I Wasn’t Born Lucky

At the same time that Abel's door was kicked open, Xiao Li pushed open the door abruptly, rushing to the source of the sound.

He had been guarding the stairs for a long time, but he never heard any noise from the corridor, including the stairs, until the sound of kicking the door appeared.

The corridor was very dark and there was no light. Xiao Li patted a little yellow book, and the lamp ghost came out from it intriguingly.

It shook its body and floated in the air, illuminating the surrounding area.

When he caught up all the way, the room was empty. Only Abel's body was lying on the spot. He was full of anger. The evil spirit had no time to deal with his face, and there was a look of shock on his face.

Xiao Li glanced over the corpse, closed the door for him, and looked at the end of the corridor.

There was a darkness that was too deep to dissolve, but a shadow floated quickly from the side where he came up.

The corner of Xiao Li's eyes caught a glimpse of it, and he quickly turned his head. At this time, the back of the evil ghost incarnation had already turned halfway around the corner, and disappeared from his sight, but the lamp ghost still illuminates the leftover. The lower half of the back--

The evil spirit's hair is tall, tied up in a ponytail.

The shadow of the ponytail flickered on the wall, like a corpse hanging from a beam.

Really female...

I don't know if it is because of the angle, the shadow is not pulled high, only to the middle part of the wall.

Xiao Li pursued the place where the evil spirit had disappeared. There was a staircase, and the evil spirit was walking down.

He ran very fast, and on several occasions he almost fell down because he stepped on the empty steps, but he still couldn't catch up with the speed of the evil spirit, until he jumped down the last stairs, the hall was empty, and the fan led to the toilet The corridor door was pushed open, shaking back and forth.

Xiao Li rushed forward, and Tan Li's hair stretched out of his pocket, tangling something forward.

When he rushed through the door, he ran into a figure unexpectedly. At the same time, Tan Li also retracted his hair.

The figure was very light, and Xiao Li's untimely bump made her stagger, and even fell to the ground, and was caught by Xiao Li.

Xiao Li: "...Xiaotu?"

The little girl walked forward. When she just turned around, her face was still smiling and her lips curled up, just like Peng Yue’s original smile, but when Xiao Li asked, she put her smile away and suddenly sighed, she rubbed Looking at the shoulder he was hit, he turned his head and said, "Brother Hull."

Xiao Li raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

There is only Xiao Tu, not Yen Ziqiang.

A look of almost trance appeared on the little girl's face. She said, "I...how did I come out? Me, Brother Hull, I don't know, I don't remember..."

She covered her ears, bent down and shook her head violently.

Xiao Li put a hand on her shoulder: "Have you been to the third floor?"

The cold wind blew across the corridor, and Xiao Tu's eyes were filled with tears. She said at a loss: "No, I don't remember, it's not me, not me..."

She grabbed Xiao Li's sleeve, wiped her tears away, put her fingers in her mouth, and began to lick.

Xiao Li straightened his upper body, let go of his hand, and made a way to the hall: "Go back to the room."

Xiao Tu didn't expect that he would let herself go so easily. She blew her nose and said in amazement, "Go back?"

Xiao Li didn't speak, he leaned back against the door of the hall, turned his head toward the stairs, and motioned to the other party.

Xiao Tu still didn't move.

Xiao Li: "Do you want me to see you off?"

"No, Brother Hull." Xiao Tu shrank her neck, she looked a little scared, and whispered.

Xiao Tu rubbed her eyes, she looked at Xiao Li's shoulder hesitantly, and finally didn't say anything. She passed him by and walked towards the stairs.

The Lantern Ghost stayed on Xiao Li's shoulder. It turned around and asked quietly, "Just let her go?"

In the dark hall, the lamp ghost is the only light source.

Xiao Li's back was pressed against the hard and cold door. He turned his head and stared at the Lantern Ghost, then suddenly reached out his hand to fish it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Lamp ghost: "Wait, I can't breathe anymore, tap it, you—"

It wouldn't be so fast to unload the mill and kill the donkey, right?

Xiao Li held it down with an index finger, and then closed his eyes.

Lost vision, the other four senses became extremely sharp.

There was darkness in front of me, coming from my ears, besides the sound of falling rain isolated from the window, there was also the sound of footsteps drifting away.

It's just that when the eyes are open, it is flexible, brisk, and so light that no sound can be heard.

But once you close your eyes, the sound of footsteps becomes dull, sharp, and noisy.

The weight of that footstep does not belong to the little girl. Compared to the whiteboard shoes on her feet, the footsteps are more like leather shoes carrying the weight of an adult man.

Step, step, step.

With each fall, the heel of the leather shoe will drop a heavy syllable on the floor.

Is this why evil spirits are used to walking on tiptoes?

In this hotel, there are only two people wearing leather shoes.

Jiang Linwen, and President Hu.

When Xiao Tu passed by Xiao Li, he also briefly closed his eyes.

At that moment, what came from the little girl was a faint body odor, not heavy, but still there.

This smell should not belong to such a young girl, it is more like the body smell of an adult man.

As for Mr. Hu, due to his social and social activities all the year round, even if he does not smoke, there will always be a smell of smoke on his body, so the smell is more like...

Jiang Linwen.

The footsteps belonging to the leather shoes went farther and farther and disappeared upstairs.

