I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Juhun Village does not seem to be prosperous, bypassing that fertile field, the ancient and lonely village sits here.There is a huge tree at the entrance of the village. Its leaves have fallen out. It has obviously lost its vitality and has a bad omen.

At this time, it was almost dinner time, and all the households in the village had smoked smoke, coupled with the dark clouds above their heads, creating a depressive atmosphere for the whole village.

Village head Wu Shan led the reincarnations across the path and came to a big house in the middle. He opened the wooden door. His wife had already placed the tableware and chopsticks in the yard. There were more than a dozen chopsticks on the table. The side dishes are also rich in this village: "These are the meals made by my mother-in-law. I have been busy for a day, and I hope you reporters will not dislike it."

Shi Ye quickly replied: "Don't dislike it, my sister-in-law's craftsmanship looks pretty good."

They sat down around the round table. Wu Shan propped up a huge tent above the round table, enough to cover the whole house. He sat down with a smile: "It's overcast, for fear of sudden rain."

Shi Ye hadn't spoken yet, a woman with a ponytail among the reincarnations—Xiao Li remembered that she was the person who was on the outside analysis task, named Tao Fei. She suddenly said: "The village chief, why don't we go in and eat? Isn’t it troublesome if it rains halfway through eating?"

Wu Shan paused when he heard the words. He quickly glanced at the wooden house behind him, and then grinned again: "My house is small and dirty. I'm afraid of dirtying the food. It's better outside and spacious. Don't be afraid of it. Rain, look, don’t I have a tent?"

What reason is this?Obviously it is an excuse. I'm afraid there are some problems in that room...

Tao Fei was waiting to speak again, but Shi Ye kicked her at this time-the task reminder had already said to respect the customs of the village and not to offend the village chief at the beginning. Tao Fei looked back at Shi Ye. She frowned, but remained silent.

Shi Ye symbolically put a chopsticks dish into the bowl, and the drunk man didn't mean to eat it with alcohol: "It tastes really good."

"Hahaha, eat more if it tastes good."

"Of course," Shi Ye said, "By the way, Village Chief Wu, we also want to do an interview with you this time. Has anything special happened on your side recently?"

Wu Shan's smile froze on his lips. He glanced at Shi Ye deeply: "Something special?"

Seeing his face, Shi Ye immediately realized that he was too eager, lest he would be remembered by the village chief, and quickly remedied: "Because we are a reporter, the audience likes curious news, such as'shocked! Why hundreds of sows Cry in the middle of the night, or "On the figure that disappeared bizarrely in the middle of the night, it turned out to be an affair." We can introduce this type of title, and then introduce the soul gathering village to everyone."

Zhu Yiting gave Shi Ye a smile halfway through, and was slapped in the back by the eagle-nosed man.

Xiao Li stuffed a piece of roast chicken into his mouth, blocking all voices.

The news headline was funny to the reincarnations, but Wu Shan didn’t think so. Obviously something strange happened in the village recently, but he didn’t plan to tell the reporters, he just said with an ugly face: "Mr. Humor, how could something like that happen in our village? When I finish eating, I will take everyone out for a stroll and show you the scenery here. You people in the city must have never seen it."

Now that Wu Shan had said so, Shi Ye could only nod his head in response, and at the same time secretly remembered the place of the village chief's house in his heart, there might be clues hidden.

After everyone simply ate dinner, they followed the village chief out of the courtyard and walked along a path along the way.

This Juhun Village is not very crowded. There are vigorous green grass growing along the road. Almost every household is eating. Some uncles squatted at the door, and they would stretch out their hands to say hello when they saw the village chief.

It seems unusual.

Every reincarnation was secretly recording the scenery coming along the road. After another right turn, Wu Shan stopped in front of a courtyard and walked in and opened the door.

The yard was very clean, not even a single leaf, it was clear that someone had cleaned it purposely.

The village chief led them to open the door. Inside was a big shop with neat bedding: "Mr. Reporter, you will live here these few days. It's very close to me. Just say something. "

Wu Shan said and pointed to the next door: "The girl's house is in the yard next door, and it's very close."

Although the reincarnations of the Datongpu are not used to it, they can only accept it. Obviously, this village is not enough to come up with a single room for a dozen people. Shi Yechong Wu Shan said a few words of thanks, and then Wu Shan Out the door.

Tao Fei sat on the bed, she looked at Shi Ye's back, and whispered, "What do you think?"

"I think it's weird." Zhu Yiting sat at the only small table in the room, and raised Erlang's legs. "Although they all look normal, they have a strange feeling, which is the impression of the whole village. ..."

