I Wasn't Born Lucky

Xiao Li turned around and handed the 300 yuan to the man, who quickly took it and stuffed it into his pocket, then pointed to the memorial tablet and said: "My brother is here, you continue to worship, you are so sincere, he knows in the spirit of heaven , I’m sure you’ll be happy too.”

Whether Zhang Tao would feel relieved or not, Xiao Li didn't know, but he felt that if Zhang Tao became a ghost, the first thing he would do would be to come back and look for this unlucky brother.

Zhu Yiting and the others saw that the photo crisis had been resolved, and they had been discovered, so they simply walked in from the corner and outside the door one after another, pretending to bow to the memorial tablet a few times.

Then Xiao Li looked at his younger brother and asked quite directly: "When you were sorting out Mr. Zhang's belongings, did you find a black box?"

As soon as he said this, Tao Fei glanced at the man nervously, her hand was in her pocket, ready to take out the ghost-exorcism talisman at any time.

"Black box?" The man raised his left eyebrow and glanced at Xiao Li, "I haven't seen it before."

Xiao Li has been observing his expression, seeing that the doubt in the other's expression is not faked at all, he pointed to the coffin parked beside him and asked: "Then have you seen your brother today?"

He changed the subject too quickly, and it was too direct for Tao Fei's ears, not to mention the man who was already bad-tempered. The other party immediately changed his face and raised his voice: "What do you mean?"

When Tao Fei saw the battle, he immediately tried to appease the other party, and said softly, "He just asked casually, don't mind, we also have a little friendship with your elder brother, so we care more about him..."

"That can't be like this in my brother's mourning hall," the man said more and more angrily, "You come to worship at this time, and you are still sneaking around. What are you doing here?! Did the village chief ask you to come here?"

Tao Fei: "No, no, you misunderstood, we are really just here to worship your elder brother."

Xiao Li was blocked behind Tao Fei, sighed silently, and he naturally stretched out a hand towards Zhu Yiting——

Zhu Yiting: "..."

He didn't really want to admit that he got Sherlock's meaning in a second - the young man took out another 300 yuan from his pocket, slapped it in the other's hand with a sad face, and said "I have no money" Type, indicating that the other party also has to change a sheep wool.

Xiao Li stretched out a hand directly past Tao Fei who was defending, and slapped the money in front of Zhang Tao's younger brother. The other party's expression changed, and he immediately took the three banknotes, and his anger subsided: "Okay, just ask if you have any questions." , Mr. reporter, remember to beautify me in the report and make a recommendation, our food is pretty good."

Tao Fei racked his brains to think how to appease Zhang Tao's younger brother: "..."

——Who is this?

There are many kinds of people in this world, most of them would be heartbroken for the loss of their loved ones, but judging from the behavior of Zhang Tao’s younger brother who would lose money as soon as they met, it is obvious that he does not belong to the former, but the part that is open to money .

Xiao Li asked: "Do you still remember how your brother died?"

"I don't know the details," Zhang Tao's younger brother recalled the scene at that time. "My brother and I separated. His wife died early, and I haven't married a wife yet. I usually see him once a week. Just yesterday, I am short of people here to collect food, so I asked him for help, but he didn't answer, so I broke in and found that he had already..."

When he said this, a trace of depression appeared on his face: "We haven't had such a thing happen here for many years. I went to the village chief, and the village chief said that it should be a sudden death. He urged me to bury him quickly. Let me not tell anyone as soon as possible... By the way, Mr. Reporter, don’t say I said it.”

Xiao Li nodded in agreement: "One last question, do you have any special customs in this village?"

"Custom?" The man thought for a while, "It's nothing special, I go to bed at nine o'clock in the evening, does that count?"

Zhu Yiting, who was listening quietly at the side, couldn't help interjecting: "What kind of custom is this?"

"That's gone." The man said.

Xiao Li nodded thoughtfully, and ended his questioning. Immediately afterwards, Tao Fei asked him a few more simple questions, and they left here together.

-

At the same time, a certain dwelling in Gathering Soul Village.

A middle-aged woman is folding something with straw under an oil lamp, and there is a pile of straw at her feet. Her surname is Li, and everyone calls her Mrs. Li.

