I Wasn't Born Lucky

At the same time that the door of Abel's room was kicked open, Xiao Li pushed open the door suddenly and rushed towards the source of the sound.

He has been squatting at the stairs for a long time, but he has not heard any sound from the corridor, including the stairs, until the sound of kicking the door appeared.

The corridor was very dark without any lights, Xiao Li slapped the little yellow book, and the lights appeared out of it.

It shook its body and floated in the air, illuminating the surrounding area.

When he caught up all the way, the room was empty, only Abel's body was lying on the spot, his eyes were wide open, the evil spirit didn't have time to deal with his face, and the shocked look remained on his face.

Xiao Li glanced at the corpse, closed the door for him casually, and looked towards the end of the corridor.

There was a darkness that was so deep that it couldn't be melted away, but there was a shadow that quickly floated over from the side where he came up.

Xiao Li glanced there from the corner of his eye, and he turned his head quickly. At this time, the back of the evil ghost incarnation had turned half around the corner and disappeared from his sight, but the lamp ghost still illuminated the rest of the scene. The lower half of the back——

The ghost's hair is high and tied into a ponytail.

The shadow of the ponytail flickered on the wall, like a corpse hanging from the beam.

really female...

I don't know if it's because of the angle, but the shadow is not pulled high and only reaches the middle part of the wall.

Xiao Li chased after the place where the ghost disappeared. There was a staircase over there, and the ghost was walking down.

He ran very fast, and several times he almost fell because he stepped on the empty steps, but he still couldn't catch up with the speed of the evil spirit, until he jumped down the last flight of stairs, the hall was empty, and the door leading to the toilet The corridor door was pushed open and was shaking back and forth.

Xiao Li rushed forward, Tan Li's hair stretched out from his pocket, entangled something forward.

When he rushed through the door, he ran into a figure unexpectedly, and at the same time, Tan Li also retracted his hair.

That figure was very light, and Xiao Li's unstoppable impact made her stagger, and she was about to fall to the ground, and was grabbed by Xiao Li.

Xiao Li: "...Xiao Tu?"

The little girl was walking in front. When she just turned around, she still had a smile on her face, her lips curled up, just like Peng Yue's original smile, but when Xiao Li asked her this question, she put away her smile and let out an oops. Looking at his bumped shoulder, he turned his head and said, "Brother Hull."

Xiao Li raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

There is only Xiao Tu alone, and there is no Donnie Yen.

An almost dazed look appeared on the little girl's face, and she said, "I...how did I get out? I, Brother Hull, I don't know, I don't remember..."

She covered her ears, bent down and shook her head violently.

Xiao Li put a hand on her shoulder: "Have you ever been to the third floor?"

The cold wind blew through the corridor, Xiao Tu's eyes filled with tears, she said at a loss: "No, I don't remember, it's not me, it's not me..."

She grabbed Xiao Li's sleeve, wiped away the tears, put her fingers into her mouth, and started to lick.

Xiao Li straightened his upper body, he let go of his hand, and opened a way to the hall: "Go back to the room."

Xiao Tu didn't expect that he would let her go so easily, she blew her nose and said in amazement, "Go back?"

Xiao Li didn't speak, he leaned his back against the door of the hall, turned his head towards the stairs, and motioned for the other party.

Xiao Tu still didn't move.

Xiao Li: "Do you want me to see you off?"

"No need, Brother Hull." Xiao Tu shrunk her neck, she looked a little scared, and said in a low voice.

Xiao Tu rubbed her eyes, she hesitated to speak and looked at Xiao Li's shoulder, but in the end she didn't speak, but passed him by and walked towards the stairs.

The lamp ghost rested on Xiao Li's shoulder, turned around and asked in a low voice, "Is that how you let her go?"

In the dark hall, the lamp ghost is the only light source.

Xiao Li's back was pressed against the hard and cold door, he turned his head sideways to stare at the lamp ghost, then suddenly reached out his hand to grab it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Lantern Ghost: "Wait, I can hardly breathe, lighten up, you—"

It wouldn't be so fast to unload the mill and kill the donkey, would it?

Xiao Li pressed it with an index finger, and then closed his eyes.

Losing vision, the other four senses become extremely sharp.

There was darkness in front of my eyes, except for the sound of falling rain that was isolated from the window, there was also the sound of footsteps that were fading away.

It's just that when the eyes are open, it is flexible and light, so light that no sound can be heard at all.

But once you close your eyes, the footsteps become dull, sharp, and noisy.

The weight of those footsteps does not belong to a little girl. Compared with the white skates on Xiao Tu's feet, the footsteps sound more like leather shoes carrying the weight of a grown man.

Step, step, step.

With every fall, the heel of the leather shoe will drop a heavy syllable on the floor.

Is this why evil spirits have a habit of walking on tiptoes?

In this hotel, there are only two people wearing leather shoes.

Jiang Linwen, and Mr. Hu.

When Xiao Tu passed by Xiao Li, he also closed his eyes briefly.

At that moment, there was a faint body odor from the little girl, not too heavy, but still there.

This smell should not belong to such a young girl, it is more like a grown man's body odor.

And Mr. Hu, because of socializing all year round, even if he doesn't smoke, there will always be a smell of smoke on his body, so that smell is more like...

Jiang Linwen.

The footsteps belonging to leather shoes got farther and farther away, and disappeared upstairs.

