Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

Chapter 310 Modern Supernatural 1

The pitch-black night was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing all light and leaving only endless darkness.

The wind howled coldly, and the rustling of leaves could be heard from time to time.

The streets were almost deserted late at night, and the sudden sound of footsteps in the alley seemed particularly abrupt.

"Tap, tap tap tap!" The footsteps in the alley gradually moved onto the street.

A figure gradually came into view, walking hurriedly and glancing back every now and then.

In the alley he had just stepped out of, a ghostly shadow flashed through the air and followed the person in front of him.

"Huff, huff~"

The wind was blowing faster and faster, as if to warn those ahead.

Murong Bai noticed the commotion, suppressed his fear, and quickly ran forward.

After running for about half an hour, he was already sweating a little and was about to enter the community gate.

He stepped on a stone and fell to the ground with a thud.

Just as I was about to get up, a thick, dark shadow spread over from above.

Murong Bai closed his eyes, despair welling up inside him: "Is there no way I can escape this time?"

Just as the shadowy figure drew closer and closer, about to devour the people on the ground...

Suddenly, a strong wind arose, the air began to distort, and the cold wind whipped up the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

The dark figure above stopped moving, and a faintly visible ghost face trembled involuntarily.

Sensing danger, the ghost's eyes widened in terror, and it fled in panic.

Murong Bai also felt that danger was looming over him like a dark shadow.

He refused to give up and got up to run into the neighborhood.

Suddenly, he felt a suffocating atmosphere around him and heard his own heart pounding loudly. He dug his nails into his palms to keep himself calm.

A chilling aura swept over him, and Murong Bai's figure froze. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that he found himself unable to move.

His thin, slender body trembled slightly, and a hint of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

Just as Murong Bai was about to close his eyes and resign himself to his fate, the chilling aura around him gradually dissipated.

He could hardly believe that he had escaped danger twice tonight, but he didn't have time to think about it now and hurried into the residential area.

Silence returned at the entrance of the residential compound. A woman dressed in red appeared, her dark eyes fixed on the figure walking inside.

Murong Bai seemed to sense something, paused only briefly, and then continued running faster.

The woman who was standing still, upon closer inspection, was floating in the air. Her beautiful face was pale and bloodless.

His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, and looked somewhat frightening.

"Xiao Qi, am I a female ghost now?" Zhong Ning looked at herself and said.

Xiao Qi, watching from inside the space, nodded and said, "Yes, host, I'll transfer your memories first."

"Okay, pass it on!"

This is a modern supernatural world, derived from a novel, where ghosts are real and there is even a department dedicated to catching them.

The story mainly revolves around Jiangcheng. The male protagonist of this world is Murong Feng, the young master of the Murong family in Jiangcheng. The Murong family is a famous family in Jiangcheng.

The female lead is his childhood sweetheart, Su Shanshan. The Su family is also a well-known family in Jiangcheng. She is the only daughter of the Su family, so the two can be considered a good match.

The story revolves around two people who go out to play, get haunted by a ghost, experience various thrilling events, and eventually join a special department to fight for the people and catch ghosts.

The original owner of Zhong Ning's body this time was a vengeful ghost named Qiao Chu.

Having suffered misfortune in life, they harbored deep resentment after death, thus possessing great offensive power.

If it weren't for my arrival, she would have killed someone again. In the end, the original owner was eliminated by the male and female protagonists working together.

Ghosts who have committed many sins will generally vanish into thin air once they are caught.

Are there any side quests?

Xiao Qi said, "Host, there are no side quests in this world."

Qiao Chu asked, "Don't you need to seek revenge on the male and female leads?"

“Host, the original owner did kill many innocent people, and she is now bearing the consequences of her actions, so she has no mission to seek revenge,” Xiao Qi explained.

"Then I'll be constantly being chased by ghost hunters."

“They are no match for the host,” Xiao Qi said.

Qiao Chu nodded: "That's true. Besides, it wasn't me who killed him, it was the original owner of this body. I have a clear conscience."

"That's right, and the host's body will gradually return to normal."

"Okay, I understand!" Qiao Chu nodded and entered the space.

She floated to the mirror and looked at her pale face, which was actually quite beautiful.

Her peach blossom eyes were full of affection, and there was a small mole under her right eye, which made her look more charming.

Her red dress was simple and flowing, and she was barefoot, which made her fair feet appear even whiter against the backdrop of the dress.

Qiao Chu was fairly satisfied. Her feet gradually touched the ground, and with a flick of her wrist, a pair of red embroidered shoes appeared in her hand.

She walked to the sofa, sat down, and put on her shoes: "Xiao Qi, these red embroidered shoes are also a symbol of Chinese horror."

"Yes, host, you were a female ghost anyway."

After putting on her shoes, Qiao Chu, who was reclining on the sofa, took out her tablet, opened a horror movie, and then pulled Xiao Qi over to watch it together.

The more I watched "One Person, One Ruler," the more addictive it became; I watched it all day long.

Qiao Chu now felt like she could eat again, so she took out a bunch of snacks for watching TV series.

When she came out of the space again, it was still night outside, and only a dozen minutes had passed.

She thought for a moment, then floated directly into the old-fashioned neighborhood in front of her, following the scent of the person from before.

Murong Bai: You still won't let me go? ???

Qiao Chu floated to a window where she could clearly see the living room furnishings and walked straight in.

This is a small living room with rather old furniture, but it is very clean, which shows that the homeowner is diligent and loves cleanliness.

Following the scent, they passed through the wall and arrived at a room where a handsome man was lying on the bed, seemingly fast asleep.

But with Qiao Chu's eyesight in the dark, she could see his slightly trembling eyelashes. She curled the corners of her lips and floated toward him.

She lay down next to him, propped her head up with one hand and smiled at him, then reached out her other hand towards his face.

Just as her hand was about to touch his face, Murong Bai opened his eyes and pulled back.

His voice was as calm as he could be, and his eyes were wary as he looked at Qiao Chu: "What are you going to do?"

Murong Bai could not see in the dark, and could only vaguely make out that the person lying on his bed was a female ghost.

As for why he thought it was a ghost and not a human, it was because he was very familiar with the cold aura emanating from ghosts.