I am the patron saint of the human race

Following Su He's order, all the people walked into the scene ahead one after another with surprise, while Su He was still waiting outside quietly.

Yang Qihuan, who just entered the scene, glanced suspiciously around the pitch-black surroundings, a chill eroded his body, and then shivered slightly involuntarily.

After they entered it, there was no weak light source for them to thread. After finding a place at random, Yang Qihuan took out the needle and thread in his hand and began to thread.

"It's not difficult at all." Yang Qihuan said in a low voice.

But when he was busy with the movements in his hands, a white-robed ghost covered in green light quietly approached him, and then lay on his body.

All of a sudden, Yang Qihuan felt that his back was as heavy as Mount Tai, and his tall and straight body was bent down because of the weight of the ghost on his back.

The cold air made his back cold, and his neck was like a rusty machine, unable to move at all.

Yang Qihuan turned his head with difficulty and looked at his shoulder. His hair was swaying faintly like withered grass, his face was white and cold, and his head with pale eyes hung on it.

A sticky tongue sticks out to lick the base of his ear.

"Ghost." Yang Qihuan said with white and trembling lips, it was the first time for Yang Qihuan to have such an intimate contact with a ghost, but he definitely didn't want to do it for the second time.

Yang Qihuan wanted to run, but his body seemed to be frozen, he couldn't move at all, he swallowed hard, closed his eyes quickly, not daring to look at his shoulder
He felt that this must be an illusion. The place where they were training was a secret base of the country. How could there be ghosts appearing.

"Illusion, it must be an illusion." Yang Qihuan said in a low voice, but when he opened his eyes and looked at his shoulder again, that terrifying and cold ghost head was still there.

This is not an illusion!
Yang Qihuan wanted to raise his legs and run, but he couldn't move a bit.

"Jie Jie Jie, kid, you can't move, you won't be able to move even if you are entangled with me." The ghost on the shoulder said coldly.

"You, what do you want to do?" Resisting the fear in his heart, Yang Qihuan said tremblingly.

"Hey, do you want to thread? I won't make it difficult for you, as long as you can thread all the needles and threads within 10 minutes, I will let you go." Soul said with a smile uglier than crying.

"Really, really." Yang Qihuan said, swallowing.

Then with trembling hands, he took the needle and thread in his hands and started threading. Because of the fear in his heart, Yang Qihuan's hands trembled very much, and after half a minute, he still hadn't threaded a thread.

The more he didn't dress well, the more nervous Yang Qihuan became, and he couldn't help being angry at his uselessness.

"Hey, kid, it's been a minute, you haven't put on any of them, you better don't wear them, let me play with you." At this time, the ghost said with a sinister smile.

Hearing the ghost's words, Yang Qihuan became even more frightened. As elites in the army, they have a strong ability to control their emotions. Now facing the ghost is just a moment of panic. After several deep breaths, Yang Qihuan's heart was agitated. Fear is suppressed.

Holding a needle and thread in his hand, Yang Qihuan began to fade the ghost behind him in his heart, no longer disturbing his mind too much, and then began to thread the thread.

Su He was tall and straight, standing outside, waiting for them. From time to time, horrified screams came from the haunted house, and there were already several people standing behind him with their heads bowed.

These people were not frightened by the ghosts and ran out by themselves, thus losing their qualifications for the next training.

Just after 10 minutes, Yang Qihuan was overjoyed to see all the needles and threads in his hands, but he still restrained the fear in his heart.

Turning his head and looking over his shoulder, there was no ghost anymore, he let out a sigh of relief, and then walked outside.

A few people stood sparsely beside Su He, Yang Qihuan handed over the needle and thread in his hand to Su He for inspection, then Su He nodded in satisfaction, signaling him to return to the team, Su He continued to stand aside, waiting for others.

Half an hour later, all the people had come out of the haunted house, and after some inspection, only 20 people passed the level.

Su He turned around and looked at those who did not meet the standard, and said, "Unfortunately, you did not meet the standard, so the subsequent training has nothing to do with you."

After finishing speaking, Su He took the ghosts back, left the training room on his own, and went home.

The faces of those who have not passed the training are ugly, but there is no way to do it. Su He has the final say here, even if they have big grievances, it is useless.

After returning to the residence, Li Qingxin hugged Su He and complained about being bored at home every day, and wanted to go out for a walk, but Su He reluctantly agreed to her request.

Su He took the two of them to a bar in the capital, where there were scattered figures and it was very noisy.

"Hey, brother-in-law, tell me, if I suddenly float in the sky, will everyone here be scared." Li Qingxin said with a smile.

For Li Qingxin's words, Su He was very helpless, but he was also used to her mischief.

"Be careful, you will fall on these people like this, don't be naughty." Sitting on the side, Li Qingling said in a low voice, her words were full of reproaches.

Although Li Qingxin was mischievous, she was still a little afraid of her sister, she shrank her neck, and then sat beside Su He and hugged Su He.

After experiencing the separation of the two sisters, Li Qingxin seemed to be very dependent on Su He, and would hug Su He wherever he went, probably because of the ghostly aura on Su He.

At this moment, a man in a pink suit and pink leather shoes walked up to the booth, and then went directly to Li Qingling's side.

Before Li Qingling could react, he directly grabbed Li Qingling's hand and said, "This beautiful lady, your temperament deeply attracts me, can I have a drink and have a good night together."

The sudden appearance of this man in pink made Li Qingling unable to react for a while, but Li Qingxin reacted quickly.He stepped forward and slapped the man's hand away, then pulled Li Qingling to Su He's side, and looked at the man in pink with unkind eyes.

"You apprentice, what are you doing? You're dressed so coquettishly, you can't be the bartender boy." Li Qingxin said in a bad manner.

Only then did Li Qingling come to his senses, his face turned pale, and he looked at Su He nervously.

Su He looked a little unhappy, and looked at the man coldly.

"It's not impossible for you to treat me as a wine companion, so would you two beautiful ladies, would you like to have a drink with me?" The man in pink continued to speak gently without being annoyed.

The people around also saw what happened here, but when they saw the man in pink, they all walked away from it.