Chapter 985

Ah Zhao smiles with satisfaction and takes a sip of the water cup. The sweetness of the nectar is just right.

A Zhao ordered some delicious food and began to answer Sheng Hai's question.

"What do you want to ask?"

Sheng Hai opened his mouth and closed it again.

He wanted to ask so many things that he didn't know which one to start from.

After thinking about it, he said, "I saw the ghost last night and didn't sleep all night. I saw it in the daytime today. No one can see them except me."

He looked at a Zhao: "I guess I'm different from others. Why can I see these things? You already know why, don't you? "

Otherwise, I would not have asked myself to become a teacher so early.

A Zhao thought for a moment and thought that the apprentice was quite clever.

She and Sheng Hai briefly introduced the innate spirit.

After saying that, Sheng Hai looked at her blankly: "so, what am I, congenital spirit body?"

A Zhao nods.

Sheng Hai looks down at himself, everything is ordinary.

If you have to say something different from others, it is just a little bit more handsome than ordinary people.

But what kind of innate spirit body, if put in the novel, proper is the protagonist exclusive configuration ah!

However, Sheng Hai remembers the man with glasses last night and the girl ghost of learning to be a bully in the classroom today

#I don't want to be the hero of the film:) #

Sheng Hai continues to ask, "well, who are you? This Florist What do you do? "

At this time, of course, he would not think that this Florist was really just an ordinary florist.

"What do I do?"

A Zhao looked around the whole flower shop and said, "I have a title in the industry, which is called psychic. As for this florist, it sells flowers

"Selling flowers?" Sheng Hai expressed doubts.

Ah Zhao nodded: "it's really selling flowers."

"It's just that they don't sell ordinary flowers, and the customers who buy them are not ordinary people."

Sheng Hai thought of some aspects, and he pointed to several pots of flowers on the edge: "guest, is it like this?"

"Flower fairy?" Ah Zhao nodded, "yes."

Yes, including this.

Not all of them.

This is Shenghai's understanding.

His voice was a little difficult: "so, the kind I saw last night and today, is it your guest?"

A Zhao mysterious smile: "of course, this is the largest proportion of guests."

Sheng Hai's eyes were black.

Sheng Hai wants to go back.

It's getting dark.

Zhang Luo doesn't work night shift. She leaves work early, and only a Zhao and he are left in the shop.

"What do you do, psychic?"

A Zhao heard her question, thought for a moment, and said, "normal people, unless they are avenged by fierce ghosts, they can't see ghosts. However, there are a lot of undead who can't let go of the people who lived before their lives. "

She pointed to herself: "psychics, as the name suggests, can communicate with the dead, convey their wishes, and even fulfill their last wishes."

Sheng Hai: "so noble?"

A Zhao glanced at him: "of course, it is paid."

"What's the reward?" Sheng Hai is really curious. Does he want to find a ghost for reward?

"it depends on the individual. Some people want real money and wealth, some people want ghosts to help themselves, some people like to collect strange things... "

"You..." Sheng Hai wants to ask what kind of reward you want.

But the wind chime at the door interrupted him.

As the wind chimed in, there was a cold wind in the hall.

Sheng Hai excites Lingling to shiver.

As soon as he looked up, he was shaking with fear.