Quick Transmigration: Fate Trading System

Su Xin heard that voice only once. Although the voice was very low, Su Xin was sure he had heard it correctly.

Fourteenth Lord, did you just hear anything?

[Host, no, I guess the way the ghost communicates with people may be through brain waves, such as with you below, so others ca n’t hear it, only you can hear it, I just detected a vague energy body, no In case of an accident, it should be Tong Manwen, which has now disappeared. 】

it is good.

Although there is no way to see the pattern intuitively, it is also useful to see one or two through the fluctuation of the energy body.

"Cui Yier, you have to take care of your body, so is Uncle Tong. If you die, you can't be resurrected. Don't be too sad, pay attention to your body."

Su Xin relieved, Yang Cui nodded.

When Su Xin went out of Yang Cui's house, she met the original owner's good friend, Tong Ling.

Tong Ling is two years younger than the original owner and has a very lively personality. She is an innocent little girl. She grew up with the original owner to play together.

Tong Ling came with her parents. She is the only child. It is very rare to have only one girl in the family in the countryside, because they will want a son so much that they will keep giving birth until they give birth. This is the norm until a son, but their family is not like this.

It seems that there is something wrong with Tongling's mother. After she gave birth to Tongling, she fell ill and could not continue to regenerate her child. Because of this, Tongling's mother was not secretly talked about, but everyone also envied that Tongling's mother had a good husband. Because Tong Ling's dad was very open-minded about her mother's inability to continue to give birth, and she was always good to Tong Ling's mother.

"Ningning, Xiaoqing."

Tong Ling wore a thick cotton coat with animal fur on the collar and cuffs, and looked very warm.

"Bell Bell."

Su Xin nodded.

Although Tong Ling is just a girl, she is very much loved by his parents. It can be seen from her dress and appearance that his father generally does not let her do any farm work. Tong Ling is raised in vain and looks like very healthy.

"this is……"

Tong Ling smiled awkwardly when she looked at Mu Yan. She didn't remember the girl's name.

"Mug, just call her."

Mu Yan nodded towards her, just being polite, not appearing close or alienated.

"Okay. How are you doing? Because this winter is so cold, it ’s much colder than usual. I do n’t want to go out, so I did n’t come to your house to play. Besides, something like this happened in the village now. My dad didn't let me run out for fear of something wrong. "

Tong Ling glanced complainingly at the father behind him, and Tong Ling's father showed a thick smile.

Tong Ling's dad is a well-known old man in the village. Anyone who has trouble will help. Now that Tong Manwen is in trouble, he will see if there is anything that can help.

"It's okay. If you have time, just sit and sit. It will get colder and colder. It is estimated that it will snow for several times. It will be colder after the snow melts, but it will be spring soon after that. Now. "

Su Xin sighed, but there was some hardship in her heart, and it was the beginning of spring, which meant that she had to plant crops.

Ah, the flavor of the country.

"Yeah, wait for my New Year to sit in your house."

"it is good."

After meeting with each other, the little friends separated at the entrance of Yang Cui's house, one going east and one west.

Mu Yan is always very quiet, and her sense of existence is very weak. She stood there without talking or moving, just like a big tree with roots, habitually silent.

Su Xin has specialized in hidden methods. This is a required course for killers. How to become mediocre in the crowd. No one can find it when you look around.

A good killer requires not only flexible dexterity and strong judgment, but also learning to 'hide' oneself.

Su Xin's perception of breath is undoubtedly very keen, but if she hadn't always remembered someone around her, she might have forgotten the existence of Muya, like Tonghe Yang Cui and his wife.

The constant humidity and cold, the difference between yesterday and today is just a bit colder.

Su Xin got the firewood and started to cook, waiting for the wooden clams to cook. Tong Qing was rushed back to the room by her. Don't let him work here, because there are fourteen real-time monitors, so Su Xin is not worried that he will An accident happened while staying in the room alone.

Tong Qing's four textbooks have been read by him again and again, Mu Yi gave him a new book, that book is not traditional characters but simplified characters, which is written poetry, Tong Qing has some words that he does not know , I don't understand what it means, but he has a small dilapidated dictionary and is now looking at the new book in the dictionary.

The firewood was burning in the stove, the pot was a little bit hot, the clogs were skillful at chopping vegetables and washing vegetables, and the white face looked good in the dim light. Su Xin looked at her for a while and looked at the chopping board again. The ingredients of Su Xin are very good, and the vegetables are cut beautifully, but even if the vegetables are cut beautifully, they wo n’t be of much use.

