I Wasn’t Born Lucky

After Xiao Li said that, he turned around naturally and continued to walk towards the village chief's house.

Zhu Yiting and others stayed where they were. They are now faced with a life-related decision: Should they follow Xiao Li at a huge risk, or should they find a villager's home to sleep for the night?

Yongchun pointed to Xiao Li's back and asked his teammates: "What shall we do? Will we follow?"

Zhu Yiting looked at his face and then at Xiao Li who was far away: "What do you think?"

From a rational and emotional level, Zhu Yiting likes the latter choice. After all, who would want to go to a dead house to gather souls at night?!Not to mention this kind of behavior in the real horror world, even in horror movies Zhu Yiting would think that this person will die in the next second!Even if it was put on Sherlock, it would be--

Zhu Yiting suddenly stopped thinking about this, because he couldn't imagine Sherlock being killed by the gathered ghost...

But does the kind of crazy people who do not die really exist?No way?

Fan Ren tugged his arm: "Whether to follow or not, the speed is determined, and everyone is gone."

As soon as he said this, Zhu Yiting suddenly turned his head to look at Xiao Li's back, only to see that the other party had disappeared from their field of vision.

"Is he really afraid of walking so fast?" Yongchun muttered.

The trio of them were still hesitating over there. Tao Fei on the side had already made a decision. She clenched her fist and ran in the direction of Xiao Li-instead of risking knocking on the doors of the other villagers, and not To determine if the villager was resurrected from the dead, waiting fearfully for the ghosts to attack for the remaining few days, it is better to fight Sherlock to the death!

"She really went." Yongchun said to the two hurt friends, "It's not as good as us... Can't you be as courageous as her? Huh? Zhu Zhuzhu, what is your face?"

Zhu Yiting covered his lower abdomen, tightened his legs, forced his urination, and stood up straight: "It's okay, since it's decided, let's follow."

The trio also followed the route of the village chief’s house.

The moonlight on the horizon became darker, and the killings had been quietly pulled away in the Soul Gathering Village, and many villagers had fallen into a world of death.It seems that the dark clouds that have hovered over the soul gathering village for a long time also sensed the breath of ghosts, and a light rain began to patter.

Raindrops fell from the dark night, dripping on Xiao Li's head, wet his soft black hair.

Xiao Li raised his head, a drop of rain happened to fall on his face, and he wiped the rain off with the back of his hand.

I don’t know how long the rain will last. It feels very uncomfortable when the clothes are wet and sticking to his body. He needs an umbrella now—Xiao Li pondered for a moment. He still remembers that he had drawn a beautiful purple after winning a lottery qualification. The umbrella was later stored in the little yellow book. The function of this umbrella was to avoid ghost attacks. Xiao Li hadn't used it yet, so he didn't care about it.

Xiao Li took out his small yellow book and wrote the words "Eternal Soul Umbrella", and the simple purple umbrella appeared in his hand.

Xiao Li opened the umbrella, blocked the raindrops, and continued to walk towards the village chief's house.

After a while, there were rapid footsteps behind him, and the trio of Tao Fei and Zhu Yiting chased after him panting.

The black-haired boy turned his head with a purple umbrella in his hand, and happened to look at the four people who were chasing him.

Zhu Yiting, who was soaked in the drizzle all over his body:???

Yongchun shook off the wet hair on his forehead with his hand: "Sherlock, where did you get this umbrella?"

Xiao Li glanced at them hesitantly, seemingly entangled in whether to hold the umbrella for them, but looking at the size of the umbrella, he just thought about it: "Raffle."

Zhu Yiting was suddenly shocked. He originally thought it was from this village, but he didn't expect it to be the props from the rules draw!

He still remembers that he once met a man ranked 98 on the Samsara rankings in a world. He had three powerful props in his hand, and that person was also ranked through these three powerful props.

In this dungeon world, props are the only hope for those who don’t know how to defend against ghosts. Unexpectedly, this person in front of them will have a props that seem to be of high grade...

Zhu Yiting didn't know the specific function of this umbrella, but looking at Sherlock's indifferent expression, it seemed that the prop umbrella in his hand was really just a tool to shelter from rain.

Yongchun looked at the umbrella with curious eyes, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the village chief's house was already close at hand, and he could only watch Xiao Li accept the umbrella.

In the middle of the night, the door of the village chief's house was wide open, leaving two rows of messy footprints on the mud in the yard, which were obviously left by the people in the house when they fled in a panic.

Xiao Li opened the door. With the experience of sneaking in secretly last time, he took out his mobile phone to light up, took out the box from under the bed, and put it on the table.

