I Wasn't Born Lucky

Leaving aside the characters in the plot, the rest of the reincarnations present are also experienced people, but they were stunned for a moment, and then showed incredible eyes.

——How are the two words "seeking ghosts" and "poor little guy" connected?

The latter sounds more like a stray kitten or puppy.

Xiao Li turned around and walked straight to the interior of the exhibition hall in front of him.

This time, the interior of the pavilion was empty.

The monster that originally stayed here has already entered the neighbor's house, leaving only a few traces of its destruction.

For example, the floor is torn apart, the walls are still smoking, and the slime continues from the doorway to the depths.

Xiao Li avoided the place covered with mucus and walked deeper.

Finally, Xiao Li found it about ten meters away from where he threw the lantern ghost.

Compared with the round and bright appearance before, this light bulb is much dimmer now.

The shell has been dented, and the color has lost its former brilliance, and the saliva marks left after being corroded stick it to the corner of the wall—the monster was very angry when he found out that it was not his own egg, and he didn't know that it was against the lamp. What did the ghost do, the poor little guy was completely "embedded" into the wall.

This caused Xiao Li to waste some effort before digging it out from the wall.

The lamp ghost lay weakly in Xiao Li's palm, a faint light flashed through the shell.

Xiao Li touched its light bulb head with his fingertips, put it in his pocket gently, and walked out.

He quickly joined the rest: "Let's go."

Gao Yao and Zhao Yiguang already knew that they were definitely not ordinary security guards, and regarded Xiao Li and his group as "superior people", so they didn't speak rashly, but Fu Guangbo and the others stared at Xiao Li's bulging pockets, hesitating to speak .

Xiao Li ignored their gazes and walked towards the last remaining pavilion.

It was quiet in this last pavilion.

It is different from the quietness of the previous exhibition halls, like a huge library, no one is allowed to make noise.

During the day, this pavilion R is a special experience project, where guests can take photos with various dolls in the future park.

And at night—

Xiao Li pushed open the door and found that the photos that had been pasted on the wall here had disappeared, replaced by paintings.

The pavilion is very dark, only the moonlight from outside illuminates a distance in front of the steps, but it cannot reach the depth at all.

Xiao Li's first reaction was to look into his pocket, but the lamp ghost burst out a little bit of light, and he coughed with guilt, and took out his mobile phone to light up.

Facing the gate is an oil painting.

It was a landscape painting, with thick ink and heavy colours, with a large amount of black paint on the top to render the night, and a few red paints to outline a building.

The light of the flashlight shines directly on the oil painting, and the glass frame in which it is embedded reflects the shadows of several people.

Xiao Li moved closer to identify the painting.

"This... this painting seems to be... this paradise?" Chen Jinghan stood aside and looked at it carefully for a moment, and finally said.

Ye Zeqing pointed to the portraits on the left and right sides of the painting and said, "The two next to it are like the exhibition hall we patrolled just now."

Xiao Li: "Yes."

He scanned the depths of the exhibition hall with the light of his mobile phone, and found that it was very large, larger than the previous exhibition halls - but from the outside, it should not be so big inside.

The corridor here is too deep, and the light can only illuminate a part of the distance. All they can see are the paintings hanging on both sides of the wall.

The surroundings are as quiet as after all the sounds have been swallowed up, which causes everyone's breathing to be heard by the other party.

"There are no creatures here." Fu Guangbo followed Xiao Li, "It's just a painting gallery..."

There are many paintings hanging on both sides of the wall, including oil paintings, sketches, sketches, and so on.

Their eyes swept across the paintings above their heads, such as an empty cage full of branches, such as a picture of sea waves dipped in white paint on the top of the waves based on dark blue, or an empty cage ball.

Every time Xiao Li passed a painting, he would pause for a while, admiring other people's paintings seriously, and then walked forward.

Just like a tourist who really came to appreciate the painting exhibition.

This made the others a little anxious - except for Zheng Yi and others, the rest of the reincarnators and the security guards didn't want to stay here for too long. According to their thinking, they can go out after a quick patrol, so as not to encounter anything that can't be dealt with Scary ghosts, as for the task, isn't there still tomorrow.

The dark depths here are always reminiscent of all kinds of ghosts that haunt.

Fu Guangbo was the first person who couldn't bear it anymore. He managed to squeeze out some smiles: "Hercule, we can take it easy next time. Focus on the mission now. Let's finish our patrol early and go back to discuss it." Let's go."

Xiao Li looked away from the sketch vase in front of him, stared at him for three seconds, and said casually, "OK."

He turned his head and walked forward.

Fu Guangbo breathed a sigh of relief, he thought he would be rejected, but he didn't expect Hercule to be so approachable this time.

It's just that he didn't see that after the group of them turned and left, and the light went away, in the deep darkness, the picture of the sea wave changed slightly.

If they turned around at this time, from a 45-degree angle of view, they would find that the undulating waves on the white waves were not waves, but pale human heads!

The head slowly turned his face, staring at their backs, his face pressed against the photo frame.

