Little Cthulhu [Quick Transmigration]

"...No." Qin Yu said, "Why do you ask that?"

"But you haven't talked to me since the beginning..." The little ghost was downcast, like a child who made a mistake, and he didn't dare to look at him, "I'm sorry..."

There were only the two of them in the hall, empty, and their words echoed.

"It's not your problem." Qin Yu finally slowed down his voice: "I'm not angry with you."

Rather than being angry with the kid, it is better to say that he is angry with himself, but this kind of immature emotion is really far away from Qin Yu before entering the mission world.

He couldn't tell what he was thinking, and looked at the mess in his head from a bystander across a layer.

And the little ghost saw the other party curling up his fingers subconsciously, as if he was grabbing something and controlling something.

"Qin, are you worried about me?" He grabbed Qin Yu's hand and put it on the top of his hair.

Very soft.

Qin Yu subconsciously rubbed the other person's head, then withdrew his hand after realizing it, turned his head to look at the Western-style chandelier hanging in the hall: "Do you still remember what happened?"

"Well... I was watching TV on the bed, and suddenly the screen went black." The kid turned around and lay on him, with his head resting on his shoulder, sniffing the scent, and said unhappily, "I... wanted to go Looking for you, I suddenly heard someone calling my name...then I lost consciousness."

"It's the same as yesterday, very uncomfortable." He muttered, "...noisy."

"I woke up here, I wanted to get out, but I couldn't get out." The little ghost said aggrievedly, there was a seal in the basement, and the door was locked. He tried several times but was knocked back, and...

"And..." He lay on his back looking at Qin Yu's handsome and indifferent face, took his hand and pressed it on his chest together, "It seems like something is pulling me here, it's so uncomfortable."

The last sentence is muffled and soft, like a kitten acting like a spoiled child.

Qin Yu's finger moved slightly. He had thought a lot. Recently, he searched his memory and searched ancient books, but he couldn't find a solution. The blood contract was suppressed, and the other party didn't fight him head-on.

He bound his hands and feet and punched the cotton, feeling powerless and irritable.

"Stay by my side recently." Qin Yu said finally, after a while, his lips moved, "Don't walk around, just tell me what you want to do."

He didn't get a response, he looked down and saw that the little ghost had closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, so he sighed inaudibly and stayed here for a while.

As sharp as he is, as self-controlled as he is, he's already aware of one thing that's scary enough.

No matter how sophisticated he is with instruments and procedures, he has been gradually changed along the way.

When the little ghost was woken up again, it was already two or three in the afternoon. He vaguely saw Qin Yu sitting next to him, so he climbed onto Qin Yu's back, hung on it and continued to sleep soundly. Anyway, he didn't weigh much.

Qin Yu helped the little ghost up with one hand, and Wen Yang looked at him with a half-smile.

Boss Yan's face remained unchanged: "Master Qin, the car and things are all ready, and the funeral home has also been negotiated. You can take it there directly after you have a look."

"Ah."

Boss Yan's son, who was only fourteen years old, was tied tightly to a stretcher at this time. He is now more awake than yesterday, but he has been destroyed by long-term stress, fear and darkness.

Qin Yu cured him of facial sores again.

The other party suddenly hooked Qin Yu's Taoist robe with his fingers. Qin Yu glanced at it and turned around to get the prepared things.

"Master Qin, what is this?" Boss Yan asked as he looked at the inkstone in the other party's hand. It was only filled with clear water, and the bottom was shining indistinctly.

He did everything by himself today, or he had to follow along, and he really seemed to care.

"Crystal powder." Qin Yu dipped his pen in water, and with sparkling light, touched a few strokes on the person on the bed, and then explained, "Crystal is yin, and it can cover the yin on his body. If there is a better Extremely dark things are fine too.”

"I see." Boss Yan nodded knowingly.

Qin Yu then went to the funeral home with Boss Yan's people, hid him in the mortuary room, and carefully covered up——

This matter is risky, not to mention the innocent child, since he accepted the deal, he will try his best to reduce the possibility of accidents.

Arrange everything in the basement again, just waiting for the right time.

"Why put the double in the basement?" Wen Yang leaned against the wall and asked while Boss Yan was out to answer the phone, "Is it okay if you're not here?"

Qin Yu ignored him, but what the other party said was correct, but... the fact that the little ghost was summoned to the basement was still in his throat, and he could only take the opportunity to investigate if he stayed here.

"Qin, don't talk to him!" The kid didn't know why today, he was more tired than the previous few days, but when he saw Wen Yang, he straightened up, like a aggressive little rooster.

"Hmm." Qin Yu asked him, "Did you feel anything?"

"It's gone..." The little ghost felt it for a while, hesitating to weigh his words and said, "I was here before... sticky and wet... By the way, I can still smell a very sweet fragrance."

"It made me dizzy."

He leaned close to Qin Yu's ear, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and his soft lips touched the back of his neck. Qin Yu unnaturally turned away a little, and heard him say, "It's strange, why can't I find where this smell comes from?"

