I Wasn't Born Lucky

The ghost faces that suddenly appeared in the old house, coupled with the heavy rain outside and the dim oil lamp, are all classic plots in horror movies.

Even Lance, who is a senior reincarnator, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a few beats in that shock.

Especially when the face outside the window seemed to be aware of his gaze, and turned those eyes that were staring directly at Park Soo Jin to Lance, he couldn't help but make a sign of the cross in his heart.

But the ghost has no intention of coming in yet.

Lance swallowed, looked at that face, and shook his sleeping teammates one by one.

At such a time, no one would still have such a thing as getting up, not to mention that the others were just taking a nap in their clothes. As soon as Lance moved a little, the rest of them opened their eyes.

Lance made a silent gesture at them, and pointed to the window with sweat on his brow.

Qing Shui got up from the quilt on the ground. In such a scene, his breath was a little flustered, and he subconsciously moved away from the window.

Xiao Li didn't pay much attention to that face, he had been staring at Pu Xiujin since he was woken up, and the other party naturally woke up, his pupils constricted, and he only looked at the face outside the window directly opposite.

The face outside the window was getting closer and closer to the window, and it had already squeezed its entire face against the glass, its facial features were deformed as a result, and the corners of its mouth kept staring at Pu Xiujin with a half-smile.

[Let's go out, get out of this room! 】Qing Shui borrowed the oil lamp on the table to write in his task book.

AK47 and Tai, the two most powerful reincarnations, came to Park Soo-jin one after another. They used their bodies to cut off the eyes of the other party and the actor ghost. They neatly loosened the rope that tied Park Soo-jin and the bedpost together, and reconnected. Tie the hands of the female reincarnator behind her back, and half-drag and half-hug her to the door.

Fortunately, Pu Xiujin was also docile. Apart from being controlled by the opera ghost, she looked sleepy and did not move.

This actor ghost is also very strange, it has been lying outside the window, without any movement or intention to come in, it seems that it is not in a hurry to take away Pu Xiujin's face, but like a cat catching a mouse, letting the reincarnated people flee...

Wait, run away——

Xiao Li sat on the bed where Pu Xiujin was sitting just now, facing the actor ghost outside the window, and stared at him.

The actor ghost spends so much time peeping at them late at night, it is definitely not just to satisfy its desire to peep, but to scare it deliberately.

It knows that the reincarnated people will find it and avoid it, so that it can keep chasing these people, like a hunter besieging prey, and finally drive them to a certain place. The probability is the street where Park Soo Jin died in the prophecy. Its The desire to hunt was satisfied, and then he hunted and killed Pu Xiujin.

And at this moment, the actor ghost outside the window looks a little different from the daytime...

Xiao Li sat up from the bed, walked to the window, then picked up a pen, and wrote a sentence in the little yellow book: [Rang Rang, I'm going to open the window. 】

The window opened outwards, if the opera ghost kept its face pressed against the window, it would be hit by the window when Xiao Li opened it.

The actor ghost was taken aback, it had never experienced the fear of the coffin ghost, its face was no longer so close, but slightly tilted outward at an angle.

Xiao Li pushed open the window directly, and the outside raindrops mixed with moisture relentlessly hit the still warm room, covering the sky and covering the ground.

The oil lamp on the table gave out a small "puff" and was blown out by the wind, and the whole room fell into darkness again, only the sparse moonlight outside could barely illuminate it.

The water vapor wet Xiao Li's hair, but he didn't take this into consideration, instead, he stared straight at the opera ghost.

Standing at the door, Qing Shui, who was about to come in and tell Xiao Li to move his position as soon as possible: "..."

——Is Sherlock going to start again?

He didn't dare to interrupt the other party hastily, and he didn't want to leave directly. In the end, he simply stood at the door and carefully peeked into the room.

At this time, the obstruction of the window was removed, and the face of the actor ghost looked even more strange when he looked at it from a close distance.

Her black hair was wet, covering most of her face, her eyes were long and narrow, and the end of her eyes was covered with pink rouge, reminiscent of the peach tree in the backyard of an old house.

That's all, it's actually pretty good, at best it's a flamboyant ghost, but the lower half of the opera ghost's face doesn't match the upper half, it's full of rotten flesh.

The opera ghost and Xiao Li looked at each other for about ten seconds, then rolled up its sleeves to cover the lower half of its face.

With its graceful figure and gorgeous costumes, if it really stands on the stage, it must be a generation of singers.

It's just that the opera ghost has never sung, nor has it made any sound, and if you look closely, its expressions are all the same, frozen in a certain moment.

Xiao Li looked left, right, right, up and down several times before he figured out the difference between the other party and the daytime - its body became transparent again, no longer pale as in the daytime, but rather translucent.

