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

Jiang Mi didn't carry many things, except for the satchel on his back, there was only a 16-inch trolley suitcase left.

The first floor is the living room, kitchen and two bedrooms.

In the living room there is a sofa covered by a cloth cover.

The kitchen door next to it is sliding glass. Jiang Mi glanced in from the door, and saw that there were everything in the stove and cupboards.

The second floor is the master bedroom and study.

There are bathrooms upstairs and downstairs.

Jiang Mi put the satchel on the back of the chair beside him, opened the suitcase, took out a white towel from inside, walked to the edge of the kitchen sink, soaked the towel, wrung it dry, and then went to the second bedroom on the first floor.

He plans to clean out the first floor today, and then we can live in it.

Jiang Mi took a wet towel and wiped the bedside table and wardrobe clean. After wiping, he took a look at the tiled floor under his feet, and it was gray.

I don't know if there are any sweeping tools in this house. Jiang Mi is going to look for it first. He looked around downstairs, but there seems to be none.

Then, his gaze fell to the stairs leading to the second floor, and putting a dirty wet towel on the handrail of the stairs, Jiang Mi walked upstairs.

The stairs are made of wood, probably because they have not been lived in for a long time and have been in disrepair. One or two of the steps will make a slight creaking sound when stepped on under the feet.

After the stairs turned a corner, there was a corridor ahead.

On the left is the master bedroom with the door tightly closed. Jiang Mi stepped forward and stood still, pressed the doorknob with his hand, and slowly pushed it open.

Apart from the fact that the master bedroom is larger than the second bedroom, there seems to be no other difference. After looking at it, there is no sweeping tool, so Jiang Mi closed the door.

Not far from the master bedroom, there is also a small study. Jiang Mi also went in to take a look. Except for a few old cabinets and desks, there was nothing else.

At the end is the bathroom.

He opened the door and went in, and at the corner saw a few brand new sweeping tools wrapped in a large transparent plastic bag.

A broom, a dustpan, and a mop.

The frosted window in the bathroom was tightly closed, and the outside daylight came in dimly.

Jiang Mi found the sweeping tools, and felt much more relaxed, otherwise, he would have to go out to buy them now.

When he came to the corner, Jiang Mi bent down and stretched out his hands to pull open the plastic bag.

The bathroom door behind him remained there in a half-open and half-closed posture.

After Jiang Mi took out all the sweeping tools, he was about to stand up.

The bathroom door closed with a slow click.

It stands to reason that there is almost no wind here, and it is impossible for the door to close by itself.

The bathroom also fell silent in an instant, only the sound of Jiang Mi's breathing was left, and half of Jiang Mi's profile was clearly reflected in the bathroom mirror opposite.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight creaking sound from a distance outside the door.

That voice was exactly the same as Jiang Mi's voice coming up the stairs, slow and weird.

Jiang Mi looked up at the closed door, his gray-black left eye was full of calm.

He has traveled through this mission world since he was a child. With his own yin and yang eyes, he has seen many horrific and bizarre things since he was a child, and he was frightened from childhood. He was afraid that there would definitely be, but the fear turned into numbness later.

He was familiar with the usual tricks of these ghosts.

Holding tools in both hands, Jiang Mi stepped forward and opened the door. The corridor in front of him was empty, and he saw the head at a glance, as if the sound just now was Jiang Mi's illusion.

But Jiang Mi knew it.

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Jiang Mi went downstairs and continued cleaning.

It took more than half an hour before Jiang Mi cleaned the second bedroom and the living room.

He took out his mobile phone from his satchel, opened WeChat, and found that Brother Sun, the rental agency, had sent him several messages.

Agent: Mr. Jiang, you can use everything in the house. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me.roses.jpg

Agent: Mr. Jiang, do you have bedding? If not, I have a friend here who specializes in this. There are three-piece bed sets and cotton mattresses. The total is five hundred.

Intermediary: If you need it, I'll send someone to deliver it to you, saving you trouble.

Jiang Mi glanced at it, and he was indeed going to buy bedding just now, but since there are convenient and ready-made ones, he didn't refuse any more, so he replied the message.

Jiang Mi: Thank you, can I send you money via WeChat?

Brother Sun, the intermediary on the opposite side, responded to the message almost instantly.

Intermediary: Yes, I will send my assistant to send it over. It won't take long, don't worry.

Jiang Mi: It’s okay, there’s no rush.

After finishing the chat, he checked the time, and it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Mi came to the living room, took out the few clothes he had brought from the suitcase, folded them and took out the clothes hanger, and hung them on the balcony railing on the first floor.

He also brought some necessary toiletries himself, and put them in the bathroom downstairs first.

Since the upstairs door closed by itself just now, there have been no other supernatural events up to now.

