Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The man frowned slightly.

Although he has become a soul, his sense of smell is almost the same as that of a living person.

You can even smell some smells from "there" that living people can't smell.

So, if there is a strange smell around, he should be able to smell it.

Thinking about it, Tong Moyan's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at the little white group who was looking around.

——Is it possible that it is a smell that only ducks can smell?

In this room, the man is still guessing with such doubts.

As everyone knows, the little guy on the other side has already twisted his brows into a more complicated ball.

This faint hay smell, combined with the strange and cold ink smell, is of course not only a duck can smell.

It's the smell that people who are not familiar with this thing and "people" like Tong Moyan can't detect.

But she is very familiar with a certain aspect of her experience.

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing's face sank slightly, and the little mung bean's eyes showed a bit of seriousness.

I saw her sniffing the air a few more times, and then, as if she had locked in the source of the smell, she fluttered her duck wings and landed slowly on the ground.

Towards a certain direction of the basement warehouse wobbly trot away.

"..."

Seeing her act like this, Tong Moyan was even more curious, and couldn't help but follow her footsteps and stray past.

Soon, a soul and a duck came to a corner of the basement in the northwest direction.

There are assorted cardboard boxes piled up here, and they are piled full, but there is nothing out of the ordinary.

However, there is a gap, just enough to allow Xiang Xing's duck head to penetrate.

Looking at the dark gap, Xiang Xing tightened his wings and took a deep breath.

After suppressing the little fear in his heart, he immediately took two steps forward, and with courage, he drilled the duck's head hard into the gap.

"……Star……"

Seeing that the little guy seemed to be trying very hard to dig in, his little wings flapping wildly, Tong Moyan felt a tightness in his heart, and hurriedly floated up, "I'll help you open the box..."

However, just as he stretched out his hand and was about to touch these randomly placed boxes, he suddenly saw a strange golden light burst out from the pile of boxes!

Abruptly, his soul body was bounced several meters away...

"...!"

The man tried his best to stabilize his body so that he didn't fall to the ground too embarrassingly.

Looking at the pile of cardboard boxes that were still faintly glowing, he was shocked.

what happened.

In the past three years, he has been to this basement a lot, but he never knew... these boxes would actually attack him!

...Oops, stars!

Thinking that the little guy was still in the pile of boxes, Tong Moyan suffocated his breath and rushed forward again regardless.

At the same time, I heard a very pleasant rattling.

"...Have it!"

While the little white group moaned excitedly, he twisted the duckling vigorously and successfully pulled out the long neck.

And on the small round head that had rubbed a head of dust, a piece of yellowish broken paper was being held in her mouth.

"...tui!"

I saw Xiang Xing spat the piece of paper in his mouth to the ground, raised the duck's paw without saying a word, and flattened the half-crushed piece of paper.

Seeing the incomplete half rune above, her face couldn't help but become more solemn.

A little busy today, will update tomorrow morning