There was a sizzling sound of hot oil. When the dish was put down, it made a loud sound, and the sound sounded so pleasant. The sound of the spatula stirs into a different world.

Su Xin likes watching other people cooking. When she feels bored, she also watches food shows because she thinks cooking is a very magical process. From ordinary humble ingredients to beautiful shapes, and finally to Delicious look, pleasing to the eye.

She will watch very carefully, and will not take the cooking process as a thing to pass the time. She never takes notes and may forget it after reading it, but she remembers that she will feel very good when watching it. All the food deserves to be respected.

When watching the documentary "China on the Tip of the Tongue", the food contains more than just the hard work of the person who cooks it. It is not only used to fill the stomach. It also contains culture and customs, heritage and memory.

Su Xin thought that maybe when she offended the stove master, it wasn't her talent for cooking anyway.

When he is usually at the table, Su Xin also communicates with Tong Qing, can ask him if he is cold or say something else, but since Mu Yi came to her house, Su Xin told Tong Qing Mu Yi first I do n’t like talking when I eat, so I do n’t communicate when I eat. I talk about everything after dinner, and I do n’t need to chat.

"It's delicious, brother, we haven't eaten meat in our house for many days, otherwise I'll catch two fish in the river tomorrow. Would you like to eat it? Alas, would you do it?"

Su Xin asked the two people two questions. Last night, their sister and brother had a good meal at Tonghe's house, which was very rich, but in his own house, Tong Qing hadn't been stinky for almost a month. When the child was growing up, Su Xin was thinking of supplementing his brother.

The fish in that river tasted very delicious. Even without too many other spices, it was very delicious. Su Xin recalled the taste of the fish in her memory and pouted.

"Can do."

The clogs set the tableware and nodded at Su Xin.

"Sister, I don't want to eat. Don't go there, it's not ..."

Tong Qing hesitated, because the river died, and it was close to winter, so no one went. Tong Qing was afraid of Su Xin.

Last time on the frozen river, a ghost really wanted to kill Su Xin and pushed her down on the hard ice.

Su Xin is not afraid. She is also afraid that the ghost will not appear. Isn't it a ghost? There is nothing terrible, and a ghost cannot harm others casually. This is a cause and effect.

Everything in the world has cause and effect. What kind of effect should be repaid due to the planted cause. The original owner has not done anything wrong. If the ghost arbitrarily kills unrelated people, the price to pay is very heavy.

Su Xin originally felt a little scared, but after 14 years of description, she was not afraid, it was just an energy body.

"It's okay. I want to eat a bit. I'll catch fish tomorrow. The fish in winter is better to catch. Wait for Sister A to catch a few of them tomorrow and let the magpie do it. Eat well and keep the rest. Then, kill it whenever you want to eat it. "

With a smile, Su Xin said lightly that catching fish should not be difficult. Although she has never practiced it, she has it in her memory, and the river is not deep.

"Sister, don't go there, it's too dangerous, what can I do if something happens to you."

"Well, what are you talking about? If you don't worry, you'll go with me tomorrow. I'm afraid it's freezing outside, and it will freeze you."

"Then I'll go with you."

Tong Qing hurriedly said that he had only a sister and a relative, and if something happened to sister A, he would definitely not stand it.

"Well, how about you? You stay at home or go with us. The two of us plan to go at noon. It was a little warmer at that time, although it was not much warmer."

Su Xin looked at Muhao Shenghao and asked her what she meant.

"I'll go with you. It doesn't make sense to stay at home alone. I have never seen anyone catch a fish."

"Okay, if the fish caught at that time, I'll clean them, you can just do it directly, you don't need to shave the fish scales, your hands are tender, I'm afraid you will be scratched."

"it is good."

Muxi nodded and sat on the chair, and the three began to eat.

The night soon came, Su Xin was used to this life, and burned the bath water prepared for the wooden clogs, staring at the fire in the stove to bake his hands, and did not find this life very boring and tasteless.

But it's only limited to the task time. If she stays in this place all her life, she can't help but go first. But that is also impossible. If he stays in this place and cannot get out, it means that the mission fails, and if he fails, he will leave the world, and his life will be deducted for one year.

The night was as cold as water, Su Xin was lying on the bed, and when she was about to fall asleep, she heard the familiar call.

[Host, he's here. 】

If nothing else, it should be Tong Manwen's kid.

"Sister Aning, come out."

The sound sounded outside the curtain, but it seemed to be close to the ear with a cold breath.

Muyi didn't know if she was asleep. Su Xin tentatively called her name, but didn't get a response.

