I Wasn't Born Lucky

"Help me... come here, take me home... save me..." I don't know if the voice heard Xiao Li's response, it kept calling for help.

Xiao Li walked out of the alley without thinking, and walked to the right where the voice came from.

Reiko chased after her. She might be worried that Xiao Li would not be able to understand her because of her poor English skills. She was holding a mobile phone translator in her hand, which displayed in strange Chinese: [Wait, Moriarty, or Go to the reverse side first, then go to the right? 】

Xiao Li guessed the meaning of "reverse", it should mean to look to the left first, he said: "I can also go to the right, you go to the left to explore the way."

After saying this, he continued to walk to the right, and Ye Zeqing followed behind him.

The rest of Reiko and others stood in place, she glanced to the left, and finally chose to walk to the right together.

There was light rain in the sky, the rain was not heavy, and it fell lingeringly on everyone's hair, but no one chose to hold an umbrella.

The alley on the right is exactly the same as the previous unlit alley, dark and damp, getting darker and colder as you go in, and the distance between houses along the road is getting bigger and bigger.

"Do you feel...the wind here is getting stronger?" Ri Yan couldn't hold back at first, he asked shyly.

Ye Zeqing said: "This means that we are about to approach a certain place."

Ri Yan gasped, stopped instinctively, and glanced behind him—the long alley was like a corridor with the lights turned off, which made him shiver and then continued to follow the pace of the crowd.

This alley is very long, but the more you go forward, everyone can clearly feel that a certain "end" is approaching, and even the small calls for help are blown away in the howling wind.

"Well... Which one of you brought a power bank?" Ri Yan half asked sincerely, and the other half was to adjust the atmosphere, "I'm almost out of battery, and the charger was left at the hotel."

No one responded.

The mobile phones of the reincarnators were brought from reality, and they basically had no signal in the dungeon world. Unlike native-born plot characters like Riyan, they seldom carry props such as power banks with them.

Some reincarnators often buy another mobile phone and phone card in the dungeon world for the convenience of inquiry and contact.

"None of us brought this thing, so you can save it." Ye Zeqing said impatiently.

Ri Yan was speechless, and they fell into silence again.

Just 5 minutes later, Xiao Li stopped in his tracks. He looked ahead enough to see a glimmer of light: "Hurry up."

"Help me... Hurry up... You guys are so slow..."

That place seemed to be a vent, and the whistling sound of the wind completely crushed the cries for help.

That is, at the moment when the voice appeared, many writings appeared on the walls on the left and right sides of Wudeng Lane to urge:

【hurry up! 】

【hurry up! 】

【You guys are so slow! 】

[Go... Hurry up! 】

These words grew all over the wall like densely packed worms. At this time, the wall was like the kind of pillar that is often posted with too many small advertisements. It was full of crooked urgings, with overwhelming malice, and quickly spread to the on the ground.

Xiao Li let out a "ha": "Come on, why are you so impatient?"

Ye Zeqing walked around the ground covered with handwriting: "Maybe it's because he couldn't wait to eat us."

Reiko: "..."

——reason told this reincarnation that she had better turn around and leave now, without looking back, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, who has never seen such a direct attack on the opponent's lair?

Just when Reiko was caught in a decision again, Xiao Li was already walking briskly forward.

This time he accelerated his pace and soon came to the end of the alley.

The wind blew over, blowing Xiao Li's hair, bringing a little bit of coolness.

After leaving the Lane without Lights, what appeared in front of Xiao Li was a wilderness—perhaps it is not accurate to say that, because this is a place similar to a wilderness, and its most notable feature is a few tall dead trees, stretching as far as the eye can see plains, and... so many graveyards.

To sum up, the accurate name of this field should be Cemetery.

Countless crooked tombstones stood in the soil like signs on a cake, and the handwriting on them had been blurred due to the perennial rain and wind, making it completely unclear.

At night, these tombstones are like ghosts, waiting to drag people to hell.

"Help me...help me..." The cry for help seemed to be able to sense their arrival, and it was even louder.

