I Wasn't Born Lucky

The stranger stood still at the door of Xiao Li's house, looking at the anti-theft door in front of him, his eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible coldness.

He used the red powder in his hand to make a simple mark on the wall next to the security door.

Then he took out a master key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, and the anti-theft door opened in response.

The stranger walked into the living room and quickly glanced at the general facilities in the room - the bathroom was lit with warm yellow lights, the sound of water flowing uninterruptedly, and the sound of conversation could be heard from time to time.

"You still don't want to take a bath? Look at your dirty one. After washing it, it doesn't become..." Xiao Li paused, looking for a suitable adjective, "Is the black one more pure?"

Little black cat: "...Meow meow meow meow!"

... This is the last time I let out a pig cry angrily.

During its short life as a cat, the previous hostess did not bathe it due to lack of resources, let alone after becoming a stray cat. cool.

Xiao Li tried to appease it: "Okay, you are not black, you are white, you are a little white cat, from now on I will call you little white."

Xiaobai: "...Meow!"

The stranger in the living room listened quietly to the sound from the bathroom for a while. After the little black cat let out a cry, he lowered his head and took out an astrolabe from his pocket, and fiddled with the pointer of the astrolabe. An index plummeted.

He looked at the index on the astrolabe and thought: There is something wrong with this cat, I can save my life later to see if I can take it for myself—oh, so what if you are a senior reincarnation, offended the court, and in the end Shouldn't it be a stepping stone for them to refine props?

He has done a lot of this kind of thing, and he has no psychological barriers for a long time.

Then the unintruded stranger looked up at the middle of the living room, where there was a painting, a beautiful old painting.

In the painting, there is a lush peach tree and a long-haired woman with a slender waist and a beautiful opera gown.Beside the woman, there is also a tiny, out-of-scale stick figure that appears to have been drawn as a prank.

It was the ancient painting singer who was brought out by Xiao Li. After he came out, he hung the painting in the conspicuous living room and let the opera ghost wander around at night.

The stranger frowned deeply. He felt that there was something wrong with the painting, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. In the end, he could only attribute it to the fact that the stickman was too ugly, which completely subverted the style of the whole painting.

What the informant told him was that the second young master of the Xiao family was a reincarnated person with decent strength, not top-notch, which thwarted their plan to find a yin girl, and this house was indeed not like a place for a powerful person to live , There is no formation, nor any spiritual weapon, so he didn't think much about it.

He bent down, and a bloody sickle suddenly appeared in his hand while waving. He walked slowly to the bathroom, walking towards the light in the darkness, just like his code name in the organization, Death.

But just after he took two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked at the painting again.

The angle of the head of the person in the painting has changed.

Originally, it was stroking the peach tree with its face sideways, but now it has turned around, and its face changes according to his steps... It is looking at him!

The stranger was startled, the woman in this painting is definitely a ghost, and even the astrolabe can't detect it, its strength must have surpassed that of a ghost, the level of a dungeon boss!

Then who is Xiao Li, how could there be such a level of ghost?

Diva's eyes fixed on the stranger, who smiled and stepped out of the painting.

The stickman came out with it, the stickman was not spiritual enough, he just hid behind the diva.The singer flicked her water sleeves in the air, half-covered her face, opened her mouth but made no sound, and sang a silent play.

The stranger slashed at Diva's face with the sickle in his hand. At the same time, he quickly took out a lighter from his pocket, intending to set the painting on fire.

But before the lighter was released, there was another resistance coming from behind him. It was a strand of slender hair, which came from the puppet who had been sitting obediently at the door and standing guard, hidden in the darkness.

The singer smiled slightly, the stickman jumped up and took the lighter, and it got closer to the man who was restrained and unable to move. It bent down and stretched out its hands towards the man——

The strange man's face was pale. He took out a blood-colored doll from his arms like he was bleeding profusely, crushed it, and then bit his fingertips, dripping a drop of blood on it.

The doll grew up rapidly, and its appearance was exactly the same as that of this stranger. It was a very precious life-saving prop and a life-saving doll.

The baby took the man's place and accepted the attack from the diva, but he took the opportunity and fled through the door as fast as he could.

But just as he came to the door, the puppet sitting on the threshold raised his head coldly and tripped him.

Diva appeared when he stretched out her hand and directly dragged him into the painting.

In the bathroom, Xiao Li glanced out of the door as if aware of it. He shook off the foam in his hand, clamped the nozzle on the shower, came to the door, opened the door of the bathroom, and looked out.

saw nothing.

Tan Li trotted to his lap.

Xiao Li grunted the puppet's head with his hand, turned back to the bathroom, and was shocked when he saw it——

In such a short period of time, the little black cat did not know where to get a simple purple umbrella, and put it under the nozzle, and hid himself under the umbrella, so as to resist the attack of water spray.

Xiao Li: "...I thought this umbrella was thrown in Juhun Village to show your old master the roof, so you took it back?"

The little black cat persistently hid under the umbrella: "Meow meow."

