ordinary god

Not finding Han Xin, Lin Su had to go back to the rental house first.

It is not easy to be a priest these days, among them, the god of death and the god of decline have to wait for the service satisfaction scores given to human beings after death. Generally speaking, most of them are 0 points. After all, no one wants to die, and no one wants to be unlucky.

Fortunately, even if humans score 0 points, there are other comprehensive considerations in the overall priesthood evaluation, so although some fragile gods will be hit because the service recipients are not satisfied with the service, most gods can still laugh it off .

It’s just that some human souls still make complaints before reincarnation, such as dying too painfully, too ugly; or being unlucky in front of a sweetheart who loses face, unlucky in front of old enemies and being ridiculed, etc. These complaints will be included in the evaluation In the report, compared with satisfaction scores, these complaints are the real headaches for the clergy.

So in the past few years, some seminars have been added to the courses of the seminary, such as: how to make the death of the client less uncomfortable; how to integrate environmental factors and humanely make the client unlucky, and so on.

There were wailings in seminary forums, how difficult it is to be a god.

In comparison, the subjects of ordinary gods are much simpler.

Lin Su went around in circles in the room. He finally found a suitable client, but the client was not interested. If he couldn't convince the client, he really had no choice but to give up.

He is really unwilling to give up on him now, he is not a person who gives up easily, besides, he has to finish pretending to be forced to kneel and cry.

"Brother," Axiu said softly, swaying her body in the wind, "What's on your mind?"

"Huh?" Lin Su sighed, and sat on the floor by the window, "Yes, there are too many."

"Does God have troubles too?"

"Of course." Lin Su smiled, "As long as it exists, there will be troubles."

"But Axiu doesn't have one." Axiu shook Ye Zi, "Then Axiu doesn't exist?"

"No," Lin Su touched Axiu's leaves, and the tip of the leaves curled up slightly, and he squeezed Lin Su back. Lin Su felt warm and said with a smile, "Axiu is so innocent, this is the best."

"Really?" Axiu laughed happily, "That brother must be innocent too!"

Lin Su hummed and stopped talking.

Lin Su didn't go to Wang Xiaoming, although he really wanted to see him, that was his first client, someone he found with great difficulty, it felt like first love, not seeing each other every day, always restless and restless .

He doesn't want to be hated by Wang Xiaoming, and he doesn't want to be ignored by Wang Xiaoming. He wants to be like a god of luck, to make his clients smile every day and be happy for his own arrival, instead of...

Lin Su stayed at home for three days, and couldn't sit still anymore, so he went to the seminary to find the principal.

The headmaster had a headache when he saw him: "You don't want to pass the assessment, what are you wasting your time here?"

"I don't want to either." Lin Su sighed, pulled up a chair and sat down, "Principal, I have doubts."

"If you have doubts, go to the church." The headmaster lowered his head and wrote the document, not wanting to talk to him. "Do you still need me to teach you?"

"The church can't solve my doubts."

"Fart," said the headmaster without looking up, "the gods of salvation in the church are all from experience."

Lin Su said dejectedly: "I found a client, but he didn't like me and drove me away."

The principal raised his head in surprise: "Found it?!"

"Ah."

The principal put down his pen with a look of relief: "That's great, what are you still doing here? Go build a relationship with him."

"I said...he drove me away."

"So you're leaving?"

Lin Su flattened his mouth.

The principal shook his head: "Fortunately, you are still the No.1 graduate."

Lin Su rolled his eyes: "I am the only student in ordinary majors."

The principal said: "Go to the god of decline, the god of death, and ask how they were driven away, how they were hated, how they persisted, how did you persist? Hmm?"

Lin Su froze for a moment, then slapped his knees and stood up: "It makes sense!"

But before Lin Su had time to find someone, the connection he established with Wang Xiaoming was suddenly touched.

Lin Su paused in a hurry, stood there and frowned.

This is……?

Wang Xiaoming has been very unlucky recently. Ever since he knew his destiny was doomed, he has no hope and motivation to do anything. Maybe no matter how hard he tries, he can only get into a decent school; maybe no matter how hard he works, he can only graduate. Be a small employee who can't get up and down.

Such a future has no meaning, and I have been inexplicably deprived of the right to compete, and it seems that I don't even have the qualifications to participate in friendship.

Why is it just yourself?

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help not thinking about it, and the more he thought about it, the more troubled he became.

I can't do anything smoothly, I can wrestle when I walk, I can overturn the soup bowl when I eat, the person I have a crush on has a smooth relationship with the little girlfriend in the barber shop, I don't know why I vomit all over the floor during the morning meeting, and I lose face to the Pacific Ocean.

The results of the monthly exam were not satisfactory, and he was hit in the face by a basketball while passing by the playground. When he went to the infirmary and ran into his crush and his little girlfriend hiding behind the infirmary, it was a double blow.

He thought of Lin Su, was it because he chased away the ordinary gods and met the bad gods again?

