I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The arrival of the day has not cleared the haze of last night. When everyone gathers downstairs in the hall, there are heavy dark circles under their eyelids. Obviously no one can sleep well in this environment.

What's more, the weather doesn't know what's wrong. It's just like the evil spirits, and it's drizzling since the morning.

The rain in Lingxi Mountain is different from the torrential rain that comes and goes hurriedly. It is densely packed like a continuous needle and thread. From the window of the hotel, it looks like a green map of the south of the Yangtze River, with mist and rain everywhere.

Mr. Hu stayed up almost all night. He brought other people from the company to the hotel lobby early in the morning, trying to find the hotel owner to ask him how to get out, but he just got out of the room and was surprised when he saw the corpse.

The corpse that was on the ground originally seemed to have been dragged, and the blood splashed from the back of the head caused a long trace on the ground.

President Hu was still in shock, and someone stood behind him and said:

"Someone moved this corpse?"

When Mr. Hu turned his head, he happened to collide with Jiang Linwen's sight.

The other person’s eyes were full of defensiveness, and Mr. Hu who looked at him was jealous. He stammered: "I don’t know, I saw this as soon as I came out. Isn’t this someone who has to ask you?"

Mr. Hu asked himself and the employees for the first time to run into a ghost, and he was afraid to die. How could he have the courage to move the body while there was no one in the middle of the night.

Jiang Linwen didn't speak anymore. Now there are quite big differences among the reincarnations. Except for the team members who have known him a long time ago, almost no one is holding a group, let alone asking about this kind of thing-they will not say it if they ask.

He used to be a "big brother" in the team, and he was accustomed to leading the reincarnation. When he meets this copy, he will have a lot of clues in his heart. If there is suffering, I can't tell. Everyone has problems, even Mr. Hu and Lin. If no one can escape doubt.

President Hu: "Would you like to call those people out and ask?"

He didn't believe in the haunting theory before, but after the strange laughter and bloody handprints came out yesterday, he believed it for seven minutes, and now he only feels scared-who would usually go to the hall without sleeping at night to move the body?

Jiang Linwen: "...Also."

It is daytime. According to the prompts of the mission, the evil spirits will only carry out the next killing at night, so he did not refuse, and went knocking on the door of reincarnation with Mr. Hu and others.

Even if there were uncooperative objects, as the number of other people increased, they chose to go downstairs.

But the others all answered uniformly that they had never come down to move the corpse:

"What do I do with that stuff?"

Jiang Linwen: "Then those of you who live close to the stairs, did you hear someone coming downstairs in the middle of the night?"

"No, nothing happened," said the bald man who lived on the stairs closest to the first floor. "I barely dared to sleep last night, so I listened to the sound and heard nothing."

"Wei Ning, think about it more carefully?" Hu asked.

Wei Ning, a bald man, said: "Really no, can you still believe my memory, President Hu?"

Judging from Wei Ning's expression, his answer did not seem to be false.

Who will move the corpse?

Is it the hotel owner...?He hasn't appeared since last night until now, and the reincarnations have searched the hotel but they have not found him and the chef.

Xiao Li squatted down beside the corpse, took one of its hands, put it back, and suddenly said, "It wasn't anyone else who moved it."

Jiang Linwen, who had been observing him, immediately asked, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Li stood up straight: "Looking at the blood stain, if it is dragged, it should be a scratch, but now there are intervals between the blood stains on the ground, deep and shallow, and it looks more like he was crawling by himself."

Mr. Hu said in astonishment: "But he is dead. Didn't he die last night?"

"Impossible," said a dark-skinned reincarnation. "I checked it, and I died long ago."

Jiang Linwen looked at the mottled blood on the ground.

If it is like what Xiao Li said, then the answer is only...

In the middle of the night when they both left, the corpse killed by the evil spirit moved on its own.

Now it is close to the stairs, if it continues, maybe it is to walk up the stairs by itself...

Jiang Linwen clenched his fists because of his associations. He turned to the reincarnations: "I can't find the hotel owner now. Let's put the body in a place first. Who will come with me?"

Ye Zeqing went out, and together with Jiang Linwen, they locked the body in a storage room behind the hotel.

As he closed the door of the storage room tightly, he raised his head and glanced at the outside sky. Even during the day, it was still such a gray and cloudy sky, which gave people a bad feeling.

The hotel became more and more weird as time went by. They had to speed up the time to find the incarnation of the evil spirit, but now they had no clue, only one walking on tiptoe.

The person who usually walks like this should be a girl, lightly like a cat, without causing any movement.

Now the women in the hotel are serious suspects...

And what does the closing eyes in the task prompt mean?He was lying in bed last night thinking with his eyes closed, but he still couldn't think of any clues.

Jiang Linwen sighed deeply.

