The host wants to be human today

Chapter 901 Telling My Identity I Scared You To Death 14
Seeing that his expression was not quite right after speaking, he added slowly.

"Oh, and there are dying people."

Song Lizhao: ...

I thank you for your kind addition, but there is no need to add this sentence.

Being able to see the god of death... doesn't seem to be something to be happy about.

He had a headache and rubbed the space between his brows, trying to dispel the little girl's thoughts.

"Don't you live here?"

Li Tang blinked, a little aggrieved.

"There are always people here to disturb, can't sleep."

Otherwise, she is a god of death, why is she still rushing to find you?
She is busy, hum!
Seeing the little girl raised her chin slightly, looking extremely proud, the boy felt a little funny.

But he was really worried about keeping the little girl here, even if the girl was not an ordinary ghost.

After all, this haunted house can attract them, and there will definitely be a lot of people paying attention, but he can't control that group of people.

Not everyone is as qualified as they are. There are people who pour chicken blood, exorcise ghosts, and live broadcast adventures.

Well, having said so much, he was moved with compassion.

And other people can't see it, so it won't have much impact on his life.

But before that, Song Lizhao thought for a while, and looked up at her.

"Will your following have any effect on me?"

The little girl was a little dazed by his question.

"What effect?"

She is so worry-free, she doesn't need to eat, and she doesn't take up space. She is super easy to raise!

The boy hesitated to speak.

"For example... Will it suck my yang energy?"

The god of death is also a ghost, don't ghosts all absorb the yang energy of people?

Li Tang stared in shock, not knowing why he thought so.

She is a serious death!

The kind that is compiled!

Only evil spirits can suck people's yang energy.

Originally, after asking this question, Song Lizhao felt that something was wrong, but seeing the little girl's expression now, he probably knew that he wanted to go wrong.

Raising his fingertips to touch the tip of his nose, the boy felt a little guilty.

"It's okay, I just asked casually."

The little girl said oh, but no matter how she looked at her small expression, she looked suspicious.

Before she could say anything, the boy spoke first.

"Then leave with me tomorrow morning?"

Li Tang nodded without hesitation.

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing that her attention was diverted, Song Lizhao breathed a sigh of relief, and introduced himself again.

"Song Lizhao."

After speaking, he looked at her suspiciously.

"Do you remember your name?"

After all, if you want to bring it home, you definitely need a title. You can't call him the god of death. If someone hears it, they may think he is sick.

The little girl blinked and nodded.

"Litang."

He thought for a few seconds and nodded.

Just after the brief introduction, a few people over there had packed up and waved to him.

"Brother Zhao, you can come and rest, the sofa has been wiped for you."

After all, everything is missing in the villa, the most important thing is fabric.

The white cloth, which was considered intimidating before, was directly used as a rag at the moment.

And when they thought that the only ghost here had been subdued by Brother Zhao, the group of people felt very relieved.

How could it be Brother Zhao?

The boy responded with sideways eyes, then lifted his feet and walked over there.

But as soon as he sat down, he saw a certain little girl floating over.

He also imitated them and lay on another sofa.

Then she tilted her head and thought for two seconds, dawdling to get closer to him, grabbing the corner of his clothes and trying to cover her stomach.

Song Lizhao: ...

He glanced vaguely at the cloak on her body, then at the hem of his clothes that was being pulled, and fell silent.

(End of this chapter)