Transmigrated to the 70s: The Drama Queen Female Supporting Character Wins with Metaphysics

Metaphysics master Song Ning transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the spoiled fake young lady with the same name. Immediately after transmigrating, she was cruelly schemed against by her in-law...

Chapter 412 Friends?

“It’s really weird!”

The third aunt spit out the wine from her mouth, looking as if she had seen a ghost.

Old Mr. Cao was playing with a bracelet and looking at Song Ning with a kind gaze. He hadn't spoken a word since he came in.

Third Aunt's brows were furrowed, her face ashen, especially when she saw Song Ning's cheeks slightly drunk and acting like a ghost over there, the disgust in her eyes seemed to be real.

Old Han looked at Mr. Cao, who seemed to be hesitant to speak. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the old woman following him suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Stop talking!"

Old Mrs. Han pointed towards Song Ning, then pointed at a few yellow talismans that had just fallen to the ground, and signaled Old Han to pick them up quickly.

Old Han was used to listening to his wife all his life, so before his brain could react, his body subconsciously did as he was told.

Almost as soon as he picked up the yellow talismans on the ground, Song Ning's dazzling magic spell ended.

I don’t know when the dark clouds quietly covered the sun and the sky suddenly became dark.

The wind blew silently from somewhere, and the light rain gently patted the cheeks of the people in the yard.

“It’s raining…”

Someone not far away said that it was going to rain. The sound seemed like some kind of signal. A strong wind suddenly blew and heavy rain fell.

“It’s cool…”

Song Ning opened her arms happily and spun around in the heavy rain.

"How come the rain starts falling so suddenly..."

Third Aunt and Third Aunt hurriedly helped Old Man Cao walk to the corridor, while Third Aunt's husband muttered something weird...

It was a sunny day just now, but the key point is that there is no sign of rain coming.

The rain was falling heavily and fast. The corridor was only seven or eight meters away from them, but after just a few steps, their clothes were soaked.

Old Han also pulled his wife and hurriedly looked for a place to shelter from the rain. Only Cao Hongyuan was still sitting under the big tree in the middle of the yard without moving.

He was observing Song Ning, and at this moment Song Ning was acting strangely...

"Why did the rain stop again..."

As soon as they stepped into the corridor, the rain stopped immediately as if against them.

Now not only did Third Aunt mutter something weird, but her expression also changed.

Although the rain stopped, the dark clouds did not disperse and the sky was still dark.

The yard on Mr. Han's side is not small. There is a huge sycamore tree against the wall, with lush branches and leaves.

At this moment, in this dim sky, something suddenly seemed to appear in the hazy mist...

"Ayuan..."

The pretty face of the third aunt was instantly filled with a look of fear. She covered her mouth with all her might as if she was afraid that her voice would wake up some kind of existence.

"What is that..."

The third aunt's eyes narrowed quickly and she walked over with big strides.

Cao Hongyuan looked indifferently at the bewildered man in a long gown who suddenly appeared beside him.

"What the hell is this?"

The third aunt was born into a military family and was not afraid of these monsters at all. She strode to Cao Hongyuan's side and squinted her eyes to look at the strange figure that suddenly appeared in front of her.

"ghost!"

Cao Hongyuan narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and his gaze shifted to Song Ning who was walking towards him with a cheerful step.

"She did it!"

"What?"

The third aunt stared with confused eyes, her gaze shifting back and forth between Song Ning and the man who looked like a ghost.

My nephew said that if I explained these two sentences separately, he could understand them, but when they were put together, it was really intriguing...

"You mean...she recruited this person?"

Sangu felt that her worldview had been refreshed again today.

Let’s not talk about whether ghosts really exist in this world. The key point is that this ghost was summoned by a young girl...

Are even little girls so powerful now?

"What is this?"

As the figure of the strange male ghost became more and more solid, his sanity seemed to be slowly returning.

His eyes, blank at first, gradually became filled with confusion. As he spoke, his gaze slowly moved around the yard.

This yard seems to be his yard, but it also seems not to be his yard...

"This is a gourmet house. I can make whatever you want to eat..."

Song Ning came over happily, shaking her hands and dripping with moisture, and answered the questions of the male ghost in the long gown casually.

"Aren't you uncomfortable hanging on the tree?"

"Hanging on a tree?"

The male ghost in the long gown looked blankly at the lush tree above his head.

"Yes... I'm dead! Hanged..."

"Hanging yourself will make you ugly. No wonder you are so ugly..."

Song Ning said seriously to the male ghost in the long gown, if she hadn't burped a big burp.

"You're drunk."

Cao Hongyuan said that 㱕 is a declarative sentence, "I'll take you back to rest..."

"You're the drunk one! Besides, who needs a break? My friends are almost here, it would be rude of me to leave now!"

Song Ning frowned at Cao Hongyuan, turned her head away, and ignored him.

"Wait... you said my friends... aren't all of them like this?"

Aunt San always had a frightened feeling, and felt that something big was going to happen tomorrow...

"yes!"

Song Ning smiled and nodded vigorously, pointing with her right hand, "Yes... they are all here..."

The third aunt's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the child with a dull expression as she straightened her head while walking...

“It happened…”

The third aunt muttered as she looked at the ghosts gathering in the yard.

Cao Hongyuan's expression was also somewhat serious. He quickly grabbed Song Ning's wrist and said, "Tell them to take it back from where they came from!"

"I won't!"

Song Ning twisted her wrist and broke free from Cao Hongyuan's restraints.

Cao Hongyuan lowered his head and frowned, looking at his right hand with a confused look.

"Ah...don't come over here...Liu Dafu...come here quickly! Ah..."

The third aunt's scream suddenly hit her. She didn't care about the situation here, and dodged left and right to rush back to her wife.

He was born in the army and had a bad aura about him. He also had the red light that protected him as a public servant, so those little ghosts couldn't get close to him.

Liu Dafu obviously noticed this situation, so he dragged a chair and sat in front of his wife and father-in-law, forming a fairly safe haven.

If Liu Dafu's side is a small vacuum zone, then Han Lao's side is a large vacuum zone.

With Song Ning's talisman protecting him, Old Han was the safest person in the courtyard besides Song Ning.

He obviously noticed it himself, so he carefully walked to Mr. Cao holding the yellow talisman.

As he walked, the yard was crowded with ghosts and monsters, and they all made way for him in an instant.

Old Han's hands were shaking as he held the yellow talisman. Suddenly, a child beside him dropped his head...

The old woman glared at the little kid and protected Mr. Han as he completed this short yet long journey.

"Where did you get this thing? It's quite useful..."

The third aunt put a yellow talisman in her pocket without hesitation, and Mr. Cao shamelessly took one as well.

The third aunt gritted her teeth and quickly drew a card without any hesitation.

There were only five yellow talismans in Old Han's hand, and three of them were gone at once. Old Han's heart was bleeding.

He quickly put away one of the yellow talismans, and continued to hold the remaining one in his hand, standing with the third aunt.