Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

The original walkie-talkies could no longer receive signals, and their conversations could only be heard outside the camera.

Wen Yanqing didn't understand why Qingyu and the others hadn't appeared since they went upstairs; it was as if they had vanished from the building.

Not only him, but also the viewers in the live stream were puzzled by this.

[Yes, why aren't Chixing and Qingyu here? Where did they go?]

[I just saw Akahoshi open Qingyu's room door, and the two of them went inside. They probably finished their mission.]

[They're so fast, why don't they help Yu Yu? Isn't Akahoshi Yu Yu's brother? My poor Yu Yu.]

Yes, Chiyu seems to be able to see those things, and he was terrified.

In Chiyu's live stream, the chat was filled with comments expressing sympathy for him.

Mingxi and Fan Xiaowei didn't encounter anything, or rather, they didn't see anything.

Just as Chiyu was about to burst into tears, the clock in the corner started ticking again.

There are only two minutes left.

Fan Xiaowei also got anxious: "Brother Yu, why don't you come to my room with me for the night? I can sleep on the sofa."

Upon hearing this, Mingxi shook her head: "No, that would be even more dangerous. Have you forgotten about last time?"

Last term, I did an assignment at school to find my own bed.

A person shared a bed with a friend, and that night, something somehow took them to the hallway toilet. The next day, they were so terrified they were completely stunned.

Neither of them appeared on the show after that, supposedly because they really did encounter a ghost.

Just thinking about the two people's miserable state, Fan Xiaowei swallowed hard and said, "Then, let's hurry up and find them, hurry, hurry."

As the two were talking, Chiyu happened to notice a small hidden compartment under the sofa.

He rushed over and opened the hidden compartment, where a card was indeed lying.

Chiyu opened the card, and sure enough, it had his name on it. The task was to eat the small cake on the coffee table.

I thought it was just for decoration, but I didn't expect it to be edible.

Without any hesitation, Chiyu picked up one of the small cakes and ate it.

I looked through the wrapper and found nothing there, so I had to eat the next one.

There's only this small plate on the coffee table; you can find it quickly.

He glanced at the time; there was only one minute left.

At this moment, Fan Xiaowei and Mingxi also followed him in his search.

They grabbed a small cake and stuffed it into their mouths. Finally, when they got to the last one, the paper underneath clearly showed the number 2584.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry upstairs."

Mingxi grabbed one in each hand and ran quickly toward the stairs.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

The pointers overlap; it's exactly nine o'clock.

"interesting……"

A few laughs came from the living room.

Then came a commotion, as if people were discussing something, followed by a long whistle from a suona horn.

"Everyone, please show your support..."

"The Wang family invited...to sing...a song..."

"Tap—tap—tap—"

The scattered sounds were mixed with the dull thud of the wooden fish being struck.

"here we go…"

Upon reaching the stairs, Chiyu couldn't help but glance into the living room.

Suddenly, a dilapidated stage appeared in the middle of the room, and a girl in a bright red opera robe glanced in their direction.

Then, a cold sneer was heard:

"It's started. Where are you all going?"

The sound was not as real as it usually was; instead, it was ethereal and eerie, carrying a chilling undertone.

Upon hearing the sound, Mingxi immediately stopped and whispered, "Hold your breath."

Chi Yu quickly did as instructed, but his eyes remained fixed on the stage.

Several women dressed in brightly colored clothes suddenly appeared beside the stage. Their eyes were all white, their lips were blood-red, and their hands had long red nails on their purplish hands.

"Look at everything carefully..."

The woman's voice was melodious and full of theatrical flavor.

The woman who had called out to Chi Yu and the others earlier was still looking at them.

Just as Fan Xiaowei was about to lose his temper, the woman's cold eyes flickered, and she swiftly darted to the other side.

The ground was covered with bloody footprints left by embroidered shoes.

"where to?"

The high-pitched voice seemed to circle several times before reaching everyone's ears.

The bony fingers gripped Wen Yanqing's pale chin, the gnarled nails nearly piercing his face.

Wen Yanqing was trembling all over, his hand still in his pocket, trying to find the yellow talisman.

The woman reeked of decay, a mixture of dirt and blood. Her thin, pale face, with its wrinkled skin clinging to her cheekbones, looked as if it might fall off at the slightest movement.

Wen Yanqing's defenses completely crumbled, and tears streamed down her face.

He looked at Chiyu and the others with pleading eyes.

The group was barely able to protect themselves, so naturally they couldn't help him.

Fan Xiaowei couldn't bear it, so she raised her hand and gestured to cover her mouth and nose.

Wen Yanqing took a deep breath and quickly held it.

The female ghost frowned, her drooping brows furrowing. In an instant, the head on her neck turned 180 degrees, its empty eyes staring in the direction of Fan Xiaowei and the others.

The wooden fish continued to be struck at a steady pace, each dull sound making everyone present feel their hearts sink.

"Third Sister... it's your turn to go on stage."

A somewhat distorted female voice came from the other end; the tone sounded like it was from the Republican era, or even earlier.

The girl in the audience, wearing a red dress embroidered with white flowers, was completely unaware of her surroundings. She stood up with a smile and stomped onto the stage.

"Thank you everyone for coming..."

The noise subsided again, and the sound of the wooden fish grew louder.

"Look there, a heart-pounding feeling, moonlight... disguised as human skin..."

The woman's melodious singing drifted in, seemingly carried from the road to the underworld along with the sound of the wind outside the window, seeping into every bone in everyone's body.

As they listened to the mournful and poignant song, they couldn't help but shiver.

The doors and windows were clearly closed, but now they looked as if they had undergone a great transformation. The wooden windows were broken, and there were some straws covered with mud on the ground around them.

The surrounding lights were even dimmer than before.

The old gas light bulb was hanging in mid-air, swaying back and forth in the cool breeze, making a creaking sound.

The shadows of the trees outside the window swayed and danced, like menacing monsters.

The sky, which had been raining just moments before, suddenly cleared up, and moonlight seeped in through the damp window.

Fog rose in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, thick fog enveloped the entire stage.

The people on the ground cast no shadows, while the woman on the stage murmured and sang in sync with the tapping of the wooden fish:

"The fog ahead... obscures all my thoughts..."

Listening to the eerie singing, a noise came from the kitchen, like someone had knocked over a piece of porcelain.

The female ghost who had just turned to stare at them disappeared into the enclosed area in the blink of an eye, and Zhu Sen's screams came from the kitchen.

The sound sent chills down the spines of the others.

Mingxi couldn't hold back any longer and winked at the two of them.

The three held their breath and ran quickly uphill.

Once they reached the second floor, they ran towards their room.

However, there were other things on the entire second floor.

As soon as I came up, I bumped into a woman who was dressed in rags and had several baby girls hanging on her body.