I Wasn't Born Lucky

Under the threat of the female scissors with a gap, the writer ghost let go of his hand from the heart, and opened the distance from the computer. The shape stretches up and down, as if it is constantly praising the beauty of the slit girl.

With a slight movement of the giant giant scissors, Ghost Writer pressed the sides of the scissors with his drawn right hand.

The Gap Girl tried a little, impatiently, to draw her weapon back, and was about to leave.

But before she left, she thought of what Sherlock said just now, and the tip of the scissors moved slightly——

The writer ghost clasped his hands together in horror, his index fingers intersected, his thumbs against his thumbs, and he made a love heart with the gap girl.

Gap Girl: "..."

With a click, she cut off the long fingernail of the writer ghost's middle finger.

White debris fell on the carpet, and its middle finger nail was sunken in just like that, mixed among the five fingers, which looked extremely uncoordinated.

The Gap Girl didn't seem interested in making a guest appearance as the manicurist of the writer's ghost, so she cut off one finger of her middle finger and disappeared into the room.

While the writer ghost was stroking his middle finger back and forth with the other hand, Xiao Li took the laptop in front of it, and the interface on the computer screen was the web version of the "His and Her" novel. The writer ghost before was replying to the comments.

He moved the mouse, clicked on the author's background, and entered the editing interface of this article. That article was still in the last chapter just updated.

But the strange thing is that the author ID in the background of the update page is blank, and I don't know if it's Sintian's own settings, or some kind of hint.

Xiao Li clicked on the "Update New Chapter" page, and a dialog box for adding a new article popped up, with both hands resting on the keyboard, without typing.

Wang Huai was busy taking pictures of the self-pitying writer ghost over there. Compared with this boss who suddenly awakened his photography addiction, Ye Lingshi and the other three were more concerned about whether they could leave the house. Beside the table, looking at the scene, tentatively asked: "Are you going to continue writing?"

Xiao Li: "Yes, if this is the world of novels, then using the original author's account to write is the easiest way to end it."

"Then why don't you hurry up and start writing?" Ye Ziye urged, and he gave an ending, "Just write the following text casually, right? For example, the administrators successfully found a solution and left Xiao Wu's room."

"There must be a reasonable plot development, so that this ending will not be so abrupt..."

Xiao Li habitually tapped on the keyboard with his fingers, and then wrote immediately after the last chapter: [After reading those strange and distant comments, Kou Tian was also a little lonely when he finished laughing.

He suddenly had an idea in his heart. He didn't want others to continue writing his novel. It felt like his child was not only taken away by a stranger, but the child only recognized that stranger. He wanted to follow his own The idea continues.

This kind of thinking is so strong that even though Kou Tianming knew that his writing was not as good as that strange continuation writer, he still chose to open the next chapter. He continued to write:

"The group of administrators who replaced Xiao Wu entered this room, but they did not give up. They have been looking for a way to survive. In fact, the way to survive is very simple, that is—"

When Kou Tian wrote this, he got stuck again. After all, Xiao Wu's story was not written by him, but by that strange continuation writer, so his already rigid thinking could not reach the other party's thinking at all.

Abandoning the update now is the best choice, but Kou Tian fell into that kind of stubbornness at this time, he must update, in the end he forcibly found a bull's head, and even got sprayed for illogical reasons :

"That is to break Xiao Wu's cycle, cut off the Mobius ring, exert influence on the author, and through influence on me, they successfully left this room."

Kou Tian pressed update and set this chapter to be released in 5 minutes. 】

After Xiao Li finished writing, he also set the chapter he wrote to be published in 5 minutes.

He exited the backstage: "Wait and see."

Sun Jiaming slapped himself on the head: "I'm going to be confused by this bunch of Kou Tian, ​​Sin Tian, ​​and Xiao Wu. I feel like I'm writing in Chinese."

"What about this handwriting ghost?" Ye Lingshi straightened up and looked at the hand that had left the computer beside him.

The handwriting ghost clasped his hands together, shook spiritually at the reincarnated person in front of him, and made a gesture of salutation.

"boom--"

At this moment, the glass was filled with water by Xiao Wu, and the glass on the edge of the table suddenly fell to the ground with a loud noise, hot water splashed, and glass shards scattered all over the floor.

Ye Lingshi's face, which was still good before, changed: "The invisible guest in Xiao Wu's house is still there?"

