"What the hell are you trying to say," I asked, raising an eyebrow at the male ghost who was trying to compliment me.
"I want to ask you, why are the scriptures you recited golden," the male ghost finally spoke.
"You should know why, you saw it with your own eyes and asked me what it me," I didn't answer it directly.
It's making my words clear When the ghost sees the scriptures, he must know it in his heart.
When my grandmother was reciting the scriptures, I saw it next to me.
The verses that float out are red.
And when I chanted from the beginning, the scriptures that floated out were golden.
I also wondered why I was different from my grandmother's.
My grandmother's explanation to me was that the scriptures recited by ghost hunters who are talented in everything are basically golden.
But there are not many such ghost hunters.
What my grandmother can't figure out is that in fact, I only opened my eyes the day after tomorrow, and I am not the kind of ghost hunter who was born with talent.
However, my talent is higher than that of other ghost hunters, not half a star I couldn't find the reason, so my grandmother and I simply left it alone.
Anyway, I can recite the golden scriptures, which is a good thing and not a bad thing.
There's no need to dwell on a single issue and let yourself be mediocre.
I just want to see what the hell this ghost thing in front of me is trying to play with me.
In fact, I probably already guessed it in my heart, so I waited for this shameless ghost to say it myself.
"Can you?"
"Can't" Before the ghost could finish speaking, I had already given a tentative answer It's really a ghost, don't even go home without shame.
I really didn't guess wrong Trick yourself up with me It's really the same age as the sister, youthful, simple, silly and sweet It's been calculated on my head "You know what I'm going to say," the male ghost asked, tilting his ugly head and looking at me in surprise.
"You want me to send you free too," I raised my eyebrows slightly.
"You really know" The male ghost looked surprised again, "I don't know, can you discuss it well" "Why" I looked at the shameless thing with a cold face, "it wasn't time for you to kill me" "A misunderstanding is definitely a misunderstanding" The male ghost brazenly stretched out his two ghost paws and waved his hand at me with a courteous face.
"I misunderstand that you can really stare at your eyes and talk nonsense," I replied mercilessly.
"You, you," the male ghost choked on me and couldn't speak.
I gave it a blank look, then turned to look at the little wooden child beside me, completely ignoring the around me.
"If you don't agree, then don't blame me for turning my face," the man said angrily.
"You can do whatever you want," I said, with a nonchalant look on my face. nnd Just now I was trying to help my master's friends overdue, and I didn't have the time to take care of these things.
I'm afraid they'll disrupt my whole plan.
Now I'm done with my busy work, and I can devote myself to the fight.
Who is afraid of the danger of a ghost thing of yours Dare to be so bold to call me out It's really a face, don't know how you will die later "Do you dare to go one-on-one," Xiao Muzi asked, pinching his waist and looking at the male ghost.
I didn't stop it.
Because I know in my heart that Xiao Muzi's ability to fight that male ghost alone will die ugly, and he is not even worthy of being an opponent aa2705221: