Chapter 1. It's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night (ask for a collection!) )

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It is a cold Japanese-style two-story cottage.

The gloomy environment, the heavy damp and mildew smell, the mold-stained walls and ceilings, the wooden floors that creaze when you step on them—

In such an environment, it is not surprising that even the ghosts in the novels and movies really escaped from somewhere.

"That's pretty much it." Bai Fan stood in the living room, glancing at his surroundings.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the surrounding area was quiet, and the slightest sound was particularly abrupt at such a time, especially in the gloomy hut where there were already terrifying spirits, and it was even more incredible that there would be man-made movements.

Clicks–

There was a sound, as if someone was holding on to the handrail of the entrance, puffing out cold eyes, watching themselves.

Bai Fan followed the prestige.

Bang bang.

A little girl dressed in white ran through the entrance.

In fact, it is not surprising that a little girl ran over. ’

Bai Fan thought so.

He'd been in the lifeless mansion for a long time, and it was almost time for someone to entertain him.

Bai Fan turned back calmly.

In front of him was a large, smooth bodymirror.

With the faint light of the mobile phone, Bai Fan saw his expression in the mirror clearly.

Bai Fan in the mirror was grinning, his face was pale, and he was smiling loudly at himself.

This is an extremely normal scene, but it makes Bai Fan feel a deep sense of disobedience.

It's weird -

Because he didn't laugh at all.

In Bai Fan's gaze, the corners of his mouth in the mirror were already grinning to the base of his neck.

It's really grinning to the base of the neck, and the bright lips are even more scarlet and weird.

Bai Fan's entire mouth in the mirror occupied his entire jaw.

Seeing this kind of scene, even Bai Fan, who had been calm, showed a look of surprise.

Seeing the other party open his mouth on his head, Bai Fan slowly raised the mobile phone in his hand-

Click.

He gestured with scissor hands and took a group photo.

......

Bai Fan put the phone back in his pocket.

He looked sideways.

The smooth mirror surface was smashed and splintered everywhere, and the wooden handrail leading to the second floor was torn down by his bare hands.

And the initiator of all this, but step by step leisurely walked out of the house, without the intention of reflecting on his behavior of breaking into the house at night.

"System." Bai Fan shouted in his heart.

After a while, a cold message came.

'Ghost in the mirror, the shadow in the house is recovered, two primary and intermediate ghosts, and you get 3 skill points. ’

Immediately, a panel that was so simple that it could no longer be concise and flashed faint green unfolded in front of Bai Fan.

Looking at the wrong color of this panel, Bai Fan just shrugged his shoulders without changing his face, and then looked at the page.

Name: Bai Fan (Kitagawa Temple)

Body Composite Value: 30

Dead Air: 30/50.

Skills: Bajiquan (Intermediate Entry), Basic Death Qi (Beginner Taste), Jiu-Jitsu (Intermediate Entry), Hand-to-hand Combat (Advanced Perfection).

Traits: Your traits are destined to always attract weird, supernatural phenomena.

Skill Points Remaining: 3.

Remaining item: Talisman (4).

Bai Fan looked down.

And beneath this dark green data panel, there is a huge tree that winds out.

It's a skill tree with branches like a sea of smoke—

As long as it is something that has ever existed and formed in the impression of human beings, it can be seen in this winding skill tree.

Smelting, forging, sewing, building, masonry calcination...

Ancient Japanese swordsmanship, competitive kendo, Western stabbing sword...

Bajiquan, Wufowl Opera, Tai Chi...

At the very top, there are even magic, spiritual power, true element, higher creatures, source power, ghost energy, and other things that sound high.

But Bai Fan knew that those were things that could be seen and not eaten.

Not to mention where the proficiency will be raised after opening, just open the spiritual power, and the skill points of these skill items of the real yuan are a huge expense.

The death qi on Bai Fan's body was still the same as when he was nine deaths, and he barely opened it after taking on the task of a middle-level and high-level resentful spirit.

If it weren't for the resentful spirit at that time who happened to be in a weak period, Bai Fan estimated that he would have to be smashed by the other party all of a sudden.

"It's almost time to go back."

Bai Fan rubbed his hands and let out a cold breath, wrapped in a down jacket, and walked briskly towards his neon home.

Just like a standard starting point novel, Bai Fan is a time-traveler, half a month ago, he crossed over to this Japanese high school student named Kitagawa Temple, and he also re-experienced high school life, a young girl full of youth and vitality, and a colorful love comedy...... Originally, the plot was supposed to unfold like this-

But God obviously made a joke on Bai Fan. At the beginning of his crossing, he didn't actually have any memories of the predecessor of Beichuan Temple.

Fortunately, when Bai Fan crossed over, the school happened to be on winter vacation, and his predecessor happened to stay at home, and in the end, he didn't make a funny plot of asking others where his home was.

After the first few hours of confusion, Bai Fan, who was calm by a medical student and an adult, quickly confirmed his current situation, and deduced a lot of useful information through his mobile phone and student ID card at hand.

First of all, the predecessor is called Kitagawa Temple, and he is a student who studied at a private high school in Keihoku, and judging from the single-digit contacts on the predecessor's mobile phone, the predecessor is not the kind of person who is good at dancing with long sleeves and is good at communicating. But this is undoubtedly a good thing for Bai Fan. He doesn't have any memories of his predecessor. There are no acquaintances, so naturally there is no exposure.

Bai Fan... No, it should be Kitagawa Temple now. After Beichuan Temple sorted everything out pretty much, the second big thing followed.

System.

No one knows where it came from, and no one knows what it is.

As the Red Flag Thought of the Red Banner Temple, at first I thought it was just my own simple imagination.

After all, as a standard 21st century Celestial Empire college student, who hasn't read one or two online articles of 'my life is up to me'? It's normal for this to have psychological suggestion.

But when he woke up the next day, Kitagawa Temple found that he was wrong, and it was very wrong.

When he opened his eyes from the bed, Kitagawa Temple saw the iron-blue face hanging upside down from the ceiling. Ignoring it, he washed his face and brushed his teeth with the scarlet liquid coming out of the sink faucet.

While eating, there was still a murky saliva dripping into the curry rice in front of Kitagawa Temple—he ate it all with a blank face.

Up to this point, he was still calmly thinking that he had just crossed over, and that he was hallucinating from psychological suggestion.

But after Beichuan Temple used the spirit rune given by the system to dispose of the 'upside-down hanging girl' on the ceiling, his physique was significantly enhanced, and he also obtained 0.5 skill points, he vaguely began to feel that this world may be far more bizarre than he imagined.

Many people have said that there are some things that happen in reality that even novels dare not write like this.

But what Beichuan Temple is facing is really reality.

He stood at either end of the gate, and on one side was the known world, where there were no demons and monsters, only the rigorous laws of science such as physics and chemistry operated faithfully and consistently.

And the world on the other side of the gate is full of mysteries, strange and terrifying, which makes people shudder-

Kitagawa Temple pushed the door open.

He looked calmly at the slender girl standing at the door of his house with a timid face.

It was twelve o'clock in the evening.

The gate, the house, the sconces and the slender little girl with a face full of fear and love.

This is the first time that Kitagawa Temple has such an exciting way to play since it came to this world.

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