After the metaphysics boss dressed as a celebrity in the entertainment industry

The moment the lights came on, what Sister Shen first saw was the shocked face of the old man. The niece next to her held back tears and looked around excitedly.

Aites moved the chair back silently to make room for the two help-seekers. I believe they must have a lot of questions to ask Zhuzhu.

Zhuzhu's operation just now has already proved her strength.

To summon the undead, you can not only talk to him, but also instruct him to control the lights, which is not something ordinary people can do.

At least not in the first few seasons.

Sister Shen looked at the tears on the old man's face, bowed her head slightly to her, her voice was gentle, as if she was afraid of frightening her.

"Grandma, then I'll start?"

Before the old man could answer, the man next to him stopped doing it, and rushed up at once, angrily, as if he wanted to fight her.

"Start what, have you asked my opinion? Respect me, the dead, okay? I've been talking all day today, and I'm tired. I'll talk to you after I rest..."

Snapped!

The glow stick slammed on the table with a loud bang.

The old woman and Aites shivered in fright, seeing her complexion, they didn't dare to move.

The man in the car accident hugged his arms subconsciously, took a step back, blinked his eyes quickly, and when he spoke again, his confidence was reduced by half, and he was much more docile.

"Ahem, tell me, I'll cooperate. Just...can you give me a stool? They let me stand up front. I've been standing for a whole day, and my legs hurt..."

The man in the car accident was a little aggrieved. He rubbed his legs and swung his arms before. The psychics didn't understand what he meant.

Hey, the body is tired, and the heart is even more tired.

Sister Shen's right hand was still resting on the fluorescent stick, and she lightly touched the cold stick body with her fingertips, watching him raise her eyebrows.

The man in the car accident rubbed his arms: "Uh, I'm actually not that tired. I can stand up and float or something. I just see you are very good, so express my needs, and I will satisfy you. Will you? Well, this is up to you..."

……

Sister Shen remained silent, looked down, saw the wound on his leg caused by the car accident, finally sighed, and turned to look at Aites.

"Etes."

"Honey, do you need me to help you with something?"

Sister Shen pointed to the open space facing her: "His leg hurts, do we have any extra chairs, let him sit too."

Etus immediately made a gesture, and the assistant dragged himself back, and walked to the open space bravely, setting up the chairs.

What a strange thing, he has recorded so many "Psychic" with Etus, this is the first time he heard that souls of the dead also have to sit on chairs, this man is a man anyway, why is he so squeamish?

The man in the car accident stared, and was about to follow behind the assistant, waiting for the opportunity to give him a kick. Sister Shen glanced away from the corner of her eye and coughed lightly.

"Cough cough..."

"This kid scolded me, saying I'm squeamish. I just want to sit on a chair. Why am I so squeamish? Can't men sit on chairs? Besides, I'm still a minor. My birthday is only a month away. If you take it, you'll die." I'm underage, what's wrong with being coquettish?!"

The more he talked, the more angry he was, the man in the car accident stood where he was, turned around and yelled at the assistant's back.

"I'm squeamish, I'm sitting in your chair?! You wait for Ao boy, I will go to your house for a while, so as not to scare you into a sissy, I will take your surname from now on!"

It's too noisy, it's too noisy.

So much nonsense, does this guy have no friends in the underworld?

The words that have been saved for several years are all said today.

Sister Shen, the only one at the scene who could hear his voice, was already covering her head and sighing.

"You want a chair when there are no chairs, and you don't sit when there are chairs. Why are you so difficult to serve? Just like this light stick so much? Do you want to feel it again?"

The man in the car accident rubbed his throat, sat on the chair, crossed his legs, staggered, almost fell down.

At last it calmed down, after a long time of fuss, Sister Shen finally had time to talk to the old woman.

"Ordinary souls don't have leg pain."

Even if she was explaining to the man in the car accident, Sister Shen's eyes wandered to the side intentionally or unintentionally, the little assistant seemed to have noticed something, and immediately lowered her head, not daring to meet her gaze.

When the man in the car accident heard that Sister Shen was standing on his own, he immediately straightened his back and stiffened: "Tch, didn't you still scold me in your heart just now? Why don't you dare to lift your head now?"

Sister Shen took his voice as a foreign voice, and didn't respond at all, but concentrated on talking to the old woman.

"But your son died in a car accident, and something flew into his leg, causing him to be inconvenient to move now, and his leg hurts after standing for a long time."

Upon hearing this, the old woman immediately covered her mouth, and tears rolled down her eyes: "That's right, that's right. The car was seriously damaged at that time, and the brake pads were inserted into his legs."

Sister Shen looked at her, and couldn't bear to continue, but she had to tell her the truth: "It's not the brake pads."

"what?"

The old woman was stunned and didn't speak for a long time, and the niece next to her didn't react.

In the end, it was Etus who spoke and asked the question that was circling in everyone's mind: "It's not a brake pad, what is that?"

He basically knew very well that the first few people said it was brake pads.

"The brake pads were indeed inserted into his legs when the car accident happened, but this thing has been taken out before the burial. Things that have been taken out will not affect the dead soul."

After saying this, she paused to give everyone some buffer time before continuing: "So his leg hurts, which means that his leg..."

"Something hasn't been taken out, has it?"

"Yes."

The niece's eyes were red, but she was still suppressing her grief: "What is it? Can you tell us this?"

