I Wasn't Born Lucky

Since he couldn't escape, he had no choice but to face it.

The reincarnators stood on the spot and tensed their bodies. No one ran away out of control. Everyone looked at the dark path in front of them.

A pyramid appeared in Wen Wenwen's hands. The body of the tower was golden, and when it appeared, there was a golden flow, just like the Pyramid of Khufu that had been shrunk several times.

Xiao Li couldn't help but take a second look, and Wen Wenwen found out, he didn't dare to make a sound, so he quietly mouthed to Xiao Li: [To be on the safe side, take it out first. 】

After all, if the ghost appeared, he would pick the persimmons and kill him first, but he didn't even have time to take out the props. Didn't this mean that he died before he was born and was just folded in it for nothing?

I don't know if the pyramid-shaped protective props played a role, but the sound of friction that was getting closer and closer to everyone stopped halfway.

But the road in front of them was still pitch black, and they couldn't see within half a meter of the intersection. Standing in place, they couldn't see what was ahead.

However, when everyone was silent, suddenly, this road began to spread forward, like some kind of swamp, swallowing the area where everyone was in in an instant, but it was also an instant, the road was rapidly Disappeared immediately after spreading.

The road in front of me turned back to the road leading to other movie halls, and the incandescent lamp above illuminated the road ahead, and everything looked normal.

"No, what's going on here?" Wen Wenwen was stunned for a moment, then looked at the others, with a look of "thunder and rain are little" on his face, "I used life-saving props just now, what will happen now?" Nothing happened, just disappeared?"

"Hiss."

Just as he finished speaking, suddenly, the voice sounded again.

This time, the friction sound became more and more clear, as if something was swaying on the ground and being dragged forward continuously.

The place where the sound was made before was in that dark road, but now, it seems to be in a place not far from the reincarnation, and it sounds like it may be a few rooms away.

Kesia frowned, tried her best to identify the direction of the comer, thought for a while, and analyzed: "It seems that it didn't disappear, but put 'that thing' into the movie theater."

"Hiss..."

The source of the sound was getting closer. Although they couldn't see it, everyone was sure that it was a living creature, and it was coming out of a room, because everyone could already hear the sound of the door opening and closing.

"run!"

Wen Wenwen heard the sound getting closer, roared, and was the first to run in the opposite direction from the sound.

The others didn't hesitate, and followed immediately behind him.

This movie theater is very large, with [-] viewing halls built inside, divided into upper and lower floors, and they are now on the first floor.

The reincarnators tried to run out of the door before, but were blocked by the dark road, so they had to go back. Now they seem to have lost the roadblock. As long as they can run out of the movie theater before the thing behind them catches up with them, they should be Can get away with it.

However, no matter how the reincarnated people turned halfway, the sound of friction behind them was always with them, and even judging from the sound, it was closer to them.

Wen Wenwen didn't dare to slow down, but at the same time, he was distracted to listen for a while, and found that at this speed, they would definitely be overtaken by the other party before they sprinted out of the cinema in secret.

On the way to run, Bruce also noticed this, and he whispered: "Why is this thing coming at us? Even if we broke the rules, according to the dungeon rules, we should first do it according to Xu Jiaheng's experience..."

Wen Wenwen started exercising regularly at first glance, and while running and talking, his breath was still so steady: "You are right, this thing should be aimed at the characters in the plot, but it hit us—"

When he said this, he suddenly stopped.

Wen Wenwen didn't stop running on his own initiative, but was stopped by Xiao Li.

Xiao Li was not as physically fit as he was, so he turned his head to look at him, gasped for several breaths, and said, "Wait a minute."

While speaking, the sound of rubbing got closer. In addition to the "hissing" sound when the object made contact with the smooth marble floor, there was also a faint "boo" sound of some kind of thin object hitting the ground.

Wen Wenwen was a little anxious: "Comrade Sherlock, let's go out and talk about what you have to say, you—"

"Don't talk." Xiao Li restrained his panting, "Shut up."

Wen Wenwen looked at him, and immediately swallowed the rest of the words obediently, and the whole passage became quiet for a while, even the sound of breathing was barely audible.

In the astonished or disturbed eyes of everyone, the friction sound suddenly stopped, leaving only the annoying "bobo" sound in the distance.

Wen Wenwen posed in a running posture, and asked with his mouth: 【...Sound? 】

[Guess. 】Xiao Li tilted his head, and looked in the direction of the rubbing sound several times, 【If it came towards the little boy, but it turned out to be on us, then there must be something attracting it. 】

All of them stood in place for a while, as if the pause button had been pressed.

At the same time, the thing that made the friction sound neither moved forward nor retreated, as if it just stood there, frozen in place with them.

