Outside the hotel, the torrential rain that had been pouring out the fire had turned into moderate rain, and the street floor, which had been dried out by the morning sun, was drenched again.The reincarnators did not bring umbrellas, so they could only walk sideways under the eaves of the shops along the road as much as possible to ensure that most of them were protected.
Body.
The body is not wet.Xiao Li wrote down the past scenes he saw in the coffin and told the others, which provoked discussions among the reincarnations.Shimizu wrote thoughtfully: "So the silence in this village is related to the inheritance of the grandfather of the owner of the ancient house.But the mirror didn't give any more information, and it seemed that the key clue was still inside the ancient mansion. 】[And the costumes are very problematic......]
Qing Shui has made up a terrifying picture in his brain with his years of experience in watching horror movies - in the middle of the night when no one is around, the moonlight is dim, and the beautiful but weird costume is hung on the hanger.There was no one in the room, the doors and windows were tightly closed, but the costume was windless.The edges of the costume were originally drooping, but suddenly, its water sleeves gradually arched, and an arm stretched out, as if an invisible person had put on the costume, thus beginning the silence.After passing a short distance in front of the hotel, Xiao Li suddenly turned back to the house diagonally opposite the hotel.The door to the dwelling, which had been half-concealed when they had just come out of the hotel, had been shut, and it seemed that its owner had returned from outside.Xiao Li took a few steps back, he looked up at the rain above his head, looked back and took out the small bench in the hotel again, and put it on his head in the same way.Although this would prevent some of the rain from hitting his head, it still couldn't stop a small amount of rain from eroding his clothes.Xiao Li came to the door of the old man's house, he first pushed the door with his hand, and found that the door was bolted behind the door, but the old man did not enter the house, he just stood behind the door, as if he expected the reincarnation to return.In the rain, the paper can easily get wet, so Xiao Li switched to a mobile phone.
[Uncle, why have you been following us?
】Qing Shui followed him, standing beside Xiao Li, and also saw him ask a straightforward question, the young man frowned, he thought to himself that Sherlock didn't seem to know much about the skill of asking, so direct ordinary residents would not answer, or they had to go step by step......
The old man's cloudy eyes met the words, and he shook his head slowly but surely.This kind of body language may be an answer, or it may be a refusal to talk, but Xiao Li understands the former.That is denial.The old man denied that he was following Xiao Li and the others, but he clearly followed them all the time, from the periphery of the ancient mansion last night to the street that appeared in the prophecy today, there was the figure of this old man.Leaving behind the reincarnations, only Xiao Li will appear in these places, Xiao Li pressed on his mobile phone again: [You are not following us, is it the ghost?
】When he asked, the old man reacted, he was no longer like a walking corpse, and the muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably.The old man opened his mouth and he was naked.
The exposed mouth is the same as the hotel owner, a black hole, he has no tongue, he said silently: "I'm waiting for it......]
Wait for it, wait for the ghost who will only take away the source of the sound and the face?
Xiao Li frowned, he still wanted to continue to ask the old man some details, but since revealing this information, the old man refused to give a response, he seemed to think that the conversation was meaningless, bent down to put away the umbrella, and wanted to enter the room.At the moment when the old man turned around, Xiao Li raised his mobile phone and waved at him silently.The old man glanced back, only to see a sentence displayed on the screen of the mobile phone: [Do you still have an extra umbrella over there?]
We didn't have an umbrella and it was difficult to walk. 】Old man: "............"
It was the first time he had seen an outsider who calmly asked him to borrow an umbrella.The old man didn't have much hostility towards the reincarnations, otherwise he wouldn't have written a note to remind them when they met for the first time, so after he entered the house, he still found a few umbrellas and handed them to Xiao Li.Thank you. 】Xiao Li waved his mobile phone, turned around and put the small bench back, and held up the umbrella.He gave the others another umbrella and stepped into the rain.Qing Shui covered his phone with an umbrella and glanced back at the room faintly.Lance had just listened to Qing Shui's translation, and the European and American person wrote without much understanding: "He is waiting for that ghost?
Is this his faith?
】Shimizu: [Maybe the 'it' in his mouth is just a pronoun, in case he means death?]
He's had enough of this life, so he wants to get rid of ......
[But are you sure that what he and the hotel owner said is true?]
They weren't saying to each other that the other was dead. 】[If their words are correct, then now they are all ghosts......
