Fast Transmigration: Almighty Hang Force

"Yizhen."

"Yizhen..."

"Yizhen, Yizhen, Yizhen."

Fang Yizhen said expressionlessly, "Not dead yet."

It gently hugged it from behind, rubbed its ears together, and licked Fang Yizhen's earlobe with its cold and soft tongue: "You will not die."

"Then what was your name just now?"

"I just... like you." Daily confession (23/100) achieved.

Fang Yizhen was too lazy to struggle, too lazy to curse, and the system didn't bother to ask him whether he chose to obey or resist—anyway, his mortal body couldn't hit or touch it, even if he lost his temper, it would just leave wronged and pitiful After a while, it didn't take long before it was sticky and greasy again, and it couldn't be peeled off like a dog's skin plaster.

"Yizhen. What's for breakfast today?" It licked enough of his earlobe, and then turned its attention to the cutting board in front of Fang Yizhen, with a soft voice: "Do you cook sweet potato porridge?"

"Ah."

"Come on, this knife is too fast, you will cut your fingers."

Fang Yizhen ignored it: "I'm afraid of short life if I eat what you cook."

"..." It paused for a long time before whispering, "I'm sorry, Yizhen. I just... like you very much."

Daily confession (24/100) achieved.

Fang Yizhen was quite impatient: "If you really like me, don't pester me anymore. I'm really annoying, annoying you."

I have to follow him everywhere during the day, and if anyone talks to him, it will turn off the cold air. Yesterday he was called to criticize by the teacher, and it even lifted the desk directly, causing rumors about him to be everywhere in the school.After all, it's not a pleasant thing to be poked in the back and gossip. This makes Fang Yizhen, who already hates being entangled by a ghost, even more irritable.

It answered silently, and the hands around his waist tightened involuntarily.

Fang Yizhen made breakfast and went to wake Ayun up. After a brief wash and wash, the siblings sat at the dining table to eat together.

It was sitting at the other end of the bench, looking at Fang Yizhen for a moment.Fang Yizhen was used to his gaze, and her appetite was not affected by it.

Ayun bit his chopsticks lightly, his eyes flickered slightly: "Brother..."

Fang Yizhen looked up at her: "What's wrong?"

Ayun hesitated, quickly glanced in the direction next to Fang Yizhen, and finally lowered his head to drink the porridge: "It's nothing."

Fang Yizhen was suspicious in his heart. At this moment, he felt its eyes move away from him, and there was a faint chill in the air.With a sudden shock in his heart, he carefully looked at Ah Yun's expression, with a little uneasiness in his uneasiness, as if he was afraid of something, could it be...she knew it existed?And just now she dodged her eyes, seemingly flustered, but the focus of her eyes clearly stayed by his side.can she see it

Reminiscent of Ayun's neurotic behavior when he first came here, Fang Yizhen has every reason to suspect that his sister is a storyteller.

He quickly calmed down, pretending nothing happened, and finished his breakfast calmly.

"By the way, brother, the teacher said that next week I have to pay the textbook fee and tuition fee."

When money is mentioned, Fang Yizhen feels a little heartache.

"How much do you need?"

Ayun muttered, "Ten silver dollars."

Fang Yizhen calculated in his heart that besides the daily expenses, he had to do odd jobs for a month.hiss……

Seeing that his brows were frowning, Ayun hurriedly said: "Brother, why don't I stop reading, reading is really boring, I want to learn tailoring."

Fang Yizhen patted her on the head: "Brother will find a way, don't talk nonsense about not studying anymore. Alright, pack your schoolbag and go to school."

Ayun hesitated to speak, and walked away step by step.

"Yizhen, do you need money?"

Fang Yizhen said perfunctorily, "Yes, can you conjure it?"

"It can't be changed. But I have money, and I can give it to you."

Fang Yizhen's scalp went numb: "Ming, Mingbi?"

It smiled softly: "No."

Fang Yizhen didn't ask any more questions.The money in its mouth is probably a relic from its lifetime, right?He didn't know its name, its life experience, and it didn't seem to have the desire to talk about it, so he ignored it and let it pass.To be honest, he didn't have the guts to ask for its stuff.

In the next few days, it didn't follow Fang Yizhen all the time. Fang Yizhen was relieved but also a little puzzled.Recently, the city has been covered with black clouds and smoky atmosphere, Taoist priests and mages wearing yellow robes can often be seen on the road, how dare it wander around like a lonely ghost?Are you not afraid of being caught by a Taoist priest?If you meet a benevolent one and see that it has never harmed anyone, maybe you will let it reincarnate. If you are unlucky and encounter a ruthless and heartless one, you must beat it until its soul flies away.

...Although he doesn't like it, he just wants it to leave quickly, find a better family to reincarnate, and the soul is scattered or something... It's too cold.

