I Wasn't Born Lucky

The old TV in the house was playing an outdated idol drama, the male protagonist hugged the female protagonist and refused to let it go, expressing his thoughts affectionately.

Xiao Li sat cross-legged on the sofa, and Shen Mizhi hugged him from behind.

The doll is hanging on the withered pot of spider plants in the room, and the remote control is in Tan Li's hand. She changes the channel from time to time, but the changes are all variety shows and TVs from five years ago, and there are no latest hits. drama.

There will be changes in the sky outside the window, but the window cannot be opened, and the whole building is fixed at a certain point in time.

Dust flutters in the light, like a group of moths who don't know life and death.

Xiao Li was actually a little sleepy, and the collision speed of the upper and lower eyelids was obviously accelerated. Shen Mizhi lowered his head and brushed his hair away, and kissed his eyelids: "Go to sleep?"

Xiao Li shook his head, grasping the last trace of clarity in his mind, he changed his sitting posture with his arms propped up, leaving the embrace of the young man behind him, and gradually came to his senses.

The neighbor next door has been quiet for a long time, but Xiao Li always feels that something is going to happen. This is an intuition that has been honed in the dungeon time all year round.

Around the time when the hands of the clock reached twelve o'clock, a sudden change occurred.

There was a heavy dragging sound from the next door.

The sound was still in my ears, as if the wall that blocked them was not made of cement, but just a piece of thin paper, which could not achieve any sound insulation effect.

Xiao Li was even able to imagine a person next door, maybe a man or a woman dragging something forward, the location was close to the door, and then...

Then the dragging stopped abruptly and was replaced by the sound of chopping things.

Dull, again and again.

Occasionally, the sharp tool for chopping things will get stuck, but the next second, the sound will be louder, as if the person chopping things has increased their strength.

The person next door has been chopping for a long time.

If it was a piece of meat, it should have been minced.

Logically speaking, the sound of chopping things is so loud that the baby next door should be woken up, but at this moment, everything is silent, only the sound of chopping things, without the crying of the baby.

Is it dead, or passed out?

If this is the memory of the unknown female corpse, then the one who was killed was her, and the one who chopped things up was her husband?

So what role did these "neighbors" play, listening to such voices from next door every day and night...

Xiao Li listened quietly for 2 minutes, then suddenly turned his head to look at the door. He opened the door, and there were Wang Huai and others standing at the door.

Due to the poor sound insulation, they all silently kept silent. Wang Huai followed Xiao Li's gaze, picked up the phone to type, and handed it to the other party: [The sound insulation is too poor, we all live upstairs, listen Clearly. 】

Xiao Li looked at the words on Wang Huai's phone, but didn't respond. He paused for three seconds, then walked to the door next door and knocked on it: "Is anyone there?"

His movements were too sudden, especially in this quiet night where everything was magnified, Gong Mingming didn't have many partners with him, so he was taken aback.

At the same time as the knock on the door, the chopping in the next room stopped.

It brings an invisible sense of deterrence, and people can't help but think of the picture inside:

A man was holding a kitchen knife, and when he heard the knock on the door, he raised the kitchen knife in mid-air, and slowly turned his head...

"Is anyone there?" Xiao Li knocked again when no one answered the door.

This time there was finally movement inside.

The door was opened, and a long-haired woman timidly hid behind the door, her straw-like hair covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of dull eyes: "What, what's wrong?"

The door was not wide open, and was covered by a woman, so everyone couldn't see the specific situation in the room clearly.

"It's nothing serious. The sound insulation here is too bad. I heard your family chopping things just now?" Xiao Li asked directly.

The woman glanced back into the room, then turned her head and grinned and admitted: "Yes, I'm chopping something, I'm a little hungry, and I'm going to make fried crispy meat."

"Fried." Xiao Li said while observing her expression, and found that there was joy in the woman's eyebrows. When she moved while she was talking, there were indeed a few red burns where the hot oil splashed on the place covered by her hair, but She didn't feel the slightest pain, "Where's your husband? He also likes this?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then the joyful look in her eyes became stronger, and she said meaningfully: "Yes, he likes it, he likes it the most."

"I'm also a little hungry, let's go in and eat together? It's good to chat."

"It's... not very convenient. Let's try another day. Tomorrow, I'll invite you to eat tomorrow." The woman said, "Even if you don't tell me, I will invite you tomorrow night. It smells, well, it's delicious."

She repeated "delicious" several times, a kind of madness permeated in her cloudy eyes, she ignored Xiao Li in front of her, and turned around to close the door.

