I cried after fighting with the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The man's words were a heavy hammer, nailing Awang in place.

The other party's obvious hostility caught him off guard, and it took a long time for Awang to come back to his senses, "Mr. Sheng, I don't understand what you mean."

At this time, Lu Jiadong suddenly shouted, "Mr. Sheng, help, help."

Sheng Yiming lowered his head, gently touched the young man's forehead with his fingertips, and his voice was as cold as scolding a disobedient animal.

"Don't be noisy."

With just these two words, Lu Jiadong knew that he was going to be finished.

He had heard of Sheng Yiming's inhumane reputation long ago, but he never expected that this person would be so cold, that a disaster would happen right in front of him, but he could turn his back on him and add insult to injury.

That "don't make noise" was like an order to the lunatic who dragged him away!

Sheng Yiming didn't stop him, which was perfect for Awang.

He finally glanced in the direction of the sofa, and continued to drag him to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Pan Linlin's body was huddled in the small space between the toilet and the wall, her neck was pinched by an invisible hand, and the back of her head was slammed against the cold and hard wall.

The dull pain spread from the back of her head to the front, her brows were tightly wrinkled, her red lips turned pale, and they were opening exaggeratedly, desperately sucking in oxygen.

The hand that pinched her suddenly strangled her mouthpiece, making her struggle on the verge of death.

Pan Linlin's mind was flickering, playing the bits and pieces of the past twenty years. She realized that she was about to die. The unattainable dream.

The hand that was scratching in the air gradually loses strength, lowers, and finally falls to the ground.

Almost at the same time, the bathroom door opened.

Awang looked at Pan Linlin who was rolling her eyes, and shouted eagerly, "Sister, I brought someone in."

Lu Jiadong turned over and lay down on the ground, struggling to grab Awang's leg, but was kicked on the head by the other party, and his forehead hit the floor, causing his head to bleed on the spot.

At this time, Pan Linlin's consciousness was already blurred, because her eyeballs were rolled up, she could only see a little bit of the ceiling, but when she heard the words Lu Jiadong, she was about to lose her body consciousness and came back again.

At the same time, she felt the shackles around her neck disappear.

Pan Linlin took a long breath, her throat was irritated by a large amount of air, and itchy, she couldn't help arching her back and coughing violently.

Lu Jiadong wailed in pain, seeing the man who was about to die suddenly regain consciousness, he desperately stretched out his hand in the direction of his girlfriend, "Save me, Pan Linlin, save me quickly, if you save me, I will marry you, and I can give you all of my property! "

"Bastard." Awang kicked from behind, staring at the void, "Sister, how do you want to take revenge?"

The empty air fluctuated, and a group of gray shadows appeared in midair, gradually revealing a festered face.

The face was covered with yellow tissue fluid, and as she opened her mouth, the skin and flesh fell down.

Pan Linlin was so frightened that she didn't bring it up, and passed out directly.

When Lu Jiadong saw that he was the only one left, he almost peed his pants, and began to excuse himself, "I know you hate me, but it was not my intention to kill you, it was you who threatened me first, and it was you who disregarded our feelings. I made the wrong choice! I, I am not wrong, it is you who are wrong, it is you!"

The gray figure hanging in mid-air suddenly turned around and approached rapidly, the face that made it impossible to see the whole picture almost touched the tip of his nose.

The strange stench covered Lu Jiadong's face, his throat was blocked, and he almost vomited out on the spot.

Awang stretched out his hand from behind, grabbed Lu Jiadong's hair, and at the same time pressed his shoulder against his back, and asked in a gloomy voice, "Can you still recognize who she is?"

Lu Jiadong's mouth was trembling, "Yes, yes..."

The face facing him suddenly smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the corners of his mouth stretched all the way to the ears, revealing scarlet gums and blood-stained teeth, and the stench spurted out, straight into his mouth.

The Lu family yelled loudly, their legs trembled, and the foul smell wafted up.

Awang frowned in disgust, curled his lips and kicked up from behind, causing Lu Jiadong to fall out and land on Pan Linlin's body.

