I Wasn’t Born Lucky

This time, Abel and Aibo are no longer moving in the direction of the past, but are constantly circling in the forest.

The more the forest moves toward the inside, the denser the trees, the shorter the distance between the trees and the trees, and the umbrella surface is easily scratched by the branches.

The two people in front have already put away their umbrellas, and they have worn the waterproof cloth that they have prepared long before they are on the top of their heads.

... must get an umbrella.

Xiao Li looked at the degree of dense branches and reached this conclusion.

However, just as he was preparing to close the umbrella, another person appeared from the forest.

The other person did not hide his meaning. He swayed out of the woods, and one hand broke the branches that blocked the road, and made a crisp squeak, which was then covered by rain.

The tall, tall youth wore a black coat and half of her shoulders were wet with rain.

Shen Yuzhi stood in front of Xiao Li, holding an umbrella in one hand and a black hat in the other.

He fixedly looked at Xiao Li, reached for the other's umbrella and put a hat on him.

This hat hat is very wide and can block the erosion of rain to some extent.

Xiao Li did not refuse, he pressed down the pressure cap, the entire face almost did not enter the shadow, leaving only a delicate squat.

The rustling rain fell on his shoulders and penetrated into the jacket.

Shen Yuzhi also took off his umbrella. He took off his coat and covered the two with a jacket, so that he could get closer to Xiao Li.

He bent slightly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Li: "... watching the show."

Sinking: "Take me one."

Xiao Li is somewhat uncomfortable. He is used to acting alone, even if Ye Zeqing and others like to follow him, but ... Shen Zhizhi is not the same as them.

But now is not the time to hesitate.

Xiao Li used a finger to bounce her arm and responded with body language:

He went to the place where Able and others heard the news, indicating that the other party was keeping up.

The sinking fall behind him, he smiled and followed.

The woods were uncleaned all the year round. The trees were tall, and the vigorous and vigorous branches stretched their claws toward the sky. The sound of the rain mixed with the sound of the wind, completely burying the sound of the two people stepping on the branches.

It was clear that it was not yet at night, but the forest was scary and black, only to see a short distance in front of him, and Able in front of him flashed a flashlight.

Able turned back frequently during the process of going forward, frowning behind him.

Abo, who was on the side, asked: "What happened?"

Able: "I always feel that something is behind us..."

The pale light of the flashlight illuminates every inch behind the two, and the wind slams into the leaves with raindrops. The shadows of the trees are constantly falling on the ground, as if monsters are hidden in all directions.

Aibo carried a thing in one hand. He threw it like a bowling ball. It swayed and fell back into his hand.

Aibo stared at the things in his hand: "Do you feel wrong? It didn't respond, there are no ghosts nearby."

Able: "Will it be a person?"

"People?" Aibo smirked. "Those reincarnations? They are still in the hotel to find evil spirits. Just be bold and dare to follow us?"

"Most people are like this," Able turned the flashlight, was convinced by his companions, and stepped forward. "But there are also people worth noting."

Aibo’s twilight moment keeps an eye on the things in his hand: “Like that Hercules? I think he looks like a goblin.”

The rain accumulated on the plastic cloth on the top of Able's head. He had to shake off the rain on it briefly, which allowed the rain to sneak into his neck.

Able reached out and wiped the rain from his neck: "It's coming, get ready."

"Holy**, I really hate this rain, I can finally end it." Aibo can't wait to say.

He ran away, and later he was in trouble. He simply threw away the fabric and allowed the dense branches to pass through his clothes, leaving even small scratches on his side.

Xiao Li stopped at a distance.

He is familiar with this road. This is the road to Lingxi Village.

When I walked out of the edge of the forest, the dim light shone from the sky, and Aibo and Able stood at the door of the dead village and looked inside, revealing such a look.

Aibo raised his hand high: "It is here, the place before is misleading, here is where we are looking."

Xiao Li only saw the thing that Aibo held in his hand, a statue.

A somewhat shoddy stone statue resembles the Egyptian pharaoh, with a man with closed eyes and a crown on his head.

In front of the village, the stone man's eyes have a tendency to open, and its mouth is rising.

"Shannan Shuibei, the land of extreme yin," Able said with a satisfactory look. "The news that we bought the price from the referee is really correct. There is something we need in this copy world. I don't want to spend a lot of money." The price is bought to get involved in the world of props."

"Hurry up," Aibo urged. "I want to leave the hotel earlier, and it is getting more and more surprised."

Able propped up the umbrella, he took out the mission book, wrote a few words on it, and then a golden compass fell from the air. He took the compass and bit his fingertips. A drop of bright red blood fell on the compass's pointer, which gave off a pale golden glow.

This halo quickly spread toward the village of Lingnao, covering the entire village, and a transparent soul was sucked out from various households, floating in the air and entering the compass.

Aibo looked at the scene with joy: "As long as the 128 souls of the village are gathered and sacrificed to the adults, we can get out of here and get his favor and make a wish."

Able looked at the forest behind him, and he couldn’t see it clearly: "I always feel... someone is following us."

This made him feel a little confused.

