I Wasn’t Born Lucky

After Xiao Li finished the words, he naturally turned and continued to the village chief's house.

Zhu Yiting and others stayed in place. They are now faced with a choice about life: in the end, risking a huge risk to follow Xiao Li, or to find a villager to sleep for one night?

Yongchun pointed to the back of Xiao Li and asked his teammates: "What do we do? Do you want to follow?"

Zhu Yiting looked at his face and looked at Xiao Li who was away: "What do you think?"

From the level of rationality and sensibility, Zhu Yiting likes the latter choice. After all, who would want to go to a dead family to gather souls at night? ! This kind of behavior is not to say in the real world of horror, even in the horror film Zhu Yiting will feel that this person will die next! Even if it is on Sherlock, it is -

Zhu Yiting thought of this and suddenly stopped, because he couldn’t imagine the way Sherlock’s man was killed by the ghosts...

But is that kind of person who is crazy to die and not die? No, right?

Fan Ren licked his arm: "In the end, it doesn't follow, the speed is decided, and everyone is gone."

When he said this, Zhu Yiting suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Li’s back, only to see that the other party had disappeared into their field of vision.

"Going so fast, is he really not afraid?" Yongchun muttered.

The three of them were still there, and Tao Fei, who was on the side, had already made the decision. She took her fist and ran to Xiao Li’s direction – instead of risking the knock on the rest of the village’s door, and not yet Determine whether the villager is a resurrection of the dead, and wait for the ghosts to come in the rest of the day, it is better to fight with Sherlock!

"She really went." Yongchun said to the two friends, "I don't want to be as good as we are... I don't want to be as good as her? Hey? Pig pig, what is your face?"

Zhu Yiting squatted on his lower abdomen and tightened his legs. He forced his knees to urinate and stood up straight: "Nothing, since it was decided, let us keep up."

The trio also followed the route of the village chief's house and went.

The moonlight of the horizon is darker, and the killing has been quietly opened in the village of Jue, and many villagers have fallen into the world of death. It seems that the dark clouds that have been hovering over the gathering of the soul of the village have also sensed the atmosphere of the ghosts, and it has caused a light rain.

The raindrops fell from the night and dripped onto Xiao Li's head, wetting his soft black hair.

Xiao Li raised his head, and a drop of rain fell on his face. He wiped the rain off his back.

I don't know how long this rain will last. The feeling of wet clothes on the body is very uncomfortable. He needs an umbrella now. Xiao Li is indulging for a moment. He still remembers that he has got a beautiful purple after getting a lucky draw. The umbrella was later stored in Xiao Huang Ben. The function of this umbrella is to avoid ghost attacks. Xiao Li has not used it yet, and he has never been in control.

Xiao Li took out Xiao Huang Ben and wrote the words "Eternal Soul Umbrella", and the quaint purple umbrella appeared in his hands.

Xiao Li opened the umbrella, blocked the raindrops, and continued to walk toward the village chief.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and the three groups of Tao Fei and Zhu Yiting panted in a panting breath.

The black-haired teenager held a purple umbrella and looked back, just in time with the four people who came after him.

Zhu Yiting, who was drenched by drizzle to the whole body:? ? ?

Yongchun used his hand to open the hair that was soaked before the forehead: "Sherlock, where is your umbrella?"

Xiao Li looked at them hesitantly, and it seemed that he was entangled in whether or not to give them an umbrella, but look at the size of the umbrella, he would think about it: "The lottery."

Zhu Yiting was shocked. He originally thought that this was in the village. I didn't expect it to be a props through the rules lottery!

He still remembers that he once had a man in the world who had a 98 in the ranking of the reincarnation. He had three powerful props in his hand, and that person was ranked by these three powerful props.

In this copy world, props are the only hopes for those who don't understand the ghosts of the ghosts against the ghosts. I didn't expect that this person has a prop that looks good.

Zhu Yiting did not know what the specific effect of this umbrella was, but looking at the indifferent face of Sherlock, it seemed that the prop umbrella in his hand was really just a tool to cover the rain.

Yongchun looked at the umbrella with a curious look and wanted to ask a few more words. However, the village chief’s family was close at hand, and he could only watch Xiao Li accept the umbrella.

In the middle of the night, the door of the village chief's house was wide open, leaving two rows of messy footprints on the soil in the yard, apparently left by the people in the room when they fled.

Xiao Li pushed the door open. With the last sneak sneak experience, he took out the mobile phone lighting and took out the box from the bottom of the bed and placed it on the table.

