I Wasn't Born Lucky

Shen Mizhi's eyes moved slightly, he only felt a feather scratch at the tip of his heart, and just as he was about to speak, the other party stretched out a finger and pressed it to his lips.

Xiao Li: "I want to listen to the truth, give you some time to think about it, and talk about it when you come back."

He let go of Shen Mizhi's hand, turned around and left the bathroom, and walked into the next door.

Shen Mizhi looked at his back and followed him.

Wang Huai next door moved a stool and sat at the table, surrounded by a circle of people, which was normal, but what surprised Xiao Li was that the wooden box on the table was closed.

It looked like an ancient bride's dressing box, used to store some small jewelry. It was engraved with a pair of mandarin ducks leaning on each other. It was supposed to isolate the meat from the outside world, but the fact was, as soon as Xiao Ligang entered the door It smelled the almost fragrant meat.

The smell of meat is getting stronger and stronger.

When Wang Huai saw Xiao Li enter the door, he took the initiative to introduce: "This is a special prop in a ghost marriage dungeon, and it is an engagement gift from the groom to the living bride."

Xiao Li: "Then?"

"Its function is to store and isolate," Wang Huai continued. "As long as you put things in, this box can block the perception of the outside world, just like separating the two worlds of yin and yang. I have tested that even the key props of the dungeon can also If you put it in, the dungeon boss-level ghosts won’t be able to find it.”

His introduction seemed endless, but Xiao Li understood what he meant: "But now the smell of meat cannot be separated."

"Yes, this piece of meat must be very special."

Wang Huai reached out and opened the box again, the mucus inside had almost stuck the black meat to the bottom of the box.

Standing on the edge of the table, Xiao Li slid out a scalpel from his cuff, crossed the blade, and cut the outer layer of the black meat with a sharp blade.

Ye Zeqing leaned over to watch his movements, couldn't help it, and swallowed again: "Moriarty, do you know? I remembered the smell of meeting Fu Jiang for the first time, but this piece of meat is better than her boiling a kettle." It smells even better..."

I don't know if Fu Jiang will jump up and kill him when he hears it.

Xiao Li kept moving his hands: "Do you want to eat?"

Judging by his appearance, if Ye Zeqing says he wants to, he can really give him a taste.

But Ye Zeqing immediately refused: "No, no, it's not that I don't want to live anymore."

Xiao Li's cut was not deep, and the inside was still black. The second time he stepped up his movements and cut down, what was exposed was a piece of bright red raw meat.

This piece of meat seemed to be alive, the place where Xiao Li cut it was bloodshot like a human wound, the amount of bleeding was very small, but still there.

Xiao Li raised his eyebrows, turned away the scalpel in his hand, and stabbed hard at the part close to the outside of the meat, piercing through the meat.

There was no reaction from the piece of meat, but there were fresh blood dripping from the blade of the scalpel.

Xiao Li pulled out the scalpel. This time, he raised the knife and cut off a third of the flesh. A stream of blood splashed out onto the boy's hand.

He wiped it off with a tissue without blinking.

Gong Mingming: "..."

If this picture covers the meat, it looks like some crazy scientist is torturing the test subjects or something horrible.

She even had the desire to complain, "It's just a piece of meat, let's just let it go".

"You're right. This piece of meat may be of the same type as Fu Jiang's. Do you want to call her over for a blind date or something?" Before she opened her mouth to look, Xiao Li had already turned to Ye Zeqing.

Wang Huai coughed and interrupted him: "It's a piece of raw meat, but it smells like cooked meat."

Xiao Li: "Yes, the smell is deceiving, and it may be Puser Udurogoi's subordinate."

Wang Huai:? ? ?

He can no longer keep up with the other party's thinking.

"Are you serious?" Ye Lingshi asked.

Xiao Li: "Just kidding, liven up the atmosphere."

other people:"……"

Be more dignified, okay?

Holding the piece of meat, Xiao Li suddenly said, "We can do an experiment, cut a piece of meat and bury it in the soil, or put it in water, and see if it will grow."

"If we are in the dungeon, we can do this." Wang Huai denied him, "But now we don't have time, in fact, I have already begun to feel that it was a mistake to invite you to Sun's house, and you should go to a more valuable place. "

"Patriarch Sun's obstruction will cost us a lot of time. Now that the crying has subsided temporarily, we should also leave. At present, we need to seize every minute and every second. Now there are samsara people all over the world spontaneously organizing surveillance on high mountains. I just read the news a few minutes ago that supernatural phenomena have begun to appear on a snow-capped mountain not far from us in China, and there is even a group in foreign countries that was wiped out when they climbed the mountain..."

"At the beginning of the dinner, I have been thinking about this matter. If you want, I will hand it over to others first. Let's go to the mountain and seal the well first."

Xiao Li listened to him, playing with the piece of meat with his fingers.

After Wang Huai finished speaking, Xiao Li suddenly said, "Why do you think the mouth of the well is on the mountain?"

"The hand that destroyed Atlantis, plus the clues collected so far..." Wang Huai was rather hesitant when asked.

Xiao Li: "Then if I described reality as a leaky pot, would you dig the ground?"

Wang Huai: "..."

"I don't think so," Xiao Li put the piece of meat back into the vanity box, "I think 'well mouth' is just an adjective, and we end up with the same result wherever we go."

