Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 94
"I thought you would be afraid of whether you would be discovered."

Song Jingyun tsk tsk, put the wire back into the inner pocket of the Taoist robe, "If you said it earlier, I would have just kicked it, and I can still do foreign work here."

"Looking at the situation of this book," Quan Heng smiled, "There's no need to be so careful."

One is that this place is considered unlucky, even the old lady of the Mu family is very shy, generally no one will come here, even the paper servants will not patrol here.

The second is that this dungeon may require players to stand in line, not to mention Quan Heng's ghost card mission, just the possibility of being targeted by NPCs has already prompted Quan Heng to make a choice.

The map only has 48 hours to unlock, and they will face monsters tonight at the latest, so why bother to cover up needlessly.

"This yard has been deserted for a long time."

Song Jingyun looked left and right at this place that the old lady of the Mu family wanted to avoid——

In addition to the weeds and dry well, there is only one low house that looks in disrepair.

"Well, go in and have a look."

Quan Heng curled up his fingers slightly, his index finger brushed against the power ring on his thumb, and the dark red electric current flickered slightly.

She walked in the front, and when she opened the door, she smelled a faint musty smell, a damp feeling that had been left unused for a long time without seeing the sun.

"Cough cough cough... what kind of smell is this all?"

Song Jingyun twitched her nostrils and coughed continuously due to the mixed stench.

"Woof!" Mu Xiaoliu suddenly called out a few times, looking around vigilantly.

"Sister, there is a faint smell of blood in this room." Mu Jing moved the tip of his nose, frowning in confusion, "It seems... not quite the same."

Not the same?Does it mean they belong to different people?
"You can smell this?" Song Jingyun was shocked, "Is it true?!"

"Yes, Brother Daochang." Mu Jing pursed her lips, "I'm a monster now, I didn't have the same sense of smell when monsters and humans were."

"...Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me."

Song Jingyun said happily: "So you still have this kind of advantage, then it will be faster and easier for us to find clues in the league in the future."

Mu Jing raised her lips into a smile, and nodded vigorously: "That would be great."

Quan Heng reached out and rubbed Mu Jing's head, and said in a gentle voice, "Let's find clues."

"There's nothing to look for either."

The room was chaotic, and there were very few things. Seeing Quan Heng walking towards the bed, Song Jingyun changed direction and searched for others.

Small incense burner, cup, comb, cosmetic case, and...

Song Jingyun tilted his head, facing the bronze mirror in front of the table——

The bronze mirror looked like it had been placed for a long time, and the surface of the mirror was already a little worn. The broken window paper faintly shone in the rays of sunlight, and in the aftermath of being on the verge of darkness, a ray was shining on the bronze mirror impartially. .

Song Jingyun frowned, and took a closer look.

The bronze mirror fluctuated the moment he approached, casting a faint shadow.

Dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with a phoenix crown swaying gently on her head, and the neon clothes on her body swaying as she turns her head——

The next second, the woman who was turning her head suddenly approached the mirror, her figure became clear, and she turned her face to look at Song Jingyun outside the mirror in an instant!
A pretty girl bleeding from seven orifices, a ghostly bride in a gorgeous wedding dress.

Song Jingyun's pupils shrank sharply, and there was a tingling pain in his head.

[Ding dong! KP Tip: Player Song Jingyun's san value is -3! ]
A scream of resentment rose up, and the ghost bride in the mirror waved her pointed nails, her eyes were opened to the extreme, and she stabbed her hand forward!
Song Jingyun instinctively turned sideways to avoid the blow, but when she raised her eyes, her body froze under the venomous gaze of the ghost bride in red, one leg was weak and she couldn't stand still, and she fell backwards!

Quan Heng supported Song Jingyun who retreated in panic with one hand, and threw out the butterfly blade with the other hand, and the butterfly knife directly smashed the bronze mirror!

"Snapped--!!"

The bronze mirror shattered and scattered, and the bride who had just screamed to climb out disappeared along with the shattered mirror.

Song Jingyun gasped for breath, his hands trembling imperceptibly.

Quan Heng withdrew his knife and frowned slightly: "The ghost in the mirror?"

Mu Jing picked up the broken copper mirror and looked at it, "Sister, it's not the ghost in the mirror."

He knew no less about mirrors than Song Jingyun, turned his head and said, "It's 'possession'. "

"Possession?" Quan Heng paused slightly, "It means that she is only temporarily suspended in the mirror, but she can actually be directly attached to a person's body."

"That's right." Mu Jing nodded and bent her lips, "Sister is really smart."

"Song Jingyun," Quan Heng pressed his hand on Song Jingyun's shoulder, exerted some strength, and said in a slightly solemn tone, "Slow down, steady your mind."

Song Jingyun took a slow breath: "Okay...okay..."

Quan Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

"...What a difficult request from Party A!" Song Jingyun collapsed.

Quan Heng: "..."

"I'm afraid of ghosts and you tell me not to be afraid, why don't you tell me that I'm half dead and tell me not to die, can this be controlled?!"

Song Jingyun supported Quan Heng's hand as he spoke, but still in his emotions, the words came out between his teeth: "My legs are weak, you, help me for a while."

Quan Heng gave his hand helplessly.

[I just said don't enter the book with female ghosts!It was the same before, Song Jingyun was so afraid of the female ghost in red that she almost couldn't take care of herself. ]
[I'm going, Song Jingyun's level of fear is not right. ]
[Besides, Song Jingyun is still a Taoist priest, so a reaction of this level can be called PTSD. ]
[I remember that he can also control corpses, and also drive away male ghosts!Why the female ghost...]
"Brother Taoist, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Mu Jing was still holding the broken lens in his hand, and tilted his head in doubt: "Are Taoists still afraid of ghosts?"

"I'm not afraid of ghosts, I..."

Song Jingyun paused, and the moment Quan Heng looked at him, he turned his eyes away, and said in a low voice, "I... am afraid of the ghost bride."

Quan Heng looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and finally looked away without asking.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

Mu Xiaoliu suddenly yelled a few times, wagging his tail and turned his head, his spiritual silver eyes sparkled with excitement: "Wow!"

Mu Jing got up and approached, followed Mu Xiaoliu's line of sight and took out something from under the bed——

"Sister, Xiao Liu has found a clue."

Mu Jing took the things in her hands, turned them over and looked at them, "It's that kind of plastic card again."

Quan Heng took it and glanced at it, and his eyes stopped on the employee's position information on the work permit:
Position: Deputy Editor-in-Chief of Vogue Ballet Magazine

Quan Heng raised his eyebrows slightly unexpectedly, and actually wanted to laugh.

"Modern rose again?" Song Jingyun regained his strength.

"No," Quan Heng's eyes still stopped on the blood-stained work card, "it's fashion ballet."

Song Jingyun looked at Quan Heng's expression and felt something was wrong: "...you know?"

"I know," Quan Heng said in a calm tone, "these two companies have cooperated a lot, and besides that, it is still the industry that Quan Lin is in charge of."

"Quan Lin?" Song Jingyun heard this name for the second time, and couldn't help but wonder, "Who is it?"

Quan Heng's mood was light, he didn't even bother to smile: "It's just a piece of garbage that committed suicide."

(End of this chapter)