Chapter 969

He said, and then looked at a Zhao: "how do you know?"

After asking him, he felt that the question was stupid. This is a master, an expert!

How can you not know?

A Zhao gently smile: "a few guests, let's go to the yard to chat."

She got up first and walked back. Several people hesitated and followed her.

Walk out of the back door of the florist's shop, and your sight will be bright.

Several people are in front of a light, did not expect this small flower shop behind, unexpectedly still have a hole in the sky.

This is not a small courtyard, the east side is a flower trellis, covered with some plant vines, open purple flowers, under the table and chair, is obviously a good place to rest.

On the right is a glass flower house. Through the transparent wall, you can see all kinds of beautiful flowers planted in it. Although Shenghai few people don't know much about flowers, they can also see that there are extraordinary varieties, and even some plants should not be flowering in this season.

A Zhao's mystical level in their hearts soared.

A Zhao asked them to sit down under the flower trellis and poured each one a cup of tea.

I don't know what kind of tea it is. I just feel the smell of it. After a sip of tea, the whole person is at peace.

A Zhao also sat down, and then slowly said, "how do I know? Not long after I got home last night, Uncle Wang told me that a few young children had gone down the dark lane and met with ghosts attacking the wall. "

Several people were confused. What kind of Uncle Wang Who is it again?

Haley asked the question.

As soon as the words came out, a Zhao looked at them playfully.

His eyes swept over several faces and finally landed on Cheng Zi and Wen Hua.

"They didn't see anyone, you two." She pointed to Cheng Zi and Wen Hua, "it should be very clear."

Cheng Zi and Wen Hua looked at each other, puzzled: "we know what we don't know, Uncle Wang..."

Cheng Zi's words suddenly stopped, and the voice seemed to be stuck.

He suddenly remembered that in the picture sent to him by the two psychic forum editors, the old man who had jumped off a building and died was Wang.

It's not what he thinks, is it?

He opened his eyes and looked at ah Zhao in disbelief: "that, that Uncle Wang..."

A Zhao nodded: "last night, I reminded you not to walk in the alley. You must not listen to me and hit something unclean. But for Uncle Wang's help, do you think you could come out so soon? "

Cheng Zi:

Others:.... "

Wen Hua was stunned and asked, "no, I'm a little confused. Let me smooth it. So, Uncle Wang is the ghost that Cheng Zi and I saw in the alley last night Uncle? He didn't kill us, he saved us? "

A Zhao asked curiously, "what did he do to you?"

What she said was too natural, and several people were stunned.

Or psychic editor short hair girl first reaction: "he is not a ghost?"

"Isn't a ghost harmful?"

Yes, some people think so.

Isn't ghost meant to harm people?

in their cognition, people and ghosts are always antagonistic.

A Zhao sneered: "who told you that ghosts are to harm people?"

"A few people chat up to say:" the supernatural novel read. "

"Have you ever seen ghosts? Have you ever seen ghosts do harm to people? "

Several people thought about it for a while and thought that it should not be.