I Wasn't Born Lucky

The room that was fine when the ghost left was now the source of the fire.

Billows of thick smoke rolled out from the wide-open room door, making everyone present cover their mouths and noses, bent down and coughed violently.

Ye Zeqing poured the water from the bucket in his hand into it without thinking, and the others followed him.

The hands of the evil spirit trembled, and the helpless water slapped the door of the room indiscriminately.

Although there was a lot of smoke in this room, the fire didn't seem to be that big, it was more like an empty cannon.The windows inside were also wide open, and raindrops were blown in by the wind through the windows, which accelerated the extinguishment of the fire.After the initial smog passed, the thick smoke dispersed and everyone's vision was restored.

Jiang Linwen was panting heavily, he was obviously terrified: "It finally went out, I thought we were going to hide in the forest in the rain, how could there be a fire here?"

Ye Zeqing calmed down a bit, he turned his head to look at Zheng Yi who was calling out to put out the fire: "What's going on?"

Zheng Yi pointed to Xiao Li who was leaning against the end of the corridor with his chin: "Ask him."

Ye Zeqing: "Hull?"

Xiao Li was always honest when facing this kind of questioning, he admitted: "I set the fire."

Evil ghost: "..."

So you kid is the arsonist who burned his room!

It also has to control itself, look at the other person with doubts and shocks just right, and prevent yourself from showing angry expressions.

Jiang Linwen's face twitched: "What did you set fire to?"

Xiao Li: "Confirm who is the evil spirit."

As soon as he said this, the others immediately trembled.

Did Hercule know the truth?

Ye Zeqing couldn't wait to ask: "Who is it?"

Xiao Li played with the lighter in his hand, and finally threw it out. The lighter drew a parabola in the air, and landed accurately in the hands of someone in the crowd.

The others immediately chose to stay away from that person, centered on the evil spirit, and spread out.

It was Xiao Tu who caught Xiao Li's lighter.

The little girl subconsciously stretched her hand forward to catch the lighter, otherwise it would have hit her head directly.

"Brother Hull?" Xiao Tu asked in panic.

Xiao Li: "Sister Evil Ghost."

Xiao Tu: "..."

She raised her head, looked back innocently at Xiao Li, then at the other reincarnations, and finally landed on Yen Ziqiang: "Brother, it's not me, it's really not me!"

"Why her?" Ye Zeqing walked away from Xiao Tu and came to Xiao Li's side.

It wasn't that he doubted Xiao Li's words, he was just curious about the reason why Xiao Tu was an evil ghost.

Zheng Yi, as Xiao Li's accomplice, heard Ye Zeqing's question, and said, "Actually, I thought it was Jiang Linwen..."

When Jiang Linwen heard his name suddenly, he shuddered and said in a low voice, "I'm not a ghost! Why me?"

Zheng Yi pointed to the leather shoes on his feet: "When you close your eyes, the evil spirit is wearing leather shoes."

Jiang Linwen was stunned for a moment. He followed Zheng Yi's fingers and looked at his black leather shoes. He moved his toes and looked at Mr. Hu: "He's wearing them too."

"You—" Boss Hu was suddenly drawn into the battle, and Zheng Yi interrupted him before he could refute.

Zheng Yi: "But he smells of smoke, but the evil ghost doesn't."

Mr. Hu let out a long sigh of relief, and at the same time moved his beer belly, staring at Jiang Linwen and Xiao Tu vigilantly, looking back and forth non-stop.

Jiang Linwen grabbed a handful of hair and said uneasily, "I...I...No, I was confused by you, did you see the evil spirit? Didn't Hercule just say that the evil spirit is Xiaotu?"

"It wasn't me, it was Hercule who saw it." Zheng Yi said, he repeated what Xiao Li told him, and then he added, "Although the figure I saw was Xiao Tu, but close your eyes and listen The sound and smell is you, and the truth we want to know is hidden in the darkness, so I personally still think it is you. The more normal you usually hide, the more likely it is the wolf."

Sister wolf.

Jiang Linwen held back the cursing on his lips: "...Hercule, tell me."

"It's not me, it's not me, brother Zheng Yi is right, it's not me!" Xiao Tu grabbed his brother's sleeve and raised his head to defend.

Donnie Yen was afraid and suspicious, he took a step back without thinking: "Hercule?"

Xiao Li walked to the wall opposite Xiaotu's room, dipped his finger on the black dust left on the ground, and drew a "one" on it.

It was the scratch in Wei Ning's room, even the height was exactly the same.

The height is where the elbows are when an adult sits down, but Xiao Tu is standing here, so in comparison, it is exactly the height of her height.

Xiao Li wiped the black ash left on her fingertips on Xiao Tu's face.

Xiao Tu covered that cheek and rubbed it twice with her hands, but instead of wiping it off, it made it faint. The little girl squeezed her throat and asked, "Brother Hull, what is this?"

