In the backyard of the hotel, as Lance said, a coffin was placed quite abruptly.The rest of the backyard was already charred, giving off a foul smell of burning, mixed with the rain, and from time to time charred charcoal was washed into the dirt.However, the coffin had chosen a good place, and it was located under a straw hut, which had been burned with a hole, but because of the timely arrival of the rainstorm, there was still half a piece of grass firmly supported on the roof of the shed, which just happened to shelter the coffin from the wind and rain.Xiao Li estimated the rain outside, he returned to the door of the hotel, lifted the original bench on his head to cover the rain, and almost walked to the coffin.The lid of the coffin is tightly closed.Just looking at the exterior of the coffin, it is not difficult to imagine the scene inside—perhaps the coffin ghost is lying stiff inside, staring at the coffin board with those godless eyes.The other reincarnators also followed, AK47 was still carrying Park so-kim, but unlike Xiao Li, they instinctively distanced themselves from the coffin.Xiao Li gently stroked the edge of the coffin with his hand, and went directly to lift the coffin board.At first, it couldn't be moved.Xiao Li used his index finger to scrub the edge of the coffin back and forth, he didn't say anything, directly took out his mobile phone, and began to set the alarm clock.The coffin board moved tentatively, and moved again, and the coffin ghost poked his head out of it in disbelief, retracted it, and poked it out again, Xiao Li was still there.- It must be in the wrong way to open the coffin board!
This coffin ghost is obviously dry and thin, his cheeks are sunken into a bitter melon, and his expression is blank, but Qing Shui was stunned for some reason to see a little despair in the other party's eyes......
Xiao Li jumped out of the alarm clock interface and typed in the memo: [See you again. 】The coffin ghost was holding the mirror in his arms, a trace of determination flashed in its eyes, it glanced at Xiao Li, and then looked at Park Xiujin on the back of AK47 around him, and his expression was a little cautious and touched the mirror.A light flashed in the mirror of prophecy, revealing a line: "The prophecy is unbreakable, and you will be corrected. 】Xiao Li sneered: [How to correct it?
Transporting us one by one with your coffin?
】He sat on the edge of the coffin, and easily reached out and snatched the mirror of prophecy from the coffin ghost's hand.Coffin Ghost: !!
It's a mirror!
Xiao Li put his index finger in front of his lips and said with his mouth: [Don't be afraid, I will pay you back, lend me a look.] 】Coffin ghost: "............" believe that you are a ghost.Xiao Li stroked with his hand like a coffin ghost touching a mirror, his fingers were slender and slender, and the mirror was even a little beautiful, but the mirror of prophecy was indifferent.Very cold.,Very loyal.。
Xiao Li raised his head and asked the coffin ghost: [How to use this mirror?
】The coffin ghost crawled out of the coffin slowly, it took the old bones, supported the coffin and stood still, gesturing and saying: [You, what do you want to ask?
】[In the past. 】Xiao Li wrote, "I just have to look at the past of this town. 】The coffin ghost glanced at Xiao Li steadily, put his hand on the side of his mouth, and coughed silently: [The mirror of prophecy is the future, and what is stored in the coffin is the past, if you want to see the picture of the past, you have to enter this coffin. 】Xiao Li reached out and pressed the bottom of the coffin, and found that there was a layer of soft cushion under the coffin, and it was soft when pressed, and the coffin ghost would enjoy it - and then he lay down.…… He literally just lay down in it.Other reincarnators: ???
What happened to Sherlock?!
Before Shui Shui pounced over and pulled Xiao Li out, the coffin board had already closed automatically, covering the coffin completely.Then the coffin ghost pressed the edge of the coffin, and it turned its ill-intentioned eyes to Qing Shui and the others.The inside of the coffin is dark and cramped, and this environment can easily lead to tension and despair.But Xiao Li was okay, he looked at the coffin board closed above his head, his expression did not change, he just pulled the corners of his mouth, and placed the mirror he was holding in his left hand on the coffin board.The mirror really had some connection to the coffin, and as soon as it touched the coffin board, it stuck to it.Xiao Li touched the mirror with his hand again and wrote the picture he wanted to see on the mirror, but the mirror still did not show it.Xiao Li rubbed his chin, since he toasted so much and didn't eat and drink, he pressed his mobile phone with one hand, pressed three QQ emoji candles in the mobile phone screen, and silently spit out an English word: [BloodyMary, Bloody——] Prophecy Mirror: "............"
It remembered the scene when he was broken by Bloody Mary in the previous prophecy picture.In the next second, the mirror of Erwuzi flashed, and the picture that Xiao Li wanted directly appeared.It was in the attic of the old house.The owner of the old mansion was about thirty years old, with a long beard, standing with his hands behind his back, watching his subordinates rummage through the baggage in the attic.Soon after, the servant took one of the packages out of the baggage, unfolded it, and respectfully placed it in front of the owner of the ancient house.There are costumes, rouge, makeup boxes, picture scrolls, pen and ink, and other things."