"It's a small colored stone, probably only as big as my little finger."

Sister Shen stretched out her hand to show it.

"Before the accident, he went to the beach and dug up a colorful stone, which he put into the right pocket of his trousers. When the accident happened, the brake pads pushed the stone into his leg, but you only took Came out the brake pads and left the stone in his leg."

……

"Is that so..." The old woman broke down in tears, "They just said that my son's leg has a problem, and we all thought it was the cause of the car accident, but we didn't expect it to be this..."

"As long as we reopen the coffin and take out the stone in his leg, will his leg not hurt anymore?"

Sister Shen was about to nod, but she heard the man in the car accident yelling beside her.

"No! Why is it so troublesome? The pain in my leg didn't affect me. At worst, I'll stop walking!"

Sister Shen glanced at him with a complicated expression, and a flash of understanding flashed in her eyes.

it is as expected.

The man in the car accident was startled suddenly, for some reason, he always felt that the woman in front of him already knew something.

But I didn't say anything. Could it be that she can read minds?

Even if you have the ability to read minds, you must have a heart, you are just a soul, where do you have a heart?

Forget it, don't scare yourself.

Thinking of this, the man in the car accident put aside the speculation in his mind, raised his head as if nothing had happened, and looked directly at Sister Shen.

Yes.

Sister Shen smiled, and looked back at the old woman: "Theoretically, as long as the stone is taken out, his legs won't hurt, but...he himself means that he doesn't want you to take it out. "

"Why?" asked the niece.

"Because that stone is very important to him, he would rather suffer than give up."

"Hey? I didn't say that, I didn't say that! Don't talk nonsense! You psychics don't seem to be able to talk nonsense, right?"

Sister Shen glanced at him lightly: "So if you take out the stone and put it in his hands, then he must be very happy."

The man in the car accident put away his arrogance just now, and said in a soft voice: "In this case, it's not impossible..."

Sure enough, he's underage, so it's hard to coax.

The old lady nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, I'll do it when I get back."

The previous psychics would describe her son's situation and use this method to gain her trust.Although the woman in front of her hasn't done this since entering the door, she trusts her inexplicably. She feels that her son is here, and she can really see her son.

"In that case, let me describe to you what I saw of him."

Aites finally breathed a sigh of relief, the topic went off track for almost half an hour, and Sister Shen finally started to go through the process.

Thankfully, although her methods are rather weird, she is back on track.

"His name is……"

As soon as Sister Shen paused, Etes's heart began to tremble.

There won't be any accidents again... Every time he gets to the part of Sister Shenzhu, he will cheer up for 12 points, he can't take it anymore!

"I really forgot to ask just now, what's your name?"

"William Kleist."

"What's your home address?"

"206 Blog Union Avenue, California, USA."

"How many people are in the family?"

"Me, Mom, two people, oh, maybe a stepfather, but they're not married yet."

"Where did you study?"

"Temple City High School."

"Who are you most afraid of?"

"Dad, Grandpa and Teacher Tary."

"Is there a girl you like?"

"No."

"What little cravings do you have in life?"

"What's your favorite food?"

"favourite colour?"

"Do you have the habit of keeping a diary?"

……

After a series of detailed questions, Aites was so shocked that he dared not speak.

The psychic in front of him was kind to the souls and had a gentle attitude. Why did he feel like he was interrogating a prisoner when he arrived at Sister Shen's place?So many questions, will the soul answer her?

It should be...

Looking at her, the soul seems to be her good brother. Such a relaxed posture has never appeared on other people.

On the other side, Sister Shen is still chasing after the victory.

"Do you like spicy food?"

"like."

"What's your favorite dessert?"

"Strawberry Cheese."

"Who did you spend your first night with?"

"tower……"

As soon as Kleist answered one word, he immediately realized something was wrong: "Don't try to deceive me, no!"

"Miss, my son is not yet an adult, he probably won't..."

"He has already had a relationship with someone he likes. This stone is the gift she wants to give to him. If the lady can take a look at this stone with her own eyes, I believe he will be very happy."

"Then, please ask me who this person is? I will definitely invite her over!"

Sister Shenzhu just nodded when she heard Kleist retort next to her: "I don't have anyone I like, I've always been single, and I haven't had a relationship with anyone. I think the stone looks good, so I plan to collect it. In this world There is no such person as you mentioned!"

The more explanations, the more flaws.

Sister Shen looked at him helplessly, "I am helping you to fulfill your wish. As a soul, you have been wandering in the world, and it is of no benefit to you, nor is it to the person you like. Taking advantage of this Is it okay to go to reincarnation if you want to do it once?"

"not good!"

Kleist is so stubborn that he doesn't even want to communicate with her anymore.

"I have nothing to say to you. Anyway, that person doesn't exist. If you want to make it up, just make it up!"

Sister Shen frowned: "Why are you so stubborn? Do you have to call someone over to tell the truth?"

"Oh! You shout, who have I been afraid of for so many years! It is no exaggeration to tell you that I am familiar with people in the underworld. If you call over an emissary from the underworld, we can still chat together. I am afraid You! You can call whoever you want..."

Jingle bells, the sound of copper plates.

"Dad, Grandpa, Teacher Tary... how are you hahahaha! Long time no see hahahahaha! I'm so lucky to meet you here hahahaha!"?