I Wasn't Born Lucky

Fu Jianlin's screams can be said to have shocked the sky, not only the people squatting next door frowned, but the wife in the room rushed out full of doubts: "What's wrong, husband?"

The man covered his crotch, and sat on the door panel backwards, his head and neck bruised: "Ask, I know, I don't know what to do!"

"I... I'm going to call 120? What's wrong with you?" the woman asked anxiously.

The child inside was gone and the mother was still crying, and the man kept adding fuel to the scene, but he refused to say what happened to her, which made her feel at a loss for a while.

"What are you calling 120, you want the whole world to know that I've hit a ghost?!" Fu Jianlin grinned, waiting for the initial pain to get over, he lowered his head and untied his trouser belt and took a look inside, "Fuck me Get some ice cubes!"

"Breaking ghosts? You, what happened to you?"

Fu Jianlin opened his mouth and scolded: "It's not brought by you, the god of plague. Damn it, just now a mannequin with only half of its body kicked me for no reason!"

"Ah?" The woman didn't expect such an answer. She supported Fu Jianlin and boldly looked outside, "Did you see anyone else? Did you..."

"Are you suspecting me of lying?!"

"No no."

"I really have to burn incense and burn the bad luck you brought."

Fu Jianlin and his wife didn't notice that there was a strand of black hair hidden in the darkness, coming out from the eyes of the door next door, like a centipede that was endlessly long.

It gradually approached Fu Jianlin, hooked his left ankle, and just about to wrap it around, it was blocked by some kind of force.

After several unsuccessful attempts, the strands of hair retracted into place.

Outside the crack of the door, Ye Zeqing withdrew his peeking gaze, and said to Xiao Li in a voice almost whispering: "Old Seven, your second child managed to hurt him, but Tan Li couldn't."

Xiao Li didn't peek outside the door, he was sitting in the living room, looking at a coin in his hand.

He didn't have extra curiosity, after all, just by hearing the sound without extra screams, he knew that Tan Li hadn't succeeded.

The sound of the door closing next door came from outside, and then the screams of pain that came in became as if separated by a membrane, but they were still clear.

The puppet that failed to attack hooked Xiao Li's fingers with its hair and shook it. After being stroked for comfort, Tan Li sank into his pocket again.

Ye Zeqing was waiting for his answer, but Xiao Li didn't expect to speak, so he could only ask again: "Why?"

Xiao Li turned the coin in his hand and threw it high into the air: "In the memory of the unknown female corpse, he is invincible with external force, but he can be seduced by a woman—let's use his legs and Fu Jiang's voice Counting as a female - assault, blind guess before the dead woman was alive, he was beaten for the same thing, and for some reason, he didn't fight back."

"I guessed randomly." The coin twirled in the air and fell into Xiao Li's palm. He added casually, "But we can follow this path first and settle the matter here earlier."

Zheng Yi used to be responsible for asking this kind of question, but now that he is not around, Ye Zeqing can only assume this role: "What way?"

Xiao Li didn't speak, he put the coin in Shen Mi's palm, took out a fountain pen that he carried with him, and waved it in front of Ye Zeqing's eyes.

At the same time, Fu Jianlin was lying on his back on the bed, using a sandbag covered with ice cubes to compress his part, and scolding his busy wife from time to time.

"Are you going to work later?" A woman's voice came from a distance from the kitchen, mixed with the sound of washing dishes and friction.

"Do you think I can go or not?! No, tell the manager about the situation tomorrow."

Fu Jianlin roared, he struggled to pull away the pillow beside him, and put it on his back. He didn't choose to play with his mobile phone, but thought about the scene that happened just now.

Those inexplicable legs, that voice, that blow that lifted the leg high, and the sharp pain that rushed straight into the skull...

Fu Jianlin felt a deep tremor.

It was as if this scene was not unfamiliar, and there seemed to be a sense of fear hidden deep in his heart. He didn't feel it normally, but now he was hooked by those legs.

What's the matter?

Why did those legs come to him?Is it a female ghost?

He suddenly remembered the note that the leg asked him to pick up. He hadn't opened it yet, and it was thrown at the door. Fu Jianlin yelled, asking the woman outside to pick it up and hand it to him.

The woman did so, and she asked puzzledly, "What is this?"

Fu Jianlin didn't answer her, took the note and waved her away.

The woman got used to it, and turned to the kitchen to continue washing the dishes.

Trembling, Fu Jianlin unfolded the note, and found that the note was folded from half of the paper, and on the half of the paper was written a paragraph: [The most popular divination game at present, Pen Fairy. 】

[How to use: You only need a pen, a piece of white paper, and two hands to summon the Pen Fairy. 】

[Pen Fairy answers questions online, it can ask anything and answer all your doubts, only three questions, don't you want to try it? 】

【…】

Messy stuff.

Fu Jianlin couldn't tell what emotion was in his heart, he was disappointed and frightened, the content written on the note was quite different from what he thought in his heart.

He crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it on the table, and lay down again, soothing the injured part of himself.

Lying down, he only felt that the pain gradually weakened, and the drowsiness kept coming, and he was about to fall into a deep sleep.

However, just as Fu Jianlin was about to fall asleep, he was suddenly awakened by the sound of chopping meat.

"what sound?"

He rubbed his face in a daze, looked around after waking up, and could clearly hear the sound of the kitchen knife chopping something.

"boom--"

Fu Jianlin stretched his neck: "Damn woman, are you chopping vegetables?!"

"No, I'm feeding the baby." The woman's weak voice came from the next room.