[But for some reason, they have a special feature, they did not die directly, but became creatures such as earthbound spirits, and they have no ill will towards humans, but they have been bound to the land of death, so they want to seek liberation. 】Xiao Li watched their analysis, he didn't interject, his eyes passed through the edge of the black umbrella, and looked at the horizon in the distance.The rain was heavier.In the ancient house, it was still raining outside the window, and the sound of rain was dull.Samsaras generally don't like heavy rain, heavy rain means gloom and impaired mobility, but in this dungeon world, the sound of rain is instead a cover-up, it will mask a lot of sounds.After returning to the ancient house, AK47 originally wanted to find a room with a bed to put Park so-kim, but Xiao Li chose the study, so he put Park so-kin off his back, let her lean on the chair next to the study, and found a rope to tie Park so-kim's arms and the back of the chair together.Xiao Li also moved a chair and sat opposite Park so-kim, patiently waiting for Park so-kin to wake up.Qing Shui and the others were not there, so they chose to go to the attic where the Mirror of Prophecy appeared to look for clues, so there were only two people left in the study at present, Xiao Li and AK47.While waiting for Park so-jin to wake up, Xiao Li kept staring at the painting in the center in a daze.The peach tree in the painting is so lifelike that it occupies a large piece of paper, and just looking at this painting seems to be able to see the real scene in the backyard.I don't know how long it took, there was movement on Park so-kim's side, she frowned as if she was uncomfortable, and then opened her eyes.At first, she didn't react, she only felt that the back of her neck was very sore, and she couldn't move, but soon the memory returned to her mind, she looked at Xiao Li with round eyes, and said one by one with her mouth: [I......
Is this a breaking of the prophecy?
】Xiao Li shook his head.Prophecy is not so simple that it can be broken.They could only delay the prophecy, but as long as the reincarnators returned to that street again in the next few days and let Park so-Kim die there, it could be corrected.If nothing else, the ghost will come back for a second round.Park so-kin glimpsed one or two from his expression, and her lips were pale at this time, and she said silently: [That......
So what do we do next?
】Xiao Li took his eyes off Park Xiujin's face and looked at the painting: [You have to work hard, tie it up first and see how it will come next time. 】Park so-kin didn't want to accept this decision, this kind of guinea pig-like role is often played by plot characters, and the mortality rate is extremely high, but what she can't help is that she has already made a voice to break the silence - if Xiao Li lets go of her, she may fall into a state of being stunned again and tear her own face, so she chooses to accept and cooperate.AK47 is in charge of watching over her, including but not limited to trivial tasks such as knocking Park so-Kim out again at a critical moment, or feeding her peaches.Towards the end of the evening, Shimizu and the others hurried back.Xiao Li was looking at his predecessor's painting book with his hands behind his back, he felt the movement behind him and turned his head.Qing Shui was carrying a furoshiki in his hand, he put the furoshiki shell in the corner, and wrote on the desk: "There is nothing, the things on it are gone.The attic was empty except for some clutter, and I saw one on the floor and brought it back. 】[We went not only to the attic, but also to other parts of the old house, but found nothing else. 】Lance added.Shimizu came to Park so-kim: [How are you feeling, are you okay?]
】Park Xiujin had no hands and couldn't write, she looked at the clear water in front of her with a tense body, and could only say silently: [Anything else is okay, but the hands are about to be wasted, can you change your posture?]
】Qing Shui didn't know if he understood what she meant, so he reached out and pinched Park Xiujin's shoulder: [Insist. 】Park so-kim: "......" time turned to night.This time, the others did not choose to go back to their respective rooms to sleep, but chose to transfer the tied Park so-Kim to a relatively large bedroom, while the others set up a bunk with futon.Since Park so-Kim was the first person to die in the prophecy, theoretically speaking, as long as she was alive, the people behind her would be safe for the time being, so the others did not have much of a mental struggle.Late at night, they adopted the method of taking turns on duty, changing people every two hours, and the first to stand guard was Qing Shui.Xiao Li is the second post.The first half of the night was quiet, only the sound of rain was the only sound in this world.The third post after Xiao Li was Lance, the exorcist who had been woken up from his sleep and sat quietly in his room.There was an oil lamp lit in the room, one of the trophies they had scoured around the mansion.The flame of the oil lamp was thin, but it was better than nothing, supporting half of the light in the bedroom, reflecting the rain outside, and casting a faint shadow on the wall.Lance had been woken up from a dream, and he hadn't slept much the night before, so he couldn't help but feel a little sleepy after half an hour.Sleepy, he struggled to pinch himself, then pulled out a small bottle from his wide pocket.He unscrewed the cap, put it under his nose, and sniffed inside.This is a bottle of gas that he prepared in advance, just smelling it is enough to stimulate the brain and make people completely sober.Lance put away the vial, took a deep breath, and looked around.The others were sleeping deeply, breathing quietly, and so did Park so-kim, resting his head on a pillar on the side, and although he was not sleeping so peacefully, he was breathing evenly.The same is true by the window, where the sound of rain and wind is continuous, and the occasional leaf falls.Everything was ordinary, except - the face on the window.The rain hit the window, blurring the rouge on the tail of the face's eyes, but it could be glimpsed that it was lying outside the window and peeking at the reincarnations.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Xiaoli: Voyeurism is not what a good girl should do.() I wasn't born a European emperor