Xiao Li lowered his head, took out the small yellow book, turned to a blank page, wrote a line and then held it up to show the opera ghost: 【Can you sing? 】

Perhaps the opera ghost had never met anyone who asked it such a question, so it was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Li: 【If you can sing, just sing a part? 】

The water sleeve that the opera ghost was holding trembled, and it circled around on the spot, but it didn't speak.

silence.

Does it have to obey this rule too, or—

Xiao Li was halfway through thinking, when the two of them were "looking at each other affectionately", there was a commotion at the door.

AK47 and Tae put Park Soo Jin in a corner of the corridor after carrying him out.

After losing the attention of the actor ghost, Park Soo-jin originally lowered her head and stayed in place peacefully. In addition, her hands were tied, so there was no threat. AK47 did not put too much energy on her, but Pay attention to the ghosts in the room and outside the window.

However, just now, the rope that had been binding Pu Xiujin suddenly fell off by itself, and she began to want to run to the outside world.

AK47 grabbed her subconsciously. He has been exercising all year round and has learned various martial arts. His body is full of tendons. His strength should be hard for Park Soo Jin to resist.

But here lies the problem, Park Soo Jin somehow became extremely powerful, even with AK47 and Tai, it took a lot of effort to subdue her.But just when he tied the rope to each other again, AK47 was kicked by Park Xiujin, hitting his ankle, his lower body was unstable, and he was about to fall down the stairs, and he was about to follow in the footsteps of Park Xiujin——

AK47's complexion changed. At this critical moment, he put his finger on the front of the first flight of stairs in time, twisted his momentum with his waist force, and prevented himself from making a sound.

But at this moment, the pistol he had been wearing fell out of the bag, and it happened at the same time as he stood still, leaving no chance for the AK47 to save it. It hit the ground and made a sound.

The sound was quickly covered by the sound of rain outside, but only the reincarnators present heard the crisp sound, which means... AK47 also violated the taboo, and he was the second person to die in the prophecy people.

Qing Shui's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately realized that he had made a habitual mistake in thinking - he thought that before the death of No.1 Park Soo Jin, there would be no order for other people to die.

But dying, and violating taboos are two different things.

Between these two things, there will be a buffer time.

Ghosts can completely make them break taboos one by one, and then die one by one in order...

AK47 stood where he was, his muscles tensed, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Tai, who was standing beside him, comforted: [There is still hope. 】

In the room, the opera ghost deepened its smile - it looked closely at Xiao Li, raised its sleeves, and the pattern embroidered on the sleeves came into Xiao Li's eyes.

Xiao Li withdrew his gaze from looking out of the room, and continued to pick up a pen to write a line on the little yellow book:【Can't sing?Then I will teach you. 】

Actor Ghost:? ? ?

— what... teach it?

Xiao Li coughed. He recalled for a moment the song that Chu Renmei sang in "The Old Corpse in the Mountain Village" in his childhood memory, and he really sang it: "When the husband is in love, and the concubine is in heartbreak, I know the feeling of grievance. Meeting is not easy and separation is easy.”

His singing is not loud, but it is still deafening to other people's ears.

Shimizu was stunned: "..."

——Wait, Sherlock, you have violated a taboo! !

——Secondly, why do you want to teach an actor to sing?And Sherlock, you don't sing very well, and you're faintly out of tune, you know, even the tune becomes a little star later on!

Xiao Li didn't know, he actually didn't remember the melody of this song very much, and he made it up all by himself, so that it was out of tune at all, and the tune was comparable to the scene of a car accident.

"—Is it true that the old love has no place to live, and it is an orphan who has a mother and no father? Guess the king." Xiao Li sang a short section with great interest, shaking his head slightly, and seemed to be still He asked quite contentedly, "Have you learned it?"

The actor ghost: "..."

Who wants to learn this kind of play?

The actor ghost doesn't speak, and the reincarnator is sluggish.

Xiao Li turned his head to look at Qing Shui who was standing at the door, and said, "Do you know what is the easiest way to break the prophecy?"

Shimizu shook his head.

Xiao Li went on to say, "It's a messed up sequence."

"As long as you find someone who is next in the order of death and let him take the initiative to violate the taboo, then you can disrupt the order."

"According to the logic, I should be the last one to break the taboo, but now I am the third person, so I don't know what Li Gui will do next." Xiao Li's voice was the only sound source in this ancient house at the moment, He wasn't panicked, but there was some interest and anticipation in his tone.

Qing Shui lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and typed a line on it: 【But this way—】

Xiao Li interrupted him: "I dare to do this because I already know."

【what do you know? 】

"The truth here." Xiao Li said, "Otherwise, I usually follow the rules."

The author has something to say: Xiao Li: I'm about to lose my voice.

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