My protagonist attributes have been discovered

Shanhai Hotel.

After talking to Sister Tu about the customs of the Dragon Boat Festival all afternoon in the not-so-busy shop, the last customer left and the hour hand pointed to nine o'clock.

"See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow."

After saying goodbye to Sister Tu, Song Yangle took the cardboard box and got on the bus. A certain window with a cactus outside the bus window was lit, but the "person" in the window seemed to be busy with something today. In the visible light, Only half of the profile is faint.

——Is it about Xuanmu?

Thinking of the news that Akagi Ye became popular at night, he looked away, leaned his head on the car seat, and thought aimlessly: he didn't know what kind of affairs Boss Ying was in charge of in Shanhaijie.

"Brother, what is this?" The humanoid squirrel, who was wearing a seat belt, looked curiously at the cardboard box in his hand.

"Oh, Stacking Paper House..." Subconsciously, he looked down at the paper box with a groove in the middle and gave the answer. When he turned his head and saw the child's gaze, Song Yang paused for a moment, and handed the box over: "Let's play." ?”

The child took the paper box carefully, looked up and down for a while, then raised his head and asked him eagerly, "How do you play?"

Song Yangle pointed it: "Just pull the small hole in the paper slot to pull out the contents... that's right."

"Little frog!" The car started, and the child who pulled out a stack of paper from the paper house laughed happily.

Song Yangle, who hadn't pulled out a single animal all afternoon: "..." was not very happy.

However, if you are not happy, you are not happy. Human beings who have recognized their African nature did not displease the little squirrel, but turned to look outside the car:

After the light and shadow accompanied by the children's laughter, a new stop arrived, and a large number of ghosts got on and off the bus in an orderly manner, without seeing that fat familiar figure.

It's not a big surprise either.After all, there is a custom of offering sacrifices at Duanyang tomorrow, and more ghosts apply to the underworld, which is also more conducive to the "robbing" behavior of wandering souls from the world.

But... a bloody expression flashed in his mind, and Song Yangle turned back expressionlessly, indifferently: what does this have to do with me.

——Originally, humans and ghost|souls should not interfere with each other at best.

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at the same time.

"Humans and ghost|souls..."

A figure in a blue shirt and suit trousers stepped out of the thick "black fog", and brown leather shoes landed on the side of the spacious highway. Ao Ye raised his head and saw that the top of his head was different from the one in the "fog". Obscured by the hazy moon, his eyes changed, and he sighed softly: "I'm slacking off."

——Why didn’t you notice it at first?

Obviously, except for the narrow sense of "life" and "death", there is not much difference between human beings and ghosts|souls. It is impossible for ordinary barriers to isolate celestial phenomena that are different from the real world...

"Or...will the consciousness of 'outsiders' be affected as well?"

The ordinary-looking man stood under the street lamp and thought for a while, and then, as one car after another pierced through the "black fog" that didn't seem to exist, he was like any person who didn't want to get lost in the steel-framed city. Like a pedestrian, he stopped by the railing overlooking the neon traffic, took out his mobile phone with a full signal, and dialed the number in the phone book:

"Hey, Qiongqi..."

"I'm ready for the Dragon Boat Festival gift for you." He curled his lips and looked at the traffic below, a crazy smile of excitement and confusion loomed on the ordinary face in the shadows:

"And yours?"