I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Zhu Yiting quickly analyzed in his mind, and the expression on his face suddenly changed, not as scared as when he encountered ghosts before, but looking straight at Xiao Li and his pockets.

Xiao Li didn't pay attention at first, but when he took his hand from his pocket, he inadvertently glanced at Zhu Yiting, and was startled by the intent gaze he stared at him: "What are you looking at me for?"

"I see it..." Zhu Yiting pointed his finger at Tan Li in Xiao Li's pocket, "Sherlock, are you also a ghost defender?"

Xiao Li caught the blind spot and picked out a word from Zhu Yiting's words: "Also?"

Zhu Yiting walked two steps outside, trying to stay away from the corpse on the ground. At this time, he had recovered to his usual state and asked Xiao Li: "Although I am not a ghost defender, I do know, Brother Xia, your ghost. It looks very different from others."

Xiao Li nodded as a default, and did not mean to continue to answer the other party's words.

Zhu Yiting didn’t know whether he should continue to ask questions. He didn’t know much about ghost guards. He didn’t know if it was a taboo. He hesitated and was snatched by Yongchun: "Brother Xia is really amazing, and the ghosts he raises are also amazing. Thank you for saving us."

Yongchun started partnering with Zhu Yiting and others in the third world. He has become accustomed to Zhu Yiting’s usual nonchalant style. This guy has offended many of his companions, but he is still somewhat capable. The ghost guards have something to do with them. In the last world, they lived to the end by Zhu Yiting's reasoning.At this moment, he was afraid that Zhu Yiting would offend Sherlock again, and immediately stopped the other party from talking to Das Xia, otherwise, what if the other party gets angry and digs for them?

Zhu Yiting meant to get to Yongchun. He was not stupid. He directly gave up asking about Yugui, and smiled: "Sherlock, you and your ghost are really a harmonious socialist relationship between humans and ghosts, and they look very good. Cute, looks very spiritual and likes you very much, as expected Sherlock!"

Seeing that he was not talking nonsense, Yongchun heaved a sigh of relief, and then nodded: "As expected of Sherlock!"

Fan Ren and the formation: "As expected of Sherlock!"

The word "ah" was full of emotion when they chanted it-it's just that the three of them all repeated a sentence, and they thought it was an echo, which suddenly wiped out the horror atmosphere that Shi Ye brought.

The doll transformed by Tan Li lowered his head in disgust, covering his sight with his pocket.

The corner of Xiao Li's mouth twitched. He ignored the convulsions of the three people, and straightened out his hand to adjust the mobile phone in Zhu Yiting's hand, and aimed the light from the mobile phone at the corpse lying on the ground——

Tan Li didn't know what he had done to it. The resurrected dead body fell directly to the ground after the doll retracted its hand, unable to move.

Once Xiao Li shut up, and the pale light of the mobile phone shone on Shi Ye’s face, the opponent’s wide pupils and mouth were unobstructed, making Zhu Yiting’s fear of being suppressed by Tan Li reappeared, and he gave him tremblingly. The black-haired boy shining brightly: "Xia, Sherlock, what are you looking at? Everyone else ran away, let's leave early, lest there is no place to live..."

The rest of the daring reincarnations had long since seized the door and fled when Shi Ye tore the black box. If Zhu Yiting and the others had not been blocked by Shi Ye because of bad luck, they would have slipped away a long time ago. How could they get along like this Sherlock delved into the dead body together.

Xiao Li squatted down and touched Shi Ye's corpse's aorta, then pulled down the opponent's neckline, glanced down, and checked its eyelids again. After all the movements were done, he clapped his hands and stood up.

Zhu Yiting bravely raised the phone a little bit higher, and he felt that two words were written on Sherlock's beautiful face: Interesting.

What is so interesting about Shi Ye's body!

"Sherlock, what did you find?" Tao Fei who had been standing silently raised his head and asked.

Xiao Li walked outside and said, "The time of death is wrong. Shi Ye didn't die after opening the box-the corpse looked like it had been dead for at least a long time, or even a day."

Zhu Yiting held a mobile phone with one hand to show them the way, and followed Xiao Li's words and speculated: "You mean, this corpse was not Shi Ye's? Because Shi Ye died after opening the box, so the corpse was dropped. Is that corpse a ghost?"

"I didn't mean it," Xiao Li didn't stop, but he glanced at Zhu Yiting in a chilly way and explained: "It's Shi Ye, but Shi Ye died in the daytime."

It was already early in the morning at this moment. They were walking in the village with the whistling wind in their ears, and then listening to Xiao Li's words, a piece of goose bumps floated behind everyone.

"What is... Shi Ye was dead during the day? We were chatting with him at night, and he was already...?" Tao Fei shuddered as he thought of the scene not long ago, "Who is talking to us? ,ghost?"

