Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess 364 Mo Chou 2

As a soul who was aware himself that he was cla.s.sified right now as a malicious spirit, he knew it would be pure stupidity to stay in that place. Here, his Original was definitely not a G.o.d. 

That was why he ran!

The moment he felt there was some sort of pressure pressing on his soul, he immediately flew towards the exit. He ran outside with all his might as if he was being chased by the Grim Reaper himself. 

Mini-tornado seemed to have been left by his figure. Objects began flying again. Even people actually.

One of the scared boys soullessly muttered when silence resumed again, "We, we seemed… to have freed an evil spirit."

To this statement wherein the last phrase was said in a weak trailing voice, the rest made various reactions, most having blank pale faces, the others sporting out expressions that were worst than crying.

….

The ghostly figure flickered when it reached past the gate and completely disappeared upon entering the forest.

Jiang Li reappeared hundreds of meters from the place, looking back with a complicated expression put on before frowning upon seeing how semi-transparent he had become. He thought he had just been the disgrace of evil spirits.

"If the one called had been another ghost, I'm sure they won't respond unless forced by the plot. What else could be more suicidal than to appear before a Buddha statue possessed or blessed by a strong monk?"

"d.a.m.n, system." The man cursed in a low voice, annoyed that he had to be in this situation right after he came into this world.

In the material world, he looked nothing but a dark shadowy figure with only a pair of red eyes as facial features.

Now, he seemed even more malevolent due to his evil aura that was gradually recovering and expanding towards the trees and plants in the surrounding. If he had not calmed his mood, those poor beings would have been contaminated or lost vitality. Once the sun rose several hours later, the place would stand out as the only yellowing spot in the verdant forest. 

After floating around and determining there was nothing else in this are but trees, he determined there was no hope of him finding a better, secured, and more comfortable place.

"Host, I believe this place is fine. The only humans in this area are in the abandoned temple, pa.s.sing the night there. They won't dare to come out," said the system, purposely withholding, '… because they would be too afraid to encounter you.'

Jiang Li was also feeling that his situation was very odd, as he didn't know anything and had no idea where he was, so he agreed that it was now imperative to check the new set of memories in his mind.

The man, no, the evil spirit sat on the large root with his back against the trunk of a tree. He did not forget to pray secretly. 'Let's just hope this time I am not a ghost with a sister, living or not.'

He then closed his eyes, the frown not erased from his face. 

The plot began to play. With the place being dark and silent, he had encountered no trouble focusing himself on it. 

The flashes of images started with a forest enveloped by darkness, a temple, and fingers placed on a heart-shaped flat piece of wood. It seemed he had transmigrated at a good time, when the whole thing had just started. 

'Good. At least not like in Margarette's world where I arrived late and have to journey months just to reach the villainess' place.' His spirit a bit uplifted, he continued watching. 

Unlike he had guessed a while ago, only the male lead of this world was with the people playing the Ouija game.

The group was really made up of daredevils - college students who loved to travel and explore various places. Since they were from well-to-do families they had no problem going on several trips a year. All the notable tourist spots near their city had already been explored by them. But since they grew tired of the normal views, they decided to seek thrills, or at least go somewhere which would need some real efforts to reach. 

After a round of discussion, they agreed to do some mountain climbing for their semestral break. The mountain ahead of this forest was the one they had chosen, near the city, but with lesser tourists, so they wouldn't have to worry much about encountering other climbers and then being babied along the way.  

Probably because one of the girls knew they would be bored by the repet.i.tive sceneries before getting into the destination, she brought some exciting stuff with her, in which one was an Ouija Board that she had specifically requested from her aunt abroad for her eighteenth birthday.

This was the first night of their travel in this mountain and they were fortunate enough to discover a temple where they could spend the night. Perhaps because they were not used to sleeping on the cold floor without a warm blanket so they were still all awake around 10 pm, the reckless girl with the Ouija board managed to invite almost everyone into playing. Only the male lead was out of it, sleeping in the other room.

Before the group accidentally allowed the portal to the material world open through the game, they were still joking around, teasing the girl why Ouija when the local equivalents, Pen Spirit Game and Die Xian[1] were more familiar to them and easier to play. 

After a few laughs and exchanges of words, they started the divination session. The rest of how everything went wrong, history.

'The male lead, Fan Zheng, is not simple. He's a disciple of Maoshan Sect, a monastery cultivating spirit hunters, but because he's asleep prior to the summoning of the ghost, me, he couldn't come to the scene immediately. What a convenient setting for me.' His left cheek spasmed, or at least he thought it did. 

He wondered, had Fan Zheng been there, would he be allowed to leave that easily? Or would he be forced to confront this son of fate and end up vowing to kill him later?

After getting the gist of the next events, which was merely the cold male lead preaching about the spirits while the rest either cry or cower in fear, Jiang Li went silent. The following scenes were quite unbelievable, betraying his guesses.

When he thought he would be like a proper bad ghost that he was, tailing and giving troubles to the stupid bunch, the plot swiftly slapped him in the face and showed no more of him there.

What the h.e.l.l... Rewinding showed him no change, he was really no longer in the plot!

"… So my existence is for that trainee ghost-slayer to be able to show his real awesomeness to his friends?"

As irritation was boiling badly within him, even the slightest and gentlest noise created by the wind became offensive to him. The surrounding area immediately became creepier and more unsettling, even nocturnal animals innocently pa.s.sing by felt their hairs stood up for no reason.

Everyone knew not to provoke an evil ghost's anger.

Either the system was not aware or knew about it and felt embarra.s.sed since it had no choice but confirm to the speechless spirit,

"Host, I'm afraid that's really it. You're once again... an extra." The child spirit let out forced awkward laughter. 

"Your only role in the plot is to show up, spook them up a bit, and then escape so those students will be traumatized and have their third eyes open."

"… What a ridiculous role."

Although it enabled him to escape from the strange imprisonment, he suddenly didn't feel like the damage he incurred from being stared at by a fat, possessed statue was worth it.

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[1] form of divination similar to the Ouija board, in which partic.i.p.ants use their forefingers to push a small saucer over a sheet of paper inscribed with numerous Chinese characters