I Wasn't Born Lucky

The white shadow is close to transparent, not like the paleness of ordinary ghosts, but the translucency of the opposite environment can be seen through it.

It has long hair that reaches waist-hip, is dressed in white, and has pink patterns embroidered on the edge of the sleeves.

The sudden appearance of Bai Ying rushed out of the room, startling everyone present.

Xiao Li stood at the forefront, facing Bai Ying directly, and immediately stretched out his hand to grab Bai Ying.

However, his hand did not touch the white shadow at all, and the shadow's head tilted to the right, avoiding his touch, and "floating" straight to the right, like a paper kite , disappeared from everyone's sight.

Pu Xiujin took a step back. She was standing next to Xiao Li, the second person after him, and she clearly saw that weird scene.

The girl opened and closed her mobile phone and gestured: 【That... what is it? 】

Standing on her left side, Tai shrugged: [I don't know. 】

There are too many weird creatures in this small town. Fortunately, it seems that before breaking the taboo, they don't seem to have much hostility towards the reincarnation. Even if they meet head-on, they mostly escape.

Pu Xiujin saw quite a few, but obviously not Xiao Liduo, maybe he was the only one who saw Bai Ying's clenched left hand tightly clenched with something.

It was a flesh-colored film, tightly clenched into a ball because of Shiro Shadow's clenched fist posture, but the thin edge can be vaguely seen from a glimpse of the edge.

The first thing Xiao Li thought of was human faces.

There is a high probability that there is a plot character who has lost his face lying in it.

He pushed open the door and wanted to be the first to go in, but when he was about to step into the threshold, Xiao Li suddenly thought of his original intention of coming into this world - didn't he come to lie down?Why is he habitually rushing to the front now? Is there something wrong?

Xiao Li thought about it, but the problem still lies in the prophecy of the coffin ghost.

He silently withdrew his foot, stood aside, and made a "come in" gesture to Qing Shui standing behind him.

Shimizu: "..."

He looked at Xiao Li suspiciously: [What's wrong? 】

Xiao Li: [It's nothing, I'll give you some opportunities to show off, please go ahead. 】

Shimizu:? ? ?

Is this a taunt?

He couldn't keep up with Sherlock's rhythm, and he didn't know the other party's intentions. He stood in a stalemate with Xiao Li at the door for a while, and finally scratched his head, and entered the room first.

This room was Tai's study room. At that time, he only glanced at it roughly, and did not read the books on it.

Near the desk, lay a man, male, with a bloody face, and his clothes were soaked by the heavy rain last night, forming a small pool of water under his body.

Shimizu recognized him as one of the plot characters in the opening CG.

Judging by his shoes, the outer footprints are exactly what he left behind.

Lance wrote: [He was killed by that white shadow just now...? 】

【Probably. 】

Xiao Li turned his eyes away from the characters in the plot, and turned to look around.

The walls of the study are covered with paintings. As Tai described at the time, the paintings of the owner of the old house are only landscapes, not figures.

Hanging in the center, the painting that people can see as soon as they open the door is the peach tree in the backyard.

In that painting, the peach tree is graceful and graceful, with lush branches and leaves, covered with bright peaches, which match the red and green.

The surrounding paintings are the appearance of the entire town, including the deserted streets at dusk; the frontal photos of the old houses, the open vermilion gate, and the hall facing the gate; Xiao Li even saw the that hotel.

These paintings are lifelike, and standing in front of the corresponding drawing paper, it is as if you have seen the original objects through time and space.

Xiao Li didn't regard himself as an outsider and sat down directly in front of the desk, picked up the writing brush on the desk, and sighed with sympathy: [The painting is really good. 】

Qing Shui remembered the other party's painting on the ghost ship last night, and looked away with a strange expression.

Unlike Xiao Li, Qing Shui focused on the corpse of the plot character.

He speculated on the other party's state of mind at that time, if he entered the study to take refuge, then he must have discovered something that made him scream and violated the taboo.

Qing Shui knelt down on one knee, moved the man's hand away, and found a lot of handwriting on the concrete floor.

Those words were engraved on the concrete floor, which seemed to be the words used by the owner of the ancient house to remind himself:

[I...I know why more and more people in the town have disappeared recently, I know...the answer is silence!Don't talk, don't...]

【I also know why my youngest son died. Although he never speaks during the day, he would snore in his dreams at night...】

[But I don't know what's going on, it was fine before, how could it suddenly become like this?Come to think of it, it all started from that day, from the day I got my grandfather's inheritance! 】

[But those are just some ordinary things, how could this happen? 】

【Okay, I saw Ping'er dying in front of my eyes, I couldn't help crying, I was crying, no one could stop me.All I knew at that moment was that I was going to die too, but it was okay, I could finally go down and be with them, my wife, my son. 】

[I accepted everything and waited for death calmly, it treated everyone fairly, it came, I saw it. 】

【It's so beautiful...】

The handwriting stopped abruptly.

