This is a team that only plays for one person.

This is a team that fights for one's wishes.

They didn't know each other before, but now they stand together.

Just for the desire of one person.

The dream of a child who has been dead for ten years.

The crowd was eerily quiet below.

At this time, Zhuo Zixuan finally realized that Mustard Boat brought him here just for this ball game.

A ball game that belongs to him.

He looked at the mustard boat in surprise, and then at the arena.

"Mustard-sama...... How did you do that? So that I don't have to be so ......."

Ghosts are almost not going to disturb the world.

This is the rule.

Mustard raised his eyebrows, "I didn't let it, it was organized by everyone on their own." I just heard the news when I was on a mission, so I brought you here. ”

Panic.

The face is not red, and the heart is not beating.

The kind that really doesn't jump.

……

"Ou Yo! The anchor lied, hahahahaha, the anchor actually lied! ”

"It's really not red, it's really a lie that doesn't beat your heart!"

"The little brother's eyes are red! Woo woo, so distressed, flower-like age. ”

……

The barrage finally became lively, and Mustard Boat found a place to stay there quietly, and Zhuo Zixuan kept running with the team excitedly.

He's a ghost anyway.

Nothing can be touched.

Mustard Boat aimed the live broadcast props at Zhuo Zixuan, and he opened the small book and floated to a corner of the stadium.

And in that corner, a little girl sits.

Her tears dripped across the screen.

But at this time, her mood was unusually good.

Mustard Zhou looked at her, then looked at the book in his hand, and counted the time, after this ball game, she was going to return to the underworld with her.

The brother and sister turned out to be all with her.

She pinched her eyebrows with a headache, and she had the feeling of being a child.

Because of Zhuo Zixuan's happiness, many water friends in the live broadcast room were infected, and even many friends who were sad saw such a broadcast.

I couldn't help but be happy.

More and more people are reposting Mustard's live broadcast room, and its popularity has long exceeded 100,000.

I remembered the previous task of propagating the prefectural policy.

Mustard Boat is still worried about how to publicize.

Someone suddenly asked a question in the live broadcast room.

……

"Alas, look, why is the anchor standing there?"

"Good fellows! Small book! (* ́罒'*)"

"Last time, the anchor took out a small notebook and said that this small notebook was used by Bai Wuchang to extradite the souls of the dead, so who is the person next to her?"

……

It turned out that when Zhuo Zixuan ran away with this group of people, the camera in the live broadcast room accidentally shone on the corner where the mustard boat was.

Sailors with special eyes immediately noticed the problem.

Even many sailors have begun to look back at that corner.

Zhuo Siya, who was hiding well, was suddenly stared at by a bunch of eyes and her scalp was numb.

She looked up mechanically.

I saw that everyone was not only looking at her, but also looking behind her.

She just came because she was crying, tears dripped on the screen, and she didn't see the barrage in the live broadcast room, so she was a little unclear.

"Isn't this girl Zhuo Siya!"

"Isn't this the little hero's sister!"

"Anchor! Think! ”

Seeing that everyone was looking here, the camera of the live broadcast returned to Mustard Zhou, and she shrugged her shoulders, "Are you really idle, isn't it good to watch the ball game?" ”

Life and death are predestined.

She also wanted to think twice, but if she thought twice, there would be other ghosts who would come and wait until the time and take her soul.

……

"Anchor, can you not take her away."

"My brother is great enough, and my sister has been donating to families who have also been in car accidents all these years, why are they all good people, but they don't live long (╥ω╥')"

"Sister Siya wants to live well and live with her brother's share!"

"Sister Siya won't leave so early, you are all such good people."

……

In the live broadcast room.

Everyone was praying silently.

Mustard Boat spoke: "Life and death are predestined, and I can't help you if you ask me." ”

It's time.

She will still not hesitate to take Zhuo Siya's soul away.

The mourning stick in your hand is ready, you just need to wait for the ball game to end.

She'll do it right away.

Zhuo Siya, who was on the side, looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and suddenly smiled, "Thank you." ”

She smiled so sadly and kept crying.

"I know that my body won't live long, I didn't expect it to be today, but it's good to be able to be taken to the underworld by my brother and Lord Impermanence!" Anyway, she has long missed her brother and her parents.

She is left with a sick seedling, and she is still alive in this world.

She was so tired, in fact, she had thought about suicide more than once.

But every time I want to commit suicide, my mind is the words of my brother before he died: "Sister, you have to live well, my brother will always be by your side." ”

The car accident.

Make her completely hopeless.

Zhuo Zixuan didn't know when, so he quietly came to Mustard Zhou's side, and behind Zhuo Siya, he hugged her.

"Sister."

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm here."

Just six words.

Zhuo Siya looked at her brother in the camera, still looking like a child.

She lowered her head and wept bitterly.

What to cry about.

She didn't know either.

The people in the live broadcast room watched this scene, and they didn't dare to watch it anymore, and the words of comfort were choked up in their mouths, but they couldn't say it.

I know when I die.

How else can I comfort it?

All the comfort, at this moment, pale in comparison.

They could only pray silently, praying that Zhuo Siya would live longer.

……

It turns out.

Prayer is useful.

Mustard watched the steady stream of prayer light pour into Zhuo Siya's body, she lowered her head and looked at the book again.

The column that originally stated the time of death today was 15:32:16 today, but now it is 4:05:44 on October 3, three years later.

She looked at the group.

He looked at Zhuo Siya again.

Finally, he looked at Zhuo Zixuan.

"Don't cry, your sister can't go back with you, let's watch your game." She put away the mourning stick, and was in a slightly better mood.

This kind of name change is not forcibly changed, this is the will of all the people.

It has nothing to do with her.

Zhuo Zixuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then raised his head to look at the mustard boat.

With some hesitant gaze, Mustard raised his eyebrows, and then nodded.

He suddenly went crazy!

"Impermanence! But really? Is it true that my sister's life has changed? He looked at the notebook in Mustard's hand and confirmed that the time had been extended.

He wept with joy.

Ghosts cry, but ghosts don't cry tears.

The ghost's tears are extremely precious.

Seeing this, Mustard Boat directly took out a porcelain vase, and the ghost tears were quite valuable.

"Thank you, Lord Impermanence! Thank you, Lord Impermanence! ”

"Don't thank me, you also saw this live broadcast room, thank you to this group of water friends in the live broadcast room, if it weren't for their prayers forming the will of the people, your sister would still be taken away by me."

She continued to hum the unknown tune, and floated to a stop in a good spot for watching the ball.

Leaving Zhuo Zixuan to thank everyone vigorously.