Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

The howling sound of the evil wind echoed in the corridor outside, flung itself on the door panel as if it was far away, and then came in through the crack of the door.

The people living in the three rooms didn't sleep well. They always felt that there were monsters and female ghosts screaming. They woke up one by one, and realized that there was real movement outside the outer door. They were all sober as if they had been poured with cold water.

"Is this... started to be haunted?" Jin Zifeng wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, his whole body was cold, and he relied on shivering to keep warm.

"When I first read out the rules of the game, it said: Every night someone will become a ghost." Qu Yang calmly reminded, then lifted the quilt and stood up, walking towards the door.

"I'm going! What are you doing? Don't open the door, please bro!"

Seeing Qu Yang walking straight to the door, Jin Zifeng was so frightened that he quickly crawled up to Qu Yang, stretched out his hand to stop him, and did not forget to use his voice to dissuade him.

Flicking off the arm that was in front of him, Qu Yang pressed against the door, and also replied in a low voice: "Come here, listen to the movement."

Jin Zifeng glanced at the crack of the eye door, to make sure that there were no bloodshot eyeballs staring at him from outside, so he slowly followed his ears.

Amidst the whimpering wind, the girl cried bitterly: "You are sick, and it was Uncle Tan who asked me to come over and take care of you. Why did you kill me?"

"I just want to take good care of you. How can you treat me like this? Do you know that after I die, I can only turn into a grieving ghost, and I will never be able to reincarnate after being imprisoned in this villa!"

The girl's low and soft voice turned sharp and high, harsher than scratching glass with long fingertips.

"I only found out after I died that there are so many grieving ghosts like me here, and they were also killed by you!"

"Little Earl, why don't you die?"

The sound of coughing and panting sounded in the corridor. The boy seemed to have said something, and the girl shouted even more frantically: "It's okay if I can't kill you for the time being. I'll kill them first! Open your eyes and see clearly. died because of you!"

"Ahhh! Help! Brother, save me!" The child's cry was so sharp that it almost broke his throat, accompanied by the sound of thunderous footsteps.

When Jin Zifeng heard this, his heart turned cold.

Those three children alone are enough for him to drink a pot. He didn't expect that there are more powerful grudges at the top of the food chain, and the counting unit is still a fucking group.

And these grieving ghosts were all killed by the sickly little count himself.

Jin Zifeng suddenly remembered that the six of them were in charge of the three children during the day, and Luo Cheng took care of the little earl.

His eyes fell on the young man with a calm expression on the opposite side, and he stared at it for a long time before exhaling.

Yes, the mentality of the great detective to die calmly has always been very good.

The child's shrill cry was deafening, and could be heard throughout the corridor. The sound was getting closer, and suddenly——

"Bang bang bang!"

"Open the door! Help!"

Jin Zifeng held his breath, his body stiffer than a mummy.

Qu Yang pulled his arm and led him in, and then unlocked the door with a "click" under Jin Zifeng's gradually cracking gaze, and then quickly opened it.

The two figures rushed in together with the dark wind, the door closed, and there was another "bang bang" knock on the door outside, and the distorted roar of the resentful ghost lingered outside the door.

Qu Yang turned on the light, Xiao Jia and the thin Xiao B were sweating, their clothes were still stained with blood, their dilated pupils were still in shock.

"How do you..."

Before Jin Zifeng could say anything, there was another commotion in the corridor.

It was Fatty Xiaobing eagerly knocking on the door next door, calling for help, but no matter how much he begged, no one opened the door.

"Ahhh!"

The grieving ghost's triumphant laughter echoed in the corridor, mixed with the little fat man's screams—they divided him and ate him.

The eyes of the girl with shofar braids were red, tears were streaming down her face, and she hugged Xiao B next to her and wept.

"Woooooo, Xiao Bing is gone, so we won't live long."

At this time, they no longer had the look of instigating and teasing the attackers during the day, and cried with snot and tears, very pitiful.

Jin Zifeng didn't know what kind of development this was, but he did understand that these two people should not be ghosts, at least not now, and the tense heartstrings were slightly loosened.

Qu Yang took a tissue, wiped the faces of the two children, and patted the backs of the two to comfort them softly.

The crying of the two stopped, and the corridor returned to silence.

Everything was quiet, in such silence, Jin Zifeng was like a fish returning to the water, sitting on the bed, his whole body softened.

The crisis should be over.

However, in the next second, there was a knock on the door, and the butler's slightly aged voice was calm: "Are Xiao A and Xiao B here?"

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, and Xiao A and Xiao B were flustered and at a loss.

No one responded, and the housekeeper outside still stood there without moving. After a while, a wisp of grieving ghost came in through the crack under the door.

Qu Yang indifferently watched him screaming and disappearing under the light like a waterfall.

The butler stood outside the door for a moment, then finally left.

After the catastrophe, Jin Zifeng patted his chest and gasped for breath: "Let's keep this light on tonight."

There are so many grieving ghosts outside, who can stand it when the lights are turned off.