Shimizu translated for others.

From this passage, it can be inferred that the taboo in this town is related to the inheritance of the grandfather of the owner of the ancient house, and the inheritance is some very common things, but it is a pity that there is no specific description of what it is.

AK47 read the translated English, and wrote as if he was afraid: [I also used to snore at night, luckily I thought of this layer in time. 】

Lance said: 【In that case, snoring is not allowed, and things that make loud noises like sneezing and coughing are not allowed...】

Tai inserted a sentence on the top of the paper they wrote: [There is also diarrhea. 】

[Staying in this kind of place for a few days is enough, what if you want to stay for a lifetime, who can guarantee that you will not make a sound for a lifetime?And sometimes the peristalsis of the stomach and intestines is not something you can stop if you want to. 】Pu Xiujin sighed with a strange expression.

They didn't wonder why the only remaining residents in the town didn't escape. The common routine of this type of dungeon was that they couldn't escape, or the residents still had something to worry about in this town.

Because discussing this topic made the long-standing stagnant atmosphere a little more relaxed, which is a good thing for the team.

Qing Shui also smiled, and wrote: [In the previous dungeon, you don't have to worry about your physical condition, but now you have to worry about the loud water when you go to the toilet here. 】

Amidst the silent laughter, Pu Xiujin stood up straight.

She used to bend down to write on the table, but now she had bent over for a long time and felt a little sore, so she put the pen on the paper and stroked her waist with her hands.

However, at this time, there was a breeze blowing from nowhere.

The wind was strange, like an invisible ghost blew on the pen with its mouth open on the edge of the table, causing the pen to roll on the table, and it was about to fall off the edge——

Pu Xiujin turned pale with fright, she leaned to the right, and reached out to catch the pen, but this posture caused her foot to step on the water stain under the character!

She caught the pen, but because of the weightlessness, she fell firmly to the ground with a dull sound.

Pu Xiujin was lying on the ground, her eyes were moist, she didn't cry out for pain, but bit her lips tightly, and swallowed all the lipstick on her lips.

I... am I going to die?she thought in a daze.

Because of this sound, the other reincarnations stopped moving as if the pause button was pressed.

In the past, the way to judge the violation of the taboo was to speak. If you can't make a sound again, it means that the sound has been taken away, but Park Soo Jin's situation is special.

She can only wait.

This made Pu Xiujin's emotions close to collapse.

Xiao Li stood up, he reached out to hold Pu Xiujin's hand, pulled her up, took out a small yellow book and wrote: [Not necessarily. 】

Pu Xiujin's lips were pale, and she said silently to Xiao Li: 【really? 】

Xiao Li closed the little yellow book, and just as he was about to nod, his eyes suddenly moved away from Pu Xiujin's face, and turned to look outside——

Somewhere in the sky, black smoke suddenly ignited.

It's like... something is on fire.

The black smoke was getting bigger and bigger, spreading towards the old house with the direction of the wind.

Xiao Li patted Pu Xiujin on the shoulder, he jumped out of the threshold of the study, came to the corridor, looked at the place where the black smoke came from, and mentally estimated the distance roughly.

[Go and have a look. 】Xiao Li held up the little yellow book.

His speed was very fast, he disappeared in a flash along the corridor, and the others followed Xiao Li and trotted away.

Pu Xiujin rubbed her eye sockets. She stood at the back in a depressed mood. She knew in her heart that she was in danger, but...but she still didn't want to give up. What if?In case the noise caused by the fall is not counted, or the noise is very muffled, it does not meet the taboo standard in terms of volume...

She gritted her teeth and followed.

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With the black smoke guiding the way, even road idiots can quickly find their destination.

Xiao Li led the team towards the black smoke, and Pu Xiujin stood at the back.

The small town is still extremely quiet, even if such a big incident happened, no one came out to see if the fire was put out.

Turning another street corner, it is the place where the black smoke is burning——

However, right here, in the middle of the path, Xiao Li suddenly stopped.

【What's wrong? 】 Shimizu asked.

Xiao Li looked around all around, including the shops on the street and the sky in the sky, and finally his eyes fell on Pu Xiujin.

Park Soo Jin was covering his mouth with his hands.

Along the way, she was extremely restless, and her heart was boiling, but she didn't want to give up this glimmer of hope, for fear that she would not be able to hold back her emotions, and would have to cover her mouth to restrain herself if she made a sound again.

Her gaze met Xiao Li, and then she realized something, and put down her hand——

Because all of this is exactly as predicted by the mirror in the coffin ghost's hand.

This is where Park Soo Jin died in the mirror of prophecy.