"..."
Xu Yang widened his eyes, looking at the big black face with a beard, hardly believing his own ears.
Pfft.
A soft laugh sounded.
Xu Yang turned his head, only to see Liu Shishi pursing her lips and saying, "My lord, I didn't laugh... Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose..."
Damn it!
Already a goose, and you say you didn't laugh?
Xu Yang was furious, swinging his big hammer and smashing it down!
Boom!
The air roared, and thunder and lightning cracked above the hammerhead.
With just one strike, the big black face with a beard was gone.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, host. Your merits in guiding lost souls have earned you a reward: Merit Points +500."
"Ding!"
"The ghost was frightened, merit points +30."
"Ding!"
"The ghost was frightened, merit points +20, ferry driving skills +1."
"Ding..."
A series of system prompts finally made Xu Yang feel a little better.
