I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The doll's hair was only exposed for a moment, and Xu Mei suddenly widened her eyes at a glance. Before she could confirm it carefully, it had disappeared without a trace.

Plus that phone...

Xu Mei quickly left the door of Xiao Li's room, she had a bold idea.

She didn't think about Xiao Li's ability to fight ghosts. Where would ordinary people deal with ghosts?Moreover, Xiao Li looks like a young man. He goes to school every day and lives in Xiao’s house. He has never seen any moths. A ghost defender like Mr. Ye can’t get along without a path. What Xu Mei thinks is , Mr. Ye left the ghost next to Xiao Li, not to kill him all at once, but to make him frightened in the endless fear.

When she thought about it this way, the haze that had been caused by Mr. Ye's disappearance had dispersed.

Xu Mei put a soft voice, called the servant to bring a bowl of sweet soup, and grabbed Xiao Ming's ear to teach her little son to never get close to Xiao Li.

The elegant lady's back figure quickly disappeared under the stairs in the hall. Behind a rose in the vase, the doll showed an eye and stared at her blankly.

Xu Mei had a good idea, but soon she discovered that the facts were not as she wanted.

When the master of the Xiao family was not coming back, she lived alone in the master bedroom.

The bed is made of soft and smooth silk, and the whole room is sprayed with the fragrance that Xu Mei likes. She has always liked flowers and plants and put a pot of rare orchids on the bed.

She turned off the lamp, closed her eyes, and was about to fall asleep.

Xu Mei usually sleeps well, but today I don’t know why, she always feels like ups and downs. She lay straight on the bed for about ten minutes before opening her eyes again.

It's good for her not to open it, but when she does it, she sees a shadow sitting at the end of her bed!

Because of closing her eyes for a long time, Xu Mei was able to faintly see things in the dark. The thing seemed to be a doll, dressed very fat, and could not see the facial features clearly.

"What the hell is this!" Xu Mei's chest was violently up and down, she got up from the bed and reached for the lamp beside her.

But the doll moved. In Xu Mei’s horrified look, it grew from an early age and turned into a life-size ghost. Wearing a blood-stained school uniform, standing next to the orchid beside the bed, buried her head. Go in.

Now it was very close to Xu Mei, and the bloody smell spread. Xu Mei's scream was trapped in her throat, and she crawled in the other direction with trembling hands and feet.

The figure didn't care about her, it just stood on the spot, raised its head when Xu Mei ran outside the door, glanced at the door, and left the house.

Xu Mei had never experienced such a thing before, seeing that the ghost disappeared, she stumbled open the door, and exclaimed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Someone! There are ghosts!"

——

Inside the room at the other end, Xiao Li was lying lazily on a chair, with a piece of cake in his mouth, and playing games with his mobile phone.

Since Zhou Ying got into the phone, there was a program called Kaixin Xiaoxiaole that had been running in his background.

The child is still a child after all.

Xiao Li thought with emotion after manipulating his own character and killing his opponent and getting a double kill.

He has already dried Xiaohuang's book for a day, and he has also played a day of games. Xiao Li is different from Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming is very busy every day. Not only on weekdays, but even on weekends, Xu Mei uses various training courses for him. It was full, and Xiao Li didn't even care about not going to class, so Xiao Li was happy.

He was playing a game, and there was a big movement outside the door, and the sound was like the call from the master bedroom.

Xiao Li didn't lift his head. He didn't have any feelings or curiosity about this place at all. What's more, it was Xu Mei who made the sound-Xiao Li still hasn't forgotten that weird taxi. The reason why he is not here now is because someone wants to kill. It was also because I was 80% sure that I could guess that the messenger behind the scenes was Xu Mei.

He held grudges to a certain extent, and he couldn't be as quick and neat about Xu Mei as he did to the attacker, so he had to take his time.

A gust of wind blew, the curtains fluttered with the night wind, and the doll obediently returned to the window.