On the other side, Xiao Li stood at the gate of the hotel. He held up the purple umbrella and walked into the rain.

When he took the first step, Ye Zeqing happened to come back from the storage room where the corpse was stored, and when he saw it, he took three steps and made one step to follow.

Needless to say, Zheng Yi had already followed him quite consciously.

Xiao Li glanced at them and didn't stop them.

The umbrella held by Zheng Yi and the others was one drawn from under the drawer of the hotel's front desk. Unlike the quaint purple umbrella painting style, it was two fancy little umbrellas.

The rain on the horizon in the distance formed a line, dyeing the green of the mountains.

Zheng Yi: "What are you doing out?"

Xiao Li: "Do side tasks."

"There is a side mission? What mission?"

Xiao Li shook the Eternal Soul Umbrella in his hand: "The lottery draws have a seal on it, which can be lifted in this world."

Zheng Yi: "I rely on, this kind of thing is generally a magical tool, why didn't you use it?"

Ye Zeqing also sighed: "The bread in my lottery is generally uneatable bread, and the best one is a one-time life-saving item. What is your luck?"

In fact, Zheng Yi really wanted to answer Ye Zeqing's sentence, "This is what Mo Chuan will end up with. Who made Sherlock the King of Europe?", but he didn't want to embarrass Xiao Li face to face, so he resisted it.

Xiao Li paused and answered Zheng Yi's question: "...Used, you haven't seen it."

Zheng Yi asked curiously: "What function does this umbrella have?"

He has already made up for many uses of umbrellas, such as the ability to shoot bullets from the umbrella head together, or the fact that the reality can isolate an absolute field.

Xiao Li glanced at him, seeming to be wondering his question: "Shield the rain."

Zheng Yi: "………………"

Nothing wrong.

This umbrella only had the function of sheltering the rain in Xiao Li's hands.

……Maybe the little black cat can still cover the shower head?

In short, it is a very back-to-basics usage.

Zheng Yi clutched his arms, and the side was completely wet by the drizzle. He said, "Then where do we go to unlock it?"

Xiao Li: "Dongfang, I don't know where exactly, there should be a reminder when it arrives."

He thought for a while, and added: "The weather is bad, you can go back first. I didn't arrive in a quarter of an hour last night. It should be quite far away."

They bypassed the big rocks in front, stepped on the dirt, and headed east.

Zheng Yi shook his head abruptly: "I don't want to stay in that hotel anymore. It gives me a very depressive feeling. Although it's not too bad outside, it's better to follow you."

The important thing is to feel safe.

The group of them continued to walk forward. When passing a large forest, Zheng Yi suddenly stopped. He pointed to the depths of the forest in front of him: "Have you seen how many figures are in front of you?"

The branches of the big tree in front penetrated deeply into the soil, and several black shadows walked into the depths like ghosts, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Yi thought it was his own illusion, but he immediately heard Xiao Li also say: "It's the two people living on the third floor."

The name is unknown.

Ye Zeqing: "What are they doing here?"

Xiao Li: "Maybe come out and let the wind go."

In normal times, maybe Xiao Li will follow up and have a look, but now because of some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he is going to complete his side task first.

After about half an hour, out of the woods, they saw a village.

The small village surrounded by wooden fences is full of wild grasses, which are as tall as half a person.

Xiao Li immediately thought of Lingxi Village, the dead village that Lin Ruo said, but the weeds in the village before him were lush, but the village was peaceful, not uninhabited.

At this moment, Xiaohuang Ben shook a bit: [Secondary task: complete what she wants, and you can get what you want.

she was……?

Xiao Li put Xiao Huang Ben back and walked into the village under the umbrella.

As soon as he walked in, he realized that something was wrong—because there were obvious signs of activity, and there were still a lot of people.

But after Xiao Li saw the faces of the people in this village, he secretly corrected his statement because--

The villagers put a towel on their shoulders, holding umbrellas and looking at the crops; the peasant women stand under the eaves, holding their rice bowls and looking at the strangers, which are invisible from standing outside the village.

What's even more frightening is that the meat on the villagers' faces is drooping in the air, dripping with pus, while the peasant women have their chests hollowed out, and some are completely skeletons.

One**?

Xiao Li held the umbrella and looked at each other unchanged.

Ye Zeqing said, "Huh?" He whispered suspiciously, "The people here look normal, but there is a lot of ghosts on them. They shouldn't be alive."

Xiao Li slowed down: "...The'them' you see are normal people?"

Ye Zeqing: "Yes, ordinary people, what do you see is different from us?"

Xiao Li: "It should be because of the umbrella. I saw them as they were after death."

Ye Zeqing looked at the villagers around in horror, so many ghosts...

