cannon fodder attack

After Xi Ye finished taking the takeaway, he wanted to eat in the kitchen, but when he saw a certain ghost staring at him intently, he was silent for a while, and went back to his bedroom.

It's a good thing that the protagonist Shou's appearance is the same as before his death, otherwise he might not be able to help but want to do it.

Jian Nanxi looked at the door that was mercilessly closed in front of him, and touched the tip of his nose.

...This is too much to ignore.

Xi Ye ordered hot and sour noodles, and the moment he opened it, the aroma filled the room, so he had to open the glass door connected to the small balcony to let the room ventilate.

Jian Nanxi floated in through the door.

He suddenly revealed his figure.

Xi Ye glanced at him lightly, and then turned his gaze back to the hot and sour noodles on the table.

... After a huge sense of frustration welled up in his heart, Jian Nanxi ignored the unwillingness in his heart and laughed softly.

He walked over, and after getting the substance, his shoes stepped on the tiles, making a "da, da" sound.

"Why are you ignoring me?" There was a hint of teasing in the words, just like coaxing an angry girlfriend.

Jian Nanxi sat on the table, bent slightly to the side, and was less than [-] centimeters away from the young man who was eating hot and sour noodles.

"Is it delicious? It smells good to me."

Xi Ye moved back and nodded: "Not bad, it's better than yours."

The atmosphere was quiet.

The next moment, Jian Nanxi laughed out loud: "You haven't even tasted what I taste like, so how do you know that I don't taste good?"

Xi Ye really thought about this question for a while before answering him: "Because you don't look very tasty."

Devour = eat.

A ghost that can eat evil ghosts, he has to be hard enough to gnaw, and he doesn't want his teeth to be ruined.

Jian Nanxi stretched her calf and rubbed Xi Ye's calf affectionately, her face was a little ambiguous: "It's better to have something practical."

"..."

Xi Ye finally sat upright. He just came to this world, and he planned to get used to it first before preparing for the mission.

But the protagonist...why does he always feel coquettish?

Before the eerie atmosphere continued to rise, the living room door rang.

Mu Jinlin is back.

Xi Ye slowly held the fan between his arms, and nodded his chin toward the door: "Your master is back."

Jian Nanxi sighed regretfully, put his fingers together, and blew a kiss to Xi Ye: "Baby, it's not a coincidence today, let's meet again at another day."

After finishing speaking, there was no boy in the room, as if he had never appeared before.

Xi Ye looked at the hot and sour noodles in front of him with disgust.

Tsk, all his appetite was scared away by that blown kiss.

Mu Jinlin entered the guest bedroom, and as soon as he turned on the light, he saw the young man who had just taken it back a few days ago leaning against the window sill with his arms folded, leaning against him with a smile.

He paused, and then said indifferently: "I will bring you with conditions, if you can't show your value..."

He only reluctantly kept him by his side for the sake of the opponent's strong fighting power, but the boy still refused to agree to be his shikigami.

For example, he just went out to clean up his Yin Qi. If the young man has become his ghost, he will never and dare not refuse to go with him.

Jian Nanxi's smile that exudes a romantic atmosphere anytime and anywhere is rarely restrained a lot, and even his eyes are a little colder.

He snorted involuntarily.

To be honest, he had taken a fancy to this person's looks at the time, and begged to follow him when he became interested for a while, so he didn't hesitate to say that he could be this person's ghost.

but now……

"I don't want you to."

Mu Jinlin figured it out in an instant, and pulled his lips: "Why, have you taken a fancy to that Feng Shui master?" When he mentioned the word "Feng Shui Master", he did not hide the indifference and contempt in his tone.

Jian Nanxi smiled, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Mu Jinlin frowning alone.

Because Jian Nanxi died on the other side of the cemetery, no matter how powerful he was, his scope of action could not exceed that cemetery.

But Mu Jinlin brought him out.

If Jian Nanxi doesn't become Mu Jinlin's ghost, then he will face the fate of being expelled by other celestial masters.

Jian Nanxi is very powerful, but he has only cultivated for only two years, and he can only be suppressed by fierce ghosts and evil spirits, and his current strength is not enough to fight against celestial masters.

That feng shui master, even if he has some skills, can't protect Jian Nanxi at all.

Mu Jinlin stood there and thought for a while, feeling that the boy had no way out, so he loosened his eyebrows, took clean clothes and went to the cubicle to take a shower.

Xi Ye was woken up by a doorbell.

He turned over and stroked his forehead until the person in the guest bedroom opened the door and calmed down.

After washing up and changing into casual clothes, Xi Ye left the bedroom.

Mu Jinlin sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the two letters on the table.

When he saw Xi Ye, he said calmly, "One of them is for you."