One day, Fang Yizhen euphemistically proposed a salary advance while working part-time in a restaurant, but was refuted by the boss who scolded her head and face.He sighed, planning to use his spare time to take up odd jobs that he could do at home. Mosquito legs are also meat.

"Have you heard?" The person who spoke looked around, lowered his voice and said to the person opposite: "The Zhao residence is haunted!"

"I haven't heard much, what's going on?"

Fang Yizhen, who was cleaning the table, couldn't help pricking up his ears.

The man drank tea to moisten his throat, and said in a mysterious tone: "Today, I pulled a cart and passed by the gate of Zhao's house, and found that the gate was tightly closed, and not a single fly could fly in. It's strange, Zhao's house is the only money bank nearby, and there are so many people going in and out every day, why did you suddenly close the door to thank customers today? It just so happens that the customer I brought also saved money in Zhao's house, so they chatted with me..."

"Hey, can you just get straight to the point?"

The man clicked his tongue: "All right. In short, the Zhao house is haunted by ghosts these days, and money has been lost in the bank vault, so the owner of the Zhao house invited Taoist priests to do things. I heard that there is a lot of ostentation. , What kind of talisman, magic circle, every room is decorated, it is really a net, even if the ghost has all kinds of skills, he can't escape, right? But you say, why is this ghost stealing money, and it can't be used? "

"Maybe someone is pretending to be a ghost, and after stealing the money, he deliberately shifts the responsibility to the ghost. Anyway, no matter whether it is a person or a ghost, it will definitely be bad luck if it is caught. Our small town is just a bank. How many people belong to it?" Your wealth and life are all in it, can you easily let someone who steals money go?"

The more Fang Yizhen listened, the more restless he became.

Could it be...is it?

Speaking of which, it didn't show up all day today. Did it really go to the bank to steal money?

All the way back home, Fang Yizhen felt as if he was carrying a boulder in his heart, heavy.After dinner, Ah Yun took the initiative to clean up the dishes. Fang Yizhen looked at the sunset outside the door, thinking that this time the ghost must be really unlucky, and he hasn't come back yet.After all, it was for him to steal the money. Fang Yizhen had mixed feelings in his heart. He was grateful for getting rid of a sticky candy, but also seemed a little empty, which was very uncomfortable.

At this time, Ah Yun called him in a murmur, "Brother."

Fang Yizhen looked back: "Ayun, what's wrong?"

Ayun hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said bluntly: "Brother, I have something to tell you... before it comes back."

Fang Yizhen's heart skipped a beat.Sure enough, she could see it.

The two sat down on the bench by the table.After all, their father was engaged in this business, and the two of them had also met these evil things since they were young, so the conversation was unambiguous and straight to the point: "Brother, in fact, I have seen it since the first day it followed you. , but it won’t let me tell you. I’m afraid it will harm you, so I can only listen to it.”

"How long has it been with me?"

"...it's been there since the day you burned the puppet."

Fang Yizhen thought for a while: "Are you afraid of it?" He remembered that when Ayun made a puppet, he was obsessed with it, and he cried and refused to let her be burned.

There was a trace of fear and anxiety in Ayun's eyes: "Brother, I just want to tell you this... Actually, I don't know how to make dolls at all. My father did teach me, but the ones I made were all defective products. That day, I don't know what's going on, I, there seems to be another person in my body, I can see and feel it, but I can't control my hands and voice... It feels like someone is manipulating it Let me make it."

Fang Yizhen was puzzled: "Do you have any guesses in your heart?"

She swallowed dry saliva, nodded, and said in a trance, "Brother, in fact, I have been feeling yin in my body for the past few days, and I always felt that there was a ghost following me. Then I had to urinate urgently in the middle of the night before yesterday. When I woke up, I found it, it Standing in my room, standing in front of my bed, its eyes are very black, just staring at me like this - I..."

Fang Yizhen had goosebumps all over his body just hearing her description, he forced himself to calm down, and comforted Ah Yun who was showing fear: "Don't be afraid, brother is here."

Ayun's emotions did not ease in the slightest: "I thought it was my hallucination, so I didn't fall asleep last night. In the middle of the night, I couldn't help opening my eyes to see, it, it was here again." At the end, she It was obvious that she had collapsed, and she was trembling with fear. Fang Yizhen put his arms around her small body, "Don't be afraid, Ah Yun, brother will definitely protect you."

Ayun grabbed his chest and collar: "Brother, I have an intuition that it is the one who manipulated me, but what exactly does it want to do? Why does it lock its soul in the doll? Brother, you say it is Didn't he want to kill me? I peeled his skin, did he want to torture me in this way? Just like Dad, will I die too?"

"No, you won't die."

The body is automatically doing comforting movements, but Fang Yizhen's mind has already drifted away. Could it really be malicious towards Ah Yun?He remembered that whenever Ah Yun appeared on weekdays, it would be air-conditioned, and its disliked attitude was clear at a glance.But why didn't it do it?

