Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

Zi An Yan quickly stepped forward to support her: "It's alright, it's alright."

The female driver glanced at the hood with the handprint on it, then at Zhang Yang. Her lips trembled, and she managed to utter only, "Thank you..."

Police and ambulances arrived fifteen minutes later.

The sound of sirens grew louder as they approached, and red and blue lights swirled in the twilight.

The Dragon Ball team also arrived.

Two black sedans stopped at the street corner. Several burly men in suits got out of the cars, and the leader quickly walked up to Longzhu Tao and bowed to report.

Zhang Yang also stepped forward to explain the situation to Long Zhutao's parents.

"That thing just now..." Dragon Ball Peach was also stunned after hearing this, "It was aimed at me."

“The portrait is pasted on its windshield.” Zhang Yang turned his head. “There’s also a dead underling inside, just marked with a red cross.”

Dragon Ball Momo was silent for a moment: "What do I do now?"

"Move in with me."

"what?"

“You saw it, it can use the rules to kill people, and it can turn the people it hits into ghosts. It can control vehicles.” Zhang Yang counted on his fingers, “No matter how many people there are in the Dragon Ball Group, they can’t stop this kind of thing, especially since you’re already being targeted.”

Zian Yan gently held Longzhu Tao's hand: "Taozi, move in with us."

Dragon Ball Peach remained silent for a long time.

"...Alright then."

An hour later.

The three stood in front of the glass doors of the apartment building.

Zhang Yang pushed open the revolving door, Zi An Yan followed behind, and Long Zhu Tao brought up the rear. (Cang)

The elevator doors opened, and the three of them stepped inside. (Ling)

The door is about to close.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the corridor: "Ah, Zhang Yang."

Nagasaki Motoyo carried a bass box, seemingly having just returned from practice. Her long brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her white jacket stood out starkly in the night.

Seeing Zian Yan behind Zhang Yang, and then seeing a girl wearing a white beret next to him.

Her smile froze for less than half a second before returning to normal: "Good evening."

"Good evening," Zhang Yang replied.

Nagasaki Momo's gaze lingered on Dragon Ball Momo's face for a moment: "Another friend came to visit?"

Dragon Ball Peach noticed the subtle meaning in her gaze and frowned slightly.

Zian Yan quickly explained, "Something came up, and I need to stay with Ayang for a while."

Nagasaki Motoyo smiled and nodded: "It's good to have more people and it's more lively."

After speaking, he gave a slight bow and walked quickly toward the elevator.

As she reached the elevator, she heard Longzhu Tao's hushed voice behind her: "Who's this?"

“The neighbor upstairs is named Nagasaki, and he’s a student at Tsukinomori,” Zhang Yang replied.

"The way she looked at me just now was a bit off."

"……"Bundle

Is that correct?

Every time he bumps into someone, he sees another beautiful girl beside him, and his image in Su Shi's mind has become that of a playboy.

However, there's no problem; he's always openly and honestly maintained a harem.

Motoyo Nagasaki stepped into another elevator and pressed the close button.

She let out a soft breath before the elevator doors closed.

They changed it again.

Yesterday she had pink hair, today she has blue hair.

What about tomorrow?

Playboy, keep your distance, definitely keep your distance.

into the night.

Three quilts were spread out on the bedroom floor.

Hayasaka Ai sat cross-legged on the middle quilt, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, her gaze sweeping over Dragon Ball Momo's face: "So, another one has arrived."

"The young lady of the Dragon Ball group." Zhang Yang lay down on the left side of the blanket. "She also fell victim to it. I suspect that the anomalies may have inherited the rules of spirits. If someone encounters an anomaly and doesn't die, they will encounter more strange tales later."

As she spoke, she recounted everything she had learned from Granny Sanzhi.

"Alright." Hayasaka Ai took a sip of tea. "The room is big enough, the floor is wide enough, and there's room for a few more people to sleep."

Dragon Ball Peach sat on the right side of the blanket, hugging her knees with both hands, her expression somewhat tense.

into the night.

The lights went out.

Moonlight streamed in.

There was a moment of silence.

Dragon Ball Peach suddenly spoke up: "Hey, Zhang Yang, stay away from Yanzi."

“I’m already far enough away from her, with you and Hayasaka in between.”

I'm talking about emotional distance.

"Then you should ask her yourself how far apart we are emotionally. If possible, I hope it's 27 centimeters."

"Why this number?"

"Hehe, you want to know."

"No, stop talking, I suddenly don't want to know anymore."

It was quiet for a while.

Rustling.

Zhang Yang rolled over and moved slightly towards Hayasaka Ai.

Hayasaka Ai also rolled over in tacit agreement.