He looked at Xiao Li's calm look again, and couldn't help sighing at the strength of the other party's psychological quality. It was indeed Moriarty Gahrkley!

Double beef fork.

Xiao Li walked into the village and analyzed as he walked: "Well, it seems that most of the people in this village were eaten by...? Most of them are only a skeleton left, wow, this house is so miserable and eaten up. ."

Ye Zeqing: "..."

Cause discomfort.

Xiao Li turned to a farmhouse, and across the door, there was an old lady with gray hair and a still head grabbing Xiao Li's wrist: "Jinjin, how do you stand with outsiders? Let your husband see. When it comes, isn't it going to be beaten again?"

Xiao Li:???

Husband?

At this moment, he felt the little Huang Ben in his pocket shook. He put one hand in his pocket blindly and looked at the old lady: "Jinjin...?"

One eyeball of the old lady fell off. She didn't see Xiao Li's abnormality, and continued to him: "Go back, come, I have half a bun here, you are hungry, look at you thin. Hey, I think you are also pitiful, why did you find this family?"

Xiao Li shook her wrist back: "Wait, this old woman, who is'I'?"

Old lady: "Tin Jin?"

Xiao Li put his hand down: "Sorry, I—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a man walked aggressively from a farmhouse on the right. He looked the most ferocious and the most complete among this group of people, but his tongue was very long and stretched out. Like a hanged ghost.

The strange man grabbed Xiao Li and said impatiently: "I'll just say where you have been, why don't you cook? I tell you if you don't cook anymore, don't eat at night!"

Xiao Li shook off his hand calmly, calling him tentatively: "...old..."

——He couldn't say the word "gong" anyway.

Xiao Huangben turns on the vibration mode.

The man frowned with a disgusting look. He didn't look at Xiao Li, but instead looked at Ye Zeqing and the others. He sneered and said, "These are your friends from the city? All are little white faces, I pooh. ."

Zheng Yi: "..."

Ye Zeqing: "..."

Xiao Li made a gesture at them, and a few guesses floated in his heart, and followed the other party's words and said, "Yes, they are my friends."

The man didn't give any face, and rolled his eyes and said, "Let them go quickly, what kind of friends can you find to see you? Do you regret that you got married? Xu Jin, I tell you, you marry me voluntarily, so don't come back soon. Fan, want to starve us to death?"

Xiao Li: "..."

Just want to beat people.

The man walked back to the brick house and shouted at Xiao Li from a distance: "Hurry up!"

The old lady behind her sighed: "You have committed sins, Jinjin, you should do as he said, so you can be beaten less."

She returned to the house on crutches.

Zheng Yi pointed to the room: "What's the situation?"

"This umbrella triggered the side story." Xiao Li tried to guess, "The owner of the umbrella should be Jinjin. I hold the umbrella, and they think of me as Jinjin. They don't know they are dead..."

Then he muttered to himself: "Eternal Soul Umbrella, does it mean that the souls of the villagers are always trapped here?"

Zheng Yi: "Judging from the conversation just now, I've been very unhappy."

It's not just unhappy, it has no status, like a cooking machine.

According to the information disclosed by Xu Jin’s husband, Xu Jin should be a girl from the city. She is from a good family. I don’t know why she was blinded by love. She married this man. After he married, she was in a low status, not only cooking, washing clothes and waiting for him. , Have to endure his ridicule.

If this is the case, then as the owner of the Eternal Soul Umbrella, what did Xu Jin want to do to show him this scene?

Revenge for her?

Xiao Li: "You wait here for a while, I'll go in and have a look."

He walked into Xu Jin's house and found that it was a rather rudimentary farm house with brick furniture and only a layer of straw on the bed, nothing.

In stark contrast to this bedroom is another house, with a thick quilt on the kang, which looks like husband Xu Jin lives.

When Xiao Li came in, the man was sitting on a wicker chair with his feet upright: "Aren't you going to cook?"

Xiao Li was holding an umbrella even in the house. He looked at each other condescendingly, and said slowly, "I think it's better for you to cook."

The man's movements suddenly stopped, as if pressing the pause button, his face showed an incredible look: "What did you say?"

Xiao Li repeated it blankly: "If you want to eat, do it yourself."

It took five full seconds for the man to react, and he jumped up directly from the chair: "Xu Jin, what the hell are you talking about?! I know, your daughter, your daughter, can't stand the hardship, right? You still made a promise at the beginning. The ground said to me, only love me, will serve me forever, but you can't stand it now?!"

Xiao Li stood in place: "...How did I tell you back then?"

The man sneered and said, "Isn’t it just what, “I love you, I want to take care of you forever, no matter what your house is like, I’d like to come.” Now you want to go back? There are two men at the door, why don’t you Follow them?"

Xiao Li said in a low voice, "...I don't know why Xu Jin would like a person like you."

