The host wants to be human today

Chapter 895 Telling My Identity I Scared You To Death 8
The timid Yu Wenfei swallowed, and asked a little nervously.

"Brother Zhao, did you see something...unclean?"

Litang bulged her cheeks, feeling a little depressed.

"You are not clean."

As she spoke, she floated towards him, stretched out her hand maliciously, and grabbed his collar.

Yu Wenfei shrank his neck subconsciously, a little puzzled.

"Why do I feel a little cold on my back?"

Song Lizhao glanced at a certain little girl who was about to stick to his back, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly.

It's hard not to get chills when a ghost is so close to you, isn't it?

Just as she was talking, she stretched out her hand again, trying to grab the boy's ear.

The boy narrowed his eyes and interrupted.

"He hasn't bathed in three months."

Li Tang:?
The soft white hand stretched in the air paused obviously, then retracted cautiously, not forgetting to take a few steps back.

Litang grabbed her sleeve, put it under her nose and sniffed it hesitantly, with a serious expression on her face.

Before she could smell anything, the person sitting on the ground raised his head full of doubts.

"Who hasn't showered in three months? So dirty?"

The person sitting next to him gave a sympathetic look upon hearing this.

Yu Wenfei: "...Brother Zhao is not talking about me, is he?"

He takes a bath tomorrow!
This is slander!

Thinking of being aggressive, he stood up and rolled up his sleeves, intending to confront the boy.

Then I saw the other party looking sideways, not knowing where to freeze the line of sight, and asked.

"Haven't you smelled it yet?"

Yu Wenfei:? !
He turned his head a little stiffly, looked to his left, and then thought of what happened just now, couldn't help but screamed and jumped onto his companion.

"Ahh, I haven't showered for more than three months, and I haven't changed my stinky socks for a year. Ghost, don't eat me!"

companion:……

He lowered his head speechlessly, wanting to know how this guy grew so big, could it be possible that a ghost can still hear him?
I thought about raising my hand and tearing him down.

"Stop yelling, I will eat you first if you quarrel again."

Yu Wenfei, who had been screaming non-stop, stopped his voice immediately, and asked sincerely.

"Really?"

"Ah."

He silently raised his hand to cover his mouth, not forgetting to hide behind everyone.

was unanimously disliked.

After finishing him off, a group of people carefully looked around, with a cautious tone.

"No, Brother Zhao, is there really something here?"

If other people said this sentence, they would definitely not believe it. After all, what era is this, and feudal superstition is still practiced?

But if it's a teenager, it's hard for them not to believe it.

This is probably the charisma of personality.

Song Lizhao hummed lightly, and didn't mean to explain to them, but looked at the figure floating in the air, and asked again.

"Are you the house spirit here? Or the soul trapped here?"

It is estimated that those bloggers were also frightened by this little girl, maybe this is how the reputation of the haunted house spread.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think a little bit in his eyes.

Li Tang blinked, but said nothing.

She is not one of those low-level ghosts.

The young man didn't care, he just raised his eyes to look around, and asked casually.

"Are there other ghosts besides you?"

The little girl thought about it, but this time she answered obediently without much hesitation.

"No mess."

After he finished speaking, he paused again, emphasizing his tone.

"And, I'm not a ghost!"

She has said it many times, why can't he remember it?
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but float towards him, and looked at him carefully, as if he suspected that his brain was not working well.

(End of this chapter)