"Leave him alone, we'll wait for 5 minutes." Ye Ziye waited wholeheartedly for the update of the novel, and soon, as they waited anxiously, 5 minutes passed in a flash, and the new chapter was released.

Xiao Li immediately reached out to touch the computer, but this time the computer seemed to be dead, stuck on the previous page, no matter how much he tapped, he couldn't move it.

What's more, when he was about to give up calling Wang Huai, the computer crashed and the screen went black.

At the same time, the writer ghost who had been by the side also disappeared, just like Xiao Wu was silent at that time.

Seeing this, Ye Lingshi couldn't help feeling an ominous premonition in his heart. He quickly lowered his head and took out his phone to enter the page of the novel.

[No1 netizen updated today, comment: Today is the third update? !Is this still my sinful day of never adding updates every day? 】

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Ye Lingshi bought the content of that chapter, clicked in, browsed quickly, and said in a deep voice, "The content has changed."

It is completely different from the chapter that Xiao Li posted from the backend of the computer. After it was posted, it seemed to have changed, as if it had been rewritten. From the mobile phone, the update of this chapter looks like this:

[Kou Tian looked at his novel in surprise. He found that today's continuation writer had written the third update. He lay on the bed with anticipation, and looked forward to the third update:

The administrators who entered the room to replace Xiao Wu encountered a dilemma. They could feel the tapering time. Unlike Xiao Wu, they had more experience in dealing with this situation.

The leaders are trying to figure out a way out of the cycle, they are promising, but they fail miserably when they come close to success.

They sat in the living room, and the atmosphere of depression spread in it.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

One, two, broke the silence.

One of the young men with glasses adjusted his glasses and came to the door in a panic.

This is an old-fashioned house, and there are no peepholes on the wooden door. He couldn't see the outside, so he could only boldly rush outside and ask, "Who is it?"

No one responded.

He communicated with the rest of the administrators for a while, and finally decided to open the wooden door a little. Looking through the crack, there was nothing outside, only the iron door that was closed earlier, and the thick layer of dust at the door...

--wrong!

There is one thing that was not there before. Rows of footprints appeared on this layer of dust!

Someone was standing at the door, and it was "he" who rang the bell, but he couldn't see him.

The young man with glasses was startled, he quickly closed the door with a "snap", and then said something to his companions.

After closing the door, he felt anxious. He always had the illusion that the room had been invaded, but after thinking about it, it should be an illusion. He never opened the door wide. It is so small that outside guests should not be able to enter.

However, these administrators couldn't see that a group of invisible guests had entered the room, and they were sitting or standing listening to them.

It is even more impossible for them to know that these invisible guests are actually themselves.

In the dead silence, the invisible guests stood up from the sofa, "they" accidentally knocked down the table, and one of them fell hard on the glass shards, but it didn't matter, "they" were Get ready for bed and sleep.

Administrators, please read my advice carefully, you must be careful, or when "they" wake up, it will be you. 】

When Wang Huai saw the last sentence, he raised his eyebrows high: "Changed the angle of view."

The story perspective of the continuation writer has changed from third person to second person, which proves that the ghost who wrote the story is still hiding behind the scenes and has been observing in secret.

In the presence, the only young man wearing glasses was Ye Ziye. Seeing himself appearing in the update of the novel, he adjusted his glasses habitually: "There will be a doorbell next? If we don't open the door, they can still Come in?"

Ye Lingshi: "I think it's useless, as long as the author updates another chapter, saying that these guests will teleport, then they will appear directly in front of us—"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud "Ding Dong!" from outside.

Ye Ziye stared at the wooden door hesitantly, as if his sight could penetrate it: "Should I go?"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Li stood up, and he opened the wooden door straight away. The wooden door hit the wall, and the walls fell from the top of his head.

"Welcome." He dragged out the tone, and the ending sound rose, and it sounded malicious.

Ye Ziye: "..."

There was no one at the door, only footprints in the dust proved the arrival of these guests.

Xiao Li counted five times silently in his heart, then closed the door with a "snap", and asked the air in a tone full of false enthusiasm: "Do you want some tea?"

"Don't drink? All right, if you want to drink, make it yourself." He played a one-man show, and his acting skills were once very realistic.

Even Ye Lingshi couldn't help asking: "...Did you really see it?"