After an operation, Xiao Li looked down at the settlement interface on the phone, mvp gave him again, and Shen Mirage sent a message in the private chat box: "Come again?"

Xiao Li: "Not coming."

Shen Mirage: "Okay. When will you go back to school?"

Xiao Li: "Not necessarily, it depends on the mood."

Shen Mirage responded and went offline.

Xiao Li put down his mobile phone and glanced at the little yellow book-the little book suppressed under his schoolbag looked very thin. It had been shaken for a long time, but it did not attract Xiao Li's attention. Now it has calmed down.

He walked over and lifted the schoolbag down, suddenly a piece of paper floated down from mid-air, which happened to float into the palm of the young man's hand.

To be precise, it was not a piece of paper, but a formal invitation letter. On the back, there was a family emblem that Xiao Li didn’t recognize, like a sword, surrounded by rose-like flowers, and the front Then write with a smooth pen:

[Dear detective, we are getting closer and closer to the agreed date, lest you forget, I hereby remind you, please come to Tartaros Manor at 6 o'clock in the evening of that day, and look forward to your drive.

The signature is a string of fluent English names.

Tartalos Manor... this name is not very good.

Xiao Li's thoughts just jumped out. The next second, Xiao Li's world was spinning, and the scenery in front of him gradually changed——

It started as a tree-lined trail, surrounded by towering trees, covering the sky and the sun and the light above the head.Further ahead, at the end of the trail is a strait. There is a suspension rope floating around as a wooden bridge, connecting the other end of the strait. On the cliff at that end, a magnificent castle stands.

The waves under the cliff kept beating against the cliff, making the sound of splashes.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the old castle. The fence around it is surrounded by thorny thorns. The surface of the old castle is covered with traces of time, which looks ancient and mysterious.

At the gate of the fence, there are two stone sculptures squatting. They are two benevolent angels with white wings, smiles on their faces and half of their teeth showing.

The Tartaros Manor is an ancient manor belonging to the Nordic nobles. After years of baptism, I don't know how many unknown truths have been buried.Guests who have received the invitation letter, come to this secret appointment. Perhaps your wish can be fulfilled here, or your soul will be harvested here. All of this is under your choice.

When Xiao Li opened his eyes again, he was already standing at the door of this manor. The sea breeze behind him made him almost unsteady.

There are several people like him around, and the number is far less than that of the orphanage. They are looking at the building and other people in front of each other.

This time the dungeon world was so short apart.

The invitation letter was still in Xiao Li's palm, and the little yellow book was floating in the air in front of the young man, and the large sheet of paper on it showed:

[Remaining safety time: three minutes.

[This mission: 1. Survive in Tartaros Manor for seven days; 2. Decipher the truth here. You can choose to complete the above missions. After completion, they will be randomly teleported back to the real world.

[Hidden tasks: 1. Don't ignore me; 2. Don't leave me in the cold; 3. Give me a kiss, all the above tasks must be completed.

Xiao Li put away his little yellow book, flipped through the invitation letter and looked at it for two seconds, and paused for two seconds on the words "Mr. Detective" on it-he is not a detective in reality, which means In this copy... Is he playing a detective?This fits the pseudonym he used.

This time there were not many reincarnations, so the remaining few people spontaneously moved closer, each of them looking thoughtful, not looking like newcomers.

A young brown-haired man took the lead in picking up his invitation letter and smiled bitterly at everyone: "Tartaros Manor, this is not a good name, I think we've won the prize."

"What do you mean?" another woman asked, pulling the hair in front of her eyes.

"Tartaros means'hell' in Greek mythology." The brown-haired young man looked like a gentle elder brother. "A place named after this vocabulary, where there are ghosts, will be quite scary."

"I haven't entered yet, so scare myself?" Since here, the uncle who has been hugging his chest with his hands disdainfully said, "I don't believe it anymore, I will be planted here if I even survived a hundred copies?"