The eagle-eyed man routinely chokes him: "This is a haunted copy. Of course it will feel strange. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Zhu Yiting rolled his eyes angrily: "Yongchun, you're enough, I'll beat you up again."

Shi Ye walked to the window, opened the window, and looked up at the sky outside: "I also have this feeling. It is not as obvious as the village chief’s house. I can feel something strange, but I just can’t tell. Did you miss something?"

Xiao Li, who had been sitting in the corner, scrubbed the edge of the bed near his knees, and softly broke the silence: "The threshold."

"--Yes! Threshold!" Zhu Yiting immediately looked at him, and then looked at the door of the room after trying to understand these two words.

Generally, houses in rural areas and even urban areas will have a threshold installed, the higher the better.

Because in ancient times, people thought that ghosts, including zombies, could not bend their knees, so the higher the threshold, the more evil things could be prevented from entering the house.

And this Juhun Village, including the village chief's house, they are all on the ground, there is no threshold at all in this village!Is this a special custom in this village, or is it to facilitate the entry and exit of certain things?

"Gathering Soul Village..." Tao Fei muttered to himself, "They gather ghosts? But what do they invite reporters to do in this case?"

The sky was completely dark. Zhu Yiting took a lighter from his pocket and lit the oil lamp on the table. He couldn't help but vomit: "In this age, it is really inconvenient to use oil lamps."

Shi Ye looked at the dilapidated oil lamp. The candlelight on it was very small, shining shiningly on the human face. At first glance, it looked like a ghost. He couldn't help but look away, walked to the bed and took off his jacket. , It looks like I want to rest.

Xiao Li stood up at this moment and walked to the door.

Zhu Yiting suddenly stopped him: "Wait, buddy, where are you going? I'll be with you too."

Xiao Li opened the door of the room, and the cold wind from the outside instantly blew in. Zhu Yiting was facing the door, and his whole body was cold. Then he heard the other party calmly saying: "When I came over, I saw someone wearing mourning clothes. To the west, I will go over and take a look."

Zhu Yiting: "..."

He had no idea that he would get such a serious answer-he originally thought that this guy was out to pee, and he felt a little urine, but he didn't dare to go alone, and he didn't want to call his two bad friends. He would definitely be laughed at. , So I called the other party and wanted to go out with him to the latrine for convenience...

What's the matter with this guy, how can he say that he is going to die in such a calm posture that he wants to be convenient!

Zhu Yiting was stunned on the spot, but Tao Fei immediately got up from the bed: "You saw someone wearing mourning clothes? Where?"

"When I came here, that fork in the road."

"You... why didn't you say it before?!"

Xiao Li glanced at her, dropped a word without emotion, turned and walked out: "You didn't ask me either."

He walked too fast, and the remaining few people looked at each other with a feeling of question marks.

After two seconds, Zhu Yiting jumped up from the stool like the ant on the hot pot: "Wait for me, I will go with you too. What do you call it, buddy, I think you look like me. A good friend!"

Xiao Li was caught by his excessive enthusiasm, and it took some effort to avoid him and answered his own name.

Yongchun rolled his eyes behind him and followed with the third of them.

When they came this way, Tao Fei and Shi Ye couldn’t sit still anymore—especially Shi Ye. He wanted to go to bed and rest, but was mixed up by these people. The few people below said: "We still don't go. They might have broken the deadlock when they go, and they don't know how many they can come back."

Some of the other people nodded and said yes, but Tao Fei lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and ran out to catch up with the others.

The moonlight outside was completely covered by dark clouds, and there were only a few houses in Juhun Village with lights on, floating like ghost fire in the pitch black.

Zhu Yiting felt that his legs were a little soft, and urine was about to come out-but he looked at the profile of his new friend around him, and in order not to lose his force, he gritted his teeth to hold back the impulse.

There was a noisy running noise behind him, and the three of them followed one after another, breathing with a little panting.

"I said... Sherlock, do you really remember the road? If you don't remember, let's go back?" Zhu Yiting followed Xiao Li and walked on a quiet path. He remembered the speculation about the "threshold" just now. , Now I feel that ghosts appear in this village at any time.

Yongchun poked him in the back mockingly: "Are you scared?"

Zhu Yiting: "Hehe, I think you are scared. I just think we should save our energy and fight for a better tomorrow--"

Before he finished speaking, he saw two white lanterns hung at the door of a house on the west front, and cries were faintly heard from the wide open door.