In a dark hall, Xiao Li released his hand covering the lamp ghost, he opened his eyes and closed the hall door.

The next day.

Abel's death was discovered very early.

Since the two of Abel often leave the group and give others a gloomy feeling, his death did not make most people feel sad. They were just afraid that the next one would be their turn. Only Abe felt sad and it was him The corpse that was cleaned up personally.

The reincarnations gathered at the door of Abel's room, watching Abo move the body.

Xiao Tu hides behind Yen Ziqiang, but her mind is not on Abel's side, but is looking at Xiao Li with great heart.

However, when Xiao Li looked at her consciously, Xiao Tu looked away again, as if he was afraid that he would pursue his inexplicable run into the corridor last night.

Zheng Yi watched them come and go, then carefully dragged Xiao Li to ask.

Xiao Li looked at Jiang Linwen from a distance. The man was standing in the front and carefully observing Abel's body. He was thinking about something. He grabbed Zheng Yi's hand and wrote a name in the palm of the opponent's hand with his fingers.

Zheng Yi put his palms away: "...is it?"

Xiao Li: "Maybe."

Zheng Yi: "Then what are you waiting for? Don't you identify it?"

Xiao Li: "But before identifying, we can try'it' first."

Zheng Yi shuddered inexplicably when looking at his eyes.

He didn't want to ask Xiao Li how he planned to test, he just wanted to mourn for Comrade Devil——By the way, thinking about how to blow this matter to the forum, he could use exaggerated and anthropomorphic rhetoric appropriately.

This is his self-cultivation as a Sherlock fan.

Aibo in the room left with the body in his arms, preparing to lock Abel's body in the backyard as well. Although he didn't want to talk to the others, he had to put down his self-esteem at this time and follow Jiang Linwen's arrangements.

When Jiang Linwen walked over, Xiao Li stopped him: "Jiang Linwen, who do you think the evil spirit will be?"

Jiang Linwen was a little inexplicable, but he still said: "The evidence is not enough, but I prefer Peng Yue, Xiao Tu, and Yen Ziqiang, all of which are suspicious."

Xiao Li let go of him: "Okay."

Jiang Linwen wanted to ask him a few more questions, but Aibo had already gone downstairs and was calling his name. He had to give up this opportunity and went to the backyard.

In the backyard, Wei Ning and Luo Sui each occupied two rooms and added another Abel, but they couldn't find the extra lock. The remaining old door handles did not have their own locks.

Without locking the door, the corpse will be resurrected, and other people cannot take the risk.

Hu concluded and stammered: "How about we throw him down the mountain? The other two corpses can do the same, throw them down!"

"But they will be resurrected," Ye Zeqing scolded, "If they were not locked up, they would fall into mud, then climb up from the mountain, and then walk back to the hotel. At that time, we would never know when and where they would come from. Get close to us."

President Hu imagined such a scene, he nearly rolled his eyes and died on the spot.

Instead, Lin Ruo suggested: "Then burn them? Cremated the corpses, burned to ashes, and then spilled the ashes into the mountains so that they would not be resurrected."

President Hu's eyes brightened, and he strongly agreed: "Yes, yes, you can do this! Xiaolin is smart, why didn't he think of this method before?!"

At that time, the door of the house was locked. When a road can go on forever, it is easy for human beings to fall into a fixed mindset. Only when there is nowhere to go, will they often stimulate their potential.

Ye Zeqing thought for a while, but didn't find the flaw in Lin Ruo's suggestion-they have all checked the three corpses, and there is no clue on them, and the resurrected corpse will only be the minions of evil spirits...

Burning is feasible.

He glanced at Xiao Li, Xiao Li nodded at him, and Ye Zeqing said: "Then burn it, so that we are more at ease."

Jiang Linwen also thought it was OK. He said: "But be careful not to burn the house."

"I have a lighter." Mr. Hu took out a lighter from his pocket without giving it away, and Xiao Li took it over.

"It might be a little difficult to dry it. The air is very humid now. I don't know if there will be oil to support the combustion..." Lin Ruo began to search, "It's really impossible. There seems to be cooking oil in the kitchen—"

It's about everyone's life, whether it's a plot character or a reincarnation, they all acted.

Xiao Li left at this time.

Just as Lin Ruo and Ye Zeqing entered the kitchen with courage to look for cooking oil, someone suddenly howled upstairs: "Fuck, it's not good, there is a fire upstairs!"

When they heard this sound at first, the others didn't react, and the person said again: "It's upstairs! Come and put out the fire! I don't know why it is on fire! The fire is not big, it came from a certain room!"

There was black smoke and the smell of something burning from upstairs.

They still can't lose this hotel, otherwise they won't have a place to live-on this rainy day, sleeping in the forest is not an acceptable ending for them.

So before hesitated, the others fetched water and rushed upstairs with buckets.

The evil spirit is hidden among the group of people. It carefully hides its facial expressions, anxiously waiting to put out the fire, and at the same time sneers in its heart: Which human made the fire?You don't need it to act. Humans are really stupid and funny creatures.

However, when they came to the burning room, the evil spirit froze unexpectedly.

Why, this room is so familiar... it seems to belong to it?!

The evil spirit raised his head and subconsciously confirmed the number of the house covered in dense smoke.

——This is indeed its room.