After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

After taking a bath and changing clothes, Qi Jing climbed into the inner side of the bed, lay on it and tossed and turned, the hideous appearance of the corpse he saw during the day repeatedly appeared in his mind, and he slowly clenched the quilt in his hand.

Tonight is cloudy, there is no moon outside, in the darkness, Yan Zhilan lay quietly beside him, wondering if he fell asleep.

Qi Jing tossed and turned uncomfortably, and couldn't help whispering: "Yan Zhilan, are you asleep?"

Yan Zhilan ignored him, but suddenly there was a slight noise from somewhere.

Qi Jing grabbed Yan Zhilan's arm suddenly, panicked: "Yan Zhilan, did you hear anything?"

Yan Zhilan remained motionless and did not respond. Qi Jing waited for a while, and suddenly felt that the touch in his hand was wrong. Why is Yan Zhilan's body temperature so low?No, it's not that the body temperature is low, but... there is no temperature at all!

Qi Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide in the darkness, and withdrew his hand abruptly.After a while, he hesitated and stretched out a finger, placing it under Yan Zhilan's nose to detect his breath.

"what are you doing?"

Yan Zhilan's voice suddenly resounded in the darkness, and Qi Jing yelled "Ah!" in fright, and withdrew his hand.

A small amount of spiritual power pierced through the air and made a sound, and the lamp on the table was lit, emitting a faint light.

Yan Zhilan sat up and looked at Qi Jing with a slight frown.

Qi Jing hugged his knees and huddled in the corner of the wall and shivered, his eyes that used to be nimble were full of panic, his mouth was curled up to cry or not, like a frightened little animal, his appearance was extremely pitiful.

Yan Zhilan was startled: "Are you afraid?"

Under the dim light, Qi Jing felt a little relieved, and inexplicably gained some courage, and said stiffly: "Which eye of yours sees that I am afraid?"

Yan Zhilan was too lazy to argue with him, and was about to extinguish the oil lamp when he raised his hand, but Qi Jing jumped up to stop him: "Don't! Wait a minute!"

Yan Zhilan glanced at him coldly as he tugged at his hand.

Qi Jing was still in shock, how could he care about this.With a bit of grievance that he didn't realize, he complained: "Since you are not asleep, why didn't you answer when I called you just now?"

Maybe it was the dead of night, the lights were alluring, Yan Zhilan didn't want to turn back to him, but when he looked up and saw his pitiful appearance, for some reason, he explained, "I'm cultivating."

Qi Jing was suspicious: "Then why is your body so cold? It's as cold as..."

The word "dead" was blurred by him. If not, would he be frightened?

Yan Zhilan said expressionlessly: "The Yan family's mentality is like this, what's wrong?"

"No..." Qi Jing choked for a moment, and said resentfully, "Then if you practice like this again in the future, tell me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Zhilan smiled. Originally, he was very good-looking, and his smile was also pleasing to the eye, but he was too cold-tempered and didn't like to laugh very much. Occasionally, his smile was very light and light. It's fleeting, and it's embarrassing.

This time, he smiled generously at Qi Jing for a long time, and said playfully, "In the future?"

Qi Jing, who was looking straight at him, felt nervous and uneasy, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yan Zhilan suppressed his smile and returned to his indifferent expression, but instead of answering his question, he asked about something else: "What happened in the Jinhua Palace that scared you so much that you couldn't sleep at night?"

"Who said it scared me..." Qi Jing shut his mouth abruptly in the middle of speaking. This matter is full of fog, which is very bad for him. Before he finds out, he doesn't want to mention it to anyone who has nothing to do with it.

Yan Zhilan knew what he was thinking by looking at his expression, snorted, and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it. Go to sleep."

After speaking, he put on his clothes and lay down again, closed his eyes, breathed evenly and long after a while, and seemed to be asleep.

Whether it was intentional or not, he did not turn off the oil lamp this time.

Qi Jing hugged his knees and stood in the corner for a while, there was no one else in the huge bedroom except him and Yan Zhilan.

It's just that the place that feels empty and comfortable during the day always feels dangerous and disturbing at night.Behind the screens of those bookshelves, there seemed to be hidden invisible eyes, secretly watching his every move in places he couldn't see, waiting for the opportunity to find his weaknesses, and trying to devour him.

I don't know if it was his delusion, but Qi Jing saw that under the dim light, the maidservant who died tragically during the day seemed to appear in front of his eyes, with eyes dripping with blood and tears, she directly stretched out her hands towards him.

