I Wasn't Born Lucky

The butler led the crowd steadily to the end of the corridor, and they stopped in front of the high-footed village where the eaves disappeared.

Due to the structure of the Gaojiaozhai, the promenade cannot be built directly to the stairs of the Gaojiaozhai, so they must go through an open route before entering the Gaojiaozhai.

In normal times, he could use Little Huang Ben to summon the Eternal Soul Umbrella, but unfortunately, the Eternal Soul Umbrella was taken away by Shen Mizhi.

Or if the rain is lighter, it is right to walk in the rain when you walk there, but in the current downpour, things without shelter from the rain will be drenched.

Or just... just go back?

Xiao Li looked at the back of the butler walking straight into the rain, and fell into deep thought.

"Sun Butler, don't you have an umbrella for us?" Luo Shan raised her voice and called to the butler who was bleak in the rain ahead.

The butler stood in the rain, and his voice mixed with the sound of rain drifted over: "I'll get you umbrellas."

Wang Huai sighed: "No need, I have it here."

He took out three umbrellas from his task book. The colors of these three umbrellas were red, orange, and yellow. The umbrellas were not big, like the uniform configuration used by kindergarten children.

"It can only take 10 minutes at most, otherwise the souls of the triplets will be revived." Wang Huai warned everyone solemnly, "Everyone squeeze together and run over."

Ye Zeqing held up a small red umbrella and walked towards Xiao Li.

Xiao Li didn't move.

Ye Zeqing: "Aren't you leaving?"

Xiao Li suddenly turned his head: "Did you hear a voice?"

If someone else showed such an expression, Ye Zeqing would not have any fluctuations, but the one in front of him was Moriarty, so he followed and listened carefully to the movement around him, and finally said: "No, the rain is too heavy , I can’t hear it at all, is it crying?”

"No," Xiao Li said, "It's another voice, coughing."

He added: "Like an old man with phlegm in his lungs, the terminally ill kind."

Xiao Li said as he pulled Ye Zeqing to where he was standing, and pointed to the pond opposite the Gaojiaozhai.

This time, I don't know if it is the psychological effect after being described by Xiao Li. Ye Zeqing only felt that he vaguely heard the voice described by Xiao Li: "cough, cough, cough."

It's just that the sound was washed away by the rain, leaving only the last echo, which made everyone uncertain.

Wang Huai: "Since this sound is as irregular as crying, let's go there first and see what Sun Yaoming wants us to do."

He and Ye Lingshi huddled under a small yellow umbrella and ran over quickly.

Just as Xiao Li was about to step into the rain, the purple umbrella flashed by in front of his eyes.

Shen Mizhi held the umbrella firmly, his knuckles were clean and strong, and they looked particularly nice against the dark purple handle.

Before Xiao Li responded, the young man said with a smile under the umbrella, "You won't like the dinner here. I brought you supper, but you can't eat too much."

Xiao Li walked under the purple umbrella, and the wide umbrella tilted in his direction as expected.

Ye Zeqing, who was left alone, hesitated to speak, put the little red umbrella on his shoulders, and enjoyed the umbrella with style.

……

When everyone arrived at Gaojiaozhai, the head of the Sun family had been waiting for a long time. Sun Qilin and three other middle-aged men were also there. They were wearing dark green Tang suits embroidered with simple patterns. Tang Huaqing was sitting in one of them, a man with a gutter nose Beside them, the two talked happily over wine and chatted vigorously.

"Hey," Wang Huai whispered in a voice that only they could hear, "Old ghost of the Sun family has encountered something."

Ye Zeqing: "How to say?"

Wang Huai: "There are only six original chairs here, and the ones waiting for us are all temporarily moved here. The legs of the chairs have obviously been wet by the rain. Obviously, they didn't intend to invite us to dinner. They changed their minds temporarily because the situation at home was out of control, and it was very serious. For these stubborn old ghosts who have never entered the copy, the rise and fall of the family is greater than the survival of reality."

"And now, we have been temporarily invited, and their attitude is not lukewarm, which shows that the referee has given them a solution, but Sun Yaoming does not want to stand in the team so early, he has not made a decision yet, and asked us to intervene , or directly choose the referee."

Before Wang Huai finished speaking, the old ghost of the Sun family saw him and tapped the wooden seat with his thumb wearing a jade wrench: "Wang Huai, I haven't seen you for a while, I really grew up. "

Wang Huai: "Uncle Sun praises you."

The few of them complimented each other, Xiao Li sat at the end, staring at the food on the table in a daze.

No wonder Shen Mizhi said that he didn't like to eat it. The dish closest to him was a deep-fried grasshopper. It was so close to Xiao Li that he could even see the fine hairs on the grasshopper's legs...

Even with the exception of these fried insects, other dishes are delicious, Xiao Li has completely lost his appetite——

Or eat your boyfriend's love bento.

Xiao Li fell into silence, and only said a few symbolic hellos when Wang Huai introduced him, and kept drinking the drink in the cup until Shen Mizhi pressed the rim of his cup and poured the rest of the drink into his own cup Here, I changed him to warm tea.