Zhu Yiting followed Xiao Li’s thoughts and asked: "If Shi Ye had become a ghost at that time and the dead were resurrected, why didn’t he know that he was dead? And seeing the way he received the black box, he was more scared than ordinary people. It broke out and escaped, the expressiveness doesn't seem to be fake..."

"I don’t know what they did when the group of people who followed the village chief during the day. Maybe Zhang Tao directly faced the dungeon ghosts, the group was destroyed, and then the dead were resurrected. They lost their memories of death and came back like ordinary people I don’t know I’m dead, but I thought I was alive—then the previous ghost sent them a black box.” Xiao Li said, “If my guess is correct, then, the one with Shi Ye Everyone will receive that black box."

In the original task assignment, Zhu Yiting and others were responsible for fixing the village chief’s wife, while Tao Fei went to the villagers’ homes to collect information. They did not follow the village chief to Zhang Tao’s side. Looking at each other, I felt a little comforted.

Zhu Yiting asked curiously: "Then what is in this black box? Why is it that Shi Ye lost it?"

Xiao Li did not answer directly. He is now in a good mood after he has resolved his doubts about the small box. It is rare to ask in a fascinating way: "Only those dead can have it, what do you think it will be?"

Zhu Yiting scratched his head, and suddenly felt the pain of being asked by a math teacher when he was in school: "I think... is part of the power of ghosts? Is it the special ability of dungeon ghosts?"

Tao Fei: "It's their...breath?"

Xiao Li retracted his expectant gaze and said coldly: "Memory."

"Those boxes should contain memories from the time they were killed-they didn't know that they were dead, so they lived as a living person. Once the box was opened and the memory returned to its place, then he also remembered himself It is the fact of a dead person, which will quickly demonize. This is also the reason for the limited amount of black boxes. There is no memory of ghosts and monsters, so I cannot give me a copy.

Zhu Yiting: "..."

At the beginning, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be empowered, and his heart was full of "Sherlock, awesome!" sigh, but the more he listened, the more he felt that it was not quite right, and the familiar black question mark appeared in his mind-the other party seemed to be still in this tone in the end. I feel sorry that I can't get the small box. That's not a good thing. What are you sorry about?!

Tao Fei immediately asked: "Now that we know the secret of the black box, then we next..."

She wanted to try to analyze her actions after she learned the secret, but when she thought about it, it seemed that it didn’t make any difference whether she knew the secret or not-it was not a way to survive until the last day. Even if she was killed, then she Will not remember either.

"Let's find a room to sleep next, okay?" Zhu Yiting looked at the desolate night scene around, "Let's find a house for one night, I don't want to go on a night cruise in the haunted mountain village!"

And most importantly, he had a urge to pee in his mind-Zhu Yiting was so scared by Shi Ye when he was asleep before, and coupled with the series of blows of encountering ghosts and running away, he forgot the existence of nocturia. , However, after I came out and learned the secret of the black box, the whole person recovered and immediately wanted to pee again.

As soon as Zhu Yiting said this, the others immediately looked at Xiao Li, faintly thinking of him as the core.

Xiao Li also lived up to expectations: "Yes, you can go first."

Zhu Yiting sensitively caught that the other party's vocabulary was wrong, and he asked: "You? What about you, don't you go with us?"

Xiao Li nodded: "I will go to the village chief's house."

Tao Fei asked incomprehensibly, "What are you going to do over there? You said before that Shi Ye and the others who followed the village chief have died, so shouldn't the village chief..."

Xiao Li said, "Remember the custom of the Soul Gathering Village I mentioned earlier?"

Tao Fei nodded hesitantly: "Remember."

"The village chief has props for the soul gathering ceremony." Xiao Li looked up at the night sky above his head. It was clearly a mountain village, but there were no stars, only dark clouds covering the sky and the sun. "About everything here, I want to gather my soul and ask them."

Tao Fei: "………………"

Yongchun repeated with difficulty: "Ask them...you?"

——Sherlock, don't you worry that the ghosts "they" gathered are hostile to you, and then you will kill you, a human who dared to disturb them?!How do you make it the same as "There are some things here that don't, then I'll call and ask my friends"?!

Zhu Yiting was silent for a while, and then dissuaded him: "Brother Xia, I think we can do something during the day when something happens. Wouldn't we have a good night's sleep?"

Isn't it good to be alive?

Xiao Li looked at him and asked in amazement, "Can you sleep?"

Zhu Yiting failed to keep up with the speed of his thinking: "What?"

"The bed here is very hard. I hardly fell asleep last night, and I felt back pain when I got up. I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go home early and live on a soft bed." Xiao Li said blankly. Say.

Zhu Yiting: "............"

The most embarrassing thing is that the other party is expressionless, but Zhu Yiting can't tell from his tone that he doesn't open up at all-but is the bed soft or soft? Is this the point?Isn't it?Which Samsara would care that the bed in the dungeon world is too hard!Everyone cares about whether they can survive, okay!