He got up in a panic, and his first reaction was to lift Pan Linlin's body with both hands, using it as a shield for himself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his back touched the cold wall, a hand with black nails appeared beside him, pulling him from the side of the toilet to under the shower.

With a bang, cold water poured down.

Lu Jiadong shuddered from the cold, that terrifying face followed him again, this time it was pressed on his shoulder, kissing his chin affectionately like the tenderness between the two many years ago.

"Ah Xiang, go to reincarnate, I will take good care of your brother for you, everything before is my fault, I will burn incense for you, light a lamp for you, and find someone to save you... By the way, you want You want to replace the dead ghost, right? She is already lying there. You just need to kill her, and your pain will be relieved..."

Awang glanced at the unconscious woman on the ground, and suddenly remembered the eyes of Mr. Sheng hiding in the darkness. He panicked, and subconsciously shouted, "Sister, don't touch her."

Ah Xiang didn't respond to the surroundings, she closed her eyes, and inhaled the scent of Lu Jiadong's body almost in enjoyment.

Then he opened his mouth and closed his eyes to bite.

"Ah!!" Lu Jiadong cried out in pain.

The pain overcame his fear and cowardice, and made him struggle crazily, but no matter how he struggled, his legs were fixed to the ground as if they were bound by iron chains.

He crawled forward desperately, his nails broke off, leaving red bloodstains on the ground, which were quickly diluted by the cold water from the shower and flowed into the sewer.

The pain on the chin is spreading, cheeks, neck, shoulders, arms and calves, every place seems to have a mouth biting and gnawing fiercely.

The pain was so painful, it was really going to be so painful that he wished he could pass out, but time and time again he was pulled back to his senses by more intense pain.

Just when Lu Jiadong thought he was going to be bitten to death, a scream suddenly sounded in the bathroom.

Thinking of something later, Lu Jiadong lifted his clothes and looked at his stomach. On it was a rune tattooed with cinnabar paint.

When he found out something was wrong two days ago, he specially asked the exorcist master and the tattoo artist to help him out.

Paper amulets may be burned or lost, but the runes tattooed on the body will always be there. At this moment, Lu Jiadong is very grateful for his original thoughts.

With the rune at his side, he suddenly felt less afraid. His feet slipped several times and he finally stood firm.

Just about to run, Pan Linlin, who fainted from fright, suddenly woke up.

Her body seemed to be broken into many sections, and she struggled to prop up her body. There was a creaking sound between the bones, and then she slowly raised her head, looking at the blood-stained eyes with only the whites left. man under the shower.

When it was too late to realize something was wrong, Awang suddenly kicked Lu Jiadong's knee forcefully.

Lu Jiadong fell into the mud, and the severe pain caused by his knee hitting the ground made him unable to get up at all.

Before he could groan in pain, a hand appeared on the floor.

The ferocious woman had already crawled towards him at some point, pinned Lu Jiadong's shoulder and lifted it vigorously, his whole body was like a light and fluffy piece of paper, and he sat on his back in an instant.

With cold fingers reaching up, Pan Linlin pushed aside the obstructing fabric, and under Lu Jiadong's horrified eyes, she lowered her head and opened her mouth to bite off the rune.

The screams from the bathroom continued, and even if a dead pig slept outside, it must have been woken up.

Li Yu jumped straight from the man's arms to the ground with a carp, and looked at the man with a dazed expression, as if he had just woken up from his sleep.

"Did you hear someone yelling?"

"No." Sheng Yiming patted the suit jacket wrinkled by the young man's sleep, clasped the young man's wrist, and pulled him into his arms again, "Go to sleep, it's still early."

The screams of pain seemed to come from a very far away place through a heavy curtain.

Li Yu tensed his body vigilantly, his eyes swept over the three hospital beds not far away, and the people who should have been lying on them were gone.

"Where are people?" He looked at Sheng Yiming, "Where are Awang and Lu Jiadong?"

The man sighed and held the young man's wrist, "I don't know."

