I Wasn't Born Lucky

The ghoul's eyes were too angry, which caught Xiao Li's attention.

Xiao Li hesitated for a moment, then he looked at the flat chest of the ghoul and corrected, "Then, mother?"

Ghoul-Backing Ghost: "..."

Get out, it's not as good as Dad.

It gritted its teeth resentfully, and clenched its top two thick palms upwards, just in time to hold the baby's lower two legs, ready to use force——

Perhaps because it felt itchy, this unreasonable ghost baby kicked its dozen or so legs, and squeezed out a "giggle" laugh from its throat.

It was just such a smile that made the hand of the ghoul, who was about to hold the two legs and tear the baby apart alive, to stop.

The picture suddenly changed from "I tear my son with my hands" to "squeeze my son's feet".

Xiao Li sighed: "What a beautiful scene of a loving father and a filial son."

Gong Mingming: "..."

She gave Xiao Li a strange look.

At the same time, Sun Qilin over there couldn't accept the joyful scene in front of him. He pinched a formula with both hands, and a drop of blood dripped on the center of his eyebrows, and shouted sharply: "The soul is back, Ning!"

The ghost baby was shaken all over, and the overly scattered facial features on its face were tightly wrinkled at this time, as if it was enduring great pain. It covered its head with six hands, shaking violently back and forth, and finally seemed to be controlled In a daze, he looked back at Sun Qilin with bloodshot eyes.

He kicked with both feet, vacated vigorously, and wanted to return to Sun Qilin's side.

Seeing this, Sun Qilin was overjoyed, and the heart he had raised finally fell back to its original position.

At this time, Xiao Li suddenly asked without haste, "I have one last question for you."

"...What's the problem?" Sun Qilin didn't want to talk to him at first, but seeing that the ghost baby was about to return to his side, he responded in a strange way.

Xiao Li: "Where did your family get that nameless corpse?"

"Guess?" Sun Qilin sneered, "Why should I tell you?"

Xiao Li pondered for a moment: "Just treat it as a reward for me to find parents for your child?"

Sun Qilin: "..."

He was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly froze.

Behind the back of the ghoul, the ghost baby failed to walk successfully.

He wanted to leave, but the ghoul didn't want to let go.

In the death laboratory, it carried more than a hundred corpses. Although they were all eaten by it in the end, how could there be any reason to let go of the prey it got?

So even if Hercule didn't speak, the ghoul carried the two legs of the ghost baby, and exerted all its strength with its arms. Its strength was much stronger than that of the ghost baby, and it pulled him down from mid-air!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

The two lower legs of the ghost baby have been crushed by the ghoul. If it were an ordinary baby, his legs might have been shattered and broken, but fortunately, as a ghost baby, his vitality is quite tenacious. The pain in the leg wailed twice, and then struggled again.

The ghoul-carrying ghost skillfully used two hands to press the ghost baby on its back, and the other two hands let go of the legs and turned to support the buttocks, suppressing his noise.

"Hurry up, take the child away." Xiao Li blocked his ears and said to the ghoul.

The ghoul-carrying ghost hesitated for a moment, as if he was debating whether to carry this burden according to Hercule's words, but it changed his mind, even if this cheap son was too noisy, with its fat body, it was more than enough to store food .

He thinks the ghost baby's struggle is too noisy now, and he is eager to cut off his connection with Sun Qilin. The best way is to bring him back to the dungeon world, so the ghoul-carrying ghost grabs the ghost baby on his back and disappears in the blink of an eye. In front of everyone.

That is, at the same time that the ghost baby disappeared, Sun Qilin spat out a mouthful of blood.

Being forcibly cut off from the ghost baby, Sun Qilin suffered a lot of internal injuries. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and looked straight at Xiao Li: "How did you do it? What is that ghost?" , how could I listen to you like this?!"

Falling from bliss, he wasn't crazy, just puzzled.

The magic circle was given by the people of the referee, and it should include the power of the underworld god. His connection with the ghost baby has also been established alive. The ghost baby even overwhelmed Gong Mingming's requiem piano for a while. Strange ghosts got in the way? !

Four limbs and two heads, what kind of ghost is this?Most importantly, how did Sherlock control these ghosts?

Sun Qilin tried to recall the origin of carrying the ghoul, but he still had no memory.

Until Xiao Li thought about it and replied: "Maybe I helped it, so it has come to help me now."

Sun Qilin: "What did you help it—"

After a short pause, without waiting for Sun Qilin to finish asking, Xiao Li continued: "Since you are in contact with the referee office, maybe you also know it. The world it comes from is called Death's Laboratory."