Man: "What did you say?!"

He obviously heard it, but couldn't understand the meaning of Xiao Li's words. He only felt that Xu Jin was insulting him.

So he rolled up his sleeves, rolled up the rolling pin on the side, and hit Xiao Li.

Xiao Li didn't move, and the doll's hair stretched out indefinitely, spreading along his pocket, tying him firmly, and blocking his mouth by the way.

The rolling pin "clicked" and fell to the ground.

The man was tied to the spot, his eyes revealed unspeakable horror: "Hmm?!"

The doll crawled out and turned into a girl wearing a thick coat. Her godless pupils stared at the other side, tightening the man tighter.

The man struggled violently, but this behavior caused the hair to become more tightly entangled in his flesh.

Xiao Li picked up the rolling pin on the ground, weighed it in his hand, and struck the man with some strength.

He didn't use much force either. The stick hit her husband Xu Jin's arm. Just after the first hit, the scene in front of Xiao Li changed like a ripple.

…………

The next second, the inside of the brick house changed.

Xu Jin's husband was still Xu Jin. He was standing on the edge of the table with a broken bowl on the ground.

"You keep saying that you love me, but the result? You can't even cook a dish. Are you still a woman?" The man spit out.

Now Xiao Li has a guess about this line task—is he going to make up for Xu Jin's choice?

He didn't directly counterattack this time. He kept holding the umbrella in his hand and stepped back to avoid the opponent's saliva.

The man vented his emotions: "I want to ask me for money to buy a mirror. What kind of mirror do you want? I thought your family was so rich. In the end, your parents broke off the relationship with you. You can't get a penny. Yes, someone else still has a dowry!"

Xiao Li didn't speak, until the man himself felt dry and dry, then he kicked the shattered porcelain scoldingly and went back to his room to sleep.

According to the furnishings of the bedroom, Xu Jin should be sleeping in a pile of straw.

Xiao Li turned the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and he came outside the house, looking up at the moonlight above his head.

Xiao Li said to the umbrella: "I think it's faster for you to divorce directly, why bother?"

And behind him, in Xu Jin's husband's bedroom, Zhou Ying stood by his bed.

The pale little boy bent over in the moonlight, staring at the sleeping man on the bed.

Mr. Xu Jin just slept, he only felt an itchy nose, as if something had fallen on it.

He rubbed his nose several times, to no avail. Finally, he could only hold back his sleepiness and open his eyes, trying to see if a mosquito had landed on the tip of his nose, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he suddenly followed him. A pair of gray pupils looked at each other.

It was a child. His pale face and blue lips all revealed his identity. He was not a human but a ghost.

And this ghost kid has been standing by his bedside, watching him, waiting for him to wake up!

The ghost kid turned his head and smiled at him: "Come with me... play a game?"

Husband Xu Jin: "Ah ah ah -"

He bounced like crazy, and rolled down from the end of the bed: "Go away, go away!"

Husband Xu Jin wanted to rush out of the room, but a strand of long hair hung from the roof, blocking the door firmly, blocking his escape route.

The little boy approached him: "If you lose this game, you will die."

The screams cut through the silence.

…………

Once the illusion shattered, Xiao Li returned to reality.

In reality, a loop of straw rope hangs on the suspended beam of the roof of a brick house, and a person’s neck is hung on the straw rope.

The five senses are Xu Jin's husband.

It's just that now he is no longer a living person, but has returned to the appearance he was when he died.

——This is what the whole Lingxi Village really looks like.

Just as Xiao Li looked up at him, the hanged ghost on the suspension beam suddenly rose automatically without any wind, his legs swayed back and forth regularly, and then his whole body sank down, as if he wanted to directly clamp Xiao Li's head.

There was a hint of bitterness in the hanged ghost's eyes, and it was mixed with joy because he imagined the scene of the person in front of him being picked up and killed by him——

But in the next second, Xiao Li bent down and moved flexibly to avoid the pinch of the hanged ghost's feet.

Not only that, but a figure appeared in his original seat.

It was tall and covered with a layer of black mucus. Originally, it had two heads, but because of the Bloody Mary, now only one head is left, it is the Ghoul.

And the feet of the hanged ghost caught the only remaining head of the ghoul.

Hanged Ghost: "..................???"

Wait, why does it seem that the width of the clipped object is different from what he thought——

The back ghoul flashed its pupils without eyeballs. It looked up coldly, with icy anger, grabbed the hanged ghost's feet with both hands, pulled it down fiercely, and yanked it off the suspension beam Come down.

Afterwards, the ghoul turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees and looked at Xiao Li.

Xiao Li waved at it: "The food reserve given to you, eat clean, no thanks."

Ghoul: "............"

He thought about it and didn't want to say thank you?