Qu Yang nodded acquiescingly, then looked at the two children, and said with a smile: "There are some things I want to confirm with you."

……

In the early morning of the next day, the raiders woke up with a pale face.

The rules clearly stated that someone would turn into a ghost every night, but according to the listening corner last night, it was clear that the rhythm of ghosts was everywhere.

The thin monkey and the captain exchanged glances, and the short-haired woman Xiao Yu also approached, and the thin monkey lowered his voice and said: "The little count doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost, and he killed many people with his own hands, captain, why don't you continue to kill them?" Send him there."

The captain nodded.

During the day, the resentful ghosts retreated and hid in the dark of the villa.

Qu Yang pushed open the door and saw the butler guarding the door. His empty eyes stared faintly, and a smile slowly appeared on his wrinkled face: "Get up, where are the two children?"

Qu Yang also smiled back: "You go to their room and call?"

After the words were finished, the girl with shofar braids took the hand of her companion, rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked around Qu Yang, and walked into the hall without raising her head.

The housekeeper fell into a strange silence, staring at Qu Yang for a long time before turning to leave.

"You can come out."

Jin Zifeng poked out his eyes and made sure that there were only the two of them left here, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Detective, there is obviously something wrong with the butler, why are you confronting him?"

"If he pulls down the switch directly tonight, won't we be done playing if we can't turn on the lights?"

Qu Yang walked outside: "He thought about it when the door was shut last night, no matter whether I provoke or not, the power will be cut off tonight."

Jin Zifeng felt deeply suffocated and powerless, he scratched his hair: "Then what should I do?"

He is young and still has decades to live, so he doesn't want to just be buried here.

"Which one will I choose later, you will come with me."

Jin Zifeng responded, and he felt that the other party was not blindly reckless who looked down on life and death, and still had the ability to calmly analyze the situation.

So Jin Zifeng asked expectantly: "Who do you choose?"

"Little Earl."

Jin Zifeng's hair was about to explode, he retracted his previous judgment, thinking that Luo Cheng's calmness was definitely out of his mind!

He wanted to shake the opponent's arm and listen to the sound of the water inside, but in the end he didn't dare to do it, he only dared to shout from the bottom of his heart.

All the ghosts in the corridor were killed by the little count!Luo Cheng, did you hear that? Luo Cheng!

He didn't shout for a long time, and his whole body froze when he saw the living Xiao Bing in the hall.

Xiao A and Xiao B didn't dare to approach, and murmured in ecstasy: "Xiao B..."

The little fat man stood there with his usual expression, and when he saw the two of them coming, he smiled happily: "It's all here."

It doesn't matter if you don't speak, this opening of the mouth is like a gluttonous mouth, the red mouth is bottomless, and the stomach and intestines can be vaguely glimpsed.

He stared straight at the three captains who lived next door to Qu Yang, and said with a sinister smile, "Why didn't you open the door for me last night? I begged for so long, and stood guard at the door all night..."

"No! We didn't!"

"No?"

The thin monkey was startled, and suddenly pointed to Qu Yang and Jin Zifeng: "The room you knocked on last night was theirs, and it has nothing to do with us."

This move brought disaster to the east, and Jin Zifeng was caught off guard. He saw his former teammates silently acquiescing, and some even hurriedly agreed, and his whole body was completely chilled.

"We..." He wanted to defend himself aloud, the most important thing right now is to save his life.

Unexpectedly, the girl denied it clearly and crisply: "You're lying! Last night, Xiao B and I were both in their rooms, and we heard Xiao B knocking on your door with our own ears.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Bing glanced at Jin Zifeng and Qu Yang along the thin monkey's fingers, and then looked straight back at the thin monkey: "How dare you play me?"

"No no, I didn't..."

Before the thin monkey could finish speaking, Xiao Bing's mouth cracked into a size unimaginable for ordinary people, and his blood-red mouth swallowed the thin monkey from head to tail.

A group of people backed away unconsciously. Xiao Bing, who was in the middle, didn't care. His stomach swelled like a blow. After two seconds of body convulsions, he fell straight on the ground, lifeless.

The butler stepped forward and closed his gaping and chapped eye sockets, and the corpse turned into smoke and quickly hid in the shadows. From then on, there was another ghost in this villa.

"Skinny Monkey..."

Xiao Yu couldn't believe it, the very lively companion who was by her side just a minute ago was gone.

The housekeeper took care of Xiao Bing, and then turned to look at them: "Today's plan has changed. The little Earl's condition has worsened. Dr. Qin will come for an examination at five o'clock in the afternoon. You can work until 04:30."

The corner of his mouth curled upwards stiffly: "It's a two-hour vacation for everyone."

No one responded, and the housekeeper didn't care. He took out the booklet and handed it to them, then walked upstairs again, just passing the little earl.

The little earl was in a very bad state, and he walked down with some difficulty while holding on to the handrail. His complexion became even worse, and his portrait looked like it was made of paper.

The dark curtain fluttered, and he walked between the light and the dark.

There is no shadow.