Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

Dragon Ball Peach leaned against the railing and yawned.

Zian Yan stood in the shade, smiling as she watched the balloon clown pass by.

Hayasaka Ai, on the other hand, seemed quite at ease, wearing sunglasses with her earphone cord dangling from her collar, humming a song.

"Oh."

Zhang Yang greeted him.

All six people turned around at the same time.

Chika was the first to rush over.

"Zhang Yangjun! You've finally arrived!"

She was already holding a cup of strawberry ice cream in her hand, with a little cream on the corner of her mouth, and her smile was brighter than the balloons above her head.

"Wait for a long time?"

"No, not really—" Chika drawled, "It's just that Kaguya and Maki almost had a duel just now, but luckily I stopped them."

"I didn't stop them."

Maki's voice broke in from the side, her tone indifferent: "I have no reason to duel with her."

Kaguya didn't look up, continuing to look at her phone: "Indeed."

The two reacted as if they had rehearsed it.

Chika blinked and smiled, "Look, we're in great sync now."

Zhenfei's expression stiffened slightly.

Kaguya's fingers, which were turning the page, paused for a moment.

Zhang Yang smiled but didn't reply.

He saw Hayasaka Ai standing on the far side, her sunglasses covering half her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Their eyes met briefly through their sunglasses.

Hayasaka Ai nodded slightly.

This was the signal they had agreed upon—not to reveal their identities.

Today, she is Hayasaka Ai, a glamorous student in Class C of the first year at Shuchiin Academy, not a professional attendant of the Shinomiya family.

Zhang Yang looked away and clapped his hands: "Everyone's here, let's go."

Haunted house.

The iron gate was covered in rust, and most of the paint on the sign had peeled off, making it barely possible to make out the words "XXX Horror".

The black curtains at the entrance fluttered gently in the wind, as if something was breathing inside.

Chika's voice dropped an octave lower than before: "It looks... terrifying."

"Scared?" Dragon Ball Peach leaned against the wall next to her.

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Kaguya covered her cheek and said softly, "This building was originally a haunted house project under the Shinomiya Group, but it was closed a month ago due to a safety incident."

"What accident?" Zhang Yang asked.

Kaguya lowered her hand, then immediately covered it again.

“A staff member went missing during a night patrol. When he was found the next day, he was lying at the end of the third-floor corridor, and his expression... was as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have seen. Since then, people have been reporting hearing crying at night.”

Her voice grew softer and softer.

"The group invited monks to perform rituals, but they had no effect, so they eventually shut it down completely."

Chika swallowed hard: "So... there really are ghosts?"

“At first I didn’t believe it, I thought it was probably just hype or something.” Kaguya’s voice was muffled in her palm, “But after you appeared, I’m not so sure anymore.”

Dragon Ball Peach put his hands in his pockets and said in a somewhat stiff tone, "My men have also mentioned this."

"Your subordinates?" Qianhua turned her head.

“…A junior member of the Dragon Ball group.” Dragon Ball Momo said this with a somewhat uneasy expression, “A week ago, a new guy who didn’t believe in superstitions broke in at night. After he came out, he had a high fever and kept talking nonsense.”

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, then added somewhat angrily, "Why did I say all this—!"

But her eyes betrayed her.

She was genuinely a little uneasy.

Qianhua's body had unknowingly moved closer to Zhang Yang.

“Zhang Yangjun…”

"Ok?"

"Um...you'll protect us...right?"

Her voice lacked its usual energy and was filled with a hint of caution.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Of course."

Zian Yan also moved half a step over here without saying a word, but her position had changed from "next to Qian Hua" to "between Qian Hua and Zhang Yang".

Shijo Maki stood on the outermost side, arms crossed over her chest, her expression deliberately conveying "What's there to be afraid of?"

But Zhang Yang noticed her calves.

She was shivering slightly.

"Fourth Brother."

"Hmm?" Maki's voice was a little tense.

"You can move a little closer. I don't bite."

Consort Zhen's face flushed red, then paled.

"I...I'm not afraid."

That's what she said.

But she did not back down.

