I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The water vapor outside the house was too heavy, and the clothes stuck to the skin wet and it felt very uncomfortable.

Xiao Li likes rainy days to some extent, but he likes to sit in the room and listen to the rain outside, instead of making himself as if he had just come out of the sauna.

He turned his head back to the house, and the reincarnation inside was questioning the girl in the floral skirt.

Since you can't talk, the way other people use it is to write it down and then hand it to the girl: [Who are you? How come here? 】

[We have also encountered the same thing, maybe we can help each other. 】

However, this method does not respond to the frightened plott because of the lack of stimulation.

Park Xiu-jin grabbed the girl's hand and blocked Luo Junchao's body with her own body. She tried to use her physical movements to comfort her, but it still didn't work. The girl apparently had a mental breakdown and could not communicate properly.

Xiao Li picked up the paper on the ground and looked at it, then looked at the girl.

I don't know what she saw. The whole person lost his ability to respond and his eyes filled with tears.

Xiao Li touched her head.

Qing Shui, who came in with him, wrote: [The scream was just sent out by her, and she also violated the taboo. Judging by the time when Luo Junchao lost his voice, she should have lost her voice, but she did not know when the next ghost attack would come. 】

Lance wanted to pick up the girl, but the other side did not move, he had no choice but to take out a badge from his sleeve.

The exorcist from the West held the badge in the palm of his hand, clasped his hands, and circled the girl.

There was a faint golden glow that spilled out of the coat of arms and blended into the circle that Lance painted.

After Lance finished everything, he explained: [I drew a magical array around her, and if there were ghosts, I could perceive it--]

The sentence has not been written yet, and the girl suddenly stood up.

The reincarnation responded very quickly and stepped back. Xiao Li looked around, but did not see the shadow of the ghost.

The girl seemed to see something. She walked two steps forward, but soon stopped at the window.

The window was the window where Xiao Li saw the old man before. The girl looked straight into a corner outside the window and suddenly lowered her head and covered her face.

She sent a low sob from the scorpion.

The girl has a beautiful pair of nails, it seems to have just been done, the nails are set with sparkling rhinestones, but at this time it has become a weapon for her life.

She scratched her hand to her face, and after quite hard, tearing her face down, she fell to the ground, just like the previous Luo Junchao.

It all happened very quickly, and the reincarnation of the scene did not even react, and the exorcism aperture did not have any effect.

Is it... illusion?

Xiao Lijun checked down the girl's body. The doll in his pocket scratched his hand with the hair, indicating that he did not notice the ghost.

Lance ugly hands clasped his chest and subconsciously touched his throat.

He stood in front of the plot, but he didn't have any resistance at all. Doesn't that mean that if he breaks the taboo, then he will die without any force?

In the repressed silence, Xiao Li stood up, and he looked at the window again. The outside world was mixed with wind and rain, but there was no shadow of any ghosts.

Unknown fears are always more terrible than known.

Clear water exhaled breathlessly, and he smiled reluctantly, and wrote: [There is no clue, we can only try not to violate the taboo. 】

The reincarnation also understands this truth. Now the rain is getting bigger and bigger. They have no choice. They can only find a room here to sleep first, and then explore tomorrow in the daytime.

When making room selections, it was unexpected that Park Xiu-jin actually took the initiative to talk to Xiao Li. She handed a piece of paper to Xiao Li: [Do you want a room with me? Two people also have a photo. 】

Lance stared at the scene, and he blew a silent whistle.

Xiao Li stunned, his hands on his chest compared to a fork, with a mouth type: [sorry, I am used to one person. 】

When Park Xiu-jin saw it, she was not reluctant. She took back the paper and did not find another team. She chose a room in the middle.

The house where Xiao Li lived was the closest room to the window. The bed was not soft, but it was a little dirty. Xiao Li untied the coat and laid a layer on the bed. She barely accepted the bed. He listened to the rain outside. Close your eyes and get into sleep.

He made a dream.

But this time, he was awake in his dreams.

He felt that someone was giving his fingers a hand. Fuck, that person seemed to be sitting at his window, clasping his fingers against Xiao Li's fingers, and starting a knuckle to massage him knuckles.

The other person leaned over and asked him: "Is it comfortable?"

Xiao Li heard that this was the voice of Xiao Huang Ben into a man. He didn't answer, but because of the too many words written today, the sore palm gradually became more soft under the massage of Xiao Huang Ben.

He is even more sleepy.

The man is gentle and his voice is very light: "You can talk in a dream, don't worry, if you are comfortable, you can call it out."