Although the light in the room was dim, her hands were very dexterous, and she was obviously quite skillful, and she quickly folded the straw into a human form.

She held up the scarecrow and stood up, took out a small dressing box from a side cabinet, opened the dressing box, and took out a copper bell and a box of rouge from inside.

She put the rouge on her index finger, put it on the scarecrow's heart, and muttered in her mouth: "The time has come, the soul has returned, the time has come..."

However nothing happens.

Aunt Li looked at her index finger with a flash of determination, then bit it open, squeezed out a drop of blood to replace the original rouge, and then continued to read that passage silently.

But the house was still peaceful, without any movement that she expected.

Her figure just stood there as if it was frozen. After a long time, she sighed, put everything back, including the scarecrow, and came to the bed, ready to fall asleep.

The moment her butt touched the bed, there was a clear knock on the wooden door that had been in disrepair.

"Who is it?" She sat up again and asked outside the door.

"...It's me." A rough voice sounded, it belonged to a certain man in the village.

Mrs. Li recognized the voice of the person outside the door, she walked over with peace of mind, and opened the door: "Zhang Tao, why are you looking for me at this time?"

The man outside the door had pale lips and blue face. People who didn't know it under the hazy moonlight thought he was a dead man.

Zhang Tao didn't speak, and he handed the black box in his hand to the other party, with an unnatural stiffness in the bending of his arms.

Mrs. Li took the box suspiciously: "What is this? Why do you look so ugly today? What happened?"

Zhang Tao's mysterious eyes shifted from the box to the middle-aged woman's face, and he said hoarsely, "Unpack it."

Then he walked away in the opponent's line of sight.

Aunt Li was left standing at the door of her house, looking at the box in her hand, and decided to catch up and ask. She turned around and closed the door, trying to follow Zhang Tao's back, but the man seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact he was walking all the time. In front of her, she couldn't catch up until she followed his back to the mourning hall.

The mourning hall...? !

Mrs. Li immediately realized that something was wrong, and the sense of fear that had been suppressed by seeing acquaintances came up again. She looked at the two white lanterns in panic, and walked in step by step until she saw the white lantern in the middle. She knelt directly on the ground: "This...what's going on?!"

She made too much noise, and Zhang Tao's younger brother rushed out again cursing, seeing that it was Mrs. Li, he was stunned for a moment before stepping forward to help her up: "Oh, Mrs. Li, what's wrong? This is it? Come to worship my brother?"

Aunt Li didn't know where the strength came from, she grabbed Zhang Tao's younger brother by the collar: "Zhang Chang, let me ask you, when did your brother die?"

Zhang Chang has a bad temper. He wanted to scold someone when he was picked up like this, but seeing Mrs. Li's expression was really wrong, he suppressed his temper: "Just yesterday. I went to his house to find him for something, and found him lying on the ground He passed away, and the village head knew about it, so he told me not to tell anyone, and I stopped for seven days and buried him quickly."

What Zhang Chang didn't say was that the village chief gave him some money before he agreed not to make a public announcement in the village, otherwise, due to his temper, every household would have to pay enough funeral money.

"But I...but I saw him just now!" Aunt Li pointed to the black box that fell on the ground and said, "He came to my house to look for me and gave me this back!"

"How is it possible? Sister Li, are you dreaming?" Zhang Chang does not believe in ghosts and gods—in fact, he is not a native of Juhun Village. Picking up the black box, he opened it directly, "The group of outsiders who came before also mentioned some black box, I want to see what's inside..."

Mrs. Li's complexion was pale. For some reason, she had a bad premonition in her heart. She quickly reached out to stop Zhang Chang, but the other party had already opened it first. Her eyes were fixed on the inside of the black box, and Mrs. Li stretched out her head to look Go, get short of breath.

-

Xiao Li and his party went straight back to the room.

Shi Ye and the others sat by the bed and waited for them. When Shi Ye saw someone coming back, he was the first to stand up and glanced at them one by one with piercing eyes: "Did you find anything?"