Qin Yu was taken aback for a moment, grabbed the back of the kid and pushed him down a little bit, and pushed him towards him in the little ghost's interrogative sentence, and the two got very close.

"Wow, Qin! What are you doing all of a sudden?" the little ghost said blankly, pursing his lips subconsciously, a little shy like a teenager.

"do not move."

The tip of Qin Yu's tall and handsome nose touched the root of the hair beside his ear, rubbing against the soft flesh, as if he was smelling something.

itchy...and hot...

Are humans such a hot species?

"Qin..." The kid snorted his name from his nose as if begging for mercy, and subconsciously grabbed Qin Yu's hair with his fingers, "It's so itchy..."

Then they were pulled away.

The little ghost was even more at a loss, a little nostalgic, but saw Qin Yu frowning tightly, with frost in his eyes, uttering a few words from his mouth with gnashing teeth: "The fragrance...is on you."

As if the territory has been demarcated, a sticky sweet fragrance permeates from the flesh and blood, a bit like the smell of inferior powder.

But it's far away and very faint, and you can't find it unless you smell it closely.

"Hey!" Hearing the words, the little ghost leaned closer to him and smelled it. He stayed for a while, "Qin... I didn't smell it."

Qin Yu can be sure that there is another person on the little ghost... or a contract with other things, and the traces are left behind, and that thing tries to take the little ghost away at a certain time.

The little ghost should have this contract before he came, but it has been lurking all the time, but the little ghost was just an ordinary high school student before his death, and he was trapped in 707 after his death. How did he find it?

...His parents suddenly had enough money to hire those masters of metaphysics, and then hurried away with their eldest son without any regrets.

It's hard to say there's no connection.

"...It doesn't matter." He held down the kid who was still trying to smell it everywhere, "It's fine if you don't smell it, I'll find a way to get rid of it after I finish dealing with the matter here."

"Oh……"

The little ghost entangled him bonelessly again, and Qin Yu felt a light prick between his brows. He held that cold slender finger: "What are you doing?"

"Don't be unhappy, Qin." The kid whispered, "Then kiss?"

Qin Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the second half of the sentence, but his mood improved a lot, and he put his fingers against the other's approaching lips: "Are you coaxing me or are you coaxing me?"

The little ghost was a little embarrassed, and managed to finish his sentence with a shy face: "Then... can you coax me?"

"I didn't expect you to be together." Wen Yang, who was ignored by the two people, interrupted suddenly, and he chuckled, "It's really interesting, the Taoist priest and the wraith...but let's also look at the place? I'm still here."

The kid who was interrupted bared his teeth and glared at him. Qin Yu didn't bother to explain, and continued to place things on the ground without changing his expression.

The eight stones were placed in different directions. He chanted a mantra to invite the patriarch, and then took out a bamboo stick from his sleeve and threw it out. The bamboo stick spun wildly when it hit the ground.

Qin Yu quietly watched it stop slowly, and then cracked into two halves.

Sure enough, the spell indicating the direction couldn't find that thing at all, and was even noticed by the other party.

He slowly brought up a smile, and he realized that it was best to always face each other, which could be considered as a response to the other party's provocation.

"What is Qin doing?" The kid poked his head out and looked curiously.

"Looking for something."

Qin Yu casually put away the stones, crushed the bamboo stick under his feet, and asked Wen Yang, "Do you still want to stay here? Our deal is just to bring you along, and I won't be responsible for your safety."

"Don't underestimate me." Wen Yang said, then looked at the room without windows.

"it's getting dark."

Boss Yan came once in the middle, then sent away the bodyguards and hid outside himself.

"10, 9..." Qin Yu counted silently in his heart.

He hid in the corner near the door, where crystal powder was used to circle half a circle on the ground, and the little ghost was held in his arms, waiting curiously with only his eyeballs purring. He was told countless times not to make a sound and not to leave the circle.

Wen Yang stood in the corner of the wall facing the bed, looking lazy and not worried at all.

The last number fell, the afterglow of the outside world faded away, and the sky completely darkened.

Qin Yu first heard the sound of slow moving footsteps, the sound of leather shoes dragging on the wooden floor.

The sound drew nearer and became more pronounced.

The little ghost also heard it, and wanted to say something in the dark, but Qin Yu covered his mouth and stopped him with a breathy voice: "Hush—"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of slamming doors sounded, shaking the walls of the room, and the scraping and scraping of iron objects was extremely ear-piercing.

Qin Yu frowned, is there a body?

There was a loud bang...the door opened.

Faint light came in, and a middle-aged man in a suit dragged a kitchen knife in his hand, his eyes turned white, and he walked in slowly like a zombie——

It was Boss Yan who should have been hiding outside.

His shadow dragged and stretched on the ground, and the edges changed, extremely irregular... It seemed that several people were struggling and surging inside to get out.

The little ghost stepped back subconsciously, but it was against Qin Yu's warm, slightly heaving chest.