A familiar scene unfolded before their eyes: the person lying on the ground raised their head, extended a bluish-purple hand, and stiffly forced a smile onto their face.
"You've come to keep me company."
The voices came from all directions, seemingly from Li Hun, who was lying prone in front, but upon closer examination, they couldn't be traced back to him.
To Zhang San and his companions, it sounded like a death knell.
"Brother Zhang... Brother Zhang San, what should we do?!"
The most panicked was Zhao Zhao, after all, he was the youngest and most prone to a breakdown.
"Calm down, what are you panicking about? Everything in front of you is fake. You've all forgotten that Li Hun only broke his leg; he's not dead at all."
They weren't dead. Zhao Zhao and the others looked towards the distance.
Yes, Li Hun isn't dead. Since Li Hun isn't dead, the Li Hun in front of us can only be faking it. Besides, they haven't done anything wrong, so there's no need to be afraid.
Gradually, after convincing themselves, Zhang San and the others calmed down.
"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost?"
Li Hun, standing outside, tensed up. He hadn't expected Zhang San and the others to hold out for so long without collapsing.
It's ridiculous. They broke his leg for no reason and then acted all self-righteous. It's really laughable.
"Who am I? Of course I am Li Hun, whose leg you broke. What, you don't recognize me after all these years?"
The person lying on the ground raised their head again, and then voices came from all directions.
After calming down, Zhang San and the others became even more convinced that someone was up to no good. If what Li Hun said was true, how could the voices be coming from all directions?
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