I Wasn't Born Lucky

The legs are very angry now, it feels that it has been insulted more than the damage from the split, it is no longer satisfied with just kicking, and in the end, it simply stepped on the game ghost with both legs, riveted enough strength and started to fight with all its strength. bouncing.

The game ghost was beaten and curled up on the ground, with a puzzled face and question marks all over his head.

Gan!

It really doesn't understand what qualifications this leg has to be angry, isn't it the sad one? !I was deceived into playing the game with full expectations, but who are the participants in this four-corner game?

Not to mention a pair of legs, the one next to him who came to watch the show had a sticky red liquid dripping from the corner of his clothes onto the ground. Judging by his good night vision ability, it was blood at all!

And the one who has been crying is not a human being with this skin color and hair.

As for the last one, it looks like a normal human being, could it be those——

The game ghost suddenly froze when he thought of this.

It... seems to know where this place is.

Strange tales of the goddess of words.

And isn't that human being the popular Moriarty recently?

The game ghost relaxed its tight legs. It was planning to take advantage of the weakest human being's surprise to attack him, but now that it recognized the opponent's identity, it gave up this idea cleanly and let its legs vent on it. , waiting to return to the original world after the game is over.

After 5 minutes, due to the suspension of the four-corner game, the game ghost disappeared.

The remaining foot of the leg flew into the air, and the sole of the shocking foot was numb, and it stomped back and forth unhappily to relieve the feeling.

In order to appease it, Xiao Li called out Fu Zige from the little yellow book, and whispered a few words to the KTV ghost.

Fu Zige was not very happy at first, those legs looked too irritable, the game ghost can bear it, but his little microphone can't bear such a violent kick, but after Xiao Li's explanation Next, he looked at the unparalleled beauty Fu Jiang next to him, and agreed to act as the host of the team building activity.

Just before floating up, Fu Zige whispered in Xiao Li's ear: "However, Sherlock, you met me in reality because you were in a team with Tan Li and the others, and now you are having a carnival with another wave of different ghosts here. Party, are you a little—”

Scum.

Although the analogy is not quite right, he really thinks of the active playboy.

Fu Zige didn't finish his questioning, and was slapped away by Xiao Li's slap.

He stabilized himself on the roof, coughed twice, and said loudly with his magnetic hoarse voice: "Since it is the leg that the contestant failed to slap the ghost of the four-corner game, then it is the winner of this game! Let us Congrats to it."

As Fu Zige talked, he shook his head and sang: "Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations."

It may be the first time that the legs have won such an honor, participating in such a competition, it was stunned, its legs crossed shyly and unnaturally in a girlish pose, and the original violent anger disappeared without a trace .

"Reward? The reward is..." Fu Zige glanced at Xiao Li, "Eligible to join the Ghost Association!"

Legs: "..."

"Okay, the first game is over, let me take a look at the barrage for the next game—" Fu Zige automatically floated in front of Xiao Li's communicator,

[Guai Tan's team building location is in the Judgment Prison, so there is a real crowd. 】

[Damn Association?What is this? 】

[Sherlock himself is the president, it seems to be, I've heard of it. 】

【Then I also want to join. There is an old saying that goes well, join if you can't beat it. 】

[What kind of dish fairy, hide-and-seek, ghost behind the scenes, Miss Mary's phone, you can operate it. 】

[The ghost mentioned above, if you see it, run away! ! 】

"Miss Mary's phone number, this name is very familiar, is it the Bloody Mary we know?" Fu Zige asked.

Xiao Li's voice was much lower than Fu Zige's, but it was exceptionally clear and powerful: "No, it's another urban legend, also known as 'Where's Miss Mary', just the same name."

[I'm here to help you, Miss Mary's phone number is 139XXXXXX232. 】

[Mo Cue me, my whole body trembled when I heard these two words. 】

【That beautiful Mary evil spirit in front, can I buy you a cup of fresh human blood. 】

[Brother Yuen. 】

[This popularity is no longer about the group building of ghost talk, it has developed to the group building site of the ghost world, I suspect that the goddess of words is secretly watching...]

[Text: My cubs. 】

Seeing that the barrage was developing in a strange direction, Fu Zige quickly put down the communicator again.

Xiao Li took out his mobile phone, and was about to raise his head to ask who would play this game, but saw that Fu Jiang who was leaning aside had already answered the call.

Fu Jiang's long black hair fell down, and she impatiently used her light white fingers to push away the Liuhai in front of her eyes, listening to the beeping sound on the phone, waiting for the other party to connect.

In fact, her mobile phone has no signal, but because of the particularity of this number, she can still dial out.

Soon, the phone was connected.

A crisp girl's voice came out from the receiver: "Hi, I'm Miss Mary. I'm in another world now. If you connect to my call, I will keep approaching you until I find you and replace you."

Fu Jiang chuckled, her voice was like sweet honey, full of allure, even for the same sex: "Well, okay, I'll wait."

She hung up the phone and waited for this Miss Mary to call.

