Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

A Zhao was satisfied with a smile, took a drink from the cup, and the sweetness of the nectar was just right.

Azhao is delicious, and began to answer the questions of Shenghai.

"What do you want to ask?"

Sheng Hai opened his mouth and closed it.

He wanted to ask too many things, and he didn’t know which opening to take first.

After thinking about it, he said: "I saw the ghost last night, didn't sleep for one night, and I saw it during the day. No one can see them except me."

He looked at Azhao: "I guess I am different from others. Why can I see these things? You already know why?"

Otherwise, I will not let myself apprentice so early.

A Zhao thought for a moment and thought that this apprentice was quite smart.

She and Sheng Hai briefly introduced the innate spirit.

After that, Sheng Hai looked at her with amazement: "So, what am I, what is the innate spirit?"

Azhao nodded.

Shenghai looked down at himself and everything was normal.

If you want to say something different from others, then at most it is a little more handsome than ordinary people.

But what kind of congenital spirit, if placed in the novel, is the exclusive configuration of the protagonist!

However, Sheng Hai remembered the glasses man ghost last night, and the literary genre ghost in the classroom today...

#I don't want to be the actor of this spiritual film:)#

Shenghai continued to ask: "So, who are you? This flower shop... what is it doing?"

At this time, of course, he will not naively think that this flower shop is really just a general flower shop.

"What am I doing?"

Azhao looked around the whole flower shop: "I am a person like this, there is a title in the industry called a psychic. As for this flower shop, of course, it is selling flowers."

“Selling flowers?” Sheng Hai expressed doubts.

Azhao nodded: "It is indeed selling flowers."

"It’s just that you don’t sell ordinary flowers. The customers who buy flowers are not ordinary people.”

Sheng Hai thought of some aspects. He pointed his finger at the few potted flowers on the side: "Guest, is this like this?"

"Flower Elf?" Azhao nodded, "Yes."

Yes, include this.

Not at all.

This is the understanding of Shenghai.

His voice is a bit difficult: "So, what kind of guest I saw last night and today, is it your guest?"

Azhao mysteriously smiled: "Of course, this is the largest proportion of guests."

Shenghai is black in front of his eyes.

Shenghai wants to go back a bit.

The sky is already dark.

Zhang Luo is not on the night shift. She got off work early, and only Azhao and him were left in the store.

"Psychic, what exactly is it?"

A Zhao heard her questioning and thought about it and said: "Normal people, unless they are revenged by the devil, or they can't see the ghost. However, there are many undead, and people can't let go of their lives."

She pointed to herself: "Psychic, as the name suggests, can be psychic, can communicate with the undead, convey their wishes, and even complete their will."

Sheng Hai: "So noble?"

A Zhao took a look at him: "Of course it is paid."

"What compensation?" Sheng Hai is really a bit curious, is it necessary to find a ghost to pay?

"What kind of reward is to look at the individual. Some people will have real money wealth, some people want ghosts to help themselves, and some people like to collect strange things..."

"You..." Sheng Hai wants to ask you what you want to pay.

The wind bell that sounded at the door interrupted him.

As the wind slammed into the door, there was a cold wind that passed through the hall.

Shenghai’s spirited spirit shuddered.

As soon as he looked up, he was scared.