He looked around, but saw nothing, and his heart became more anxious.

When Lin Su rushed over, a flower pot fell from the window of the girls' dormitory, and it was about to hit Wang Xiaoming. Lin Su didn't have time to think about it, so he rushed down and hugged Wang Xiaoming, and the flower pot fell on Lin Su On the shoulder, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The girl upstairs screamed and hurried down to apologize.

Wang Xiaoming was still in a daze, the girl called him several times before he waved his hand: "It's okay...don't put the flowerpot in such a dangerous place in the future."

The girl couldn't see Lin Su, so she hesitated before saying, "I feel like the flower pot... bounced off before it touched you?"

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoming said hurriedly, "I don't know what's going on, it's probably the wind."

girl:"……"

Wang Xiaoming left in a hurry, and when he returned to the dormitory, he was sure that there was no one in the dormitory, so he hurriedly wanted to pull Lin Su over to have a look, but he was afraid of hurting him, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he felt guilty and blamed himself: " Sorry, are you okay? Where did you hit it? Does it hurt?"

Lin Su waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, our robes are invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, didn't I say that?"

Wang Xiaoming saw that there was no pain on his face, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the chair with his feet weak: "What's going on? I've been very unlucky recently. Didn't you say that I have nothing to do with luck, and it has nothing to do with disasters?" ?”

"That's how it is..." Lin Su said, looking out of the window with complicated eyes.

Wang Xiaoming suspiciously followed him and turned his head to look. Before, he couldn't see anything, but at this moment he suddenly saw a... "person" with black smoke floating outside the window?

"Come in." Lin Su clicked his tongue, "I'm not a god of luck, I won't be affected by your things, don't worry."

Hearing this, the other party cautiously crawled in through the window, and when he stood in front of Wang Xiaoming, Wang Xiaoming realized that this "guy" was not as tall as his shoulders, wearing a black robe and a black hood, completely unsightly. No face.

Ignoring the black smoke on his body that seemed to be on fire, Wang Xiaoming asked hesitantly, "Is this... the god of decay? The god of death?"

"Shen Shen." Lin Su said, "The God of Reaper has a scythe. Are you reading comics for nothing?"

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

"Hello, client No. 30008," said the Shuaishen in a crisp voice, and said carefully, "I am your service Shuaishen this time, with job number 208566, and I will serve you for 72 hours. After 72 hours I will leave, and after your death, you can rate my service with a full score of five, and you can also complain about my service, but you have to wait until after your death."

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Lin Su: "..."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Lin Su, then at Shuaishen, his eyes were self-evident - you look at other people's professional attitude, and then you look at you.

Lin Su also immediately remembered that when he greeted Wang Xiaoming, the first sentence he said was: "Hi."

Lin Su wanted to save his face in embarrassment: "You can't let humans see you. You made up this story temporarily, right?"

"Of course not." Being questioned about his professional attitude, Shuaishen straightened his chest, "This is a special training before taking up the job. Although most humans can't see us, there are also humans with strong inspiration who can see us. .Also, if we take the initiative to establish perception with humans, they can see us too, don't you?"

Wang Xiaoming frowned upon hearing this.

Actively establish perception to see?

Why did Lin Su take the initiative to let himself see him?If he couldn't see it, it would be fine for Lin Su to let him live an ordinary life like this, since he didn't know anyway.

Lin Su said angrily, "I have no pre-job training."

Shuaishen went back with a frown, and said cautiously: "I'm sorry."

Lin Su: "Don't talk about this, why did you come? I am his God of service, don't you know?"

"I don't know," Shuaishen took out a list from his robe, "I didn't find the wrong person."

A person may meet many priests in his life: the god of luck, the god of love, the god of decline, the god of doom, the god of death, and so on.

But ordinary gods are special. Once they are followed by ordinary gods, other gods almost have no chance with this person.

Lin Su was very strange, and turned around Shuaishen: "What's your name? What class? Why are you so short? Have you graduated yet? Didn't you sneak out?"

"No!" The little dwarf's tail hair was stepped on, and he jumped up and said, "I'm only this tall! I graduated! I'm in the same class as you!"

Lin Su raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the little man simply took off his hood.

Wang Xiaoming was a little surprised. He thought that God was either majestic and tall, or that he was handsome and good-looking like Lin Su, but he was a little careless. He didn't expect that there was such a thing as a baby face.

The little dwarf, Shuaishen, was only thirteen or fourteen years old from his tender face. He had snow-white hair, big eyes, long eyelashes, and a little flush on his face because of excitement. He looked extremely cute.

"I'm born," the little dwarf said angrily, "don't call me short."

"Alright, Chunsheng," Lin Su said, "Go back and ask your captain if there is a mistake in the list."

Chunsheng scratched his face: "The captain is on a mission, so he won't be here for a few days."

Lin Su was taken aback: "Your captain...couldn't it be Han Xin?"

"Ah, do you know Team Han?"

Lin Su frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong.