I Wasn’t Born Lucky

——And, speaking of dim sum, during dinner, aren’t you the one who eats the most?Everyone has no appetite, just what you eat is the best.

The eldest son of the Ye family felt that the whole thing was quite boring, and he didn't know where it would be better to make the mouth. He struggled for a while and decided to start with the painting itself: "Painting?"

The young man's gaze was fixed on the painting, and he seemed to want to take a look, but he didn't speak directly because of etiquette.

He believes that there will never be someone in the middle of the night just to paint an ordinary painting, there must be something mysterious in this painting.

Xiao Li: "Do you want to see?"

Ye Lingshi nodded hesitantly.

Xiao Li: "Please."

Ye Lingshi: "..."

"Forget it." The teenager on the other side handed him the drawing paper generously.

The brown-haired youth took it and unfolded the drawing paper.

Frankly speaking, before seeing that painting, Ye Ling Shiman thought he would see a beautiful piece of artwork-landscapes, figures or objects he thought about, even more exotic ghosts and animals. He wouldn't be surprised, it's just that everything he imagined in his mind was overturned when he saw the drawing paper.

It's a person... right?It can be vaguely distinguished from the hair, as well as the eyes. As for the other strangely-shaped "features", only the benevolent can see the benevolent and the wise.

The young man looked at the painting and was silent for a long time before squeezing out an embarrassing but polite smile: "...this painting is quite special."

——It's very special, very ugly, except for ugliness.Is this really an ordinary painting, and the person in front of him went out to paint because his hands were itchy?

It's just that although the painting is ugly, but the color scheme always feels a bit familiar... as if I have seen it somewhere.

Ye Lingshi searched around in his mind, but never remembered.

Xiao Li took back the painting, raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Just as he wanted to talk about something, he suddenly walked towards the window on the other side.

Ye Lingshi was taken aback by him, and subconsciously followed it.

I don't know when it started raining outside the window. The sound of rain washed the windows mercilessly. Xiao Li walked over and closed the window. Raindrops hit his cuffs, soaking the embroidery of his shirt, spreading like thick blood.

The storm whipped up the stormy waves, raised high ground, and smashed on the suspension bridge leading from the manor to the outside world.

That narrow suspension bridge was like a lone boat floating in the ocean in the storm, it was torn apart in an instant and fell into the sea.The roar that followed was like the roar of an abyss behemoth, isolated by the window.

Ye Lingshi, who had witnessed all this, said, "...Ha, this is really the Snowstorm Villa."

The doll in Xiao Li's pocket changed a position to sit, he said nothing, holding the food tray in his hand, and walked back to the room.

Ye Lingshi looked at his back, thinking that after dinner, near the painting, this person had left in this way, and the color of the ghost painting suddenly returned to his mind-at the end of the corridor, painting Isn't the Chinese beauty just blonde and blue eyes!And stared at this man!

At that moment, there were many things flashed in the heart of the old man of the Ye family, everything from "being hooked by a female ghost" to "overbearing female ghost fell in love with me".

But in the end he shook his head. There are no infatuated ghosts like Nie Xiaoqian in the dungeon world. The evil spirits here all feed on flesh and blood, enjoying the fear and screams of human beings, and being stared at by the castle evil spirits, this person is afraid. There are many bad things and bad luck. Of course, it is not ruled out that this person has some secrets, which can resist evil spirits.

Who has no secrets yet?

The 98-ranked youth on the reincarnation list touched his heart, showing a slight smile.

The next day.

The wind and rain still didn't stop. The heavy rain hit the window like hail, making a crackling sound, and the dark clouds hung down gloomily.

The news that the suspension cable broke last night had been informed by the old butler to others, and everyone looked uneasy.

Although as reincarnations, they themselves could not escape the manor, but upon hearing the news, everyone's hearts were still cast a shadow.

One person died last night, will it continue today?

At lunch, the couple took their umbrellas and hurried to the restaurant from outside to take a seat.

He Wei's hair was steaming and his girlfriend was in his arms. His face was very bad: "We went to the entrance of the manor and took a look. The suspension bridge was indeed broken."

Wu Tian ate very little last night. At this time, he was desperately stuffing his mouth, and said vaguely: "Is it necessary to look at it specially? Didn't Ronnie tell us?"

He Yun lowered her head and did not speak, her body trembling slightly from time to time, as if she was frightened.

Ye Ling's mind moved slightly, and his tone was gentle and soft: "What else do you see?"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Yun shrank into her boyfriend's arms in a panic, and He Wei swallowed: "The angel's expression has changed."

Feng Fengqing frowned and asked: "What?"

"The statues at the gates of the two manor..." He Wei recalled that the scene at the time was still a little scared, although it was just a statue, "When we first came, they were smiling. But I just went to see it, and I will look back. When I wanted to come in, I found... their faces changed to crying."

He Wei's words echoed over the empty dining table, and Feng Fengqing's fork made a harsh sound on the dinner plate.

"Brother Ye..." Wu Fill subconsciously looked at Ye Lingshi who was headed by him.

The young man put down his knife and fork, took the umbrella from the old housekeeper, and went to the gate of the manor to see the two statues.

When they arrived yesterday, the corners of the lips of the two statues were raised, looking amiable.But now the lips of the two angels were pursing down, and the exposed teeth looked like canine teeth, and the entire face looked particularly hideous.

