Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

It seemed that he just wanted to stop himself from making a sound, but the invisible hand only held Shen Pei's chin in vain, without any intention of suffocating him.

In his previous life, he had never encountered a similar situation when he was on a mission. Shen Pei pretended to be frightened and stood still. He decided to see what this Ah Piao wanted to do first.

It was probably because the game system released a mission, and when the pleasant but weird singing around slowly disappeared with a burst of vague footsteps, the players who had been stunned in place before finally came back to their senses.

At the same time, the power that restrained Shen Pei suddenly disappeared.

At the beginning of the mission, I was forced to watch a "cutscene", and the long-haired girl patted her chest with lingering fear: "The sound is so close. Could it be that Boss is passing by us?"

"Just passing by," Du Pengze, who has successfully completed seven missions and passed the level for the eighth time, said nonchalantly. "The mission requires us to survive for seven days, and it will definitely not be a dead end as soon as we come up."

The calm and rational Cui Rui was by his side on the first mission, and later he reached a cooperation with Shen Pei of Chunyang. Du Pengze, who came all the way to cut melons and vegetables, really didn't think this game was so scary.

Knowing that the other party was Gao Wan, who was as famous as Shen Pei in the forum, the long-haired girl who was bullied had an embarrassing expression, but finally kept her mouth shut.

The clothes on his body were already wet by the drizzle, Cui Rui pushed his glasses: "Let's find a place to shelter from the rain first."

——With the help of the game system, no matter what exotic clothes they wear, they will not arouse the doubts of the aborigines in the mission scene.

A Piao, who caused Qingxi Town to be haunted, should have been dead for a long time. Whether it is a tile-roofed house with blue bricks and white walls or uneven stone roads, it is hard to think of modern society.

Perhaps it was because of the bad weather outside that the whole town was extremely quiet, only the sound of pattering rain could be heard.

The silver-white chinchilla in the Sea of ​​Consciousness was still sleeping, Shen Pei touched his chin unconsciously, thinking of the A Piao who covered his mouth.

Although he is not afraid of confronting the female ghost in red after his rebirth, but from the perspective of an ordinary player, does the opponent want to help him?

But why?

Could it be that this male ghost had an enmity with the Boss before he died?

Without the company of 0049, who usually loves to analyze and complain, Shen Pei was bored and cold, and he simply led everyone to the mayor's residence in a seemingly unintentional manner.

As in the previous life, the eloquent Cui Rui excused the players and his party as students who came to sketch in the mountains, and successfully got the mayor to allow them to stay overnight in the town temporarily.

It seems that only the grey-haired old mayor lives in this decent looking house. He raised his hand and pointed to the players tremblingly: "Let's live there."

Xiaopingtou couldn't help complaining: "Really, I'm definitely going to live in a haunted house again."

The little fat man who had been silent all this time pulled him hard: "Stop talking."

——Obviously he had gone a long way, but the old mayor, who seemed deaf and dazzled, stared straight at Xiaopingtou as if he had heard something.

His eyes were originally cloudy with the characteristics of old people, but now they are motionless, more like a pair of fish eyes that have been dead for a long time.

Xiaopingtou was taken aback: "Look..."

Before he finished speaking, he was gouged out by the short-haired girl beside him: "Shut up, you."

Shen Pei's heart skipped a beat.

The direction that the old mayor pointed out was only one guest room that seemed to be inhabitable. Du Pengze, who was walking in the front, pushed open the door and coughed twice due to the dust on his face.

This guest room is still the same as Chen Pei lived in in his previous life. The decorations covered with a thin layer of gray are very delicate. There is an old kerosene lamp on the round table facing the door.

The continuous rain has been falling non-stop, and the accommodation conditions in front of them are really worrying, so several people have no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the guest room.

There are really limited places to sit in the room, and the other players are worried that they will touch something that shouldn't be touched and offend taboos, one or two are looking at Shen Pei eagerly.

As if he had long been used to being counted on by his teammates, the black-haired young man looked as usual, and he pulled a round chair neatly and sat down.

The relieved people immediately sat down one by one centered on each other.

Among them, girls with long hair and good looks are the most particular. Seeing that the round stool was stained with dust, she took out a few paper towels and wiped it.

Knowing that Shen Pei's pure yang fate has the ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages to ghosts, although Du Pengze was upset, he immediately dragged Cui Rui to the left and right and sat around him like a guardian.

If 0049 is still awake at this time, then it must be able to discover the cunning in the eyes of its host, as well as the layer of ash that suddenly disappeared when the other party sat down.

"This seems to be a couple's room." Looking around habitually, the short-haired girl spoke first, "Double bed, mandarin duvet, and dressing table..."

The miserable wind and rain were completely blocked out of the window, and the little fat man cheered up and nodded in response: "No, it's quite warm."

"It should be the old mayor's son and daughter-in-law, right?" Xiaoping, who couldn't hold back his words, lowered his voice like a thief, "Looking at his age, he should have a grandson."

"But it seems that only the old mayor lives in this house now," the long-haired girl said as she wiped the table close to her carefully, without raising her head, "We walked all the way just now, and we didn't see anyone else walking around at all. .”

"Maybe they moved away, or..." They were all dead.

Not wanting to hurt the morale of her teammates at the beginning, the long-haired girl paused, not finishing the last few words.

