"Ghost! Ghost! " The voice was sharp and full of fear.

"this guy is so timid that he was scared to pee in front of the grave." On the fifth day of junior high school, he sneered and didn't care about Zhang Xichuan's scream.

"that guy is a young master at home. It's convenient to go to these places, let alone the cemetery." Thirteen shook his head and said.

"don't deny other people's opinions if he hasn't seen them. It's just as annoying to listen as if he knows everything." On the fifth day of the first year, I felt my nose very uncomfortable.

"help! Ghost, ghost! " Zhang Xichuan's...