Ai Bodao: "Come on, it will succeed soon" -

The compass in the air attracted a soul, but after about ten minutes, the compass trembled, and the corner was not perfect, but there was no soul in the village.

"what's the situation?!"

As soon as he was able to succeed, Ai Bo reached out and grabbed the compass: "It’s still a soul...he clearly said there is enough!"

Able's face changed. He obviously couldn't accept the fact. He used his fingers to fiddle with the pointer on the compass. The arm trembled with force and the blue veins were exposed.

"Go in and see!"

"This..." Aibo hesitated to look at the gloomy dead village.

The expectation of defeat made Able lose the cautious and careful care of the past, he roared: "Go in!"

His voice was broken by anger, and it was blown into the air by the wind, and it also drifted into Xiao Li’s ear.

Xiao Li standing on the edge of the woods: "........."

He guessed that the two men were talking about Xu Jin’s husband.

It is a pity that the buddy has been taken back to the next-door laboratory by the ghouls - if Aibo has the ability to track, he might find him on the back of the ghoul or in the stomach.

They are destined to return empty-handed.

Shen Zhizhi always pays attention to him. When he sees the look on Xiao Li’s face, he asks: “Do you know where the last soul went?”

Xiao Li: "In the stomach next door neighbor."

Sinking: "..."

The young man raised his lips and looked at him sideways.

The rain is deafening, behind it is a dark forest of fear, the front is a ridiculously dead village, and the resilience of the resentful, this is really not a good place to talk about love.

But the juvenile's side is real, he is accompanying the other side to do something he often does alone, which will make Shen Yi think that he is integrated into the other world.

They stood here for a short time.

The rain disappeared a little and was replaced by his heartbeat.

Sinking should not have such a thing, but he actually felt the heart's jump in this human body.

For a moment, two times, it seems to be able to jump out of the throat.

This feeling is completely different from what he feels when he becomes a shadow, or other forms.

The youth tightened the fingers holding the coat.

Xiao Li’s shoulders leaned against his chest, and the warmth of the contact spread, and the raindrops dripped into his eyes.

Everything is false, only the real moment at this moment.

Shen Yuzhi bowed his head.

The kiss fell on the other's hair.

Like a drop of rain that falls in love with the petals, it is destined to slip, but the one second it stays is infinitely magnified and stretched into a century.

*********

Into the night.

Another night.

After Xiao Li and Shen Yuzhi came back from the outside, almost after dinner, Able and other talents appeared gloomy in the eyes of everyone.

Jiang Linwen tentatively asked them what happened, but did not get an answer.

Aibo is ruthlessly slamming the door, a look that is uncomfortable.

Able can also give more. He is a calm uncle, but now he is like a trapped beast. He is red-eyed and pacing back and forth in his room.

Both he and Aibo were calm because they had stone carvings. As long as they got the soul of the village, they could leave the world and make a wish, but now they lack a soul. They have to fall into the same way as other reincarnations. situation.

Also face the erosion of evil spirits.

Damn it.

If... can you make up a soul? Kill a reincarnation and fill the vacancy...

Able put his hands on his waist and took a gun from his leg sleeve.

But when he had not officially decided, he suddenly heard the knock on the door.

"咚咚咚-"

The voice scared Able, and he didn't even hear any footsteps.

But as a veteran reincarnation, he immediately realized what was happening. He tightened his body and quickly walked toward the window. He opened the pillowcase that served as a curtain and tried to open the window and jumped out of the window.

The people outside the door saw no response, and they spoke directly: "Able, something went out, they told me to let you go."

It turns out that... it is "it"!

Able immediately heard the identity of the other party. He could immediately identify the identity of the evil spirit, but the name was on the tip of his tongue, but he suddenly hesitated.

If you identify the mistake, you will die.

If...the person outside the door is the real reincarnation? Or is this an illusion made by evil spirits?

He will die because he has misidentified, and he does not dare to take the risk.

The people outside the door knocked on the door hard. "It" continued: "Able? Are you okay? The bodies are coming out again, they are waiting for you below."

Is it identified or not?

These two thoughts were fighting in Able's mind. He covered his mouth and did not make any movement.

"Forget it, if you don't believe it, I will let them come up and tell you, I will go first." The person at the door of the room stopped for half a minute, and then there was no movement.

However, Abel in the room did not have any relaxation - this person was quiet when he came, who knows if the other person is gone, or is he standing at the door?

Or escape from the window first.

Able turned and pushed the window open to the sides, moved a chair, and stepped on a chair with one foot, trying to leave.

However, the people at the door shook the locks up and down at this time. "It" raised the voice and shouted: "Able? What are you doing? What are you doing? They are waiting for you below, are you going out?" ”

Able's body was cold, and the blood seemed to be frozen. He tried to control himself and took out life-saving props, but his hand was caught and could not move.

"Can't go out! You have to come down, join them, they are waiting for you."

The door swayed violently, and time had not allowed him to hesitate.

If he does not want to die, he must identify it.

Able said directly: "I want to identify, evil spirits are --"

The door was kicked open when he spoke. "It" appeared in Able's field of vision. The man's hand stretched directly, and instantly reached the window from the door, blocking Abel's mouth. He can't make any scales.

"It" looked at Able's round eyes and approached Able.

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