I Wasn’t Born Lucky

"Help me... come over, take me home... save me..." The voice didn't know that I heard Xiao Li's response, and it continued to call for help.

Xiao Li walked out of the alley without thinking, and walked to the right side of the voice.

Reiko chased up, she may worry about her English level difference, Xiao Li will not understand her words, holding a mobile phone translation in hand, the above strange Chinese display: [Wait, Moriarty, or Go to the reverse side and go to the right. 】

Xiao Li guessed the meaning of "reverse". It should mean going to the left first. He said: "I can go to the right, you can go to the left to explore the road."

After saying this, he continued to go to the right, and Ye Zeqing followed him.

The rest of Reiko and others stood in the same place. She glanced at the left side and finally chose to go to the right together.

There was light rain in the air, the rain was not big, and it lingered on everyone's hair, but no one chose to hold an umbrella.

The alley on the right is exactly the same as the previous no-light lane. It is dark and damp, and the more it goes, the colder it is. The distance between the houses along the road is getting bigger and bigger.

"Do you have any feelings... The wind here is getting bigger and bigger?" Sun Yan first couldn’t help but he asked.

Ye Zeqing said: "This shows that we are about to get somewhere."

Nisshin took a sigh of coolness, instinctively stopped and looked behind him - the long alley was like a corridor that closed the lights, and he made a chill and continued to keep up with everyone.

This alley is very long, but the more you go forward, the people can obviously feel the arrival of a certain "end", even the shattered shrine of help is blown away in the whistling of the wind.

"That... who brought you a charging treasure?" Half of the Japanese is really asking, and the other half is to adjust the atmosphere. "I am running out of power, and the charger is at the hotel."

No one responded.

The mobile phones of the reincarnation are brought from reality. In the world of copying, there is basically no signal. Unlike the native characters such as Nikko, they rarely carry such items as charging treasures.

Some reincarnations often purchase a mobile phone and a calling card in the copy world in order to facilitate the inquiry.

"We don't have this stuff, you can save it." Ye Zeqing said with impatience.

Sun Yan had nothing to say, and they fell silent again.

Just five minutes later, Xiao Li stopped, and he looked at the front to see a glimmer of light: "Come on."

"Help me... hurry... you are so slow..."

The place seemed to be a vent, and the whistling sound of the wind shattered the cry for help.

That is to say, at the moment when this sound appeared, there were many handwritings on the walls on the left and right sides of the lampless lane to urge:

【Faster! 】

【Faster! 】

[You are so slow! 】

[Go... faster! 】

These words are like a dense worm that grows on the wall. At this time, the wall is like a column that is often posted with too many small advertisements. All of them are screaming and screaming, and with the overwhelming maliciousness, they quickly spread to the wall. on the ground.

Xiao Li "ha" said: "Come, why are you so impatient?"

Ye Zeqing circumvented the ground full of handwriting: "Maybe can't wait to eat us."

Reiko: "..."

- Reason tells the reincarnation, she is best to turn around and leave, the kind that does not return, maybe there is still a line of life, no one has seen such a straightforward opponent's nest?

Just as Reiko once again fell into a choice, Xiao Li had walked briskly forward.

This time he accelerated the pace of progress and soon came to the end of the alley.

The wind blew over and blew the hair of Xiao Li, bringing coolness.

After the lightless lane, it is a wilderness in front of Xiao Li's eyes - perhaps this is not accurate, because it is a place similar to the wild, and its most prominent feature is a few tall dead trees, endless The plains, and ... to countless graves.

In summary, the exact name of this field should be called the cemetery.

Numerous twisted tombstones stand in the mud like the signs on the cake. The writing on the top of the street has been blurred due to the rain all year round. It is completely unclear.

In the night, these tombstones are like ghosts, waiting to pull people to hell.

"Help me...help me..." The cry for help seemed to sense their arrival, louder.

At this time, Xiao Li also stood in the wind. He listened to this voice carefully. It seems that... it is a woman, and the voice is very nice, with a bit of a pitiful mood, completely different from the ordinary devil's hoarseness.

"Where are you?" Xiao Li asked.

"Help me...just...here..." The cry for help.

Xiao Li followed the sound and walked into the cemetery.

Nie Yan looked at this groan. He felt that his legs were a bit soft: "I... can I not go in? I am afraid of this... In case there is a hand in the grave, can you smash it in?"

Ye Zeqing said: "You can stand here, as long as you dare."

Nikko: "..."

He felt the darkness behind the lampless lane behind him, and then looked at the deterrence of the cemetery in front, crying and sulking, or followed.

But I don't know if it is the illusion of Japanese inflammation. Since I came here, even the barrage in his live room has cast a shadow:

[This scene is a shock to my mother, the cliff is quite dangerous, and the Japanese is running fast. 】

[Since you watched this live broadcast, I no longer have to worry about watching horror movies. 】

Jasmine watched the barrage body while carefully bypassing the tombstone, trying to keep up with the reincarnation in front.

However, the ground was quite bad, and the graves were separated one by one, which caused the Japanese to be smashed in front of a huge tombstone.

"Ouch."

