Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 15 I Died on the Day I Confessed

This is not right.

Qing Lang stood expressionlessly in the warehouse, her eyes fixed on the thin boy huddled in the corner.

"Can you let me go! I can buy a lot of paper money and burn it for you..." The boy had tears streaming down his face at this moment, and his body kept trembling, begging for mercy.

"Burn it for me?" Qing Lang's eyelids twitched, his lips hooked into a wicked smile, "I said I've never even seen a bull's head and a horse's face, where do you want me to spend your money?"

"I... I don't know..." Seeing the sunny smile, the boy was even more shocked. He obviously had no way out, but he kept moving back, desperately wishing he could become one with the wall.

Seeing that he finally put away his smile like this, Qing Qing couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

What the hell is going on!

two hours ago.

Qinglang opened his eyes, and found himself wearing a blue and white school uniform, standing straight in the corridor, and the students in the classroom were in class.

Is this punished to stand?Qinglang raised her eyebrows, and then checked the strategy book while merging with the original owner's soul.

The original owner is a freshman in high school with excellent grades. When he was working part-time in the library, he met a senior in the third year of high school. After getting along, he fell in love with him, but the attitude of the senior was indifferent. The original owner was not an indecisive person, so he directly made an appointment to meet on the school rooftop. I intend to express my heart.

Then the next thing is sunny. Seeing this, he couldn't help but slander. He entrusted it to the Transmigration Department. Isn't it a shrinkage?

The strategy is straightforward and short, and the obsession is to be with the senior, so what Qinglang has to do is to test the senior first, and then take the initiative to get close to him.

After the soul fusion was completed, Qingqing stretched her waist, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a pleasant arc. At least there was nothing wrong with this meeting, and the background was correct.

However, Qinglang shook his head and put his hand on his forehead. The original owner's memory was extremely chaotic and fuzzy. Last time he also felt this way, but it was because his employer was drunk, and this time he was just simply standing as a punishment.

An ominous premonition welled up in Qing Lang's heart, and the memory picture became clearer, but he felt a strange feeling about his surroundings.

A shrill bell rang for the end of get out of class, interrupting Qing Qing's thoughts. He turned his head and saw students coming out of the classroom one after another, some of them were laughing and playing, and the corridor became noisy for a while.

Qing Lang felt that the scene in front of him was normal, but there was a feeling that something was wrong. He casually patted a boy passing by, smiling politely.

"This classmate, you..."

"Ah!" Before Qinglang finished speaking, the boy exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He screamed, sat down on the ground, kept backing up, trembling, and pointed at Qinglang. .

"Ghost! Ghost!"

His scream was so frightening that the students in the corridor were startled. The scene fell silent for a moment, but the next second there was laughter again.

"Lin Qi, you're stupid in studying, and you're still a ghost in broad daylight!" The boy standing closest to him squatted down and hooked his neck, and teased loudly, "I understand that you like Senior Zhong, but don't just because he is the president of the Ghost Club." , are you yelling to hell every day?"

When the boy said this, everyone laughed into a ball, only Lin Qi kept staring at Qingming, and finally, after Qinglang gave him a seemingly kind smile, he immediately scrambled and ran away.

"..." Qing Lang raised his eyebrows, the person he greeted casually was crazy?He turned around and looked at his face at the window. He couldn't look much better than his previous employer. His face was too pale. The only advantage was his youthful skin and sharp eyes.

The senior in the memory was in the third class of high school. Qinglang walked and recalled, and finally decided to ask someone. The senior in the original owner’s memory is also well-known, so it should be easy to inquire.

He found someone at random, and was about to pat the shoulder to show his friendship, but the friendly hand went straight through the other person's chest without hindrance.

"Does that... friend hurt?" Qing Lang moved her throat, trying to ease the shock in her heart, but the other party didn't give her face, and directly hooked up with others, and ran through her when the bell rang. classroom.

In the end, Qinglang used her body to pass through the wall, the teacher, and the students before resigning herself to squatting on the podium in the classroom, facing the bald male teacher who was spraying saliva and explaining knowledge with her buttocks, and calmly accepted that she had become a teacher. An existence that cannot be explained by science.

People still have a frightening name for his existence.

ghost.

In an instant, some images appeared in the memory, Qinglang's pupils shrank, and the original owner had already confessed to the senior he liked, on the rooftop where they met.

But in the face of his bold whitening, the senior showed panic, but fortunately, he didn't refuse directly, he just explained that it was too sudden and he didn't have any mental preparations, and he couldn't respond to his feelings, so he left in a hurry.

So the original owner still felt very hopeful at the time, and he was in a good mood and hummed with his arms on the railing.

An accident happened after this support. The railings were rusty and in disrepair for a long time, and they were very unstable. The original owner put his whole body weight down, and it broke immediately, fell directly downstairs, and died on the spot.

Qing Lang just wants to ask, in this situation, if he sees his senior confessing his love to him now, what is the success rate?

Perhaps the success rate of being scared to death is relatively high. After all, the original owner is not as good-looking as Xiaoqian, so the possibility of human and ghost affection can basically be ruled out.

