I Wasn't Born Lucky

After Xiao Li finished speaking, he turned around naturally and continued to walk towards the village chief's house.

Zhu Yiting and the others stayed where they were, and now they were faced with a life-related decision: should they take the huge risk and follow Xiao Li, or should they find a villager's house to sleep in for the night?

Yongchun pointed to Xiao Li's back and asked his teammates: "What should we do? Follow or not?"

Zhu Yiting looked at his face, then at Xiao Li who was going away: "What do you think?"

From a rational and emotional level, Zhu Yiting likes the latter option, after all, who would want to go to a dead person's house to gather souls at night? !Not to mention this kind of behavior in the real horror world, even in horror movies, Zhu Yiting would think that this person will die in the next second!Even if this happened to Sherlock, it would be—

Thinking of this, Zhu Yiting suddenly paused, because he couldn't imagine Sherlock being killed by the gathered ghosts...

But does that kind of person who is crazy to die and not die really exist?No way?

Fan Ren tugged at his arm: "Whether to follow or not depends on the speed, and he disappeared without a trace."

As soon as he said this, Zhu Yiting suddenly turned his head to look at Xiao Li's back, only to see that the other party had disappeared from their field of vision.

"Walking so fast, is he really not afraid?" Yongchun muttered.

The three of them were still hesitating over there, while Tao Fei on the side had already made a decision. She clenched her fists and ran towards Xiao Li's direction - instead of risking the risk of knocking on the doors of the other villagers, she didn't Determine whether the villager is the resurrection of the dead, and wait for the ghosts to attack in the remaining days, why not follow Sherlock to fight to the death!

"She's really gone." Yongchun said to the two bad friends, "It's not as good as us... I can't be as brave as her, right? Eh? Pig pig, what kind of face do you have?"

Zhu Yiting covered his lower abdomen, tightened his legs, forcibly suppressed the urge to urinate, and stood up straight: "It's okay, since it's decided, let's follow."

The trio also followed the route of the village chief's house.

The moonlight in the sky is getting darker, the killing has started silently in Gathering Soul Village, and many villagers have fallen into the world of death.It seemed that the dark cloud that had hovered over Soul Gathering Village for a long time also sensed the breath of ghosts, and it started to rain lightly.

Raindrops fell from the night and landed on Xiao Li's head, wetting his soft black hair.

Xiao Li raised his head, a drop of rain fell on his face, and he wiped the rain with the back of his hand.

I don't know how long the rain will last, and the feeling of wet clothes sticking to his body is very uncomfortable. He needs an umbrella now——Xiao Li pondered for a moment, and he still remembered that he had won a beautiful purple The umbrella was later stored in the little yellow book. The function of this umbrella is to avoid ghost attacks. Xiao Li has not used it yet, so he has never cared about it.

Xiao Li took out a small yellow book and wrote the words "Eternal Soul Umbrella", and that simple purple umbrella appeared in his hand.

Xiao Li opened the umbrella to block the raindrops, and continued walking towards the village chief's house.

After a while, hurried footsteps came from behind him, and the trio of Tao Fei and Zhu Yiting chased after him panting.

The black-haired boy turned his head with a purple umbrella in his hand, and happened to meet the four people who were chasing him.

Zhu Yiting, whose whole body was wet by the drizzle:? ? ?

Yongchun shook off the drenched hair on his forehead with his hands: "Sherlock, where did you get this umbrella?"

Xiao Li glanced at them hesitantly. He seemed to be debating whether to give them an umbrella or not, but seeing the size of the umbrella, he just thought about it: "Draw a lottery."

Zhu Yiting was startled. He thought it was from this village, but he didn't expect it to be a lucky draw according to the rules!

He still remembered that in another world, he once met a man who was ranked 98th on the list of reincarnators, and he had three powerful props in his hand, and that man was ranked through these three powerful props.

In this dungeon world, props are the only hope for those who don't know how to control ghosts against ghosts. Unexpectedly, this person has a handful of props that seem to be of high quality...

Zhu Yiting didn't know what the specific function of this umbrella was, but looking at Sherlock's indifferent face, it seemed that the prop umbrella in his hand was really just a tool to keep out the rain.

Yongchun looked at the umbrella with curious eyes, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the village chief's house was already close at hand, so he could only watch helplessly as Xiao Li put away the umbrella.

In the middle of the night, the door of the village chief's house was wide open, and two rows of messy footprints were left on the soil in the yard, apparently left by the people in the house when they fled in a panic.

Xiao Li pushed open the door. With the experience of sneaking in last time, he took out his mobile phone lightly, took out the box from under the bed, and put it on the table.