Zhu Yiting had already raised his flashlight quite consciously. He originally wanted to illuminate the other party. However, before turning on it, he saw the other party's mobile phone floating in the air, pointing the flashlight on the back of the phone to the box.

The confused Zhu Yiting:?

Yongchun:??

Are they dreaming today?Why do you always see such a rare thing in a thousand years?A mobile phone that can fly?

In fact, it wasn't just him, even Xiao Li himself glanced at his phone in a little surprise, Zhou Ying, who was living on the phone, shook his body up and down and greeted him.

"This is...?" Zhu Yiting asked, pointing to the phone.

Xiao Li didn't answer this time. Zhou Ying's existence was a bit complicated to explain, so the boy put a finger on his lips, letting them know, Tan Li stretched out a strand of hair from his pocket and opened the box in the same way.

This time Zhu Yiting and the others did not make a fuss anymore—because their hearts were numb and would not be hurt anymore!

Xiao Li took out the few scarecrows and the booklet, and according to the soul gathering ceremony recorded in the booklet, he first untied the scarecrow that had been tied up, and used the other straws in the box to stab a new and abstract one again. The ugly scarecrow, then he dipped a little bit of rouge on the scarecrow's heart.

Zhu Yiting stretched out his head to watch his movements. The young man looked at the pile of straw that was barely visible in human form, and a lot of doubts accumulated in his heart-is this really a scarecrow?It's too ugly. Li Guiquan, who was gathered here, knows, really can't cry?

Xiao Li put the scarecrow on the table, lit the oil lamp, and said the formula: "The time has come, the soul is back..."

According to the regulations, the soul gathering ceremony should use rouge to continue to write the name and birth date of the gathered souls. However, Xiao Li didn't have a single soul gathering ceremony, so what he did was just a simplified soul gathering ceremony without a specific object.In other words, who can get together depends on luck.

He had just finished reciting this mantra, and a gust of wind whizzed past, the flames on the oil lamp were looming, and the scarecrow on the table should have a grimace on the face.

This should have been a horrible picture, but because Xiao Li's skills to tie up the scarecrow made this scarecrow look a little ridiculous-but Xiao Li thought it was okay. The soul gathering booklet did not say that it must be a human scarecrow.

The grimace yelled at first with its mouth wide open, but soon a glimmer of clarity flashed in its eyes, and it asked vaguely, "Here is..."

Xiao Ouhuang Li said in a simple way: "This is the village head's house. There have been many unknown things in your village recently. Maybe it's a ghost. Do you know any clues?"

The grimace said slowly: "I...I remember, why can't I move? I'm dead?"

It tried to move its body, but a pile of straw fell on the not tight scarecrow-Xiao Li "tsk": "Don't move, this soul gathering technique won't last long."

Grimace heard him mention the "soul gathering technique" before reacting. It remained as it was and said slowly: "It turns out that I am a soul now, and I am dead... I know, it must be her! Although we can't blame her, but How could she retaliate against us like this?!"

"Who is she? What happened then?" Xiao Li asked.

A painful color appeared on the face of the grimace. It is just an ordinary human. Its soul strength is not high and the time it can last is short: "She...we...we shouldn't do this..."

After this sentence was finished, the grimace disappeared, and the scarecrow fell on the table, and the otherwise unformed limbs were even more scattered.

Tao Fei has been watching the grimace from the side. After it disappeared, she looked at Xiao Li's face and wondered: "Is it true that a person was killed in the Soul Gathering Village, so he is now turned into an unjust soul to come back for revenge? The time is too short to let us know more..."

Xiao Li removed the scarecrow on the table, took some more straws, and made a new scarecrow more quickly but in a mess, and performed the soul gathering ceremony again in the same way as the first time: "If you don't do it once, do it again. ."

Tao Fei:???

In her mind, she had never thought that this kind of operation could still be done—isn’t this kind of similar soul-calling ceremony held once and already took a huge risk?Can you do it again?!

This second condensed soul is obviously stronger than the previous one. It shuttles from the door of the room and condenses into a white shadow with only the upper body in the air. It has a fierce expression and directly blows out the oil lamp!

Amidst the trio's screams, the ghost fell backwards, and his face was attached to the scarecrow on the table.

It tried to struggle, and the whole body kept screaming and roaring, and the shaking table trembled.

The few people on the side had to cover their ears, and fled around in a panic subconsciously, away from the ghost.

Xiao Li frowned, and flexed the scarecrow's arm impatiently, "Be quiet."