"Are we... going in?" Although Tao Fei followed, he was still jealous when looking at the mourning scene in front of him at night.

Xiao Li's eyes flashed: "I've come here, isn't it boring to just leave?"

He said that and walked in, without any concealment, and walked into the mourning hall.

However, unexpectedly, when Xiao Li entered, he did not see anyone.

Those crying sounds also seemed to sense the coming of strangers and stopped abruptly.

On the left side of this mourning hall stood a coffin, with white paper money and wreaths hanging on the beam above the head. There was a table in the middle. On the white cloth, there was a black and white photo and a tablet with the words: eldest brother Zhang Tao. .

The person in that black-and-white photo is a middle-aged man with ordinary features. He is indeed the man who got the black box in the opening CG.

In that case, he died-because of the box?So where is that box now?

Xiao Li turned his head and looked around, and finally locked his gaze in the coffin.The young man walked over gently, his fingers stuck to the edge of the coffin, and he pulled it hard, and found that the coffin board hadn't closed, so he pushed it outwards, freeing one hand to shine into the coffin——

When Zhu Yiting and others gathered up the courage to follow up, they saw this scene.

He watched Xiao Li restore the coffin again, with a thoughtful look, almost screamed, he stammered: "You...you..."

——Are you the devil?!They are all dead, so let him go. What if they kill you by resurrecting your body?

"There is a problem." Xiao Li said suddenly.

Tao Fei saw his gaze very complicated, and followed his words and asked, "What's the problem?"

"There is no corpse in this coffin," Xiao Li said thoughtfully, his eyes turned to the black and white photo again, "and there is no black box."

Zhu Yiting walked a few steps in the opposite direction of the coffin. He didn't want to look over there. He was a little afraid that something would escape from the coffin. He grasped his sight, stared at Xiao Li's face and said, "Okay. Yes, let's go first, I don't want to stay here anymore."

As he watched, he thought, Sherlock looked at the delicate skin and tender flesh, and he looked good. Why was his heart so sturdy?Wait, Sherlock... have I heard this name somewhere?!

Xiao Li just wanted to speak, but his eyes condensed suddenly, and Zhu Yiting looked in the direction of his eyes——

I saw that black and white photo suddenly changed.

Originally, the middle-aged man was smiling and looking at everyone, but at this time, there was a line of blood and tears in his eyes in that photo, and the whole photo was changing rapidly.

"Escape!" Tao Fei shouted immediately. As an experienced senior, she had experienced many ghost incidents. At this time, she would not be frightened to the ground. She reacted immediately.

Everyone immediately scattered and fled. The time was too short to escape, and some people could only hide at the door.

Xiao Li did not move. He looked at the bleeding man in that photo. His facial features became more and more fierce, as if he was about to jump out of the photo in the end——

Then there was a faint meow from the outside world, and a rush of footsteps came out of the mourning hall. The moment that the figure appeared, the abnormality disappeared and the photo was restored to its original shape.

It was a man in coarse cloth and sackcloth. His facial features were somewhat similar to those in the photo. He was obviously his younger brother.

He looked at the stranger in the mourning hall with a little dissatisfaction: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Xiao Li made up a nonsense without changing his face: "We are reporters. When we came, we saw the mourning hall and came to worship."

There was a suspicious look on the man's face, and then stretched out his hand, and said to the black-haired boy in front of him: "Okay, get things."

This time Xiao Li paused, repeated it, and asked with some bewilderment: "...something?"

"Are you really here to worship?" The man retracted his hand and frowned deeply, rubbing his index finger and thumb together impatiently.

Their brothers obviously didn't have deep feelings. There was no sadness on the man's face at all, just as serious as a routine.

This time, the second young master of the Xiao family comprehended the other's gestures like a godly aid. He took out his pocket, and there were slices of chocolate in it, puppets, mobile phones, tissues and so on, but there was no paper money.

At the end, he could only touch out his mobile phone: "Can Alipay transfer money?"

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As soon as Xiao Li spoke this sentence, he remembered that there was no signal, so he looked aside and said to Zhu Yiting, who was hiding behind the doorpost, "Borrow some money?"

Zhu Yiting, whose position was exposed, numbly watched the other person walking towards him, and then took out three Grandpa Mao from his pocket and gave them to him.

Xiao Li took the money, and saw Zhu Yiting's face depressed(?), thinking that he was unhappy because of the loss of money, so he patted Zhu Yiting's shoulder comfortingly: "Go back and give me a number, and I will return it to you."

Zhu Yiting looked at Xiao Li with a complicated expression, but did not answer.