Zhu Yiting had already consciously raised his flashlight, intending to illuminate the other party, but before he turned it on, he saw the other party's mobile phone floating in the air, and pointed the flashlight on the back of the mobile phone at the box.

Confused Zhu Yiting:?

Yongchun:? ?

Are they dreaming today?How do you keep seeing such a rare thing?A mobile phone that can fly?

In fact, it wasn't just him, even Xiao Li glanced at his phone in surprise, and Zhou Ying, who lived on the phone, shook the phone up and down to greet him.

"This is...?" Zhu Yiting asked, pointing to the phone.

This time Xiao Li didn't answer, Zhou Ying's existence was a bit complicated to explain, so the young man put a finger on his lips, letting them understand, Tan Li stretched out a strand of hair from his pocket, and opened the box in the same way.

This time Zhu Yiting and the others didn't make any fuss - because their hearts were already numb and they wouldn't be hurt anymore!

Xiao Li took out the scarecrows and the booklet. According to the soul-gathering ceremony recorded in the booklet, he first untied the scarecrows that had already been bound, and then used the other straw in the box to tie a new, abstract one. Then he dipped a little rouge in the mouth of the scarecrow.

Zhu Yiting stretched his head to watch him move, and the young man looked at the pile of straw that could hardly be seen as a human figure, and accumulated a lot of doubts in his heart—is this really a scarecrow?It's too ugly, the ghosts who were gathered here really don't know how to cry?

Xiao Li put the scarecrow on the table, lit the oil lamp, and said the formula: "The time has come, the soul returns..."

According to regulations, the soul-gathering ceremony should use rouge to continue to write the names and birthdays of the gathered souls, but Xiao Li didn't have any of them, so what he did was just a simplified soul-gathering ceremony without specific objects.In other words, who can get together depends entirely on luck.

He had just finished chanting this mantra when a gust of wind whizzed by, the flames on the oil lamp were faintly visible, and a grimace appeared where the scarecrow on the table should be the face.

This was supposed to be a terrifying scene, but because Xiao Li didn't pass the scarecrow's skills, it made the scarecrow look a little ridiculous—but Xiao Li didn't think it didn't matter, and it didn't say that a human-shaped scarecrow was required in the soul-gathering booklet.

The grimace opened its mouth wide and roared at first, but soon there was a flash of clarity in its eyes, and it asked vaguely: "This is..."

Xiao Ouhuang Li said briefly: "This is the village chief's house. Many unexplained things have happened in your village recently. It may be caused by ghosts. Do you know any clues?"

The grimace slowly said: "I... I remembered, why can't I move? I'm dead?"

It tried to move its body, but a pile of straw fell on the scarecrow, which was not tight at all——Xiao Li gave a "tsk" sound: "Don't move, this soul-gathering technique won't last long."

Grimace didn't react until he mentioned the "gathering soul technique". It maintained its original state and said slowly: "So I am a soul now, and I am dead... I know, it must be her! Although we are sorry for her, but How could she take revenge on us like this?!"

"Who is she? What happened at that time?" Xiao Li asked.

Pain appeared on Grimace's face, it was just an ordinary human being, its soul strength was not high, and its duration was short: "She...we...shouldn't have done this..."

After this sentence was finished, the grimace disappeared, and the scarecrow collapsed on the table, its shapeless limbs became even more scattered.

Tao Fei has been paying attention to the ghost face all the time. After it disappeared, she looked at Xiao Li's face and speculated: "Is it possible that Juhun Village once killed a person, so he turned into a wronged soul and came back to take revenge now? It's a pity that Juhun's Time is too short for us to learn more information..."

Xiao Li removed the scarecrow on the table, took some straws, and made a new scarecrow more quickly but messily, and performed the soul-gathering ceremony again in the same way as the first time: "If you can't do it once, just do it again .”

Tao Fei:? ? ?

In her mind, she never thought that this kind of operation could still be possible—isn't it a huge risk to hold this kind of spiritual summoning ceremony once?Can we do it again? !

The soul condensed for the second time was obviously stronger than the previous one. It came through the door and condensed into a white shadow with only the upper body in midair. With a fierce expression, it directly blew out the oil lamp!

Amidst the exclamation of the trio, the ghost fell backwards and attached itself to the pile of scarecrows on the table with an unwilling face.

It tried to struggle, and there were continuous screams and roars all over its body, and the trembling table trembled endlessly.

The few people on the side had to cover their ears, subconsciously fled around in panic, away from the ghost.

Xiao Li frowned, and folded the scarecrow's arm impatiently: "Be quiet."

