"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, soul returns to heaven," I looked at the person opposite and turned around the sword blade that mopped the floor, "There is no place for you to stay in the dust. Go back, or destroy, choose."

It had expressionless expression, opened its eyes, and spoke proudly without saying a word.

"Then... your choice," I pulled the heavy sword in my hand, squinted my eyes, and slowly walked towards it, "It's just destruction... Oops!!"

Before I could finish a sentence, my feet that had just stepped on the ground slipped suddenly, and instantly, I fell down a dog chewing on the mud.

After rubbing the hit nose, I pulled the corner of my mouth and reached out to pick up a suspicious object full of stones in front of my head. After staring for a while, I suddenly threw it on the ground and roared: "I said why are there stones in the house, bastard?! How unwilling you to clean, Mr. President!!"

"Who told you to be handsome... I can't even see such a big stone. I deserve to fall a dog to bite the mud." The president sitting on the other side of the house watching TV turned his head and blanched me, and said teasingly, "I saw it, this is the end of talking nonsense. I even tried my best to buy you a sword..."

"It seems that you like to talk nonsense more than me! Do you mean to say to me?!" I suddenly jumped up from the ground, pulled the sword on the ground and threw it at the president, "Do you think I am a man?! Where did you buy such a heavy sword? Bastard!!"

The president's head shrank, and the sword I threw out turned around and flew over the president's head in an instant, hitting the wall suddenly. He turned around and even cut the dummy opposite me. A head that was not well-made was hit on the ground several times.

The president's mouth twitched and he said seriously: "I said it's crazy, littering is bad, what if it hits someone? Even if it can't hit someone, it's bad."

"You know that's trash, bastard!" I roared angrily, turned around and walked towards the hall, "If you like to play swords, practice it yourself!"

This damn president, since he found my thing that Zitong left behind on the way to disappear last time, the president kidnapped me back and said, "Ah Crazy is really weak." I don't know where I got a heavy sword, but he actually said to use it to protect me!

You are weak! Can humans compete with ghosts?! Beware of your sister! Such a heavy sword is used to deal with ghosts? It would be strange if I wasn't killed!!

踏出了永远漆黑着的走廊,我一眼就看见了在沙发上看电视的阴阳,以及她身旁那只疑似睡着的红色蝙蝠.

"Fire is coming out of your head." Yin Yang glanced at me lightly, then pointed at my head, "It's about to burn your hair."

I covered my face, reached out and touched my head, rolled my eyes and said, "I'm asking why both TVs don't have my share... This is obviously my thing!" Speaking of which, where did the president pick up the power from... It was obviously powered off in most areas of the school during the summer vacation... Well, the president must have the potential to be a thief.

"I didn't say I won't let you watch it," Yin Yang turned his head and continued to watch the White Cat Sheriff on TV. "It's your business to watch the TV on."

"Only little kids can watch cartoons, just like you." As I said this, I thumped and sat next to Yin and Yang, grabbed the apple on the coffee table in front of me and started to chew. I turned my eyes and asked casually, "By the way, A Yin, can't you really find your hat?"

After the last time, Yin and Yang seemed to have suffered great damage. Although it seemed to be recuperating again - uh, it has been recuperating, but... the hat that has been worn on her head has disappeared. Now, if you look at Yin and Yang, you are really not used to it.

Yin and Yang reached out to grab the red corpse bat's ears and the sudden glance of the eyes scared me. Her cold eyes seemed to be saying "Where can I pick up any pot without opening it"...

I felt my body tremble suddenly, and I looked at the angry Yin and Yang in a daze. Hey...what was she angry... Did I say something wrong...

"If not..." This sentence was squeezed out from the gap between Yin and Yang's teeth, and with a gloomy anger, it suddenly stopped abruptly. Its eyes swept behind me, squinted, suddenly snorted coldly, turned around and continued to watch TV, and his hand pinched the ears of the Red Corpse Bat. The Red Corpse Bat opened one of its eyes lazily, glanced at Yin and Yang, closed its eyes and fell asleep.

