Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

As night fell, the tumbling clouds completely obscured the moonlight tonight, and the streets shrouded in darkness were hot and stuffy.

This is the eve of the storm.

The Jiang family's old house is located in the outskirts of the city.

Every weekend, Jiang Man would be called back to live.

Living in the old house are her grandparents, two old people who couldn't be more kind. Because they like to be quiet, they refused their children's request and stayed here.

After Jiang Man had dinner and washed, she sat in the living room and watched TV for a while.

Grandma Jiang came over half bent, with a smile on her face, deep folds on both sides, her loose eyelids drooping and looking at Jiang Man, "Manman, you have to go to school tomorrow, so go to bed early today. "

Jiang Man hurriedly responded, turned off the TV, and removed the pillow in her arms, "Grandma, I'm going to sleep then."

Then he got up and went to her room.

At this time, Grandma Jiang stopped her again, "Manman, drink a glass of milk before going to bed."

When she said this, Jiang Man happened to see the glass on the table next to Grandma Jiang, which was half full of warm milk, still steaming.

Jiang Man picked up the cup, drank the milk in the cup, then wiped off the milk stains left on her mouth, "Thank you, grandma."

Grandma Jiang smiled and watched Jiang Man go upstairs. When Jiang Man was stepping up the stairs, Grandma Jiang's reminder came from behind her.

"Manman, it will rain at night, remember to close the windows."

Jiang Man froze for a moment, with her hand still on the escalator, she glanced at the window of the stairs, it was dark night outside, because she was in the suburbs, she couldn't see any light.

"Okay, grandma, I'll close the window when I go up, it's okay."

Jiang Man pulled up the rabbit pajamas on her body, stepped on plastic slippers and went upstairs.

Until the sound of the door closing.

Grandma Jiang stood there without moving, the smile in her eyes disappeared, only the curved curvature remained on her face.

It was Grandpa Jiang who came out of the kitchen next to him. He glanced at the stairs with drowsy and dirty eyes, scratched his shriveled and wrinkled arms, covered with age spots, "Have you drank it?"

"I've already drank it, my lord is coming tonight, so don't disturb me."

Grandpa Jiang withdrew his gaze, and after a while, he murmured a word, "I know."

The Jiang family garage was waiting for someone, quietly waiting for the second elder to leave.

Jiang Man leaned on the bed, and the air conditioner was turned on in the room, making it cool and comfortable.

On the mobile phone, there were still messages from her good friend, complaining endlessly that the handsome guy she met this morning actually had a date.

Jiang Man stepped on the soft plush doll with both feet, tapped the screen with her fingertips, and continued to comfort her good friend.

After chatting for a while, the sleepiness surged up uncontrollably, and she yawned.

Then the chat was ended in a hurry, Jiang Man put the phone on the bedside table to start charging, raised her hand and turned off the light in the room.

His head was tilted on the pillow, his long hair spread out, and he gradually fell asleep.

As Jiang Man's breathing stabilized, a little red light flickered on the wall lamp in the room, and then disappeared.

The situation in Jiang Man's room was broadcast on the screen in real time by the surveillance camera. In order to ensure that everything was safe, they made full preparations and waited for the king's arrival like the most devout servants.

After making sure that Jiang Man fell asleep and would not wake up on her own, the two elders of the Jiang family drove away in the night until they disappeared completely.

Jiang Man is the only one left in the huge Jiang family's old house.

The house was empty, and Jiang Man's satchel was placed on the chair, and a doll pendant was dangling gently on it.

As time went by, the night gradually deepened.

Suddenly, a ghostly aura like a spider web spread from the corner of the wall, and a blood-colored sinking hole slowly appeared on the wall, like a sticky quagmire, filled with tiny air bubbles, exuding a strong Bloody smell.

Then a pale hand stretched out, and the sound of muscle tearing sounded in the room.

A gap was opened in the pothole, and the gap was getting bigger and bigger, and blood flowed down the wall.

Jiang Man was still asleep without knowing it, the soft quilt wrapped her up like a swamp, her dream was drowsy and terrifying, full of thick fog, and she couldn't see the slightest light.

Half a man's body protruded from the wall.

Then, the man's feet fell on the wooden floor.

The cold stench of flesh and blood approached Jiang Man, making people sick.

