Grasp... Ghosts???

ghosts... The terrible memories of last night came back in an instant.

"Where is the ghost?" Mu Xiaoqi stared around and looked around. Maybe she had some hair in her heart. She actually felt ghostly in the daytime.

Looking at the night scene, she did not answer. She firmly grasped the arm of the night scene and asked with a smile, "Are you a master ghost hunter? Are you kidding?

Mu Xiaoqi stared at the night scene tightly, trying to find traces of "he's just kidding" on the half of his exposed face.

Nevertheless, the night-worn face did not reveal half of its emotions, as it always did....