When the woman turned around, Xiao Li called her to stop: "What's your name?"

The woman didn't answer, she slammed the door shut.

The sound of chopping meat sounded again, and it lasted for a long time.

Everyone returned to Xiao Li's room, Ye Zeqing spoke first, he deliberately lowered his voice, and said as quietly as possible: "She is a ghost, she is very strong, and she has a lot of resentment."

Gong Mingming analyzed according to his words: "If she is the unnamed female corpse of the Sun family, then what kind of form is she in during the day? I thought at first that we had entered her memory before she was killed, but it was obvious just now that She is dismembering Fu Jianlin."

"Fu Jianlin raped her during the day, but at night, she killed Fu Jianlin, just like her flesh can turn an adult into a baby, and then into old age. These are two states." Wang Huai took out a piece of paper and drew a picture. Buildings, cut them into two sections with a line, "but what is the connection between day and night? This is the focus we need to solve."

Xiao Li looked at the wall, and suddenly tapped it with his knuckles: "The undertaker described the female corpse as having burns all over her face. I noticed just now that there were a few oily scars on her face, but not many."

"According to what she said, tomorrow night she will hold fried meat to invite neighbors to taste, then from tomorrow night onwards, she will start killing."

"From this direction, will the oily scars on her face gradually increase tomorrow night, until one night, the oily scars will completely cover her face, which means that she will completely return to the state of a corpse."

"If this is the case, then the world here must also have a corresponding rule. As long as this rule is solved, you can get out from here."

Wang Huai murmured: "Domestic violence, if this is a real case, the neighbors we played should be bystanders at the time."

"Could it be that the unnamed corpse was not a female corpse at all, but a male corpse, and we were just misled by the words of the undertaker?" Ye Zeqing suddenly raised an opinion.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. After all, we have not seen the sexual characteristics of the corpse with our own eyes." Xiao Li took this possibility into speculation, "If this is the case..."

"We need to make a test—"

As he said this, there was another knock on the door.

Everyone's discussion stopped suddenly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Ye Zeqing was ready to take out props at any time.

Xiao Li opened the door and found that it was the woman who knocked on the door. She raised her head, smiled strangely at Xiao Li, and asked shyly, "Is there any oil? I've run out of oil at home, lend me some." Bar?"

Xiao Li didn't speak, he signaled Ye Zeqing with his eyes, he went to the kitchen to look, and brought out a bucket of oil: "There is a bottle of Arowana blended oil."

"Just lend me this." The woman took the bottle of oil and weighed it in her hand, "Thank you, I will treat you to meat tomorrow night."

She walked briskly back to her room and continued to chop meat.

Daytime the next day.

The sound of chopping meat continued until four o'clock in the morning before it stopped.

In the early morning, everyone was already awake, and they took a piece of bread from the refrigerator to fill their stomachs. It was almost the time they had just finished eating. It was just dawn, and there was movement in the neighbor's house again.

During the night and the day, there will be no rest for a while.

This time it was no longer the sound of chopping meat, but the man yelling and cursing in anger: "What the hell, I didn't wake me up. At night, when I touch you, it's like touching a dead body. It's full of bumps. I thought you were a big man!"

"Skipping breakfast, I'm going to work!"

He slammed the door cursingly and left the house.

Ye Lingshi followed behind him, watched from a distance through the stairs, and found that when he was about to walk out of the gate at the bottom of the building, he disappeared suddenly.

It's not the kind of departure that pushes the door out, but disappears like melting.

……

When Fu Jianlin came back again, it was noon.

Just like when he went there, he suddenly appeared at the bottom of the building and walked upstairs. When he got to his own floor, he kicked the door before he opened it: "You still don't open the door for me? !"

There was a baby crying through the door, maybe it was to coax the baby, this time the woman opened the door a little late, but Fu Jianlin grabbed her by the hair, leaned against the door panel and scolded: "What the hell, look at other people's clothes!" Wife, look at you again, you are so ugly and not virtuous, I am really blind to marry you!"

The baby in the house was still crying, and Fu Jianlin yelled into the room angrily: "Why are you crying? Your cheap son is too. I really suspect that he is not my son!"

"No, that's not the case, don't talk nonsense..." The woman was grabbed by her hair and cried mournfully.

All of a sudden, various voices were mixed together, as if amplified by the microphone, entangled in everyone's ears.

In the room across the door.

"Will you go?" Ye Zeqing asked cautiously.

According to common sense, when encountering such a thing, the first reaction of a normal person must be to stop the man's domestic violence, but because of the existence of the female corpse last night, everyone hesitated and did not dare to intervene without authorization.