Although the ghost aura obtained by the death of a ghost mother and child is strong, it will always have an indelible stench.

When the ghost womb gnawed at the mother's body, the desperate and painful ferocity would appear in her ghost aura after death, like an irresistible resentment.

A finger pierced through the bed curtain and lifted Jiang Man's hair.

The stench filled Jiang Man's breath, causing her to frown when she was asleep.

On the bed was a graceful and fresh girlish scent, which was completely different from that of a carrion corpse.

Sweet and intoxicating, obsessive.

The fingers let go of the hair, and gradually approached Jiang Man's body.

Just at this time.

Two talismans floated from a distance and stuck to the outside of the closed glass window.

As the talisman began to burn, the window had a network of cracks spreading out, and then there was a loud bang, and the glass shards of the entire window fell all over the ground.

A sultry night wind blew in from the window.

The curtains were also lifted high by the wind.

At the same time, he came in with Night Breeze.

And Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi was brought up by his talisman, and directly borrowed his strength to jump in from the previously broken window, jumped over the glass shards all over the floor, and managed to stand firmly with his feet on the ground.

Jiang Mi moved his gaze away and looked at the man standing quietly beside Jiang Man's bed.

Only this face is the same as the man Hu Zheng's murdered daughter saw every night.

He is the male protagonist of the original book, Fu Huaihan, a fierce ghost who absorbs ghost energy through ghost womb, and claims to be the king of ghosts.

After confirming it, Jiang Mi suddenly felt a foul smell coming in from his nose.

Like a corpse that has rotted for a long time, mixed with the smell of mud and blood.

This is not only a stimulation to the nose, but also a physical stimulation, which is comparable to the pain caused by the body.

Jiang Mi really couldn't hold it back, he retched very much to destroy the horror atmosphere, the eye circles immediately turned red, and the gray-black left eye was watery, which was also due to the overdeveloped lacrimal gland.

Then he looked at the man standing beside Jiang Man, and immediately reprimanded, "Stay away from her."

Jiang Mi was afraid that even without Fu Huaihan's action, Jiang Man would be stinked away.

Fu Huaihan laughed tremblingly, curved arcs appeared on the bewitching and handsome pale skin, his brows and eyes were full of evil intentions, his eyes were strangely blood red, and he glanced at Jiang Mi with supercilious eyes. .

But in fact Jiang Mi is a bit taller than him.

He looked at Jiang Mi as if he was looking at a dispensable ant that didn't need to be crushed. The king-like ghostly aura immediately spread, but it also... became more and more stinky.

The red circles under Jiang Mi's eyes became more obvious, and he couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

Fu Huaihan didn't care at all how Jiang Mi came here, why he came here, and what his purpose was.

To him, Jiang Mi was just a flying insect that broke in suddenly, insignificant, and killing Jiang Mi with his own hands was a flattery.

"Only you dare to act wild in front of the king."

Jiang Mi: "..." He wanted to say something, but he was afraid of opening his mouth and retching.

Before Jiang Mi came here, I really didn't expect it to be like this... It stinks, it's just so bad.

Fu Huaihan looked at Jiang Mi's red eye circles because of fright, so much so that seeing the real king's terrifying coercion, the ant was too frightened to speak.

"You are not my opponent, ants."

Fu Huaihan glanced down at Jiang Mi.

At this moment, another completely different black air appeared in the room, quietly circling from behind Jiang Mi to the front, Fu Huaihan didn't even notice where it came from.

The black air dissipated, and a face full of calm smiles appeared in front of Fu Huaihan's eyes. The man's brows and eyes were soft and delicate, and his hair was curly.

Cheng Zhan took out two masks that he did not know where to find, with curved eyes and a gentle posture, he reached out and handed them to Jiang Mi.

The meaning is obvious, one for Jiang Mi and one for Jiang Man.

Jiang Mi was grateful in his heart, bowed his head and said with red eyes, "Thank you." Then, Jiang Mi turned his back and put on the mask.

Just when Jiang Mi turned around.

Cheng Zhan turned his head 180 degrees and stared straight at Fu Huaihan in the distance. The soft smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a twisted and weird arc, and he said in a low voice.

"Your opponent is me, don't make a mistake."

Fu Huaihan, who stood still, trembled subconsciously.