The call from my ears was vague to clear, and the sound was very familiar.

"Sister Aning, sister Aning, come out soon, I don't have much time."

The sound in her ear sounded anxious. Su Xin couldn't pretend to be inaudible. She got out of bed with a light movement, opened the curtain and went out.

I don't know if Tong Manwen's death has anything to do with her look, but whether or not it's related, she must listen to what Tong Manwen is going to tell her.

The wooden eyelashes trembled and returned to calm.

As soon as Su Xin went out, she felt the cold breath. She regretted that she didn't take out the quota. This cold breath is clearly different from the outside winter's handwriting. It should be from a ghost inside.

"Sister Aning."

Tong Manwen appeared, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of the corpse under the white cloth he saw in his house. His face was pale and stiff and cold, like a frozen stone, but his expression was not rigid. Very vivid, like when he was alive.

Tong Manwen walked around the room and smiled when he saw Su Xin.

"Manwen, it's not your top seven today, why are you back?"

Susin looked very calm and did not show the slightest fear and excitement.

Tong Manwen was relieved to see her like this, for fear that Su Xin would run away with a loud scream when he saw her. After all, not everyone can see the ghost so calmly.

"Sister Aning, I'm here to tell you something. I wasn't killed by a ghost. I was killed by someone. Right, I should say that I was killed by someone first, and then the ghost put I made it look like you saw. I had hallucinations that day. After running away from your house, I encountered a ghost hitting a wall. I tried to hide in the Taihu Temple but it did n’t help me. Then she killed me, and I saw her body buried alive by a female ghost, not knowing what she wanted to do. "

Tong Manwen said this without resentment, but with unspeakable sadness.

"Who killed you?"

"My grandma."

Tong Manwen seemed to be about to cry. He was crying with tears in his voice, and tears of blood from the corners of his eyes, pathetic.

"what……?"

Su Xin didn't think it would be such an answer. How could it happen, Yang Cui?

"Sister Aning, I really do n’t know what I did wrong. I have listened to her since I was young. Although she always taught me, she did n’t let me study. After I had fought once, I grew old. Honestly, she wo n’t let me do this, I wo n’t do this. I ’m always naughty, because I want to do this, and because I want to get her attention. You do n’t know if our family has How terrible. When I was quiet, I felt that my family was not popular at all, but they were clearly not ghosts, they were all human. "

"Even if I die, I can't go out anyway, but I don't want to die. Although she gave birth to me to support me, I shouldn't blame her. In fact, I really don't understand."

Tong Manwen's eyes were still bleeding, and a wound appeared on his body, which should be his fatal injury.

That day he encountered a ghost hitting a wall and got into Hu Taigong Temple, but he heard Yang Cui calling him.

He thought it might be his grandma who came to pick him up, but what he didn't expect was the result of the knife digging into his body.

"Why not ask her?"

Since the ghost can be live, why not ask the original creator?

Su Xin didn't understand Tong Manwen's thoughts. In her opinion, no matter how long her parents gave birth to her, if she killed her, she would be wrong.

The thought of paying off my child when I have a child killed myself is simply unreasonable.

"I ca n’t ask her. I ’m going to give birth. Sister Aning, there is a female ghost in my house. That female ghost buried me. Even if I become a ghost, I ca n’t beat her. She It seems to be a group with my grandma. The female ghost is looking for me now and wants to swallow me. Actually, I hate my grandma, but I can't help it. When I live, there is no way I can die now. Nothing can be done. "

Tong Manwen just came here habitually. In his opinion, Su Xin is a very reliable sister. He used to hide anything when he was used to it, and he was not so familiar with others, so even if he died, he chose to take these things. Tell Susin.

Why didn't he want to question his mother? When he made a mistake, he even wanted to pull the woman who gave birth to him to hell, but he was only 14 years old, and many thoughts were like children. Contradictory thoughts It caused him tangles and external coercion, and he finally gave up.

His mother could kill him, but he couldn't do anything to kill his mother.

"So I'm moving faster, sister Aning, you have to be careful, this village has changed."

Tong Manwen opened the window and the cold wind poured in from outside. He pointed at the moon in the sky and let Su Xin go to see it.

This was his last reminder before he left.

The clouds dispersed, revealing the true body of the moon. The moon tonight, blood red, should meet this magic barrier.

Su Xin took a breath and raised her eyebrows.

Tong Manwen said that when he died, his soul was away from the body, and he saw a very powerful female ghost. He felt subconsciously, so the soul drifted into Hu Taigong's temple. I do n’t know if it was because he stayed inside The female ghost didn't find him.

