Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

At the same time, he is also a senior high school student in this Fancheng No. 1 Middle School.

Moreover, he also has extremely powerful spiritual power, and he is a rare psychic genius who has never encountered in a hundred years.

"..."

Seeing this, Xiang Xing felt that there was no need to look any further.

good.

In this world, she is a ghost, and Zhong Lixun is a Taoist priest.

This is simply a natural enemy relationship...

"Oh, you don't have to worry about this, we shouldn't have reached the level of his natural enemy."

Hearing the helpless voice of the little guy, Ya Yahua shook her head and made a supplementary explanation, "Zhong Li's house in the psychic world is a complete idiot. They will only deal with evil spirits, and will not provoke good souls like us."

"At most, it's just taking it away, and it's beyond life or something."

"...What's the difference between Chaodu and Soul Feifei San?"

Xiang Xing rolled his eyes silently.

Aren't they all dead.

"...Oh, it's all like this, let's take one step at a time!"

Duck Duck Flower tried to comfort her.

After persuading him for a whole night, the little guy came out of his depression and accepted the reality.

Come on anyway.

The big deal is to change the pit and start all over again.

...

Due to the current timeline, it was only half a month after the original owner passed away.

As a result, her new soul has no way to continue to walk around the campus after sunrise.

That is to say, she currently has no way of seeing Zhong Lixun, who only came to school during the day, and even came to school in a few days because of her weakness.

The little guy was helpless, so he had no choice but to float and float at night to the classroom of Class 1 of the third grade where Zhong Lixun was.

Trying to leave some clues on his desks and chairs every night.

Time flies, and in a flash, half a month has passed.

Tonight, Xiang Xing continued to float to Zhong Lixun's seat, sitting in a daze.

Holding his translucent little finger, he calculated.

Well.

In another week, Taoist priest Jia, the passerby who captured the original owner in the previous life, will pass by the school.

She only has a week left.

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help but sighed for the fifteenth time.

What should I do.

...

"...Pfft!"

Suddenly, a strange sound, like a heavy object falling to the ground, came from outside the classroom.

The sudden sound was very clear in the quiet campus.

Xiang Xing, a sensitive earthbound spirit, directly locked the direction of the sound.

It's the music room right above her classroom.

"……what's the situation?"

The little guy shook his head with the duck flower on his head.

Can't help jumping off the desk, drifting towards that direction faintly.

Drifting away, there was a little unease in my heart.

It stands to reason that, except for the student dormitory located on the South Campus, there should be no one in the entire school.

Not to mention her teaching building on the North Campus.

What is this strange noise coming from?

Xiang Xing floated upstairs with a little apprehension in his stomach and floated to the front of the music classroom.

Sure enough, the door of the music classroom is now in a state of being closed.

It was opened by someone.

Seeing this scene, the little guy couldn't help squatting down a little, and quietly floated under the classroom window.

Then, summoning up his courage, he quietly stuck out half of his head.

With watery soft eyes, he looked into the classroom.

I saw messy tables and chairs in the music classroom.

Vaguely, there was indeed a figure lying under the pile of class seats.

The figure looked familiar.