I Wasn't Born Lucky

This time, Abel and Aibo no longer headed in the previous direction, but circled uninterruptedly in the forest.

The further you go in this forest, the denser the trees are, and the distance between the trees is getting shorter and shorter. The umbrella surface is easily scratched by the branches.

The two people in front had put away their umbrellas, took out the waterproof cloth they had prepared earlier from their pockets, and put them on top of their heads.

...the umbrella must be put away.

Xiao Li looked at the density of branches and came to this conclusion.

However, just as he was about to close the umbrella, another figure appeared from the forest.

The other person didn't hide what he meant, he walked out of the forest unsteadily, broke the branch blocking the way with one hand, and made a crisp clicking sound, all of which were covered by rain immediately.

The tall young man was wearing a black coat, half of his shoulders were wet by the rain.

Shen Mizhi stood still in front of Xiao Li, holding an umbrella in one hand and playing with a black hat in the other.

He looked at Xiao Li fixedly, reached out to take the other's umbrella, and put a hat on him.

This hat has a wide brim, which can block the erosion of rainwater to a certain extent.

Xiao Li did not refuse, he pressed down the brim of his hat, his entire face was almost hidden in the shadow, leaving only a delicate chin.

The rustling rain fell on his shoulders and seeped into his coat.

Shen Mizhi also put away his umbrella, took off his coat, and covered the two of them with the coat, so that he could get closer to Xiao Li.

He bent slightly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Li: "...to watch a play."

Shen Mizhi: "Take me one."

Xiao Li was a little uncomfortable, he was used to acting alone, even though Ye Zeqing and others liked to follow him later, but... Shen Mizhi was not the same as them anyway.

But now is not the time to hesitate.

Xiao Li flicked the brim of his hat with his fingers, and responded with body language:

He walked towards the place where Abel and the others got the news, and motioned for the other party to follow.

Shen Mizhi fell behind, he smiled and followed.

This forest has not been cleared all year round. The trees are tall, with vigorous and powerful branches stretching out their minions towards the sky. The sound of rain mixed with the sound of wind completely buried the sound of the two people stepping on the branches when they were walking.

It was clearly not night yet, but the forest was terribly dark, and he could only see a short distance in front of him. Abel in front of him turned on his flashlight.

Abel turned his head frequently as he moved forward, frowning behind him.

Seeing this, Ai Bo asked, "What's wrong?"

Abel: "I always feel like there's something following us..."

The pale light of the flashlight illuminated every inch behind the two of them, and the wind brought raindrops to the leaves. As the shadows of the trees shook, fallen leaves fell on the ground continuously, as if there were monsters hidden in all directions.

Abbott was holding something in one hand, and he threw it up like a bowling ball, and it swung around and fell back into his hand.

Aibo stared at the thing in his hand and said, "You feel wrong, right? It doesn't respond, and there are no ghosts nearby."

Abel: "Could it be a human?"

"People?" Ai Bo sneered, "Those reincarnations? They're still looking for evil spirits in the hotel. How dare you follow us with that little courage?"

"Most people are like this," Abel turned the flashlight, was persuaded by his companions, and stepped forward, "but there are also people who are worth noting."

Aibo's eyes are always focused on the things in his hands: "For example, that Hercule? I think he looks like a ghost, or he is stupid and bold."

The rain accumulated on the plastic sheet above Abel's head, and he had to shake off the rain briefly, which allowed the non-stop rain to trickle into his neck.

Abel reached out to wipe off the rain on his neck: "It's almost here, get ready."

"Holyshit, I really hate this rain, it's finally over." Aibo said impatiently.

He started to trot, but thought it was troublesome, he simply threw away the fabric, and let the dense branches scratch his clothes, even leaving small scratches on the side of his face.

Xiao Li stopped in the distance.

He is very familiar with this road, it is the road leading to Lingxi Village.

When they walked out of the edge of the forest, dim light fell from the sky. Aibo and Aibo stood at the gate of this dead village, looking inside, revealing such a look.

Aibo raised the things in his hands high: "This is the place, the previous place was misleading, and this is the place we are looking for."

Only then did Xiao Li see clearly what Ai Bo was holding in his hand, a statue.

A somewhat crude stone statue, resembling an Egyptian pharaoh, of a man with closed eyes and a crown on his head.

In front of the village, the stone carving man's eyes were about to open, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

"Mountains south and rivers north, east sunrise, extremely cloudy place," Abel showed a satisfied look, "The news that we bought it from the referee at a high price is indeed true, this dungeon world has what we need, and it is not in vain. I spent a lot of money on props to intervene in this world."

"Let's get started," Aibo urged, "I want to leave that hotel early, it's getting weirder and weirder over there."

Abel held up the umbrella, he took out the task book, wrote a few words on it, and then a golden compass fell from the sky.He took the compass, bit his fingertips, and a drop of bright red blood fell on the pointer of the compass, emitting a pale golden halo.

This ray of light quickly spread towards Lingxi Village, covering the entire village, strands of transparent souls were sucked out from every household, floated in the air, and entered the compass.

Ai Bo looked at the scene in front of him happily: "As long as we gather all 128 souls in the village and sacrifice them to the Lord, we will be able to leave here, gain His favor, and make a wish."

Abel glanced at the forest behind him. The shadows were whirling around and he couldn't see clearly: "I always feel...someone is following us."

This made him a little flustered.

Ai Bo said: "Hurry up, it will be successful soon--"

The compass in the sky attracted souls, but after about 10 minutes, the compass trembled, and it was still a corner away, but there were no souls in the village.