Hey... I turned my head subconsciously, and then hit a body. After a while of silence, I stretched out my index finger and poked it hard on the president's waist.

"Hey!" The president screamed strangely, jumped up suddenly, covered his waist and roared wildly, "Hey, Mama, why are you more and more fond of doing things? You! It's very itchy!"

"Because you owe it..." I looked at the president with a brow, frowned, and said strangely, "I said to president, why do you always smell...sandalwood on you? You don't look like someone who loves cleanness, you."

"You know I don't like cleanliness! Tell you, I love cleanliness the most!" The president rolled his eyes, took his right hand under his nose and sniffed it, "Is it... it's too unreliable for sandalwood or something..."

"You are an unreliable person..." As soon as I raised my head, I was stunned, shook my nose hard, and sat down and looked at the president, "Hey, why is the smell on your body getting richer and stronger? It will be disgusting if it smells too fragrant!"

"Ha? It's not me..." As soon as the president finished speaking, I saw a figure stumble in from the main entrance. Before he could reach us, he had already fallen.

"Uh?" I was confused by his sudden kowtow, and subconsciously turned to look at the president. The president raised his eyebrows and looked at the man with his hands wrapping his chest.

"Save, help! Save me!" The man didn't bother to get up from the ground, grabbed my hand nearby, shook it for a while, his expression collapsed, and said hurriedly, "Save me! I'm going to be driven crazy by her! I'm going crazy!"

At such a close distance, I could smell the rich fragrance emitted by this man, which was almost disgusting. I subconsciously shrank my hand, but the man pulled it very hard, so hard that I felt my hands hurt slightly. I pulled the corner of my mouth and shook my hand hard: "Uh... please let go... let go... let go..."

"Who drove crazy? You woman?" The president lazily lay on the back of the sofa, asked habitually, and then burst out with a giggle, "Ah, you have a good relationship with a man..." As he said, the president stretched out his hand and grabbed the man's wrist, and held it in a seemingly plain manner. I saw the man's body tremble, and both hands suddenly loosened. The president laughed so hard that his shoulders kept shaking, and said in a trembling voice: "It's just that all the attractions are toads..."

I felt a twitch on my face, and a elbow hit the president's stomach, and roared: "Do you think you are a frog?"

After being warned by the president, the man's reason seemed to have recovered. He slowly got up from the ground, sat on the sofa opposite, stared at the coffee table, his lips trembled. It was obvious that he was indeed scared by something.

Seeing the man sitting on the red corpse bat, I suddenly felt a black line. Yin and Yang, who was already in a bad mood, suddenly looked dark and he reached out to grab the man's head - I can believe she wanted to kill that man.

My heart suddenly jumped.

"Well, Ah, it's crazy. This guy seems to be a little ill. Why don't you pour him a glass of water?" The president squinted his eyes and pressed it on my head, "Go quickly, be good."

"Go to your sister!" I raised my face and bit the president's hand, but unfortunately he avoided it. When I raised my head, I realized that the president's eyes were fixed on the Yin and Yang opposite, and the meaning of danger inside was self-evident.

Yin and Yang seemed to receive the president's gaze, snorted coldly, pulled out the half-dead red corpse bat from under the man, and disappeared on the sofa in a flash.

It seems... the relationship between these two is a bit wrong... I pursed my lips and shrugged unconsciously.

As the master - Ah, I should be considered the master - I still politely poured a glass of water for the man, put it in front of him, then looked at the president, and I sat opposite the man and spoke: "That... are you okay?"

The man seemed to have not heard of it, and his body was still trembling involuntarily.

"Look at him like this, you know that his head is not clear." The president's contemptuous voice rang in my ears, and then I saw him sit around the sofa, pillowing his hands behind his head, glanced at me with his eyes ready to watch the show, and raised his chin, "Continue, see what you can pull out."

