The ghost kid is unprecedentedly vigilant and never dares to get close again.

When Yang Changan saw its movements, he knew it would be difficult to take pictures of it again, but the purpose of making it afraid of it had already achieved. He sneered in his heart, but said calmly on the surface: "Forget it, it's a bit late, let's see it tomorrow."

Close the book and he went to bed.

Of course, you must keep your books in hand, which is the quality that a scholar should have.

"Woooooo!"

The black gas transformed by the ghost kid swept, and there were sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling inside, as if thousands of ghosts in hell were roaring.

The ghost kid was shocked and frightened. The moment just now it hurt its vitality and could not even be able to transform simply.

It tried hard to turn out its eyes and stared at Yang Chang'an. The black air in its pupils was beating like a flame, filled with coldness, evil spirits, and resentment. It only heard it speak quietly:

“He seems to see me?

No, was it his luck?

The Empress once said that some humans have unparalleled luck, which is the reincarnation of sages and invincible luck, and all demons and monsters cannot harm him.

Is this guy Yang Changan such a person?"

The little ghost suddenly restrained all the tumultuous black aura. He thought that Yang Changan became a child at the age of ten, a scholar at the age of fifteen, and a high school scholar at the age of twenty-one, was extremely lucky.

Thinking of this makes my guess even more determined.

The next moment.

With a "huh", it was extremely unwilling to go through the crack in the door and left the room.

Yang Changan quickly got up and caught a glimpse of the little ghost floating into the sky, blending into the darkness, and flying to the distance.

His face was slightly ferocious and he spat:

"Fuck, it's a very scary start. It turns out that he is just a scammer."
Chapter completed!