Little Cthulhu [Quick Transmigration]

The little ghost is a little ghost, and he said that he can go anywhere, but he still cheered when he saw the amusement park.

"There are... a lot of people, Qin." The little ghost laughed, and reached out to touch the bubbles blown by the kid next to him, reflecting the colorful and beautiful brilliance in the evening, "Bubbles."

As soon as he poked it, the bubble burst, and he shrank back in shock, and looked at the child who hadn't noticed anything with a guilty conscience: "Ah..."

Qin Yu paid for it and bought a bubble gun, a kid's toy, and it cost 31: "Go back and play."

The little ghost hugged him and cheered: "Yeah!" Then he pointed to the carousel over there.

Qin Yu: "Go by yourself, I'll wait for you outside."

After all, it was a weekday evening, and there were not many people playing. There were a few children sitting here and there on the merry-go-round, playing outdated cheerful music.

The little ghost hugged his arm and dragged: "Qin... Let's go together."

"Together...well."

Qin Yu couldn't help it, but fortunately he had a good mental quality, he could pretend not to hear the girls whispering and taking pictures, and he could also pretend not to see the strange expression of the ticket seller.

In the end, with a dark face and a 28-year-old mental age and appearance, he stepped onto the pink colorful pony.

Only today, he thought.

The kid nestled in his arms, stroking the horns on the pony's head curiously, and laughed triumphantly, his messy hair dangling around his chest.

Then there was the big pendulum of the pirate ship. Qin Yu stood up and down, and the laughing and screaming of the little devil could be heard throughout the scene. In the end, he was the only one who leaned on the wall and fainted.

The little ghost wandered around him, mocking him, and then became interested in the jumping machine and roller coaster over there, shaking his head and wanting to take Qin Yu there.

Qin Yu finally said: "No, play other things, or go by yourself."

The little ghost has infinite energy, he really can't move.

The little ghost sighed regretfully, then pointed to the haunted house with the painted skulls over there: "...Ghost!"

Then he repeated the same trick to shake Qin Yu's forearm, calling his name stickily.

That's how clever it is to deal with its owner.

Finally went, the kid patted his weak chest to ensure that this must be the last one.

The haunted house is a two-story hut, and it is a narrow and winding path to enter. Occasionally, the broken limbs of the props will be stepped on the ground, and there will be eerie screams, but unfortunately no one will join in.

The little ghost just laughed, followed by screaming, and poked the soft thing again, but was grabbed by Qin Yu and lifted up by the collar: "It's too dirty, don't touch it carelessly."

There are also shoddy plastic corpses popping up around the corner, with eyes painted a reddish color, freshly painted, and still smelling bad.

Too low quality and superficial, Qin Yu lost interest, he was still thinking about those complicated and weird memories.

"Ah...!" The kid pushed open the door of the next room, blocked his sight by the falling red paper, and could not help but whisper, "Qin...Qin..."

Qin Yu came over and brushed away the paper pasted in front of his eyes for him: "What's your name? You are also a ghost."

As he carefully looked at the red paper, it was probably a small mechanism that would fall off when pushed away.

The invitation was written with gold powder on it, and there was a little mention of an auspicious time, xx and xx were married in heaven, their names and surnames were mostly blurred by ink, but the time was very close.

But no one really cares about the above content.

"No!" The kid retorted, he was not afraid, only Qin was afraid of these things.

He pointed to the aisle that glowed with a faint red light.

A wall is sunken inside, and there are tribute wedding candies and festive cloth flowers, and a big "囍" is pasted on it, and two black and white photos are spliced ​​together.

One was blotted out with a black pen, and the face could not be seen clearly. It was probably a man, and the other was a very handsome young man with slightly drooping eyes and a small mole on the tip of his nose. He was smiling happily.

Qin Yu's heart beat heavily.

"... Married?" The kid asked, "Wow, man!" It's two men.

"Yeah." Qin Yu nodded and looked back, he didn't see anything, it seemed to be an ordinary scaring prop, "What's wrong?"

The little ghost glanced at the other party's plain expression: "Two... men are also okay?"

Qin Yu then came over to pinch his nose, and in the light of the other party's "ah", smiled lightly and said: "Don't think wildly, little ghosts can't fall in love early."

"Not early! I'm full..." The kid blinked in confusion, how old is he?Can't remember, my head hurts.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Qin Yu pulled him over: "I'll think about it tomorrow."

"Uh-huh!"

The kid quickly put aside the episode.

The haunted house is not big, and the little ghost saw the passageway before he had enough time to play, muttered a few words unhappily, and went to climb his humanoid cat climbing frame again: "Qin... go back..."

It was sweltering outside, and it was already night. The musical fountain not far away had been turned on, and the gaudy lights shone brightly everywhere.

The kid got excited again, floated over, and reached out to touch the flower-like fountain, obviously not having played enough.

"Have you had enough fun? Let's go back." Qin Yu also stretched out his hand, and the cold water drops fell on the back of his hand, and fell along the index finger, where a red thread unknown to outsiders was entwined.

"Yeah...no..." The kid answered honestly, he looked back at Qin Yu in the dim light, "today...only five hours."

"Qin... still owes..."

The little ghost's memory hadn't recovered yet, so he dazedly counted on his fingers, and couldn't count, so he pretended, "I still owe... a lot of hours."

He hugged his sugar bowl and counted his few possessions. Let him eat half of it today, so that he will have half tomorrow, and if he eats a little less tomorrow, he will have it the day after tomorrow.

Every day.

After listening to such a childish speech, Qin Yu laughed lightly after a while, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

People like him are not suitable for keeping small animals, especially puppies.

Puppy... what kind of animal is it?You raise it, it is all it has, it chases you unconditionally, loves you and is loyal to you, it wags its tail at you, showing off its soft belly.

If you can't afford such love, why did you raise it in the first place?

Qin Yu thought, he really hadn't suffered enough, and fell into this kind of trick again and again.

You're going to hell for cheating on cute puppies.

People like him are going to hell.

"Zhou Zhou."

The little ghost is not very used to his own name, and it took him a while to realize: "Yeah!"

"Let's go, let's go to school." Qin Yu said, the musical fountain just announced the time - now it is Beijing time 20:00 sharp.

Of course it's not a "baozi school". He checked, and there are only two or three middle schools in the surrounding area, and only one has a pronunciation similar to that of baozi, X Castle Zi Middle School.

According to the time of the kid's death, he was probably in the second and third year of high school, so he should be doing self-study last night.

The little ghost reluctantly withdrew his paws playing in the water, and floated to Qin Yu's side, but he didn't ask why he suddenly wanted to go to school to have a look.

He is a very good puppy in front of Qin Yu.

Qin Yu clicked on his mobile phone to call a taxi, somehow remembering the comment the system gave him.

【Qin Yu, you are really a cruel person. 】

He is.