"My gift to it is freedom."

grim Reaper--

These two terms are deeply embedded in Sun Qilin's mind.

No wonder, no wonder!

As the creation of the god of death, the ghoul, even though it has been released from the laboratory now, still has the breath of the god of death on its body, and the composition of the ghost baby is assisted by the referee. One of the gods they believe in is God of death, because of this, the ghost baby has a natural affection for carrying ghouls.

Otherwise, even if an evil spirit like Bloody Mary came in person, even if it succeeded in the end, the process would not be so easy.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Sun Qilin choked on the blood in his mouth, coughing and fell to the ground.

The incubator, which lost the baby, had shut itself off and remained empty in this room.

Wang Huai walked over, he punched Sun Qilin, took out a prop rope to tie him in place, and then took out a few keys from his pocket, which were the keys to the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

They opened them one by one, and found that the rooms on both sides were imprisoned by old men who had gone through one cycle of reincarnation.

Inside the first door was an old lady lying flat on an iron bed with her eyes closed as if she hadn't breathed.

The second door is an old man who is also lying in the same posture.

……

All those who ate meat and became babies for the first time would be secretly taken away by Sun Qilin with the acquiescence of the elders, and after the babies became old and died of illness, they would be transported here.

When Ye Lingshi entered the first room, he squatted down, borrowed Xiao Li's scalpel, said "I'm sorry", and then cut off a small piece of meat from the back of the old man's hand, and put it in Wang Huai's dressing box inside.

"Let's see if this piece of meat emits such a meaty aroma," Ye Lingshi said.

The freshly cut piece of meat became very hard due to the temperature, and had no smell at all, not to mention the smell of the meat, you could smell a faint smell of corpse when you got close.

After reading a whole series of rooms, Wang Huai took a deep breath.

This place is different from the dungeon world, it is his reality, his hometown, and the Sun family's behavior like this really makes him angry.

He turned to Xiao Li and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Have you dealt with similar things?" Xiao Li asked him, "Can the evidence of these corpses be found?"

Wang Huai understood what he meant: "... yes."

There are many reincarnations like Wang Huai. They come from all corners of the country and are engaged in various jobs. Just like the court, although the Sun family is a local snake, it can't resist the combined power of the rest of the reincarnations, leaving so many After obtaining the evidence, and then put a little pressure on it, the relevant departments will naturally come forward.

Xiao Li said, "Then call the police."

With so many lives, it is enough for the Sun family to live in prison for a lifetime.

After saying this, he lowered his head, squatted down, stood near the corpse, and squinted his eyes towards the air.

Wang Huai turned on his mobile phone to connect, while Ye Zeqing leaned over and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Xiao Li's appearance was really a bit intrusive, as if he had seen something that others couldn't see, he was looking for it in the air.

Xiao Li raised a finger: "Crack."

Ye Zeqing: "What crack?"

"The crack in the well." Xiao Li said.

This is the information he deduced after talking to the soul of Atlantis.

Xiao Li recalled what happened after he used the right to talk to the soul of Atlantis——

It was after returning from the ruling prison, he wrote down his request in the little yellow book, and then a drop of water appeared in his mind.

The soul of Atlantis is not an ocean, but just such a drop of water.

A faint mental wave came from the water droplet: "Sherlock, I remember everything that happened in Stellan's Misty Town, and now, I smell the wave of prophecy from you."

"... Your prophecy has come true." Xiao Li said briefly, "The world I live in has encountered the same thing as yours."

Soul of Atlantis: "I can feel it, that's why I give you the right to talk, otherwise the reward that others get after clearing the level will not be me, but an item related to Oneiroi."

"I don't want you to have anything to do with him, I intercepted you."

When he spoke the last half of the sentence, the water drop was quite proud, as if cutting Sherlock Hu from the Oneiroi was something worth bragging about.

Xiao Li went straight to the point: "You don't just want to talk to me, nor do you unilaterally give gifts, so I guess you came to me because you want to make a deal with me?"

"...I have something to tell you." The water drop turned, and the white light cast colorful colors on it. "This is an advance payment. I will bet heavily on you. In return, you need to promise I have one thing."

"Sherlock, listen up."

"When the ability is close to the activities of ghosts and ghosts in the field, there will be cracks, and the frequent occurrence of spiritual events will accelerate the cracks. The collapse of a well will not only be the overturning of the well head, but more the pouring caused by the cracks in the whole body. What you noticed." The water drop said slowly, "Filling is feasible, but what you need is not just filling, you need 'a hand'."

"Most of what you said is the same as what I thought. I still have some doubts about a few details." Xiao Li did not refuse the deal with it, "But before that, I want to know what you want me to do."

"........."