Zhu Yiting has lifted his flashlight quite consciously. He wanted to illuminate the other party. However, before he opened it, he saw that the other party’s mobile phone was floating in the air, and the flashlight on the back of the mobile phone was facing the box.

Confused Zhu Yiting:?

Yongchun:? ?

Are they dreaming today? How do you see this kind of hard-won thing? Flying mobile phone?

In fact, it was not only him, but even Xiao Li himself was surprised to glance at his mobile phone. Zhou Ying, who lived on the mobile phone, shook his body up and down and greeted him.

"This is...?" Zhu Yiting asked the phone.

This time Xiao Li did not answer, Zhou Ying's existence explained a bit complicated, so the teenager put a finger on the lips, let them know, Tan Li sticking out a trace of hair from his pocket, and open the box in the same way.

This time, Zhu Yiting did not make any fuss again - because their hearts are already numb, they will not be hurt again!

Xiao Li took out the scarecrows and the booklet. According to the gathering ceremony recorded in the booklet, he first untied the already-ridden scarecrow and used the other straw in the box to re-draw a new, abstract The ugly scarecrow, then he licked a little rouge in the heart of the Scarecrow.

Zhu Yiting stretched his head to see his movements. The young man looked at the pile of straw that barely saw the human form, and he accumulated a lot of doubts in his heart. Is this really a scarecrow? It’s too ugly, and there’s a glimpse of the ghosts that have been gathered, really don’t you cry?

Xiao Li put the scarecrow on the table, lit the oil lamp, and said, "When the time has come, the soul is coming back..."

In accordance with the stipulations, it is necessary to continue to write down the names of the collected souls and the characters of the birth with the rouge. However, Xiao Li does not have one, so he only does a simple sacred soul ritual, there is no specific object. In other words, who can get together depends on luck.

He had just finished reading this mouthful, and a gust of wind whizzed past. The flame on the oil lamp was looming, and the scarecrow on the table should have a face in the face.

This should have been a horrible picture, but because the technique of Xiao Lizao's scarecrow did not pass, the Scarecrow seemed a bit ridiculous - but Xiao Li felt it didn't matter, and this collection of souls did not write a humanoid scarecrow.

The grimace began to scream at the beginning, but soon a flash of clearness in his eyes, it vaguely asked: "Here is..."

Xiao Ouhuang·Liu Jane briefly said: "This is the house of the village chief. There have been many unclear things in your village recently. Maybe it is a devil, do you know any clues?"

Grimace slowly said: "I... I remembered, how can I not move? I am dead?"

It tried to move the body, and as a result, the straw man who was not tight had fallen into a pile of straw - Xiao Li said, "Don't move, this soul-splitting technique can't last long."

Ghost face listened to him to mention "Gathering Soul" before it reacted. It maintained its original state and slowly said: "I am now a soul, I am dead... I know, it must be her! Although we can't help her, but we can't help her, but How can she retaliate against us?!"

"Who is she? What happened at that time?" Xiao Li asked.

There is a painful color on the face of the grimace. It is just an ordinary human being. The strength of the soul is not high, and the time it can be maintained is short: "She...we should not do this..."

After the words were finished, the grimace disappeared, and the Scarecrow spread out on the table, and the limbs that were not formed were even more scattered.

Tao Fei has been paying attention to the face. After it disappeared, she looked at Xiao Li’s face and speculated: “Is it a ghost village that once killed a person, so he is now turned into a soul to come back for revenge? It’s a pity to gather souls. The time is too short to let us know more..."

Xiao Li took off the scarecrow on the table and took some straw. He made a new scarecrow more quickly and messyly. He renewed the spirits ritual in the same way as the first time: "If you can't do it once, you will come again." ""

Tao Fei:? ? ?

In her mind, I never thought I could have this kind of operation. Isn't this similar spiritual ritual that has taken a huge risk? Can you come again? !

This second cohesive soul is obviously stronger than the previous one. It comes from the door and condenses into a white shadow with only the upper body in the air, with a fierce expression, directly blowing out the oil lamp!

In the scream of the trio, the ghost fell backwards, and his face was unwillingly attached to the straw man on the table.

It tried to struggle, and the whole body continued to scream and scream, and the shaking table trembled.

A few people on the side had to cover their ears, and the subconscious mind fled around in panic, away from the ghost.

Xiao Li smashed her eyebrows and some of her hands folded the arm of the Scarecrow by hand: "Quiet."