"boom--"

The sound of chopping meat continued, Fu Jianlin sat up from the bed and listened for a while, and finally locked the source of the sound, which was next door.

The couple next door are chopping meat?

The sound lasted for a while, and instead of disappearing, it became louder, as if it was intended to be heard by him, and later, the "sizzling" sound of frying things in the oil pan was even added.

Fu Jianlin didn't want to cause trouble at first, the young couple, including the newly moved upstairs and downstairs always gave him a strange feeling, especially the two next door.

The young man who said he was the young husband was alright, he didn't pay much attention to him the whole time, and his attention was on the other person, but the beautiful black-haired young man was always peeking at him, not that kind of attention, but rather It's like looking at a dead man.

That kind of gaze even made Fu Jianlin imagine that he would observe his every move through the crack of the door.

But why?

Fu Jianlin shuddered under the accompaniment of two voices.

Thinking about it carefully, the leg with only the lower body only appeared after the person next door moved in...

Could it be that he is a ghost?

Fu Jianlin couldn't fall asleep now, he stood upright like a carp in spirit, and listened against the wall next door. He had a hunch that he couldn't listen anymore.

The man mustered up his courage, pushed open the door of his own house, and knocked on the door of the neighbor next door.

Soon someone came to answer the door, it was Xiao Li, he was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, the slanted side of the knife reflected the delicate profile of the young man: "What's the matter?"

Fu Jianlin looked at the kitchen knife, and slowed down his tone wisely: "What... what are you doing, it's disturbing me."

"I'm chopping meat." Xiao Li said matter-of-factly, "After chopping, you can put it in the frying pan."

Fu Jianlin didn't know what to say. Before Xiao Li's family moved here, the previous neighbors were cowardly and introverted, and they didn't talk to him at all. They only knew "hmmmmmmmmmm" when they threatened a little bit, but now...

Logically speaking, this boy's physique is not considered strong, he can hit three like this one at a time, but his intuition tells him not to attack the opponent.

So Fu Jianlin hesitated for a while, but still didn't say the threat, just said "lightly" and went back to the room.

Xiao Li put down the kitchen knife, handed the handle to Ye Zeqing, and watched as he continued to chop a piece of sponge in the living room, while Gong Mingming was frying a piece of wood in an oil pan over and over in the kitchen, making as loud a noise as possible.

Xiao Li's efforts quickly produced results, and Fu Jianlin became even more manic after returning.

He covered his ears with his hands, flipped the cake over and over a few times, and suddenly turned his eyes to the ball of paper by the table.

Bixian, can Bixian help him?

Fu Jianlin unrolled the wrinkled paper impatiently, and decided to try it out.

He called his wife, and the two of them sat down at the round table, with a piece of printing paper in the middle, and holding a pen, Fu Jianlin said: "Pen Xian Bi Xian, I am your past life, and you are my present life." , if you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

At first, the pen didn't move.

Fu Jianlin didn't know whether he was disappointed or relaxed, but just when he wanted to let go, he found that his pen moved, and it drew a very regular circle on the paper.

The baby suddenly started crying, crying loudly, like a magic sound filling his ears.

Coupled with the sound of chopping meat and frying from the next door, the three sounds made Fu Jianlin a little annoyed.

"This, you didn't move this, did you?" He said to his wife.

The wife was also quite scared. She shook her head and said, "Old Fu, I, I don't want to try it anymore. Let's stop playing this game. There is still a child. I have to take care of him."

"No, let him cry, he's been crying all day long, it's okay, just for a moment, I'll ask a few questions, the rules say you can only ask three." Fu Jianlin insisted, and then he rushed to the gun in his hand. Bi said, "Pen Fairy, I, I want to ask..."

After all kinds of entanglement, he chose to ask about the legs first.

"The legs I just met are ghosts, why did they wrap around me?"

As soon as the voice fell, the fountain pen in his hand began to write automatically:

[What did you do, you don't know yourself? 】

Fu Jianlin: "I, I didn't do anything?"

[Of course you did, you killed one person, no, you killed two people, don’t you remember? 】

"I didn't! What nonsense are you talking about?!" Fu Jianlin stood up, pushed his chair back a certain distance, and shouted at his wife as if he had been poked in some pain point, "Isn't this a pen fairy? It's you wrong?"

The woman was also very scared when she first saw such content, but she didn't know anything: "It's not me, it's really not me, it's the pen that moves by itself!"

Fu Jianlin took a deep breath, he began to feel that this pen is nonsense, maybe it was deliberately to mess with his mentality.

He decided not to ask such questions, the more he asked, the more uncomfortable he felt.

But he still didn't let go directly.

Fu Jianlin licked his dry lips, and said again: "You are wrong, you are wrong."

Water pen: [I never make mistakes. 】

"Okay, then tell me, when will I get rich next?"

【After tomorrow. 】

"Oh? How will I get rich, get a promotion and raise, or win the lottery?"

Seeing this answer, Fu Jianlin suddenly became interested, and he asked expectantly.

Pen Fairy: 【You will get billions of coins. 】

Fu Jianlin: "..."

He stared at this line of words, with a sharp contrast between his mood before and after, and felt his scalp tingling. He swore that he would never believe the words of this fairy again, and decided that it was also one of the ghosts.

But before finally letting go, Fu Jianlin hesitated for a while, and asked like a ghost: "Nonsense pen fairy, I, I will ask you one last question, that black-haired young man who moved in next door, who is he?" ? Is he human?"

This time, Pen Fairy paused for about 3 minutes before writing with a sharper pen than before:

[Sherlock? 】

【he……】

【Of course he is not human, he is a devil! 】