Xiao Li didn't open his eyes. He repeated it again: "...call it out?"

Perhaps because I haven't talked for a day, even in a dream, the voice of his speech is lower than usual, and it sounds like a different kind of sex.

The other party smiled lowly: "Or, hey. Hey."

"I think some people are comforted by massage, they will yell loudly. Hey, I want to hear you call it."

Xiao Li: "..............."

He doesn't know who will be called when he is being massaged, but he is definitely not one of them.

The man saw him not talking, a little disappointed, but not reluctant.

He stopped talking and his movements were still very soft.

Xiao Li’s consciousness did not last long, and he fell into a deeper dream.

The other party seems to know that Xiao Li has completely fallen asleep. He put all the hair in front of Xiao Li's forehead, revealing the delicate eyebrows of the young man - he looked at it for a while, but he was more assured with his own eyes.

******

late at night.

Xiao Li didn't sleep for a long time, because when he was resting outside the window, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The room was very dark, and the shadows outside the window were fascinating. At first glance, although the atmosphere was terrifying, there was no real ghost.

But Xiao Li can feel the water vapor that will wake him up directly.

- Something went into his room.

He opened his eyes and didn't open the flashlight at first, but instead turned around in bed and faced the interior of the room.

Due to the long darkness, Xiao Li’s eyes have adapted to the darkness. He narrowed his eyes and observed the facilities in the room—tables, windows, dressers, wardrobes...

No abnormalities.

Is that thing gone?

Xiao Li was waiting to look back, but when the corner of his eye fell to the bed, he quietly held his breath.

There is a pair of wet footprints printed on the concrete floor, looking at the direction, it is toward this bed.

It was a weird footprint, it was not in line with human size, and there seemed to be a long strip on both sides of the footprint, and it was half the size of the footprints of ordinary people.

Only the footprints of the coming, this thing has not left.

Xiao Li’s hand slowly reached the edge of the pillow and picked up the small yellow book and mobile phone on the side of the pillow.

However, just as his hand had just touched these two things, a black shadow flashed from the bottom of his bed. It pushed open the half-covered window and jumped out of the window!

The movement of this thing is light and there is no sound at all.

Xiao Li walked straight up, put on his coat, and quickly moved to the window to look into the distance.

The rain has become smaller and smaller, and it seems to be just an ordinary thunderstorm. The sound is running farther and farther, looking at the direction not toward the town, but towards the opposite sea.

Xiao Li turned on the flashlight, and a light burst through the darkness, which also illumined the back.

It seems to be a grotesque monster with a hair on his back, a wet body and a tall figure.

Xiao Li stood by the window and estimated the rain. His fingers knocked three times at the window and made a decision.

Instead of chasing himself out of the window, he chose to go straight to the door and walk around the sea.

In the dim old mansion corridor, Xiao Li just came out of the room and saw the shadow of the rest of the reincarnation - ak47 stood at the door and had a flashlight in his hand. He saw Xiao Li not accidentally and handed him a piece directly. Paper: [There was a thing that entered my room. 】

These reincarnations are sleeping with clothes, and Lance and AK47 stand side by side. He adds on a piece of paper: [I am worried that when I fell asleep, I said that my dreams were against taboos, I have never slept, but I suddenly found out that A row of footprints appeared on the floor of the room, and I immediately came out and woke up other people. 】

Xiao Li looked around in a circle, he pulled out Xiao Huangben and simply wrote: [I saw it, it ran to the beach, I went to see. 】

In other words, he went straight out, and the remaining reincarnations looked at each other and followed Xiao Li.

There is still rain outside, but this is already within the acceptable range of Xiao Li. He trots along the direction in which the monster disappears. The end is a beach.

He has already circled the outer suburbs of the town, and then the sea is outside.

The waves are raging, and the waves are attacking the shore wave by wave. The sea tonight is not calm.

The monster has sneaked into the sea and uploaded a floating load on the sea. Thanks to the good vision of Xiao Li himself, under the light of the flashlight, he even saw the head of the monster and smiled at him.

The sea... Who can't go in?

Xiao Li took out Xiao Huang Ben, and also bent at the corner of the monster. He wrote a line on it and then closed the small yellow book, waiting for the miracle response.

The next moment, a ship floated up from the bottom of the sea -

It is silent, the ship is worn out, and the sails creak in the sea breeze, full of mystery and ancient atmosphere.

It was the ghost ship.

There is a voice accompanying the ghost ship:

"The great Captain of the Stewart responded to your call, the little bug, you should be very honored for this!"