The young man put away his invitation letter: "I'm just worried, I hope this is not the case. The number of people here is small, and I am afraid it is a team copy. Do you want to know each other? My name is Ye Lingshi."

"Ye Lingshi, the order of the command, the visual vision?!" A young man who had never spoken was surprised. He had obviously heard this person's reputation, and the tone of his speech was a bit cheerful, "Forum The one that ranked 98 among the last Samsaras?!"

Ye Lingshi laughed and said modestly: "I am indeed this name, this ranking...and we don't need to pay much attention to it. We are just reincarnations. Once we encounter high-level ghosts, sometimes we can only rely on luck to survive. "

Thighs!

"My name is Wu Fill, please take care of me." The boy's eyes lit up suddenly, and the other people looked at the harmless young man with admiration.

Xiao Li only saw the forum ranking last night. I didn't expect to meet someone with a name on it so soon.Although it is only 98th, it is still on the list.

Next, they exchanged names, and it was almost as soon as the last person's introduction voice fell, the safety time came.

An old man with silver hair was standing on the edge of the railing, and his hair was combed back meticulously with all the oil. He appeared silently, without any movement at all.

"Dear guests, good evening." The old man leaned slightly and moved slowly, but he did not have the stiffness of ordinary ghosts. "I am Ronnie the housekeeper here. Please follow me."

When he spoke, he opened the iron gate of the manor. There were rust stains on the iron gate, making a discomforting rubbing sound.

Ronnie led them into the castle. After entering through the iron gate, the air here exudes an ancient smell, which is a combination of grass and rust.

They stopped in the lobby on the first floor, and Ronnie the housekeeper respectfully pointed upstairs: "Dear guests, the clothes have been prepared for you. Please go to the room to change clothes and come down for dinner."

The old butler led everyone through their room. Every time a person came to his room, one person was allowed to enter. He thought that the room was divided. In the end, Xiao Li was divided into the middle of the third floor. He opened the door and went in. Saw the suit on the bed.

Xiao Li turned his head and closed the door and walked over. The room was covered with a dark red velvet carpet. It was very soft when he stepped on it. He took out a small yellow notebook, thought for a while and stuffed it under his clothes before taking off the clothes.

The boy’s back was exposed inch by inch with the clothes falling off, like a smooth beautiful jade, and soon another set of completely different clothes was covered on this precious treasure, blocking all its brilliance.

It was a Western-style shirt, waistcoat and cloak. The black waistcoat outlined the thin figure of a teenager. With a hat, Xiao Li felt like the famous detective in cos.

As soon as he got dressed, Xiao Huang was here: [Why are you angry?

[Because I said I wanted to kiss you?

[This is a normal thing. I like you, so I don’t need to be angry about it if I want to get close to you.

It showed so much all at once, and the conversation turned around in the middle, trying to bring up a new topic: [This dress is very beautiful and it matches you.

[Of course, you look great in everything you wear, but you look best without it.

Seeing its innocent look, Xiao Li was stuck with what he originally wanted to say--he couldn't imagine that there would be such a pervert?It's so magnanimous and pure.

In the end, the boy struggled a bit and wrote: "...I am not angry because you want to kiss me, but because you are abnormal."

Correct!If it's not a pervert, who would say such a thing, and describe it in such detail, just like writing a small yellow article?!Still want to kiss him like this?

Xiao Huangben is not ashamed, but proud of it back: [You can call me whatever you want, but don't ignore me.

Xiao Li suddenly felt helpless, and he felt too lazy to care about it-anyway, it was just a small book, without any substance!Two sentences of being sexed are just two sentences of sex!

He closed the notebook, straightened his sleeves, and walked out of the room.

When Xiao Li went out, there were already a few people gathered in the lobby, who was pestering the old butler Ronnie constantly asking. The first person who spoke was Ye Lingshi. He changed into a suit and looked like a modern business. Elite: "Mr. Ronnie, dare to ask the owner here...?"

He didn't dare to directly ask "the reason for inviting us" or "what is the agreement", for fear of exposing himself to the eyelids of ghosts, so he could only do so in a circuitous way.