At this time Xiao Li was also standing in the wind, he listened carefully to the voice, it seemed...it was a woman, and the voice was very nice, with a bit of a delicate and pitiful mood, completely different from the hoarseness of ordinary ghosts.

If this dungeon is a strange story, perhaps it is not just the ghosts who are demanding their lives.

"Where are you?" Xiao Li asked.

"Help me...it's...here..." The cry for help responded.

Xiao Li followed the voice and walked into the cemetery.

Looking at the battle, Ri Yan felt that his calf was a little soft: "I...can I not go in? I'm afraid...what if a hand stretches out from the grave and drags me in?"

Ye Zeqing said: "You can stand here, as long as you dare."

Ri Yan: "..."

He felt the darkness of the Unlit Alley behind him, and then looked at the menace of the cemetery in front of him. With a mournful face, he still followed.

But I don't know if it's Ri Yan's illusion. Ever since he came here, even the barrage in his live broadcast room has cast a shadow:

[This scene shocked my mother, the cliff here is quite dangerous, Riyan, run away. 】

[Since watching your live broadcast, I no longer bother to watch horror movies. 】

While watching the bullet screen body guard, Ri Yan carefully walked around the tombstone, trying to keep up with the reincarnated people in front of him.

However, the ground was quite difficult to walk on, and one grave after another was closely spaced, which caused Ri Yan to stumble and stumble in front of a huge tombstone.

"Ouch."

After a while of dizziness, Ri Yan managed to hold on to the tombstone to avoid the bad luck of falling to the ground. He stabilized his selfie stick and murmured: "Don't blame me, I was just careless. Well done, thank you..."

When he withdrew his hand, he glanced at the writing on the tombstone——

This is remarkable.

Unlike other tombstones that are blurry, the words engraved on this tombstone are quite clear, it is: the tomb of the anchor Riyan.

The first time Ri Yan saw his name, he was stunned. He subconsciously yelled "ah", and ran forward desperately. He tripped several times along the way until he hit Xiao Li. , his sanity returned.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Li asked.

Ri Yan's face was pale, and he pointed to the previous tombstone and said, "I... I saw my name written on that tombstone!"

The Maybach who fell at the end followed the direction his finger was pointing at, boldly glanced over there, shook his head and said, "Nothing."

"How could it be, obviously there is."

Ri Yan ran back, this time Xiao Li was there, so he felt a little safe, but to his surprise, there was really no handwriting on the tombstone, even if there was, it was dried by the wind over the years Under the traces—that name just now seemed to be an illusion of his eyes.

Ye Zeqing: "Maybe it's the way that ghost scares you, don't take it too seriously."

Ri Yan continued to follow behind them in despair.

At this time, they had already entered the cemetery, and the howling wind was like the howling of a ghost, mixed with tiny pleas for help.

In the end, they came to a tree that was completely dead. On the main branch of the tree, there was a line of words: Tomb of Beloved Wife Fu Jiang.

Under the branches of the dead tree, there is a raised grave, firmly suppressed under the dead tree, and the cry for help came from inside.

Xiao Li twitched the corners of his mouth: "Fu Jiang..."

The fourth strange story turned out to be Fu Jiang!

Fu Jiang is also a very well-known strange story. According to legend, she has incomparable beauty. Everyone will fall in love with her crazily when they see her. They are so crazy that they want to dismember her. After being dismembered, she will lure others to take her back, so that Start a new cycle.

And she also has special abilities, for example, even if there is only a little blood or a piece of flesh left, she can reproduce endlessly and grow into an adult.

"Help me... dig me out of it!" Fu Jiang yelled in the grave.

Xiao Li glanced left and right, broke off a thick branch from the dead tree, and used it as a tool to dig up the pile of soil.

Not long after he dug, he heard Fu Jiang's voice coming unhindered and clearly: "I'm out, thank you, next...can you please take me home?"

Just listening to the sound has a silky charm.

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, and after searching around, he managed to dig out "Fu Jiang" from the pile of dirt, because she was just a piece of meat now.

A small piece of minced meat with only a mouth.

The color is exactly the same as the soil, like a small stone, if it can't make a sound, anyone will ignore her.

