I Wasn't Born Lucky

Xiao Li now has to make a choice between rushing there and giving up on sleeping.

He was actually a little tired today, but considering that the gap between dungeons has been stretched recently, every day is an ordinary day, he also felt a little bored, so he agreed.

Xiao Li got up from the bed, changed his clothes, and opened the door, all in one go.

When he left the door, Fu Zige was still singing, and one of its microphones was floating in front of the TV, completely covering the voices of the contestants on the show.

"Black Pineapple—" it saw Xiao Li coming out, and its voice stopped in shock.

Xiao Li didn't say anything, and asked it and several others: "There is a supernatural event, do you want to follow?"

The little black cat was sleeping in a lump. It opened its eyes drowsily, turned over, its belly was exposed in the air, and continued to sleep soundly, answering with movements instead of itself.

Tan Li, who was buried in the flowers, walked slowly into Xiao Li's pocket with a familiar gesture.

Fu Zige said timidly: "I won't go there, I'm a humble person, so it's useless to go..."

Xiao Li teased it with a half-smile: "That's not necessarily the case."

The pitch-black microphone paled visibly to the naked eye, and it still didn't dare to reject Xiao Li, for fear that the other party would bring itself into the dungeon again, it asked tremblingly, "Is it from reality?"

Xiao Li nodded.

Fu Zige sighed for a long time, and finally, under Xiao Li's impatient ultimatum, he turned off the TV and rushed into Xiao Huangben.

At this time, there were no buses going to Shili Road, so Zhou Ying, a teenager with Internet addiction, simply called a taxi with Didi Taxi, and the taxi arrived at the destination 10 minutes later.

Before going out, Xiao Li didn't have time to cut his hair. He looked around, took a hat from the entrance, put it on, suppressed his disobedient hair, and walked down.

It seems inconvenient without a car.

When he was looking for the taxi at the gate of the community, Xiao Li thought thoughtfully, it would be better to have a chance to operate it in the future, ask Tan Li to take a test or something, and then buy a car to drive late at night, or just call Shen Mirage...

Thinking of this, he sent a message to Shen Mizhi.

"Toot-toot--" The taxi parked in front saw the boy's figure, and flashed its lights to signal him.

Xiao Li opened the car door. He had a lot of things and chose to sit in the back seat. The driver asked for the address in detail, stepped on the accelerator, turned around and drove in the right direction.

Xiao Li leaned against the car window, the car window was half opened, and the night wind rushed in at the speed of the car.

With the occurrence of supernatural events, the whole reality seems to have changed.

The original season, although it can't be called the autumn season, at least it won't be like the present one, which lasted for several days and was overwhelmed by dark clouds, as if wrapped in the sky by a huge black cloth, covering all the stars with the moon.

In the past, the night in the city would make people feel gentle, but now even after the 24-hour entertainment venues, it only makes people feel depressed and bleak.

In such a dark night, if there is no light, you will be unable to see your fingers. Maybe it is okay when there are many people, but once you are alone at night, this feeling will be more obvious than before.

This stark contrast is clearest to the taxi drivers who run the night bus.

The driver this time was a middle-aged man with a bald head. When the passenger in the back got on the bus, he was good at chatting and greeted him warmly, but the other party's answers were neither salty nor bland.

He turned on the radio in the car, played a song, and after playing for a while, he couldn't help asking: "Brother, are you going to Shili Road so late? It's quite far over there, are you going to see a friend? "

The black-haired young man sitting in the back row gave a casual "hmm".

It seems that it is not a good communication.

The big brother driver sighed in his heart, and he shut up again, but he was used to asking questions and observing customers, and now he was waiting for the traffic light at a certain intersection, and couldn't help but say: "This The weather, I don’t know what to do, especially at this time, there is basically no one on the road, I have felt a white shadow in front of me several times, I almost hit it, I finally braked suddenly, and I took a closer look. No one at all, which is really weird."

The passenger in the back who had been facing the outside of the car finally looked up at him: "It's not safe recently, try not to go out at night."

"Ah?" The driver brother said in a daze, "Why?"

Passenger said: "Easy to be haunted."

After saying this, he lowered his head and played with his phone.

"Brother, aren't you joking? These days, where are the ghosts? Hahaha..." The driver's laughter became weaker. He didn't get a response from the passengers in the back seat, and secretly observed him through the rearview mirror.

The boy's hat was pushed down very low, only his delicate jaw was exposed, and his face could not be seen clearly.

And maybe because of the sitting posture, there is a weird doll protruding from his pocket. It doesn't look like those ordinary Barbie dolls on the market. I was scared.

