Dying in the Male Lead’s Arms Every Time I Transmigrate

Shi Shanjin naturally knows the rules of Ghost Set.

His mother liked to mix things up, but his father was used to it when he was young, and now they are useless as sons.

He said: "In the big evening, you will rest at home, fifteen yin qi is heavy, if you are not in good health, don't mix it up, I will take him."

Ning Meng pondered for a moment, and then asked the system if there was any danger. The system answered very simply, and it's okay to be careful.

She should be careful, right?

She insisted: "I haven't been alive in a few years, what can happen once? Seventeen is so small, I don't worry. What if you can't take care of it alone?"

Shi Shanjin took the mother as the worst, and didn't explain to her, he sent the two back to the small building, and whispered with Shi Qi before leaving.

Walking on the road, Shi Qi peeped at her grandma.

Ning Meng seemed to have a reaction, and met his eyes, and asked with a smile, "What is grandma doing?"

Shi Qi opened his mouth, and the light not far away illuminated half of his white face, his expressions reflected on his face, tangled into a ball.

It looks like a wrinkled bun.

The child's twisted look is the cutest, not to mention his good-looking looks.

After a long time, he still couldn't help but said: "Grandma... why are you so good to me?"

So good he didn't know how to repay.

Ning Meng is now a grandma, so she can't do anything, she just squeezed his face and said, "You call me grandma, you are my grandson. I don't care who you care about. When grandma gets old, you can rely on you to raise it. "

Shi Qi was originally moved.

But how do you hear these three words, grandson, feel different.

After Qi Qi went to school the next day, Ning Meng stayed in her room, turned on the computer, and typed in the words "Changui Ji".

Even though the system had said about the ghost-casting scene, she still couldn't imagine.

Although he used to be an atheist, he now believes in ghosts, but the existence of Guiji is creepy.

The computer and mobile phone that Lichun prepared last time were sent over, and she happened to check it online.

The web page quickly popped up.

"Teach you how to cast out ghosts and how to see if there are ghosts in the room..."

"Ghost Ghost Story_Folk Ghost Story_Uncle Ghost Tells Stories..."

There are countless titles like this.

Going down, she saw a question asking what is the ghost set, and a very detailed answer is given below.

"The so-called'Ghost Market', also called'Ghost Market' and'Ghost Market', is a mysterious trading market opened in the mountains and mountains. This'Ghost Market' is not held in the daytime, but exclusively The market trade takes place on the night of the first and the fifteenth day of each month, so it is called the "ghost market"... The old people said that half of the people who cast out ghosts are ghosts, and people and ghosts are the same. Catch a market..."

Ning Meng raised an arm while looking at the goose bumps.

This answer is similar to what the system says, almost exactly the same, it seems to be true, and many people really know it.

This answer is very detailed, and it also introduces how to cast out ghosts.

For example, the most common one is to point the direction with the moon and stars, and to check the password beside some trees. If the answer is correct, it will automatically give up a road.If you follow those people and the light at night, because it is a ghost fire, you will enter the graveyard instead.

Ning Meng was afraid and curious, so she couldn't help but look down.

She knew that there would definitely be money or transactions in the ghost concentration. This money was a big question. She didn't expect that the answer was given after the answer. The truth is judged by whether the copper money is sinking.

The system says: "Those who can profit from the concentration of ghosts will inevitably succeed in money or other aspects."

With that said, Ning Meng felt mysterious.

Now she suddenly felt that those who suddenly had money overnight or what happened in the past, wanted to connect with this.

Ning Meng thought about it, holding the calendar every day. After waiting for two days, the fifteenth lunar calendar finally arrived.

Shi Shanjin didn't want her to go, so she tried to persuade her countless times, but she just didn't agree if she couldn't bear it, and she would definitely let her know that it was impossible to sneak away.

So in the end, Shi Shanjin put a lot of things on her old lady.

At about eight or nine o'clock, Shi Shanjin picked her and Shi Qi into the car.

Seeing the car walking further and further and the surrounding people gradually disappearing, Ning Meng couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going now? Aren't we going to the ghost set?"

Shi Shanjin said: "Go to the cemetery first."

Ning Meng shivered as soon as the word graveyard came out.

She thought she just drove directly to the gate of some market and just went down. How could this become a cemetery again? Is the market open in the cemetery?

Facing her doubts, Shi Shanjin explained: "The graveyard is just a medium."

Ning Meng didn't ask any more, but turned to look at Shi Qi.

Shi Qi was silent all night. After getting in the car, she stared out of the car window and didn't know what she was thinking. It made her feel that the kid has grown up and has her own careful thinking.