After a whirlwind, Nissan barely supported the tombstone to avoid the fall of the ground. He stabilized his selfie stick and broke his mouth: "You don't blame me, I am just not careful, good people have Good news, thank you..."

When he retracted his hand, he took a look at the writing on the tombstone.

This can be seen.

Different from the blurring of other tombstones, the handwriting engraved on this tombstone is quite clear, it is: the tomb of the anchor Sun Yan.

When Yan Yan saw his name, the whole person was shocked. He subconsciously "ah" yelled out and ran to the front, and was smashed several times along the way until he hit Xiao Li. His sensibility was only returned.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Li asked.

Nikko was pale and pointed to the previous tombstone: "I... I saw that tombstone and wrote my name!"

In the end, Maybach followed the direction of his finger and glanced over to the side and shook his head: "nothing."

"How come, obviously."

Ninyan ran back, this time there was Xiao Li, so he had a little sense of security, but to his surprise, there was really no writing on the tombstone - the name seemed to be the illusion of his eyes.

Ye Zeqing: "Maybe this is the trick that the ghost is scaring you, don't care too much."

Ninyan continues to follow behind them.

At this point they have already penetrated the cemetery, and the wind whistling, like a ghost crying, which is mixed with shredded help.

Eventually they came under a tree that had been completely dead. There was a line on the main branch of the tree: the tomb of his wife, Fujiang.

Under the branches of the dead tree, there is a raised tomb, and the cry for help is coming from inside.

Xiao Li: "Fu Jiang..."

This strange talk is actually Fujiang!

Fujiang is also a very well-known geek. It is said that she has a very beautiful appearance. Everyone who sees her will fall in love with her crazy, crazy to solve her limbs.

And she also has a special ability, for example, even if there is only a little blood, a piece of meat can also breed indefinitely and grow into the appearance of an adult.

"Save me... I will dig out from inside..." Fu Jiang muttered in the grave.

Xiao Li glanced around and took a thick branch from the dead wood and used it as a tool to dig up the pile of soil.

After he dug it for a long time, he heard that the voice of Fujiang came unimpeded and clearly: "I am coming out, thank you, then... can you please take me home?"

Listening to the sound, there is a silky charm.

Xiao Li stunned. After he found a circle, he was able to pull out the "Fu Jiang" from the pile of mud, because she is just a piece of meat.

A small piece of meat with only a mouth.

The color is exactly the same as the dirt, and if it doesn't make a sound, anyone will ignore her.

"This... What is this? How long is it so beautiful..." Nisshin was first tempted by the power of Fujiang. He stammered and stumbled and tried to get the piece of minced meat.

However, Fu Jiang said with a dislike: "Don't take me back, I want that long look."

Nikko: "..."

How is a piece of meat still controlled?

Xiao Li squatted down, he picked up the piece of meat. Since this piece of meat can communicate, he also asked: "Fujiang, No Light Lane and this cemetery, are you doing it?"

The piece of meat licked his lips: "You take me back first, give me something to eat, I will answer you... Or, you can feed me some of your meat, fresh raw meat, I like it the most." ”

Fu Jiang said that when he put out his tongue and licked his lips, it was like thinking of a feast, and the people watching it shuddered.

Ye Zeqing has already passed the story of Fujiang with the Japanese Yankee. The Japanese Yan stuttered his eyes and said: "Do you really want to take her back? Wan, if she grows into a real person, eat us in the middle of the night. ......"

Fu Jiang sneered, and she was like a big lady who said: "You are coming in this cemetery. It is already my food. If you don't take me back, you think you can go out -"

She hasn't finished the sentence yet, and Xiao Li has put her in her pocket.

Fu Jiang: "How can you treat one like this -"

In that pocket, the doll looked down at the piece of meat stuffed by Xiao Li. Fu Jiang was still talking loudly. It thought about it, stuffing his hair into the mouth of Fujiang and blocking the meat. The mouth of the block.

After Xiao Li took over Fujiang, the cemetery immediately disappeared in front of his eyes. Instead, the familiar corridors and rooms in the hotel were taken back to the hotel with Fujiang.

Xiao Li pushed the door of the room and took out something from the cupboard.

At the same time, Fu Jiang in his pocket only felt that he had suffered an insult from the day. She had no hands at this time, just a piece of meat, and she could not spit out the hair of the doll, and she could only resist it.

Soon, her rise was gratifying, and it was a little bigger than what she had just dug.

Fu Jiang didn't endure this torture for a long time, because someone pulled her out of her pocket, but she hadn't felt the air outside for a few seconds, and she was put into a dark place again.

It was a pot, stainless steel, and the piece of meat invaded by Fujiang was thrown into the bottom, giving a "squeaky" sound.

The long hair of the doll has been taken out of Fujiang mouth, so she can speak out loud.

She just wanted to blame Xiao Li, but suddenly felt a white head, and water was poured into the kettle.

Then someone lifted the kettle, plugged it into the socket, and pressed the switch.

Meat pieces:? ? ? !

It wasn't until the water was gradually heated that she realized what had happened - this person had to cook her!

Fu Jiang screamed: "Hey, I am alive? Are you still a person?"