Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

Because it was raining outside, Feng Jin didn't go outside, only turned around in the villa.

"Mr. Feng, what's wrong?" The old man saw Feng Jin's gloomy look and started drumming.

Last night the light was too dark, he didn't look at this young man carefully, he just thought it was a pretty, indifferent man.

But this morning he realized that this young man didn't look like a good person, and he didn't know if he was right to find him.

"Have any of you been missing recently?" Feng Jin stared warningly at Shi Sheng who was standing behind the old man, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"No." The old man replied quickly. "There are just a few people in the villa. No one is missing when looking up. No one is missing. Mr. Feng asked what did this do?"

The old man looked at Feng Jin a bit strangely. What is the relationship between his illness and whether anyone is missing?

"You ask him if anyone left." Shi Sheng reminded Feng Jin at the back.

Feng Jin stared at her without trace, "After Zimmer became ill, did anyone leave the villa?"

The old man sighed, "Why didn't it happen? Everyone was afraid, and a total of four people left."

At the end, the old man added another sentence, "The last person left was yesterday morning."

Feng Jin nodded, "Let the servants not come out at night, no matter what they hear."

The following words have increased the volume.

The old man nodded incomprehensiblely and asked Zimmer's situation before leaving to arrange.

"Is Zimmer still saved?" She looked at the man shortly afterwards.

Feng Jin was silent for a while before saying: "Yes."

Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows.

"That... can you see her too?" An Su stood behind a pillar, only half of his body exposed.

Feng Jin knew An Su, and he knew everyone who had a relationship with Nalan Ying.

He ignored her and went straight upstairs. Shi Sheng followed him up, and An Su stood there and touched his nose awkwardly.

I don't know why she always thinks that female ghost is a little cute...

Not cute, but cute, and of course she looks pretty.

The man did not see it, but she did. She stood behind the housekeeper before and drew a king on his back.

...

At noon, Shi Sheng saw the woman last night.

Dressed dignifiedly, she sat at the table for dinner, and An Su sat on her right hand side, talking to her.

The woman's voice was soft and gentle, not at all like the woman who screamed and collapsed last night.

Shi Sheng floated across from them, An Su saw her, his face changed.

"I have been here recently, and no one has spoken with me, but also lost the rain, so that Miss An can accompany me to relieve boredom... Miss An? Why is his face suddenly so ugly? Is it uncomfortable?"

An Su looked back and shook his head in a hurry.

The woman looked outside and nodded in agreement. "It's a little cold. I still have some new clothes that I haven't worn. Miss An will just leave if she doesn't want to give up."

"Why do you despise..." An Su spoke to the woman while aiming Yu Guang at Shi Sheng.

As she watched, Sheng reached out and raised the fork on the table.

She blinked hard at her, but Shi Sheng didn't seem to see it, and moved the fork in the direction of the woman.

As soon as the woman withdrew her eyes, she saw the fork moving from the sky.

"Ah!" The woman stood up sharply and the chair fell to the ground. She looked back in horror. "Don't look for me, it's not me...not me..."

"Mrs. Qi." An Su called out.

The woman seemed to be frightened, turned her head and ran upstairs, and the servant hurried to catch up.

"Miss An, what happened?" The old man asked An Su well, but he had doubts in his eyes.

An Su subconsciously looked at Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng was still sitting in the same position as before, but he had put down his fork.

"Miss Ann?" The old man looked along An Su's eyes, where it was empty and there was nothing.

"Just now... I was chatting with Mrs. Qi, not knowing what Mrs. Qi saw, and suddenly screamed."

An Su concealed the fact that Shi Sheng scared Mrs. Qi. Although she didn't know why she did that, she felt that she didn't want to hurt Mrs. Qi.

Waiting for the old man to appease Ansu, he chased and went upstairs before Shi Sheng got up. When passing Ansu, he left a sentence, "Do not be ungrateful and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

An Su would like to reply to her. Isn't she a ghost?

Mrs. Qi didn't offend her. What did she scare others?

But An Su didn't ask.

She went upstairs by herself, and Shi Sheng's words echoed in her mind.

Entering the room, she suddenly felt a cold behind her, her cold scalp rising from her spine, her hair standing upright, and she shivered involuntarily.

Surrounded by terrible silence, she seemed to be isolated into another space.

There seems to be a pair of cold hands moving slowly upwards, back, shoulders, neck...

"Na Lan Ying, stop playing." An Su thought Na Lan Ying.

No one responded to her, and her neck was pinched by cold hands.

Not Nalan Ying!

These five words flashed in An Su's brain, but it was too late. Her neck was squeezed violently, blocking the air from entering her lungs, and her back was against a hard, icy cold object.

"Hmm..." Ansu struggled violently, but the manpower behind her was so great that she couldn't break away.

An Su was extremely cold, the pain caused by suffocation, bloodshot eyes, and blurred vision.

"Feng Jin...I don't want to eat this..."

An Su was confused when she heard Shi Sheng's voice, and then she fainted.

When she woke up again, not only was Sheng there, but also the housekeeper and the man known as Feng Jin.

"Miss Ann is awake?" The old man quickly handed a glass of water and asked with some doubt: "How is Miss Ann well dizzy in the room?"

"I..." An Su opened his mouth and looked at Shi Sheng floating at the end of his bed, whispering, "I may have encountered a ghost."

The one who pinched her neck is definitely a ghost.

But she was definitely not the female ghost floating opposite her at this time, that ghost... had a very strange smell.

The old man's face changed instantly, and his tone was severe. "Miss An, don't talk nonsense, where are we ghosts from here?"

"Uncle Butler, I don't hide it. I have yin and yang eyes, and I can see ghosts." An Su smiled bitterly. If she could, she didn't want this ability.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If she can't see anything, she will be worried all day long as she is now, for fear of turning around and seeing a ghost standing behind her.

The old man didn't know whether he was shocked by the news, or what happened. Zigong loved to look at An Su there, and he didn't react for a while.

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