Five minutes later, Fu Jiang's phone rang.

She pressed the connect button, under the faint light of the phone, her face was as beautiful as a demon: "Hello?"

Miss Mary: "I'm in the gap in the passage now, and I'll be in your world soon."

Fu Jiang held up the nails of her other hand and turned them back and forth, as if she was thinking about what nail art she would do later. She said, "I'll give you a suggestion. Now is the Internet age, and we ghosts have to keep pace with the times." , you can develop your business through WeChat or QQ, and directly send a coordinate to locate it, how simple, do you have to call?"

Miss Mary was stunned and confused.

No one has ever given her such a suggestion, and besides, her setting is not just a little step by step through the phone, from "100 meters away from your house" to "I'm downstairs at your house, open the door" to "I'm in your house" Under the bed", using such a thrilling dialogue to inspire human fear?

Can this... be changed?

Before Miss Mary could reply, Fu Jiang hung up the phone again.

Xiao Li said: "Good advice, very practical."

Fu Jiang: "Of course."

Xiao Li: "Don't leave later, I need your help."

Fu Jiang snorted. Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't directly refuse until the phone rang for the third time.

"uh-huh?"

Miss Mary: "The world you are in has no location, so I didn't post it. Also, I just checked and I saw your live broadcast. Say hello to Mr. Sherlock for me. I will shut down for a while."

Xiao Li: "..."

You don't have to.

Just come in and play together, how good?

They are not the kind of strange stories with special hobbies.

Fu Jiang hung up the phone. This famous beauty seemed to have a little fun from it. She looked at Fu Zige, showed a smile that turned all sentient beings, and hooked the KTV ghost: "Next."

……

Time passed in the ghost game of ghost talk, and when they were playing the seventh game, the iron window was suddenly opened from the outside, light shone in through the window, and a face was stuck on the window, looking inside.

It belongs to the jailer, who is observing the condition of the prisoners in the thinking room.

But at this moment, even it, looking at the ghosts and ghosts in this room, couldn't help being stunned, its eyes were about to burst, and the bloodshot outside its eye sockets swelled, as if it had encountered something unbearable.

Especially when it opened the window, Fu Zige was showing off the high pitch loudly, using the high pitch to torture the summoned ghost, and it sang about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Arathor.

Sow.

The sudden appearance of the jailer interrupted him. Fu Zige turned his head and looked into the jailer's terrifying eyes.

For almost two seconds, Xiao Li felt a pulling force, and the next second, he was pulled from the thinking room by the jailer.

Oops, at least let people end this game.

Xiao Li closed the little yellow book and sent the other ghosts back.

At the same time, a broadcast came from overhead: "Prisoner No. 23024 caused harm, the confinement in the contemplation room will be cancelled, and the demerit will be recorded once, and will be discussed in the next court session."

Trial.

Tribunal?

Xiao Li turned around. At this time, it was early morning, and he walked back slowly along the passage, while thinking about the information he got last night.

The ghosts of the four-corner game can come in, and Pusi Udurogoi and Xiao Huangben also said that they can invade the prison, which shows that coming in is a very simple matter, but it will affect the rules of the prison. It's hard.

Xiao Li passed by his own passage directly, instead of going in, he went to the next floor to look for Wang Huai.

Finally, he found Wang Huai in a room in the middle of the next floor.

This guy is also smart, unlike Xiao Li who fell to the ground and was sent to the room of contemplation, he didn't plan to take advantage of the lights-out time to escape or something, but directly found the cleanest room, lay on the quilt, and waited The arrival of the jailer.

Facts proved that his method worked, Wang Huai was lying on the bed and fast asleep, soundly asleep.

Xiao Li glanced at the time, opened the door, grabbed the quilt mercilessly and pulled it, shaking Wang Huai off the bed: "Wake up."

Wang Huai opened his eyes almost as soon as his body felt the weightlessness. Those eyes were so clear that no one would feel that he was still asleep the last second.

Wang Huai grabbed the foot of the bed, stood up, and patted the ashes off his body: "You're back so soon?"

Xiao Li: "Did you hear that?"

Wang Huai: "Yes, it came to me after your punishment broadcast was broadcast last night."

As for the announcement just this morning, he didn't hear it because he was asleep.

Xiao Li sat by Wang Huai's bed in an anticlimactic manner. He relaxed his back and leaned against the wall to reduce the increasing weight on his shoulders: "So what time did you go to sleep?"

Wang Huai: "Just remember, it's ten past nine."

He raised his hand and tapped his temple, then he suddenly searched around, finally opened his own task book, tore off a page from the end, crumpled it into a small ball, and threw it into his mouth.

Xiao Li: "...you are?"

"Too hungry." Wang Huai said.

He chewed the ball of paper in his mouth, and his voice was indistinct: "I looked at you just now, and I had the urge to kill you and eat meat, but I diverted my attention, and when I saw the soap, I wanted to swallow it whole it."

"Compared to the consequences of these two, eating paper is acceptable to me."