"This is the handwriting left on the wall of Wei Ning's room." Xiao Li said, "At first I thought it was a hint that it was too late to finish writing, such as Lin, such as Hu, or even such as Xiao. But then I thought of something, maybe this Not an unfinished product, but a complete clue, which has many possibilities, such as... your height."

"This is an altimetry line, and it is also a clue that Wei Ning wanted to leave behind before he died."

Yen Ziqiang said: "This, this is too far-fetched..."

"Yes, if this is the only point." Xiao Li pinched Xiao Tu's face, "But you have been creating other illusions, trying to draw attention away from yourself."

"Almost all the clues were brought up by you, from stepping on your feet to seeing Peng Yue disappear, which shows that you are calm and careful, but at the same time you are very timid, you dare not look at it, and hide behind your brother, which is a bit contradictory .In addition to these, you also have a little habit when you are nervous, your fingers."

"I've observed your fingers, they are pretty, with even skin tone, but you don't have any uneven skin tone left behind by the bad habit of putting them in your mouth for a long time," Xiao Li continued, his voice was not loud, but it was overwhelmed He heard the sound of rain outside the window, "So you don't often have this habit. As a senior person, you often face ghosts and tense situations, which is even more contradictory."

"I guess the first time you licked your finger, maybe it was because there was blood on the inside of the finger. You were covering it up, but the latter was to lie."

Yen Ziqiang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he pushed away his sister's hand and moved it back.

Xiao Tu became gloomy, and she widened her eyes: "But——"

"You want to talk about the darkness with closed eyes?" Xiao Li cut off her words, "I did see and hear it last night."

"Leather shoes, stand on tiptoe, close your eyes, smell."

"It's very smart, you have no way to avoid Tan Li's hair, so you just pretend to be Peng Yue and get hypnotized, and then use the darkness to hide yourself."

"It's also said in the mission prompt, don't trust anyone."

"So this so-called 'Anyone' package doesn't include the task to prompt yourself?"

Xiao Li paused: "The real hint is: don't believe it, don't believe its hints, don't close your eyes."

A dungeon like this is a psychological game.

Because the wrong identification will lead to death, many reincarnated people will be hesitant and hesitant instead.Senior people are not stupid. When they close their eyes to find another layer of clues, they often choose to believe in the more difficult inside instead of the superficial surface.

In the situation of life and death, the question: how much is 11, the correct answer is 2, but the reincarnated people will instinctively dare not believe that "2".

They will dig out the meaning of the topic, will it be a man plus a woman to form a family, equal to 3?

But Xiao Li is a gambler.

"It's just your guess, so you have identified it?" Zheng Yi said incredulously.

Xiao Li: "Not enough?"

Zheng Yi: "You bastard, spare my life, you will die if you make a mistake!"

Xiao Li seriously thought about the fate of his own mistakes: "Then I am willing to bet and admit defeat."

It's just that when he finished saying this sentence, he somehow thought of Shen Mizhi.

From the night at his door to the kiss in the woods yesterday.

Not so good.

Xiao Li closed his eyes and interrupted the flashing picture in his mind: "...In short, I identify Xiao Tu as an evil spirit."

Layers of black lines climbed up Xiaotu's face, her body gradually elongated and turned into the shape of a ghost, but at the same time, Xiao Huangben also appeared in midair, showing:

[Reincarnator Xiao Li completes the task, evaluation level S, task completion rate 94%, you successfully identify the incarnation of the evil spirit, additionally burn down the evil spirit’s room, increase the hatred value of the evil spirit, and you get 3000 Survival Coins. 】

[The lottery system is in operation. 】

[You get a key from the evil ghost's room, it is an ordinary key, and there is a paragraph on it explaining: the object holding the key can contact the evil ghost, and summon it from the evil ghost's house (evil ghost) Ghost angrily handwriting sign: except Hercule). 】

Seeing Xiao Li here: "..."

Why is there a double standard?Then what's the use of him getting this key that can be seen but not used, look up?

[After testing, in this world, you have come into contact with special props, and the cumulative bond between you and a certain existence has reached a critical value, and you will be forcibly drawn into his karma in the next world. 】

[The scene is changing. 】

【3, 2, 1—】

Special props?

The first thing Xiao Li thought of was the Eternal Soul Umbrella, followed by the stone sculpture that Abel and Aibo held in their hands...

What will it be?

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, Xiao Huangben suddenly retracted, and he disappeared from the corridor of the hotel.

In the next second, another vast area appeared in front of his eyes.

He was pulled directly to the next world.

In the system shuttle, the puppet who has long been accustomed to this method sighed faintly.

The hotel has no flowers.

It really misses the hydrangea at home, and it hasn't been played for a few days... It's better to ask for a hotter variety next time.