"How come you don't know?" Li Yu knelt on the sofa with one knee, grabbed the man's collar with both hands, and pulled him very close.

The eyes that are close at hand are dark and deep, and the light refracted from elsewhere is reflected in them, like stars twinkling in the cold night, distant and cold.

Li Yu was not confused by these eyes, and after confirming that there was no sleepiness in them, he said firmly, "You haven't slept all this time."

"Yeah." Sheng Yiming easily separated the two hands that were almost touching his chin, wrapped them with his backhand, and raised his brows, "Why is it so cold?"

Li Yu, "..."

Brother, wake up, now is not the time to be ambiguous.

Li Yu retracted his hand and listened carefully again, but Lu Jiadong's voice disappeared.

Lu Jiadong did something wrong and deserved any retribution, but Pan Linlin was innocent.

He pursed his lips and softened his tone, "Can't you tell me? Miss Pan is a nice person, I don't want anything to happen to her."

"She'll be fine." Sheng Yiming spoke coldly, making it clear that he didn't want him to intervene, "other people's karma has nothing to do with you, if you insist on getting involved, it won't be so easy to get out."

No matter how metaphysical this sounds, Li Yu asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" Sheng Yiming chuckled. Someone asked him the same question before, and his answer was, "I am neither a human nor a ghost, and cause and effect have nothing to do with me."

Li Yu felt uncomfortable when he heard it. It was also because of him taking the initiative to approach the target that he had the result of being together.

He asked, "What about me?"

"You are my cause." Sheng Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly, inserted his fingers into the young man's soft hair, pressed his fingertips against his scalp, and rubbed tenderly, "Because of you, I am what I am now."

Li Yu has nothing to say, his face is so hot that he is dying, this love talk is perfect.

A familiar prompt sounded in his mind, and the system took the initiative to open the toolbox to let the host take a look at the newly arrived props. He took a bite of a coffin that was ordinary in style but painted with various runes.

Li Yu was at a loss, "What do you mean? Who is this thing used to pretend to be? Me, the target or someone else?"

1551, "I don't know, please let the host explore by itself."

Li Yu angrily asked the system to put the things away, so that they could not be seen. This kind of thing is unlucky no matter how you look at it.

He turned sideways and put his ears on the man's chest. There was no heartbeat inside, and the cold body temperature came through the clothes, reminding him that the man in front of him was not a normal human being.

Especially after showing his true face, he didn't even bother to pretend.

Li Yu grabbed the clothes on the man's chest and wondered if the revived card was for the mission target.

Without pretending, Sheng Yiming has no heartbeat, no body temperature, his consciousness can be divided into two strands, and when he is in a good mood, he can be atomized into ghosts to scare people.

And fundamentally speaking, in addition to innate formation and geographical influence, yin qi is also affected by the impression of the surrounding environment. If there are dead people everywhere, yang will decline and yin will prevail, and yin qi will naturally accumulate.

The dead souls and ghosts that evolved due to various conditions also exude yin energy. After they are attracted by the accumulated large amount of yin energy, their own yin energy will also blend into it.

It's like a cycle.

Sheng Yiming's existence attracts ghosts, and the yin energy of ghosts is also strengthening him.

In this way, without rounding up, the target is a dead person.

Since he is a dead person, the resurrection card should work on him.

"Help!" came a miserable cry.

Li Yu's thoughts were forced to stop.

The yelling didn't end, and it was more exaggerated than the cry of killing a pig.

This time, Li Yu finally got his bearings, and the voice came from the bathroom.

Knowing that he couldn't stop it, Sheng Yiming buttoned up his suit jacket, stood up from the sofa, "I'll accompany you."

Li Yu glared at the man, and knew that this guy was playing tricks. He probably used some kind of ghost-covering skills to block the outside sound for him.

The thin wooden door of the bathroom was locked from the inside and could not be opened at all.

"You come." Li Yu took a step back and stepped aside.

Sheng Yiming pinched the handle, and effortlessly unscrewed the handle that seemed to be frozen on the door.

