[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

"Ouch..."

The young man squatted in front of a little yellow dog. The dim sunlight shone on the balcony, but only the shadow of the squatting dog remained on the ground. The light passed straight through the man's translucent spirit body and fell to the ground. above.

A dog and a ghost only occupied a small piece of land, and they looked very pitiful under the light of the setting sun, which seemed to be dark, and it seemed that some loneliness could be seen from the slightly curved back of the ghost.

Seeing this scene, Wen Linyu continued to walk over there, carrying a large bag of dog food that he had just bought on the way back to the hero's villa, and a handful of unlit incense.

He is now attached to the male lead.

All of a sudden, he changed from being unrestrained as a ghost, going up to the sky and entering the earth, to being able to keep his feet on the ground, and he was a little uncomfortable.

It's as if the whole ghost is imprisoned in a container. Although this fixed container is not narrow, it always gives him a feeling of not being free.

As for where the owner of the container went...

……

Wen Linyu stepped forward, put the dog bowl next to the yellow dog, then tore open the bag, and poured some dog food into it. The yellow dog seemed to smell the scent, and lowered his head to smell it for a while, as if he was smelling the smell of food. He gave him a whining look, then bit the edge of the dog bowl, dragged her to Bai Dongqing, and buried her head in the dog bowl full of dog food.

Wen Linyu, who was dressed in the male protagonist's shell, looked at the dog far away from him, with no expression on his face, and his heart, which loves dogs, was deeply hurt.

Wen Linyu: You son of a bitch, how could you be such a son of a bitch, do you know that if he hadn't reminded the hero to buy food this time, you would have caught mice all over the villa?

The little yellow dog didn't realize it, and just hid behind Bai Dongqing and focused on eating food. At first, he glanced vigilantly at the boy who was exuding a strange aura not far away. Later, it was probably because the dog food was so delicious. All attention was buried in it, and the broom-like tail unconsciously swayed.

Wen Linyu looked at the dog's tail that was dangling from the shadow, and really wanted to step forward and grab it, and ruthlessly slapped it twice.

The little yellow dog hadn't realized that it was half-hidden and its little butt was exposed, not to mention that it was hiding behind a translucent ghost, which could be seen by Wen Linyu at a glance.

For the time being, he put down his desire to pet the dog, lit a handful of incense in his hand, and placed it between him and Bai Dongqing.

The breeze blows the sparks on the head of the incense light up and down, and the curling white smoke doesn't go straight up or go in the direction of the wind, but trembles twice, and then seems to be attracted by something, going against it. The wind was blowing that way, slowly winding up Bai Dongqing, and slowly floating upwards, spinning around him.

With the disappearance of the white smoke, Bai Dongqing's translucent spiritual body seemed to solidify a little bit, and he felt that his turbid altar was much cleaner.

Bai Dongqing hadn't eaten incense since his death. Although this was the first time, he vaguely knew that this was not an ordinary incense. He looked at the young man holding the incense and said, "Thank you."

Wen Linyu pursed her lips.

He looked at the ghost in front of him, and then turned an angle with the incense. Although Bai Dongqing didn't understand what the extremely young psychic was going to do, she obediently moved a little to the side under his signal.

As soon as he moved, the whole dog of Xiao Huang, who was hiding to eat food, was exposed.

Wen Linyu narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the little yellow dog who was still shaking the tail of the broom like a fan without realizing it.

The little yellow dog felt a weight on his head, and was about to bark his teeth, but found that he couldn't move. The whole dog was shrouded in a strange cold atmosphere. The partner who was hit to death on the road, and the person next to it who often feeds it when hiding in the bag, also smelled this smell, but compared to the terrible smell brought by the person in front of it , what I smelled before is nothing at all...

"Ow...Ow..."

The little yellow dog's broom tail, which had been swaying happily just a second ago, suddenly drooped, leaving Wen Linyu, who had just raised his hand to touch the tail, in vain.

Wen Linyu: ...

He looked at the little yellow dog who was whining like he was about to cook the dog with pain at any time, and his whole body was a little stiff.

Wen Linyu looked at the male ghost looking anxiously at this side, with the words "Let it go, it's not tasty" very clearly written on his face... He silently withdrew his hand just wanting to pat the dog.

The dog that was freed from the claws immediately moved away from the person with its tail between its legs, its dog bowl still in its mouth.

