"Monster! Didn't you get a pigeon?"
Luo Lin read the chat history with a beautiful woman in WeChat and muttered.
A few days earlier, Luo Lin met a sister paper on the Internet, and the two got acquainted as soon as they came and went. Today, the sister paper asked Luo Lin to meet, but the time and place were a bit awkward.
At midnight, it was still in the very wide central park.
Luo Lin was sitting on a bench in the park wrapped in his coat, a gust of wind blew for no reason, and Luo Lin shivered unconsciously because of the cold.
"I'm going, it's really cold this night."
Not far away, an old woman was carrying a big black plastic bag, picking up cans left by passers-by and staggering in the park.
It is not easy for an old woman to collect garbage outside so late. Luo Lin's sympathy was overwhelming, and he walked over to help pick up the cans on the ground for the old woman.
"Old lady, it's cold at night, you'd better go back and rest early."
The old woman stopped and turned to Luo Lin suddenly, her complexion was as gray as death, which made Luo Lin a big jump.
"Boy, thank you, what a good boy. Boy, go back soon, it's too late."
Luo Lin scratched his head and said with a smile: "No, I have an appointment."
"It's a pity, a pity."
The old woman sighed, and slowly walked away carrying the bag. After not taking a few steps, her figure disappeared in front of Luo Lin.
Luo Lin pinched his face vigorously, taking a breath of pain.
"Damn, it's not a dream."
Legend has it that when a person is dying, he will see things that normal people can't see.
"Forget it, let's go quickly."
"Help, help..."
When Luo Lin wanted to leave, he heard a woman cry for help in horror.
Luo Lin followed the sound and looked for it. On the bench on the other side of the park, with the not-so-bright light, he saw a man in a black cloak pressing a woman on the bench.
The man moved easily and easily tore off the sleeve of the woman's arm.
"If you call more crazy, I like to hear your call, call it again..."
The man's voice was somber and even hoarse, which made his scalp numb.
In broad daylight, it's not right, the moon is black and the wind is high at night, and he is doing things in front of his own three-good youth in society. That's okay!
"Qian shou, let go of that woman and let..."
Lu saw the injustice and roared, how could Luo Lin stand by when he encountered this kind of thing, but he spoke too fast and almost said the last half sentence.
"help me."
When the woman saw Luo Lin, she hurriedly asked Luo Lin for help as if grabbing a straw.
The woman’s face was hidden by her long hair, and Luo Lin couldn’t see it, but judging from her voice, she was no more than twenty-five years old, and judging from the clothes torn by that guy, she was still Very predictable.
The man looked back at Luo Lin, somewhat surprised.
"Can you see me?"
When the man turned his face, Luo Lin saw the man's face clearly, and frankly speaking, apart from his pale face to be a little scary, he was completely handsome, and he was a good match for the custard boy in the stick play.
"Damn, I'm not blind."
An angry Luo Lin rushed up and punched the man's face a few times, and he still slapped his face specifically, as if he had hatred with the man's face.
Luo Lin casually took off his coat and threw it to the woman who was shrinking on the bench.
"Put it on."
This action, this momentum, is just one word: handsome!
Even Luo Lin himself knelt because of this pretense.
"Thanks, thank you!"
The woman gratefully put on Luo Lin's clothes to cover the torn clothes.
"by!"
The man didn't expect Luo Lin to dare to do something to himself, with an angry look on his face: "You dare to hit me."
"What do you rely on, you are the one who beats you. Look at you, you can obviously pick up girls on your face, and you actually want to behave in the middle of the night, and you are the most uncomfortable scum like you!"
After speaking, Luo Lin punched the man's face again.
It seemed that Luo Lin really had a grudge against the handsome face of the man.
The man walked to Luo Lin and squeezed a word from his teeth: "You have a kind of hit me in the face again."
"puff-"
Luo Lin made a heavy punch and hit the man in the face, without any mercy.
You told me to fight, not for nothing, not for nothing.
"You are a scumbag like the five elements. If you don't beat you up, you won't be able to show your memory."
Luo Lin's righteous words did not realize that there was a problem there.
For example, when the scumbag was beaten so many times, the other person's face was still so handsome and compelling, nothing happened.
"You really angered me when you stepped on a horse."
Luo Lin looked disdainful: "Oh, the scumbag still has a temper."
Another punch!
"I've been a ghost for so long, I haven't tortured people well, boy, very lucky today."
The man's face became colder, still with a faint black breath.
"It's amazing to be a ghost. Brother has been a man for 20 years. He hasn't..." Luo Lin finally realized what was wrong. "You just said that you are... a ghost!"
"Hahaha..."
The man laughed frantically, his voice was extremely high-pitched, just like scratching glass with his nails, and it was frightening to hear.
The man's handsome face rotted little by little, and bright red blood dripped from his eyes. The body under the cloak had long been ulcerated, squirming all kinds of disgusting bugs.
"what-"
The woman behind Luo Lin screamed, fainted by the look of the evil spirit.
"vomit-"
Seeing this picture, Luo Lin couldn't help lowering his head and retching.
He just looked up, and the man had appeared in front of him. The distance between the two of them was no more than ten centimeters. The stench on his face made Luo Lin dizzy.
"Boom—"
The man's fist hit Luo Lin's abdomen.
Luo Lin's face flushed red, his blue veins violently, and he opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of bitter water.
The evil spirit grabbed Luo Lin's hair and lifted Luo Lin abruptly without any pressure.
"Cool?"
This is sour and cool, don't be too irritating!
"Bang bang bang—"
The evil spirit fixed Luo Lin in mid-air as a sandbag, playing Luo Lin very rhythmically.
"Wow-"
Luo Lin opened his mouth and spit out blood.
In the face of evil spirits, he has no chance of winning.
"I want to suck up your yang energy, and then eat your soul."
The evil spirit chuckled and penetrated Luo Lin's body with his right hand.
Luo Lin showed a faint blue light, and followed the evil spirit's hand into his body.
Originally intended to imitate the hero in the novel to come to a hero to save the United States, but now he has been slapped in the face by Hong Guoguo, which is really ridiculous.
Consciousness began to blur.
It’s a pity that I didn’t see the woman’s face in the end, presumably, it should be very beautiful.
"This is a fate-changing game, do you want to participate?"
A very mechanical voice appeared in Luo Lin's mind, asking Luo Lin such an inexplicable question.
"As long as I can live, I will participate in all games..."
Luo Lin opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, so he could only roar in his heart.
The evil spirit was very excited when he saw Luo Lin opened his mouth in pain, but couldn't say anything.
"You won't feel the pain soon."
"Ding-"
The sound of a microwave oven tripping flashed through Luo Lin's mind.
"Almighty ghost hunting system-on!"
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