These little figures are about the size of a palm, with a pale green body, human-like facial features, and three pairs of small transparent wings on their backs.

Just like the legendary flower elves.

Sheng Hai: "......"

He looked at the elves in front of him stiffly, and even stopped breathing.

All that's left in his mind is a mess.

In addition to ghosts, are there also flower and grass elves in this world?

Shall I tell them that I can actually see them?

As he thought so, an elf standing on his shoulder didn't seem to be able to stand still, slipping and falling.

Although he knew that the other party had wings to fly, Sheng Hai still reflexively stretched out his hands and held her up.

"Ahh

The elf suddenly exclaimed, "Can he see us?" ”

The four elves that flew out seemed to be flustered, and repeated in a thin voice:

"Can he see us?"

"Can he see us?"

"He can see us!"

“……”

The four elves seemed to be frightened, and they all flew up from him, plunged into the flower pot, and disappeared.

Sheng Hai: "......"

If it weren't for the experience of encountering ghosts last night and morning, he would definitely feel that the short moment just now was just an illusion caused by his tiredness.

He cautiously paid attention to the pots of flowers in front of him, and shouted in a low voice, "Hey, did you run out just now?" Are you flower elves? Don't be afraid of me......"

This time, no elf came out, only a few pots of flowers in front of Sheng Hai shrank and trembled, as if they were very scared.

Sheng Hai estimated that these little guys were probably very timid.

He sat back down.

From last night to now, he has encountered too many things, and too much beyond his cognition.

He had a whole bunch of questions to ask.

He believed that Ah Zhao could answer for himself.

At this time, he finally understood what Ah Zhao's sentence "You will come back to me" meant.

She already knew that she would be where she is today?

Why would she know?

Who is the owner of this ordinary-looking flower shop?

It was all too puzzling for him.

There is a faint fragrance in the store.

It's not an artificial perfume, and it doesn't seem to belong to any kind of floral scent.

Sheng Hai leaned his head back on the chair, and slowly closed his eyes in the quiet and peaceful fragrance.

This time, there were no ghosts or frightens in the dream, only an endless sea of flowers and sunshine.

When he fell asleep, the pots of flowers next to him suddenly trembled.

Between the branches and leaves, a few small figures suddenly appeared:

"He's asleep!"

"He's asleep!"

The elves flew out happily and landed on his shoulders and on top of his head, and one of the more daring ones even reached out curiously and touched his cheek.

Sheng Hai didn't know.

All he knew was that there was a pleasant singing voice in his dream, like a distant chant from the heavenly realm.

A smile unconsciously appeared on his lips, and he slept more soundly.

When Ah Zhao arrived, he saw such a scene.

But at a glance, she knew what was going on.

Looking at the elves in front of her, who seemed to have been caught, she stretched out her hand and nodded at them: "Naughty." ”

"Lord Zhao, Lord Zhao, this human being, I like it very much."

"But I still like Lord Zhao the most."

"I like it the most, I like Lord Azhao the most."

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