I Wasn't Born Lucky

The reincarnated people in the hall quickly surrounded them, including the two Caucasians who had always refused to communicate closely with other people. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help showing horrifying expressions.

Wei Ning's corpse has obviously been corrupted to this extent, and there is only flesh and blood left on his face, and there are no facial features at all. But anyone who sees this corpse will feel that it is smiling, just like the smile on Peng Yue's face last night. Laughing, was fixed on the corpse.

This is a feeling that cannot be described in words.

And it clearly walked here from the backyard all the way before, but now it is bathed in the eyes of everyone, but it is as motionless as a real dead body-but the real dead body should not be able to stand by the wall, it should fall on the ground.

Ye Zeqing had roughly explained the process of discovering it in the past, so the others didn't ask about it again, but looked at the place where it was with their own thoughts.

Xiao Tu was afraid and didn't dare to look. She stood at the door of the hall, holding the door with her hands.

The chilly cross-wind blows through the corridor to the hall, and then turns around in the empty hall.

Jiang Linwen covered his mouth and nose, turned around and asked Yen Ziqiang: "Then close the door—"

"It's locked, I'm really locked!" Yen Ziqiang replied loudly, as if he wanted to use his volume to dispel the curse lingering in this hotel, "If you don't believe me, go and see it!"

Jiang Linwen looked at him, because of his words, Donnie Yen's dark face flushed red, for fear that everyone would think that he didn't lock it properly.

"Then how did it come out?" Mr. Hu shouted uncontrollably, his voice echoed throughout the hotel, extremely sharp, "I can't take it anymore, what the hell is this place? Every night a person dies, the body will be resurrected, the hotel The boss disappeared mysteriously, and the meat started appearing on the dinner table the next day, am I in some fucking horror movie?"

Xiao Li glanced at him in surprise, Mr. Hu summed up the dungeon world fairly well.

Lin Ruo and Peng Yue were close to Mr. Hu, but after Mr. Hu finished scolding, he looked at Peng Yue and couldn't help but think of what Xiao Li and others said before. He trembled uncontrollably and pushed away Peng Yue.

The stench spread from the toilet, not only the smell of blood, but also a smell close to the decay of objects, exuding a stench.

Jiang Linwen was silent for a moment, and finally said: "...Tie it tighter, and go to the backyard to have a look."

It's just that Yen Ziqiang's hands trembled this time, seeing the highly rotten features of the corpse, he didn't dare to strike.

Just as Xiao Li wanted to go forward, Shen Mizhi had already stepped out before him. He looked around, took out a tablecloth from the hall, wrapped Wei Ning's body, put it on his shoulders, and walked to the backyard.

After leaving the corridor, the air in the backyard was even more humid and cold, making Peng Yue, who was wearing a skirt, rubbed her arms and hugged herself tightly.

The door of Wei Ning's room, which was closed earlier, was wide open, and the door was intact, unlike Luo Yan's, where the lock was unscrewed and hangs vaguely on the lock.

The end of the bloody footprints is this room.

And obviously, Wei Ning's corpse couldn't open the keyhole from the door by itself - if what Yen Ziqiang said was correct, then someone opened the door from the outside and let the corpse out.

Could it be the door opened by the evil spirit himself?

Shen Mizhi threw Wei Ning's corpse in, tied it to the corner of the table in this empty room, covered the face of the corpse with a dining cloth, got up and walked back to the door.

Jiang Linwen said: "Which of you has been here?"

The rest of the people looked at me and looked at you, but no one answered.

Jiang Linwen didn't know what to do - he had many guesses about the identity of the evil spirit in his mind, but he was still unable to be sure, so he took his own life to identify the evil spirit.

He looked at Xiao Li, who was fiddling with the door back and forth with his hands, letting the bottom of the door slide across the ground again and again, making a slight rubbing sound.

"Hercule?" Jiang Linwen leaned over to see what the other party was looking at.

Behind the door over there, near the corner, there is an inconspicuous trace.

The room hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the floor was covered with a light layer of dust, but only that place seemed to have been parked by something, and the dust scattered.

What would this shape be?

The first thing that came to Xiao Li's mind was the mop.

Then there was Peng Yue who was holding the mop last night. After mopping the floor late at night, she came to the door of this room and unlocked the door.

Is she blinded by the power of the evil spirit after being confused, or is she just using this repulsion to hide herself from the evil spirit?

There is also Jiang Linwen's button, maybe it was deliberately planted by the evil spirit after picking up the button, or it may be the carelessness of the evil spirit itself...

After Peng Yue was pushed away by Mr. Hu, she bit her lower lip and fell to the end. The shadow of the eaves covered most of her face, which was obscure, and the corners of her mouth twitched nervously.

Jiang Linwen poked Xiao Li who was looking at Peng Yue from the corner of his eye.

Xiao Li: "Huh?"

Jiang Linwen simply handed over the initiative: "Hull, what do you think?"