But it doesn't make sense to think about it now.It probably won't be coming back.

In the middle of the night, Fang Yizhen was lying on the bed.In the past, every night, there would be a cold embrace stuck behind his back, which made him shiver non-stop, and he couldn't cover him with the quilt.It was warm under the quilt today, but he couldn't fall asleep, so he stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew in from the open window, it was gloomy, Fang Yizhen got out of bed to close the window, when he closed the casement, there was a sudden coldness behind his back, his heart skipped a beat, subconsciously wanted to exclaim, An invisible big hand suddenly covered his lips, pulling him onto the bed.

He staggered and fell on the bed, the weight pressed against his body quite forcefully, his cold lips replaced big hands, and he gnawed and bit his lips frantically, almost eagerly.Fang Yizhen couldn't breathe well, but the dogbi system was used to the rhythm of being kissed forcefully from time to time, and had no sense of resistance at all, so he just let him lie down and enjoy it.

Fang Yizhen's teeth itch with hatred.

Its tongue slid into his mouth and stirred vigorously, as if eager to claim, but also as a declaration of sovereignty, until Fang Yizhen's cheeks were so sore that it mercifully let go of the ravaged, red and swollen Lips, soft lips without warmth moved along the arc of his jaw, and gradually turned to his neck and chest.

There was a coldness in his chest, and Fang Yizhen belatedly realized that his pajamas had been torn apart by it, exposing a large piece of fair and smooth skin.

"Fuck?! Can this be tolerated? Don't pretend to be dead than the system, I'm still a man of integrity! I won't sell myself!!"

It was trembling, as if it was excited by the beautiful and warm scenery in front of it: "Yizhen, Yizhen, Yizhen..." There was a trace of longing and obsession in its hoarse voice, and the subtle trembling revealed a deep sense of emotion. Uneasy, as if the name it reads is its whole world, and it cannot bear any possibility of loss.

Cold fingers stroked the skin of his chest little by little in a pious gesture, after which, it bent down and carefully took the red spot trembling in the cold air into its mouth.

A burst of numbness instantly spread throughout the limbs, and Fang Yizhen finally moved the system when he heard the sad screams of those who heard tears.

He quickly escaped from under it, wrapped his pajamas tightly, and retreated to the bed: "Don't get close to me!! Get out!!!"

It didn't move, and looked at him quietly with deep eyes. It felt a little wronged and sad, as if Fang Yizhen had done something to break its heart.

Seeing that it didn't make any more excessive moves, Fang Yizhen calmed down slowly: "Tell the truth, have you been to the bank these days?"

It paused, and a faint "hmm" sounded in the air.

"You want to steal money for me?"

It hastily denied: "No, it's not stealing. I have saved money in the bank before, and I just want to take out my own money and give it to you."

"I do not need."

As if it didn't hear his words, it smiled sweetly and shyly: "I want to give you the money as a bride price. It's just that I still didn't get the money today, but I'm already familiar with the route, and I will definitely get it tomorrow. "

Fang Yizhen's scalp was numb, and he gritted his teeth: "I said, I don't need your money, and I can't marry you. Why are you coming back? Why haven't you been taken away by a Taoist priest?!"

It froze for a long time before slowly saying: "I escaped... I want to come back, I want to see you... Yizhen, no matter where I go, I will definitely come back to find you in the end."

"You have always been alone, I am reluctant to leave you..."

Fang Yizhen suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

He leaned against the wall in silence for a long time, and finally said quietly: "The puppet made of your skin, did you control Ayun to make it?"

It didn't shy away from answering: "Yes."

"What do you want to do?"

"I think, if you can see my face, maybe one day you will fall in love with me." It seemed to be intoxicated in some kind of sweet fantasy, and smiled slowly, and then maybe it thought that Fang Yizhen was merciless It burned its skin, and its smile froze.

Fang Yizhen couldn't help hugging her calf, her forehead resting on her knees.

It's really... scary.How could there be such a person, and where did its twisted and pathological obsession with him come from?How could it have the ability to control people's mind?What should I do next?One question after another filled his brain, and he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Finally, he lowered his eyes, and pulled the quilt to cover the top of his head: "...Get lost, monster."

It trembled slightly, and lay down carefully beside Fang Yizhen, trying to control its urge to hug him.

"Yizhen, don't be angry, okay?"

"Yizhen, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"...I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Yizhen, I won't leave you."

——How can I be willing to let you be alone, no matter what, I will be with you.

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the next day.

It left again, presumably it went to the bank out of desperation.

Fang Yizhen felt that after last night, his psychological ability to resist stress had improved a lot.

When he came back from school in the evening, Fang Yizhen saw a Taoist priest with a black and white yellow robe and a goatee wandering around the door of his house. He paused, and then walked over.