Hayasaka Ai stood at the back of the line, her sunglasses off, revealing her blue eyes. Her expression was the calmest among everyone.

But her fingers gripping the phone were a little too tightly.

Qianhua couldn't help but speak again: "Zhang Yangjun, do ghosts really exist in this world? What's the deal with all those gods and Buddhas you talked about today?"

"I told you, I have defeated God."

"Not that kind of thing... it's like, you said today that you were a great hero in the Ming Dynasty and that you defeated gods or something... is that true or false?"

"real."

Chika opened her mouth: "But this is too..."

“I defeated a true god whose power is the authority to control fire.”

"I once lived in a martial arts world where the sect leader was the Crimson Kite Immortal who had lived for 50,000 years."

"I also went to the 19th century, fell into a dark cave in London, and arrived at the evergreen land of Celtic legend."

He spoke very seriously, as if he were reciting a text.

Chika blinked: "Fifty thousand years?"

"Ah."

"Human history is only a few years long..."

"It's normal for immortals to live longer."

Princess Zhenfei couldn't help but interject, "Then how did you get to the 19th century? You can travel through time?"

"The technology in that world is quite different from here."

"...This explanation is far too perfunctory."

Zi'an Yan said softly, "Zhang Yangjun, what you've said...is it all true?"

"It's all true." Ling

The women fell silent.

If an ordinary person said these things, they would just think he was making up a story.

After a moment of silence, Qianhua made the first decision, tugging at Zhang Yang's sleeve.

"Forget it! Who cares if it's true or not! As long as you're here now, that's enough!"

Dragon Ball Peach smiled and said, "You're quite optimistic."

"Because thinking too much makes you stupid!" (Liquor)

"You're including us all in your statement." (Angry)

"Ah—that's not what I meant—"

Maki took a deep breath, suppressing her fear: "So, with you here, there's nothing to be afraid of in the haunted house?"

"do not be afraid."

"you sure?"

Zhang Yang thought for a moment and said seriously, "All fear stems from insufficient firepower."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Maki paused for a moment, wanting to refute something, but then felt that the logic was very solid: "If you put it that way... it seems that there is indeed nothing to be afraid of."

Chika laughed: "What Zhang Yang-jun said is so strange, but after listening to it, I don't seem scared anymore!"

Zian Yan relaxed a little and let out a soft breath: "Insufficient firepower... that's an interesting analogy."

Dragon Ball Peach clicked her tongue, but did not refute.

Kaguya lowered her hand from half her face, glanced at Zhang Yang, her gaze showing a mixture of confusion and relief.

Hayasaka Ai put away her phone and exhaled, "Let's go... the sooner we go in, the sooner we'll come out."

Chapter Ninety-Three: What does it mean when ghosts start playing by the rules?

It was very dark inside the haunted house.

It was so dark that it didn't look like an abandoned building at all. There was no light coming in through the skylight, no shadows coming in through the cracks in the door, and even the iron gate they had just entered through seemed to have been swallowed up by something after it closed behind them, and its outline could no longer be seen.

Qianhua gripped Zhang Yang's clothes tightly.

“Zhang Yangjun…”

"Ok?"

"I'm starting to... regret it."

Zhang Yang didn't turn around, but simply reached out and patted the back of her hand that was gripping his clothes.

"If you're afraid, hurry up and take action."

"it is good."

Dragon Ball Peach walked in the middle of the group, his hands in his pockets, his steps were quite steady.

But her eyes kept scanning left and right, as if checking to see if anything was moving in the shadows on either side of the corridor.

Zian Yan followed Qianhua, her hands clasped in front of her chest, breathing softly, carefully controlling her presence, afraid of disturbing something she shouldn't.

Kaguya walked to the position closest to the wall, one hand covering her cheek, looking unlike her usual aloof and elegant young lady.

Hayasaka Ai walked at the back of the group, her expression relatively calm, but her hand was always in her pocket, which contained a pistol.

Zhenfei walked to Zhang Yang's right, arms crossed in front of her chest, chin slightly raised, striking a very confident pose.

"The only thing about this kind of place is that the atmosphere is a bit scary."