Tsuruta frowned slightly, mouthing: [Then what should we do?Once it makes a sound, it will chase us again...]

He hadn't finished his mouth gestures when the voice paused for a moment, then suddenly appeared again, and the direction of the voice was towards the reincarnated person.

【What's going on? 】Wen Wenwen opened his mouth wide, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, torn between running or not.

The sound of rubbing in the distance stopped again, and before they discussed it again, it approached again just like the emotions of those who play with reincarnation.

This time, it didn't stop.

In the tense eyes of everyone, Xiao Li looked around, and suddenly took a step to the right. He reached out and pinched the corner of Jin Handong's clothes.

Jin Handong: "...??"

Xiao Li didn't explain much, he held the corner of the other party's clothes tightly in his palm.

Strange to say, when he grabbed the hem of the clothes, the voice stopped again.

All eyes were on Jin Handong's clothes for a moment.

What's wrong with this skirt?

After Jin Handong's initial astonishment passed, he really realized, and silently moved his lips: 【Rubbing sound? 】

Xiao Li nodded.

Since Jin Handong was standing against the wall, he was unable to maintain a motionless posture for a long time, and his body rubbed against the corner of the wall while trembling slightly, making an inaudible sound.

So the rubbing sound reappeared, and when it sounded, Jin Handong listened to the sound with all his attention, moved away from the corner of the wall, and the rubbing sound stopped again.

And so on and on.

Knowing what happened, Jin Handong hurriedly stood on tiptoe and moved away from the corner lightly without any collision.

In order to prevent the corners of her clothes from unraveling again, Xiao Li still held the piece of fabric. Before Jin Handong could move to a safe seat, Shen Mizhi standing behind him had already grabbed his hand unhappily, Clothes ripped out.

Shen Mizhi lowered her eyes slightly, and it seemed that something was wrong with her emotions.He looked at Xiao Li, and after a while, he mouthed to him seriously: [I won't touch it anymore, you can let go. 】

Xiao Li vaguely felt that Shen Mizhi's style had become a little familiar since he heard that he had insomnia because of the other person, but for a while he couldn't match the specific person.

Seeing that he didn't move, Shen Yanzhi simply stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of other people's clothes out of Xiao Li's hand.

Xiao Li originally planned to let go, but he followed the other party's wishes and let go, instead of looking at the young man around him, he turned his attention to the monster that made the sound——

Even this friction sound can be heard, but their breathing sound cannot be heard. This may be a rule restriction.

But since this is the case, this thing must be very sensitive to sound...

Xiao Li took out the little yellow book from his pocket, wrote a word on it, and a black microphone with the cord cut off jumped out of the little yellow book, floating in the air.

While he was doing these actions, the sound of friction in the distance was getting closer and closer. This time it seemed that he had reached the corner and would appear in this corridor at any time.

Xiao Li: "I told you before that you will meet those of the same kind. Now is the time."

The KTV ghost living in the microphone didn't know if he just woke up, and he was a little confused: "What?"

Xiao Li: "It's time for you to shine."

Fu Zige: "Huh? What am I going to do?"

Xiao Li pondered for a moment: "Scream."

Just call and you're done.

"Scream loudly." Xiao Li had already blocked his ears, and seeing Fu Zige's confused face, he added.

The microphone trembled in mid-air, it looked left and right, and finally understood its current situation: "Wait, I don't want it, I—"

Before Fu Zige could finish his sentence, he was hit hard.

It was because of the impatient lamp ghost who heard their conversation. The little light bulb thought about his decisive and touching self-sacrifice in the exhibition hall, and now he ran out automatically. Out of dissatisfaction, he slammed the microphone to the opposite side viciously with his own body.

Fu Zige: "Ahhhh——"

As expected of a KTV ghost, the man who dreamed of being a singer screamed with twists and turns, and the ending sound even had a little uplifting charm, so warm and steady that his eardrums almost shattered.

Around the corner, Fu Zige saw the true face of the ghost.

It was a piece, or rather, a lump of flesh. Its ears were huge, like a lop-eared rabbit. There were countless bloodshot flesh on the ear, and it was covered on the floor like a big drum, dragging behind it. Countless legs crawled on the ground like a centipede.

Fu Zige has hissing: "Ah ah ah ah ah ah !!"

Is this the ghost in the so-called "copy"?It looks really scary, strong and ugly!

Fu Zige was terrified!

On the other hand, the ear ghost on the opposite side was under double the noise attack at the same time. Not only did the damn microphone scream at it, it even rushed into its sensitive ears with the noise of the microphone being out of tune.

In an instant, the blood thread burst.

It couldn't help but growl in pain, and backed away quickly, instinctively wanting to stay away from the sound source.