Chapter 75: Responsive

When Xincheng Street in Jiangdu District is near noon, the legendary ghosts are absolutely afraid to show up. But the weather is not very good, and it even looks gloomy because of the impending rain in Jiangdu.
It is under such a sky that a whole row of fierce ghosts are standing outside the glass wall of "Yu Yi Yu"!
If this kind of picture is visible to ordinary people, it may be scared enough, even Su Zimo... At this glance, there is also an urge to give up the business and go to Su's main house to take a nap.
But at this time, the guests of the shop had sat down aside, and Su Zimo, who had not forgotten the hospitality, couldn't help but guess whether the fierce ghosts outside the door came with this new guest.
In addition, the "Gushan Notes and Postscripts" hanging on the wall of the shop and the ability called "Don't Get Close to Others" also added a layer of mystery to this new guest.
"Guest, I'm glad you like the atmosphere of our shop." Su Zimo walked to the new guest. "The sound insulation of the shop is also very good. I can't really hear how noisy it is outside. I'm listening It is said that Jiangdu has recently banned vehicles from whistling. I think the noise on the road should be better than before?"
Su Zimo tried hard to make his stereotypes sound more natural.
But the guests who had been quiet for a while were excited again after they heard what Su Zimo said, and shook their heads again and again, with some confused words: "No, no, yes, no! Not that kind of noise, Not the same as that noise!"
This guest, who is already worth a lot in his costume, does not seem to Su Sumo to suffer from a disease, but the guest's performance at this time is really confusing.
Su Zimo could only ask softly again, "What is that voice?"
"It's a voice... It's a human voice..."
Su Zimo heard the lady muttering in a near-speaking tone: "Someone has been talking, someone has been talking..."
"Even if I'm talking to others, I can still hear the buzzing of those people. Even if I stay at home, I can still hear those buzzing sounds. Can't they speak lightly? Really? Noisy! Really noisy!"
Su Zimo felt that the lady’s mental state was obviously not good, but after looking at the situation outside the store, she continued to ask, "Do you know what they are talking about?"
"They... they are scolding me." The guests put down their hands that they had been kneading, but the look in front of them was still dazed. "They kept scolding me, scolding, scolding..."
After murmuring for a long time, he was in a shop where any sound was cut off, and the guests finally relaxed slowly, and even began to close their eyes and relax.
"It's really quiet here." A particularly comfortable expression appeared on the guests' faces.
"Is there anything I can help?" Su Zimo asked patiently again softly.
But the guest seemed to be immersed in his own world all the time, so he refused to talk, and he seemed unable to communicate at all.
Just when Su Zimo and Ghost Umbrella had no special way to make milk tea, Su Zimo, who was keen on the sound, found that Peng Peng, who had been playing, seemed to modify a piece of music.
That piece of music was like a person who was still walking in the rain, and suddenly flew a circle in place, with a note beating in the middle, causing a very short noise.
Su Zimo didn't know what was hidden in this piece of music, but he found that after the end of this piece of music, the guest who had been staring at him in front of him suddenly turned his head and looked over, and a subtle expression appeared in his eyes. He asked him, "Do you want to hear a story?"
"Please say." Su Zimo sat down opposite the guest, and then took another cup of milk tea from the hands of the ghost umbrella, a pair ready to listen to the story.
"I was originally just a very ordinary person, very ordinary born, very ordinary look, very ordinary or even a poor grade." The guest also recovered and tasted the special milk tea in the piano sound.
"But then, I got something." The guest said very vaguely, and didn't seem to want to explain what that thing was, "The person who gave me that thing said that this thing has a very magical ability that can be responsive ."
"?" Su Zimo feels that if there is such a magical existence in this world, even high-level ghosts will be completely crushed.
Of course, if the baby has no side effects.
"Of course I don't believe it." The guest lowered his head and touched the cup again and again with his hands. "But it didn't matter at the time that this kind of thing was tried at random, just as many people would ask God to bless me. Before the exam, I pray that I can take the first class in the class. With my grades at the time, this desire is simply a luxury for me."
"But when I took the exam the next day, I felt a little dizzy, as if there was a voice whispering in my ear, which made me confused to answer the whole test paper." The customer paused. Now think about it, it was the first time I heard that voice, and it disappeared afterwards."
"That test paper, I scored a hundred points." The guest looked up in confusion. "But when I looked at that test paper again, I felt very strange, as if I had never done it. If it was not because I was the only one in the class A hundred points, some teachers may think I cheated on the exam."
"Since then, I feel that the thing is likely to be really responsive, but what can be satisfied is some desires that do not exceed the normal range. A desire similar to wanting to have super powers will not be answered."
