Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

"No." How sharp is Mu Xing's senses?

He could sense that besides the two people and the ghost in front of him, there seemed to be more gazes falling on him through something.

He turned his eyes around and landed on Xiang Feicheng's eyes.

Xiang Feicheng watched the dreamy boy approaching him, raised his hand——

Xiang Feicheng could see that slender and cold white jade-like arm slipping out of his sleeve, and he could smell a cold fragrance from the tip of his nose.

Then, his eyes flashed.

The cold feeling around is still there, but those strange ghosts are gone.

Xiang Feicheng suddenly woke up from the treacherous and magnificent dream, shivering, and looked at the young man in front of him in horror.

His device, the one that "sees" ghosts, has lost its effect.

But he can still see the young man in front of him, in the gorgeous courtyard, even the fragrance from the flowers under his feet is so real.

In the live broadcast room that he can't see at the moment, the comments have exploded:

[What just happened?Why is the screen black? 】

[Help, I just saw the pretty little brother flicking his finger on my eyes, and I can't see anything]

[The anchor is not in danger, is it? 】

[This, who is that person?Is it a ghost? 】

[I have already contacted the interstellar law enforcement department. 】

[Crazy upstairs?Our website is not visible. 】

【Yes, if you want to cancel your account, don't drag everyone together】

[Can someone's life be important on your account?The anchor's life and death are still unknown.I also reported to the Star Network. 】

……

Xiang Feicheng naturally didn't know that the live broadcast room was already arguing because of him, and he was being asked various questions by Mu Xing.

What is this place, what is he doing here, and why can he see ghosts.

He admitted that he was a ghost in front of the two of them, but Xiang Feicheng could barely remain calm, and the assistant was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

Ordinary ghosts look scary, but they are not in the same dimension as human beings. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you can't touch them, just look at them as an alternative holographic projection.

But the young man in front of him was real, not only could he be seen and touched by them, but he could also directly hurt others.

This is terrible.

Although Xiang Feicheng didn't know the origin of this strange young man in front of him, he didn't seem to be malicious at the moment.

He has always been a free-spirited and sensible person, and there is nothing special about these questions, so he answered them one by one.

After hearing this, Mu Xing opened his eyes wide and couldn't understand: "So, you are an anchor, and you specialize in live broadcasting hell. Fans in your live broadcast room are keen to see ghosts with various dead faces, and take pleasure in this kind of horror ?”

Xiang Feicheng nodded.

Mu Xing couldn't accept it, he asked: "You guys don't feel offended by the deceased?"

Xiang Feicheng was taken aback, and subconsciously replied: "When a person dies, he is dead. There is nothing left. These souls are nothing more than a magnetic field left behind after death. They don't know anything, so why would they care? "

Mu Xing asked back: "I don't ask anything else. If there are your parents and relatives among these souls, don't you care if others use their souls as a gimmick for fun?"

Xiang Feicheng wanted to say that this kind of thing would never happen, but he shook his head obediently when he met Shang Mu Xing's cold eyes.

Mu Xing sneered: "That's why I can't accept that my close relatives encounter this kind of thing, but take pleasure in offending other close relatives. High technology is used to do this, which really opened my eyes."

He couldn't help but look at the spirits with different appearances in the courtyard.

According to what Xiang Feicheng said, he probably understands that in this world, after death, people with great obsessions can leave behind some souls.

So what kind of person is most likely to have obsessions?

Misfortunes come and go, and there are unwillingness left in life.

He has experienced reincarnation himself, and has also dabbled in cultivation. Looking at the appearance of these souls in the yard, most of them are unwilling to die, so the souls refuse to reincarnate and remain in this world.

Repeating the pain of the moment before death.

But what happened to them was actually used by these humans for fun.

If only these ghosts could find relief from their misery.He couldn't help thinking.

He just thought about it casually, and saw the ghosts in front of him, all with white lights on their bodies.

Blood, terror, and pain were drawn out of these ghosts one by one, and they slowly returned to their former appearance.

Xiang Feicheng discovered that even without the help of a device capable of sensing spirits, he could still see spirits.

He held his breath, and together with his assistant, stared dumbfounded at this miraculous scene.

Some souls are still surrounded by light spots, and some souls have completely changed into the appearance of normal people in life.

"Thank you sir! Thank you sir!"

"I'm finally free."

Many ghosts burst into tears, but they couldn't even shed tears when they died, so they could only thank Mu Xing excitedly.

Mu Xing also stared at this scene dumbfounded. Seeing all the ghosts bowing down to him, he hurriedly stepped aside and waved his hands: "You don't need to thank me, I didn't do anything."

A curvaceous beauty in palace attire said softly, "Your Excellency, why be polite, it is you who set us free."