The actions of the two of them in private did not attract the attention of others. Over there, Wang Huai was arguing with Sun Yaoming. He had successfully brought the topic to the recent "strange noise" of the Sun family.

Instead of crying, Wang Huai used a strange sound to imply that the other party already had some information.

But the old ghost of the Sun family is as stable as a rock. He has always maintained a smiling posture on his face, leaving three points to spare. He only said that he does not need the help of the reincarnation for the time being. To visit.

Wang Huai hinted a few more times, but it never succeeded.

The rain outside Gaojiaozhai became heavier.

The dinner ended, butler Sun didn't lead the way this time, he had to stay and direct his subordinates to clean up the mess.

Most of the main corridors are lit with lights, but there are still some corners where the lights are broken or not installed at all, so the speed of the people walking is not fast, but it feels like walking under the eaves.

The lights here are not incandescent lamps hanging on the roof, but moody night lights, some are installed under lotus leaves, and some are installed on tree trunks. As usual, this must look very elegant, but it is very possible here In the haunted rainy day, it is not so beautiful.

This kind of night light, which is not very bright, is even more faint in the dark night. Every time the wind blows, it can bring out a little shadow that rubs against each other, which makes people flustered.

Wang Huai was at the forefront, discussing outside affairs with Gong Mingming, and contacting foreign reincarnators.

Xiao Li stood side by side with Shen Mizhi, and was at the end.

He didn't open his mouth at first, and wanted to ask Shen Mizhi what he bought, but before he could say this, he suddenly raised his head towards the corner——

"What's wrong?" Shen Mizhi asked.

Xiao Li looked at the corner hesitantly, and finally said: "I seem to see a black shadow."

He used the word "as if," which was immediate to him.

But just now it was a very mysterious feeling, like a shadow on the retina quickly passing by, this is probably an illusion caused by lighting problems, so I can't be sure.

Shen Mizhi glanced over there again: "There is nothing."

Xiao Li withdrew his gaze, then walked forward.

To get back to the guest room from Gaojiaozhai, they still have a long and winding road to go.

The sound of rain outside the corridor was still there, and the water level of the pond in the Sun's house had risen by more than a little. If it continued like this, it might be flooded.

While everyone was walking in the sound of rain, some kind of voice mixed in and gradually approached them.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh..."

Because it is covered by the sound of rain, this sound is very inconspicuous. When its volume increases to a certain level, it is heard by everyone.

Wang Huai withdrew his steps, leaned his back against the wall, and said vigilantly, "The cough is getting closer."

"Cough cough, swish, cough cough, swish..."

If it was rain mixed with coughing before, now it is coughing mixed with rain, and everyone can already hear the source of the coughing.

It was obviously made by a man, with a thick voice, not thirsty, but a wet cough full of old phlegm. At a peak, its owner will always slow down the speed of coughing, and slow down again.

"It's approaching us." Ye Zeqing quickly and methodically took out a stack of yellow paper from his coat pocket and held it in his hand, "It's getting closer, it's getting closer——"

The sound of coughing was still in my ears.

This time, in addition to these extremely uncomfortable coughing sounds, there were also long sighs.

It's like a patient who, knowing that his life is not long, sighs the last time in his life, and coughs uncontrollably: "Hey...cough cough cough cough...hey..."

When the last sigh sounded, Roseanne got goosebumps, because it seemed to be in her ears!

Just like this sick ghost, coughing into his ear!

At this time, the yellow paper in Ye Zeqing's hand suddenly folded, and pointed towards the corner of the corridor ahead——

Under the illumination of the night light of peony flowers at the corner, a hunchbacked figure slowly walked over.

It was an old man bent over, his face was wrinkled, and his back was hunched. He covered his mouth with one hand and was coughing unceasingly. He walked towards the reincarnated people, talking to himself He whispered: "Ahem, my illness is getting worse and worse. Tell me, why am I the only one suffering from this illness?"

At first, it was just complaining intermittently, but soon, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes changed:

"If, if you can also get in, that's great, cough cough cough, hey..."

As he approached, a strong smell of medicine and decay rushed towards the reincarnators.

Just as the sick ghost was about to reach out to grab the person in front of him, a cold voice interrupted the sick ghost: "How long have you been sick?"

The sick ghost was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand, maybe he wanted to tease the person in front of him before making a move, but he still replied: "Hey, let me think about it, it won't be long, maybe a few months, this disease, it comes on quickly , die soon, cough cough cough."

Xiao Li then asked: "No doctor can cure you?"

"Yeah, they can only look at me, cough, cough, die." The sick ghost showed a piercing look, "Isn't it fair?"

"Well," Xiao Li took out a business card, moving smoothly like a medical salesman, "If you don't mind, I know a doctor who is very successful in seeing patients, so I can ask him to take a look."

Before the sick ghost could answer, as the white light on the business card flashed by, an atypical doctor wearing a bird's beak mask actively came to them. He turned his head and greeted Xiao Li in a friendly way: "Xia Patient Locke, we meet again, what disease do you want me to treat—”

Halfway through his speech, he had already noticed the coughing sick ghost, his eyes lit up immediately, his tone rose, and he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Oh, oh, it's a new case, it's a type I haven't seen before! new challenge!"

Doctor J was overjoyed.