——In fact, if Xiao Li hadn't forced to take a bath, Tan Li and other ghosts were helping Xiao Li guard it outside the door, and it would have forgotten the umbrella long ago.

Xiao Li put away the umbrella, ignored the little black cat's struggle, washed the wet little black cat clean, wrapped it with a towel, and turned on the hair dryer.

The little black cat didn't like the sound of the hair dryer. It purred in protest, but it was useless. Xiao Li grabbed the back of its neck and blew it all over its body.

After finally blowing until it was completely dry, the little black cat couldn't bear it any longer, so it nibbled lightly on Xiao Li's palm with its teeth, but it was useless.

After taking a bath, the little black cat got rid of that layer of dust, the color is deeper, the fur is soft and fluffy, and with those round eyes, it blends into the night as soon as it stands in the night.

Xiao Li shook his hand, he stroked the little black cat from the beginning to the end, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

The little black cat kicked its chin with its hind foot, and trotted from the bathroom to the living room with its tail flicking.

Xiao Li turned off the light in the bathroom, came to the living room, and raised his eyebrows when he passed the ancient painting——

In that painting, there was a shadow of a person, lying at the feet of the singer, with a look of pain on his face, and there was an extra line of words on the edge of the painting: [My name is Xiuji. 】

Not surprised, Xiao Li turned on the TV, picked a drama channel for Xiu Ji to watch, while she sat on the sofa, listening to the babbling in her ears, and played with her mobile phone.

His WeChat group has been very lively recently. Although he doesn't read the forum, there are Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing, so he knows a little bit about the forum.

For example, the newly-released global reincarnation leaderboard is about to be updated, and discussions among various regions are intense; for example, Park Soo-jin spreads the word that he wants to invite him to dinner; for example, the top figures in each region have already communicated; and for example... Sherlock and Mo Riati's competition.

Zheng Yi said: "Xiao Li, someone said that Moriarty is better than you, do you think it's ridiculous? Don't worry, I have already popularized your glorious history with others, and argued with that person."

And Ye Zeqing said: "Xiao Li, do you know Sherlock? It seems that the rookies of reincarnators from all over the world are mentioning this name recently. I see that the behavior style mentioned on the forum is very similar to yours, but it is definitely not as strong as yours."

Xiao Li: "..."

He chose to cut out WeChat, and opened a game between Pesticide and Shen Mizhi.

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After the global copy is merged, the task interval is also longer.

And Xiao Huangben was unbelievably peaceful during this period, as if he was really a task book, only when Xiao Li took the initiative to poke him, he would respond a few words.

... Just like a young man who is about to meet his sweetheart.

Xiao Li had an ominous premonition, he vaguely felt that Xiao Huang wanted to make a big deal, but he didn't have any evidence until he received the next notice from the dungeon world.

[Every city has its own urban ghost stories, which are often hidden in everyone's life and exist in everyone's mouth.And your location this time is the Cavill Hotel - according to legend, there is a non-existent room deep in the hotel, some people can't see it, but some people can walk in.Anyone who walked in would die within five days.Whether this ghost story is true or not, who knows? 】

[Remaining safety time: 3 minutes. 】

[This task: 1. Verify the authenticity of the ghost talk within seven days, 2. End everything before it comes. You can choose to complete the above tasks. After completion, you will be randomly sent back to the real world. 】

[Friendly reminder: To verify the authenticity of the ghost story, you must personally participate in it, and you must enter that room, please hurry up. 】

For this mission, since Xiao Li and Ye Zeqing had already signed a team talisman, the two of them were lined up together.

Besides the two of them, the rest of the reincarnated people had two Asian faces, one European and American face, and one black man.

They appeared to be a tour group, standing in front of the Cavill Hotel.

It was a splendid five-star hotel, full of crowds, with tall revolving doors and resplendent chandeliers, which made people dizzy.

Several reincarnated people looked at each other, and in the end it was the European and American who spoke first. He spoke English, which sounded like a British accent: "I am Hull."

One of the Asian women is very short, she looks less than 1.6 meters tall, with straight bangs, she smiled: "My name is Lingzi, and I am from Vietnam."

The black said simply: "Maybach."

Another Asian man was older, with a short beard: "Gaotie."

Ye Zeqing met a more domineering name than him, couldn't help but look at him twice, and said, "Just call me Yan Luo."

Xiao Li: "Moriarty."

It seems that his name has been a lot of disputes recently. The Caucasian Hull heard the sound and said: "Moriarty, do you know Sherlock? AK47 has been mentioning him since he came back from that copy. I want to see the Chinese strongman." By."

Xiao Li: "..."

——He said that he didn’t know him right, and he didn’t know him right. It seemed a little embarrassing to directly lift the vest...

Xiao Li smiled, he was about to change the subject casually, but after seeing a figure behind the revolving door of the hotel, he was stunned for a rare moment.

Is it his illusion?It seemed that a young man took the key card at the front desk of the hotel just now, and that young man's profile was handsome, very much like Shen Mizhi.

The author has something to say: Xiao Huang Ben: This time I am human!