Xiang Feicheng didn't know this beautiful woman, but the clothes on her were very familiar, and she was clearly the hanged ghost who hung on the tree before.

It turned out that this terrifying soul was actually such a beautiful and graceful woman in life?

He couldn't help looking at Mu Xing again, what kind of existence is this young man?After these souls met him, they all returned to their former appearance?

While wondering, he was ecstatic at the same time: This has never happened before!If he can send out this news first-hand, I don't know how much traffic it will bring!

If this young man can learn the tricks, the country's research in this area will definitely make great progress.

Also, if a person is dead and can maintain a clear mind with such a mentality, wouldn't that be equivalent to not dying?Can human beings obtain eternal life in another sense?

Various thoughts flickered in his mind until a cold hand touched the back of his neck.

There was a giggling voice next to my ears: "Let me see, this young gentleman has thin skin and tender meat, it must taste delicious?"

Following her words, something cold and slippery rubbed against the skin of the back of his neck.

Xiang Feicheng got goosebumps in an instant, his body couldn't help shaking, he subconsciously ran a few steps forward, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him in horror.

That touch... the hanged ghost from before, he could clearly see that long tongue sticking out of his mouth.

When I think about that thing...

He could not wait to faint.

He couldn't help but said: "You...you...we have no grievances or enmities, so stop joking with me."

"No injustice?" The female ghost said with resentment, "When I was suffering from the pain of suffocation, you squatted in front of me, shaking non-stop, listen to your words, what is it, live broadcast my Showing the tragedy to others? Aren't you very proud?"

Xiang Feicheng said in horror: "You know? Are you conscious?"

"Of course." The female ghost rolled her eyes.

She could understand what was happening around her, but her entire soul was imprisoned, repeating the pain at the moment of dying countless times, unable to escape, unable to respond to reality.

Can't meet strangers either.

But in this courtyard, she was liberated, freed from the endless pain, able to freely control her soul and body, and even appear in front of strangers.

For a moment, Xiang Feicheng forgot even his fear.

He remembered that he had seen so many ghosts in the past two years. He regarded them as moving images. He never knew that they were actually conscious.

There was a look of guilt on his face.

The female ghost glanced at him a few times, but said nothing.

Mu Xing was about to say something, but suddenly raised his head and asked Xiang Feicheng, "What did you do?"

Xiang Feicheng was at a loss: "What..."

Before he finished speaking, the blazing white light illuminated the world.

Xiang Feicheng raised his head, several airships hovered above his head, and his majestic voice shouted: "Xiang Feicheng! Xiang Feicheng! Please answer back."

Xiang Feicheng subconsciously glanced at Mu Xing.

Mu Xing didn't speak.

Only then did he feel relieved and shouted loudly, "I'm here!"

On the holographic screen of the main ship of the Blue Star Law Enforcement Team, the courtyard below is fully visible, and the people inside, including Mu Xing and hundreds of spirits, are clearly displayed in front of everyone.

On the holographic screen, except for Xiang Feicheng and his assistant, everyone else was covered with a hazy red light.

They are not people, but spirits.

But they are so human.

A member of the law enforcement team took a breath: "This...what is this situation?"

The captain calmly said: "Report to the superior immediately. Besides, these spirits don't seem to be aggressive. Our first priority is to rescue the two trapped below."

The law enforcement ship landed slowly, and Mu Xing suddenly looked at Xiang Feicheng: "You go."

It's not Cheng:?

He was overjoyed, then surprised, and said cautiously: "Can I go?"

Mu Xing smiled and said, "It's always possible."

He has no enmity with this person, why keep him?

As for the immoral things that Xiang Feicheng did, no matter whether it was intentional or not, someone he owed would always come to him.

Xiang Feicheng and his assistant turned around and left quickly. Before they had taken two steps, their eyes suddenly went dark.

The white light above the head is still there, but everything that is bustling and dreamy around me, like the tide receding, loses its color bit by bit.

The carved beams and painted buildings, the rare and rare flowers, the souls that filled the yard, and the mysterious boy all disappeared in an instant.

There is only a dilapidated old house in front of me, and the shoes have stepped on gravel and tenacious weeds.

Xiang Feicheng couldn't help turning his head back, with a dazed expression: Just now, is it real, or is it just a dream he imagined?

Suddenly there was a piercing pain in his arm.

Xiang Feicheng hissed, turned his head, and glared at the assistant: "What are you doing?"

The assistant looked at him naively: "Brother Xiang, do you feel pain?"

Xiang Feicheng said angrily, "I'll give you a slap and you'll see if it hurts."

The assistant said in a trance, "Then, it's really not a dream."