It wasn't long before he died. The soul can't be too far away from his body. He quietly concealed his trace. After his body was moved home, he saw Su Xin and screamed anxiously, But he seemed to be noticed by the female ghost, so he hid again soon.

"Maybe there is no **** in this world but only ghosts. If there is really Tai Hu, why is he not manifesting and watching our village look like this ghost?"

Tong Manwen disappeared, his figure turned into nothingness.

Su Xin stared at the weird moon and closed the window.

Because he didn't wear a cotton jacket, and just stood outside wearing a coat and talked for a while, his cold body had now become cold all over his body, and his fingers felt stiff.

Su Xin sighed. After all, she could not think of the people around them in these worlds as npc, because they were indeed living people living in another space.

For Tong Manwen, Su Xin sympathizes and sighs, but she will not expose these things with a sense of justice. She is not stupid. It is someone else ’s family affairs. It is the mother who killed her son.

Tong Manwen's death ruled out a choice for her, but brought deeper confusion.

Why did Yang Cui kill her son and unite a female ghost? Does she have anything to do with the confusion in this village? If there is a relationship, what role does Yang Cui play in it, do you know all this, and is there any connection with Tongxi?

In the death of Tong Manwen, did Hu Taigong Temple play an important role?

Is there really a land **** by Hu Taigong?

From the order of New Year's worship, we can see that the villagers in this village value Yun Niangniang more than Hu Taigong. Yunniang Niang is the first, Hu Taigong is second, and Yunniang has a temple guard. Incense, but Hu Taigong did not.

According to legend, the history of Mrs. Hu should be higher than Yunniangniang, and Yunniangniang is an individual, and Hutaigong is a 'god'.

But perhaps because of this, one is a **** of nothingness and one is a person who really makes a contribution. Hu Taigong said that he is the child's protector, but the child is in a row.

Uncle Tong said that this angered Tai Gong Hu because the body was in front of Hu Taigong's temple, but Tong Manwen said it was done by a female ghost.

Therefore, it is very likely that this is not annoying Hu Taigong, not Hu Taigong's revenge, but rather a provocation, a mockery.

Su Xin thought of others, such as the younger brother between the age of Da Ya Da Ya and Tong Manwen, the mission goal Tong Qing.

Who put the knife on the edge of the door? It can't be the female ghost. If the female ghost wants to harm someone, it doesn't need to be such a roundabout way. The ghost that Tong Manwen encountered hitting the wall should be the female ghost. If you want to deal with the ten-year-old Tong Qing, it is not necessary at all.

If female ghosts have nothing to do with Yang Cui and sickle incidents, do they have anything to do with the death of Da Ya Er Ya?

Is the death of Da Ya Er Ya artificial or ghost?

There was also a sneer in the crowd who seemed to see through the Yunniangniang Temple Night Watchman, a respectable aunt, and felt that there were many stories in her body.

Su Xin remembered the strange words and affirmative tone when Yang Cui was going to kiss her and Tong Xi.

I don't know who said that Tongxi can't live this winter. Su Xin doesn't believe it's groundless, and Tongxi's body is really bad, and he vomits blood. Live and live well.

Su Xin's ears resounded when Tong Manwen complained when he came to hide from Yang Cui that day. Tong Manwen said that he felt that his uncle was more like a **** child than himself.

However, this statement was ridiculous. Yang Cui was only a few years old when Tong Xi was born, and he was still far away in other villages.

And Tongxi is a college student who went out to study. When her health returned, Yang Cui had been married for almost half a year. What was that female ghost?

Su Xin was so absorbed in his thoughts that he suddenly patted his shoulder and turned back in horror.

Muya stood there and looked at her with a strange expression.

"Without sleeping, what are you standing here for?"

"It's okay, how come out?"

Su Xin's expression eased, but she became more vigilant.

The man walked without a voice, and if she was going to kill her, she would have succeeded.

Su Xin insulted that her vigilance had actually declined and she should not.

"I just woke up suddenly and found the cold next to me. Come out when you're away. Isn't it cold? Come in."

The room was dark, there was no light, and the moonlight outside the window couldn't shine in. Su Xin could only feel the position of the clog by feeling.

"Okay, it's too cold."

Not mentioning what she was doing, Su Xin walked to her room, opened the curtain, quickly took off her shoes and got into the quilt.

The duvet had cooled down because of the owner's departure, Su Xin shivered in the duvet, and her teeth were trembling.

The bed shook a little, and the clog returned to the quilt.

One hand fumbled and held Su Xin's hand, and gave Su Xin a slight stun.