[Quick Transmigration] The Clingy Spirit of the Blackened Male Supporting Character - Chapter 67

Luo Ning rewarded Flower Pig with a piece of ham as they walked into the factory.

In the dim light, they turned a corner and found a room lit up.

As soon as they opened the door, the people inside trembled and looked over with alarm.

The room was messy and filled with a sweaty smell. There were men and women and a child—about ten in total, all thin and in tattered clothes.

Luo Ning approached Mu Chengfeng, feeling uneasy under the gaze of so many bulging eyes.

Mu Chengfeng surveyed the scene. These must be the people who had been captured and locked up.

The men and women across from him were also surprised. Their previously numb expressions changed, their eyes widening and their hands trembling. Those beasts had always been powerful, and they couldn’t escape. Aside from going out to find food, they were like animals, imprisoned here and living in a daze. They had lost all hope, but now strangers had entered. What happened to those beasts?

“Who are you?” someone asked cautiously, but with a hint of expectation. The beasts had gone out to find a new target, and now these three were unharmed. Did that mean the beasts had failed?

Even those who had been squatting motionless in the corner stood up, cautious yet excited, their eyes looking somewhat frantic.

Mu Chengfeng guessed their thoughts and said calmly, “Those men and the two geese are all dead.”

After receiving confirmation, the people on the other side cried and laughed, showing signs of breaking down. Especially the women, their bodies trembling like chaff, their eyes filled with hatred mixed with joy. Unlike the men, they had suffered more bullying. It was good that they died. They should have died long ago.

Luo Ning felt a bit helpless, his eyes showing sympathy. Just imagining what these people had gone through was enough. Seeing this scene felt a bit depressing. He tugged at Mu Chengfeng’s hand. Mu Chengfeng said no more and took Luo Ning in his arms to find another empty room.

Luo Ning couldn’t sleep. The days of hiding like this were too hard.

Mu Chengfeng looked into his bright eyes. His little lover was so obedient and gentle, with soft hair and a tender face, quietly nestled in his arms. His heart melted as he wanted to envelop the little lover completely.

He leaned in to sniff the delicate neck, planting kisses like raindrops. He asked softly, “Not sleepy?”

Luo Ning gently nodded, tilting his little face up and rubbing his eyes. “I’ve slept enough in the car.”

Mu Chengfeng smiled, patting his back, and said soothingly, “Then let me lull my baby to sleep.”

His voice was gentle and magnetic. The black mist in his hand was ethereal. Under the dim light, it sometimes shaped into clouds, then into flowers, shifting forms.

Luo Ning found it interesting. He leaned against Mu Chengfeng’s chest and watched obediently, his eyes following the mist.

As he became absorbed in watching, the mist transformed into an enormous round lollipop, the kind with spiral patterns, gradually rippling like water. Luo Ning’s eyes followed the circles spinning, and he suddenly felt dizzy, his eyelids growing heavy and slowly closing.

Comfortably holding onto Mu Chengfeng, he successfully fell asleep.

Mu Chengfeng’s eyes softened, and he smiled contentedly.

This pleasant mood lasted until the next morning when that stupid dog, as usual, began scratching at the door outside, disturbing their sweet dreams and barking loudly.

After soothing the person in his arms for a while, Mu Chengfeng, with a dark expression, went to open the door and grabbed the dog by the neck. This stupid dog drove him crazy. It never listened no matter how many times it was taught, instead continuing to bark arrogantly.

No matter how ugly its mouth was, it wouldn’t stop. Mu Chengfeng had no choice but to suppress the urge to smack it to death. Instead, he grabbed the dog’s ear and stuffed a sausage into its mouth.