Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

A Zhao smiled satisfied, took a sip of the cup and the sweetness of the nectar was just right.

Ah Zhao ordered some delicious food and began to answer the question of the high seas.

“What do you want to ask? ”

Shenghai opened his mouth and closed it again.

There was so much he wanted to ask, he didn't know which opening to start with for a while.

Thinking about it, he said, "I saw ghosts last night, I haven't slept all night, I saw them today, no one can see them except me. ”

He looked at Azhao and said, "I guess I'm different. Why can I see these things? You knew why, didn't you? ”

Otherwise, you wouldn't have made yourself a worshipper that early.

Zhao thought about it and thought the apprentice was quite smart.

She and Shenghai briefly introduced the congenital body.

After that, the sea stared at her, “So, what am I, the innate spirit? ”

A Zhao nodded.

Shenghai looked down at himself and everything was normal.

You have to say something different, at best it's just a little more handsome than ordinary people.

But if you put it in a novel, it's the main character's own configuration!

Yet Shenghai remembers the glasses guy last night, and the Sliterary Girl in the classroom today...

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

Shenghai continued, “So, who are you? What does this florist do? ”

By this time, of course, he will no longer think that this florist is really just an ordinary florist.

“What do I do? ”

A Zhaohuan looked at the whole flower shop: “People like me have a title in the industry called psychic. As for the flower shop, of course it's for sale. ”

“Selling flowers?” The high seas express doubts.

A Zhao nodded: “It is indeed selling flowers. ”

“It's not just ordinary flowers, it's the customers who buy flowers, it's not just ordinary people. ”

Sheng Hai thought of certain aspects, and he reached out and pointed at several pots of flowers on the edge of his finger: "Guests, is this like it? ”

“The flower elf?” Ah Zhao nodded, "Yes. ”

Yes, include this.

Not all of them.

This is the understanding of the sea.

His voice was a little harsh: "So, the kind I saw last night and today, is it your guest too? ”

Azhao smiled mysteriously: "Of course, this is the most important guest. ”

The sea is dark in front of you.

Shenghai kind of wants to go back.

It's getting dark.

Zhang Lo doesn't work nights. He leaves early. Zhao and he are the only ones left in the store.

“Psychic, what exactly do you do? ”

Zhao heard her question and thought about it. “Normal people cannot see ghosts unless they are avenged by powerful ghosts. But there are also many dead spirits who can't let go of their lives. ”

She refers to herself: “Psychics, by definition, can be psychic, can communicate with dead spirits, convey their will, and even fulfill their will. ”

Shenghai: “So noble? ”

A Zhao glanced at him: “Of course there is a reward. ”

“What reward?” Sheng Hai is really a little curious, do you want to get paid for ghosts?

“Whatever the reward is depends on the individual. Some people want real money, some people want ghosts to help themselves, some people like to collect strange things...”

“You...” Sheng Hai asked what you were paid for.

But the wind chimes at the door interrupted him.

As the wind chimes entered the door, there was also a cold breeze through the hall.

The Spirit of the Sea shook a chill.

He looked up and shook a shake.