I Wasn’t Born Lucky

At the end of the recording of the mobile phone, Xiao Li started again, and this passage once again resounded through the stairwell: "Within seven days... you will come down with me!"

The upper body that emerged from the pool of blood is a **** body. There is no obvious facial features on his face. He can only guess its meaning from its body language. At this time, it obviously turns his head toward the ear of his mobile phone. After a while, the neck twisted out a sharp arc, as if I didn't quite understand what the recording was.

The recording of this ghost call has been played back and forth by Xiao Li, and it was publicly punished until Ye Zeqing interrupted him: "Moratti, you are...?"

Xiao Li: "When it was called to me, I recorded it."

He took back the phone. Although Xiao Li deliberately kept the distance between the phone and the **** ears, there was still some blood splashing on the screen of the phone. He hesitated for a moment and looked at Rodian: "Is there a paper towel?"

Luo Di'an was also a little confused, but after listening to Xiao Li's question, she subconsciously flipped over the backpack and took a bag of napkins from it and handed it to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li bowed his head and wiped the screen with a paper towel, put the phone back in his pocket and looked at Ye Zeqing.

Ye Zeqing pointed to the blood ghost and asked: "I know this is a recording, but what do you do to give it to it?"

"Do a test. The countdown to life starts from the third call, which means that the call is the key to the curse," Xiao Li explained. "Just don't know if the focus of the curse is on the phone itself, or after the call is connected." What the devil said, and whether the curse can be spread through the recording."

Xiao Li said here, to Ye Zeqing: "You communicate with it, ask what it feels after listening to the curse recording?"

Ye Zeqing: "........."

- He does not know why, feeling that he is now a translation intermediary platform, live broadcast of Xiao Li and the blood ghost...

The young man shook his head, sinking his heart, and carefully using his physique to sense the mood of the blood ghost. After a long time, the leaves opened his eyes: "It has a lot of external power in the body, it is doing with that force. Fight."

Xiao Li handed her finger to her mouth and bit it twice: "External power is a curse... What emotions do you have now?"

Ye Zeqing looked at him with some sadness.

Xiao Li asked inexplicably: "What happened?"

Ye Zeqing: "I am not a translator."

Xiao Li: "..."

Ye Zeqing said that, but he still answered Xiao Li's words: "It has no unified thinking, only general emotions, it does not know what happened, it feels panic."

Ye Zeqing didn't say a word - just didn't know if the panic was given by the phone ghost or by Xiao Li.

The **** ghost had been restored for a while, but soon, half of it appeared in the blood pool.

It seems that there is a person who writes with the blood of a **** ghost with his fingers, a stroke: 96.

It’s a countdown.

The blood ghost screamed in the same place, directly hitting the box on the steps and erasing the numbers.

Xiao Li saw the opportunity to jump from the blood ghost, and fell to Ye Zeqing and others: "Let's go."

Ye Zeqing is a bit sad: "Don't we finish reading? It's rare to see, the **** ghosts call the ghosts, I want to see what they are doing."

Xiao Li has gone down a staircase and said no to her head: "The phone wins."

The curse of the phone ghost belongs to the boss level of this copy world, and the blood ghost is just one of the mobs. The gap between the two is not the same.

Ye Zeqing had to follow up.

Rodriguez has been careful to follow behind the phone recording time, and finally smoothed out everything - she looked at the decreasing number on her arm and asked Xiao Li: "Is it... ...just like the midnight bell, we can alleviate the countdown to life by spreading the phone curse?"

The reason why she never thought of this layer was mainly because the media in the midnight bell was a videotape, and the ghost call here was a phone call. Now Xiao Li has confirmed that the recording also contains a curse, so the purpose of the female ghost is not Want more people to accompany her, that is, spread the curse to others?

"This is a possibility, but I don't think it is a solution." Xiao Li replied while paying attention to the floor.

"Hey--" from the upstairs, the sound of heavy objects hit, like the blood-blood is going crazy, and the phone ghost is bustling, the entire staircase of the earthquake creaks.

Han Jin’s fall did not cause any substantial damage to him, but his pants were stained with blood, his body was dusty, his face was dirty.

Han Jin gasped and said: "Let's go faster, in case the winners in them come over and come over to us -"

The crowd speeded up and ran down.

The stairs of the safe passage are very dark, there is no window, so there is no light. They dare not open the flashlight. They are afraid of attracting the attention of ghosts upstairs and can only touch the black forward.

They ran from the third floor to the second floor, and then went down a circle -

Ye Zeqing still wants to continue, but Xiao Li grabs him.

"what happened?"

"This is the second floor."

"and so?"

