Following these words, netizens began to mock the old man.
"We are all rich fools. What's wrong with being willing to spend money?"
"That's right, you're jealous and resentful, and you're finding fault with everything when life isn't going your way!"
"You can't even act, and you don't have any friends to act with you. You're just a piece of plastic garbage that no one pays attention to in a stinking ditch. The kind that can't be discharged for a hundred years. It's really unlucky to be on Earth!"
The barrage of comments is getting faster and faster.
The old man was so angry that he clicked the report button in the upper right corner.
The live broadcast room went dark.
All the fans in front of the screen were stunned at first, and then burst into swear words even dirtier than Song Shanshan's!
on site.
After the sound disappeared, Song Shanshan continued walking.
The compass needle is getting more and more shaky.
"Um?"
Song Shanshan paused and felt something strange under his feet.
She bent down and took a closer look at the oil lamp, and found that it was a pile of white bones.
“Ah! Holy crap &…%￥#@”
She was brave, but she had never seen such a scene.
[Here it is, come on! ]
Song Shanshan calmed himself down, followed his younger sister's wishes, poured a circle of oil on the ground, and lit the talisman he had drawn before going out. The darkness finally became brighter, and people could see the terrifying and spectacular scene before their eyes.
Before my eyes, there were bones everywhere, and I could vaguely see clothes that had decayed into pieces.
And they, without knowing when, were in a sunken shallow pit.
Song Shanshan took a deep breath and almost fainted.
The tall mountain god approached them, trembling.
Obviously, their tall shadows cast by the sparks were not much less terrifying than the white bones.
Song Shanshan suppressed her anger and rolled her eyes.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something unusual on the other end.
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