"No." Xiao Li said, "But the guests have come, it's impolite not to entertain them like this."

He sat back on the sofa again, but not long after, as time and progress progressed, on the way from the living room to the master bedroom, a loud sound came, and the entire table was knocked half a meter away, and then Then came the sound of heavy objects hitting the floor!

Everything reflects the plot in the novel.

An unseen guest has fallen.

Ye Lingshi looked at this scene, he jumped up, holding the charm in his hand, he did not use it without authorization, maintaining this posture, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and asked Xiao Li: "Do you want to prevent them from falling asleep?"

Or prevent these invisible selves from entering the room?

The uninvited guests did not cry out in pain, so the reincarnations did not know their exact location.

Xiao Li bypassed the pool of glass shards and the overturned table on the ground, unscrewed the door of the master bedroom, walked in first, and pressed the switch of the light on the wall.

Compared with the second bedroom, the space in the master bedroom is twice as large. The most conspicuous thing is the double bed in the center. He didn't see it clearly before due to lighting problems, but now he realized that the sheets and quilts were all white.

The sheets and quilt covers of ordinary people will always have some patterns, not to mention the girly Sailor Moon sheets in the second bedroom, even the old lady will have corresponding old-fashioned florals, but the sheets in the master bedroom of this house are all white.

Right in front of Xiao Li's eyes, the originally flat sheet gradually protruded outward like a blown balloon, and a "herringbone"-shaped object lay so stiffly and upright under the quilt.

There was no spectacular sight of five people lying in a row like Wang Huai said, but this time there was only one person.

The other guests remained invisible, and only one chose to go to bed.

Ye Lingshi followed Xiao Li as he approached the bed. Seeing that the figure on the bed became more and more obvious, and the whole master bedroom became darker and colder, it seemed like...

mortuary.

They were standing in the morgue, and the corpse in front of them was covered with a white cloth that symbolized their identity.

And the one under the white cloth is one of them.

When Ye Lingshi thought of this, Xiao Li beside him stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth without hesitation.

What appeared in front of everyone was Ye Ziye's face.

Ye Ziye under the white quilt did not wear the iconic pair of glasses. He closed his eyes tightly, with a peaceful expression, and even the acne scar next to the nose was very restored. This is Ye Ziye himself, even if he stood together, no one would be able to tell the difference.

This person who looks exactly like Ye Ziye is not breathing, has no heartbeat, and lies here with a cold body.

"This is me...?! I will be the next one to die?" Ye Ziye tried his best to control his emotions, he swallowed the sobs rising from his throat again, and comforted himself, "It's okay, we still have time, We can leave."

Ye Lingshi came to his side and hugged the collateral descendant of his family comfortingly: "Calm down."

Ye Ziye nodded, at least he is a senior reincarnator, although he never thought that he would be in reality, but at this moment he could only face it, he rubbed his nose: "Now that we know it's me, what should we do? How to wake him up?"

Xiao Li walked to the other side of the bed, reached out and opened the closet, then closed it again.

Sun Jiaming's expression was also not good. He gathered around the person on the bed: "He is not asleep, he is dead. Can a dead body be called asleep? How do you wake up a dead body?"

Ye Ziye tried his best to stay calm at first, but now that he said this, he said in a trembling voice: "Then I am doomed?"

"Besides, I don't think we can do anything to this corpse," Wang Huai said, adding fuel to the fire. He stretched out his hand to measure its breathing, and pulled the quilt over its head again. "After all, what we are doing to it now, Tomorrow it will be returned to you in full."

"Of course, the premise is that we are still there." He added.

"No solution?" Ye Ziye held onto the doorframe tightly with his hand, and then supported himself from falling, "But, there must be a way—"

He just wanted to say that "the dungeon will not arrange absolutely unsolvable tasks", but suddenly remembered that it is in reality now, not in the dungeon mission at all, what will happen in reality, everything may not be known.

On the one hand, the ghosts in reality are not as "battle-hardened" and full of resentment as in the copy, but on the other hand, there are no constraints here.

The young man's face turned pale, and the nasolabial folds on both sides of his cheeks drooped deeper.

Except for the voices of the few of them, there is no noise from the outside world, not even a few birdsong, and the natural circulation of the air. This is an independent and closed environment, so quiet that people can almost hear their own voices. Tinnitus.

