I Wasn't Born Lucky

At the same time that Xiao Li entered the second instance, a private luxury club.

The woman with long brown wavy hair softly picked up a glass of red wine and leaned back on the sofa with an obvious displeasure on her face.

There was also a middle-aged man sitting opposite her. He looked at the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist. The neon lights above his head refracted colorful lights on the surface. He put down his hand and said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Xiao, It’s better to speak up if you have something to say.”

Xu Mei, the mistress of the Xiao family, just looked at the red wine in her hand, and slowly frowned: "Mr. Ye, is there any way to make a person disappear without anyone noticing?"

The man on the opposite side called Mr. Ye smiled and said: "It's easy to disappear, but if no one notices it, it's really difficult. After all, the Xiao family is a famous family."

Xu Mei said: "That's why I can afford Mr. Ye's price."

Mr. Ye picked up the wine bottle on the side, poured a glass of wine into the wine glass, dipped his fingers in some liquid, and wrote a number "5" on the table: "Other means, it is impossible to get away without anyone noticing." .Everything that exists must have traces. Only this way of ghosts is a natural weapon for killing people."

Every year in the entertainment industry, there are countless entertainers who raise ghosts and accumulate virtue. They don't hesitate to spend a lot of energy and blood to become famous overnight.

Xu Mei looked into the eyes of the other party, and then drank the red wine in one gulp with satisfaction: "Deal."

She didn't want to wait anymore, the fact that Xiao Ming ran out of Xiao Li's room was the last straw that crushed her, and the boss who was studying abroad was coming back—now is the best time to get rid of Xiao Li .

Mr. Ye is her good sister, introduced by a well-known courtesan in the circle. She comes from a mysterious background, and she does things very neatly every time. Anyone who is entangled by his "ghost" will go crazy first and then commit suicide. It looks like a mental illness, which is the best way.

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In the middle of the night, classroom.

Xiao Li was used to that feeling when he came back this time, but he was a little worried about whether he would appear in class again—but this time, when he opened his eyes, he had returned to reality, and the surrounding It is the classroom at night.

Xiao Li took out his mobile phone, and it showed that the time was close to midnight after eleven o'clock on the day he left school, and he had stayed in the orphanage for three days.

This time flow rate has changed compared to the first Nandu Girls' School dungeon—the difference between the official dungeon and the rookie dungeon?Or is it different for each dungeon world?

Xiao Li walked out of the classroom, clicked on Zheng Yi's WeChat account that he had passed before, and neatly typed a line to ask what happened at noon today.

The school gate was closed at this point, and if you want to go out, you can only find the guard. Xiao Li thought it was troublesome, so he went straight to the wall of the school's back door, and climbed over the wall quite skillfully and neatly.

At this point, the driver must have gone back a long time ago, Xiao Li has no feelings for the Xiao family, and he doesn't want to call the driver back, and there is a famous aristocratic college nearby, taxis rarely come to this area——Xiao Lizheng While thinking, an orange taxi stopped in front of him.

The driver was a thin man, his eyes were straight ahead, his cheeks were sunken, and he was wearing a long-sleeved plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up high. The empty icon in front of the taxi was dimly lit in the dark like a will-o'-the-wisp.

There was a momentary pause in the boy's movements, but soon, he glanced at the empty street, opened the door of the back seat and sat in, and reported the address of Xiao's house while closing the door.

The driver sitting in the front row pressed down the empty button and started clocking in.

The driver was very quiet, and he didn't have any thoughts of talking to Xiao Li. He kept his arms on the steering wheel, smoothly and steadily.

Xiao Li sat in the back seat, looking sideways at the street scene outside the window.

From the school to Xiao's house, the distance does not pass through the city center, so there are no strange neon lights, only patches of greenery and street lights that appear at intervals.

"Om—" Xiao Li's mobile phone trembled, he opened the screen with his fingertips, and found that Zheng Yi had replied to his message: [Noon?Nothing happened at noon, boss, didn't you go out at noon?You didn't come back in the afternoon. I thought you were busy and left all the ten boxes of mineral water at the school gate. 】

He went out at noon—was it the illusion created by that supernatural power, so that he would not disappear in full view?

【Wait, if you ask me like this, are you entering... that world again? 】

Xiao Li responded with a simple "Yes", and then, as if he had noticed something, he turned off the phone and raised his eyebrows forward.

By this time, taxis were getting closer and closer to the suburbs.

The scenery outside the window is almost desolate.

After driving for so long, the driver's breathing is still very light, as if he wasn't breathing at all.

When passing by another dim street lamp, Xiao Li noticed that more and more spots appeared on the arm exposed by the other party's rolled up cuffs. Matched with the pale arm, it looked like corpse spots. Looking at the surrounding desolation, it looked extremely scary. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably ask to stop immediately.