After Jiang Mi packed everything, there was a knock on the door at the entrance.

Jiang Mi went over and opened the door, and the little assistant was standing at the door.

The little assistant was sent by Brother Sun to deliver the bedding. His face was still a little pale. When he saw Jiang Mi coming out, he smiled coyly, "Mr. Jiang, I have delivered all the things."

While talking, the little assistant glanced into the house, didn't dare to look any further, and almost immediately looked away.

Jiang Mi nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Hey, it's not a big deal."

The little assistant drove over and put all the things in the back seat. He helped Jiang Mi move into the house together.

It was already evening, and the crimson glow came in from the window, illuminating the empty house.

The little assistant was quick with his hands and feet, and with his help, all the things were in the house in a short while.

Jiang Mi glanced at him, feeling a little sorry, "Sorry, I don't have any water to drink here."

The little assistant waved his hands again and again, with a smile on his face, "It's easy to do with such a little thing, it's all right." He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, his throat rolled slightly, and he hesitated, "Just... Mr. Jiang lives here , Do you feel okay?"

Jiang Mi smiled, "It's okay, there's no big problem."

The little assistant hurriedly laughed in agreement, her eyes averted a bit, "It's fine if there's no problem, it's fine if there's no problem... Then I still have work, so I'll leave first."

Jiang Mi sent the person to the door and watched the little assistant sit in the car.

The little assistant fastened his seat belt, raised his head and was about to say hello to Jiang Mi before leaving. When he raised his eyes, he saw a faint figure at the entrance that should have been empty in the distance. His face was distorted, weird and terrifying .

The little assistant trembled with fright.

Jiang Mi was standing beside his car, clearly aware of the sudden panic on the assistant's expression.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Mi asked in a low voice.

The little assistant rubbed his eyes with a pale face, and took a closer look.

There is no one figure at the entrance, it seems that he just misread it just now in a panic.

He smiled reluctantly at Jiang Mi, "It's all right, Mr. Jiang, I'll go first."

Then he drove away in a panic.

Jiang Mi watched the little assistant drive away, then turned his head and followed the little assistant's line of sight to look at the entrance of the house behind him.

It was empty.

So, what did the little assistant see just now, ghost?

Jiang Mi didn't bother to study carefully. To be honest, he didn't care about ghosts or not. He raised his eyes and walked into the house, closing the door behind his back.

He came to the second bedroom to make the bed, and then it was time for dinner.

Jiang Mi took her mobile phone and keys, locked the door and went out, left Huayi Fuyuan on foot, and found a random restaurant outside.

During the meal, the second uncle asked him to chat, and the two chatted a few words.

After eating, it was almost eight o'clock, and Jiang Mi walked back home in a leisurely manner.

Right now, he has nothing important to do, so he is quite free.

Sitting by the bed, Jiang Mi thought about the death in this house.

He thought about it, and casually searched the Internet according to the address with the mentality of giving it a try.

Immediately after that, there was a row of related searches, and Jiang Mi casually clicked on a "Haunted House in Huayi Fuyuan, xx City".

It seems that someone in the local forum had some cryptic chats, and it seems that there are still one or two colleagues in it.

It's nothing more than saying that the house is not clean or something, there is something evil that can't be suppressed, and I advise others not to live there.

Jiang Mi looked at it and thought it was quite interesting.

I swiped my finger down, but I didn't find any effective news.

Jiang Mi looked at it for a while, then put down the phone, took out a change of clothes and bath towels, and went to the bathroom downstairs.

When I was ready, I closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower.

The water pressure here is quite strong, and the water rushes down.

After a while, hot water came out of the shower.

Jiang Mi wetted his body and hair with the shower, the steam was steaming, the light of the Yuba above his head was bright yellow, and the whole bathroom was foggy.

Hot water dripped onto the tiled floor and flowed into the sewer.

Jiang Mi turned off the shower, wiped his face, squeezed out the shampoo, applied it to his head and made foam.

After rubbing for a while, he turned on the shower again and washed his hair with his eyes closed.

The milky white foam slid down the body, because the foam of the shampoo was more irritating to the eyes, so Jiang Mi kept his eyes tightly closed all the time.

Then, accompanied by the sound of water rushing.

Tiny laughter came from outside the frosted glass door of the bathroom, low and odd.

It seemed that someone was laughing across the door, but Jiang Mi was the only one in the house.

After rinsing off the foam on the hair, Jiang Mi turned off the shower.

At this time, apart from the sound of water droplets, there was no other sound outside the bathroom door.

Jiang Mi remembered that there was an old saying in the industry that was like a joke, without any basis, saying that those who cry are complaining ghosts, and those who laugh are fierce ghosts.

Jiang Mi's gray-black eyes were cold, and he didn't continue to think about the laughter.

