Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    "No." How keen are Mu Xing's senses?

    He could perceive that, in addition to the two people and the ghosts in front of him, there seemed to be more gazes falling on him through something.

    He looked around and landed on Xiang Feicheng's eyes.

    Xianfei Cheng watched the dreamlike boy approaching him, raised his hand—

    In contrast, Cheng could see that slender, cold white arm like a beautiful jade slipped out of his sleeve, and the tip of his nose could smell a cold fragrance.

    Then, his eyes flashed.

    The gloomy feeling around is still there, but the grotesque ghosts are gone.

    His device, a device that can "see" ghosts, lost its effectiveness.

    But he could still see the young man in front of him. In the gorgeous courtyard, even the fragrance emanating from the flowers under his feet was so real.

    In the live broadcast room that he can't see at the moment, the comments have exploded:

    [What just happened? Why is the screen black? 】

    [The anchor will not be in danger, right? 】

    【This, who is that person? Is it a ghost? 】

    [I have contacted Interstellar Law Enforcement. 】

    【The guy upstairs is crazy? Our website is not visible. 】

    【Does your account have life? The anchor is still alive and dead. I also reported to the Star Network. 】

    …

    Xiang Fei Cheng naturally didn't know that the live broadcast room was already quarreling because of himself, and he was being asked various questions by Mu Xing.

    What is this place, what is he doing here, why he can see ghosts.

    No matter how scary the ordinary ghost looks, but it is not in the same dimension as humans, it doesn’t matter if you touch it anyway, just look at it as an alternative holographic projection.

    But the young man in front of him is real, not only can he be seen by them, he can touch them, but he can also directly hurt people.

    This is scary.

    Although Xiang Feicheng doesn't know the origin of this young man with strange methods, he doesn't seem to be malicious at the moment.

    He has always been a free, easy and sensible person. These questions are nothing special, and they will answer them one by one.

    Mu Xing opened his eyes wide and couldn't understand after listening to it: "So, you are an anchor, specializing in live streaming to see ghosts. The fans of your live broadcast room are keen to see all kinds of dead ghosts. Ling, take pleasure in this horror?"

    Xiangfei Cheng nodded.

    Mu Xing was a little unacceptable, he asked: "Don't you feel offended by the dead like this?"

      You know, why would you care?"

    Mu Xing asked back: "I don't ask anything else, if these souls have your parents and relatives, and others use their souls as a gimmick for fun, don't you care?"

    Mu Xing sneered: "So I can't accept that my close relatives encounter this kind of thing, but it is fun to offend other people's close relatives. High technology is used to do this, it really opened my eyes. "

    He couldn't help but look at the different souls in the courtyard.

    According to this statement, he probably understands that in this world, people with big obsessions in front of them can leave some souls after they die.

    What kind of people are most likely to have obsessions?

    Falling disaster, left unwilling.

    He has experienced reincarnation himself, and he has also been involved in the practice of one. Looking at the appearance of these souls in the courtyard, most of them are unwilling to die, so the souls refuse to reincarnate and remain in this world.

    Repeating the pain of the moment before death.

    But what happened to them was actually used by these humans for fun.

    If only these ghosts could find relief from their pain. He couldn't help thinking.

    He just thought about it, and saw the ghosts in front of him, and a little white light appeared from his body.

    Blood, horror, pain, the same was extracted from these ghosts, and they slowly returned to their original appearance.

    Xianfei Cheng found that he could see the soul even without the aid of a device that could sense the soul.

    He held his breath and, together with his assistant, stared at this miraculous scene.

    Some souls are still surrounded by light spots, and some souls have completely changed into normal people before their death.

    "Thank you sir! Thank you sir!"

    "I'm finally free."

    Many ghosts were full of tears, but when they died, they couldn't even shed tears, so they could only thank Mu Xing with excitement.

    Mu Xing was also stunned to see this scene. Seeing the ghosts bowing down to him, he quickly stepped aside and waved his hand: "Don't thank me, I didn't do anything."

    A beautiful woman in a graceful palace dress said softly, "Why do you have to be polite, it is you who freed us."

    Xianfei Cheng didn't know this beautiful woman, but the clothes on her were very familiar, and it was clearly the hanged ghost hanging on the tree before.

