Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

"The thing that the old lady just put on the table, the moment she turned her head, it appeared on the bed!" The storyteller squinted and stroked his white beard.

The villagers below listened with fear on their faces, and the timid children were held in arms with tears in their eyes.

The storyteller lowered his voice and raised an eyebrow: "And that kerosene lamp, it was lit and went out the next second."

The old woman's voice trembled: "My house was like that yesterday too."

The storyteller nodded mysteriously: "That's right."

The old woman asked fearfully, "What did you mean?"

The storyteller chuckled: "That means a ghost has entered your house!"

Upon hearing this, the old woman cried out, "What are we going to do?"

The storyteller said slowly and deliberately, "For ten coins, I can guarantee the safety of your home."

Upon hearing this, the old woman immediately and calmly got up from the ground.

"Then let her stay at my house."

I have no money, but you can take my life.

Poverty is far more terrifying than ghosts, and besides, that ghost hasn't even caused any deaths yet.

The storyteller kept calling out from behind, "Five coins! Will five coins be alright?"

Watching the old woman's retreating figure, carrying her basket and not turning her head, the storyteller shook his head helplessly.

Trying to make money off these people is harder than climbing to heaven.

He continued, "This ghost can also eat the scent of food. Food that has been smelled by the ghost will become tasteless because the scent has been absorbed by it."

The onlookers whispered, "Why is this ghost so wicked?"

"We need to invite a Taoist priest to take a look; this can't go on like this."

The man picked up a peach from the table, took a bite, and frowned. "Why does this peach taste bland?"

He seemed to realize something, exchanged a glance with the person next to him, and both of their faces turned pale.

Ji Chaoxi looked at them, sat on the windowsill, and guiltily wiped her mouth.

There was no way she could resist; the peaches looked so delicious.

But she only smoked two, and those two just happened to be the ones who got them.

That's right, all the things the storyteller just mentioned were the result of her hard work.

Ji Chaoxi's identity in this world is that of a wandering ghost. Her only task is to frighten the villagers on a daily basis and then wait to be killed by the male protagonist, Xie Qingyan.

She has been wandering in this village for many years, but the Taoist priest who is supposed to kill her has not yet arrived.

Ji Chaoxi started wandering around Qingxi Village again when she suddenly saw a suspicious-looking man.

Ji Chaoxi knew him. He often stole silver from other people's homes, and he even went to steal from old ladies' homes, taking advantage of their mobility issues.

Even this ghost has to rid the people of this scourge once.

Ji Chaoxi floated to his side and blew on him. The man's expression immediately changed. He started to break out in a cold sweat and felt a chill running through his body.

"Who...who! Who's nearby?!" The man looked around in fear, his voice trembling.

Ji Chaoxi remained silent, only blowing air.

The man paused for a moment, looked around in confusion, and touched his hand.

"strangeness."

How did that eerie feeling disappear?

Ji Chaoxi was also dumbfounded. Why wasn't her blowing working? She continued to blow at the man.

But he walked briskly, showing no sign of being affected at all.

In the end, Ji Chaoxi blew so hard that her cheeks hurt, but the man still didn't react.

She tried to climb onto his back to scare him, but she couldn't get up no matter what she did; she would bounce back as soon as she got close.

Ji Chaoxi stared blankly at the man's back.

"What happened?"

Isn't she a ghost?

The cicada in the tree witnessed everything, and its lips twitched.

Doesn't this stupid girl know the Taoist priest is here? She's still blowing her own horn. She's going to die from that soon.

"Young master, may I ask how to get to the Zhao family's crabapple garden?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.

Ji Chaoxi turned her head and saw a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe looking in her direction.

Ji Chaoxi was startled by him.

The Taoist priest acted as if he hadn't seen her and walked right through her.

The man's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the Taoist priest: "Master, I know where the Ringo Garden is. I can take you there."

"But could you please come to my house first?" the man cried. "Taoist priest, the peach tree in my yard was full of fruit last year, but this year all the fruit is shriveled. It must be that female ghost combing her hair while riding on the peach tree in the middle of the night, dissipating all the spiritual energy."

Ji Chaoxi couldn't help but retort, "Female ghosts don't need to comb their hair! That's a rumor!"

She and the man looked at the Taoist priest, trying to get an explanation.

The Taoist priest showed no expression on his face. He nodded and said, "Young master, there's no need to panic. I'll go with you to take a look."

The man quickly wiped away his tears: "Taoist Master, please come with me."

Ji Chaoxi floated beside the Taoist priest and couldn't help but say, "Actually, you don't have to go. This person dug up the peach trees from the old lady's house in the west in the middle of the night. He's even worse than me, a ghost."

But the Taoist priest seemed completely unaware that there was a ghost beside him, and calmly followed behind the man.

Ji Chaoxi blocked the Taoist's path and waved at him: "Can you see me?"

The Taoist priest passed right through her. Ji Chaoxi stared blankly at his back before quickly floating up to him.

She whispered, "Aren't you Xie Qingyan? How come you can't even spot a kid like me?"

Ji Chaoxi blew on his hair, and his hair fluttered, but he still didn't react.

Ji Chaoxi tried to scare the man in front of her again, but she couldn't get close to him at all.

The cicada ghost in the tree kept observing them: "Why is that stupid ghost getting close to the Taoist priest? Was she a fool in her previous life?"

The mantis demon next to it shook its head. It had no interest in that stupid demon at all; it was only interested in the cicada demon beside it.

The praying mantis politely asked, "May I have a bite of you?"

The cicada ghost was terrified: "Are you crazy? You've become a ghost, why would you eat me?"

The mantis lowered its head dejectedly: "But I'm craving it."

When it was not yet a ghost, but a real praying mantis, it would eat a lot of cicadas every day, filling its belly to the brim.

And this cicada chirps in the tree every day, and he keeps drooling.

The cicada scurried away while it wasn't looking.

Some praying mantises, even after turning into ghosts, are still restless!

It ate it before it became a ghost, and now that it's become a ghost, it still won't let it go!

Finally arriving at the man's house, the man immediately led Xie Qingyan to his peach tree, which was indeed covered with only shriveled fruit.

"Master, please take a look at me," the man said quickly.

Xie Qingyan quietly picked a fruit, and Ji Chaoxi sucked on the fruit in his hand.

"Ptooey, ptooey, this tastes awful." Ji Chaoxi frowned and quickly ran away.

Xie Qingyan pondered for a moment: "Young master, could you please give me a pair of scissors?"

The man paused for a moment, then quickly went to get it.

Xie Qingyan took the shears and cut off the dead branches, withered leaves, and overgrown buds from the tree.

After Xie Qingyan finished pruning, she handed the scissors back to him: "Young master, please prune in this way from now on. At this time next year, the fruit trees will bear fruit as abundantly as in previous years."

Ji Chaoxi nodded in agreement: "Please be scientific, don't blame everything on a female ghost."

The man was stunned: "Taoist priest, didn't this mean the female ghost combed away her energy while combing her hair?"

Xie Qingyan shook his head: "It's a problem with the dead branches."

The man scratched the back of his head. Oh, I see. He had thought it was that female ghost haunting him.