I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Generally speaking, when it comes to playing games with ghosts, the outcome is to win the ghosts, and the humans can survive, and once lost, it means death.

At present, Sherlock is the first one to guess the boxing with the ghosts, but no one can say who the next one is, so the heavenly machine is replaced by himself, and it is analyzed with great care.

In the nervous sight, the ghost arm of the window in the window from top to bottom, slowly falling, when the position fell to the waist side, the palm of the hand smashed out a cloth - this cloth did not last long, in the formation At the time, it was completely changed into scissors.

On the side of Xiao Li, he used to be a stone, and then the middle of the arm fell into a stone. However, at the end, he turned into a scissors.

A good win, it has become a draw!

It’s hard to vomit blood, he can’t figure out what Sherlock thinks – he couldn’t help but walk over his body to see Sherlock’s face, and found that the other person was not surprised by the result, even the draw was him. Guided by one hand.

Xiao Liwei turned his head sideways. At this time, the train bumped again. He looked at his right hand and raised his lips: "Pedition, I won."

The grief of anger:? ? ?

Isn't it a tie, where did you win? ! Did you win in this area?

However, the unexpected thing is that the mirror ghost in the window is pale, it has turned from Xiao Li's reflection into its original appearance, it is a ghost that is about to melt.

The celestial plane noticed that the original Xiao Li was the right hand, and the ghost was the mirrored left hand. Now the ghost's left hand seems to be fixed, not moving.

Xiao Li once again extended his left hand and said to the ghost in the window: "Come back."

The ghost didn't move, it just looked face-to-face with Xiao Li – I don't know if it was the illusion of the celestial plane. He actually felt that the ghost's gaze seemed to show a little panic.

It said hoarsely: "You have won."

Celestial: "........."

Really won? Which is the world's rock-paper-scissors?

"I know." Xiao Li used his right hand to touch the ghost on the window. He hit the window with a rhythmical rhythm. He knocked on the ghost face again and again, just like playing face. "Win once, you Can't kill me, if I win the second time, what do I get?"

He said here, and thoughtfully added a sentence: "Or, you will lose something?"

"I am a bit curious."

Xiao Li didn't wait for the ghost's answer. He stretched his arm again and guessed the fist with the mirror in the window.

The mirror ghost seems to be unable to resist this force. It has to synchronize with Xiao Li. The fist that was held is the scissors at first, and finally settled in the fist.

On the other side of Xiao Li, it is from cloth to fist.

draw.

The ghost's right hand was also nailed to the window.

As a result, the hands of the two guessing fists slammed it on the window of the train, and unless they could break their arms, they could not leave.

Xiao Li looked at the painful look of his pain, and suddenly reached out to open the window - the mirror ghost in the window was suddenly sandwiched between the other glass, the whole face was squeezed and shaped.

He seemed to find it interesting. He turned back and forth and closed it twice, so that the ghosts kept squirming between relaxation and squeezing.

The celestial plane looked at this scene. He secretly licked himself, and took a sigh of relief. He turned back and asked Jiang to move: "I am stunned? Isn't that a tie?"

Ginger moved to look at the painful ghosts in the window, and there was some hair in his heart—the hair that was made for the pleasant smile of Sherlock. He cleared his throat and said, “I looked at the draw... Sherlock, this What exactly is going on?"

Xiao Li closed the window and blocked the cold wind from the outside. He turned back and asked: "What do you think?"

"Scissors, stones, cloth, is it given another meaning? Similar to black sheep, white flowers and the sun," Tianji thought, "you also have the same symbol, which means that you have caught up with its ideas, white flowers and White flowers offset each other..."

He said that he stopped at the end, could not edit it, looked at Xiao Li with innocent eyes, and said dryly: "Please explain."

Xiao Li was listened to by his complicated conjecture: "To offset each other, do you think this is a happy music?"

Celestial: "..."

This is not because of Sherlock, he thought of this high image!

