I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Chapter 149:

At the other end of the hotel, when the reincarnations gathered downstairs, there were still people hiding in the room and refused to come out.

Some people are deliberate, but some people have to stay in the room, such as Wei Ning.

As a programmer, he is not too old, but because of his long-term desk work and wanted, he eventually lost his hair and became a member of the bald.

He originally wanted to please the leader. This was to propose that he would come to Lingshan to play. Who knows that he encountered this kind of spoiled situation, which made Wei Ning very scared--because the idea was originally proposed by him, and then Hu always made a case.

Wei Ning is a plot character. He has never met a ghost. He does not have a deep understanding of the ghosts of the reincarnation. Therefore, although he is afraid, he still regards the money as a top priority.

He was afraid that Hu would find him in trouble and always tried to make up for his fault.

In the inexplicable lunch and dinner, although the body was said to be in the storage room, but because of the terrible "coincidence", Wei Ning did not dare to eat, the first fruit he proposed to the backyard can be picked and eaten.

Wei Ning helped Hu to pick up a lot of fruit, and it was his first courage to try, to help the leader "test the poison", tasted the fruit, and later promoted it to everyone.

As a result, I don’t know if he was born with an acclimatization. Others were fine. Only Wei Ning pulled his stomach.

Even if the "砰" in the downstairs hall scared him enough, he wanted to go out with his pants, but he had to continue to lie on the toilet because of the sudden stomach pain.

I don't know how long it took, he finally felt that he had finished pulling, stood up in disgusted stomach, rushed to the toilet, and prepared to go out and see what happened.

But just as Wei Ning had just stepped out of the bathroom, he heard a footstep from far and near, and the man rang his door.

Wei Ning didn't know anything about the reincarnation's mission. Jiang Linwen had already told them not to open the door when they chatted with them. It is very likely that the door knocker is a ghost, so he guarded and asked: "Who?"

"It's me." A strange voice came from outside the door.

Wei Ning recognized it and found that the opposite was someone he was not familiar with.

He stopped at the door and turned his head to the window that was covered with cloth.

Due to the rain, the raindrops continually scoured the windows, and then matched the fabric, and it looked like a face.

Wei Ning stunned his eyes. He didn't know why he thought so. He shifted his attention to the people outside the door: "What are you looking for?"

The doorman’s hand seemed to be on the doorknob. He said, “Some things.”

Wei Ning involuntarily stepped back and extended his hand to make sure the door lock was still closed. He twitched and asked: "What?"

silence.

In the hotel room, there was only the sound of rain coming from the window, and Wei Ning’s own breathing sound.

The people at the door seem to be thinking.

There is no cat's eye in the door here, Wei Ning can only guess the other side's every move by feeling.

If this scene is placed in an ordinary hotel, there is actually nothing. At most, other people come to ask for help - but in the present, they call Wei Ning very scared.

He has a lot of problems. The first thing that comes out is: Why do the other parties need to think? Isn't this a very simple question?

After five seconds, Wei Ning felt like he had been a year before he heard the other person answer: "I am coming to you to borrow something."

"what?"

When Wei Ning asked him to do it, he was very afraid that the other person would answer "your life."

"Is there a towel?" The answer from the doorman was out of Weifang's expectation. "My rain leaked through the gap in the window, the towels were wet, and you asked me to borrow it. Others are not in the room. ”

It sounds like nothing wrong.

Wei Ning breathed a sigh of relief. He secretly thought too much about himself. He turned and took a dry towel from the bathroom. He was preparing to give it to the other party, but he asked in a thoughtful way: "Why didn't you answer it immediately?"

The doorway said: "Forget it, just think about it."

How can this be?

Wei Ning stopped his hand in time. He threw the towel on the table: "I haven't done any towels here. There should be no use in the front desk of the hall. Go there and ask for it."

The next second, the answer from the doorman made Wei Ning chilly: "You have it."

"what?"

"I saw it," said the doorman. "You have a dry towel that you just thrown."

The other party's tone was very steady, but Wei Ning immediately stared at the door and continued to retreat until the back reached the wall.

Wei Ning said: "You... how did you see it?!"

The person at the door no longer answered, he just disappeared, and there was no movement anymore.

Then in the line of sight of Wei Ning's big eyes, the tightly locked door switch was unscrewed downwards...

Wei Ning’s brain was immediately punched. He couldn’t think of anything. He just grabbed it and grabbed the door lock with his fingers. He tried to screw it up.

