I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Xiao Li’s remaining peach didn’t know if he should bite it down – he pushed Xiao Huangben a little further, and finally bit the remaining peach meat, and the peach core was lightly Put it in the trash can next to it.

The action he swallowed was very soft, because he didn't want to make too much noise, and the action was a bit more careful, which made him look a bit like a cat.

Of course, in some people's eyes, it may not stop there.

Xiao Li in Xiao Huang’s eyes may have its own color. Air filter.

Xiao Li threw away the peach core and wiped her lips. Before she put away the small yellow book, she bit her pen and asked: "Do you usually think about this?" 】

Xiao Huang Ben: [There are other. 】

[For example, even if his lips are dry, I will have an urge to wet it. 】

Xiao Li: [.........]

【I want to kiss you. 】

Seeing that the topic gradually entered a more uncontrollable range, Xiao Li immediately braked. He lowered his face with his back and changed the subject: [How did you hide the task this time? 】

Xiao Huangben’s tone of voice is a bit lost: [I posted it, you will not do it. 】

...this is true.

But I am used to it every time, and I don’t get used to it when I disappear.

Xiao Li refused to take up Xiao Huangben, looked at the sky outside, and slowly walked toward the ancient house he found.

He took the little yellow book too fast, so he didn't see the ephemeral sentence above: [So I am going to change the way. 】

There was no shock in the appearance of the sentence, and there was no sign. Soon the handwriting disappeared like a rubber eraser and disappeared on the page.

At this time, the sky outside has a faint trend, and the day is not long, and the night is accompanied by the sea breeze.

The sound of the wind and the sound of the sea is getting worse, but the town is still quiet.

This shadowless silence is like the countdown to the life of the ghost call, adding a lot of psychological pressure to the reincarnation. They not only have to find a way to live, to avoid the attack of ghosts, but also to bear the fear that they will make a sound.

There are no people on the streets of the town and there are no animals.

The residents lived in a simple way.

Xiao Li stopped at a junction from the hotel. There was a window in front of Xiao Li’s eyes, and a face in the window was hidden behind the curtains and peered at him.

When he turned around, the face of the family window immediately shrank back.

A small town with secrets.

Xiao Li took back the line of sight and did not immediately go to the house to investigate. He chose to go back to the old house first.

It was a big mansion, like a big family in ancient times, with a high threshold, a bluestone wall, and a seahorse carved on the eaves.

In the right corner of the gate of the ancient house, there is a tall peach tree.

The peach trees are full of round peaches, and the crimson shell is hidden under the green leaves. It is very lush, and the flourishing is somewhat unusual and too beautiful.

It was windy and the leaves were drooping, as if the night had bent over its back.

When Xiao Li came over, the rest of the reincarnations had already entered the old house, but they did not go deep, just standing in the hall.

In the hall of the old house, there is a red wooden table and a square chair, which is covered with dust.

Since entering the copy world, Shimizu has watched a lot of horror movies in his spare time. He has been involved in horror movies in various countries around the world. Therefore, when he saw this ancient house, many classic plots appeared in his mind.

He nodded to Xiao Li, who came at the latest, and then pulled out the paper and wrote a sentence in English: [To explore here? There may be a trap here. 】

Their biggest problem at present is that there is no place to live - the original choice, the hotel and the dwellings have been ruined by the two-way identification, and although this ancient house is the unexpected harvest of Xiao Li, it is also possible that the residents hate him. Specially selected traps.

Park Xiu-jin gave a different opinion: [but it may also be a clue. 】

[I think we can look at this place first, there are people living in other places, only here is empty, there must be reasons for it. Lance took the cross necklace from his neck and turned it over his wrist to facilitate his picking.

【I think so. 】 AK47 also gave a positive opinion.

Since other reincarnations have said this, then Shimizu did not insist on his own cautious opinions. He asked: [team, or separate? 】

Thai looked up and looked at the sky outside, and wrote: [There is not much time, it is best to separate, and come back to the original place after a quarter of an hour. 】

This type of exploration is best done during the day, otherwise it is not difficult to observe because of the light, but this time is also the time when ghosts often appear.

Qingshui and others compared with an ok gesture, and they dispersed and chose different directions to explore the ancient house.

*******

The direction of clear water selection is close to the wing of the peach tree.