    It turns out that this terrifying soul was actually such a beautiful and graceful woman before her death?

    He couldn't help but look at Mu Xing, what exactly is this young man? After seeing him, these souls actually returned to their previous appearances?

    While wondering, he was ecstatic: This has never happened before! If he can send this news first hand, I don't know how much traffic it will bring!

    If this young man can learn the methods, the country's research in this area will certainly be able to make great progress.

      Can human beings get immortality in another sense?

    All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind until a cold hand touched the back of his neck.

    There was a coquettish laughter in my ear: "Let me see, this little Langjun's fine skin and tender meat must taste delicious, right?"

    As she spoke, something cold and slippery brushed against the skin of the back of his neck.

    Cheng felt goosebumps in an instant, his body couldn't help shaking, he subconsciously ran a few steps forward, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him in horror.

    That touch... The hanged ghost before, he could clearly see the long tongue sticking out of his mouth.

    The thought of that...

    He couldn't wait to faint.

    He couldn't help but say: "You...you...we have no grievances, don't make fun of me."

    "No grievance and no enmity?" The female ghost said resentfully, "When I was suffering from suffocation, you squatted in front of me, kept shaking, listening to your words, What are you doing, live-broadcasting my tragic situation for others to see? Aren't you very proud?"

    Xianfei Cheng said in horror: "You know? Are you conscious?"

    "Naturally." The female ghost rolled her eyes.

      .

    No strangers.

    But in this courtyard, she was liberated, broke free from the endless pain, was able to freely control her soul body, and even appeared in front of strangers.

    For a moment, Cheng Fei forgot his fear.

    He remembered that he had seen so many ghosts in the past two years. He regarded them as moving images. He never knew that they were actually conscious. They looked so hideous because they were always there suffer the pain of death.

    A guilty look appeared on his face.

    The female ghost glanced at him, but said nothing.

    Mu Xing was about to say something, suddenly raised his head and asked Xiang Feicheng: "What did you do?"

    Xianfei Cheng Danglan: "What..."

    Before he finished speaking, a blazing white light illuminated the world.

    Xianfeicheng raised his head, several flying ships were suspended above his head, and a majestic voice shouted: "Xianfeicheng! Xiangfeicheng! Please reply when you hear it."

    Xiang Fei Cheng glanced at Mu Xing subconsciously.

    Mu Xing did not speak.

    He was relieved and shouted: "I'm here!"

    On the holographic screen of the main ship of the Blue Star Law Enforcement Team, the courtyard below is fully visible, and the people inside, including Mu Xing and hundreds of souls, are clearly displayed in front of everyone.

    On the holographic screen, except for Xiang Feicheng and his assistant, everyone else was covered with hazy red light.

    They are not people, but souls.

    But they are so human.

    A law enforcement member took a deep breath: "This... what is this situation?"

    The captain said calmly: "Report to the superior immediately, and these spirits don't seem to be aggressive. Our first priority is to rescue the two trapped below."

    The law enforcement ship slowly landed, Mu Xing suddenly looked at Xiang Feicheng: "You go."

    Contradictory: ?

    He was overjoyed and surprised again, and said cautiously, "Can I go?"

    Mu Xing smiled: "It's always possible."

    He doesn't have any grudge against this person, so why keep him?

    As for the unethical things that Cheng did, no matter whether he owed it or not, someone who owed him would always find him.

    Xiangfei Cheng and his assistant quickly turned around and left. Before they took two steps, their eyes suddenly darkened.

    The white light on the top of the head is still there, but all the prosperous and dreamy things around him are like the tide fading, and they lose their color little by little.

    Carved beams and painted buildings, rare and precious flowers, the soul that filled the yard, and the mysterious young man disappeared in an instant.

    There is only a dilapidated old house in front of you, and the shoes step on the gravel and tenacious weeds.

    Xiangfei Cheng couldn't help but turn his head and looked in a trance: Fangcai, is it real, or is it just a dream he imagined?

    There was a sudden pain in his arm.

    Xiangfei Cheng hissed, turned his head, and stared at the assistant: "What are you doing?"

    The assistant looked at him naively: "Brother Xiang, do you hurt?"

    Xianfei Cheng said angrily, "I'll give you a slap and you'll see if it hurts."

    The assistant said in a trance: "Then, it's really not a dream."