Before he finished speaking, the ghost showed a little bit of sluggishness, and then it opened its mouth wide and screamed as if offended, Xiao Li took out a pen, broke the scarecrow's right arm and left leg, and drew it firmly nailed to the table.

Ghost: "..."

The rest of the reincarnations: "..."

——Why did they suddenly feel that this ghost is the vulnerable group?

Xiao Li faintly felt that he should smile evilly now, or threaten with a loud laugh, but neither of these fit his personality, so he just drew back his pen and asked coldly: "Are you from Soul Gathering Village?" ?”

The ghost attached to the scarecrow nodded with difficulty.

"Did you kill someone in your village before?" Xiao Li lit the oil lamp again, "Tell me in detail."

The ghost was silent for a while, and then said: "Yes, since I'm dead, there's nothing wrong with it. Although our Soul Gathering Village has been gathering souls for outsiders, helping them communicate with Yin and Yang, and gathering the souls of the dead to replace them The family members asked them questions, but they have always kept to themselves and have never done anything against the ancestors' precepts."

As soon as Xiao Li heard the beginning, he felt that this ghost would tell a very long story. He got up and opened the cupboard of the village chief's house, took out a bowl of fried peanuts, and put it in his mouth: "Why did you stop?" ?keep going."

The ghost face on the scarecrow closed his eyes, and Tao Fei who was on the side felt humiliation and despair from that ghost face for some reason——the ghost face could bend and stretch, and it adjusted his mood, and then said: "At first, we just discovered that when the soul gathers , Those souls will dissipate automatically and cannot be solidified. Later, things became more and more serious, and it became very difficult to gather souls. Even the souls of people who had just died were very thin. We realized that there must be something wrong in the village."

"We have been investigating with the village chief, and finally found her—she is an outsider and a descendant of someone in our village. She hates the customs of Gathering Soul Village. She drew an exorcism circle in the ancestral hall of our village. I found a black cat. The black cat is a psychic, a first-class exorcism spirit. Through these two things, she drives away the spirits in the village and cuts off our source of income. We went to her house after we found out Looking for her, but she refused to let go, and finally committed suicide to curse us all, saying that she will come back."

Xiao Li handed the bowl of peanuts to Tao Fei, looked down at the scarecrow: "That's it?"

Grimace nodded: "I am like this, what else do I lie to you for?"

"The story is good," Xiao Li mentioned the pile of straw, "but I don't believe you."

He disassembled the scarecrow with his fingers, leaned close to the oil lamp, lit it, watched the pale grimace struggling in the flames, and finally revealed its original shape: "How dare you do this to me——"

It didn't even say a word, and it was burned to ashes by Xiao Li with more force.

Zhu Yiting hesitated for a while: "Why don't you believe him? What he said should be..."

Xiao Li interrupted him: "Half-truth, half-false, the highest level of lies, he lied in the details."

The black-haired boy took out the last bit of straw, made a small and exquisite scarecrow, and folded a straw into four pieces to make the scarecrow's hands and feet respectively. Afterwards, he recited the soul-gathering spell again, only this time, Xiao Li added a description to the last sentence: "Those existences who are reluctant to leave, those existences who have something to remember."

This time, the qualified souls came very slowly.

Xiao Li patiently waited for it to condense little by little. It was a soul that was about to be shattered, and its arrival did not cause even the slightest rumor.

After it condensed on the straw, it opened its eyes: "Here... who am I...?"

The voice was soft like raving, Xiao Li said softly, "Do you still remember the past?"

"I... no..." The ghost face was still confused at first, unable to listen to Xiao Li's words, it gradually dissipated, and finally it shouted like a flash of light, "Save it, you save it—— Please! It's still small—"

Before the grimace completely dissipated, a cat meowed from outside the house: "Meow."

A pure black kitten was sitting outside the window, looking at them. Its round cat eyes were like a pair of jewels, reflecting the light in the dark night.

The instant the meow sounded, the grimace was dispelled.

The little black cat's hair was upside down, it bared its teeth at the reincarnators in the room, and jumped out lightly.

Xiao Li rushed out the door almost immediately, grabbed the umbrella at the door, and chased the little black cat in the rain.

At the same time that Xiao Li held the soul gathering ceremony in Soul Gathering Village, somewhere in an unknown place.

A man slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were of a special color, which seemed to be condensed with countless light spots, surpassing the dimension of reality.

He looked down, and there was a lake at his feet.

The man didn't know what he saw, he was a little moved, but stopped for some reason, and he sat back again.

He made an exception, showing up where he wasn't supposed to be, more than once.

So now, he can only continue to be patient and continue to look at the person he loves from a distance.