He picked up the shower head, ready to continue taking a shower.

But when he turned on the shower again, what flowed out was not water, but blood.

Jiang Mi didn't know what the red water was, so let's say it was blood.

The dazzling warm blood sprayed out from the shower, and the blood dripped all over the floor.

Jiang Mi frowned, and wanted to turn off the faucet, but even after turning it off, the blood was still spraying, and even more and more, the blood splashed on the tiled wall and then twisted and slid down.

Immediately afterwards, the Yuba lights above the head flickered.

On the ground outside the bathroom door, there was also the creaking sound of bones propelling forward, a little bit from far to near, and then climbing to the door, the creaking sound became louder and louder.

Jiang Mi watched the bathroom door move slowly, as if being pushed open from the outside.

Just when the door of the bathroom was about to be opened a gap, the lights of the Yuba went out, and even the lights of the living room outside the bathroom went out.

Jiang Mi's eyes were cold, and he opened the bathroom door impatiently.

Although there was no light, Jiang Mi's night vision ability was not bad. He picked up a large bath towel and wrapped it around his waist. His naked upper body was still dripping with water. He opened the door of the bathroom.

The mobile phone was charged in the bedroom, and he was going to use the mobile phone to light up the lights to see the electrical circuit of the house.

When passing the living room, the faint moonlight outside the window illuminated the floor, which also allowed Jiang Mi to see the road more clearly.

After Jiang Mi came to the bedroom, he accidentally tripped over the foot of the bed. He paused for a moment, and then a cold hand touched his waist from behind, and Jiang Mi almost shrank from the cold.

Ordinary people cannot see or touch ghosts, but ghosts can touch them.

Guys born with yin and yang eyes can communicate with spirits, which means... Jiang Mi can not only see ghosts, but also encounter ghosts, and the ghosts Jiang Mi encounters cannot use ghost energy.

Ghost aura is a kind of prop used by ghosts. The stronger the ghost aura can use ghost aura to do more things, such as making noises and moving tables and chairs are minor problems. The most extreme example is using ghost aura to kill people.

Jiang Mi felt the cold hand swaying around his waistline, and he pulled the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, it's so good that ghosts can still take advantage of him in his lifetime.

Jiang Mi grabbed the hand with lowered eyes, and pulled it forward. It seemed to be the ghost body of a young man, very weak, with little strength.

Jiang Mi grabbed the ghost by the back of the neck, pressed him face down on the soft bedding in front of him, and quickly folded his hands, bending his knees to press on the ghost's spine.

The entity that can touch ghosts was discovered by Jiang Mi when he was ten years old.

At that time, a hanged ghost haunted Jiang Mi and frightened Jiang Mi for a long time. Jiang Mi was so annoyed that he directly tore the ghost off the beam. It was also from that day that Jiang Mi discovered that he could exorcise ghosts physically.

Ghosts who cannot use ghost energy are no different from ordinary people. Jiang Mi pinched the slender neck of the ghost under him, and said coldly: "I'm sick, did you pull my switch when I was taking a bath?"

Obviously through the window, other people's lights in Huayi Fuyuan are on, but the lights in my own house are inexplicably off and still can't be turned on. Isn't there another reason why this ghost is making trouble?

The ghost under him didn't speak, and there were pale blue veins on the back of the folded pale hand.

Jiang Mi exerted force on his hand, his brows and eyes were cold, and his voice was lowered, "Do you know that ghosts can die too, do you want to try it?"

I just took a shower for less than 10 minutes, and the troubles never stopped. In the end, the power went out directly. Jiang Mi is very angry now.

Ghosts are spiritual bodies, which can be eliminated through magic tools, but Jiang Mi can directly eliminate them physically.

"it's me……"

After a while, a weak male voice came from under Jiang Mi's hands.

Jiang Mi lowered his eyes, and the water droplets slid down along the obvious abdominal muscles, "I won't live here for a long time, and you don't want to trouble me, we will not bother each other from now on, what do you think, huh?"

"it is good……"

The ghost below agreed in a low voice.

"Let me say it first. It might not be easy to kill me. On the contrary, the chances of you dying first will be higher. You must do what you promised, understand."

Jiang Mi's forehead was half-drooped, and he bowed close to the ghost under him, leaning close to the ghost's ear and asking, the warm breath brought an itchy feeling.

"understand……"

Jiang Mi saw that the ghost was still able to communicate and cooperated, so he was not so angry. As soon as he let go of his hand and withdrew his body, the ghost under him immediately turned into a wisp of black ghost energy and quickly disappeared.

At this moment, the whole house lights up again.

Jiang Mi didn't care about the disappearing ghost any more, he brushed up his wet hair, took down his mobile phone from the bedside table, glanced at the time, and continued to take a shower.