But the force of pressing the switch is too big, and the pain of the two finger clips of Wei Ning is still unable to shake the switch's trend - he watched the switch turn down one hundred and eighty degrees, and finally After the "click", the door lock opened.

The person outside the door grabbed the door handle and pressed down.

"Come on, help!" Wei Ning let go of his hand, and he twitched with a scorpion.

He had not had time to finish a sentence, only to see that the door had been pushed from the outside - he saw the "person" outside the door, and also knew the identity of the other party, but he could not say it.

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The scream of Wei Ning was finally passed out, penetrated the sound of the rain, and alerted everyone downstairs.

Jiang Linwen was originally visiting the forum.

He used to spend all his time on improving his strength, so that he ignored the function of the forum. Now Ye Jieqing opened the door to the new world.

According to the name, Jiang Linwen searched the three vests of Xiao Li in turn, and got the shock from the soul.

- Originally...has this operation still? !

——Rely, can the copy world be opened like this? !

- This is the magic of the big bang...

And there are three more in this operation!

Jiang Linwen was deeply impressed.

He was still immersed in the shared operation in the forum, and he heard the scream, and he quickly took up the task and ran out.

When Jiang Linwen ran out, Xiao Li also went with Ye Zeqing and others.

Five minutes ago, he just walked out of the toilet and ran into the face of Ye Zeqing and others who were looking for him.

When they met each other and did not speak, Zheng Yi said directly: "Her, how do you look happy? What did you do in the toilet?!"

Xiao Li squinted: "Give a new wig to a lost aunt."

The tone of his words was very happy, just like what he did.

Zheng Yi: "...............?!"

This sentence is said that the guest has too many slots, and the location is a "toilet". He didn't even know where to squirt from time to time.

Ye Zeqing immediately remembered the crying woman in the seat. He stretched his neck and glanced at the toilet. He did not see the shadow of the wig.

Xiao Li came to the hall and sat in a chair and took out a small yellow book.

Before the rain was too big, it was not easy to write. He never responded. Until then, he wrote: "...nothing is so jealous. But what happened to you recently? It has been very quiet."

Xiao Huang Ben will return forever: [something. 】

Xiao Li wants to ask something, but he is not used to chasing the bottom, so the pen tip thinks and falls.

But it turns out that he doesn't have to think so much, Xiao Huang Ben paused and shook again: [You don't ask me what is it? 】

... a little wronged.

Xiao Li: "What is it?"

Xiao Huang Ben: [Call me a "husband" I will tell you, okay? 】

[I really want to hear you call me that. 】

[Or "boyfriend" is OK. 】

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

"Not good, don't say it, don't say it."

Xiao Huangben showed indulgently: [I can't tell you now. 】

Xiao Li looked at this sentence, picked up an eyebrow, and had not had time to write a few more words, he heard the scream.

The juvenile looked slightly and immediately ran to the source of the sound. He held the handle of a stairway with his hand and looked at the scene in front of him.

In the depths of the corridor, there was a shadow.

There is also a strong **** smell, just like a slaughterhouse.

The reincarnations who heard the news came to watch the scene in front of them.

It was a "person" who couldn't see his face. His face was completely stripped. He didn't have any features that could see his identity. He was walking forward in a peculiar posture.

"It" enters the range of incandescent light from the shadow, and the eyes of the brightly colored people panic.

Until then, all the talents saw the way it "walked" - "it" was not the foot of the foot when walking, but the tip of the toe like a ballet, the head was raised high, as if there was an invisible line from above. Hanging "it", let "it" have to go so far.

Paddled on tiptoe? !

Seeing such a horrible scene, Xiao Tu whimpered, she did not restrain herself, wanted to scream, but before the screaming exit, a pair of warm hands covered her eyes and saved the small The girl is on the verge of collapse.

Xiao Libian comforted Xiao Tu with his hand and looked at the scene in front of him.

Xiao Tu’s brother didn’t have time to take care of his sister. He thought of something and pointed to the “person”: “It’s out of it! It’s—”

Evil spirit.

When he did not finish this sentence, he was violently interrupted by Xiao Li:

"No, this is not a evil spirit."

Xiao Tu’s older brother’s skin is dark, and he stunned: “What is this? The evil spirit deliberately released to confuse our little devil?”

Xiao Li said: "...is a victim."

"It’s also the death tonight."

With his words, the corpses that were still walking were seriously falling in front of them, motionless.

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I like Sherlock too much. I must have been a little Huang Ben in my last life.

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