I Wasn't Born Lucky

Ye Lingshi already knew about Wu Tian's hint, and he also knew that Xiao Li knew about it, even earlier than him.

He originally thought that the detective who called himself Sherlock was a snark, but now he found that the other party was a very smart smuggler-this is good, they can try to cooperate, it is always pleasant to deal with smart people, There is a saying that goes well, if you are not afraid of opponents like gods, you are afraid of teammates like pigs.

Once all the clues are connected in series, plus Wu Tian's hint, everything is actually very simple.

Each of them has an identity on their invitation letter, for example, Xiao Li is a detective, Ye Lingshi is a priest, Feng Fengqing is a doctor - this "identity" is the key to this dungeon world.

The handwriting "ear" left by Wu Tian is actually half of the word "profession". He didn't have the energy to complete the word "profession".

Occupation is "identity", Wu Tian's identity is "teacher", but he did not act as a "teacher", even on the contrary, he always wanted to hug Ye Lingshi's thigh and listen to Ye Lingshi's words. More like a student, so he died early.

And the uncle who was the first to die before, his identity was "butcher". As a butcher, as a butcher, he should be used to blood.

He was the first to die when the others did not violate their identities.

The way of death is to be stabbed through the heart with a dagger, which also fits the word "butcher".

The reason why Wu Tian knew about this was because the ghost who came in to kill him was wearing a teacher's costume, holding a chalk in his right hand, and drew a circle around his body—reminding him of the ghost on his invitation letter. identity.

And Xiao Li, Ye Lingshi, Feng Fengqing and others, without knowing it, they are already playing detectives, priests and doctors, including the young couple, the male He Wei is a businessman, and the female He Yun is a writer.

Once they see through the law of the dead in missions, as long as they play their identities well, they can avoid death and survive until the seventh day.

As for Xiao Li's question, it was a response to Ye Lingshi.

Since Ye Lingshi likes to test him so much, how embarrassing is he not to reciprocate?

Given Xiao Li's own character, he would not reply with such an obscure question, but he is now a detective, a great detective, and Sherlock Holmes possessed a soul at that moment - directly ask Wu Tian Things were so slightly out of place that he adopted a simple paraphrase of the famous English nursery rhyme.

Who Killed the Mockingbird?Who killed Wu Tian?

Wu filled himself.

Wu Tian's thought of hugging Ye Lingshi's thigh killed himself.

Ye Lingshi successfully caught the stalk.

The brown-haired young man showed kindness and compassion, perfectly expressing the emotions that a priest should have: "May God take his soul and let his spirit rest in heaven."

The old butler carried the body to the cellar again. Taking advantage of this time, Ye Lingshi told the other people the way he guessed.

This is currently an effective way to survive for seven days, but it is not the truth of this castle, but most people don't care about the truth, as long as they can successfully survive this instance.

After spending the second day, most of them thought that the crisis was resolved, and no one would die on the third day, but after noon on the third day, no one came out of the room of the young couple.

When they broke in again, they found that the curtains of this room were tightly drawn, and there were three burnt candles placed in front of the mirror, and the couple He Wei and He Yun fell on the carpet hugging each other On the scene, their entire faces were torn off, and He Wei held a strand of golden hair in his hand. The scene was once very bloody.

Ye Lingshi's complexion changed: "How could someone die? Are we thinking wrong?"

Feng Fengqing suppressed her nausea, squatted down to check the couple, and pulled a sheet from the bed to cover them.

Xiao Li walked to the mirror and looked at the three candles in front of him: "The way they died...is different from the two people in front."

It's also different from the order in which one person dies every day - the first two died after their identities were exposed, and these two obviously tried back and forth on the verge of death, but they were really killed in the end.

When he said this, Ye Lingshi also came over, his eyes changed: "Candles are an auxiliary tool for some evil rituals, you mean they... summoned evil spirits?"

Xiao Li nodded. He stroked his chin and thought for a while: "Three candles, the evil spirit of the west, Bloody Mary?"

According to legend, the famous evil spirit who can fight against the Dongfang Pen Fairy.

The brown-haired young man beside him said: "It's also possible. I've heard her legend before, saying that she might answer your question, but it's also possible that she will go crazy and tear up the summoner directly, but such a dangerous evil spirit , Why did those two people summon it? Didn’t I tell them the way of life?”

"Are you curious?" Xiao Li said, "You can ask Bloody Mary directly."

Ye Lingshi: "..."

He just felt that Xiao Li was a smart person, and he thought he had a tacit understanding with him, and he forgot the speechless choke when he said "go get food and draw a picture" before, and now the other party's words made him I remembered the unbearable past—what do you mean by asking her directly?That's the famous Bloody Mary, the evil spirit in the West, and it doesn't belong to your seventh aunt or eighth aunt. Can you call and ask?

