[Quick Transmigration] I just want to go through the plot quietly

As soon as she uttered such an earth-shattering voice, Han Shutong regretted it, especially when she saw her well-behaved, sensible and weak younger brother looking at him with a teary (not) face, the guilt in her heart almost overwhelmed her. drowned himself.But things like ghosts, let alone whether her younger brother, who grew up under the spiritual leadership of not being allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the country, would believe it, even if she believed it unreservedly, she would not want to involve the other party in it.

She stiffly glanced at the old ghost who still didn't repent and stretched out her hand to try to touch her younger brother. She suppressed her anger and said with a sullen face, "Sorry, I'm in a bad mood today, brother, go back to your room first." Well, I want to be alone."

Maybe a normal person who doesn't know the truth can really be fooled by her, but it's a pity that Luo Jiugong has lived for so long, and the slightly abnormal expression in her eyes secretly looking in front of her can be seen at a glance; Even if he couldn't see it, he already knew that there was such an old ghost by his sister's side, so the truth is...the old ghost who the author of the original book set up to live for a thousand years...should...just Less than one meter in front of me...

And quite possibly even closer.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but see all kinds of horror stories he read before going to the Space-Time Administration.Thinking that maybe a creature belonging to the same species as the protagonists in those stories was in front of him, and maybe staring at him with blood-red eyes, he immediately felt a chill run down his spine. The soles of the feet climbed up, and spread to the limbs in an instant, and the scalp tingled for a while.

Stretching out his hand to cover his frightened beating heart, the hair on Luo Jiugong's back stood on end, his face turned pale, but as an excellent employee of the Space-Time Management Bureau, even at this time, he must never forget to act!

With obvious worries in his eyes, Luo Jiugong whispered, "Then I'll go back to my room first. Sister, don't carry your worries alone. I'm not young anymore, so I can help my sister share the burden."

Hearing his younger brother's sensible words, if it wasn't for that old ghost still poking in front of his younger brother, Han Shutong almost wanted to pounce on him with tears in his eyes and give him a good hug.It's a pity that under such circumstances, she could only soften her face and said, "Well... hurry up, it's really not a big deal."

Luo Jiugong nodded when he heard the words, he couldn't wait to walk into the house step by step, and closed the door, he rubbed his arm that was frightened by the goosebumps just now, turned his head and put his face on the door , hold your breath, and listen carefully to the sounds outside.

If he couldn't see the ghost, he couldn't hear the other party's voice, so he could only piece together the content of the conversation from Han Shutong's suppressed words that came into his ears. You go to heaven and the like, and there is no useful information.But since she gritted her teeth at the end, she was so angry that she wanted to buy three speakers to surround the other party and cast the rebirth spell, it should be that they broke up unhappy.

Seeing that the outside finally calmed down, Luo Jiugong shrugged in the corner after listening to it for a long time, and lay back on his little bed short of breath due to heart problems, closed his eyes and began to flip through the original book in his mind, and fell asleep unconsciously .

What he didn't know was that when he was eavesdropping, the thousand-year-old ghost who was clearly supposed to be arguing outside floated in along the wall, floating gracefully in the air, as if he wasn't in such a modern world In the room, but in an antique house as quiet.Resting his chin with one hand, he looked at his strange behavior curiously. After he went to bed and fell asleep, and his breathing gradually became even, Feng Guizhong, who traced for a long time with his eyes, raised the corners of his beautifully shaped lips. , stretched out her pale fingertips, and touched the smooth cheek of the light sleeper.

Sure enough, it was warm.

This thought flashed through his mind, and after confirming that the touch in the darkness just now was not an illusion, Feng Guizhong planned to move his finger away, but in the next moment, a wonderful feeling passed through his fingertips.Although it was so weak that it was almost negligible, this kind of sweetness that made his whole soul tremble was definitely not an illusion! !

This is.....

It's like a person who is extremely thirsty suddenly gets a handful of rain, like a vine that a person who fell off a cliff accidentally climbs up, like the only driftwood in the hands of a drowning person.However, he hesitated for a moment, and the next moment, he almost greedily covered his entire soul on this ignorant person, slowly absorbing the soul power that escaped from his body...

.So powerful, pure, and warm, the power of the soul.