The old butler who came out with them changed suddenly and said loudly, "Evil spirit, this must be the evil spirit at work!"

Ronnie's stern voice was completely covered by the sound of the rainstorm, and the deafening rain washed everything.

Xiao Li stood at the end of the crowd, looking at the entire old castle.

It looks more like a cage.

After returning from the entrance of the manor, almost everyone was wet, and that umbrella could not withstand wind and rain.

They went back to their rooms from various places, took a shower, and changed into dry clothes.

Xiao Li put the doll, small yellow notebook and mobile phone in the inner pocket of the vest so that it would not get wet easily. Now when he returned to the room, he took them out and put them on the table.

The doll lay directly on the spot, looking sad.

I don’t know if it’s Xiao Li’s illusion. Tan Li seems to be very suppressed in this manor. Before, in the orphanage or in reality, it seemed very active. He often wandered around to watch the scenery by himself. Here he was motionless, and he kept the corpse in his pocket every day.

For the same reason, there was Zhou Ying. The children refused to come out. Every day they shrank to play some stand-alone games on their mobile phones. Xiao Li specially downloaded an e-book for him to teach people how to write poems. .

Only Xiao Huangben always greeted him every day, and said in a brisk tone: [When will you consider completing hidden task 3?

[I want you to finish it all the time, your usual lips look like rose petals, I want to kiss when you are lying down, and I want to kiss the sauce on your lips when you eat, even if You are as rigid as you are now, and I want to lick your lips even more.

Xiao Li:???

He weakly wrote below: "...Can you not be so shameless?"

Xiao Huang was very puzzled: [What shameless expression of true feelings?

Xiao Li's hand used a little bit of force. Since he didn't have a second pen, he didn't break it. Instead, he drew a few horizontal lines on the big paragraph that Xiao Huangben said and erased them. .When Young Quan didn't see this passage, nothing happened. He stood up and took off his damp clothes and walked into the tub filled with water.

Meanwhile, in another room in the old castle, Wu Tian was changing clothes.

He simply put on his shirt, thought about the angel statue in a daze, full of fear for the evil spirits wandering in this castle.

"Boom boom boom——" There was a knock on the door.

Wu Tian's heart beat, he swallowed, "Who?"

No one responded.

He immediately jumped back, picked up his original clothes, and took out three pieces of talisman paper and two pills from it.

The knocking outside the door continued, but no matter what Wu Fill said, there was still no sound behind the door.

Wu Yan looked at the props in his hand and put the pill to his mouth, the distance he could swallow at any time.

After three rounds of knocking, the creature outside the door seemed tired and stopped the knocking sound.

However, Wu Tian did not relax because of this. He still looked at the door vigilantly and swallowed a ghost pill-there was no trace of a ghost at the door.

He calmed down a little, the sweat in his palms wetted with the ghost exorcism.

Time passed by, and the time to see the ghost pill's effect was almost over. Wu Filled a little away from the door. When he turned his head, he saw a grimace on the window!

The demon-expelling talisman in Wu Fill's hand burned, burning extremely fast, almost before he could react, the talisman had completely disappeared, he could only watch the ghost walk in and approach him—at At the last second of his life, he noticed something rounded his eyes, and exhausted all his energy to write a line on the floor...

Unfortunately, he could not finish that line.

Four hours later, during dinner time, the door was knocked again and someone broke in.

This is already the second dead.

Wu Tian's death was very miserable. His throat was abruptly choked off, and the place where he died was drawn in a circle with white chalk.

Feng Fengqing pretended to check it again, and then shook his head at the old housekeeper.

The old butler held the door and his face was pale, and the wrinkles on his skin deepened, showing his senility: "Another death. This must be the curse of the evil spirit. The telegram cannot be sent. The way out is cut off. We, we are all dead. Here……"

Ye Lingshi drew a cross on his chest and muttered a eulogy. Hearing this, he took a deep look at the old butler: "Your Excellency Ronnie, the situation is getting worse and worse now. You are not allowed to hide anymore. Why are you? Say this is a curse by evil spirits, not man-made?"

Ronnie gasped hard, and the old butler's voice was hoarse: "When the Lord Duke bought this castle, he asked the court magician to do it. As soon as the master magician came, he said that there was a lot of grievance here. An ominous place is a place for evil spirits. But your Excellency the Duke insisted on staying here... From the moment I saw the two statues, I knew that the evil spirit he was talking about had come up."

"Does that master magician say anything else about evil spirits?" Feng Fengqing asked eagerly.

"No, he had directly communicated with the Duke at the beginning." The old butler said sadly, "I don't know anything, the Duke did not tell me."

Xiao Li squatted down beside Wu Tian's corpse. He dipped a little white powder on the carpet with his hand, and then scratched it in another area. Finally, he looked around carefully, and finally focused his eyes on the word Wu filled in. Top: Ear.

ear?ear--

The brown-haired young man standing behind him narrowed his eyes. At that moment, a lightning bolt connected everything together. He quickly relaxed and said to Xiao Li, "Mr. Detective, is there any clue?"

Xiao Li turned his head calmly, he patted the other person on the shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Who killed the robin?"

Ye Lingshi looked into the depths of his eyes and said lowly, "...his own."