Yan Luoluo: "Those are heroic spirits. They did many good deeds during their lifetime, so they have merit. Although they are just ordinary ghosts, ordinary evil ghosts cannot get close to them."
"There are many of you who have merit and virtue. I chose to let you practice the ghost-catching technique in the third game. It can be said that you made a good move by mistake."
Everyone was pleasantly surprised and asked themselves if they had merit.
Yan Luoluo smiled and shook his head: "It cannot be said that merit is a good thing, and these evil people can take it away. If that kind of existence takes away your merit, they will not let you go.
A life-threatening outcome."
Everyone still had a lot of questions they wanted to ask, but unfortunately Yan Luoluo didn't want to say more on this topic and didn't give them a chance to ask, so he took the lead to step forward and talk to one of the heroic spirits.
"Are you from the third game?"
This heroic spirit had already seen the arrival of their group, and when he saw the people in the third round, he was a little excited, but also a little disappointed.
Yan Luoluo had noticed him a long time ago. Although it was a question, he was actually very sure.
He was shocked to see Yan Luoluo talking to him. After so many years, someone could finally see him.
He almost cried: "Can you see me?"
Yan Luoluo was accustomed to his nonsense, and many ghosts with unfulfilled wishes had this reaction.
But with so many people present, she gave a different answer for the first time: "Not just me, they, and those in the third game can see you. If you have any wishes, you can tell them."
The heroic spirit and everyone in the third round looked at each other without any conversation, everything was said in silence.
He finally cried, no one urged him, and the eleven living people waited quietly.
While sobbing, he said regretfully: "I just want to apologize to our boss. If I hadn't been careless, he wouldn't have lost his legs."
An old employee in the third game exclaimed: "You are Lu Caixiao!"
As soon as these words came out, Lu Caixiao cried even louder.
Others threw their daggers at the speaker: If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!
More and more ghosts were attracted by the cries. Qi Huaisong's eyes twitched. It was a shame to be thrown into the world of ghosts.
He said angrily: "Miao Zhongxuan! Go comfort him."
"Yes!" Miao Zhongxuan responded with a conditioned reflex, but then made a sad face. He didn't know how to comfort people.
After thinking for a long time, Miao Zhongxuan stepped forward and shouted: "Stop crying, you are still not a man!"
Well, Lu Caixiao finally calmed down, but when he was stimulated by his words, he cried again.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I am a ghost now...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Some onlookers whispered: "This is really a sad story."
People with extraordinary hearing:...
Yan Luoluo had a headache. He originally thought that since they were working for the country, they would be easier to talk to and safer. Who would have thought that such a farce would happen.
It's not surprising that Lu Caixiao cried. After all, after holding it in for so long, he was finally able to talk to a living person. It was also strange that he was being stimulated all the time.
Everyone had no choice but to wait for him to finish crying first.
After calming down and talking, everyone understood that he was still obsessed with apologizing to his boss in person.
Qi Huaisong asked Miao Zhongxuan to solve the problem. Miao Zhongxuan called and asked for the number. After making two or three calls, he finally got the number of Lu Caixiao and his boss.
Miao Zhongxuan and Lu Caixiao each nodded, took a deep breath, and dialed the phone.
"Hello……"
A man's voice came from the other end of the phone. He was drowsy and seemed to have fallen asleep.
"Well, good evening, leader. I am Miao Zhongxuan from the special team of the Youhai City Branch in the third round."
"What's up?"
"Our special team is currently performing a special mission..."
Having said this, Miao Zhongxuan paused, obviously not knowing how to introduce the current situation.
Lu Caixiao, the boss, obviously didn't expect that the other party would call him in the middle of the night and tell him that they were performing a special mission.
Then he realized that their communication tonight must be kept confidential.
"Then what...I'll let him tell you himself."
After Miao Zhongxuan finished speaking, Lu Caixiao's boss heard that he seemed to be communicating with someone over there: "You can just tell him directly."
Then there was a moment of silence. It should be that the person he was talking about said something, but he did not hear the sound. After a while, he heard the voice of a little girl.
"Okay, so he can hear it."
Yan Luoluo's fingers glowed with golden light and he tapped on Miao Zhongxuan's cell phone.
Lu Caixiao's boss was full of questions: How could there be a little girl when performing special tasks?
There was another moment of silence, and then he heard a slightly familiar voice calling him boss, but the voice was choked and he didn't recognize who it was.
Seeing that the other party stopped talking, he had no choice but to say: "You used to be on our team? Speak carefully. When did I teach you to cry and talk at the same time?"
Lu Caixiao took a deep breath and said, "Boss, I am Lu Caixiao."
Boss Lu Caixiao recognized that it was Lu Caixiao's voice, but the latter had been dead for two years. He just thought it was a prank and that the other party was imitating the voice of a deceased person, which made him very angry.
"You called me in the middle of the night to stage such a farce for me? Who is the boss of your special team? Ask him to discipline you brats!"
The five young men in the third game all looked at each other in confusion. Obviously they did not expect that the other party would not believe it. For a moment, they looked at Yan Luoluo at a loss.
Yan Luoluo smiled and said: "It's hard to believe it for anyone who has seen it with their own eyes, let alone just making a phone call."
Chi Zhengxue whispered: "Should we go directly to his house? Or pick him up?"
Yan Luoluo glanced at Chi Zhengxue and made a gesture to shut up.
Yan Luoluo: "I won't give you any tips. You can figure it out on your own."
The five friends are also thinking about how to deal with it more appropriately if they encounter such a situation.
Qi Huaisong also smiled and said nothing. Three weeks ago, when he first came into contact with ghosts, he did not directly believe what he saw, but Yan Luoluo gave him enough time to digest and accept it.
Judging from this, the way this little girl handles things is much more mature than these rough guys who only know how to fight.
Yan Luoluo would definitely feel guilty if she knew what Qi Huaisong was thinking. Her way of handling things was much simpler and more crude than this.
Most of the ghosts didn't dare to say anything when they saw her, and those who dared to make demands would be knocked unconscious and collected. Who would have the patience to fulfill their wishes?
When she comes into contact with living people, she finds it troublesome and usually accepts them if they like them, and rejects them if they don't.