While they were discussing, Xiao Li rummaged through the closet and other places over there. He squatted down and was about to check the kung fu under the bed when the mobile phone that had been stuffed on his body suddenly vibrated.

In this position, with his knees on the floor, he first looked at the empty bed, then turned on the screen and found that it was a message from Shen Mizhi.

Shen Mizhi: [I'll pick you up. 】

In this message, Shen Mizhi expressed dissatisfaction with the little black cat sleeping on Xiao Li's bed: 【It often sleeps here like this? 】

What replied him was a message Xiao Li sent him while waiting for a taxi, saying that he and other people came to Shili Road to deal with supernatural events, so that Shen Mizhi could not find him and ran downstairs to blow his breath. cold wind.

but……

Can I receive news from the outside world here?There is absolutely no signal in the copy.

Xiao Li: 【No, I'll be back soon. 】

He clicked send, put away his phone, turned around, and met Wang Huai's face, which was so close, and almost missed.

Xiao Li leaned back to avoid hitting Wang Huai's nose. His elbow hit the floor firmly, and he gasped in pain: "What are you doing?"

Wang Huai stretched out his hand to pull him up: "Let me see what you are doing, why are you guilty, you reacted so badly, boyfriend Chagang?"

Xiao Li: "...not a boyfriend."

Wang Huai was obviously willing to blackmail himself, and he said with great dedication: "You think I will believe it? If this matter spreads again, you will meet me at night and accidentally get involved in this incident, while your boyfriend is outside Waiting foolishly."

"You'd better not mention me, to avoid suspicion."

Xiao Li: "..."

After a short silence, he tried to bring the topic back on track: "I'm looking for something."

"What?" It was Ye Ziye who spoke, he was the most anxious one, and he was also the one who cared the most about the solution.

Xiao Li's eyes searched every inch of the master bedroom: "I don't know, maybe it's a computer, maybe a notebook, maybe a pen, but it must be related to the novel."

"What do you mean?"

Xiao Li's hands kept moving. He opened the drawer and poured out all the odds and ends inside. He found a few ballpoint pens, hair ties, and sunscreen.

"As I said before, the point is not how to wake up the guest who looks like your corpse, but the novel."

"I divide this novel into three layers."

"The first layer is reality. It is the novel written by the author Sin Tian, ​​and it is also the update we have been seeing on our mobile phones, "His and Her."

"The second layer is the horror novel that was updated after "His and Her" came back. The protagonist in it is Kou Tian. Kou Tian's home has received invisible guests. He wrote his inspiration into a novel, which attracted sequel writers. "

"We can boldly guess that the so-called continuation writer is actually the original author, Sin Tian."

"The third layer is the novel written by Kou Tian. The world written by the continuation writer, from the world view to Xiao Wu's existence, is the bottom layer and the inner layer of the inner layer."

"If Xiao Wu can also write novels, maybe we will see the fourth and fifth floors, but fortunately, there are only three floors here."

"It's just that these three floors are all in the same place, that is this room. Sin Tian writes in this room, Kou Tian also in this room, and Xiao Wu even more."

"But these floors are not fixed, they will fluctuate randomly over time, just like when we first met Xiao Wu and saw two of her corpses in the master bedroom, we are on the third floor." Xiao Li said slowly. He said that after flipping through the master bedroom, he went to the second bedroom, "And we found that Xiao Wu appeared in the update of Sin Tian. When she disappeared suddenly, we entered the second floor. There was nothing to wear in the master bedroom." , while Kou Tian is answering his comments in front of the laptop."

"As for why Kou Tian only has one pair of hands, I have to ask Sin Tian. Maybe it is to make up for the regret that his writing speed is too slow, so Kou Tian is set up as a tool ghost for coding." Xiao Li speculated without authorization, " Closer to home, we shuttled through the three-story novel, but there must be something that followed us, and that was Sintian himself, or the props he used to write the text..."

When he said this, Ye Ziye suddenly became excited, and he followed Xiao Li to rummage through the boxes.

Compared with Xiao Li, his actions were much rougher. Those storage boxes placed in the second bedroom were directly dismantled and dumped on the sheets without leaving any traces.

It even includes the toilet, under the papyrus, flipping through the toilet reading materials, and the kitchen and so on.