Is this being despised? I... The corners of my mouth twitched, and I turned to look at the man, bit my lip for a while before speaking, "Your body is really fragrant, what kind of powder has you been rubbed."

"Fan...Fan..." The man suddenly trembled like a lightning strike, his eyes were widened many times, and he shouted excitedly, "It's not me!! It's really not me! Then, that was given by my girlfriend! It has nothing to do with me!!"

The first point I found out was that he had indeed worn some pink on his body. It was probably because of the problem with that thing. I proudly raised my chin provocatively at the president, turned my head and continued to look at the man: "Then... are you almost driven crazy by your girlfriend?"

"No! No! It's her! It's that woman!" The man was already very excited, and stood up from the sofa again, kneeled on the ground with a thump, and reached out to grab my hand, "Please! I know you will have a solution! Please!!"

I pulled the corner of my mouth and shrank my hand back, hid in another direction, pointed at the president and said, "Go and catch him! He has a way, I'm just a choreographer..."

In a trance, the man seemed to hear my words clearly, and staggered toward the president on his knees, like a humble dog begging for protection. He grabbed the president's hand, but then shivered suddenly, jumped up with a strange scream, staring at the president: "You, you, you!! You are in the same group as that woman! You, you are all so cold! They are all so cold! Dead people! You are dead people!"

The president looked at the man with a smile, then wrapped his bracelet on his chest, making an expression of keeping others away.

This idiot... I covered my face and said nothing about it... It hit the president's bottom line directly... I guess I've started to get angry, the president...

"Nah, don't worry about that guy," otherwise he would kill you. After adding this sentence to my heart, I pointed to the president, shrugged my shoulders and said, "Now, it's better to explain things clearly, otherwise, the door to go out is there." And the door to enter hell is right in front of you.

The man looked at the president vigilantly, then turned his head to look at me, as if he felt that I was more believable, so he slowly came over.

I subconsciously shrank my hand behind me. Fortunately, this time the man seemed not going to grab my hand and began to tremble and said in a trembling voice: "I, my name is Wei Xiaojun... I, my girlfriend went on a trip a few days ago... When I came back, I brought me a box of spices... I have a quirk and love fragrance very much, so I took it away. After rubbing it on my body... It was indeed very fragrant... But since I applied this powder, I have been having nightmares... I didn't dare to sleep for three consecutive days... I originally thought it was just a nightmare, and I endured it... But... but yesterday! My nightmare began to become a reality!! Really! She has appeared in reality!"

"Dream?" I raised my eyebrows. When he said this, the "she" he said should be a ghost who only wants to harm people. However, since he wanted to kill this toad - if he killed this Wei Xiaojun, why would he have nightmares first... increase psychological pressure? Well, I know what will happen next, but I just can't stop it. That way, I will indeed have psychological collapse... "Tell me the specific content."

"..." The man took a deep breath, picked up the cup and drank it in one sip, wiped his mouth, and said, "At the beginning, I actually didn't know that it was a nightmare... In that dream, I was an emperor, with three thousand beauties in the harem... The most favored one was the concubine who loved spices the most. She always had a refreshing fragrance on her body, and there was a method of making spices that was said to be inherited by the ancestors... You know, anything is possible in the dream. I was surprised at the beginning when my consciousness was so clear in the dream... After that, I was immersed in it, and I was like - no, I am a king..."

Having said this, Wei Xiaojun finished the background. He picked up the cup and wanted to drink it again, but he found that there was no water in the cup, so he had to lick his lips to give up. Although his thick lips were still trembling.

"Hey." I poked the president's waist with my elbow, "Pour water."

The president raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what he thought of, but he stood up and walked towards the inner room without saying a word.

Isn't this guy going to prepare laxatives?... I yrmed for a moment, and I turned around and continued to listen to Wei Xiaojun's story.
Chapter completed!