Create your own cheat to counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

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Although she looked reluctant in every possible way, Han Yu still followed Jing Ying Yao step by step.

Casually touching the ring on her finger, Jingying Utai looked down at the panel that appeared in front of her, and walked along the road on the map.

Jingjia is located in the center of the city, close to the imperial palace.

After all, it is the No. [-] family among the exorcising masters, so it is naturally loved by the royal family.

As a huge family, there are hundreds of families in just any branch. Excluding those scattered in other cities, there are still many people in this main city.

The luxury and size of the mirror house can even be compared with the imperial palace.

When Jing Yingyao first saw it, she couldn't even tell which one was Jing's house and which was the imperial palace.

It wasn't until the system in the Sea of ​​Consciousness reminded her not to stare directly at the palace that she suddenly realized.

Looking at the resplendent Jing family in front of him, and even the flag with the family emblem flying, Jing Yingyao wondered why the Jing family didn't directly proclaim himself emperor.

"This... probably involves some plot, but according to the perspective of the heroine in the original text, they are all active in the area of ​​monsters, so it's understandable not to know what's going on here."

The system heard Jing Yingyao's complaints from the bottom of his heart, and explained conscientiously.

"..." There was a strong sense of bitterness in her heart, and she said helplessly, "In the next world, can we stop messing with these moths?"

"I don't understand the plot, and I don't know anything about the mission... I am not your developer boss, and I don't want to experience life."

"...No, no, this time it was really an accident." The system was also very helpless.

It never expected that the master would directly change the plot of this world beyond recognition, and it would be completely out of touch with the original world's trajectory.

The Jing family mansion is quiet, there is not even a guard at the door, as if there is no one at all.

Jing Ying Yao hesitated and lingered in front of the gate, which was too abnormal.

"This is really strange. I didn't see anyone on the way here, and it feels like there is no one here."

Jing Ying Yao tugged at Han Yu's sleeve, and glanced at Jing Jing's house: "You are a big monster, can you feel the breath of human beings, is there anyone in here?"

Hanyu frowned and stared at the door: "Yes, and there are many people."

"I can feel the breath of people all the way."

"..." Such an explanation is even more unbelievable.

"First... go in and check the situation." Jing Yingyao raised her hand and tried to push the door, but she couldn't.

The door was closed tightly, as if it had been locked, and remained motionless.

"Come." Hanyu grabbed her wrist, pulled her over and hugged her, and easily climbed over the wall and entered.

When Jing Ying Yao was in a daze, her feet were firmly on the ground, Han Yu let go of her hands and took a step back to create a distance.

"I thought there would be a barrier to prevent monsters from invading." Jing Yingyao sighed, "This doesn't look like the residence of a demon master at all."

"..." Hanyu's expression was a little dignified, "It was indeed there in the first place."

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65、Chapter65

Jing Ying Yao remembered a ghost story she had heard before.

She was terrified of such things at first, and naturally she was unwilling to understand and listen to them, but she couldn't bear the fact that her close friend was a supernatural lover.

All day long, I like to learn about strange stories and stories in various places, and I know ghost stories very well.

Once they went out to play and went to stay in an inn in the deep mountains. However, it happened that it was raining heavily and they couldn't go out to enjoy the scenery.

Then the ghost story came at his fingertips, and he immediately told one that fit the situation.

ghost town.

The souls of people in the underworld cannot be reincarnated, so they stay in the world and live an ordinary life with the living.

Life and death are difficult to distinguish, the friends who eat and work with you in the city may be dead.

I can't remember the content behind Jingying Ruo, that friend is very good at exaggerating the atmosphere, and his voice is faint and strange. She was afraid at that time, so she played with her mobile phone absent-mindedly to distract herself.

After going through that ghostly world before, she chose to stay away from the golden fingers of those ferocious ghosts without hesitation, and she was always accompanied by someone, but she barely had any timidity.

Now I feel that the situation in front of me is very much like the ghost town atmosphere rendered by my friends. It is cold and dead, and everyone is silent.

She shook her body and looked around: "This...is there really some kind of monster?"

There should be no such thing as ghosts in this world, probably... only monsters.

"It should be... the enchantment of the mirror family was probably broken by that monster." Hanyu turned to look at the wall, where complex patterns and some weird totems were drawn with red ink.