Tan Li even rolled up a stack of A4 paper with his hair, and put it aside after seeing Xiao Li shaking his head.

No, no, no.

In just two hours, five men scoured every inch of the floor in this old house so big that they nearly lifted the mattress.

Among them, the notebook computer and an old-fashioned notebook that are the most suspected have been turned over and over many times.

Ye Ziye said dejectedly: "Could it be that our direction is wrong?"

He didn't attribute the mistake to Sherlock, but embraced it together.

Xiao Li grabbed a handful of hair, and he sat cross-legged on the cool floor like this, turned on his phone, and when he refreshed the web page, he found that Sin Tian had updated another chapter five seconds ago!

[NO1 netizen comment: Damn, it’s the fourth update, is this really the sinful day that is short, weak, and broken? 】

[NO2 netizen comments: Although, this chapter is so short, it only has 1 coin. 】

update content:

[It's been a long time, but the administrators are still looking for the so-called key props in the old house. They are looking for the coordinates, but do the coordinates really exist?

Or is that thing actually there somewhere they'll never find it?

They were wasting time, for as the day drew nearer, the intruder in the bed would wake, and when he did, one of them would fall asleep in his place.

--forever. 】

Ye Ziye gripped the phone tightly, and he buried himself even more frantically in the process of looking for something.

Where you'll never find it.

Xiao Li didn't move, he repeated this sentence in his heart, suddenly like lightning pierced the night, he suddenly understood where the so-called coordinates were.

He waved at the others: "Take out the mission book and mobile phone."

"What?" Sun Jiaming asked blankly.

"In the fusion of several layers of space, there is one thing that is like the zero point of the coordinate axis, which is unshakable and almost never found, ourselves."

"If sin is on us..." Xiao Li didn't finish.

The others had already taken out their workbooks, mobile phones, and other things from their bodies. Xiao Li flipped through them one by one. Finally, he held down Sun Jiaming's workbook, and pulled out a stack of light yellow paper from the tumbling pages. .

These papers are very similar to the papers that come with the mission book, and they are even more indistinguishable after being clipped in. However, after being pulled out like this, handwriting keeps appearing automatically and being erased completely. It looks like a piece of paper. blank paper.

That is, the moment this piece of paper was clipped out, subtle changes occurred in the whole house, the air began to circulate, and the sound of cars speeding past on the elevated road came from outside the window.

A light blue halo came out of the paper in Xiao Li's hand, it was so inconspicuous, as if some kind of dazzling illusion, got into his pocket.

And this piece of paper also wanted to run away, but Xiao Li held it tightly in his palm: "What do you want?"

he asked the others.

"No no no." Ye Ziye shook his head quickly.

But Ye Lingshi was a little moved, but a gentleman does not take what others like, this matter was settled by Sherlock, he would not take the spoils, and he also refused: "You just keep it, and let your little Huang Ben release it." together."

Congratulations to Sherlock's collection cabinet again.

He thought to himself.

Xiao Li clamped it in the little yellow book. He faintly saw a line added to the little yellow book. He didn't read it carefully, and closed the page directly: "Let's go."

This old house is still the same, but everything is covered with dust, not only the door, but also the floor and sofa. It seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, and the floor is full of footprints left by everyone.

This is what it looks like in reality.

Everyone pushed open the iron door, and the stairs that had not been seen for a long time reappeared, facing this family, like a passage leading to the present world.

Xiao Li took advantage of the night to go down the fourth floor, and was confined in that small room for a full three hours. At this moment, he re-integrated into the night, and his remaining drowsiness disappeared without a trace.

He hadn't made up his mind on how to go back, he was debating whether to hail a taxi again or just give Ye Lingshi a ride with them, when he saw the familiar Maybach in the corner.

The young man in the car was wearing a knee-length black windbreaker. He had a cold aura, but the moment he saw him, his brows and eyes softened slightly.

Xiao Li tilted his head and admired him for a while, the alienation between his eyebrows was diluted a lot: "I said you don't need to come here."

Shen Mizhi stared at him, with a slight curve on his lips, "Mmm."

He chuckled in a low voice, with a sultry hoarseness, "But I want to see you."

Xiao Li's eyes softened, he blinked, but did not speak.

Shen Mizhi took advantage of the situation and reached out to shake the other person's hand, with an imperceptible clinginess: "Besides, I don't like to hand over your affairs to others."