"what's the situation?!"

Just short of success, Ai Bo reached out to grab the compass: "One soul is missing... He clearly said that there are enough here!"

Abel's face changed suddenly, he obviously couldn't accept this fact, he fiddled with the pointer on the compass with his fingers, his arms trembled from the force, and his veins were exposed.

"Go in and see!"

"This..." Aibo looked hesitantly at the gloomy dead village in front of him.

The failure of expectations caused Abel to lose his previous caution and caution, and he roared, "Go in!"

His voice broke due to anger, was blown into the air by the wind, and floated into Xiao Li's ears.

Xiao Li standing at the edge of the forest: "..."

He guessed that the two were talking about Xu Jin's husband.

It's a pity that this buddy has been carried by the ghoul to the next laboratory - if Ai Bo has the ability to track, he may be found on the back or stomach of the ghoul.

They are doomed to return empty-handed.

Shen Mizhi had been paying attention to him all the time, seeing the expression on Xiao Li's face now, he asked, "Do you know where the last soul went?"

Xiao Li: "It's in the neighbor's stomach."

Shen Mizhi: "..."

The young man raised the corners of his lips and looked at him sideways.

The deafening rain, the dark and frightening forest behind, the barren dead village in front, and the desperate reincarnation, this is really not a good place to talk about love.

But the young man's side face is real, he is accompanying the other party to do some things that he often does alone, which will make Shen Mizhi feel that he has integrated into the other party's world.

They stood here for a long time.

The sound of the rain disappeared little by little, replaced by his heartbeat.

Shen Mizhi shouldn't have this kind of thing, but he actually felt the beating of his heart in this human body.

Once, twice, it seems to be able to jump out of the throat.

This feeling is completely different from the mood he felt when he turned into a shadow or other forms.

The young man tightened his fingers holding the coat.

Xiao Li's shoulders leaned against his chest, the warmth of that touch diffused, and the raindrops fell into his eyes.

Everything is false, only this moment is real.

Shen Mizhi lowered his head.

The kiss landed on the other's hair.

Like a drop of rain falling in love with flower petals, it is destined to fall, but the second it stays is infinitely magnified and stretched into a century.

fall back into the soil.

into the night.

Another night.

After Xiao Li and Shen Mizhi came back from the outside, it was almost after dinner when Abel and others appeared in everyone's sight with gloomy faces.

Jiang Linwen tentatively asked them what was wrong, but got no answer.

Ai Bo slammed the door even more violently, looking unhappy.

Abel may as well give way, he is usually a calm uncle, but now he is like a trapped animal, with red eyes, pacing back and forth in his room.

The calmness between him and Aibo was due to the possession of stone carvings. As long as they got the soul of Lingxi Village and satisfied that adult, they could leave this world and make a wish.

As for whether the remaining reincarnations will be killed by that adult, it is none of their business.

But now that a soul is missing, they have to fall into the same situation as other reincarnators, facing the erosion of evil spirits together.

Damn.

But what if... what if I could add a soul?It should be enough to kill a reincarnator and fill the vacancy.

Abel put his hands on his hips and took a gun from his leg holster.

He looked at the barrel and made a decision in his heart.

It may be difficult to kill a person in reality, but it is very simple in the world of reincarnation. He only needs to trick people into him, and he can do it with a single click. This is not the first time he has done this.

In those years, in order to establish a relationship with the referee, he did a lot of such things.

Thinking of this, Abel finally breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so anxious.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

The sound startled Abel, who didn't even hear any footsteps.

But as a senior reincarnator, he immediately realized what happened. He tensed his body and quickly walked to the window. He pulled open the pillowcase that was used as a curtain, tried to open the window and jumped out of it.

Seeing that there was no answer, the people outside the door said directly: "Abel, something happened outside, they told me to let you pass."

It turns out...it is "it"!

Abel immediately recognized the identity of the other party, and he could immediately identify the identity of the evil spirit, but the name was on the tip of his tongue, so he suddenly hesitated.

If you make a mistake, you will die.

What if... the person outside the door is a real reincarnation?Or is this an illusion created by evil spirits?

He would die because of a wrong identification, and he didn't dare to take the risk.

The person outside the door knocked hard, and "it" continued: "Abel? Are you okay? Those corpses came out again, and they are waiting for you below."

To identify, or not to identify?

These two thoughts were fighting in Abel's mind, and he covered his mouth without making any movement.

"Forget it, if you don't believe me, I'll let them come up and tell you. I'll go first." The person at the door stopped for half a minute, and then there was no more movement.

However, Abel in the room didn't relax at all—this person came quietly, who knows if the other person left or just stood at the door?

Let's escape from the window first.

Abel turned and pushed the windows sideways, brought a chair, put one foot on it, and tried to get away.

However, the person at the door shook the lock handle up and down at this moment, and "it" did not leave, but raised its voice and shouted: "Abel? What are you doing? What are you doing? They are waiting for you below." , you want to go out?"

Abel's whole body went cold, and his blood seemed to be frozen. He tried his best to control himself and took out the life-saving tool, but his hand seemed to be caught and he couldn't move.

"Can't go out! You have to come down and join them, they are waiting for you."

The door shook violently, and time did not allow him to hesitate.

If he doesn't want to die, he must identify it.

Abel said directly: "I want to identify, the evil spirit is—"

The door was kicked open while he was talking, and "it" appeared in Abel's field of vision. The man's hand stretched out, reaching from the door to the window in an instant, blocking Abel's mouth. He couldn't pronounce any scales.

"It" looked at Abel's staring eyes, and approached Abel.