The old butler said with a cold face: "Your Excellency has his own business, please forgive me."

Ye Lingshi smiled and said, "There is nothing we can do in an emergency, we don't mind."

During their conversation, the remaining people also came out one after another. In addition to the four of Ye Lingshi, there was also a man and a woman. They appeared to be a couple. The male was called He Wei and the female was called He. Yun, whispering to each other, but not very much to the other four.Upon seeing this, the old butler stretched out his hand to the other passage: "Everyone, please here."

Everyone walked through the long passage inside the castle. What awaited them was a beautiful long table with a white tablecloth on which was placed a variety of western food, and two rows of candles and candles were placed in the middle. In the dull night of the old castle shone brightly.

Ye Lingshi sat down, looked at the middle of the table and said with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there is no Indian villain here."

The young man named Wu Tian sounded quite puzzled: "What is the meaning of the Indian villain?"

The woman before Xiao Li remembered her name as Feng Fengqing. At this time, she changed into a fitted European-style dress with white fur on her shoulders, and snorted, "No one survived."

It is a very famous Blizzard Mountain villa murder mode novel in reality. It tells the story of eight strangers who are invited to the island. A nursery rhyme is sung on the phonograph. There are ten porcelain statues on the dining table. Every day thereafter, people died in the same way as the nursery rhymes described. Every time a person dies, there will be one less porcelain statue on the dining table, which is very similar to their current situation.

"The difference is that the opponents they face are themselves, human beings," Ye Lingshi summed up deeply, "and what we are facing is ghosts and ghosts."

Ghosts are invincible.

The limit they can do is to temporarily block, and then find a way to escape.

The words of the youth struck the hearts of the people present. They faced the dazzling array of tables, but they couldn't eat it and had no appetite.

After a short silence, the unshaven uncle said impatiently: "What are you talking about? I don't like you who are alarmist when they open and close their mouths, so you are happy?"

He spoke fiercely, and his hostility towards Ye Lingshi was serious.

The young man didn't mean to fight back. He just leaned back: "What Big Brother Qian said is that I didn't think well."

Now the uncle with the surname Qian couldn’t continue the attack either, but he made a nasal sound from his nose, looked down at the steak in his bowl, and complained: “It’s bloody, I don’t know why some people like to eat this kind of food. It's disgusting."

Among those couples, He Wei took a piece of cake and put it on He Yun's plate: "Eat some?"

He Yun shook her head and pushed the plate away a bit. She really had no appetite, especially when she entered a dungeon story again. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead, so how could she have appetite to eat?

In the silence of raising the table, only Xiao Li calmly cut the steak in the bowl to his mouth, and poured himself a glass of red wine.

The appearance of the young man caused other people to look at him a few more times. Fortunately, he was good-looking. Even if other people weren't used to seeing him eating at this time, no one came forward to accuse him. At most, it was like Ye Ling. Seeing this, he sighed: "Good appetite."

Under Xiao Li's leadership, even though the others had a poor appetite, they still stuffed something into their mouths without a taste, and ended the dinner hastily.

The old butler stood with his back on his back throughout the whole process, with a respectful expression and no words. After everyone stopped eating, he cleaned up the dishes by himself, and did not call other servants to help-I don't know if it was not at all. Other servants.

Ye Lingshi was very interested in this old housekeeper, and kept talking and tentatively beside him, and then asked him how long he had been working here, and then asked if he had any plans for tonight——

The old butler replied in an approachable manner. He has been working here for ten years, and he invites them to move freely tonight.

After the old butler Ronnie expressed his willingness to leave for a while for other things, Ye Lingshi let him off gracefully, and instead tried to explore the entire castle together with others.

When Xiao Li touched his pocket and was about to go back to the room, he passed the corner on the second floor and saw a bunch of people surrounding there, looking at the portrait hanging at the end of the corridor.

