Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

What Mu Xing saw when he opened his eyes was the tattered curtain.

His memory of the last moment was that he took two clansmen to explore the deepest part of the seabed, and encountered the vortex of the deep sea.

Merman is not afraid of these things, not to mention that he is already a very advanced monk.

But he just got involved inexplicably, and then his consciousness went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Mu Xing supported his body and sat up from the bed. He soon realized that he was not rescued.

He changed his body.

Because he lowered his head, he was wearing a dark black coat, with exquisite silver patterns embroidered on the cuffs of the skirt, and the wrists under the cuffs were so thin and pale that there was no trace of blood, almost transparent.

This is not what he looks like.

The light group knocked on his door overseas.

Mu Xing let it in, and the light group said, "You have reincarnated again."

Mu Xing: "Well, you know again."

He looked around, not only the dilapidated bed, but everything was old and decayed, dusty and dilapidated, as if it had been abandoned for countless years.

It wasn't supposed to be like this here.

If not, what is it like?

He thought about it blankly, and some pictures faintly flashed in his mind.

The surroundings began to take on a new look as he recalled them.

The bumpy ground became level, and the tables and chairs with missing arms and legs recovered automatically and were placed neatly. There was even an elegant sapphire vase on the table, with a few delicate peach blossoms inserted in it.A few wisps of steam rose from the teapot next to it.

The faded and torn curtain above his head also became brand new, and Mu Xing could clearly see the lifelike bamboo patterns embroidered on it.

"This……"

Unlike before, he didn't have too many memories in his mind.

He only vaguely remembered that he was a young son of a prince's family, and died of a serious illness.

Thinking back to the scene just now, is he a ghost?

outside.

Xiang Feicheng pushed open the door, and the moment he walked in with his assistant, a gust of cold wind blew past him.

He subconsciously looked sideways.

【Fuck! 】

【Scare me! 】

[Really, really exciting!This is much better than a man-made blockbuster. 】

Even if Xiangfei Cheng was so courageous, his heart skipped a beat - with the "help" of the instrument, he could clearly see what the sinister wind was just now.

A limping "ghost" covered in blood passed by him, without even looking at him, of course.

[This buddy, it looks like he committed suicide by jumping off a building? 】

[Tut tsk tsk, where is he going? 】

[There are so many red spots in this yard, the magnetic field is a bit strong, I don't know if there is any reason]

Xiang Feicheng was also curious.

He has also visited many similar magnetic field points in the past two years, and has seen many such ghosts.

But this house is not particularly big, and it has attracted so many ghosts, which is really incredible.

Moreover, the most outrageous thing is that the next door to this house is another old house, but there is nothing there.

In the entire ancient building complex, there is only this one, which, like some kind of polyphon, has attracted a large number of souls in just half a month.

He swallowed, and said: "I always feel that we will have a big harvest today. To be honest, if I don't know that I am not in the same dimension as these spirits, they can't touch me, and they probably can't see me. I'm really a little cowardly."

[You are already very awesome, these people in our live broadcast are screaming and exciting every day, it really makes them match up with real people, and they are guaranteed to run faster than anyone else. 】

Xiang Feicheng continued to walk forward while explaining: "The place where we come in now should be the front yard. Here we can see that the whole layout is a very classical garden-like structure. This house is very big. There is a tree in front of it. The ancient tree is said to be thousands of years old... what the hell!"

The live broadcast room was full of crap one after another.

It turned out that something suddenly fell from the branch of the tree, and upon closer inspection, it was a female ghost with disheveled hair.

The female ghost's complexion was pale, her eyes protruded, and her long tongue stuck out. She was obviously a hanged ghost.

She was wearing a red dress, which was obviously not from this era.

She saw Xiang Feicheng, staring at him faintly with a pair of very protruding eyes, and blowing cold wind at him loudly.

The fans in the live broadcast room also felt the cold wind falling on their necks, and their goosebumps instantly popped up!

Xiang Feicheng: "..."

"Calm down." He didn't know whether to tell himself or the fans.

"Some of them can see us, but usually they can't touch us. So don't pay too much attention to it." As he spoke, he got closer and gave the female ghost several close-ups without fear of death.

"Well, this is obviously an ancient female ghost. Look at the clothes she wears. I don't know much about them. Fans who study ancient culture can learn more about them."

[Master Xiang is worthy of being Master Xiang, and his expression remains unchanged in the face of such a terrifying scene. 】

[This is why I love to watch Xiangye’s videos. The other anchors lead a large group of people to be brave every time. When they see ghosts, their voices tremble, and they can’t speak clearly, they are too weak. 】

Seeing that it was not Cheng, the female ghost rolled her eyes slowly and leaned over.

"It hurts..." she whispered.

Xiang Feicheng couldn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

The female ghost stopped talking and hung on the tree, ignoring him.

Xiang Feicheng said, "Let's take a full turn first, and see if we can dig out some stories from this female ghost sister later."

[Laughing, you have to tell a story when you meet Mr. Xiang. 】

【Looking at how calm Master Xiang is, I don't think the female ghost is scary anymore. 】

Xiang Feicheng walked forward, took two steps, and felt that something was wrong.

Turning around, good guy, that female ghost stood on her tiptoes, half floating in the air, following him, staring straight at him with a pair of piercing eyeballs.The distance is so close that it is almost posted.

Xiang Feicheng: "..."

His assistant was timid. Although he followed him, he didn't wear any equipment. He was a little panicked at the moment: "Brother Xiang, why do I feel that it's so cold?"

[Because there is a young lady standing next to you! 】

[The hair is still blowing! 】

【*I got goosebumps. 】

[Tonight is so exciting at the beginning, I will not be able to sleep]

Xiang Feicheng collected his mind and told himself that these things could not touch him, so it was just a holographic projection.

He calmly said: "It's okay, maybe the temperature is low at night, let's continue walking."

He didn't look at the female ghost following behind him, and walked forward when he tripped over something and almost staggered.

"Stepped on me."

"You stepped on me."

A pale hand reached out to grab his foot.

Xiang Feicheng broke out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously avoided it, only to realize that this thing cannot touch him.

A face as pale as a hand protruded from the ground, with bleeding from all seven orifices, staring at Xiang Feicheng resentfully: "You stepped on my head!"

Xiang Feicheng: "..."

Not right.

He was a little startled and thought: Why do the souls in this yard look... so smart?