In a dark hall, Xiao Li let go of the lamp ghost's hand, opened his eyes, and closed the hall door.

The next day.

Abel's death was discovered early on.

Because the two of Able often separated from the group, it also gave others a gloomy feeling, so his death did not make most people feel sad, they were just afraid that it would be their turn next, only Aibo felt sad, and it was him The dead body that I packed up myself.

The reincarnators gathered at the door of Abel's room, watching Abel move the corpse.

Xiao Tu hid behind Donnie Yen, but her mind was not on Abel's side, but looked at Xiao Li with a heavy heart.

However, when Xiao Li seemed to look at her consciously, Xiao Tu looked away again, as if he was afraid that he would pursue what happened to him running into the corridor inexplicably last night.

Zheng Yi watched them come and go, and carefully pulled Xiao Li over to ask.

Xiao Li looked at Jiang Linwen from a distance. The man was standing in the front and carefully observing Abel's body. He was thinking about something. He grabbed Zheng Yi's hand and wrote a name on the other's palm with his fingers.

Zheng Yi folded his palms: "...is it 'it'?"

Xiao Li: "Maybe."

Zheng Yi: "Then what are you waiting for? Don't you want to identify him?"

Xiao Li: "But before identifying, we can try 'it' first."

Zheng Yi looked into his eyes and shuddered inexplicably.

He didn't want to ask Xiao Li how he planned to test it, he just wanted to mourn for Comrade Evil Ghost - by the way, he thought about how to blow this matter up on the forum, using exaggerated and anthropomorphic rhetorical techniques appropriately.

This is his self-cultivation as a Sherlock fan.

Aibo in the room carried the corpse and left, preparing to lock Abel's body in the backyard as well. Although he didn't want to talk to the others, he had to let go of his pride at this time and obey Jiang Linwen's arrangement.

When Jiang Linwen walked over, Xiao Li stopped him: "Jiang Linwen, who do you think the evil spirit is?"

Jiang Linwen was a little confused, but he still said: "The current evidence is not enough, but I am partial to Peng Yue, Xiao Tu, and Donnie Yen. They are all suspicious."

Xiao Li let go of him: "Okay."

Jiang Linwen wanted to ask him a few more questions, but Ai Bo had already gone downstairs and was calling his name, so he had to give up this opportunity for the time being and followed him to the backyard.

Wei Ning and Luo Pan each occupied two rooms in the backyard, plus Abel, but they couldn't find any extra locks, and the remaining old-fashioned door handles didn't have their own locks.

Without locking the door, the corpse would come back to life, and no one else could take such a risk.

Hu summed up and stammered: "How about we throw him down the mountain? The other two corpses can do the same, throw, throw down!"

"But they will be resurrected," Ye Zeqing scolded, "if they are not locked up, they will fall into mud, get up from the bottom of the mountain, and then walk back to the hotel. At that time, we will have no idea when and where they will come from." Get close to us."

Mr. Hu imagined such a scene, he almost rolled his eyes and died on the spot.

Instead, Lin Ruo suggested: "Then what about burning them? Cremate the corpses, burn them to ashes, and then sprinkle the ashes into the mountain, so that they won't be resurrected."

Mr. Hu's eyes lit up, and he strongly agreed: "Yes, yes, you can do this! Xiao Lin is smart, why didn't he think of this method before?!"

At that time, the doors of the houses were all locked. When a road can go on indefinitely, it is easy for human beings to fall into a fixed mindset. Only when there is no way out, the potential will often be stimulated.

Ye Zeqing thought for a while, but couldn't find any flaws in Lin Ruo's suggestion—they had already checked the three corpses, and there were no clues on them, and the revived corpses would only be the minions of evil spirits...

Burning works.

He glanced at Xiao Li, who nodded at him, and Ye Zeqing said, "Then burn it, so we can feel more at ease."

Jiang Linwen also thought it was okay, he said: "But be careful, don't burn the house down."

"I have a lighter." Mr. Hu hurriedly took out a lighter from his pocket, and Xiao Li took it over.

"Dry burning may be a bit difficult. The air is very humid now. I don't know if there will be oil to support the combustion..." Lin Ruo began to search, "It's really impossible, there seems to be cooking oil in the kitchen—"

Everyone's life is at stake, both plot characters and reincarnations have taken action.

Xiao Li left at this time.

Just when Lin Ruo and Ye Zeqing boldly entered the kitchen to look for cooking oil, someone suddenly yelled upstairs: "Damn it, it's not good, the upstairs is on fire!"

Hearing this voice at first, before the others could react, the man said again: "It's upstairs! Come and put out the fire! I don't know why it's on fire! The fire is not too big, it came from a certain room!"

There was black smoke and the smell of something burning coming from upstairs.

They couldn't lose the hotel yet, otherwise they would have no place to live—sleeping in the woods on this rainy day was not an acceptable ending for them.

Therefore, there was no time to hesitate, and the rest of the people fetched water one after another, and rushed upstairs with buckets.

The evil spirit hides among the group of people. It carefully hides its facial expression, anxiously waiting for the fire to be extinguished, and at the same time sneers in its heart: Which human made the fire?There is no need for it to shoot, human beings are really stupid and funny creatures.

However, when they came to the burning room, the evil spirit was unexpectedly stunned.

Why, this room is so familiar... as if it belongs to it? !

The evil ghost raised his head and subconsciously confirmed the house number covered by the thick smoke.

—This is indeed its room.