The distance between the two people is getting shorter.

Dragon Ball Momo sat up alertly: "Hey, what are you doing?"

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Why sleep so close together?

"warm."

Dragon Ball Peach narrowed his eyes: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

She stood up, walked between the two of them, pushed Zhang Yang to the left and Hayasaka Ai to the right, and then plopped down in the middle herself: "I'll sleep in the middle tonight."

Hayasaka Ai: "..."

Zhang Yang: "..."

Zi'an Yan couldn't help but chuckle: "Peach..."

"What are you laughing at?" Dragon Ball Peach said without changing his expression. "You two adulterers, you want to do that kind of thing in front of me? Dream on."

After saying that, he covered himself with the blanket, closed his eyes, and gave the impression that no one could disturb him.

Hayasaka Ai glanced at Zhang Yang and shrugged.

Zhang Yang sighed, turned over, and faced the ceiling.

Forget it.

Just go to sleep tonight.

Chapter 109 Encountering Someone Jumping Off a Building Early in the Morning

The next morning.

Zhang Yang leaned back on the sofa, holding a can of coffee in his hand, showing no intention of going to school.

Zian Yan came down the stairs, dressed neatly in her school uniform, her hair tied in a tight bun. She was taken aback when she saw Zhang Yang still wearing his pajamas.

"Ah Yang, don't you have class today?"

"Don't go."

"why?"

“It’s no use going.” Zhang Yang pulled the tab on his coffee. “I don’t need to go to university.”

Zi'an Yan walked to the sofa: "Yesterday you said you wanted me to go to school as bait to lure out the Blood Letter. Why have you changed your mind today?"

“Because I didn’t know yesterday that there used to be ghosts in this world.” Zhang Yang took a sip of coffee. “My yang energy is so strong that I can evaporate all the spirits in Tokyo just by walking down the street. These ghost stories are related to spirits, and the spirits used to be intelligent.”

Dragon Ball Peach came down from the second floor, her white beret already on, carrying her schoolbag: "What should we do? We can't stay with you forever."

Zhang Yang held up a finger. "Wait. The target of the Blood Letter Tales is Senior Sister. As long as Senior Sister is safe, will the Tales get stuck and unable to kill others? If we interrupt its killing rules, its operation will malfunction."

Zian Yan was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "No."

"why?"

“Because there are other victims.” Zian Yan’s voice was soft, but her tone was firm. “I’m not the only one who’s been haunted by ghost stories. There are other targets on the anonymous board. If we drag this out, they will die.”

Dragon Ball Momo frowned: "But I can't let you go and die."

Zi'an Yan took a deep breath and turned to Zhang Yang: "Yang, what method did you use to save Si Tiao last time?"

Zhang Yang was slightly taken aback.

Dragon Ball Peach spat out, "Swallow, don't ask such embarrassing questions. This is top secret, how could I possibly reveal it..."

"Sure."

"What?" Dragon Ball Peach exclaimed, "No, are you playing house? How can you say something like that?"

Zhang Yang glanced at her sideways: "If you don't want to know, just don't listen. Just turn left when you go out."

Dragon Ball Momo: "..."

The gangster's daughter sat down on the sofa, pretending to listen attentively.

How could I not be curious?

Zhang Yang then explained the mechanisms of "a thousand-mile marriage is tied by a single thread" and "holding hands," and how their combination could bring someone back from the dead.

Simply put, it's short-term time travel, involving slight interference with time.

“In that case, I have a plan.” Zi Yan’s voice trembled slightly, but remained steady. “I will die once.”

Dragon Ball Peach's eyes widened: "Are you crazy?"

“I’m not crazy.” Zian Yan clenched her fingers. “As long as I’m alone and A Yang isn’t by my side, the Blood Letter Tales will definitely appear. Once it kills me, A Yang will be able to catch it, and then A Yang will use ‘Holding Hands’ to revive me, and everything will be over.”

Zhang Yang put down the coffee can and looked at her face: "No."

Why not?

"Because it was too cruel to me."

Zian Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked up into Zhang Yang's eyes, reached out and pressed her hand against his cheek, her fingertips gently touching his cheekbone: "Ayang, I know you're worried about me. But I don't want to watch someone else die for me."

Zhang Yang grabbed her wrist and didn't let go: "I know you're soft-hearted, but there's no room for negotiation on this matter."

Dragon Ball Peach stood to the side, opened her mouth as if to say something, but felt she couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Just then, the sound of a door opening came from upstairs.

Hayasaka Ai, wearing a loose T-shirt, walked down the stairs, holding her phone in her hand, her expression somewhat subtle: "Excuse me, you guys stop arguing for now, there's new information."