Before he finished his words, the ghost showed a slight sluggishness, and then it was offended, with its mouth wide open and waiting to scream, Xiao Li drew out a pen, broke the scarecrow's right arm and left leg, and cut it off. It was firmly nailed to the table.

Ghost: "..."

The remaining reincarnations: "..."

——Why do they suddenly feel that this ghost is a vulnerable group?

Xiao Li faintly felt that he should now smile evilly or threaten him with a big laugh, but neither of these were in line with his personality, so he just withdrew his pen and asked coldly: "You are from the Soul Gathering Village. ?"

The ghost possessed on the scarecrow nodded hard.

"Have you killed a person in your village before?" Xiao Li reignited the oil lamp, "tell me in detail."

The ghost was silent for a while, and then said: "Yes, since I am dead, there is nothing to say. Although our soul gathering village has been gathering souls for outsiders in the village, helping them to communicate between the Yin and Yang worlds, gathering the souls of the dead to replace them. The family members asked them questions, but they have always kept their feet safe and have never done anything against the ancestral precepts."

When Xiao Li heard the beginning, he felt that this ghost would tell a very long story. He got up and opened the cabinet of the village chief’s house, brought out a bowl of fried peanuts from it, and put it in his mouth: "Why stop? ?keep going."

The scarecrow's grimace closed his eyes, and Tao Fei on the side felt humiliation and despair from that grimace for some reason-the grimace can bend and stretch, and it adjusts the mood, and then said: "In the beginning, we just found the time when the soul gathers. , Those souls would dissipate automatically and could not be solidified. Later, things got worse and it became very difficult to gather souls. Even the souls of people who had just died were very thin. We realized that something was wrong with the village."

"We have been investigating with the village chief, and we finally found out that she is a descendant of an outsider and someone in our village. She hates the custom of the soul gathering village. He painted the soul exorcism circle in the ancestral hall of our village. I found a black cat. The black cat is a psychic, a first-class exorcism spirit. Through these two things, she drove away the spirits in the village and cut off our source of income. We went to her house after we found out Looking for her, but she refused to forgive, and finally committed suicide to curse us all, saying that she would come back."

Xiao Li handed the bowl of peanuts to Tao Fei and lowered his head to look at the scarecrow: "That's it?"

The grimace nodded: "I am like this, why do I lie to you?"

"The story is good," Xiao Li mentioned the pile of straw, "but I don't believe you."

He opened the scarecrow with his fingers, leaned close to the oil lamp, lit it, and watched the pale grimace struggling in the flames. In the end, it became clear: "You dare to treat me like this—"

It didn't even say a word, and was burned to ashes by Xiao Li's intensified efforts.

Zhu Yiting hesitated for a while: "Why don't you believe him? What he said should be..."

Xiao Li interrupted him: "Half truth, half false, the highest level of lies, he lied in the details."

The black-haired boy took out the last bit of straw and tied a small and exquisite scarecrow, folded a straw into four sections, and made the hands and feet of the scarecrow. Then he recited the soul gathering curse again, only this time, Xiao Li added a description to the last sentence: "Those who have been reluctant to leave, those who have been remembered."

This time, the qualified souls came very slowly.

However, Xiao Li patiently waited for it to condense little by little. It was a soul that was about to shatter, and its arrival did not cause even a bit of wind.

It condensed on the straw and opened its eyes: "Here...who am I...?"

The voice was as soft as babbling, Xiao Li let out his voice softly: "Do you remember the past?"

"I...no..." The grimace was still chaotic at first, and Xiao Li's words could not be heard. It was dissipating little by little, and at the end it returned to light and shouted, "Save it, you save it-- Please! It's still small—"

The grimace hadn't completely dissipated, and there was a cat cry outside the house: "Meow."

A black cat with a pure black body was sitting outside the window, looking at them. The round cat eyes were like a pair of gems, reflecting light in the dark night.

At the moment that meow sounded, the grimace was dispersed.

The little black cat's hair was upside down, and it bared its teeth towards the reincarnations in the house, and lightly jumped out.

Xiao Li grabbed the door almost immediately. He grabbed the umbrella at the door and chased the little black cat in the rain.

At the same time that Xiao Li held the soul gathering ceremony in the soul gathering village, somewhere unknown.

A man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were very special, it seemed that countless points of light were condensed, beyond the dimension of reality.

He looked down, and there was a lake under his feet.

The man didn't know what he saw, he was a little moved, but for some reason he stopped moving, and he sat back again.

He made an exception and appeared in places where he shouldn't have appeared more than once.

So now, he can only continue to endure, continue to look at the person he loves from a distance.