I personally feel that I am about to hoard too much darkness because of the millennium, and the soul that has gradually turned into a ghost is gradually being repaired and purified. Although it cannot be done at one time, as long as there is enough time, one day, his damaged soul will return to its original state .Closing his eyes, Feng Guizhong almost devoutly felt the comfort of being bathed in the sun, his crow-black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he almost groaned in satisfaction.

It wasn't until the people under him were startled by the cold aura emanating from his soul that they frowned and were struggling to wake up, that he realized that he had absorbed too much today. It's a drop in the bucket, but this weak body can't hold on.Forcing himself to float up, he carefully looked at Luo Jiugong's pale pink lips that were uneasily pursed, and the light of soul flashing between his brows, his eyes were full of smiles.

Appearance can be modified, language can be deceived, and reputation can be forged, but only the soul can never be faked.

See you in a thousand years, he has seen too many people and too many things.Some so-called heroes, but their souls are as filthy as a filthy swamp; Or, the soul is already dark.No matter how good they say on the surface, they all have hidden filth and selfishness that cannot be erased.

Of course, there are people with truly clean souls...but this world is too cruel, such people are often unable to adapt to the impact of filthy people, and often die before they can show their light.

Pure and white, but too fragile to protect herself.

And this kind of sunlight, like the morning sun, is dazzling but not glaring, it just gently sprinkles on people, and while comforting, people feel the powerful soul in it, let alone seeing it, even if it is just a thought, it has never been appeared in his thoughts.

Now, during this awakening, I accidentally met her.

I just clearly took it without my consent, but this person's soul power was gentle without a trace of resistance, as if knowing his urgency and needs, and even sent some to him spontaneously. One can see what kind of upright and pure soul this is.

Such a beautiful thing....

Feng Guizhong passed through the quilt, held the slightly sticky right hand covered with cold sweat, and even slanted, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles.There were too many things written in his eyes, so much that he didn't even realize it, the kind of eyes that looked at treasures as if he was looking for it hard, and finally got what he wanted.

It would be a pity if it disappeared...Since you helped me, let me protect your unique soul.

Muttering a few words between her lips and teeth, the vow she made from her heart turned into a black streamer, engraved into the palms of the two people's hands, the pure black print flashed, then submerged into the skin, and disappeared.

Luo Jiugong, who didn't know that he was branded like this, woke up early the next morning, thinking of the inexplicable dream when he slept yesterday afternoon, and looked at the palm of his hand in surprise. After seeing that nothing was sent, he Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, shook his head, and sighed secretly that he was so frightened by a ghost who had never even seen his face. He almost lost his eyebrows as an employee of the Space-Time Management Bureau!

No, no matter how afraid I am of ghosts, I can't stop working hard because of this reason!

Thinking of the pitiful minimum four-digit number in my savings account, and the six-digit number owed to the Space-Time Administration in order to buy a physical body, and the smirk of Minister Spicy Chicken, Luo Jiugong's eyes suddenly became extremely firm. ! !

If this mission also fails, and there is such a cheating free mission, I might as well die! !

If you don't die, you will be tortured crazy by this damn task! !There is no one normal in the danmei department! ! !

Taking a deep breath, he patted his cheeks. Early the next morning, Luo Jiugong walked quickly to the school with his schoolbag containing three extra-curricular books on his back. He didn't even go to class, and went straight to the ghost club In the activity center, I found a lot of books about ghosts and read them with a pale face. I vowed to answer the questions in the sentence in the original book, "Little Shou, who plays the heroine's younger brother, asks some questions about ghosts every day." All turned out.

As everyone knows, Feng Guizhong, who has absorbed a lot of soul power since that day, has solidified his body, and his Yin power has also become stronger. The ghosts who come to trouble them in the original book are all very interesting. Where it is cool, stay there.

So, being idle, on the one hand, in order to absorb the power of the soul nearby and purify it; The black hair of worry is about to fall out.

I don't care about my body so much, I'd better tell his sister, if this goes on, my body will be destroyed by myself.

So, when I went home that night, what Luo Jiugong waited for was my sister's distressed expression of hating iron for nothing + crying.

Luo Jiugong: ......?

And... so what? ?

The author has something to say: Thanks to Eilen for a mine, bows!

_(:з」∠)_In this chapter, Su died. . .