It was an oil painting depicting the upper body of a beauty. She had light golden hair, her eyes were blue like the sea, and her smile covered her upwards. The thick pens and inks portrayed her beauty.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the side are tightly closed, isolating the sound of the waves on the coast, and the full moon on the horizon outlines the eyebrows of the beauty in the oil painting.

Ye Lingshi stood in the forefront and looked at the beauty for a while: "This painting is a little...not quite right."

Feng Fengqing quietly stared at the person in the painting for a long time: "What's wrong?"

"The look in your eyes..." Ye Lingshi took three steps back.

The person in this painting is very beautiful, and the tones of the painting are also extremely bright. It should give people a bright feeling. However, this painting looks very gloomy at first glance, as if... Layer shadow.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the woman in the oil painting suddenly come back to life with her direct eyes, and glanced in a certain direction-when Ye Lingguan looked at it carefully, the oil painting had been restored. As it is.

Ye Lingshi turned his head and looked in the direction of the person in the painting. The black-haired boy stood on the spot, his body was covered in a black cloak, and the cuffs exposed on his wrists were embroidered with dark red embroidery. He seemed to feel At Ye Lingshi's sight, the cold eyebrows coincided with the brown-haired youth.

Why does that picture look at him?Is it accidental?Or... is he the first victim targeted by a ghost?

Ye Lingshi remembered his very special name. He pondered for a while and asked the other person, "Sherlock, what do you think of this painting?"

Xiao Li stood still at a distance, and commented: "It looks good and looks pretty."

Ye Lingshi: "...It's not about looks, I mean the feeling of the whole painting."

Xiao Li changed an adjective: "Very harmonious."

Ye Lingshi couldn't keep up with his thinking, "Huh?"

"It goes well with here." Xiao Li put his hand back in his pocket, his expression unchanged, as if he hadn't seen the glimpse of the person in the painting looking over, and he didn't want to take the hint from Ye Ling's words.

Is this person's head missing?He looks so good but is a snake disease?

This is the first opinion of the eldest son of the Ye family towards Xiao Li.

Ye Lingshi hadn't clarified the other party's words again, only heard a harsh scream from a distance: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Come here...someone here is dead!"

Listening to the voice is the female of the couple.

The expressions of the people present suddenly changed, and they ran towards the source of the sound.

The scream is at the door of the bedroom on the first floor. One of the doors is ajar. The interior is decorated in the same way as other rooms. At the door, a man fell to the ground with his back facing up and his heart With a dagger stuck in, the blood stained his clothes and dripped on the carpet, adding another color to the dark carpet.

It was He Yun who screamed. He Wei next to her supported her and covered her eyes. He Wei couldn't bear to see the corpse turning his head to the side, and said to the people who rushed in: "We are outside After shopping for a while, I was about to go back to the room, and I saw..."

Their room is next to the dead uncle.

The old butler squeezed out from the crowd. He took a breath as he watched the scene before him, squatted down and examined his uncle's wound carefully: "Doctor Feng, come and see?"

As soon as he said this, Feng Fengqing was visibly stunned-the word "doctor" was indeed written on her invitation letter, but she was not a doctor in reality, and she could even say that she didn't even understand a little medical skill.But the old butler had said so, and she couldn't refuse, so she had to follow Ronnie's intention, bent over and pretended to check, and put her hand on the tip of the dead man's nose: "It's no longer saved."

The old butler sighed in shock and sadness.

Feng Fengqing was also embarrassed. She didn't have any good feelings for this uncle, but saw that the reincarnation who came with him died in such a short time, and she felt a sense of sadness.

At this moment, Xiao Li suddenly stood up. He knelt on one knee next to the uncle, blocked the sight of others with his body, and took away the hand of the deceased—there was a blocked invitation letter, this The uncle was invited as the "butcher".

After seeing the line clearly, Xiao Li stuffed the invitation back in a calm manner, and turned back to the puzzled old butler: "Let me see if there is any clue to the murderer."

