An old man stroked his beard with his hand, looked at the thousand hands on the side and said: "You can rest assured now, this kid doesn't even need you to do anything, he will be torn into pieces later."

Qianju felt very strange. He couldn't tell what was wrong. After all, this kid didn't seem like someone who could do such a stupid thing. What was he doing?

But no matter how doubtful I am, the fact that this kid is surrounded by many ghosts cannot be changed.

Unable to think of a reason for the moment, Qianju could only smile and nod politely at everyone, but he became even more vigilant in his heart.

"It's over, it's over, it's over!"

Ci Min sat down next to Xu Tong and searched frantically for something. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find it. He could only look at Xu Tong with a decadent face: "Can I have a cigarette?"

There is actually a tumor in Cimin's throat. He has quit smoking for a long time, but now he is about to be torn into pieces by these wandering spirits, and he doesn't care so much. Since he can't have fun with women before he dies, at least he can

Give yourself a cigarette.

Seeing his decadent expression, Xu Tong threw a pack of cigarettes to him and smiled: "Don't worry, the show will start soon..."

PS: Damn, the keyboard was broken, so I got a spare keyboard. It turned out that it was a gift, but it was really not easy to use. The next update may be a little slower. Don’t wait. I will send it before 12 o’clock. I will repair the laptop tomorrow.
Chapter completed!