One second before pushing the door open, he suddenly pressed the young man into his arms, pinning the back of his head to prevent him from turning his head to look back.

There was blood in the bathroom.

Lu Jiadong kicked weakly on the ground with his two legs, a hole was opened at his Adam's apple, and blood trickled out, staining his open white shirt red.

Li Yu's nose was pressed against the man's chest, and all he could smell was sandalwood, only occasionally catching a little fishy smell.

He frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

The hand clasping the back of his head was gentle but unresistable. Li Yu could feel the man's fingers rubbing his hair a few times, as if to comfort him.

The man's tone was very casual, "It's nothing, it's just that the bathroom is a bit dirty."

Li Yu didn't believe in nonsense, and turned his head around, to no avail.

Lu Jiadong rolled his eyes white at this moment, he didn't know whether it was pain or fright, his whole body twitched, his hands and feet trembled non-stop.

Pan Linlin was lying on top of him right now, with blood on the corner of her mouth.

With a creak, her head turned from the front to the back, staring at the two people at the bathroom door in surprise and greed with the whites of her eyes.

Li Yu only felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his intuition told him that something was staring at him.

Sheng Yiming held the young man firmly with his hands, not wanting him to see any filth, "He is dying, and what you want to do has already been done."

Pan Linlin made a strange sound, and suddenly rushed to the bathroom door.

Awang felt more uneasy, subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Pan Linlin's arm, and was grabbed backhanded by the other party.

Three wounds stretched across his arms, bleeding black blood, and the entire forearm was completely paralyzed in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't feel any pain.

Sheng Yiming quickly pulled the young man behind him, stepped on his feet, and entered the bathroom.

Li Yu staggered and stood firm, then looked up, and the bathroom door was closed.

After patting a few times without giving up, I heard a man's voice coming from inside, "It's not good for children to watch too much blood, obediently wait outside."

Li Yu was shocked by the word kid, "How old is he?"

Before, I only guessed that the mission target already existed in the area where the red moon is located, but I didn't explore when it was formed.

Now hearing the other party call him a kid, Li Yu has a terrible guess, "He must be an old monster."

1551 said, "Check it yourself."

Li Yu asked, "The secret of the target has been solved."

1551 said firmly, "Don't you enjoy the process of exploring problems by yourself?"

Li Yu wanted to say that I really don't enjoy it, I want to live a peaceful life, lie on the bed and wait for the answer to come from the sky, but saying this would be too disrespectful to the system.

So he could only patiently say, "All right, all right, I'll check it myself, but can I trouble you to find all the historical materials related to the house in Red Moon?"

"Of course." 1551 readily agreed.

Li Yu snickered. After obtaining the historical data, he can judge the changes the target has experienced based on what happened, which is almost equivalent to the system sending the answer to him.

Wanting to fight with him, brother one is still a little tender.

In a space separated by a door.

Awang's body was fixed to the wall by a cloud of black smoke, and he was crying for Sheng Yiming to stop.

Pan Linlin was pinched around the neck by a man's hand, black mist seeped out from the man's fingertips, and got into her mouth like water snakes one after another.

Her mouth was forced to open, protruding blue veins stretched out near the corners of the eyes, and the bloodshot covering the whites of the eyes burst, staining the already terrifying eyes red, and blood tears dripped down the corners of the eyes.

Standing at the door of the bathroom, Li Yu was shocked when he saw this scene live.

No matter how stupid people are, they can understand that Sheng Yiming wants to kill Pan Linlin, no, to be precise, he should want to kill A Xiang who lives in Pan Linlin's body.

Li Yu asked the system, "When did Ah Xiang fuck Pan Linlin?"

1551, "When you fell asleep."

After thinking about it, the system planned to say something for the mission target, "But he warned Awang not to involve innocent people."

Li Yu's focus was a bit off, "Why did you tell me this now, what else did you see?"

The system thought that I saw too many things. I saw people biting people in the bathroom, and saw your man hugging you and not letting go, and even blowing air into your ears.

"Nothing else, that's all I've seen." 1551 spoke confidently, without any guilt.