There are deep cracks on the wall, separating the lines that were originally connected.

"Is this the... formation of the barrier?" Jing Yingyao noticed her gaze and followed her gaze.

Looking at the intricate blood-red lines, she thought it was some cult's sacrificial formation, which was so weird that people didn't feel at ease at all.

"..." Hanyu tilted her head in doubt, "You obviously live in Jing's house, haven't you seen it?"

Jing Ying Yao froze for a moment, trying to recall the memory fragments about the original owner.

Although the direction and plot of this world are described in words, the things that the original owner has experienced have been passed through in his mind with sound and images.

It's like watching a movie from your own perspective with yourself as the protagonist.

Although it was a bit blurry, Jing Ying Yao was sure that the wall did not have these strange lines, shaking his head: "I haven't seen it before, it seems that there were no such lines before."

Hanyu stared at the wall thoughtfully for a while, didn't continue to dwell on this problem, took her hand and walked inside: "It's weird here, I'll hold you to prevent any accidents."

Jing Yingyao obediently let her hold her, the other's palm was very hot, it seemed that the body temperature of the nine-tailed fox was much higher than that of a human.

Thinking of her strength, Jing Yingyao felt much more at ease.

Stepping into the owner's courtyard, Jing Yingyao looked around vigilantly, but there was no one in the place that should have been heavily guarded.

Walking in the corridor, the muffled sound of falling marble floor tiles can be clearly heard in the quiet environment.

Hanyu suddenly opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice deliberately lowered: "I think it might be a little monster that can hide its breath."

"But if it can cause such a large-scale impact, even the demon masters cannot avoid it, then the number is extremely large, maybe thousands or hundreds."

"This... is this unlikely?" Jing Yingyao gasped, "If there are so many of them, how can they be hidden?"

"Well... there are only a few types of monsters living in the dark, and the number is indeed rare. I also think this is unlikely."

Holding Jing Yingyao tightly, she raised her head and stared at Hanyu's back in doubt: "Do you have other guesses?"

"But... I don't think this is possible." Hanyu was a little confused, "Because the stronger the monster, the stronger the aura, it's impossible not to feel it at all."

"..." Jing Yingyao lowered her head, because Hanyu was pulling her, it didn't matter if she didn't look at the road ahead.

"Maybe someone helped it hide its aura?" She pondered for a long time, tentatively full of uncertainty.

Hanyu chuckled lightly: "That's really unfathomable strength, it can completely cover the aura of a big monster."

After thinking unsuccessfully, Jing Ying Yao fell silent.

Arriving at the door of the Patriarch's room, Jing Yingyao raised her hand and wanted to gently open the door, but Hanyu moved faster and kicked the door open without hesitation.

I don't know how much force she used, the door shook, fell inward, and hit the ground with a loud noise.

"Are you too unscrupulous?" Jing Yingyao was taken aback, and muttered reproachfully, reaching out and pulling her clothes to signal her to be careful.

"It's okay." Hanyu didn't care, she patted the back of Jing Yingyao's hand reassuringly, and strode into the room.

Jing Yingyao followed her helplessly, it must be because of her strength that she was confident.

The only window curtain was lowered, blocking all the light coming in, making the room a little dark.

The room is very clean and simple, with only a long table and chairs, and a huge bookshelf beside it, with various ancient books on it.

A bed was attached to the wall by the window, and the head of the house was lying on it with his eyes closed, and the shadow of the curtain fell on him, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

Hanyu walked to the side of the bed in a few steps, stretched out her hand to check his breath, tilted her head and said regretfully: "It seems that he fell asleep, and he is still breathing."

"..." Jing Yingyao raised her eyebrows and glanced at her, then walked over and carefully sized up the Jing Family Patriarch.

He is the original owner's so-called father, with a stern face, frowning, a square face, a sloppy chin, and a scar from the forehead across the left eye to the ear.

Jing Yingyao took a serious look at the father who had left no trace in the memory of the original owner, and felt that he was not even a bit like the original owner.

Or nothing like it at all.

"So everyone is asleep?" Jing Yingyao stared at the Patriarch for a moment, then raised her head to look at Hanyu, "I always feel like I'm having a nightmare."

The tightly locked brows made the Patriarch's facial skin tangle together, and all of them were wrinkled.

"I remember... There seems to be a kind of monster that can make people dream?"

Han Yu sighed