Xiao Li: "Go and try him."

With Xiao Li's words, Ye Zeqing regained his energy.

"Stop it, are you a man who just wants to beat his wife?"

He was tall, and he broke through the door directly from the room, and as soon as he grabbed the man's hand, he wanted to stop him——

But what he didn't expect was that the next second, the man threw him to the ground with a wave of his hand, and frowned in pain.

"What are you doing?" Fu Jianlin asked inexplicably. He turned to the woman, pushed her against the door even harder and asked, "You don't have an affair with him, do you? Look at your face, the scars all over your body, and your legs." , there are men who want you?!"

Ye Lingshi helped Ye Zeqing up from the ground. Wang Huai was a full head taller than Fu Jianlin, and he often exercised. He grabbed the man's arm and tried to stop him, but it didn't work.

Even if there was a gleam of golden light on Wang Huai's body, that golden light was about to approach Fu Jianlin, but it disappeared when it touched him.

Wang Huai staggered from being pushed and grabbed onto the stair rail to prevent himself from falling.

"A bunch of psychopaths! I taught my wife to take care of you?!" Fu Jianlin spat cursingly to the side, dragged the woman into the room, and slammed the door shut.

Wang Huai frowned and turned back, "Maybe Fu Jianlin is not an ordinary person. When I met him, he was simply extremely powerful, far surpassing ordinary men, and my props were useless to him."

"Damn, he's like a boxer, he slapped me away with one slap." Ye Zeqing kept stroking his arm, "Is this human? With such brute strength, won't he go out and win glory for the country?"

Luo Shan asked, "Is Fu Jianlin a ghost?"

Ye Zeqing: "He has a ghostly aura about him, but it's not as thick as last night's female corpse, it's very light."

"Then... is the corpse of the Sun family Fu Jianlin or his wife? How could he be so strong?"

"Besides that Fu Jianlin is a ghost, there is another possibility, because we are in the memory of the female corpse, so he is invincible." Xiao Li threw a bottle of red potion to him, "It's not that he is strong, it is here, he is strong, it is The female corpse thinks he is strong."

"But if that's the case, I have a bold idea..."

Fu Jianlin ate at home, picked his teeth with a toothpick, and watched the woman in front of him bustling around.

He was quite satisfied with today's dishes, so he didn't insult his wife too much.

The baby next to his ear was still crying, Fu Jianlin took a look at it, and found that the baby's face was purple from holding back, he said impatiently: "Look at your son quickly, crying and crying, I'm so annoying."

The woman had to stop clearing the table and go into the house to comfort the child.

The baby was soothed and the crying gradually died down.

Really annoying.

Fu Jianlin cursed angrily in his heart. He didn't want to enter the house for a short time, so he just sat in the living room, hummed a song while tapping Erlang's legs, and tapped the edge of the table with his chopsticks.

At this moment, a voice came from the door.

It belongs to a woman, delicate and sweet like honey: "Hello, I have something rolled into your house, can you help me pick it up?"

Fu Jianlin immediately walked to the door wearing big slippers, and found a small folded note in the crack of the door.

It's just that this note is not a ball, how could it roll in, maybe it was stuffed in purposely, right?

Fu Jianlin became very interested in the women outside. He opened the door with great interest, bent down to pick up the small note in the crack of the door, and looked out of the door in his own posture——

The lights in the corridor were not on, and it was cloudy outside, but it was as dark as night even though it was afternoon.

The first thing that caught Fu Jianlin's eyes was a pair of beautiful legs.

The owner of the beautiful legs wore a pair of blood-red high heels, with delicate skin and moderate fat and thin.

Fu Jianlin swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he clenched the note in his hand, looked up the beautiful legs to the knees, and found that the owner of the beautiful legs had excellent thigh proportions, without any fat, and he had already begun to imagine how beautiful the owner of these legs would be. beauty.

For example, if you can touch it, that would be great.

He went up and up, and up, and...

Gone.

When Fu Jianlin straightened up, he didn't see any upper body that a human being should have, but only this pair of legs.

Is... is it a model? !Prank, revenge?

Fu Jianlin took a solid step back, a sense of fear rose in his heart, but he still looked for excuses for what he saw in front of him.

However, what happened next broke his thoughts——

The legs moved.

It stepped on Fu Jianlin's foot straightly, then raised its leg high, kicked the man's crotch hard with its high heels, and then ran down the stairs like a joyful step.

Fu Jianlin:? ? ! !

It hurts, it hurts——

Damn, it's haunted, it's haunted!