Is this what he left behind......
"The owner of the old house muttered as he picked through the parcels, and in the end he took out nothing but the whole bag.The next scene is that the children of the town are playing vigorously on the side of the road, and one child says loudly: "Mr. didn't stay in the church today, shall we go out to play?"
”As soon as he finished speaking, his expression was wrong, and he opened his mouth and tried to spit out another sentence, but he could only squeeze out the sound of "gurgling" from his throat.At this point, silence fell.And that's where the mirror picture ends.The Mirror of Prophecy was afraid that Xiao Li would misunderstand, and said: [Showing the past is not my strong point, I did my best. 】Xiao Li absentmindedly touched the edge of the mirror like a dog, and it was not the words of the mirror that made him trance, but the picture of the mirror just now - inside this coffin, it made a sound.But outside, the mirror is incredibly quiet.So is it because of this coffin?
Just like a coffin ghost stays in a coffin and the body does not decay, can it resist silence to a certain extent?
Or is it ......
Just as Xiao Li was pondering, the mirror picture suddenly changed again.It appeared a bed.A bed that Xiao Li was extremely familiar with, even the one he had just moved back to.The bed in his little apartment.With the appearance of this bed, Xiao Huangben was shocked, and a line of handwriting with luminous attributes read: [Since you have seen everything, why don't you take a look at your future by the way?
】Xiao Li: "............
I remember saying that I don't believe in prophecy. ”This time, Xiao Li spoke directly, but if it was really as he thought, speaking in this absolutely closed coffin was not considered a violation of taboos.Xiao Huang Ben said: [Actually, I don't believe it, but whatever I say will definitely become the future. 】Before Xiao Li could answer, Xiao Huangben, who said "everything that is said, will come true", continued: [I will stay on this bed in the future. 】[I will hold you in this bed.]At first, you were too hot and refused to let me hug you, but then I adjusted the temperature, and you felt cold and obediently got into my arms. 】…… It's still very warm.
[I want to hold you.] 】[Because I like you too much, sometimes I feel scared, what will happen if I can't hold you all the time.]Whenever this happens, I feel the urge to come directly to you, to be with you, to have you, but I have to be patient.Even though I've thought about you countless times in my dreams. 】…… It's not warm at all!
Xiao Li said, "......"
He couldn't think of anything he could say - he finally said, "Can I ask you a question?"
”Xiao Huangben: [What's the problem?]
】Xiao Li asked, "Who are you?"
”Xiao Huang Ben said: [Don't worry, you will know soon. 】After it showed these words, the Mirror of Prophecy shuddered and returned to its original darkness.Having lost the source of light, the entire interior of the coffin became very oppressive.Xiao Li closed his eyes, put his hands together on his chest, and experienced life in a coffin for two minutes.Then he opened his eyes with a "hiss" and pushed the coffin board above his head with his hand, but he really didn't push it.The boy moved, drew a scalpel from his sleeve, and said, "Make a multiple-choice question, do you want to let me out yourself, or do I chop you up as firewood and go out by myself—friendly reminder, if you choose the latter, your house will be gone." ”Ten seconds later, the coffin board opened tremblingly.As soon as Xiao Li came into contact with the light from the outside world, he squinted his eyes, propped himself up, and put away the scalpel.The coffin ghost was standing aside, staring at his coffin, not at all showing that it had just threatened the reincarnators.Xiao Li simply crawled out of the coffin, he patted the coffin ghost on the shoulder, and wrote a polite compliment on the white paper: [Your home is good. 】Coffin ghost: ".................."
Xiao Li reluctantly returned the Mirror of Prophecy to it and walked to Qing Shui's side: "Let's go. 】Qing Shui stopped talking and looked at Xiao Li again, then at the coffin ghost, and followed Xiao Li's side.After walking out of the hotel, Shimizu wrote on a piece of paper: [Sherlock, you just ......
How could you really lie in that coffin?
】He asked himself, if he really knew that there would be important clues in the coffin, he maybe, eighty percent, probably not lie in it.If something happens here, it will be buried alive.Xiao Li glanced at him: [En?
Comrade Shimizu, the focus of your thinking is a bit biased, why do I lie down in it, does it matter?
It doesn't matter, what matters is what I get. 】Shimizu: [............
No, I think it's important. 】Xiao Li: [Well, actually, I just want to experience it, curious. 】Shimizu: [............] - With such curiosity, are you a cat?
On the other side, the backyard of the hotel.The coffin ghost hugged the mirror, lay back in the coffin, and was about to leave again when it suddenly noticed that something was wrong.It looked at the coffin board, reached out to touch it, and let out a silent roar with angry eyes—because Xiao Li had carved a line of words on the coffin board: ......
Sherlock is here for a visit.() I wasn't born a European emperor