I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The sudden appearance of grimace in the ancient house, coupled with the heavy rain outside and the dim oil lamp, are all classic plots in horror movies.

Rao Lance, as a senior reincarnation, couldn't help feeling his heart tremble for a few beats.

Especially when the face outside the window seemed to be aware of his gaze, and turned the eyes that had originally been staring at Park Xiu Jin to Lance, he couldn't help drawing a cross in his heart.

But the ghost has no intention to come in yet.

Lance swallowed, and while looking at that face, he shook up the sleeping teammates one by one.

At this time, no one would still have such a thing as getting up, not to mention that other people were just taking a nap in their clothes. As soon as Lance moved a little, the others opened their eyes.

Lance made a silent gesture at them, and pointed at the window with sweat on his forehead.

Shimizu got up from the bedding on the ground. In such a scene, his breath was a little flustered, and he subconsciously moved away from the window.

Xiao Li didn't pay much attention to that face. Since he was awakened, he had been staring at Park Xiujin. The other party naturally woke up too, his pupils tightened, only looking at the face outside the window directly opposite.

The face outside the window is getting closer and closer to the window. It has completely squeezed its face on the glass, and its facial features have been deformed. The corners of its mouth have been staring at Park Xiujin with a smile.

[Let’s go out and leave this room!Shimizu used the oil lamp on the table to write in his task book.

AK47 and Tae, the two most powerful reincarnations, came to Park Soo-gum one after another, and separated the opponent and the actor's eyes from each other with their own bodies. They moved cleanly to loosen the rope that binds Park Soo-gum and the bedpost. Tied the hands of the female reincarnation behind her back, and moved her to the door with half a drag and a hug.

Fortunately, Park Soo-jin was also obedient, except for her sight being controlled by the actor and ghost, she looked sad and didn't take any other actions.

This actor ghost is also very strange. It has been lying outside the window without any movement or intention to come in. It seems that it is not in a hurry to take Piao Xiujin's face, but like a cat catching a mouse, allowing the reincarnations to escape...

Wait, run away--

Xiao Li was sitting on the bed where Park Xiujin had just been sitting on, facing the actor ghost outside the window, staring at him.

The actor ghost peeping at them in the middle of the night with such a lot of effort is definitely not just to satisfy its voyeuristic desire, but deliberately scared.

It knows that the reincarnations will find it and avoid it, so that it can always chase these people, like hunters encircling and suppress their prey, and drive them to a certain place. The high probability is the street where Park Xiu Jin died in the prediction. The hunting desire is satisfied, and then he hunts down Park Xiu Jin.

At this moment, the actor ghost outside the window looks a little different from the daytime...

Xiao Li sat up from the bed and walked to the window. Then he picked up the pen and wrote a sentence in his yellow notebook: "Rang, I am about to open the window.

This window opens outwards. If the actor keeps his face on the window, it will be hit by the window when Xiao Li opens the window.

The actor ghost was taken aback, it had not experienced the fear of the coffin ghost, its face no longer stuck so close, but slightly tilted towards the outside.

Xiao Li opened the window directly, and the raindrops from the outside mixed with moisture relentlessly hit the still-warm room, covering the sky.

The oil lamp on the table made a small "puff" and was blown out by the wind, and the whole room fell into darkness again, only the sparse moonlight from the outside could illuminate it.

The steam wet Xiao Li's hair, but he didn't care about it anymore, but stared straight at the actor.

Qingshui who stood at the door ready to come in and told Xiao Li to transfer his position as soon as possible: "..."

-Is Sherlock going to start again?

He didn't dare to go up and interrupt the other party rashly, and didn't want to leave directly, and finally stood at the door and peered carefully into the room.

At this time, the obstruction of the window was removed, and the face of the actor ghost looked even more weird.

His black hair was moist, covering most of his face, his eyes were long and narrow, and the ends of his eyes were covered with pink rouge, reminiscent of the peach tree in the backyard of an ancient house.

This alone is actually quite good, at most a fascinating ghost, but the bottom half of the actor's face does not match the top half, full of rotten flesh.

The actor ghost and Xiao Li looked at each other for about ten seconds, and he rolled up his sleeves and covered the lower half of his face.

With her graceful figure and gorgeous costumes, if she really stands on the stage, she must be a generation of singers.

It's just that the actor ghost hasn't spoken to sing, nor made any sound, and when you look carefully, its expression is all the same, frozen for a certain moment.

Xiao Li looked left and right, up and down several times, only to figure out the difference between the other party and the daytime--its body became transparent again, not as pale as the day, but almost translucent.