However, in this supernatural taxi, the black-haired boy just glanced briefly, then turned his eyes away, his posture was as leisurely as if the driver in front was not turning into a corpse, but beautifying it.

The distance is farther, and it is getting closer to Xiao Zhai.

But the driver in front also started a real change. He turned his head little by little until his head turned 180 degrees inhumanly, and turned his head to stare at Xiao Li.

Since he came out, he hasn't returned to the little yellow book, but the puppet in Xiao Li's pocket moved its head. Its movements were so subtle that no one noticed it.

Xiao Li raised his eyes and looked at the driver. He glanced at the window in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Drive well and pay attention to the front."

Mr. Ye who manipulated the driver's soul from afar: "..."

What's wrong with the second young master of the Xiao family?Is the focus now on driving? !Shouldn't they be wailing and screaming?

The young man's clear voice fell into the taxi, but the driver didn't respond. His neck was twisted into a twist and he still looked at Xiao Li blankly. A wisp of black liquid gushed out of his nostrils, followed by Eye sockets, mouth, ears, those liquids dripped from the driver's face into the taxi, bit by bit, and splashed.

Now Xiao Li couldn't be calm anymore, he moved his body to the side with some disgust to avoid the black liquid staining his clothes, but the driver grinned and stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Li.

He let go of the steering wheel completely, his hands hanging at the side.

The taxi lost control and began to sway non-stop. The front of the car rubbed against the railing along the road, making a violent friction sound.

A strange-looking doll crawled out of the boy's pocket and turned into a human form on the passenger seat in the front row of the taxi.

The girl who suddenly appeared on the passenger seat was still wearing thick clothes, with a dazed expression and her black hair hanging down. She was facing the car window, but stretched out one hand to the side, holding down the driver's head, and the other A hand extended like plasticine, pressed on the steering wheel, and turned the front of the car back to the normal direction.

If there is an oncoming car coming head-on in such a scene, the owner of the car may doubt his life.

Tan Li looks like a frail girl, but after so many years of sacrificing her life to feed a tiger, she has become a ghost again, and her moves are not soft.She restrained the driver's whole body with one hand, pinched his head, and dragged him out of the driver's seat abruptly!

The girl dragged the driver in front of her, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed the driver in one gulp without making a sound.

The moment Tan Li completely engulfed the driver, her sharp teeth bit off an invisible thin thread, causing imperceptible ripples in the air.

Another light flashed across the small yellow book, Zhou Ying's head was also empty, and a small figure chased out along the thin line.

Now Mr. Ye who is manipulating from a distance can't sit still. He used to watch the picture on the taxi through the spiritual sense of his little ghost. This is his habit. Every time he uses ghosts to kill people, he must quietly Appreciating his masterpieces, especially the pictures of people begging for mercy in panic, brought him supreme pleasure.

However, the moment Tan Li appeared, he almost fell off the chair at home—is that a ghost? !This kid from the Xiao family also knows how to control ghosts?Moreover, that female ghost looks real and full of spirituality. It is obviously not a low-level ghost, but a ghost of climate. If it is not for the lack of hostility on her body, she might be classified as a "violent ghost"!For so many years, he spent many years in remote villages and funeral parlors, and he only produced dozens of low-level ghosts and one middle-level ghost. Where did this kid get such a female ghost? !

Is he from a certain family?

Mr. Ye's face was cloudy and uncertain. He had a premonition that he had made a big mistake this time. He jumped up and wanted to ask someone to book a plane ticket to another province or city. Living.

He lowered his head, it was a young lady with very long bangs, it hugged Mr Ye's feet, raised his head: "... Shall we play a game together?"

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on the taxi.

Tan Li was already sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with both hands like an ordinary human being. Her expression was still a little dazed, as if she didn't know why she was sitting in the car instead of under it.

She originally wanted to get back into Xiao Li's pocket, but at that time the black-haired boy said "keep driving", Tan Li was stunned for a moment, and didn't go back.

Tan Li couldn’t drive when she was a human, and she couldn’t drive even if she became a ghost, so she just lay stiffly on the steering wheel, moved for a while with her spiritual intuition, and led the crooked car in the direction of Xiao Zhai run away.

She quite liked the flower clusters by Xiao Li's window, she wondered if those flowers had withered after walking for a while.

The girl thought divergently.

And Xiao Li sat in the back seat as steadily as a mountain, and he didn't seem to be worried about his new driver getting into a car accident. On his lap was a small yellow book spread out: [You...don't want them, okay?I can do all of these, isn't it just the two of us? 】

And under this line of handwriting, there is Xiao Li's one-stroke reply: "No, I have a collection habit."

The author has something to say: the little yellow book is blackened, the little black book.

The little yellow book has been turned green, the little green book.

Little Huang Ben is shy, Little Red Ben.