While the spirit game is in progress

Bai Po took the shovel from Ye Dill's hand: "I'll do this kind of manual work."

Su Mu also quickly took another shovel: "My sister has to help us communicate with NPCs and lead the way. It's already very hard. For things like digging up the bones, just leave it to me who hasn't done anything yet."

Ye Dill looked at her empty hands and didn't know what to say for a while.

She didn't feel that it was hard work for her to communicate with the kid and lead the way.

But forget it, since Bai Po and Su Mu are willing to share, she doesn't need to take everything on herself.

Ye Dill stood aside, watching Bai Ji and Su Mu digging stones.

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at the little ghost cautiously, and then slowly moved to Ye Diluo's side.

She actually wanted to help, but she was too afraid of ghosts.

When she used to believe in science and believed that ghosts did not exist, she was afraid of watching ghost movies, but now there is a ghost in front of her eyes, and her limbs are so stiff that she can even walk with her hands and feet.

She was as afraid of ghosts as Ye Dill was of molluscs.

She didn't dare to get close to the kid at all, and she was also afraid of being stared at by the kid.

too frightening.

Ye Diluo knew that Lin Xiaoxiao was afraid of ghosts, so when she saw Lin Xiaoxiao moving over, she stood in front of Lin Xiaoxiao, blocking the little ghost's sight for Lin Xiaoxiao.

"What's your parents' names?" Ye Diluo asked the kid suddenly, "If your parents have erected a monument, it will be easier to find them if you know their names."

"I just remember that both my parents' surnames are Xu." The little boy replied, "I can't remember the exact names."

"Your memory really doesn't look like that of a seven or eight-year-old child," Ye Diluo smiled, "I'm afraid a three-year-old child can remember their parents' names better than you."

"I've been dead for many years, it's normal not to remember!" The little boy defended himself.

"Then do you remember your name?" Ye Dill raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Of course I remember!" The little boy said angrily, "My name is Xu Xiaopang."

Ye Dill looked at Xu Xiaopang's thin figure, apparently his appearance had nothing to do with his name.

She asked again: "I'm not interested in your name, I'm just curious, if you remember your own name, how can you forget your parents' names?"

It's not a car accident that caused amnesia or something. As the two closest people around me, it shouldn't be so easy to forget the names of my parents.

If being a ghost means losing all memory, then this kid shouldn't remember his name.

Xu Xiaopang curled his lips unhappily: "I only remember my name, I just forgot my parents' names."

"Okay." Ye Dill was too lazy to argue.

Otherwise, the game is set like this and cannot be changed.Otherwise, Xu Xiaopang deliberately did not tell the truth to make it difficult for them to complete the task.

Either way, there's little point in continuing to ask.

"I got it." Su Mu suddenly said.

His voice was trembling, as if he was a little scared.

Ye Dill walked over and handed over a plastic bag that had been prepared a long time ago: "Use this."

Su Mu swallowed hard, and the hand that stretched out to take the plastic bag was a little trembling.

Bai Po's skill surpassed Su Mu and took away the plastic bag. His voice was steady, with a calming force: "Su Mu, you go up first, and I will do it later."

Su Mu didn't try his best, as if he had been granted an amnesty, he quickly walked to Lin Xiaoxiao's side and stood up.