Wen Linyu looked at his hands with a pensive expression on his face, but he was deeply shocked in his heart.

The male protagonist's hands are very well-groomed, white and slender, with distinct joints. Wen Linyu's eyes fell on the jade wrench that fits perfectly on the index finger. This is one of the golden fingers of the male protagonist in this world that the system revealed to him before. one.

According to the system, it is a mustard space, which was left by a Taoist ancestor, and there are a series of levels designed by this Taoist ancestor for his successor.

It is specially used by the male protagonist to enhance his psychic power, and the temporarily disappeared container owner entered here.

Wen Linyu listened to the vague system saying that those tests and the checkpoints for heirs are extremely difficult, and there are a lot of difficulty in hell, but he feels that with the aura of the male protagonist who is the son of the world, he will definitely pass the test and enter the Taoist door Practicing.

As for himself, it was after the male protagonist absorbed theoretical knowledge, and then provided him with practical combat, taught him, and accumulated experience.

Wen Linyu looked at the dog who was still far away from him, and restrained his ready to move.

It is best to cross the wronged soul as soon as possible, complete the task and return to the real world.

Well, go home and pet your dog.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

The sound of successful dialing came from the microphone.

The mobile phone rang in the distant apartment. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, the man frowned, and finally pressed the connection: "Hello, may I ask?"

"..."

Listening to the familiar voice on the phone, the dead man lowered his eyes silently, and the long eyelashes that were once praised by the man covered his eyes obediently like butterfly wings.

"Hello? How are you?" The other end of the phone asked patiently again. Only when he knew him well enough and listened carefully, could he hear the impatience hidden in it.

Because of emotional fluctuations, the appearance before death on Bai Dongqing's face appears and disappears from time to time, especially the thorny rose painted on the corner of his eye, which is reflected on his pale and frightening face. It is as red as blood, which is extremely weird beauty.

"Hello?" The man's breathing was a little messy.

Because he suddenly found that there was not even the slightest sound of breathing on the other side of the phone, as if a person who was not breathing was talking to him. The strange silence made it seem that the ringing of the phone that had just stopped echoed in his ears.

"Whenever I look back, I can always find you, and I want to follow you, even when the heavy rain is pouring..."

That was his former lover's favorite song, how much did he like it?Let the lover who has always been taciturn at the price of satisfying him for a few nights, and insisted on changing his cell phone ringtone to this song.

The lyrics that I thought were normal in the past seem to have an extra layer of weird meaning in this scene...

The man does not believe in ghosts and gods, but even if there are ghosts and gods, he will not be afraid.

He held his breath, and said: "I made the wrong number, I'm hanging up." Just as he was about to hang up, he seemed to hear the other side of the phone say "Teacher, stop..."

Only that person would call him teacher in that tone, but he put him in the bag with his own hands, and then discarded it in the artificial lake, unless...

His hand trembled, and the phone fell from his loose hand to the ground.

The strangely sinister voice seemed to be still ringing in his ears.

The man didn't notice that there was a very thin trace of black air crawling over through his mobile phone, but as soon as it touched his body, it was absorbed by something that lit up on his body.

The man recovered and picked up the phone again, only to find that the call had ended.

If it weren't for the call records displayed on the phone, he would even think that the passage just now was just his own hallucination.

He put his phone on the table beside him.

The man tidied up and went into the bathroom first.

When he came out of the bathroom full of fog, he wiped his hair with a towel, and suddenly noticed that the light in the kitchen seemed to be on. Because of his physical and psychological obsession with cleanliness, the man always spent an extra long time in the shower. So usually during his bath time, his lover will prepare the meals.

The man subconsciously shouted: "Ah Qing..." Before he could say "what's for dinner today", he stopped wiping his wet hair, and suddenly remembered that he had turned on the kitchen light before answering the phone call. Forgot to close it before entering the bathroom.

His voice "Ah Ching" seemed to echo in the empty space...

Water droplets slowly trickled down from the ends of his wet hair, and the water droplets soaked his clothes, gradually becoming a little cold.

At this moment, an indistinguishable and extremely shallow tingling suddenly passed through the bottom of the man's heart.

The author has something to say:

Yan Jueshan: The legendary combination.

A life without a cat owner or a dog is as lonely as snow.

Coo coo coo, tomorrow is a day of pigeons, full classes during the day and lectures at night, I am so busy and forced to stay up all night to update the quality is definitely not good, see you the day after tomorrow~