Pomegranate slope.

A ghost in a tracksuit is faintly kicking a head down, watching the head fall like a rolling stone, and finally roll over the path, fall into the lake, make a 'plop' sound, and he shows a drunken look.

"What a wonderful sound, what a wonderful night."

Trying to ignore the flashlights in mid-air, he continued to work hard.

A player passes by the pomegranate slope, cold and confronting a head.

The head had no eyes, only two blood holes, and the blue and white face was covered with blood.

"Ugh!"

Screams cut through the sky.

"Hahaha!"

The smug laughter of sportswear ghosts came from the slope.

He continued to kick his head down, and introduced the players downhill with great interest.

"This, he littered with confetti."

"This, he actually dared to cut in the queue, and stepped on my foot."

"And this, he actually secretly filmed in the crowd, no face, it's really shameless."

The player named Xu Feihua sat on the ground in fright, watching heads pile up around him.

He completely ignored the hint in the ghost's mouth.

"Aaaaah!"

Uphill.

"Hahaha!"

The two voices are intertwined.

At this time, the sound of ghosts came from the slope again.

"What are you doing? Why did you snatch my 'football'?

Xu Feihua trembled and got up, trying to look up through the light, and found that there was a beautiful woman in a storm suit with a head in one hand and running fast.

The ghost who was robbed of the 'football' was so angry that he pulled out his legs and chased him.

"Ball thief, you stop for me!"

"Am I dreaming?"

Xu Feihua rubbed his eyes.

"That beauty is a player, right? Why did she rob the ghosts... Ball? Looking

down at those terrifying 'balls' on his face, Xu Feihua swallowed his saliva.

"Could there be a token here?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, Xu Feihua endured his fear, took off his coat, and loaded the 'ball' into it.

He quickly joined his companions and demonstrated his success.

Companion: "Are you crazy?" How can this be a keepsake?

Xu Feihua: "Then why did that beauty rob them?" And the ghost king has not said the characteristics of the token so far, and no one has succeeded, could it be these things that make us afraid? The

companions were gradually convinced.

They began to stare at the ghosts' treasures.

Ghosts: "..." Qin

Fufeng ran fast, she carried two 'balls', away from the pomegranate slope, passing by the plum garden, and caught a glimpse of several figures.

Some of the red clothes fluttered, hanging on the branches and murmuring.

"I hanged myself, can't he come and see me?"

Qin Fufeng: "Can't." The

female ghost in red: (▼へ▼メ)

Some linger under the tree holding the token, "She will definitely come, she will not dislike me."

Qin Fufeng: "She won't come, she dislikes you very much." "

Male ghost: (〃><)

Others are fighting for a wine glass.

"This is mine!"

"Mine, you thief!"

Qin Fufeng rushed directly over, grabbed the wine glass and ran.

A few ghosts: o o(╥_╥)

the place agreed upon by several people is near the exit.

There is a large square here, which is extremely empty and very convenient for gathering ghosts.

Qin Fufeng ran wildly all the way, followed by various ghosts.

"Thief, return my ball!"

"It's our glass!"

"He'll come to see me!"

"She'll elope with me!"

Chi

Yunxiao and Zong Wen hid in a pavilion, quietly observing the square.

Just now, Chi Yue came back once and brought back two ghosts, which would be dancing radio gymnastics in the square.

"What sound?"

Chi Yunxiao listened sideways, "It seems that many people are cursing, is it so unqualified?"

Zong Wen's eyes were faint, "Qin Fufeng is back. Chi

Yunxiao was ready to use the skill, only to poke out a head, and saw Qin Fufeng carrying a bunch of loot, and behind him was a group of ghosts.

Chi Yunxiao: "... I can't seem to control so many ghosts at once. "

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