Don't train beautiful girls in a weird direction.

"No...Isn't this doll older than you?"

"This is my family's heirloom, passed down from my grandfather..." Li Dan began to describe his family's glorious past...

"In short, the God of the Royal Chair must have felt my sincerity!"

"You're talking nonsense. You must have sensed my sincerity!" Yang Chengang retorted, "This suit has been worn by my grandfather's grandfather! I just dug it out from his grave last night!"

"He refused to let go, so I had no choice but to burn his remains! I put my ancestors' ashes in there! How can you compete with me?!"

"What's this? The first generation Ai-chan still has the remains of my grandfather. That's my unborn father!!"

Can the two of you put together a normal cerebellum?

It doesn't have to be normal size, just as big as a walnut would be fine.

When Chen Mo was speechless, the two of them wrestled with each other.

"Damn it, I was born, and I give my grandfather's grandfather back!"

"Give me back my unborn father!"

The whole room was filled with laughter and the brothers were very filial.

"..."

"Ding dong."

Suddenly, a crisp cell phone ringtone rang among the three people at the same time.

Did the school notify you of anything?

Chen Mo took out his phone and found a message from the Student Union about the club celebration:

"Ghost hunting is good for one: I like drinks, so I ask all clubs to use drinks as the theme, add more businesses, and attract ghosts."

drinks?

Don't even think about it, this was posted by Chi Yumo...

But damn, Sakura Yuki better like drinks...

Chapter 100 I’m not jealous! Humph!

"Ghost likes to drink beverages?" Li Dan and Yang Chen just woke up from the fight and looked at their phones and said in unison,

"Damn, then isn't the haunted house I built before wasted?!" Li Dan exclaimed again.

“What’s the point of building a haunted house?”

"Make a spawning point for the ghosts to refresh."

"..."

“Then remember not to insert the torch. If you do, it won’t refresh.” Chen Mo complained.

Yang Chengang touched his chin, which he thought was as sharp as a knife, and felt that there was some truth in it. "Indeed, it seems that ghosts are afraid of fire."

"Hey! Die, old thief Yang!" Suddenly, Li Dan pulled out a stick of incense that was stuck in the mouth of Aijiang, who seemed to have experienced World War II, and burned it into Yang Chengang's nostrils.

"Mr. Li, ceasefire!" Yang Chengang couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed on the lips, which burned him and made him grimace.

"You wish! Tell me, did you just defile Ai-chan while I was sleeping?" Li Dan said angrily, his eyes almost emitting sparks.

No, this first generation Ai-chan is older than the three of us put together, how can we mourn her... Chen Mo thought.

Who would have thought that Yang Chengang would step back in fear?

"You, how do you know!?"

Good, good, the taste is unique, you are worthy of being my Sigma man.

"Oh, do you really think I won't find out?!" Li Dan's face was sinister, "The ashes of every generation of my Li family are hidden in the place where the first generation Ai-chan was buried!"

He pointed to a pool of ashes on the ground that was sticky, like cement in a mixer.

"Look, here's the evidence!"

"Damn it, you actually found out." The Sigma man refused to give in.

"I was wondering why it was so prickly just now, turns out it was the ashes of your damn ancestors, ugh!" He spat with an expression that said "I did it".

“Ahhhhh! Old thief Yang, die!”

Li Dan was so angry that he picked up Ai Jiang and threw it at her, causing the ashes inside to scatter and cause a temporary blinding effect.

Yang Chengang took the opportunity to grab the two incense sticks and slashed at Li Dan with two swords attached to flames.

“*&*%￥#@*……@”

The scene was as violent as a world war; the exact casualties were unclear, but their deceased ancestors were certainly dead.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two, Chen Mo picked up the chair and slipped away.

While running,

"Oh!"

Chen Mo was attracted by the explosion and looked back.

Oh, Ai-chan exploded and floated in the air.

"Yang, you bastard! This is my grandfather's holy relic!"

"Damn it, all the ashes exploded out, damn!" Yang Chengang was completely covered in ashes, and he was spitting out ashes even when he spoke.

"Your grandfather has bone hyperplasia? The amount is so large!"

"Fuck your bone hyperplasia, don't insult your grandfather!"

Li Dan's pale face immediately turned red.

"He just wanted Ai-chan to have better nutrition, so he added protein powder to it! What do you care?"

Chen Mo's eyes twitched when he heard this. What the hell, mixing ashes with protein powder?

"Hahaha, thank you for the free protein! I, a Sigma man, need this the most!" Yang Chengang suddenly laughed out loud, took out a pile of ashes and stuffed it into his mouth with a ferocious look.

The boy showed off his biceps and squeezed them.

"Ah, is this what power feels like?"

He raised his chin, which he claimed was sharper than an awl, and smiled sinisterly.

“*&*&@#（@）——%#&@——）)” Li Dan pounced on him.

World War II broke out.

Chen Mo swore that he must stay away from these two idiots. Their brain circuits are fucking abnormal.

No, using the word abnormal to describe it is not enough. Anyway, it is still difficult to evaluate Chen Mo with his limited vocabulary at the moment.

What still made him feel strange was, were all Shi An's students so crazy? They didn't doubt the reality of ghosts at all...wasn't this unscientific?

Or maybe, in fact, the world that Chen Mo traveled to was a world of fun, where people can do whatever crazy they want.

If you put it this way, witches seem to be quite normal... The abnormal ones are these NPC-like losers...

It's so funny. There is no harm without comparison.

Shaking his head, Chen Mo embarked on his journey back.

What he didn't know was that there were two little animals, silently watching him in a non-existent dimension.

"Why don't you go find him? Just follow him like this?" The little fox's voice came from the void.

"Well, if you peek... the yield is huge..." The ethereal, distraction-free voice of the little hamster.

"Uh...how can you get so much?"

"I don't know. I just became like this when I saw him."

"I've been trying to imitate you, but I haven't even filled the bottle cap yet."

“That was the same thing my first time.”

"Really!"

"Ah."

"Hey, wait, you got the red one!"

"Oh, this bottle is useless again."

"Hey, how long can you make me invisible?"

"I didn't make you invisible."

In the void, the deep blue gemstone-like eyes met the little fox's golden eyes, curiosity met doubt,

"You did it yourself." The little hamster in the void tilted its head.

"Myself?"

"Ah."

The hamster's doubt seemed to be engraved on her face, but strangely, no jealousy arose, as if she felt too much affinity for the little fox, so that there was no jealousy lingering.

The little fox's eyes had a hint of evil thoughts of a wild beast. Cunning and desire appeared in her pupils like a gleam of light, expanding, shrinking, and finally turning into substantial ambitions.

After enchanting a magical hamster, she combines the fearlessness and ferocity of a tiger with the strength to train a gray wolf.

The fox showed a beautiful but deadly bewitching smile, and its golden pupils were full of temptation.

"Can you teach me how to use it?"

The deep blue eyes swept across the fox's charming face, hesitating,

"I'll give you this."

"what is this?"

"The beauty cream that Chen Mo gave me."

"Hmm...it looks a lot like that nasty thing."

"Want to give it a try?"