Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

Ling Wuqian shook her body, then floated around the man again, looked at him with a smile: "Guess!"

The man pursed his lips and lifted his feet to leave.

"Hey - don't go!"

Hearing Ling Wu's voice, the man walked faster, as if he had used lightness kung fu.

However, Ling Wu's speed was not slow, and he easily caught up with the man: "What are you running? I haven't finished my sentence yet!"

Ling Wuyi stared at the man with her hands on her hips: "Let me ask you, are you Meng Fusheng?"

Meng Fusheng was startled for a moment. Did this 'ghost' with no ghostly aura come to look for him on purpose?

"I am."

Receiving an affirmative answer, Ling Wu's face instantly changed from cloudy to sunny. She grinned: "That's great!"

"busy?"

Ling Wuxi blinked her eyes and shook her head: "I'm fine." She wouldn't tell him that she was looking for him specially!

"My name is Ling Wuwen, nice to meet you!" While introducing himself, Ling Wuwen also raised his hand and patted Meng Fusheng on the shoulder.

It feels really good to pat a person who is nearly two meters tall on the shoulder without any pressure!

Meng Fusheng frowned slightly, and puzzled flashed in his eyes.

It stands to reason that ghosts without resentment cannot touch entities, whether they are objects or living people. Ghosts with resentment usually have ferocious faces, exuding black energy all over their bodies.

But this person who claimed to be Ling Wuwen touched his body twice without any resentment!

"Meng Fusheng, where are you going? Yujian Villa?"

"Why do you know me?" Meng Fusheng didn't answer Ling Wuyi's question, but asked instead.

Ling Wuwen tilted her head with a smile, with a playful face: "Guess~"

Meng Fusheng: ...

Feeling that the two people, oh no, one person and one unknown creature had nothing to say, Meng Fusheng simply pretended that he couldn't see Lingwu weed, and walked away directly.

This time Ling Wuyi didn't stop him anymore, but kept following him at a parallel speed.

She stopped talking, and just quietly followed Meng Fusheng, studying the plot silently in her heart.

Meng Fusheng thought that Ling Wuwen would leave soon, but knowing that they had been gone for an hour, Ling Wuwen still did not leave.

He stopped, and the 'ghost' beside him also stopped. Meng Fusheng looked at her sideways, with a questioning look in his eyes: "Why are you following me?"

for what? Raiders you slightly!

Blinking and blinking: "I'm bored, follow you, so someone will accompany me!"

Meng Fusheng is a principled and moral celestial ghost hunter. This 'ghost' who doesn't know if it's a ghost doesn't look bad, so he won't catch ghosts casually.

"Where do you live? I'll take you back."

Ling Wu was stunned for a moment, although she knew that the supporting actor was kind, but she didn't know that he was so kind that he was willing to send a 'ghost' home!

"Eh... I don't know where my family lives. In fact, I don't remember anything except that I know my name is Ling Wuyi." My eyes rolled and I found a very wonderful reason.

"Then how do you know my name?" Meng Fusheng asked.

"I, I met a woman named Meng Xintong when I was in Yujian Villa today. She could see me, so I chatted with her for a while. She told me that her senior brother is named Meng Fusheng."

"Then how do you know that I am Meng Fusheng?"

Hehe~ Her mind is spinning pretty fast, and as soon as she finished speaking, the next question was thrown out.

"I guessed it!" This sentence is absolutely true!

Meng Fusheng asked Ling Wuwen several questions in succession, and Ling Wuyou answered them honestly.

After a pause, Meng Fusheng continued to walk forward: "Then you just follow." After all, he doesn't remember anything, not even himself. Very poor.

After he goes back, find the master to see what she is.

Ling Wuwen didn't know what was going on in Meng Fusheng's heart, she was very happy right now!

Meng Fusheng not only let her stay by his side, but also added ten favorability points to her!

Following Meng Fusheng for a further distance, Meng Fusheng stopped and said, "Find a village for the night." The night was dark, and the gate of Yujian Villa had already been closed.

Looking for a village to stay? Oh~ It turns out that she just searched several villages but failed to find Meng Fusheng. It turned out that it was because she came early!

Nodded: "Okay!"

Meng Fusheng didn't just find a village at random, he stood in place and looked into the distance, and he would go to whichever village had the strongest resentment in the sky.

While staying overnight, you can also clear up the grievances there.

"Let's go." After choosing a village to stay in, Meng Fusheng just said something lightly, and then walked forward.

When I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw a stone tablet on the side of the road with the words 'Yuan Village' written on it.

It might be because the villagers went to bed early, after Meng Fusheng and Ling Wuwen entered the village, they didn't see a single person.

The doors of every house are closed tightly, and no one is lit.

"Fusheng, where are we going to stay overnight? The village chief's house?" Obviously there was a lot of resentment here, but after entering the village, I didn't see a single ghost.

In other words, the stronger the resentment, the more powerful that ghost will be!

Looking around curiously, hoping to see the ghost that can only be seen in horror movies! Hmm~ I don't know if ordinary ghosts are afraid of her, but are ghosts afraid of her?

Fusheng? Meng Fusheng turned his head and glanced at Ling Wuyue. If he remembered correctly, the two of them had just met, right? What are you doing so intimately?

Ling Wuwen turned her eyes around to look for Li Gui, but she didn't see Meng Fusheng's eyes looking over.

Pursing her lips, she didn't answer Ling Wuyi's words, but walked in one direction purposefully.

They walked to the closest part of the village to the foot of the mountain, where there was only one simple thatched hut.

Meng Fusheng stood still attentively, and Ling Wuwen also stopped. This thatched hut is where the resentment comes out.

He grabbed Meng Fusheng's arm nervously, drawing his attention. Ling Wuxi chuckled: "Then what, I haven't seen a ghost yet..." Horror movies don't count!

"Let go." He doesn't like to have too much physical contact with others, let alone this Lingwu who doesn't know what it is.

Cursing her lips, Ling Wuyue let go of her hand obediently. Just when he was about to speak, he heard groans coming from the thatched cottage.

The groans of men and women intertwined, very ambiguous!

Ling Wuxi blushed, Emma~ why would she make such a dirty sound? !

Turning his head to look at Meng Fusheng, he found that he was not shy at all. He frowned and looked at the thatched cottage with a serious face.

The next moment, he did not know where to take out a mahogany sword,