"The first big wish I made was to hope that the ordinary home could have money. Then my father was suddenly promoted by his small company, and the small company was suddenly acquired by a big company. My father went all the way, Soon he entered management."
The visitor paused and continued: "During this period, I also relied on the strength to respond to the request and successfully entered Jiangdu's first-class university. Even the original ordinary appearance began to change."
"All these things happened within a year." The guest said, with a confused expression in his eyes, "I should be very happy this year, but I don't know why, I am really tired, I I can always hear a variety of sounds in my ears, and even hear them want me to die as soon as possible."
"Even when I was dreaming, I could hear those voices quarreling in my ears, and when I woke up from a nightmare, I often saw my father appearing in my room late at night, so motionless Standing there, looking down at me lying on the bed."
"I pushed him, and he left."
"But this is not the weirdest thing." The guest stopped again. "The most weird thing is my face."
The guest raised his head, revealing the delicate face.
Perhaps because of the value of makeup, Su Zimo didn't see anything special at first glance. Upon closer inspection, the makeup powder on the guests' faces was a little too thick.
"My face has become different from before." The customer took off the light brown glasses. "It's not that it looks good, but it is completely different. Even the face shape, the color of the eye pupil, and others should not be changed. The place is different. Whenever I look in the mirror, I feel like I am becoming another stranger!"
"There are more and more noises in my ears, more and more noisy, I really can't stand it anymore. If you can calm me down and throw away everything I have now!"
The guest lowered his head again, hiding his face in pain.
"So, that voice appeared after your first wish?" Su Zimo secretly reviewed what the guest said.
"Yes." She just nodded slightly, her voice whimpering.
"Could it be... every time you make a wish, the more strange things will appear around you, and the sound in your ears will also increase?" Su Zimo guessed carefully and got up and walked aside.
"How do you know?" The surprised expression on the face of the guest finally appeared.
"What did you find?" The ghost umbrella didn't know when he walked behind Su Zimo from behind the counter. He leaned back slightly, leaning on Su Zimo's ear with a higher height than Su Zimo While whispering softly, the store manager's ears itch slightly.
"It's just a guess." Su Zimo took a step to the side without looking back. "Every time she makes a wish, there will be a ghost around her."
The voices heard by the guests are actually ghost words around her.
Her desire also involved the family members around her, so even her father's manner became strange under the influence of ghosts.
Conservation of cause and effect, exchange of equivalents, Su Zimo originally did not believe that there is nothing out of nothing.
Su Zimo didn't know how many wishes this guest had made, but the large row of ghosts standing in front of the store made people feel chilled behind it.
"But I'm a little weird." Su Zimo was naturally talking to the ghost umbrella standing behind him, "Since those ghosts have said they want her to die, and so many ghosts don't look very friendly, why? Are they still not doing it?"
"I think they started." The ghost umbrella said softly.
"..." Su Zimo's body stiffened for a moment, and then looked at the female guest sitting there in disbelief.
She is not a living person?
"It's not surprising that this store has the ability to temporarily allow Li Gui to have a body shape, so it is not easy for humans to distinguish." The ghost umbrella explained on the side, "Like the boss you said, she has provoked so many ghosts. It is simply impossible to live well until now."
Su Zimo glanced subconsciously at the "Gushan Notes and Postscripts" on the wall and felt that he was a little underestimated in the ability to "do not enter."
The guests who have been sitting there seem to be totally unaware that the two "people" in the shop are talking about themselves, but they are still sitting there quietly, not participating in their conversation with Su Zimo.
"Is the thing she said referring to a ghost weapon?" Su Zimo was also a little puzzled.
"No, it should be something that already existed in this world." The ghost umbrella returned to the counter and communicated with Su Zimo in a voice that he didn't worry that others would hear. "Every world would have some ghosts and mysteries. Stories, otherwise there will not be so many legends circulating today."
"However, there will not be too many such ghost anecdotes. Before the nightmare world appeared in this world, most of the ghosts with or without grievances will disappear directly, even the legendary past life and the land are nonsense. "The depth of the content that Ghost Umbrella said this time is beyond the nonsense he said in the past.
"So what does the existence of the nightmare world mean?" Su Zimo finally looked back at the ghost umbrella and asked, hoping to know more about the nightmare world from the rare and normal ghost umbrella.
"?" As a result, the ghost umbrella, which has been playing exceptionally just now, tilted his head innocently, with an expression of "how could I know such a profound question".
"In short, even if these ghosts are really responsive to her, they will certainly ask for a replacement price?" Su Zimo glanced outside the shop again, "What will happen if this guest leaves'An Yuyiyu'?"
"Probably the same thing as that ghost eye met me?" The ghost umbrella reached out and stroked his lips gently.
"..."