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

After studying in the evening, Qiu Keke came to ask her what she wanted the photo to do.

Ning Meng told a lie, and she didn't care too much.

Since it can be determined that the girl in this photo lost her soul to the paper man, the girl in the cafeteria must be also on the paper man.

She originally wanted to go see it again, but after thinking it over.

On the one hand, they are courageous, and on the other hand, there is no way to protect them. If you go there, it is useless. It is better not to go and think carefully here.

It was just that Ning Meng had learned some truth, and couldn't help it, and began to ask Qiu Keke to inquire about those people in the auditorium.

Most of Qiu Keke's news was true, and he gave her an answer the next afternoon.

"When a friend of mine went to the auditorium today, he heard that there seemed to be a quarrel inside, so he didn't go in, but the content of the quarrel and the few people in it can be seen clearly."

quarrel? Ning Meng frowned, "What is the fight?"

Qiu Keke thought for a while and said, "He seems to be saying that there are two adults in the shadow puppet theater scolding the young boy, and the one who looks at the one who stays up too late, and orders him to do this and that."

Shadow puppet troupes have begun to do such terrible things, there will be contradictions in it?

She continued to say: "Later he saw that old grandfather came out and took the boy away. Although others were scolding, they didn't stop him."

Qiu Keke got such news.

Ning Meng was caught in a vicious circle of thinking.

The shadow puppet troupe must have been doing this kind of thing early in the morning. Whether it was done by one person, by two people, or by a whole group of people is still a question.

Why do you want to get people's souls over? Is it because they run for paper people?

She has never figured out this question. What do they want to do when they make shadow puppets? It's not a profitable job, and it hurts their morality.

Looking at her thinking, Qiu Keke leaned forward and asked, "What are you asking about this? Are you interested in them?"

Ning Meng explained, "I think they are very strange..."

Qiu Keke said: "Strange? Speaking of this, I remembered. He also said that the young man seemed to hate other people so much that he would always get retribution when he was scolded and beaten."

She shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands. "There is no such thing as retribution these days, so many bad guys are still at large, so I feel comfortable."

"Yes..." Ning Meng answered her words, lost in thought

The system suddenly popped up and said: "Retribution is real. When a person's resentment reaches a certain level, it will affect the person he resents. The lighter is a few bad luck, and the serious one is gone."

Ning Meng is not in the mood to discuss retribution with it.

There are so many secrets in this shadow puppet theater. She is still at a loss, and she has become so weak that day, it makes her feel that it is best not to touch it.

Thinking of this, she looked back over there.

Shi Qi was reading a book, her lips pressed, her fingers tracing the book gracefully, her slightly messy hair covered her ears, and it was as expensive as a medieval nobleman.

Ning Meng suddenly sighed, "The grandson is so beautiful."

The system says: "You are right."

At six in the evening, Chen Yan came to the classroom.

She explained one by one: "Don't squeeze in later, first watch the first ten classes, about an hour, not long, you will finish reading soon, remember to write your thoughts at night."

Compared with self-study last night, naturally more people are willing to go to the shadow puppet show.

As soon as she announced that she could go, the classmates in the classroom were all in twos and threes, the girls held together, and the boys hooked their shoulders.

It was still light, and the students in the first few classes of high school were already preparing to enter the auditorium.

In all fairness, Ning Meng was a bit repulsive there.

She obediently nestled on Shiqi's edge.

The auditorium is too terrible. It is still safer by his side. If a piece of talisman is fixed, those paper people must not dare to come.

Shi Qi didn't speak either, and walked around the teaching building unhurriedly.

His legs are long, and one step can reach Ning Meng in two steps, and she has to slow down to keep her up, but she didn't notice her face, she was so nervous.

Ning Meng was still chatting with the system: "Will I be taken away by the paper men in the auditorium? They all want to scare me."

The system thought for a while, and hit and said: "Maybe it's because you don't look good, you don't scare others when you look at them."

Ning Meng said: "Trash system."

She ignored the system, grabbed the corner of Shiqi's school uniform, and secretly said: "Shiqi, if a paper man survives, you can fix it!"

Seeing that she was so nervous, Shi Qi suddenly wanted to laugh. Yu Guang saw her slender white hand pinching the corner of her clothes, paused, and replied, "Okay, don't run around."

How dare Ning Meng run around? She nodded and said, "If you don't run, you can't run. I will sit next to you tonight."

A group of people filed into the auditorium and found their seats.

The school has arranged seats for a long time, and the positions of each class are arranged. Of course, the first grade of senior high school is at the front, behind the leadership seat.

But this time the performance, the leaders did not watch, they were the first row.

Ning Meng was only two meters away from the stage, and it was clear from above, there was nothing left, and the curtain was also pulled.