When the Taoist priest heard the sound, he turned his head to look, and his eyes lit up when he saw Fang Yizhen.

Fang Yizhen's guess came true.He took the initiative to say to the Taoist priest: "This Taoist priest is standing at the door of my house, what's the matter?"

The Taoist stroked his beard: "Little friend, the poor Taoist sees that you are surrounded by black air between your eyebrows, your eyes are cloudy, your expression is sluggish, and you are in an unusual state. May I ask if you have symptoms of drowsiness and unconsciousness recently?"

Fang Yizhen said bluntly: "It's not here now, the Taoist priest can speak directly if he has something to say."

The Taoist's eyes flickered slightly: "It turns out that my little friend knows. That's easy. Although the ghost is not very fierce, it is extremely hostile. It will explode one day. I failed to capture it yesterday. Today I specially followed its escape route to find this place. Most ghosts who refuse to enter the rebirth path have deep obsessions. If they don’t do what they want, the consequences will be disastrous. Little friend, people and ghosts have different paths. It doesn’t harm you now, it doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt you It will still be like this in the future, don't let yourself be harmed by a moment of benevolence."

Meanwhile: "Accept help or refuse help?"

Fang Yizhen lowered her eyes: "Accept help."

"Master, please come in."

...It is really terrible, Fang Yizhen doesn't want to face it for a moment, and it may harm Ah Yun, so he should choose to accept it at this time.

Anyway, it's just a string of data, whether it's reincarnation or soul flying away, this string of data will be erased during the running of the game program, so what's the difference?

The Taoist priest set up the magic circle in the hall, Fang Yizhen sat on the chair for a while, maybe because the yellow talisman paper pasted all over the wall was too dazzling, he turned and went back to the room.

After an unknown amount of time, small bells suddenly sounded outside the house, and Fang Yizhen's body tensed up.it came back.

The sound of the bell gradually changed rapidly, and the sound of Taoist priests chanting mantras came from the hall, which was noisy and noisy, with occasional shouts in the middle.Fang Yizhen couldn't help but open the door, and looked into the hall——

Numerous red threads entangled in the nothingness to form a vaguely human figure. The Taoist pressed a talisman paper on its head. In the next second, what was entangled by the red threads was no longer the invisible air, but a slender man with black hair and white robes. Tall and straight man.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't have any struggle, nor did he have any resentment or hostility, he just looked at Fang Yizhen quietly with his dark eyes like ink.His eyes were as sticky as ever, and Fang Yizhen even saw him smile slightly with joy the moment he saw him.

His facial features are exquisite and flawless, countless times more perfect than human skin.

However, no matter how good-looking it is, it is false and fleeting.

Fang Yizhen didn't even have time to recognize the emotion in his eyes. In the next second, golden light spots began to overflow from his skin, from dots to diffuse, the golden light surrounded his whole body, and finally disappeared.

The last bit of golden light disappeared, Fang Yizhen was still in a daze, and he didn't come back to himself until the Taoist called him: "Little friend, this thing is yours?"

Fang Yizhen looked at the ground in the direction the Taoist pointed, and at some point there was a red box on the ground.

He walked over, picked it up and opened it, and there were dozens of bank notes inside.

"I want to give you that money as a bride price" - it seems to have said such a sentence.It was blocked in Zhaozhuang by Taoist priests for so long yesterday, and it finally escaped, but it actually went back again.

Fang Yizhen suppressed a low and helpless sigh in his throat, but finally remained silent.

At this time, he found that there was a smaller golden box inside. When he opened it, he found a key and a card.

The key is used to open the red door, but what is the card for?He turned it over and looked at it several times, but the front and back of the card were blank, nothing unusual, so he didn't take it to heart.

Everything returned to calm, the Taoist put away the magic weapon, and when he was about to leave, Ayun came back, and the two met face to face, and the Taoist stopped her immediately.

"This little friend."

Ayun turned around in doubt: "Master Taoist, is there something wrong?"

The Taoist looked solemn and looked at Fang Yizhen: "Is this your sister?"

Fang Yizhen nodded: "Yes."

The Taoist said bluntly: "There is evil in her hand, which has aroused a lot of ghosts' resentment. If you don't dispel it immediately, your life may be in danger." ?”

Ayun shook his head: "No."

"It's strange, with so much resentment, they don't dare to be presumptuous during the day, but they will definitely come to you at night to ask for your life. Since you don't have a magic weapon to ward off evil, why are you all right?"

Ayun looked bewildered.

Fang Yizhen had a guess in his mind, which made his heart sink slightly.

Perhaps, it guarded Ayun's bed every night, not to harm her, but to protect her.

The author has something to say: Xiao Gong won’t just be like this, I just have a bad taste in abusing ink...Of course, I guarantee that Mo’s final ending will be to have sex with the vaccination every day!trust me!