The Most Random System-Chapter 755 - 379: Didn’t Expect Everyone Was on the Same Path

Is peeing scary or are ghosts scarier?

The answer to this question is actually very simple.

First of all, ghosts are afraid of boy pee, and what's gushing on me now is adult pee, which is even more potent than boy pee, so it's definitely the pee that's scarier.

Besides, Qin Jun, you really should drink more water (•́へ•́╬)!

You wearing black pants doesn't matter, but my white pants have now turned yellow, damn it!!

"Qin Jun, damn you! Stop peeing! When your mom dies, I'm going to spend 75 sunshine to buy a Gravestone Devourer and plant it on your mom's grave to frantically chew her tombstone!!"

"If you pee again, I'll cut yours off! Qin Jun—! Wah ya ya! Get the hell up!"

"Why the hell are you still holding onto me! Get lost! Let go!"

"Stop peeing, Qin Ge! Brother Jun! I'm begging you, really stop peeing, I'm scared TAT..."

No matter if Zhao Nan tried to threaten or plead, he got no response. He tried dragging his injured body out, only to find Qin Jun, this bastard, holding onto him, not letting him leave.

Zhao Nan gradually felt a sense of despair, utter despair, especially when the warmth belonging to Qin Jun gradually seeped into his skin.

How to describe it?

It's like going skiing with two buddies, sleeping together in a big bed, and the next day waking up to find both buddies coming back from the bathroom having cleaned their underwear, joking with you with a sly grin, saying they dreamed of a snow girl helping them jerk off last night.

And you too wanted to make a sly joke, but suddenly remember that last night you dreamt of skiing, and both your hands nearly got calloused.

The moment of realization was as despairing as Zhao Nan is feeling now.

"Don't take my body, my body isn't in good shape..."

Qin Jun didn't actually know he was holding onto Zhao Nan. He just instinctively wanted to grab onto everything around him, even if there was a dried piece of Bufan's poop next to him, he would grab it without hesitation.

At this moment, his vision blurred by tears, making the paper money and ghost fire even more terrifying. Qin Jun, with snot and tears running, spoke in a fearful voice:

"Grandpa Shanqing, I have low vitality, infertility, irregular menstruation, cervical erosion... the doctor said I don't have long to live... don't take my body, take his instead, his body's in better shape! His body's in better shape! We've beaten him for so long and he's still alive!"

The stomping Zhao Nan instantly clammed up.

Eh?

Watching Qin Jun poking his spine, Zhao Nan: "(;☉_☉)?"

Aren't we pals? Eh? Where's your manners? Throwing trouble at others is so uncouth!

Just joking, actually, pee isn't scarier than ghosts, so Zhao Nan retorted fiercely—

"My body isn't good either! I have ingrown toenails on all ten toes, constant toothaches on all forty teeth, and internal, external, and mixed hemorrhoids with perianal abscesses... You must stick to your choice!"

"You're perfectly healthy! You're lying!"

"You're the one who's lying..."

The two started to bicker again.

As for Lin Li, he had already pinched his nose and backed away, his face full of disdain like a dragon tapestry.

This Qin Jun actually peed his pants, what a coward.

Useless, useless.

Isn't it just seeing a mentally unstable person in black silk stockings sweeping through all their lackeys with ghost fire and wind in the desolate mountains, what's there to be afraid of?

—If Lin Li encountered it, he wouldn't be afraid, he'd just hit them with a Qingzheng Thunder Control Technique!

However, Zhao Nan was right about one thing, Qin Jun really should drink more water, the smell is just too intense.

Watching the two still arguing over Shan Qing, Lin Li chuckled, took off his black silk hood, and revealed his true face in front of everyone.

Seeing that neither of them noticed him, Lin Li returned to his normal volume and tone, speaking disdainfully:

"Alright, alright, stop fighting, Laoshan isn't here, there's no ghost at all, it was all props and methods earlier, just made to mess with you."

"Everyone should be able to take a joke, come on, those who can, get up."

Upon hearing such conversation, Zhao Nan and Qin Jun were stunned, stopping their argument, but still cautiously eyed Lin Li, even turning their heads in slow motion.

They saw the eerie wind dissipate, the paper money floating around Lin Li dropped to the ground, now being cleaned up by Lin Li, while the unnaturally self-igniting ghost fire extinguished completely.

Lin Li, clearing up the scene with a flashlight, found it amusing to see the two still extremely cautious, not daring to move.

At the same time, he felt a faint sense of accomplishment with his brilliantly executed prank idea.

Tonight truly was a "spiritual" stroke of genius.

The urn naturally contained no real ashes; it was a mixture of flour, coffee grounds, mosquito coil ashes, and some crushed cattle bones concocted by Lin Li.

This was a fake ash formula Lin Li experimented with after some research.

There surely is a gap with real ashes, but after all, it's nighttime, visibility is low, and besides, how many people in the world can claim to know ashes intimately?

Most people may never touch or study such things in a lifetime.

As for the hand bone, it was directly taken from a skeleton model ornament.

Lin Li also no longer kept it in his clothes; times have changed, and now the "Qiankun Ring" can easily store either the flashing bull's-eye or the hand bone, far less cumbersome than before.

And because the hand bone is a model, it lacks any hardness, easily breaking with a tap or a knock.