But she was nervous inexplicably, always feeling that something was going to happen.

When everyone arrived, the lights on the seat were all black, only the weak light on the stage was not bright.

The curtain was pulled aside, and then a large curtain was put up. There was nothing on it, said to be transparent and opaque.

As time passed, a group of people also appeared behind the curtain.

Ning Meng sat up straight, and secretly squeezed Shi Qi's arm. She was afraid that the paper man would suddenly come down and grab her.

Shi Qi turned his head and looked down at her: "Don't be nervous."

Ning Meng looked at him: "I'm not nervous."

Shi Qi: "..."

He felt that the sleeves of his school uniform were crumpled, and watching her sullen her face and pursing her rosy lips, the emotions on her white face were unobstructed.

Shi Qi did not speak any more and turned to look at the stage.

Ning Meng did not dare to let go.

She can enjoy her mouth, but she still has to keep her own life. She must keep her image and be safe.

When it was seven o'clock, the entire auditorium suddenly became quiet.

The stage of the auditorium is based on the performance. It is very large for shadow puppetry. A curtain is only half of it. There is also a shadow puppet of the **** Erlang in the corner of the curtain.

The old man was supported by the boy, stepped onto the stage, and stopped behind the curtain.

Ning Meng always thought they were a bit weird, especially the words the old man said to her last time, which obviously had deep meaning.

She had never figured out whether the old man refused to let her go because she thought what would happen if she went, or if she noticed a special problem with her physique.

The system had told her a long time ago that because of her yin physique, she was able to possess her body and was not prone to rejection, and it was more suitable for her soul.

Why didn't the old man let her go? It was obviously for her good.

As the people arrived, the drums gradually became louder, inexplicably uplifting.

Sitting behind the curtain, the old man suddenly sighed in front of the crowded crowd below.

The thin boy shouted worriedly: "Grandpa..."

The old man shook his head, put the shadow puppet on the curtain with both hands, the shadow in front was revealed, and applause broke out from the audience.

Qiu Keke couldn't help but speak: "This has been sitting for almost an hour, and I will have to fall asleep if I don't start."

She was sitting on Ning Meng's left hand, and she also brought sweets, one for her and one for Ning Meng. She was very happy to eat. Sometimes Ning Meng was curious. She was not afraid of tooth decay even after eating so much sugar.

She asked in a low voice, "Coco, have you been to the auditorium to see the shadow puppet theater."

Qiu Keke replied indifferently: "No, I'm not interested in this. And I wanted to go in once, but I was treated with a bad tone, so I never went in again. Just the guy above, with a bad temper."

With her voice, the drums became stronger and hit people's hearts.

A sudden babble of singing came from behind the curtain, from the trumpet, and reached the ears of everyone in the entire auditorium.

The sound was strange and obscure.

Ning Meng listened with her ears upright for a while, and she realized that she couldn't understand. She tilted her head and asked Shi Qi, "Do you understand?"

Shi Qi did not speak, nor shook his head.

Ning Meng could faintly discern it. The voice came from the old man's mouth, but it was not weak at all. The sound of drums made people's heart jump.

The shadow puppets on the curtain moved around, the control of the queen was extremely fast, and the babbling sings together, forming a scene.

Gradually, Ning Meng became fascinated.

The shadow on the curtain grew bigger, filling her eyes, and the whole world seemed to be only the shadow play, and she babbled and sang along.

A slight smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, Ning Meng only felt a sway, and water lines flashed past her eyes, and something was stuffed into her mouth.

Sweet and hard.

She blinked, her heart beating almost out of her chest, turned to look at Shi Qi, who was staring at her, "You are attracted."

Under the shadowy shadow, a pair of eyes were reflected dark green.

The voice is low and clear, mixed with the clamour of falling mountain springs, and annoying noises, it is particularly seductive.

Ning Meng's ears swayed, and she stared at him for a while, her loose eyes changed back to their original form, and finally came back to her senses: "What happened to me?"

The singing was too loud, they were in the first row again, and they couldn't hear clearly.

Shi Qi frowned slightly, raised his eyes to see the brilliance on the stage, and the figures were mixed, lowered his eyes and turned her face away.

Then he leaned close to her ear and said softly: "You have a hallucination."

Ning Meng opened his eyes wide, and grabbed his clothes. There was still a piece of candy in his mouth that was just sweet.

The ears were red, and they flinched at the breath he exhaled.

At that moment, the sound of singing and drums around it suddenly disappeared, the line was broken, and it became blurred, followed by the sound of time.

Gradually zoomed in and entangled her.

I know she is doing her best.

But I don't want to pierce her.

In other words, I have the ability to make her brave.

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