Ronnie nodded when he heard the words: "With Mr. Detective, there must be nowhere for the murderer to escape."

Ye Lingshi reacted immediately. He squeezed the old butler away instantly, fell to his knees, and said with a sad expression: "I am a priest, I will pray for him."

Then he put his hands on the uncle's body, checked it, retracted his hands and clicked a cross on his chest: "May his soul rest in peace."

The old butler waited for them to finish praying, and then picked up the corpse. Before leaving, he said to the rest of the people: "I'm sorry that this happened. I will inform the Lord Duke, and I hope you will understand."

Ye Lingshi replied: "No one thought that such a thing would happen. We are waiting for the news from Your Excellency the Duke."

Ronnie took the corpse and left, leaving a few reincarnations standing at the door where a pile of blood was left. Ye Lingshi took the lead to step into the uncle's room and searched the back room.

"Did the ghost do it?" Wu Tian followed up and asked quietly.

The uncle just came here, there are not many things, there is nothing extra in the room, only the clothes he changed are worth searching, Ye Lingshi picked up the uncle's clothes, reached into his pocket and searched, from inside A pack of cigarettes, a lighter and a Swiss army knife were found.

The knife was not clean, and there were still blood stains on the blade. It was obvious that the uncle was not an innocent person - but such a dangerous reincarnation still died silently.

Ye Lingshi murmured to himself: "I don't know what he did to trigger a dead end..."

Xiao Li glanced over the knife, said nothing, and left the uncle's room.

He went back to his room first, sat at the table, spread out the little yellow book-because when he saw the painting, little yellow book turned on the vibration mode: [She looks good?Do you like that?

[But I look better, do you want to see me?

[Actually I think you look the best, I like everything you do.Just like now, I really want to see you under the cloak.

Xiao Li was afraid that it would go on and the other party would start driving again-the young man defended himself: "That's just a scene."

Xiao Huang Ben: [That is to say, don't you think she looks good?

Xiao Li coaxed it: "Not as good as you."

Xiao Huang is satisfied.

Xiao Li raised his head and slammed into the mirror in front of the table at a glance-there is no desk here, only this kind of dressing table, much like a woman's room. There is a mirror in front of the dressing table. terror.

The young man stared at his face in the mirror and looked at him silently for half a minute. He didn't notice anything unusual, and looked away.

After the death of the first person, it is now close to midnight, and the full moon hanging outside the window casts a desolate atmosphere on the castle.

Xiao Li originally planned to go to bed, but he felt a little hungry when he rolled around for a while.

The steak for dinner felt full at the time, but after so long, it was already digested, and he wanted to get some pastries.

The second young master of the Xiao family used to stay up late to eat cakes when he was energized by playing games, so that he could not bear hunger.

Before he took off his clothes and went to bed, he put on the cloak outside and walked out of his room.

The castle in the middle of the night exudes unique beauty.

Every stone and every relief here is extremely delicate and solemn with a sense of history.

Xiao Li walked down the stairs covered with heavy carpets. He passed many doors, some of which were carved with intricate patterns and hung in the dark.

He searched for a while, but couldn't find the kitchen, Xiao Li paused, and finally came to the place where he saw the painting before.

The beauty in the painting still smiles at him gorgeously, like bait from hell.

Xiao Li held his mobile phone to illuminate and stared at her for a moment. He heard his own voice echoing in the world: "Where is the kitchen?"

Blonde beauty: "..."

The smile of the beauty in the oil painting stiffened for a moment.

"Or, where can I eat it?" Xiao Li added.

The blonde beauty narrowed her smile. When she didn’t laugh, the tone of the whole painting was completely overturned. She even looked a bit hideous-she said nothing, stood up gracefully, and walked away from the frame. Get out.

When she stepped out of the frame, she became a shadow on the wall. She was like a court lady, dragging the hem of her dress and passing by the wall.

The blonde beauty walked through the corridor with Xiao Li, and finally stopped in front of a door close to the top floor.