"We just got down from the second floor and saw the second floor. There are more floors."

"........."

Rodian took out a flashlight and went to the sign on the corner of the corridor, which read "2f".

Next to the signage of the corridor, a door was quietly closed, like waiting for the returnees to go out from the door.

At this time, the blood ghosts upstairs have been quiet, I do not know whether it is a failure, or fleeing outside, the entire stairwell is quiet.

Quiet and flustered.

"Let's go down again." Xiao Li raised a finger and gestured down the stairs.

They walked down again, after two stairs, and in the place that should have been "1f", they still showed "2f".

They returned to the origin again.

“Ghosts hit the wall?” said Rodian, uneasy.

She had an item on hand that could restrain this kind of ecstasy, but it was a pity that it was used up in the last world.

Xiao Li stood in the same place, and his eyes fell on the door that walked out of the 2f safe passage.

He once encountered the ghost wall created by the pen fairy on the ghost train, but the pen fairy personally took them out - just this time the ghost wall is not the same, the ghost also specially left a fan for them. door.

"There are ghosts outside the door." Ye Zeqing also looked at the door. His face was not so good. "The ghost in the corridor is scattered, but there is definitely a ghost behind the door."

"Trying up?" Going down, Rodian thought of it naturally, maybe the power of the ghosts could help them out of the wall.

They tried again, but this time it was in front of the crowds, still on the second floor.

The returnees were trapped on this floor.

Xiao Li put his hand directly on the door handle of the door on the second floor, and pressed it down, the door opened.

Rodien was shocked and immediately stopped Xiao Li: "You -"

Xiao Li turned back: "Do you have any other way?"

Rodian shook his head.

"That's it," Xiao Li pushed the door open and walked out. "Since this is what it wants us to enter, then go in and see."

His outline is almost integrated with the darkness, and his back disappears quickly at the door.

In view of many experiences, Ye Zeqing did not hesitate to follow up, and the remaining Rodian and Han Jin looked at each other and chose to keep up with a bite.

On the right arm of the girl covered by clothes, that number was reduced by one more and became 64.

******

From the door of the safe passage, there was no ghost directly to the crowd - even compared to the visual effect, a melodious violin sounded into the ears from a distance.

After Xiao Li heard the violin, he noticed the scene in front of him.

This is obviously not an administrative building, but a relatively old building. Every room in the corridor is very large and empty, with a mirror full of walls, and the room reads "2-1". "2-2" looks more like a dance room than a classroom.

Xiao Li looked back and saw that the door they had come out had disappeared and became the wall of the seal.

He can only walk forward in the corridor along the music, and there is a dance room in front of the lamp, which is the only light source in the entire corridor, like a flame that attracts moths.

With the progress of Xiao Li's footsteps, the music has also changed, from brisk and lively to a heavy and emotional violin.

Xiao Li whispered: "Does this also bring bgm?"

This sentence was followed by his Ye Zeqing, and was immediately stunned by saliva.

If it wasn't for his sensitivity to the ghost, he wouldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Li is getting closer to the dance room, and the light from the inside stretches his shadow on the wall, and Xiao Li also sees the movement in the dance room.

There was a figure in it. She wore ballet shoes and raised her toes. She was following the low and mournful music, sometimes leaping high and sometimes sinking.

She turned too fast and no one could see her face.

The crowd did not stand out directly, fearing to disturb the dancer, just standing in the corner and looking out at her.

"Is this...man? Or a ghost?" Han Jin leaned over Ye Zeqing's ear and looked like he was biting his ear.

Ye Zeqing shrunk his neck and pushed him away: "Attention, it's a ghost... The ghost I felt before, she is."

This is a fully enclosed corridor, with the exception of several dance rooms, there are no other doors to enter and exit.

They stood here to watch her dance. When the end of the district, the dancers bowed to the mirror of the uninspired, and then the new music rang again.

The prelude to music is a piece of music that expresses resentment. The beginning of the light is reduced by eight degrees, just as the player is venting, and the dullness makes people panic.

The dancer's expression also changes with the music, from a modest smile to a face full of hatred.

"You can't let it jump." Ye Zeqing noticed this, anxiously.

From the beginning of joy, to sadness, to hatred -

It is obviously mobilizing the dancers’ hatred towards the returnees.

In the third second of the beginning of the music, a deafening sound of music passed through it.

There is a powerful male voice loudly: "The times are calling!"

The dynamic broadcast gymnastics music rang and completely covered the previous piece.

The dancer stopped dancing.

Dancer:? ? ?

The author has something to say: Dancer: No one can beat me in my bgm! ! !

Xiao Li: Then change a bgm.

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