Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Nonsense, do you still need to remind you!"

The eldest sister Dafang Yuxin directly rolled Zhang Ya's eyes, and folded her chest impatiently, "Yes, she is dead, but death does not mean that she really left!"

As she said, she lowered her gaze suddenly, "Maybe it's a relationship with my physique. Although I can't see it, I can really feel her presence."

"……what?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ya couldn't help becoming more frightened, her eyes swaying left and right in a panic.

Xiang Xing died, but did not leave.

So, then why does she stay on campus? !

The girl suddenly remembered the strange things that had happened recently, paused, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Difficult, could it be that she stayed here deliberately to deal with herself...

Just thinking about it, Zhang Ya felt that her legs were weak, and she couldn't help staggering.

The little sisters on the side quickly helped her: "Sister Ya!"

"call……"

Zhang Ya took a deep breath, and it took a long time to relax and calm down.

Biting her lower lip, she couldn't help but continue to ask Fang Yuxin: "Then, senior sister, what should we do now?"

Can't just just sit and wait for death, right? !

However, if this is the case, the other party is a ghost...

What else can they do for ordinary people like them who don't know anything!

"...Look at how scared you are!"

Seeing Zhang Ya shivering, Fang Yuxin couldn't help but sneered in disgust, her eyes sullenly.

"Since it's ghosts, then we will catch ghosts!"

She chuckled, her face full of triumph.

"Your senior sister, I happen to know a master ghost hunter. I asked him for advice last night, and he said he would come over tonight to take a look for us."

"Master, he is proficient in Maoshan Taoism, can take things out of the air, reincarnate from the dirty soil, and is extremely powerful... In front of him, it is not a human thing that will be invisible."

Fang Yuxin said more and more, blowing up the master in her mouth.

"This……"

But when a group of girls heard the words, they still looked at each other dubiously, "Is this effective?"

I don't know why, they heard Fang Yuxin say it as if they were talking about a quack who cheated money.

"...Is there any effect? ​​I won't know at night!"

Fang Yuxin had run out of patience, she snorted coldly, rolled her eyes, and walked out.

"Anyway, I'll follow along to find out."

...

Looking at the group of leaving backs, Xiang Xing floating behind the corridor pillars, he couldn't help silently sticking his tongue out at several people, making a real grimace.

After a while, she pressed her pink lips again and frowned slightly.

Well, even though that magic stick, it sounds really unreliable.

But she still can't be careless.

Thinking about it, the little guy pinched his fingers.

On Thursday, Zhong Lixun will not be here at night.

——Then she should find a place to hide first.

After thinking about it, Xiang Xing floated up and into the music classroom.

She got under the piano, pulled out a very thin gold wire from the piano leg, and then jerked it.

Slowly, on the four walls of the entire piano room, a whole piece of golden thread nets with strange weaves suddenly appeared.

At the same time, all entrances and exits of the piano room were sealed.

After setting up all this, the little guy was relieved leisurely and sat on the piano stand with his little feet dangling.

This is the umbrella that Zhong Lixun got for her.

She believed that his little master's technique would definitely be better than that of the **** stick.

Ok!