What's more, the senior can't see him... Wait.

With a movement of Qinglang's eyeballs, he suddenly remembered the skinny boy just now, that person seemed to be able to see him?

Lin Qi...

Qinglang found Lin Qi only after walking around the floor easily. He was so frightened before and could continue to attend classes. There are only two situations in which he is brave, and secondly, he often sees ghosts.

It was obvious that he was not the first type, his clear eyes flickered, and Lin Qi gave him a very comfortable feeling.

Lin Qi inadvertently turned his head and saw Qing Lang standing outside the window, seeing that the other party was still waving to him, he turned back stiffly.

Qing Lang squinted her eyes, and wanted to walk in with a big swagger, but when she saw Lin Qi's trembling legs, she pursed her lips and squatted quietly waiting outside the window.

The bell for the end of get out of class came back again, and just as Qinglang stood up, Lin Qi pushed away the few people standing in front of him like a frightened bird, ignored the bursts of cursing, and quickly ran away.

"It's shameless." Seeing this, Qing Lang raised his eyebrows, muttered, and then walked his legs unhurriedly, but when he walked out with this step, he disappeared in place and appeared directly ten steps away. Soon, he followed behind Lin Qi, his playful gaze full of malice.

"Run~ It's too slow, too slow, you are being chased by a ghost, how can you escape with this speed?"

Hearing his voice, Lin Qi's body trembled, but his speed slowed down instead. When Qing Lang looked down, his legs were trembling again.

Qinglang chased him very easily. Lin Qi went fast when he was fast, and slowed when he was slow. Time to get down to business.

After running like this, the whole school has been turned around. Qinglang is amazed that Lin Qi is so strong in such a small body, he is really forced to stimulate his potential, and the passers-by who pass by from time to time are also stunned. It seems that Lin Qi is crazy The news will soon spread throughout the high school.

But Qinglang's face also became solemn after browsing the school buildings, his face was ugly, and the whole thing was the unlucky appearance of Yintang's blackening. He sorted out the memory of the original owner. Although it was still a little confusing, he could basically confirm one thing.

The school is still the same school, but the age may be wrong.

In the end, Lin Qi was exhausted after rushing into a warehouse for sports equipment, and after some unnecessary begging for mercy, Qing Lang went straight to the point.

"I won't do anything to you either, answer me a few questions," Qing Lang glanced up and down at Lin Qi with sideways eyes, his face was full of disdain, and he clicked his tongue twice, "Your small body is not enough for me to fit between my teeth. "

For the first time, Lin Qi sincerely thanked his parents for making him short. His heart was still beating violently, but he stretched out his hand to wipe his face and sniffed, "You say... I know what I know."

"Da da da, it's as if you're solving a problem..." Qing Lang saw that Lin Qi looked like he was about to pee again, so he stopped being funny, "Do you know Senior An Jian Ning, who is a senior in high school?"

Lin Qi seemed to think about it for a while, then shook his head for a long time, and said falteringly, "I don't know."

Qing Lang frowned, "He is the president of the student union in the third year of high school, are you sure you don't know him?"

Lin Qi paused, his lips were trembling, he swallowed for a long time, and he mustered up the courage to say, "Mr. Ghost, you are not from our class..."

Qing Qing was stunned for a moment, only to see that he continued to speak.

"The president of the student union in the third year of high school is Senior Zhong Yiyang." Lin Qi's eyes lit up slightly when he mentioned the name Zhong Yiyang, and he seemed to have calmed down a lot.

But his inadvertent words caused a huge wave in Qing Lang's heart, and many questions could be solved with one answer.

The original owner may, may, probably, have been dead for a while.

Qing Lang looked down at her rustic school uniform. Compared with Lin Qi, the difference was that it was rustic and super rustic.

After being decadent for a few seconds, Sunny calmed down again. It's all right, even if you leave the campus, as long as you find out about An Jianning's whereabouts, you can still pursue her. The background is not a problem.

"By the way, what year are you two now?" Qing Qing patted Lin Qi's shoulder with a smile, with an amiable tone.

Lin Qi shrank his neck and whispered, "2060."

Just after he finished telling the year, Lin Qi's sensitive nerves felt that the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the instigator was the ghost in front of him.

He subconsciously wanted to back up, but once again he remembered that there was a white wall behind him.

"2060...year?" Qing Lang spoke softly, he lifted Lin Qi's chin, leaned over, and chuckled under the terrified eyes of the other party, "Are you sure you read the calendar correctly before going out?"

"No..." Lin Qi shook his head lightly.

Qingqing let go of Lin Qi, stood up and took two steps back, the air began to be filled with fear that made Lin Qi suffocate.

"You go."

Lin Qi raised his head in a daze, and seeing Qinglang's expressionless face, he immediately bent over, stumbled and ran out of the warehouse on his weak legs.

The original owner not only died on the day of the confession, but also died for 40 years.

It took Sunny a long time to fully digest this fact, and he was so angry that his teeth were chattering.

"Chen Zhong, you fucking wait for me!"

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