The eldest son of the Ye family organized his language: "Brother Xia, what do you mean by asking her directly?"

Is this a mockery of him?Can't be serious?

Xiao Li said thoughtfully, "Summon out and ask her."

Ye Lingshi: "..."

Does the co-author mean to do the summoning ceremony by yourself?He has never seen such a deadly person, and the evil spirit is not your summoned beast.

"You should think about it again. This is a very dangerous thing." Ye Lingshi usually doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, but because of the tacit understanding between the two when they speculated about the way out yesterday, he still tried to dissuade him, "Our purpose is to spend There is no need for extra complications in this dungeon world."

Xiao Li glanced at him with a half-smile, didn't say anything, and didn't deny it—of course he knew it was dangerous, but he also had certain guesses about this evil spirit, maybe he even made paintings for the other party last night and sold his art How about a plate of snacks?

That night, he held the ceremony.

The curtain in the room was completely drawn, blocking the moonlight from the outside world, creating a completely quiet secret room.

In the dark room, Xiao Li sat in front of the dressing table, put the little yellow book in front of him, and then placed three lighted candles in front of the large mirror.

The candle flame burned quietly, twisting into weird shapes in the mirror.

Immediately afterwards, the boy closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and repeated Mary's name three times: "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary."

The three candles suddenly started automatically without wind, and a graceful figure passed through the wall, and finally stopped in the mirror in front of Xiao Li.

That woman was blond, blue-eyed, and glamorous. She was wearing a bright red court dress. She was the person in the painting hanging at the end of the corridor. She glanced at the harmless little yellow book for the first time, but her eyes revealed There was a hint of fear, and then restrained this look, looked up at the black-haired boy in front of him, and laughed like last night, without saying a word.

Xiao Li opened his eyes, stared at this notorious evil spirit for a moment, and asked the first question: "What is the request of the couple who took the initiative to summon you?"

The Bloody Mary in the mirror bowed, and the brilliance in the mirror flowed, showing the appearance at that time——

He Yun closed her eyes, and He Wei sat on the side and held her hand to give her strength. She said with a trembling voice: "Dear Bloody Mary, please tell us how to survive in the continuous dungeon world, and whether we can give The way we've been together?"

He Wei's face showed a hint of greed, and after his girlfriend finished speaking, he lowered his head eagerly and prayed: "Master Mary, I heard that you will satisfy the believers' requests, please give your believers some strength, I am willing to find you A clean and pure soul in exchange."

The young couple got the summoning ceremony of the evil spirit from nowhere, and made a wish on her like a wishing machine. It's strange that she didn't die.

Xiao Li shook his head, and asked the second question: "What is the secret in this manor?"

A downward spiral staircase appeared in the mirror, and further down was a door engraved with three vicious dogs, which was tightly locked.

It means... the castle above is just a disguise, and the real [Tartaros] is underneath it?

Before Xiao Li opened his mouth to ask the third question, a paragraph appeared on the little yellow book in front of him: 【Do you know what is the most powerful thing about Bloody Mary? 】

Xiao Li was vigilant instinctively. Before he could answer, Xiao Huangben had already asked and answered: [She can show the face of the summoner's future husband. 】

【Want to see it? 】

Xiao Li: "..."

- No, I don't want to.

He already knew what Xiao Huang was going to say, and he made Erkang's hand to stop it, but Bloody Mary had already walked away from the mirror, and a whirlpool appeared in the empty mirror——Xiao Li swore that if a book appeared inside Little Huang Ben, he will definitely smash this mirror!

However, contrary to what people wished, the scene in the mirror quickly zoomed in on a banquet hall from far to near, and finally focused on the man in the center of the ball. A strand of golden thread stretched out from the mirror and wrapped around Xiao Xiao. Li's wrist, and slammed him into the mirror.

When Xiao Li regained his sanity, he found himself in a place.

The high dome propped up the arc, the vast palace revealed a noble atmosphere, all kinds of exquisite food and wine were placed on the banquet table, and the chandelier above the head reflected colorful lights. There was a dance, but the banquet hall was empty.

Standing at the very front was a man wearing a gorgeous robe with layers of exquisite embroidery on the hem. He looked like an ancient nobleman, but his face was blurred.

The man stretched out his hand towards Xiao Li, and Xiao Li noticed that there was a cold black gemstone ring on his finger, and his every move was full of bone marrow-like elegance, and the voice he spoke was as pleasant as he seemed familiar in the orphanage:

"This is a dance for you."

"Will you dance with me? My dear."

After saying the words "my dear", the man paused subtly, as if there was still a suffix that he hadn't said.