Xi Ye was surprised, and didn't care about Mu Jinlin's indifferent attitude, so he walked over and copied a letter casually.

In this day and age, who still keeps paper letters, and one of them is still addressed to him.

Xi Ye glanced through it in a hurry, and raised his eyebrows after reading it: "Invitation letter? Yours is the same?"

Although Mu Jinlin didn't want to admit it, he still nodded with an ugly expression.

This is a letter of entrustment. The owner of the letter invited them to a villa in the suburbs. He said that some weird things happened frequently in the villa recently. He hoped to get their help and a good reward.

Because of his family background and his own ability, even as a newcomer, Mu Jinlin is well-known in the circle. There are countless people who want to entrust him, but he never expected that the same entrustment would invite an unknown feng shui master. The point is to look down on him.

Xi Ye didn't have any idea, and even thought it was pretty good, saving him from looking for the list by himself.

The owner of this villa probably wants double insurance. After all, some houses are troubled because of feng shui problems, while others are really unclean.

Xi Ye read the letter again, and after finding nothing unusual, he went to the kitchen to get a carton of milk.

When he turned around, Mu Jinlin had already gone out.

... Tsk.

It is 08:30 now, and almost an hour has passed by the time I arrived at the villa.

Xi Ye got out of the taxi after paying the money.

From the way he saw fewer and fewer houses on both sides of the road, and more and more dense trees, he knew how remote the location of this villa was.

Seeing Lushan's true face at this time, Xi Ye looked more curiously.

The villa is hidden in the woods, it seems that the owner of the villa wants to hide from the world.

The tall trees blocked the glare of the sun, and no birds were heard around. The quiet atmosphere made the villa even more gloomy, and a gust of wind blew inexplicably chilled.

The door was ajar, and Xi Ye stepped forward and pushed it open.

Unexpectedly, there were quite a few people standing in the hall. After a rough count, there were at least twenty of them. Most of them were well-known celestial masters or feng shui masters in the industry, and a very small number were unknown at all. passed.

And Xi Ye belongs to the latter.

When he came in, everyone looked at him curiously, and looked away indifferently when they saw him or not.

Mu Jinlin was also among them, and Jian Nanxi also followed, but temporarily stayed in the container for collecting ghosts and did not show up.

Xi Ye walked to the corner and stood still, looking around the hall. The exquisite chandelier glowed with warm colors, an oil painting was hung every meter on the wall, the floor was covered with carpet, and there was a spiral staircase on the right .

He originally thought that the people behind the invitation were very confident in their wealth, but now that he saw this magnificent layout, he knew that he was thinking too much.

Instead of worrying about others, worry about your wallet.

As if everyone had arrived, the door at the end of the stairs leading to the second floor suddenly creaked, and gradually opened without anyone pushing it.

Someone shouted happily: "It's finally opened."

It's not that none of them tried to push through the door just now, but no one could push it at all. The most outrageous thing is that there is not even a keyhole on the door, and the owner of the villa who invited them is nowhere to be seen.

A person next to him sneered and said, "Why are you happy? Obviously something is playing tricks. Are you still grateful to Dade for opening the door for you?"

The person who spoke first turned red, and wanted to refute him, but when he looked up, he saw that the person who opposed him was a well-known celestial master in the industry, and he couldn't compare to him, so he had to swallow his anger and turn his head away.

Some people were getting impatient for a long time, when the door opened suddenly, they took the initiative to climb the stairs and headed to the second floor.

Xi Ye stayed at the end indiscriminately before following.

Contrary to what everyone thought, nothing unclean appeared on the second floor, on the contrary, it was still very calm.

They were in a corridor, which seemed to have no end, the left and right sides were pitch black, and the road could not be seen clearly.

One cursed in a low voice: "It's a plaything!"

Although the rest of the people echoed this sentence, they had to admit that it was really effective. At least in this situation, they had nothing to do with the things in the dark, and they had nothing to use.

Some decided to go to the left, others the opposite, and a small group of people remained, intending to stay where they were for the time being and wait and see.

One after another, people walked to both sides, gradually being submerged by the darkness, Xi Ye and Mu Jinlin both stood in place without moving.

Xi Ye glanced at him, walked straight to the wall, and looked at the paintings hanging on the wall by the light of the mobile phone.

The oil paintings on the second floor are somewhat different from those on the first floor.

The paintings on the first floor are all landscapes, which make people feel relaxed and happy when they look at them, while the paintings on the second floor are all people with weird shapes. Those eyes are looking at them, no matter where they stand, they can’t escape That creepy look.

It felt like...there was something watching them from where they couldn't see, through these different eyes.

The whole villa is a game of chess, they are all pawns in a trap, they are under control and can be eaten at any time.

The author has something to say: bless my high math and don’t fail the exam