Xiao Li lowered his head, took out the small yellow book, turned to a blank page, wrote a line, and held it up again to show the actor ghost: [Do you know how to sing?

The actor ghost may have never met someone who asked him such a question, and for a while, he was shocked.

Xiao Li: [If you can sing, just sing it for a while?

The actor ghost's sleeves trembled. It turned around in a circle, but did not speak.

silence.

Does it have to abide by this rule, or is it—

Halfway through Xiao Li's thoughts, there was a commotion at the door when the two of them were "looking at each other affectionately".

AK47 and Tae originally carried Park Soo Jin out and put them in the corner of the corridor.

After losing the gaze of the actor and ghost, Park Soo-jin originally lowered her head and stayed in place. In addition, her hands were tied. There was no threat. AK47 did not put too much energy on her, but Pay attention to the ghosts in the room and outside the window.

However, just now, the rope that had been binding Park Xiujin suddenly fell off by itself, and she started to want to run outside.

AK47 subconsciously grabbed her. He worked out all year round and learned various martial arts. His strength should be difficult for Park Xiujin to resist.

But the problem lies here. Park Xiujin somehow became powerful. It was AK47 and Tai, and it took a lot of effort to subdue her.But just when he tied the rope to each other again, AK47 was kicked by Park Xiujin, hitting the ankle, his bottom plate was unstable, and the whole person was about to fall down the stairs, and he was about to regain the footsteps of Park Xiujin——

AK47's complexion changed. At this critical moment, he put his fingers in front of the stairs in time, and forced his waist to twist his momentum, preventing himself from making a sound.

But at this moment, the pistol he had been wearing fell out of the bag, and it happened simultaneously with his standing. It did not leave any chance of salvation for the AK47. It slammed on the ground with a sound.

The sound was quickly covered by the rain from the outside, but only the reincarnations present heard the crisp sound, which means...AK47 also violated the taboo, and he was the second to die in the prophecy. people.

Qing Shui's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately realized that he had made an inertial mistake of thinking-he believed that before the death of the first person, Park Soo Jin, there would be no other people in the order that died.

But dying is two different things from breaking a taboo.

Between these two things, there will be a buffer period.

Ghosts can completely make them violate taboos one by one, and then die one by one in order...

AK47 stood in place, his muscles tensed, his expression could not be seen clearly.

Tai, who was standing with him, comforted: [There is hope.

In the room, the actor ghost deepened his smile-he leaned closer and looked at Xiao Li, raised his sleeves, and the embroidered pattern on the sleeves caught Xiao Li's eyes.

Xiao Li retracted his gaze to look outside the room, and he continued to write a line on his yellow notebook: "Can't sing?Then I will teach you well.

Opera ghost:???

——What... teach it?

Xiao Li coughed. He recalled for a moment the song that the Chu people sang in "The Old Corpse of the Mountain Village" in his childhood memory, and he really sang: "Lang is in joy, and when his concubine is in the heart of his heart, he will feel wronged. Meeting is not easy to separate."

His singing is not loud, but it is still deafening in other people's ears.

Shimizu was stunned: "............"

——Wait, Sherlock, you have violated a taboo!!

——Secondly, why do you teach an actor to sing?And Sherlock, your singing is not good, and there is still a little out of tune, you know, even the tune becomes a little star!

Xiao Li didn't know, he actually didn't remember the melody of this song very much. He relied on his own to compile it, so that it was out of tune at all, and the transfer was comparable to the scene of a car accident.

"—Is the old love no longer a place to live, and wondering if there is a mother, no father, an orphan, guess the king." Xiao Li finished a short sing in a funny way, shaking his head slightly, seemingly still Quite contentedly asked, "Have you learned it?"

Opera ghost: "..."

Who wants to learn this kind of drama?

The actor and ghost did not speak, and the reincarnation was dull.

Xiao Li tilted his head to look at Qing Shui who was standing at the door, and said, "Do you know the easiest way to break the prophecy?"

Shimizu shook his head.

Xiao Li continued: "It's disrupting the order."

"Just look for the person who is in the lower order of death, let him take the initiative to violate the taboo, then you can disrupt the order."

"According to the truth, I should be the last to violate the taboo, but now I am the third person, I don't know what Li Gui will do next." Xiao Li's voice is the only sound source in this ancient house at this moment. He didn't panic, instead he rewinded a bit of interest and expectation in his tone.

Shimizu lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and typed a line on it: [But this is the case—]

Xiao Li interrupted him: "I dare to do this because I already know it."

what do you know?

"The truth here." Xiao Li said, "Otherwise, I usually follow the rules."

The author has something to say: Xiao Li: I am going to lose my voice.

Xiao Huangben: Deprivation, what demise?