Lilly shook the jar of souls.
Usually the jar of souls was closed, only when she needed to open it or occasionally forgot to close it, the jar of souls would be open.
Lilly shook the jar, the harem spirit and the others came out in one go.
The harem spirit and the others did not know what happened just now, and they were stunned as soon as they came out.
There were many 'people' around.
The unlucky ghost said in a daze, "Well... So lively!"
The harem spirit slapped him on the head, "It is so dead here, lively my foot!"
The crying spirit said blankly, "Isn't it just lively here..."
There were 'people' standing around one by one. If a bar strobe light was hung and a top DJ played, she could imagine the scene of ghost dancing.
The weakling spirit was the first to go to see Lilly, and saw that she was wet and shivering from the cold, and his heart ached immediately.
He subconsciously carried Lilly into his arms, and found that he could do it here.
The weakling spirit tried hard to give Lilly some warmth, but unfortunately he did not have any warmth now.
Lilly's eyes turned red, and she leaned on the weakling spirit's shoulder and choked with sobs, "Michael, my master and father are gone, my aunt is gone, my father, uncle, and brother do not know where they are..."
She did not think about her father, uncle, and brother just now, because she, aunt, and master were the only ones in the air-raid shelter.
However, now that she thought about it, she felt panic again.
Dad, uncle and brother will be fine, right?
"Dad……"
Lilly burst into tears.
The harem spirit and the others surrounded him, they did not understand the situation yet, but seeing Lilly crying sadly, they could not be more anxious.
The weakling spirit patted Lilly on the back, and comforted her in a warm voice, "Be good, do not cry, Michael is here."
He looked around, his voice was low and sweet, and he murmured softly, "Be good, be good, do not cry. Lilly, just hang in there a little longer. Take off the wet coat first, okay?"
The harem spirit said, "Yes, yes, take off the wet coat first."
The crying spirit just felt sad, and started to cry, "However, it seems to be very cold here, even if you take off your coat... Boo-hoo, what should I do!"
The unlucky ghost looked around anxiously, and said, "Do not cry! Crying ten times a day is so annoying."
As soon as the voice fell, they heard some cracking sounds.
The familiar, bone-grinding sound.
Lilly was stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction of the sound, it was dark and she saw nothing.
Her Spiritual Fire was a one-off, and she threw out a fireball again, this time with force and far away.
Wherever the fire passed, there were 'corpses' all around!
The reason why they were called corpses was because they were not like ghosts, which had the characteristics of ghosts.
These things looked like dead people… But they were the same as when they were alive, except that their skin was pale and their eyes were turned white.
Lilly shrank subconsciously.
The weakling spirit comforted, "Do not be afraid, even if they all pounce on you, I will not let them touch you."
Lilly shook his head, "Well, Lilly is not afraid..."
The harem spirit said, "Take off your coat first, although it is cold, but the coat is wet, it will be colder when it freezes."
Only then did Lilly notice that the coat had started to harden.
She fell into a puddle just now and was all wet.
The weakling spirit said, "Take it all off, I will not look..."
He stood up, pulled the unlucky ghost and the foolish ghost to the side, "Search separately, there are so many dead people here, there will always be some pieces of clothes..."
Even a little bit counts.
The foolish ghost frowned and said, "Even if there is, it is wet and cold here, so it probably would not be much better."
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