Tao Fei took a quick look at Xiao Li, wanting to ask the other party's permission, but the young man had already sat at the small table and had no intention of responding to Shi Ye, so Tao Fei hesitated and said: "The household in the west died, called Zhang Tao, the one in the opening CG, is posing for the first seven, and we were attacked by him when we went there, but luckily his brother showed up in time, so we were fine."

Shi Ye: "How did he die? Is it related to that black box?"

Tao Fei shook his head: "We don't know this yet. His younger brother said that he had never seen the black box. He only found out that his brother was dead when he went to find him. He also said that the village chief told them not to spread the word."

"The village chief..." Shi Ye walked back and forth in the room, "He must be a breakthrough point! Let's ask him tomorrow!"

Shi Ye asked enthusiastically over there, but Zhu Yiting was abnormally quiet.

The young man grabbed his two little friends into a corner, set aside a part of his attention to pay attention to Xiao Li, and whispered to them: "I remember, that Sherlock, do you remember?"

Yongchun and the third person Fan Renqi shook their heads.

Zhu Yiting continued: "Just the one in the forum, sharing the postings of the thigh teammate you've seen, the one that Ye Lingshi is still bubbling-I'll say why the name is so familiar!"

Yongchun changed his angle and looked at the black-haired boy beside the oil lamp who was staring down at the mission book. He felt that the other party looked very harmless, young and quiet at this time. He recalled the description of Sherlock in the post. Words, could not help but ask: "Is it him?"

Fan Ren thought about the key words used to describe Sherlock in the post: strange, powerful, and stupefied, and then he thought about the excuseme that he had asked the world in his heart the whole time——

"It's him." Fan Ren said firmly.

Zhu Yiting took out his pockets at them in grief and indignation: "He made me lose 600 yuan today, Grandpa Mao, RMB!"

"Information that can be bought with money is not difficult." Yongchun comforted him, "And he said he would return it to you. Remember to ask him for a WeChat ID, and you have money and get someone's WeChat, isn't it? Beautiful."

Zhu Yiting was suddenly annoyed by such a statement: "That's right, I'll be the only one with his WeChat ID at that time, and I'll be mad at all of you."

At this moment, the focus of their discussion, student Xiao Li was seriously confronting Xiao Huang Ben at the edge of the table.

Xiao Huang had just been quiet for a while, but now he made a firm request to Xiao Li: 【Do you really want to sleep in the Datong shop?Baby, I know you are not used to sleeping, don't force yourself, I have other places for you to sleep. 】

Xiao Li wrote a sentence with a black pen stroke by stroke: "I will sleep here."

In Xiao Huangben's description, this room seems to be more dangerous than the world of ghosts: [This place is dangerous. 】

Xiao Li:?

[There are other men, dangerous. 】Xiao Huangben firmly stated, 【...women are not allowed, and they are also dangerous. 】

In Xiao Huangben's world, he may be the only one who is safe by his side, although Xiao Li's view is completely opposite to his - if he promises Xiao Huangben to go out to sleep, he feels that he may face a wake-up call." Tragically lost" predicament...

This is scarier than haunted, okay?

Xiao Li rested her chin and wrote smoothly with the other hand: "Others are not beasts, so what's the danger? No one in this kind of place would be in the mood to do that kind of thing."

He silently added in his heart: Except you.

Xiao Huang Ben: 【Even if they don't show it, I think they think so in their hearts, I can't stand this. 】

[Because I like you, I want to kiss you, and the way you look when you are asleep makes me unable to hold back. I can describe a bunch of actions I want to do to you with just one opening, but I have been enduring—— This was the thing I was least good at, and now it's something I'm not doing all the time because of you. 】

Xiao Li's pen tip stopped on the light yellow paper, and because of the loss of control, a black scratch slid on it. The black-haired boy looked at the handwriting, and his heart was full of indescribable ellipses.

After a long time, he wrote: "...Why me? Do I know you? You are a ghost. I have never encountered a ghost before entering this world."

This time, Xiao Huang Ben paused for a long time, as if he was thinking about it. He had a lot to say, but the only thing that finally surfaced on the paper was: [Because you are the cutest. 】

Xiao Li, who was still looking forward to it, said, "..."

——I will have hope for Xiao Huangben's answer, he is still too naive!