The door is engraved with the badge on the invitation letter, and the branches and leaves of roses are entwined around the door like a spider web waiting for prey.

Xiao Li pushed open the door and found that there was a studio inside.

The bright moonlight outside the window shined in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and illuminated the easel in the studio. Brushes and oil paints were placed on the table. There was a sofa in front of the easel, and there was a snack rack beside the sofa with a plate of delicate snacks on it.

The blonde beauty walked over and sat down on the sofa-she seemed to want to lie on it lazily, but she glanced at Xiao Li, changed her mind, and sat on the sofa dignifiedly.

Xiao Li flipped through the canvas before the easel. Without exception, there was a woman on it. This woman had blonde hair, but she had no face.

There are no facial features.

Xiao Li put down the canvas thoughtfully and said to the woman sitting on the sofa: "You want me to paint you? In exchange for food?"

The other party nodded.

Xiao Li hesitated to pick up the paintbrush—he hadn’t learned how to paint and had no talent for this: “I’m not very good at drawing.”

The smile on the beauty's face deepened. She didn't move, sitting still, without any regrets.

Xiao Li used a pen to dot some golden ink, sprinkled color on the canvas, and started painting.

The boy paints very slowly. He holds the color wheel in one hand and clicks on it with a pen from time to time. He is born like an ink painting, and in front of him is a dignified beauty-this scene is light On the surface, it is actually a very beautiful scene.

It's just that when the eyes are focused on that painting, the scene becomes weird.

For people who have never studied oil painting, it is really difficult to paint well, so this painting looks... vaguely able to distinguish where the head is from the color of the hair and eyes, that's it-this is still implicit description.

Xiao Li hesitated to take the painting off the easel, and in turn handed it to the blonde beauty, taking the plate of food directly by the way.

The beauty of the oil painting lowered her head, turned over the drawing paper in her hand, and was silent for a moment against the face above, and then touched her face with the other hand, as if she was wondering something-then she lost and kept hanging The smile on his face returned the painting to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li shrugged, he put the picture under his arm, holding the dinner plate in his right hand, and left the studio.

The blonde beauty sat on the spot and looked at his back. After Xiao Li disappeared, she turned her head abruptly and disappeared on the wall.

And Xiao Li in the hallway was holding the dinner plate in one hand and the painting in the other. He had no hands to turn on the mobile phone to illuminate, so he didn't turn on the flashlight, and walked directly into the room with the moonlight outside the window.

When he walked down to the floor where he was, a young man ran into him head-on.

Although the young man had a smile on his face, the head on his neck kept patrolling back and forth, looking over there whenever there was a turmoil, obviously he was still somewhat afraid of the surrounding environment.

He holds a candlestick in his hand, which is obviously more in line with the temperament of an old castle than a mobile phone.

The young man was Ye Lingshi. He thought of something in the middle of the night when he reasoned about the clues. He wanted to go to the room of the first deceased to take a look. In the dungeon world, it is extremely dangerous to go out late at night, even if he is a little overwhelmed. The method at the bottom of the box is unavoidable.

The faint candlelight stretched out the shadow of the young man. When he moved forward to a certain distance, another person's shadow appeared on the wall...

Ye Lingshi was taken aback at first glance, his heartbeat almost stopped, and he felt a little better when he found the man standing and looking at him: "Mr. Sherlock, you...what are you doing here?!"

And it's not lighting!

Xiao Li raised the plate at him: "Looking for something to eat."

Ye Lingshi:???

Is there really someone in the haunted dungeon world, going out to find something to eat?

The young man looked suspiciously around the dinner plate and focused on Xiao Li's other hand.

Xiao Li saw that he was very interested, so he didn't wait for him to ask and said: "By the way, I painted this picture."

Ye Lingshi: "..."

——Wait, I should go out to paint this picture and find food by the way, right?The primary and secondary relationship is wrong!

——Wait, why did you go out to paint in the middle of the night!This logic is wrong, Sherlock!