"What... what is this thing? Why is it so beautiful..." Ri Yan was the first to be bewitched by Fu Jiang's ability, he squatted down stammeringly, and reached out to grab the piece of minced meat.

However, Fu Jiang said with disgust: "You don't want you to take me back, I want the good-looking one."

Ri Yan: "..."

How come a piece of meat is still color-controlled?

Xiao Li squatted down, and he picked up the piece of meat. Since this piece of meat could communicate, he took advantage of the situation and asked, "Fu Jiang, did you create Wudeng Lane and this cemetery?"

The piece of meat licked his lips: "You take me back first, I'll see how I feel and I'll think about whether to answer you... Or, you can also feed me some of your meat first, fresh raw meat, I like it best. "

Fu Jiang stuck out his tongue and licked his lips while talking, as if thinking of some gluttonous feast, the people watching shuddered.

Over there, Ye Zeqing had already shared Fu Jiang's story with Riyan, and Riyan covered his eyes and stammered, "Are you really going to take her back? What if she grows into a real person and eats us in the middle of the night?" ..."

Fu Jiang sneered, she was like a domineering young lady: "You are already my food when you come into this cemetery, please figure out your status and don't take me back, do you think you can get out?"

Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Li had already put her in his pocket.

Fu Jiang: "How can you treat a——"

In that pocket, the puppet looked down at the piece of meat stuffed by Xiao Li, and Fu Jiang was still talking loudly.

It thought for a while, felt noisy, stuffed its own hair into Fu Jiang's mouth, and blocked the mouth of the meat.

Fu Jiang: "..."

Facts have proved that this place is indeed the place where Fu Jiang was buried. The evidence is that after Xiao Li put away Fu Jiang, the cemetery immediately faded and disappeared before his eyes, replaced by the familiar corridors and rooms in the hotel. Arrived at the hotel.

Ri Yan sat down on the carpet, breathing heavily, fanning the wind with his hands while peeking into Xiao Li's pocket, Fu Jiang was still inside, and they were still facing the threat of strange talk.

Xiao Li pushed open the door of the room and took out something from the cabinet.

Ri Yan held up the selfie stick: "Moriarty, is this...?"

He watched the opponent's actions with a confused face.

At the same time, Fu Jiang in his pocket only felt that she had suffered a huge insult. She had no hands at this time, but a piece of meat, and couldn't spit out the doll's hair, so she could only bear it.

Soon, her growth was gratifying, and she was a little bigger than the one just dug out before, with half an eye growing out.

Fu Jiang thought, if she grows a head and restores her previous beauty, no one can resist her beauty, she must let this group of people kill herself and chop off her hands and feet for her to eat.

Fu Jiang didn't endure such torture for a long time, because someone took her out of her pocket, but before she felt the outside air for a few seconds, she was put into a dark place again——

It was a pot, the kind of stainless steel, and the piece of meat incarnated by Fu Jiang was thrown into the bottom, making a "pop" sound.

The doll's long hair has been pulled out of Fu Jiang's mouth, so she can speak loudly.

She was about to accuse Xiao Li of hurting her when she fell, but suddenly she felt the top of her head go white, and a steady stream of water was being poured into the kettle.

"Hey--"

Fu Jiang floated on the water.

Someone then lifted the kettle, plugged it into a socket, and flipped a switch.

Tomie:? ? ? !

It wasn't until the water was gradually heated that she realized what had happened—this man was going to boil her!

Fu Jiang really didn't realize it. As a strange creature, she has experienced the process of being loved and dismembered many times, and then picked up by a new host, and then eaten by the other party to obtain growth nutrition, and then grow from a piece of meat to a living person. But this is the first time someone really treats her like a piece of meat!

But soon, the rapidly heating water made her startled again, and instinctively, she realized that she had to do something to save herself.

Fu Jiang bounced vigorously. As a fragment with only a mouth, she struggled to control herself hitting the inside of the kettle, and made a loud voice of condemnation: "Hey, I'm alive? Do you still have any humanity?!"

The author has something to say: Shocked, the ghost talk creature Fu Jiang encountered the biggest crisis in his life!