Xiao Li took a deep breath and closed the door without saying anything, "Go back to eat."

Jiang Linwen: "...Ah? What about this corpse?"

Xiao Li: "Even if it is locked, can you guarantee that it won't come out again? For such a thing, it will rain and the corpse will be resurrected. It cannot be stopped."

Jiang Linwen: "..."

Then you give up resistance?

"But, but that also has to be..." Jiang Linwen is not used to Xiao Li's style of work, and it is difficult for him to accept doing nothing like this. In his consistent thinking, even if he knows it is futile, he should do more resistance.

"You can find some more locks and handcuff the door." Xiao Li narrowed his eyes, the color of his eyes was like the dark night sky, with a coolness, he put his hands in his pockets, "If this can make you If you feel better."

He turned and went to the restaurant.

Jiang Linwen, Mr. Hu and others were left looking at his back. Jiang Linwen struggled for a while, then turned his head and found a few locks as if to comfort himself. Just in case, he also made a trap on the top of the door. A simple branch and a bell, as long as the door is opened, the bell will fall to the ground, making a heavy sound, which is enough to alarm the reincarnation.

After doing all this, Jiang Linwen breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the hall.

During the next meal time, a new dish appeared in the apparently empty kitchen. It was a bowl of cold meat skin, the color was conspicuous, the meat was cut into very thin slices, and it was flesh-colored.

Jiang Linwen felt a little nauseous, and the first thing he thought of was Wei Ning's face with all his facial features stripped off.

He immediately dumped the bowl of vegetables into the trash can, and ate several fruits to suppress the nausea.

Zheng Yi gnawed on the fruit, seeing that the atmosphere in the hall was too heavy, he took the initiative to say: "At first, the hotel owner said to eat at a fixed time, and if you have any opinions, you can ask the chef, but in the end, not to mention the chef, even the owner himself disappeared."

Jiang Linwen was easy to get along with. He stuffed them into his mouth one by one like gnawing dates, and echoed, "I'd rather they disappear. This task is to identify the evil spirits, and it's not like digging them out in other worlds." The truth, the boss and the chef are obviously a scam, and it’s just right that they’re gone now.”

Ye Zeqing shook his head and said, "But thinking about it from another angle, is the departure of the boss and the chef also afraid of the evil spirits, and purposely vacate the hotel for the evil spirits to use as their hunting grounds?"

Zheng Yi recalled the people who were killed by evil spirits, and now he still finds it difficult to accept.

"If this continues, if a few more people die, this hotel will be full of resurrected dead." Because of what happened just now, Jiang Linwen said worriedly, "We must hurry up."

If it is the most extreme situation, there is only one living person left in the hotel, a bunch of dead people, and one evil ghost.

When Jiang Linwen said this, Zheng Yi was spitting out the core of the fruit. Hearing Jiang Linwen's words, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he immediately grabbed Xiao Li's hand, and shouted in a heartfelt way: "Dead man, I know... I see!"

Xiao Li: "What?"

Zheng Yi lowered his voice, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his voice: "A dead person, could that mean a dead person? What we are most likely to ignore is the dead person! If the evil spirit is the first to pretend to be a dead person, then This is the least likely to be pointed out!"

The more he talked, the more he felt that his speculation was correct: "Including the fact that the evil spirit wanted to take away Wei Ning's face, maybe it was because his face was full of surprise and the resurrection of the dead, so he couldn't keep his face. In summary , the evil spirit is the first to die, Luo Pan! All of this makes sense, Hercule, do you think what I said is right?"

Zheng Yi is very excited now, he feels that he has been radiated by Sherlock's IQ by Sherlock's side, and he has also become witty, wishing to identify the identity of the evil spirit on the spot.

While asking for compliments, he still did not forget to glance at Ye Zeqing with a smug look—meaning: You have been with Sherlock for so long, why haven't you been influenced by him?

Xiao Li dipped his finger in some tea, and wrote a line on the table: It is possible.

I kill myself, this kind of thing is quite like a ghost, but more clues are needed.

"Don't point it out," Xiao Li said, "Look again."

Zheng Yi's original surging blood was poured down with a handful of cold water. He trusted Xiao Li very much. Although he stubbornly believed that he was right, he still withdrew his intention to identify him immediately - he thought optimistically that as long as he was not caught on the spot Deny it, and it is most likely correct.

After all, his reasoning is well-founded and convincing.

The rain watered the corners of the hotel and seeped into all the crevices, forming an invisible spider web that enveloped everyone.

In the afternoon, towards evening, the sky was dark, and Abel and Abbot slipped out again.

The two had been staying in the room since the afternoon, and now they put up their umbrellas with serious faces, and walked out of the hotel from the backyard.

Xiao Li had been deliberately observing their movement, he leaned against the window and peeped at their figures from a distance through the rain curtain, now seeing them walking farther and farther away, he explained a few words to Ye Zeqing, and stood up. Zisan followed them into the forest at a distance.