I Wasn’t Born Lucky

When Park Soo-jin saw the middle-aged woman’s mouth, she almost took a step back. Fortunately, she was still brave and reluctantly looked away. In order to conceal her reaction, she lowered her head and used her mobile phone to translate a sentence before passing it. To middle-aged women: [Is it possible?

The middle-aged woman looked numb, she nodded, then picked up a jar of wine on the front desk, held it to her chest, raised the curtain, and walked into the backyard again.

Park Xiujin withdrew his gaze looking at her back, turned around and went to the other reincarnations, took out a pen and wrote in English on his task book: [She agreed.

[But when we were talking, I noticed that her mouth... does not seem to have a tongue.

While writing this line of words, Park Soo-jin stretched out her tongue and licked her lips with lingering fear, and ate some lipstick.

Shimizu picked up his pen. For them who are reincarnated, the carrying of pens has become a daily routine due to the existence of the task book. He also turned a blank page and wrote: [Since she promised us that we can live, we will Living here, you can slowly inquire about the news of the town.

Lance glanced at Park Xiujin, lowered his head and wrote a line of words, his handwriting is very beautiful, in the kind of elegant swash English: [Without a tongue, will it be related to the person in the opening CG?Whoever speaks, will be...take away his tongue?

Shimizu: [It is very possible, but she is still alive, the price of breaking the taboo is not fatal?

They gathered around a round table in the hotel lobby to discuss, the table was covered with white paper full of handwriting.

Tai did not participate in their discussion. The taciturn Thai stood at the door and looked outside the hotel.

Xiao Li stood opposite him, two figures like two door gods, one on the left and the other on the right.

Tai can't be considered handsome, but he has sharp edges and corners. He raised his head and glanced at Xiao Li who was on the side. Without any movement, his pupils suddenly shrank and condensed on a house diagonally across from the hotel——

The wooden door over there opened a gap, and a figure was peeping at them secretly. Seeing Tai looking over, he closed the door hurriedly.

Tai turned his head and glanced behind Quiet, he took out the pen and walked to the house.

Xiao Li leaned against the door and looked at Tai's back for a while, his black eyes gleaming in the sunlight.He wanted to let the sea breeze blow for a while, but finally followed.

The wooden door is very old, it is made of wooden boards with gaps in the middle, and there are barbs on it.

Tai tore off a page, wrote a sentence, and stuffed it into the crack of the door.

The figure inside moved, "he" or "she" picked up the piece of paper, and then there was a moment of silence behind the door when another piece of paper was stuffed back.

Tai picked it up and looked at it. There was a large paragraph on it. Due to the rush of writing, the handwriting was very scribbled: [Don't come to me, I just want to tell you not to stay in that hotel, because the boss over there is already dead!

[The boss over there, her husband died early, was a widow, and depended on her daughter.Three years ago, her daughter passed away unexpectedly because of something. She was too sad when she organized the funeral. She left within a few days, and the hotel became vacant.Everyone in the town knows about this. Only outsiders who come to town will see her moving in the hotel.

[If you don’t believe me, you can take a look, the hotel hasn’t been cleaned at all in recent years, it’s dying dirty.

Xiao Li looked at the note from the side, frowned slightly, and saw half of his face through the gap in the wooden door.

It belonged to an old man, his face was full of age spots, the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were deep, and his eyes were muddled.

Xiao Li pressed his hand on the door and pushed it hard. The door didn't move at all. The face at the door was frightened and turned and walked into the room.

Outside the wooden door, Tai was silent for a moment at the note full of Chinese. In the spirit of helping others, Xiao Li took him back to the hotel and translated it.

Looking at the latest information, Shimizu and others couldn't help shaking their hands even if it was him.

Piao Xiujin wrote a sentence in his notebook: [There is an old saying in China, I would rather believe it if you have it than you can’t believe it.

Lance asked back: [Where do we live?

[Try it at someone's house...]

[Can't make a sound, how can others get in as long as the door is locked?

Shimizu frowned, worrying about the next residence, suddenly felt someone behind him-he immediately turned around and found that it was the hotel owner!

The boss walked like a cat, silently, and the few reincarnations present turned their backs to the backyard, but they didn't even find her.

The hotel owner stared at the note with weird eyes, Qing Shui's eyes were quick, grabbed the note in his hand, and smiled awkwardly at the boss.

The boss ignored him, she walked to the front desk, took out a pen from under the table, and wrote a paragraph, then threw the note lightly to Shimizu, and walked back to the backyard.

Shimizu unfolded and saw that there was also a long paragraph above:

[Have you met the old man?

[Oh, that's good, it shows that you are predestined with him, after all, he has been dead for three years.

Shimizu's Chinese is not bad. Japan and China are similar. He once studied in college. When he read here, he broke out in cold sweat.

[Did he persuade you to move away?I don't stop it. You move if you want to. It's your own business whether you are stupid enough to live in his house, and I can't control it.It's just that I'm also a mother, and in the spirit of being a parent, I would discourage you.

