I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Chapter 157:

The room that was good when the evil spirit left before is now the source of the fire.

Thick billowing smoke rolled out from the wide open door of the room, causing everyone present to cover their mouths and noses, bending down and coughing violently.

Without thinking, Ye Zeqing poured the water in the bucket in his hand, and the others dumped the bucket with him.

The evil spirit's hands trembled, and helpless water slapped at the door of the room.

Although the smoke in this room is heavy, the fire doesn't seem to be much, more like an empty cannon.The windows inside were also wide open, and raindrops were blown in from the windows, speeding up the extinguishing of the fire.After the initial smoke passed, the dense smoke dispersed, and everyone's vision was restored.

Jiang Linwen was panting heavily, and he was obviously frightened: "It's finally gone. I thought we were going to hide in the forest in the rain. How could there be a fire here?"

Ye Zeqing calmed down a bit. He turned to look at Zheng Yi who was calling for firefighting: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Yi pointed at Xiao Li who was leaning at the end of the corridor with his chin: "Ask him."

Ye Zeqing: "Hull?"

Xiao Li has always been honest when faced with this kind of questioning. He admitted: "I let the fire go."

Devil: "..."

It turns out your kid is the arsonist who burned his room!

It also has to control itself, look at each other with doubts and shocks just right, and prevent itself from showing an angry expression.

Jiang Linwen's face twitched: "What are you doing with the fire?"

Xiao Li: "Confirm who is the evil spirit."

As soon as he said this, the others immediately froze.

Does Hercule know the truth?

Ye Zeqing couldn't wait to ask: "Who is it?"

Xiao Li played with the lighter in his hand, and finally threw it out. The lighter crossed a parabola in the air and fell into the hands of someone in the crowd.

Others immediately chose to stay away from that person, centered on the evil spirit, and spread out.

Xiao Tu caught Xiao Li's lighter.

The little girl subconsciously stretched her hand forward to catch the lighter, otherwise it would directly hit her head.

"Brother Hull?" Xiaotu asked in a panic.

Xiao Li: "Sister evil ghost."

Xiao Tu: "..."

She raised her head, looked back at Xiao Li innocently, then at other reincarnations, and finally fell on Yen Ziqiang: "Brother, it's not me, it's really not me!"

"Why she?" Ye Zeqing moved away from Xiaotu and came to Xiao Li's side.

He didn't doubt Xiao Li's words, he was just curious about the reason why Xiao Tu was an evil spirit.

As Xiao Li’s accomplice, Zheng Yi heard Ye Zeqing’s question and followed: "Actually I thought it was Jiang Linwen who came here..."

Jiang Linwen suddenly heard his name, he was agitated, and he shouted in a low voice: "I'm not an evil spirit! Why is it me?"

Zheng Yi pointed to the leather shoes on his feet: "When I close my eyes, the evil spirits are wearing leather shoes."

Jiang Linwen was stunned for a moment. He followed Zheng Yi's fingers and looked at his black leather shoes. He moved his toes and looked at President Hu: "He also wears them."

"You--" Mr. Hu was suddenly drawn into the war. Before he could refute, he was interrupted by Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi: "But he smelled of smoke, but not the evil spirits."

Mr. Hu just breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time moved his beer belly, staring at Jiang Linwen vigilantly, then staring at Xiao Tu, looking back and forth.

Jiang Linwen grabbed a handful of hair and said anxiously, "I...I...no, I was confused by you. Have you seen the evil spirits? Didn't Hercule just say that evil spirits are small-dusters?"

"It's not me, it was Hercule who saw it." Zheng Yi said. He repeated what Xiao Li had told him, and then added, "Although the figure I saw is Xiaotu, I close my eyes and listen. You are the voice and the smell. The truth we want to know is hidden in the darkness, so I personally think it is you. The more normal you hide, the more likely it is that wolf."

Wolf your sister.

Jiang Linwen held back the national curse to his lips: "...Herkery, come on."

"It's not me, it's not me, Brother Zheng Yi is right, it's not me!" Xiao Tu pulled his brother's sleeves and raised his head to defend.

Yen Ziqiang was afraid and suspicious, he took a firm step back without thinking, "Herkery?"

Xiao Li walked to the wall opposite Xiaotu's room, touched the remaining black dust on the ground with his finger, and drew a "one" on it.

That was the scratch in Wei Ning's room, even the height was exactly the same.

The height is the position of the adult's elbow when sitting down, but Xiaotu is standing here, and under this contrast, it is exactly the height of her height.

Xiao Li wiped the remaining black ashes from his fingertips on Xiaotu's face.

Xiao Tu covered her cheek and rubbed it twice with her hand. Instead of erasing it, she fainted. The little girl pinched her throat and asked, "Brother Hull, what is this?"