However, for players who have been involved in supernatural games, even if the long-haired girl deliberately avoids mentioning it, they can still guess what the latter possibility is.

The sheltered guest room turned into the former residence of the deceased in a blink of an eye. The short-haired girl, who just felt her body warming up, unconsciously hugged her shoulders tightly.

Her actions seemed to have inspired Du Pengze, who had been frowning tightly. Ever since he sat on this chair, he felt uncomfortable in his shoulders.

As if being hit lightly by a dangling wind chime, or lightly pressed down by something, he moved back and forth a few times, but he still couldn't ease the soreness around his shoulders.

Even though there was a not-so-short Shen Pei in the middle, Cui Rui, as a raider, still noticed the strangeness of the protagonist at the first time: "Peng Ze? Are you okay?"

Turning his head to glance at the calm-looking young man beside him, Du Pengze didn't want to be disadvantaged in public, so he said angrily that he was fine.

Anyway, the closer the place is to Shen Pei, the safer it is, even if something happens, it won't be his turn to be the first one.

The room with the windows closed was dimly lit, and at the moment Du Pengze's voice fell, an electric arc flashed across the sky.

"Boom—"

With this light, the long-haired girl holding the ball of paper raised her head tremblingly: "Blood, there is blood on the table..."

But before hearing the response from other teammates, she opened her eyes wide in horror, as if her throat was being choked by an invisible hand.

When choosing a seat, she happened to be sitting opposite Du Pengze. From this angle, she could just see the two feet resting on the other's shoulders.

A pair of feet in cloth shoes.

The pain of suffocation made the man hanging on the beam grim. He firmly grasped the belt around his neck with both hands, and the cracked nails dyed the fine cloth a little scarlet.

Like a wobbling pendulum clock, his feet kicked Du Pengze's shoulders up and down, and occasionally stepped on the opponent's shoulders as the sitting posture of the person under him changed.

As if aware of the gaze from the living person in the room, he moved his white eyes and turned his head to the direction of the long-haired girl.

Without the long and swollen tongue that ordinary hanged ghosts would stick out, the unknown man grinned, revealing his dark mouth.

Blissfully, the long-haired girl suppressed the scream she was about to utter.

Xiaopingtou, who was sitting next to her, was not so lucky. Almost the moment he saw the male corpse clearly, he fell to the ground like shit: "Ghost! There is a ghost!"

The experienced Du Pengze immediately realized that something was wrong. He instinctively wanted to lean back and shake off the weight on his shoulders, but happened to be close to somewhere where the unknown male corpse had long been incontinent.

Stinks.

Du Pengze, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, couldn't help retching.

In the panic and chaos, only the black-haired young man who couldn't see the ghost was not affected, and he even retreated to sit on the beauty couch not far away.

Hallucinating, he heard a chuckle ringing in his ear.

I can't say how deep and deep it is, but it's obviously not the female boss's voice.

[So the husband of the ghost in red has such a sullen voice? 】

As usual, he complained to 0049 who was sleeping in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Shen Pei, who succeeded in pranking with his memory, blinked his eyes, but still could only see his teammates at the table fighting wits and courage in the air.

No way, in his eyes, the guest room is still that guest room, and there is no vision of the hanged ghost at all.

Feeling that Xiaoping's frightened tenor voice was really harsh, the black-haired youth shook his cuffs and slid down a small knife, clenching his fists as usual.

"Tick."

The sharp blade was stained with a layer of red, Shen Pei gently shook off the blood on his hand, and casually threw the knife upwards.

As if meeting the prey of a natural enemy, the hanged ghost whose skin was scratched immediately stopped shaking, and returned to the appearance of a quiet corpse.

Du Pengze looked at the young man leaning on the beauty's couch with a smug look on his head, "Shen Pei, you already knew that, didn't you? You fucking did it on purpose!"

Knowing how to detonate Du Pengze's gunpowder keg, Shen Pei's eyes were full of innocence: "No, I saw you all looked up, so I just tried it casually."

"Peng Ze, Shen Pei can't see ghosts." Cui Rui patted his lover's back comfortingly, and nodded at Shen Pei, "Sorry, he was just scared."

The little fat man who knew the truth couldn't hold back, he lowered his head and suppressed a smile until his shoulders trembled.

However, neither the long-haired girl with a gentle personality nor Cui Rui, who was in the same school as Shen Pei, proposed to bandage the young man's bleeding left hand.

Because all the players present knew that Shen Pei had the fate of pure yang, and the drops of blood that flowed from the other party's body were simply the best barrier to repel ghosts.

As for Shen Pei's mood and whether Shen Pei will be in pain, compared with the player's own life, it is really not that important.

[Sure enough, it's still the same. 】

Sighing softly in his heart, Shen Pei was about to get up, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Squeak-"

The bed shook slightly, and the clenched left hand was forcibly opened finger by finger, and a gust of wind blew through the wound on the palm, so cold that it seemed to freeze him to death.

The author has something to say: A certain ghost: the old Gong blows, the pain flies.

Pei Pei: Which bastard is it?Grandpa is freezing to death.

There is a reason for someone to approach Pei Pei, not a love brain, which will be explained later.

Pei Pei: 0049 is not here, I want to scare the scum to death, hee hee.

Comparing hearts every day, Chirp.