………………

The corridor is very long, there are many portraits, and it seems that there will never be an end.

Gao Yao was at the end of the line.

He also couldn't explain how he felt. He actually didn't go deep into these exhibition halls a few days ago, and he was lucky enough to recover his life in the periphery.

According to common sense, he should have resigned and left crying on the spot, but because of the high salary and obedience to his duties, he still stayed inexplicably.Now following these people in, he really wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to be alone, so he could only continue to follow the team.

Although this place is weird, the paintings are all lifelike and exquisite.

Gao Yao inexplicably felt a gust of cool wind. He looked up at the sketch closest to him again, and noticed that the team in front had gradually moved away from him. He immediately turned his head and wanted to speed up his pace to catch up with him. Front.

But the moment he walked forward, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye, which made his left foot stiff when he stepped out just now, and the blood in his whole body became cold.

The sketch was originally a candy wrapper spread out on a table.

The sketch has no color, so Gao Yao can only vaguely identify the candies produced by the candy factory, but he can't identify which kind.

But when he raised his foot, he caught a glimpse of the candy wrapper turning into a human face!

The layers of folds on the edge of the original candy paper looked more like a ferocious human face at that moment, the black lines were the wrinkles on the face, and the most important thing was this face, which seemed familiar to him for some reason.

That face noticed Gao Yao's presence, opened its mouth wide, and swooped in front of it.

Gao Yao didn't even have time to exclaim in surprise, he just felt his breath being choked by something, and then he lost consciousness.

If anyone looks back, they will see - he has disappeared.

The sketched face turned its head slowly and stiffly, and looked at the back of the team again.

No matter how many paintings they passed by, there were so many faces staring at them, greedily as if they were staring at delicious food.

The corridor was very deep, and they had been walking for a long time, but they never came to an end.

Zhao Yiguang was the first to find out that Gao Yao was missing.

It's a long story, but he disappeared in an instant, so Zhao Yiguang discovered this fact after 3 minutes.

He looked back and forth several times in disbelief, and suddenly stopped everyone in front of him with a startled voice: "Wait, Gao, Gao Yao is gone!"

Zhao Yiguang took a few steps back in fear, his shoulder bumped into Zheng Yi's arms, and the two of them trembled together.

"Who saw Gao Yao last?" Xiao Li asked.

"I didn't see or hear anything..."

"I didn't either, I didn't find out why he disappeared, ghost, ghost appeared?!"

"What the hell is this time, why is there no movement at all?!"

In the world of reincarnation, anyone could follow in Gao Yao's footsteps, so everyone discussed in a panic, and gathered closer together, for fear that they would be the next one to disappear unknowingly.

Zheng Yi approached Xiao Li and looked up at him: "Hull?"

Xiao Li shook his head, indicating that he did not notice Gao Yao's disappearance, and the puppet transformed by Tan Li also shook his head.

"I, we might as well go out first, we should have completed our patrol duties by now..." Tian Bin kept looking around and suggested.

Xiao Li: "Go ahead."

Fu Guangbo broke down and said, "Boss, you should also consider—"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Li interrupted him: "I can't get out."

Fu Guangbo was stunned for a moment: "What, what?"

Xiao Li: "If my guess is correct, when we decide to go out, some kind of change will be found in these paintings. This change has been gradually formed. The best way is still to go inside and find out."

As he spoke, he looked up at the painting closest to him. It was an upright small cart with an open hood on top of the cart. There were a few marshmallows inserted on the table of the cart, which were sketches. , sloppy but deep in the essence.

Xiao Li took half a step back, turned sideways, stared carefully at the side of the painting, then nodded towards the portrait, making a "hi" mouth as if greeting.

The face in the portrait: "..."

It was grinning ferociously at first, intending to scare off the human in front of it, but now it was greeted well, and the terrifying smile on its face was a bit deformed, making it look rather funny.

Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing were always paying attention to Xiao Li. They were about to hug the big man's thighs from left to right and run wildly with him, but Xiao Li looked at the painting unexpectedly.

Out of curiosity, the rest of the people followed his gaze and looked into the portrait.

At first, they didn't see anything, just thought it was a nicely painted cart, more like a photo than a painting.

Zheng Yi twisted his neck following Xiao Li's angle, trying to understand the boss's world, and he didn't see that face until he turned to an angle similar to Xiao Li's.

The facial features were blurred, and the face was spying on them with malicious intentions.

Zheng Yi had already made enough mental preparations before, but he still involuntarily took a deep breath.

Xiao Li pointed at the lines of the painting, looked back and forth a few times with appreciation, pondered for a moment, hesitated to speak, and then asked a rather academic question in an inquiring manner: "Excuse me..."

The rest: ? ? ?

--Excuse me?

Xiao Li pointed to the strokes that formed the shadows of the facial features, and then asked curiously, "How did you draw this place?"

This sketching skill is very special, I want to learn it.

Zheng Yi: "..."

——Don't ask, the question is that Hercule wants to hone his painting skills, strive for excellence, and be eager to learn.