The hair on the driver's body stood on end, and, I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the passenger's mobile phone in the back row had automatically switched screens before he pressed it, from a very familiar Pesticide mobile game interface, switched to WeChat...

At this moment, many urban legends flashed in his mind.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly, and didn't dare to open his mouth to drive the person behind him out of the car. He could only speed up crazily, hoping to reach his destination sooner.

Under the wind and lightning of the driver's elder brother, half an hour's journey was shortened to a quarter of an hour. He looked at the road sign of "Ten Mile Road", stepped on the brake, and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even dare to ask for money. Passengers with strange whereabouts get off the bus.

Xiao Li made the payment at the backstage of Didi, and with the automatic sound of "Alipay has arrived, thirty—" in the car, he opened the door and got out of the car.

The driver brother breathed a sigh of relief. Taking advantage of turning his head, he glanced at the passenger's back and found that he was walking towards the gate of an old-fashioned residential area on Shili Road, and the doll lying in his pocket was Bi Cai. Another change of action, it seems to be staring at him!

He gasped, recalling the tone of the man saying "there is a ghost", he decided to reduce his expenses recently and stop working the night shift.

The detailed address that Wang Huai gave to Xiao Li was an old-fashioned residential area. This is a retired teacher's apartment, not close to the urban area, and most of the people living there are intellectuals and descendants of the older generation.

When Xiao Li walked over, Wang Huai and the others were standing downstairs in Building No. [-]. Xiao Li glanced around, and found that apart from Lao Wang, whom he was familiar with, there was also Ye Lingshi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and the other two Strangers he doesn't know.

Ye Lingshi looked hesitantly at the stranger walking towards them. He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he confirmed his identity when he saw the doll, and greeted the other person friendly: " Sherlock, long time no see."

Xiao Li nodded.

"When I first met you, I never thought you would be like this." Ye Lingshi sighed, "My younger brother with eyes above the top keeps telling me about you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Huai lifted his chin lazily: "Now is not the time to reminisce about the past, Sherlock, the other two are Ye Ziye and Sun Jiaming."

The two smiled at Xiao Li friendly.

Ye Lingshi continued: "To make a long story short, hurry up. Regarding the recent supernatural incidents, we have set up a forum to give ordinary people who have been haunted by ghosts a chance to seek help. We will try our best to come to help according to the number of people. They are also investigating the reason for the appearance of these ghosts."

"Everyone knows that ghosts in reality are very weak, and they definitely don't have the strong resentment of dungeons, so ordinary veterans can deal with them using props. There have been no casualties, and many people don't mind helping ordinary people. "

"But according to our investigation, the intensity of ghosts in reality has gradually increased. Compared with half a month ago, it has more than doubled. If this continues, it is really difficult to say. We must hurry up and solve it, or... …without a fight.”

"Here is a recent case that we asked for help. The reason that attracted our attention was a detail she said when she asked for help."

"See for yourself, she lives on the fourth floor of this building."

Ye Lingshi turned on the phone, switched to the help page of the forum, and handed it to Xiao Li.

[Felestial masters, please help me, I have encountered a strange thing. 】

[That's right, this incident didn't happen to me, but to a writer I followed. 】

[I've been following him for a long time, and I've been chasing every one of his articles. They've always been beautifully written, and I like them very much. This writer has always written emotional flow, the kind that makes people want to stop, and has always been Very diligent, but since last week, he suddenly stopped updating! 】

[There was no sign before the break, everything was sudden. 】

[Then from the day before yesterday, he appeared again and updated a chapter, but the newly updated chapter has no connection with the context at all. It turned into a chapter of a short horror novel. This novel is not the writer's usual style of writing at all, it is written by a different person. 】

[Following yesterday, he followed up the horror novel that suddenly appeared, and updated a chapter, and at the end of the new chapter, a strange symbol appeared. 】

[I searched, but I couldn't find it at all. I was worried that this was the writer's distress signal, but it was useless to call the police. I thought it was strange that the author was alive and well, and thought of the saying that the ghost was upper body.A classmate recommended this forum to me, I hope you can help me and her. 】

The help-seeker took a screenshot of the symbol, and Xiao Li squinted his eyes when he saw it. It was very similar to the symbol he found with Fu Zige before.

Ye Lingshi said: "I tried to call her, and she answered, but there were some things I couldn't explain on the phone, so I made an appointment to find her."

Xiao Li asked back: "Morning?"

Ye Lingshi didn't think it was right, he shrugged and said, "She made the appointment, and she said it was only at this time, when her parents fell asleep, that she would have time to come out."

Xiao Li returned the phone to the other party. Ye Ling opened the message box and sent a message to the caller upstairs. He raised his head and said, "She told us to go up."