Qi Jing forced himself to calm down, the fuss just now made Yan Zhilan laugh, so he must calm down this time.

He closed his eyes abruptly, and opened them very slowly, hoping it was just because of the dim light that his eyes were dazzled.

Unexpectedly, when she opened her eyes, the maidservant who died tragically was still in front of her eyes!

The female ghost floated closer and closer without touching her feet, with a creepy smile on her pale face, she shouted in a sharp voice: "Give me back my life!"

Qi Jing was about to cry from fright, and waved his hands indiscriminately: "It's not me, it's not me, it's really not me..."

God knows, he has always been a bold and willful person who is not afraid of anything, except for one thing, that is, he is afraid of ghosts.

Don't tell him, "If you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts calling your door" or something. Not doing bad things doesn't mean that he is willing to see these messy things!

"Yan... Yan Zhilan..." Qi Jing asked for help tremblingly, "You, did you hear that?"

Yan Zhilan closed his eyes and slept soundly.

And here the female ghost has climbed onto his bed.

"what!"

Qi Jing yelled, his whole body limp and unable to move, watching helplessly as the female ghost's sharp nails were about to pinch his neck...

"break!"

With a clear drink, the female ghost's figure disappeared instantly, turning into a black pebble the size of a grain of rice and falling into Yan Zhilan's hands.

Yan Zhilan twirled two fingers, put it under his nose and sniffed lightly, and said, "It's the phantom spirit stone." With a little force on his fingers, the phantom spirit stone turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated in the air.

Qi Jing was still in shock, his face was pale, and he said in a daze: "Phantom spirit stone?"

Yan Zhilan looked at him with an uncertain expression: "Phantom spirit stones are common gadgets in the market, usually bought for children at home to play with. What did you see?"

"Ghost..." Qi Jing murmured distraughtly.

When he finally regained his composure, his eyes widened in disbelief when he heard Yan Zhilan's words: "Play this for children?"

Are people in the comprehension world like this?It's okay to use the phantom spirit stone to recruit ghosts for children to play with?

Yan Zhilan could see through what he wanted to say almost at a glance, and felt a little complicated in his heart. The person with the highest cultivation level and the deepest spiritual power in the Great Moon Kingdom is actually afraid of ghosts?

The scene transformed by the phantom spirit stone can only be seen by the spellcaster and specific people. He just noticed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power and didn't see anything.

If Qi Jing's reaction was not too abnormal, he might have ignored it if he didn't notice it for a while.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Yan Zhilan explained: "This thing is harmless to people. Some people will buy spirit beasts and pets at home to play with children. If those spirit beasts and pets die accidentally, the elders in the family will I can't bear to see the juniors sad, so I will use the phantom spirit stone to turn into a spirit beast and pet, and coax them for a while. When the spiritual power is gone, the phantom spirit stone will automatically turn into an ordinary stone, and it will not hurt anyone at all."

It turned out to be just a false alarm.Qi Jing patted his chest and let out a foul breath: "So those are just illusions, they can't hurt me at all, can they?"

However, when he saw Yan Zhilan's expression, his heart that had just been let go was lifted again.

Yan Zhilan looked at him with a complicated expression: "If it is pure spiritual power, it is harmless. However..." He paused, his eyes fell on Qi Jing, and he said slowly: "On this phantom spirit stone, the Filled with resentment. Once resentment enters the body..."

Qi Jing pricked up his ears nervously, and after hearing what he said, he quickly asked: "What will happen?"

Yan Zhilan lowered his eyes and said lightly: "With your cultivation base, there is nothing serious about it, at most it's just uncomfortable."

Qi Jing felt relieved, and said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay."

At this moment when the crisis was lifted, a big stone in Qi Jing's heart fell to the ground. He gasped for a moment, feeling himself alive again. He cupped his fists at Yan Zhilan, trying to make his voice sound normal: "Thank you today! How can I help you in the future?" If you have to be busy, just open your mouth! Brother, I will do my best!"

Yan Zhilan ignored it, pointed his finger, and the oil lamp went out.

Qi Jing's smile suddenly froze on his face, and suddenly he felt that the air around him had dropped several degrees, and there seemed to be a group of invisible things around him in the darkness, ready to move.

Without the slightest hesitation, he threw off Yan Zhilan's quilt, swished into his bed, and whispered cheekily, "That...brother... help people to the end, sleep together?"