"I'll stay a little longer," he said finally.

Wang Huai disagreed. Due to the problem of making friends, he could see more news than Xiao Li, but he understood the character of the other party, and stood up from the chair: "Then I will go to Sun Qilin to ask about the situation. As soon as there is no progress, I will leave first."

Gong Mingming stopped him: "Ask about this piece of meat?"

"I'll give him a hint, but the more important thing is to ask Sun Jiarun." Wang Huai said.

Xiao Li returned to his room. There was indeed a night snack on his table, but because of the smell of that piece of meat, he couldn't arouse his interest for a while, so he sat on the edge of the hammock and lay back. Soft black hair hung over the bed.

The rope hanging from the bed made a "squeak" sound and shook back and forth.

Xiao Li closed his eyes and noticed that someone was sitting by the bed. He didn't open his eyes, and lazily said, "Have you figured it out?"

After a while, the young man's cold cello-like voice flowed in the room, covering the sound of wind and rain from the window: "Where do you think I went?"

"Are you asking rhetorically?" Xiao Li turned his head in his direction, "But let me guess, hometown?"

He used the words that Shen Mizhi used, but still did not open his eyes.

Shen Mizhi looked at the young man with his eyes closed tightly, brushed his smooth forehead, and suddenly felt an illusion of being isolated from the other party's world——

This kind of thought made him unable to resist opening his mouth, and the young man said in a low voice, "...um."

Xiao Li opened one eye, which was stained with mist, turning the original blackness into gray, and the eyelashes outlined the long and narrow end of the eye, bringing out a kind of beauty that is completely different from his own temperament.

"I've always been curious about what your hometown would look like." Xiao Li said slowly, "But now, what I want to know is why you go back every once in a while."

Shen Mizhi hugged him tightly, and sniffed behind his ear, as if breathing the air he depended on for survival.

After a long time, he half-closed his eyes and said: "Don't be angry, I... didn't deliberately hide it from you, I was just afraid that you would not want me."

Like a big cat that has done something wrong and is afraid of being discarded by its owner.

Shen Mizhi embraced the other party, and slowly said: "I was born with Chaos, but most of the time, I slept in the abyss."

"The abyss is like a ruling prison, which is neutral, and it suppresses all pollution."

Xiao Li tensed his body subconsciously at first when Shen Yanzhi hugged him, but now he has relaxed. He put his head in the other's arms, and waited for him to finish speaking before saying, "Pollution?"

"Yes, turbidity, pollution, whatever you want to call it, it is not a kind of creature, it is more like a kind of power, sinking in the depths of the abyss, it is a combination of pollution sources, the power from the beginning of the world, cannot be erased , can only be suppressed, and because I am its companion, I can suppress them."

"But I can't leave them for too long. I have to go back every once in a while, otherwise they will get out of control, pollute the gods, and pollute reincarnation. In the end, the whole world will become turbid."

He was born with filth, and he had various restrictions, and he couldn't be with him all the time, which made Shen Mizhi extremely afraid of being abandoned by his lover who had finally caught up with him.

Human beings like light, who would like to stay in darkness forever?

Compared with him, any god is more chic than him, without restraint, such as the fraud that Xiao Li most often mentioned.

Shen Yanzhi grasped Xiao Li's hand even tighter, as if he was going to forcibly tighten Xiao Li's hand in the next second, so that he would never be separated again.

However, Xiao Li raised his hand and touched his face: "What does the abyss... look like?"

That little touch is like the world he saw when he stepped out of the abyss for the first time.

"Darkness." Shen Mizhi said, "There is nothing else."

Xiao Li: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"It was fine at first, but then the darkness reminded me of your eyes." Shen Mizhi said briefly.

So it becomes less difficult.

Xiao Li fell silent: "How often do you want to go back?"

"It used to take a long time, but now the balance has reached an extreme point, one month, just go back for half a day." Shen Mizhi said.

Xiao Li broke away from Shen Mizhi's hand and kissed the corner of the young man's lips again. He asked softly, "Can I accompany you to the abyss? We can do something there."

It seemed that these words were not powerful enough for Shen Mizhi, so he blinked and added another sentence: "Brother Mirage?"

Shen Mizhi was stunned for a moment, just imagining such a picture would drive him crazy - in the endless darkness in the abyss, there would be no one else, only the two of them, relying on each other, in just half a day , he can try to be as rough as possible, because the other party can't escape, but he can't go too far, otherwise the lover will definitely be angry when he comes out.

It was literally turning years of nightmare into his dream.

but……

But is it really possible?

Shen Mizhi took a deep breath, restraining the surging emotion in his chest: "That place is not a good place, as long as you don't leave me, you don't need to go there, I will come back on time."

He will be very good.

"I will accompany you to slowly find a way to completely eradicate the pollution, but before that, I want to go to the abyss to stay with you," Xiao Li said, "Will they pollute me?"

Shen Mizhi shook his head: "With me around, I wouldn't."

He knows that pollution cannot be erased. This is the balance of heaven and earth. Where there is light, there will be darkness. It used to be a shackle that bound him, but at this moment it has become a promise that reassures him and calms him down. restless heart.

"That's fine." Xiao Li laughed, "Take me to have a look."