Li Yu believed it, and slammed on the door sideways, but the fragile wooden door remained untouched.

He sighed and could only continue watching the live action.

Pan Linlin in the picture is like an inflated balloon. Her cheeks, limbs, stomach, and other parts of her body are all inflated. There is something visible to the naked eye wriggling under the skin, trying to break through the thin skin and get out.

Ah Wang realized something, and howled like crazy, "You can't treat her like this, she will die! Sister, sister..."

The ferocious Pan Linlin suddenly changed her face. With her bloody eyes, she looked in the direction of Awang begging for help, and forced out broken words from her throat.

"Help me...Awang...My sister is in so much pain, you're going to kill him, hurry up..."

Awang cried and begged for mercy, "Mr. Sheng, please let her go. She has never harmed anyone. It was my idea to kill Ding Lian, and it was also my idea to seize the house...Mr. Sheng, I beg you, you have to settle the score." onto me."

"In the past, Ah Xiang would fulfill himself at the expense of others?" Sheng Yiming asked rhetorically, but the strength in his hands did not diminish.

Pan Linlin's exposed skin was like a fragile piece of paper stretched by an external force, with cracks already appearing.

Awang replied in a panic, "No, she is such a kind person, no..."

"See clearly what she is." After Sheng Yiming finished speaking, more and more black mist poured into Pan Linlin's mouth.

She struggled in pain, and the pleading expression that had just floated on her face became ferocious again.

Under the blue and white face, the black blood vessels turned into black silk, strewn arrogantly across the face, like intertwined tree roots.

Dark red tears still flowed down the eye sockets, and the mottled flesh fell down disgustingly.

At this time, there was no trace of Pan Linlin on that ghostly face, which belonged to A Xiang.

Ah Xiang's voice was hoarse and sharp because of the thick smoke, "Awang, save sister, sister only has you as a relative, you must save me...Kill him, kill him, kill them all, they Damn it all!"

Ah Wang looked at the ghostly, already in a state of madness, and was in a trance for a while.

The day he received the news of his sister's death happened to be New Year's Eve, and the director of the township police station came to the village to deliver the death notice in person.

At that time, he was sitting on a small bamboo stool, guarding the door like a statue.

Although there are only two of them, it is not as lively as other houses, but to him, Elder Sister is all the warmth. As long as Elder Sister is there, it will be warm in winter, and no matter how deserted the home is, it will be lively.

But Ngawang never thought that what he was waiting for would be a death notice.

That night, holding the thin piece of paper, he watched the New Year alone until dawn.

After school started, Awang went through the formalities of suspending school, packed a few changes of clothes, took the tuition fee for the next semester that his sister had sent back, and set foot on the train.

According to the mailing address, Awang found the house that Ajie had rented before her death.

He still remembered that when the landlord who lived in the same building at that time saw him, he complained in a dragged voice, "Are you Axiang's younger brother? Oh, you finally came. If you didn't come, my house is also I dare not tidy it up, and I dare not rent it to others casually."

The landlord led him upstairs, opened the room, dragged him inside, and complained, "Look quickly, clean up what you need, throw away what you don't need, and then clean it up. By the way, Sprinkle some grapefruit leaf water to get rid of bad luck, there are people waiting in line to rent this house."

"I rent it." Awang said.

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, "But I have already found a tenant."

Awang still remembers his expression at that time, vicious and despicable, "Does that tenant know that the previous tenant of this house is dead? If not, I can tell him for you."

If the truth got out, the house would not be easy to rent. The proprietress hurriedly said, "No, I will rent it to you, but it will be based on your sister's previous rent."

"it is good."

After that day, Ngawang stayed in the house. He lay in the house for three days without eating or drinking, recalling every detail of the siblings with tears in his eyes.

His father died early, his mother was three years old when he was three years old, A Xiang left them and ran away when he was eight years old, and his sister supported him.

Now that the sky is falling, he feels lost and in pain, and doesn't know what to do.

Until one day, while cleaning the rented house, he found a mobile phone and a diary stained with tears.