Before the horror of the sky, Xiao Li patted the shoulders of the youth, and the words turned forward, and asked with enthusiasm: "Water surface, window, what do you think they have in common?"

This time, thinking about it for a moment, he thought of their respective mirrors on the window and said the answer: "Mirror."

“Yes.” Xiao Lidao, “This is the key to the guessing game.”

"Guessing the boxing game, once the ghost ghost asks you to guess the fist, you have to fight, because you have to keep the same movements with him, this is the meaning of mirroring."

"Whether you lose or win, the result runs counter to the mirror. Win is lose, lose or lose, only a draw, is the real 'mirror', and 'mirror' is not thinking, it can only stay in place , reflecting the second side of the real person."

One of the celestial planes saw the look of the ghost: "You have seen it from the beginning to the beginning of the guessing game for only two minutes, you directly think of a draw?"

"It takes a long time to think about it? If you know that it is a ghost, you should think directly." Xiao Li asked, he regretted adding in the end, "but won twice in the end, it will be nailed here to become a real mirror." I didn't think of it, otherwise I would carry a mirror fragment with me."

Bring the ghost back to study.

He touched the window with his hand, listened to the sound of the tapping, felt the thickness of it, and said to himself: "It doesn't seem to be broken."

At that moment, the ghost of the mirror and the secret plane showed a look of horror.

- If you can smash, what do you want to do? !

The Jiang Shift is the most stable one among them. He interrupted Xiao Li’s movement in time and proposed: “Thanks to Sherlock, since the crisis of the third station ghost has been lifted, then we will be in front of the fourth station. Just face the pen fairy and a ghost, now it is better to go see the driving list."

Xiao Li had no objection to this. He said goodbye to the ghosts on the window and came to Deng’s room with other people.

The original platform on the bus table shows [21:30 to 35 minutes on April 29, Liu'an Station], and the fourth station after the **** modification has not been displayed.

"The interval has been lengthened again." Jiang moved to worry, "There is still the fourth and fifth stations, maybe five days apart."

Xiao Li leaned on the table, his hand pressed on the speedometer, and suddenly said: "It’s been too long."

"That's no way, who told us that we didn't protect the passengers." The sky shrugged. "But the Mirror Ghost is now nailed to the window, and we can breathe more now."

"There must be a way to end early, but we haven't thought of it yet," Xiao Li said with certainty.

According to the style of the task, there are generally two ways to cope, one is active attack, the other is passive avoidance, and this time the two tasks are passive avoidance, then it can only be explained that the solution to the active attack is very hidden. deep.

Xiao Li looked at the window for two seconds, and now the scenery that the ghost train has traveled has changed a bit, rubbing through the banyan trees - he suddenly remembered the words left by Pharaoh when he left, the reincarnation passed the ghost ticket Come up, how does the ghost train know and let him get on the bus?

Xiao Li seemed to find some clues. He turned and walked out of the house and walked in the direction of the front of the car.

"Hey - Sherlock!" The telescope slowed down half a beat, and when he shouted, the other party had already left. He had to ask the rest of the **** shift and Wu Yiyi, "Go, catch up and see?"

Ginger nodded and moved with them toward Xiao Li.

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The destination of Xiao Li is very simple, that is, the car room.

The original captain should have been killed by ghosts, but now driving the train, I don’t know if it’s a spiritual power or a real ghost.

Xiao Li walked through a section of the car and finally stayed in front of the locked door of the captain's room.

Tan Li stretched out his small pocket from his pocket. Instead of using his hair this time, he stretched his finger and inserted it into the keyhole. The door opened.

There was no one in the cab room, and there was no light, it was dark, and it was in stark contrast to the carriage that did not extinguish the lights for 24 hours.

Located in front of the seat of the captain is the console with countless buttons, hands, and a complicated road map.

The control facilities seem to be fixed by some kind of power and can only be driven on a fixed route.

Xiao Li tried to touch the steering wheel with his hand and tried to hit the right side, but it did not move, and it could not be shaken by humans.