"This is the handwriting left on the wall of Wei Ning's room." Xiao Li said, "At first I thought it was a hint that it was too late to write, such as Lin, such as Hu, or even Xiao. But then I thought about it, maybe this It is not an unfinished product, but a complete clue. There are many possibilities, such as...your height."

"This is an altimetry line and a clue that Wei Ning wanted to leave before he died."

Yen Zi forcefully said: "This, this is too far-fetched..."

"Yes, if there is only this." Xiao Li squeezed Xiaotu's face, "but you have been creating other illusions, trying to draw attention away from yourself."

"Almost all the clues were brought up by you. From walking on your feet to seeing Peng Yue disappearing, it means that you are calm and careful, but at the same time you are very timid. You dare not look at it. It is a bit contradictory to hide behind your brother. In addition to these, you have a small habit when you are nervous, your fingers."

"I have observed your fingers. They are pretty and have even skin tone, but there is no bad habit of putting them in your mouth for a long time because of the uneven skin tone left behind," Xiao Li continued, his voice is not loud, but it has been suppressed. The sound of rain outside the window, "So you don't actually have this habit often. As a senior, you often face stressful situations when encountering ghosts, which is even more contradictory."

"I guess the first time you licked your finger, maybe it was because there was blood on the inside of your finger. You were covering it, but it was to lie behind it."

Yen Ziqiang's forehead overflowed with cold sweat, he pushed his sister's hand away and moved back.

Xiao Tu became gloomy, her eyes widened: "But—"

"You want to talk about the darkness of closing your eyes?" Xiao Li cut off her words, "I did see and heard it last night."

"Leather shoes, tiptoe, closed eyes, smell."

"It's very clever. You can't hide from Tan Li's hair, just pretend to be hypnotized like Peng Yue, and then use the darkness to hide yourself."

"It's said in the task prompt, don't trust anyone."

"So in this so-called'anyone', the package does not include the task reminder yourself?"

Xiao Li paused: "The real prompt is: don't believe it, don't believe its prompt, don't close your eyes."

This kind of copy is playing a psychological game.

Because mistakes in identification will lead to death, many reincarnations will look forward and backward and hesitate.Seniors are not stupid. When they close their eyes to discover another layer of clues, they often choose to believe in the more difficult insides instead of the superficial ones.

In the case of life and death, the question is: 1 1 is equal to how many, the correct answer is 2, but instinctively, reincarnations cannot believe the "2".

They will dig out the meaning of the topic. Will it be a man and a woman to form a family, equal to 3?

But Xiao Li is a gambler.

"It's just your guess, so you can identify it?" Zheng Yi said incredulously.

Xiao Li: "Not enough?"

Zheng Yi: "You guy will cherish my life. If you make a mistake, you will die!"

Xiao Li thought about the fate of the mistake he had identified: "Then I'm willing to bet and lose."

Only when he finished speaking, he thought of Shen Mirage inexplicably.

From that night at his door to yesterday's kiss in the woods.

This is not so good.

Xiao Li closed his eyes and interrupted the flashing picture in his mind: "...In short, I identify Xiao Tu as a demon."

Layers of black stripes climbed onto Xiaotu's face, her body gradually elongated and turned into the form of an evil spirit, but at the same time, Xiao Huangben also appeared in mid-air, showing:

[Samsara Xiao Li completes the task, rating S, and the task completion degree is 94%. You successfully identify the incarnation of the evil spirit, burn the room of the evil spirit additionally, increase the evil spirit's hatred value, and you get 3000 Survival Coins.

Raffle system operation.

[You get a key from the evil spirit’s room. It’s an ordinary key. There is a paragraph on it explaining: The person holding the key can contact the evil spirit and summon it from the evil spirit’s house. The ghost angrily handwritten the logo: except for Hercules).

Seeing Xiao Li here: "............"

Why is it still double standard?Then what's the use of him getting this unusable key, pay respect?

[After testing, in this world, you have come into contact with special items, and the bond between you and a certain existence has reached a critical value, and in the next world you will be forced into his cause and effect.

Scene switching.

[3, 2, 1——]

Special props?

The first thing Xiao Li thought of was the Eternal Soul Umbrella, followed by the stone sculpture held by Abel and Aibo...

What will it be like?

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, Xiao Huangben suddenly took it away, and he disappeared from the hotel corridor.

In the next second, another vast area appeared before his eyes.

He pulled directly to the next world.

As the system shuttled, the doll who had long been used to this way sighed faintly.

The hotel has no flowers.

It misses the hydrangea at home so much, it hasn't gotten to play for a few days...not the next warmer variety.