The young man consciously covered his mouth and nose, and put away all the things that might sound from the honing, such as watches, etc., carefully pushed the door of the wing and walked in.

There is a small bed in the room, a small dressing table, a vase on the wooden shelf, an empty bird cage, and a bird's nest underneath.

Clear water lifted his toes, and he took a light footstep and looked around the entire wing.

The cabin is small, it looks like the owner is a female, and the quilt is embroidered with two cymbals.

He picked up the quilt with a light hand and pulled the quilt out.

- It seems that there is no problem...

Qing Shui again used the **** to pick up the pillow. However, this time the thing under the pillow scared him, causing him to take a step back and almost hit the bird cage behind him.

But fortunately, Shimizu took control of his feet in time, and did not take the last step - he put his hand on his heart, felt his heartbeat, which was accelerating rapidly, put down the pillow, and looked back at the original pillow.

That is a human face.

It looks like a real human skin, very thin, it has a thin willow eyebrows, and the eyes are painted with a Beijing-style makeup, a pink rouge.

Yes...□□?

The breathing of the clear water is even heavier. He stretches his hand to the mask, and some fear that the closed eyes on the mask will suddenly open.

He finally touched the edge of the mask and felt the touch. He let go of his hand and chose to exit the room.

the other side.

From the first sight of seeing this ancient house, Xiao Li had a goal.

He walked straight in, bypassing the rockery in the backyard and entering a house in the deepest part of the old house.

The house should be dedicated to the ancestors of the old mansion. After entering the house, there are two wooden chairs, followed by layers of white crickets, which open the rafts, followed by a high platform with three full rows. Card position.

The first card reads: The ancestor Ye Tao, who died in the ugly year of the Bingzi.

This room is very cold, unlike the wet and cold outside the door, the wind here is very cloudy, as if it can penetrate the human bone marrow, it is a magic attack.

Xiao Li looked at the cards above and felt that they had seen the rise and fall of a big family.

On the back side of the high platform, a coffin is placed.

The coffin cover is half empty and the head of the coffin is empty.

Xiao Li had not yet walked to the coffin, and he heard the sound of rubbing in the coffin.

Very light and light, about the same as the sound of human swallowing saliva, but it really exists.

Xiao Li turned his head in the first time -

There is a black, wrinkled hand on the edge of the coffin.

The owner of the arm is hidden in the coffin and seems to be directly defrauding.

Xiao Li looked around for a lap. He walked over to the coffin and glanced inside. Then he lifted the coffin board and directly covered it.

The edge of the coffin board caught the hand, the hand showed pain, and began to struggle constantly, wanting to come out from the inside, Xiao Li forced to hold the edge, the hand hurt, directly shrink back.

He closed the coffin board neatly, moved out of the wooden chair at the entrance, and lifted it onto the coffin board.

After doing all this, Xiao Li turned around with satisfaction and went out.

The coffin ghost holding the right hand: "........."

- Its coffin board can't be pressed! !

*******

After a quarter of an hour, the hall.

The sky outside the window is getting darker and darker, and it is close to the dark blue of the sea.

When Shimizu first arrived at the designated meeting point, he wiped the sweat of his forehead and waited for other people to write a copy of his own experience.

Then the other reincarnations also arrived one after another. What makes Shimizu feel gratified is that no one has sacrificed for the time being.

Their looks are different, but the unified ones took out the task book of the portable and began to write.

The way you write is as serious as the students in the exam.

After the unification was written, they exchanged and looked at each other's description.

Shimizu roughly wrote about the scene in the room, and the pair of people - he did not bring this evil out, just touched the edge and found the texture is very thin.

Park Xiujin went to the kitchen and utility room on the right. She saw an arm in the rice bowl of the kitchen and shocked her, but she was successful and returned.

The same is true of others.

Xiao Li returned at the latest, and the last one was completed.

He wrote: [I saw a bunch of cards, there is a coffin, and there is a guy in the coffin who doesn't know that it is a ghost. I guess it should be a ghost. It came out and was pressed back by the coffin board. 】

Xiao Li and other people read it, then erected two fingers: [Now we have two choices. First, use the guy in the coffin to conduct a sound test, and test how high the volume of the sound will cause the change; second, let the guy out and ask what it wants to do. 】

other people:"…………"

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