His voice did not fall, and the ghost showed a star and a half sluggishness. Then it was offended. The big mouth was still screaming. Xiao Li pulled out a pen and broke the scarecrow's right arm and left leg. Firmly nailed to the table.

Ghost: "..."

The remaining reincarnations: "........."

- How did they suddenly think that this ghost is a vulnerable group?

Xiao Li faintly felt that she should now smile with evil spirits or threaten with laughter. However, these two are not in line with his personality, so he just pulled back the pen and asked coldly: "You are the person of the gathering village." ?"

The ghost on the Scarecrow nodded hard.

“Have you ever killed a person in your village?” Xiao Li re-ignited the oil lamp, “detailed.”

The ghost was silent, and then said: "Yes, since I am already dead, there is nothing to say. We have been gathering souls for the outsiders, helping them communicate the yin and yang, and gather the souls of the dead. Family members asked them questions, but they have always been self-sufficient and have never done anything against their ancestral training."

When Xiao Li heard this, he felt that this ghost would tell a long story. He got up and opened the cabinet of the village chief’s house. From the inside, a bowl of fried peanuts came out and put it in his mouth: “How did it stop? ?keep going."

The ghost face on the Scarecrow closed his eyes, and Tao Fei on the side did not know why he felt humiliation and despair from the ghost face. The grimace could bend and stretch, it adjusted the mood, and then said: "In the beginning, we only discovered the time of gathering souls. The souls will dissipate automatically and will not be able to coagulate. Later, things get more and more fierce, and it becomes very difficult to gather souls. Even if the soul of the dead is very thin, we realize that there must be problems inside the village."

"We and the village chief have been checking out and finally found out that she is a descendant of a stranger and someone in our village, hating the customs of the gathering village, painting the soul-removing circle in the ancestral hall of our village, and raising A black cat. The black cat is a spirit of exorcism. She uses these two things to drive away the souls of the village and break the source of our income. We went to her house after discovering. Looking for her, but she did not care, and finally committed suicide to curse all of us, saying that she will return."

Xiao Li handed the bowl of peanuts to Tao Fei and looked down at the Scarecrow: "So?"

Grimace nodded: "I am like this, still lie to you to do?"

"The story is very good," Xiao Li mentioned the pile of straw. "But I don't believe you."

He used his fingers to open the scarecrow, leaned on the oil lamp, lit it, and watched the white face screaming in the flames. The final form was revealed: "You dare to do this to me-"

It didn't even say a word, and it was burned to the gray by Xiao Li.

Zhu Yiting squatted for a while: "Why don't you believe him? What he said should..."

Xiao Li interrupted his words: "Semi-truth, the highest state of lies, he lied in the details."

The dark-haired boy then found the last straw, tied a small and scary scarecrow, and folded it into four sections with a straw. They made the hands of the scarecrow's hands and feet, and then he read the soul-soul again, only this time, Xiao Li added a sentence in the last sentence: "Those who are slow to refuse to leave, those who have a memory."

This time, the soul of the condition is very slow.

Xiao Li was very patient and waited for it to condense a little. It was a soul that was about to break. Its arrival did not cause even a little wind.

It condensed on the straw and opened his eyes: "Here... I am... Who?"

The voice is light like a proverb, and Xiao Li puts a light voice: "Do you remember the past?"

"I...no..." The grimace was still very confused at first. If you couldn’t listen to Xiao Li’s words, it was dissipating a little bit. In the end, it shouted in general, “Save it, you save it — I beg you! It is still very small-"

The ghost face has not completely dissipated, and a cat screams outside the house: "Hey."

A black little black cat sits outside the window and looks at them. The rounded cat eyes are like a pair of gems, reflecting the light in the dark.

At the moment when the cat called, the face was dispelled.

The little black cat's body hair was turned up, and it turned to the reincarnations in the room and jumped lightly outward.

Xiao Li almost immediately took the door. He grabbed the umbrella at the door and chased the black cat in the rain.

******

At the same time that Xiao Li held the gathering ceremony in the village of Jue, there was no place in the place.

A man slowly opened his eyes, his twilight is very special, it seems to condense countless light points, beyond the reality dimension.

He looked down and there was a lake under his feet.

The man didn't know what he saw. He was somewhat motivated, but for some reason he stopped moving. He sat back again.

He made an exception and appeared in places where he should not appear, more than once.

So now, he can only continue to be patient and continue to look at his loved ones far away.

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