It was just dark, and there were a lot of pedestrians on the street, ignoring the strange eyes of the people, and I dragged the air around me to the river pond in the park last time, if nothing else, just because it was dark enough.

My laughing voice trembled a little, "...... are you?" ”

Grandma said angrily: "Those ghosts have taken the wrong medicine!" I dangled in front of them and ignored me to death, and yesterday I was chased by them until I was half dead, and now I don't even look at me, when I am transparent? ”

"And then?" Funny to look at it.

"And then? I don't even know how to go back," Grandma looked distressed.

"Who told you to leave, so urgent, besides, now you want to go back there, you have to be the usher to agree."

"Huh? Where can I find it? Grandma was stunned.

"That's not easy, I'll help you, isn't it...... Forehead...? My brow gradually furrowed, "This ......?" ”

Oops, I forgot how to find it.

Looking at my more and more wonderful expression, my grandmother worried, "What? Questions? ”

I looked at it in embarrassment, what can I do? You can't let it stay here, can you? Suddenly, I laughed, "There you have it!" ”

Seeing that I was smiling a little strangely, my grandmother asked, "What's there?" He looked at me with a strange look in his eyes.

I glared at it, "For the sake of old disrespect, I'll call it to pick you up, hum!" ”

As he spoke, he put his hand in the mouth of his grandmother, who had not had time to react, and "bit it"

Grandma was stunned, "What are you doing?" "It's a little vague because I have my fingers in my mouth.

"It hurts to bite yourself, so it's better for you to come," I said indifferently.

Grandma removed her mouth from my hand, with a 'you are a psychopath' expression, and shook her head, "You should do this yourself"

I reluctantly withdrew my hand, looked at my white fingers, and sighed, "Come by yourself?" I've wronged you."

With a slight stroke of the fingernail of my left finger on the tip of my right finger, the 'blood' immediately seeped out, and my grandmother looked at me in surprise, "You... You...? ”

I smiled softly and said nothing, I knew why it was surprised, it was because of the blood on my hands, and it was not appropriate to use 'blood' to describe the blood on my hands, thinking that someone had seen pure white blood.

Right! That's right, it's pure white, and the onlooker's blood is pure white, without impurities.

"Your blood ......?" Grandma asked in disbelief.

"Well, what's wrong? Is there a problem? I asked with a smile. (Of course, that kind of horror color, don't be surprised)

"White?"

"Well, who says that blood has to be red? Okay, I'm going to send you back, I'm going to use it, and you don't care what color it is," I squatted down with my white-covered fingers.

Drawing on the ground, a strange pattern took shape under my hand, and in the center of the pattern was written 'Receiver', and I nodded in satisfaction, "Okay." ”

"What's up?"

"Wait a minute, you can go back," the eyes revealed the purity of mischief.

Covering his hand with its name, his eyes flashed in the darkness, and instantly returned to inky black, "Come here!" A soft snort.

The air shuddered.

"Plop", there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground next to me, and my grandmother looked at it curiously, "Ah! ”

For the first time, I felt that the old man's exclamation was even more shocking.

"Pick up... Pick up... "Grandma's speech stuttered.

The white figure on the ground sat up, shook his head, and put the soul pressed under him into the jade bottle around his neck, and his face full of frost was even more gloomy.

Bastard! It's so embarrassing, or when it catches its soul, it is summoned in such an extreme way, does that guy know how to write 'death'?