Chapter 985: On the tip of the Lu family's second master's heart, there is a sweetheart hidden 34
Ah Zhao smiled with satisfaction, picked up the water cup and took a sip, the sweetness of the nectar was just right.
Ah Zhao ordered something delicious and began to answer Sheng Hai's question.
"What do you want to ask?"
Sheng Hai opened his mouth and closed it again.
There were so many things he wanted to ask that he didn't know which one to start with for a moment.
After thinking about it, he said: "I saw ghosts last night, and I didn't sleep all night, and I saw them during the day today, and no one can see them except me." β
He looked at Ah Zhao: "I guess I'm different from others, why can I see these things?" You already know why, right? β
Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked myself to apprentice so early.
Ah Zhao thought for a moment and felt that this apprentice was quite smart.
She and Sheng Hai briefly introduced the innate spirit body.
After finishing speaking, Sheng Hai looked at her blankly: "So, what am I the one, the innate spirit body?" β
Ah Zhao nodded.
Sheng Hai looked down at himself, everything was ordinary.
If you have to say anything different from others, it's at most a little more handsome than ordinary people.
But what kind of innate spirit body, if you put it in it, it's the exclusive configuration of the protagonist!
However, Sheng Hai remembered the male ghost with glasses last night, and the female ghost in today's classroom......
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Sheng Hai continued to ask, "Then, who are you?" This florist ...... And what does it do? β
At this time, of course, he will no longer be naΓ―ve to think that this flower shop is really just an ordinary flower shop.
"What do I do?"
Ah Zhao looked around at the entire flower shop: "People like me have a title in the industry, called psychic." As for this flower shop, of course, it sells flowers. β
"Selling flowers?" Sheng Hai was skeptical.
Ah Zhao nodded: "It's indeed selling flowers." β
"It's just that it's not ordinary flowers that are sold, and the customers who buy flowers aren't ordinary people."
Sheng Hai thought of something, he stretched out his hand and pointed to a few pots of flowers on the side: "Guest, is it like this?" β
"Flower elves?" Ah Zhao nodded, "Yes." β
Yes, including this.
Not exactly.
This is Sheng Hai's understanding.
His voice was a little harsh: "So, the kind I saw last night and today, is it also your guest?" β
Ah Zhao smiled mysteriously: "Of course, this is the largest proportion of guests." β
Sheng Hai's eyes darkened.
Sheng Hai kind of wanted to go back.
It was getting dark.
Zhang Luo doesn't work the night shift, he gets off work early, and only Ah Zhao and him are left in the store.
"Psychic, what the hell do you do?"
Ah Zhao heard her question, thought for a while, and said, "Normal people, unless they are revenged by powerful ghosts, they can't see ghosts." However, there are many undead, and they can't let go of the people who were alive. β
She pointed to herself: "Psychic, as the name suggests, can be psychic, can communicate with the undead, convey their wishes, and even fulfill their last wishes. β
Sheng Hai: "So noble? β
Ah Zhao glanced at him: "Of course it's paid." β
"What's the pay?" Sheng Hai is really a little curious, do you want to find a ghost and ask for payment?
"It's up to the individual to get paid. Some people will ask for real money and wealth, some people will ask ghosts to help them do things, and some people like to collect strange things......"
"You ......" Sheng Hai wanted to ask you what kind of reward you wanted.
But he was interrupted by the sound of wind chimes ringing at the door.
As the wind chimes entered the door, there was also a cold wind that pierced through the hall.
Sheng Hai shook his spirit.
When he looked up, he shuddered.