It was black and black outside, and Ning Meng didn't dare to look outside, only knowing that the road was getting more and more bumpy, and finally stopped after not knowing how long it had passed.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door: "I'm here."

Shi Shanjin nodded and got out of the car. After waiting for a few minutes without seeing his mother coming down, he walked over and knocked on the window door: "Mom, it's time to get off."

Shi Qi tilted his head and looked at grandma.

Ning Meng gritted her teeth and got out of the car cruelly before leaving the car door. The surrounding scenery almost made her faint.

Only when she came down did she know that they were not in the cemetery yet, and she could enter the mouth with a few more steps. Looking forward, there was a faint light around. I don’t know what it was. She could vaguely see the bulging grave bag with the grave head still inserted. Looking at the cripple under the moonlight while holding the branches.

What made her tremble even more was that she saw some people, maybe not people, in short, they were like shadows, with their arms slung on the baskets, hunched over there, accompanied by the sound of insects and wind, very strange.

Maybe it can't be called walking, but floating.

Ning Meng swallowed secretly, turned her neck stiffly, and confronted Shi Qi, his hand already clenched her.

The old and the young are scared to death.

Shi Shan kindly ordered the driver to come over and handed a small round mirror to each of them, saying: "After going in, turn your back to the graveyard, close your left eye, aim the mirror at your face, and look at the mirror with your right eye. When the shadow moves, go backwards and don’t stop. When you look at the surrounding scenery is different from what you saw without the mirror, you arrive at the market. Then the mirror turns to face the front and stay where you are waiting for me."

Ning Meng wanted to tell him that now he could see the shadow moving.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but looked back, and was stunned. The shadows she had just seen had disappeared, and only small slope-like grave bags remained in the graveyard.

It seems that those "people" have never appeared before.

Shi Shanjin didn't notice her expression. After the watch pointed to the middle of the night, he looked up: "Mom, Shi Qi, you two are following me. Don't go wrong."

He reminded him of the method just now.

Ning Meng held Shi Qi, and the two of them held hands together, both very nervous.

She could also feel Shi Qi's fear. After all, she was still a child, and she had just half-opened her yin and yang eyes before she saw the vague ghost, and she had to go to the ghost set to make a deal with the ghost.

Don't talk about him, she died once, and now the old grandma, who is a ghost, feels scared.

I'm afraid this eldest son has been here several times. He was familiar with the road, and he didn't hesitate at all. He quickly stopped in a corner and waited for them in place.

Ning Meng walked over and bent down and said to Shi Qi in a low voice, "If you don't see grandma later, don't run around, or you are very tight, don't you see others know?"

Shi Qi's teeth trembled, but he gritted his teeth with an "um" sound.

She took out the small round mirror and pointed it at the graveyard. In the dark night, the round mirror could see clearly, and the branches on the grave could be seen.

Ning Meng took a deep breath and squinted her right eye to see that there was no one in the mirror. When she was about to turn her head to ask Shanzhen, the mirror suddenly flickered, and the shadow of Yingyingchuo began to appear.

From one or two to countless, walking around, without talking and without stopping, as if walking aimlessly.

Her body was shivering, and she clenched the handle of the round mirror tightly. For fear of falling off, she didn't dare to turn, and slowly moved backward step by step.

There was a whirring sound in her ears, only a small sound, which made her unable to distinguish what it was. It was like a year.

She asked the system in a low voice: "...are you there yet?"

The system said: "To——"

Before she finished speaking, Ning Meng felt that her whole body seemed to be suspended in the air, and she looked like a scene from a train ride, but because her eyes couldn't see clearly, it was blurry, like water ripples.

After twisting for a moment, she finally recovered her mind.

Ning Meng was stunned for several seconds, and hurriedly went to look at the round mirror, only to see that the scenery inside had changed dramatically.

She stood empty around the station, which seemed to be an entrance to the street. The photo from behind looked like a place to buy vegetables in a vegetable market. She couldn't see clearly, she guessed it was a stall.

I just don't know if it's a man or a ghost.

The noises of the wind and insects around me could not be heard at all. The mirror looked up, and the dark sky might not be called the sky, like a black curtain covering everything.

The system said: "You have arrived at the ghost set."

Ning Meng lifted her mind and saw that she had arrived, and turned around slowly while holding the round mirror, facing the outside.

This place is unbelievably quiet and even more depressing.

The system reminded: "Turn it to the ghost set, don't say anything, treat yourself as dumb, or something may happen."

Although the ghost may not feel much to an old woman.

Ning Meng listened, took a few deep breaths again, turned around, and suddenly put a hand on her shoulder.

She immediately froze in place.

life goals:

Raise grandma!

Raise grandma!

——"The Little Diary that Shi Qi Secretly Hidden"