[The old man did not marry a wife for life. Three years ago, he fell down at home and died without help. The funeral was organized by neighbors in the neighborhood.But the scary thing is that when outsiders come over, he often says that we are all ghosts, which is really funny.

Two people, two versions.

This is simply...thinking about it.

Shimizu translated the note and placed it in the middle of the table.

Xiao Li was a little interested. He stood at the edge, looked up at the backyard, touched his stomach, and walked out of the hotel entrance.

His footsteps were also light, almost no one noticed, except for the AK47, but he did not say anything.

Shimizu wrote: [What do you think, who do you believe?

[This reminds me of a story I have read,] Park Soo-jin held the pen tightly, [It is about a couple who joined a mountaineering team to explore the snowy mountains and encountered an avalanche in the middle.The girl and the others were separated, she found a cave to rest.The members of the climbing team found her and said that her boyfriend had been killed, and they were the only ones left, and asked her to go with them.The girl just wanted to leave, but her boyfriend appeared on the other side and told her loudly that the other climbers were dead, and he was the only one left, so that the girl should run away.

Lance unbuttoned his shirt and pulled out a cross necklace from his neck. He clenched the cross, felt for a while, and shrugged and shook his head.

This Asian spirit is the type of copy he hates most. He didn't sense the breath of the devil.

[...Vote to decide.Shimizu wrote on the paper two choices of "believe in the elderly" and "believe in the boss".

No one has voted yet.

The tip of Shimizu's pen was dotted under the former, and ink was dropped on the latter.

Time passed by, and after some time passed, Shimizu made a tick under the latter.

He had just finished his example, and he stretched out a hand from the side. Xiao Li took the pen in his hand and wrote the third option beside the two options: "I don't believe it at all."

Qing Shui was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at Xiao Li. This look made Qing Shui even more shocked.

The black-haired boy in front of him not only held a pen, but also grabbed a peach that he didn't know where he got from in his other hand. Xiao Li raised the peach in his hand at him as a sign of friendship.

Shimizu: [... Sherlock, what are you?

Xiao Li took a peach in his left hand, and quickly wrote in his right: [I just went shopping.

Shimizu:???

Stole a peach?!

Xiao Li wrote: [Peaches are just a gift for the house, if you want it, there are also there.

Qing Shui was really taken aback this time. Before he continued to write, Xiao Li had already continued: [Do you want to ask how I knew?Quite simply, your eyes betray your doubts.

Shimizu: [………………]

In the time when Shimizu crashed, Lance took over his burden.

[Sherlock, you just said... the house?

[There is an ancient house in the south. I found it when I was looking for food. It was unoccupied and abandoned. We can live there.Xiao Li nodded.

Park Soo-jin showed a complicated look. She rolled up her hair with her hands and straightened her beautiful ponytail: [...really?

She couldn't imagine that someone went out and brought back such a large amount of information?!

Xiao Li made a gesture of "please go and see": [Go out, turn right, go straight, turn left, and see a peach tree, beside the peach tree is the house.

Qing Shui swallowed, and finally felt his own throat. He asked under Xiao Li's words: "How did you... find out?

[Want to be honest?Xiao Li took a bite of a peach, [I met a man who stood outside the wall of the house and picked peaches from the fruit tree inside. He took a basket of peaches back to him.I wanted to ask him to buy something to eat, but he didn't open the door, so I stuffed a note and asked him.

[He gave it to you?

[No, I said I spent money to buy it, he let me go, and wrote a piece of paper "Outsiders go to die", I kindly said that I would set the phone to set a timer and throw it into his yard. He opened the door and gave me peach, and by the way, he wrote a small note and answered that my house was empty and no one lived.

Samsaras: …………

Don't ask, to ask is to control violence with violence, simple and rude.

Shimizu showed a complicated look.

[Then I went there for a stroll, and it was really empty.

Shimizu: [Shall we... go and see?

There was no objection, they stood up and walked out of the hotel carefully without touching the table, chair or bench.

Xiao Li walked the slowest, he was going to eat this peach before going-he ate it very quietly, his lips were wet with peach juice, and it looked very tender.

The little yellow book he put on the table quaked slightly: [What are you thinking?

Xiao Li licked the peach juice on his lips, but he was leisurely: [How can I really let it go.

Xiao Huang Ben: [Do you know what I was thinking when I was empty?

Xiao Li took another bite of the peach and didn't say anything.

Xiao Huangben said: [Think about the person I like.

[His hair and eyes are dark, like a starry sky, but they feel soft.I don't usually like black so much, but it's different on him.

[His nose is very tall. I wanted to take a bite on the tip of his nose several times, but I was afraid of breaking it.There are also lips. His lips are very nice and suitable for kissing.

Xiao Huangben's words have a subtle meaning: [especially when it is wet.

The author has something to say: Xiao Li: I shouldn't eat that peach, next time I have a dry one (.