He looked at the road map in front of the corner of the screen, which only spread out from the third station, but the fourth station has not yet been shown, and the same is shown on the bus table, then it will be explained ......

The next stop, at the moment, is not decided at all?

Each station's psychic platform is determined half an hour before the time arrives.

This is simply a ghost train that does not have a fixed route.

So if you want to reach the terminal, you only need -

Xiao Li turned and let go of the steering wheel of the coach room and ran to the Deng magazine room.

He bumped into the sky and other people at the door of the captain's room, leaving a "I know" and trotting to their place.

The telescope looked around at the captain's room and quickly turned around and chased after Xiao Li: "Do you know what you are? Can you not be so mysterious?!"

He originally wanted to go back to his calm side, but when faced with Sherlock, I don’t know why he couldn’t help but keep up and want to growl.

They returned to Deng’s room like they were smashed. Xiao Li was leaning over the table and holding a pen in his hand. He seemed to want to drop the pen on the bus.

The sky is shocked: "Stay in the pen, what do you want to do?"

In the hands of Xiao Li, the pen was in midair and explained to the celestial plane: "The driving route of the ghost train is not fixed. It is based on the platform planned by this table, which is why the next stop has not been displayed yet. That's because it hasn't been determined yet."

There is no need to say a few words, as long as they can know that Ginger’s move is immediately like a slap in the face. He stepped forward and said, “We were cheated by the task.”

“Yes, so you only need to write the terminal on the bus stop, then the next stop is the terminal.”

Xiao Li bowed his head and used the pen to draw the time on the original platform. Under the revised third stop, he wrote: [23:11, April 26, the terminal station s city. 】

The specific time and place are not important. You can write a place at random. The time is very close to the present. The only important thing is the word “terminal”.

The time filled by Xiao Li is only five minutes away.

After five minutes, they will arrive at the terminal and end the mission.

This is the solution for Task 1. Otherwise, if you have been waiting for it, then even if they wait until the fifth stop, they will still appear on the new platform, because this is a never-ending ghost train.

It does not have a terminal.

Wu Yiyi had already done a good job to end the world for a long time, and even went out of preparation. She was still holding the bottle of water that Xiao Li gave her. The girl said gratefully: "Thank you, Sherlock Brother! You are amazing. ”

Xiao Li has been stuck for a long time. He touched his nose and was not very good at facing such sincere gratitude. After a long time, he said: "Hey, thank you."

Ginger moved and smiled and said: "If you can queue up to your teammates this time."

"This is my personal telephone in reality. In order to show sincerity, I only give you mys, no exchange." Jiang shifted a piece of paper from his pocket and borrowed a letter from Xiao Li to write a string. The number and his own name are handed to Xiao Li. "Do not misunderstand. I think you are very good. I want to make a joint appointment. If you want to team up with me, call this number."

Xiao Li put away the note and the pen and nodded.

The celestial plane did not speak. He waited for the **** to transfer to the Xiao Li number, and continued to press the phone with a blank expression. This time the sound of the old calculator app is another number, which is round and round: 136xxxxxxx7680 .

This is obviously a bunch of phone numbers.

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

He didn't move, and he didn't take out his cell phone to remember the phone number, which made the sky a little lost.

Xiao Li had not found it at the beginning. As a result, the sight was directly on the eyes of the heavenly machine. He only used his finger to click on the temple: "... I wrote down the number."

The plane nodded with satisfaction, the finger moved slightly, and entered a string of numbers.

The old-fashioned calculator makes the sound of the rainbow fart: 999999999 -

6 turned over!

In the repeated number 9, five minutes soon arrived. At the moment of the ghost train parking, Xiao Huangben jumped out:

[The reincarnation Xiao Li completed the original task one, completed a grade a multi-ghost copy task, evaluated the level s, the task completion degree was 90%, and obtained 1000 surviving coins. 】

[Scenario conversion. 】

[3, 2, 1 -]

[Excellent. 】

[Applause, call. 】

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