"Could it be... those few female ghosts in Xu Yang's house were brought back in this way?"
Ma Long tried to calm his nerves, suddenly feeling a keen interest in the ghost on his own "back"... If that's the case, can he take the ghost on his back home and enjoy ghosts like Xu Yang does?
He couldn't see the ghost on his back.
But he could see the ghost behind Xu Yang. It was a beautiful female ghost, lying on Xu Yang's back, with her hands around Xu Yang's neck. As if she noticed Ma Long's gaze, she immediately turned her head and looked over.
"Huh?"
Ma Long was stunned.
"Hmm?"
The ghost was startled.
They locked eyes, recognizing each other!
"It's you!"
"Little black fatso... is that you?"
Ma Long's scalp tingled in horror, exclaiming: "Xu Yang, there's a ghost behind you, it's... it's the one who escaped from the ruined temple on Naitou Mountain!"
"I know."
Xu Yang replied calmly.
Female Ghost: "...."
The female ghost on Xu Yang's back was dumbfounded!
