Xiaolai had been dead for more than two hundred years, but he could still be scared. This made Song Futan feel that he was not only adorable, but also much more lively than any living person in this world.
There are half humans and half ghosts in the world, and people come and go in a bustling manner. But whether among humans or ghosts, Song Futan has never found anyone like Xiaolai.
Song Futan did not expose him, but said: "That was the yellow-skinned man's illusion. No. 001 is still with me."
"It's okay? I almost thought it died on the battlefield to protect you." Lan He thought something had happened to 001 at first, and it happened again twice. Her heart sank when she saw the skull. But now Song Futan said that 001 was actually intact... This is really like a roller coaster.
Song Futan took out something from his bosom. It turned out to be a golden lotus, under which was a paper donkey with slightly broken hind legs. "I was sweeping the graves here during the day, and I was probably spotted by the yellow-skinned man. He brought me here after dark. He couldn't do anything to me, and wanted to take No. 001 away. I put it away and used part of the rosary to suppress it. The yellow-skinned man is still not giving up. He originally wanted to use the skull to scare me. You... be careful."
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