MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 258

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Although muttering inwardly, Xiao Li didn't demolish the mirage platform in front of a strange neighbor. Instead, he nodded and said: "Just like he said, we are a couple who just moved in."

Immediately under the overheated gaze of the youth, Xiao Li reluctantly added the last sentence: "...He is my husband."

Although the last two words were faint and almost inaudible, Shen Mirage's eyes lit up in an instant.

Upon seeing this, the man next door whispered "two men", then greeted perfunctorily: "Well, then, welcome to move in."

After finishing this sentence, he didn't mean to continue to exchange greetings with Xiao Li. He opened the door of his house with the key, kicked off the slippers on his feet after entering, and slammed the wooden door.

This room is an old-fashioned building, and the soundproofing is not good. Through the gate, Xiao Li can vaguely hear the man next door shouting after entering: "Dead lady, today's dinner? Why haven't you finished it yet?!"

Then there was a broken sound of something falling to the ground.

Soon there was no more movement.

Xiao Li retracted his gaze from the next room and walked into the open room in front of him.

The furnishings of this room are very simple. Perhaps because it is an old house, the layout is actually very similar to Xiao Li's real home in reality, except that the furniture is slightly different, and the walls are slightly yellow.

Shen Mirage closed the door behind him.

Xiao Li turned around in the room, then sat down on the sofa, looked at Shen Mirchi and said, "Don't explain, husband... father?"

When he called the last two words, his head tilted to the side, revealing a beautiful neck like a swan, and these two words seemed to be sent out from the tip of the tongue and against the teeth, with a half-point. Human meaning.

Shen Mirage squatted down, almost wanting to directly press the person under him on the sofa and kiss him hard. Finally, he bit his neck and made him cry with his head raised. He screamed like this--

But now is not a good time to do this, this is not the abyss, Xiao Li will not let him do whatever he wants.

The young man restrained himself. When he spoke again, his voice became a little bit muffled, and he pinched the face of the young man in front of him with his hands: "Don't you want to be a lover with me?"

Xiao Li hid for a while, didn't avoid it, and let him hold it, "You know I'm not talking about this."

Shen Mirage laughed and replied: "This is the realm of the corpse just as you think."

"There are fragments formed by chaotic power in its body, like when it blessed Sin Tian, ​​blessed its abilities, and brought you back to its memory."

"Here is its memory?" Xiao Li asked.

"Not necessarily." The young man gave a simulatable answer and never let go, "But it must be related to it, and we played the role of neighbors in its memory. I added a little bit of setting."

"What about the rest?"

"Upstairs, downstairs."

When Shen Mizhi was speaking, Xiao Li was so sticky. Feeling helpless, Xiao Li pulled Shen Mizhi's neckline and branded a soothing kiss on his lips: "Okay, don't move, ask you something. It."

Shen Mirage released his hand: "You ask."

"The time flow rate here is one to one?"

"No, it's similar to a copy here. After a week, only two seconds have passed in reality." Shen Mirage gently trimmed his hair. After a two-second pause, he suddenly changed his conversation and mentioned another matter. , "You are worried about reality. In fact, before the reality barrier shattered, my ability was limited and I was limited in what I could do, but—"

Xiao Li interrupted him: "Don't worry about it."

He whispered: "Human things are still left to us."

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was a knock on the door, and then a familiar female voice rang: "Excuse me, is anyone living here?"

Xiao Li recognized that this was Gong Mingming's voice.

He pushed Shen Mirage away and opened the door. It was Luoshan and Gong Mingming who stood at the door.

Seeing Xiao Li, Gong Ming obviously heaved a sigh of relief: "I found you. You two are here. Luo Shan and I live upstairs. I guessed that you should be nearby. There is no mobile phone communication here. You can only tap one by one. Open the door and ask."

Xiao Li stood up half of his body and said to the family next door: "That house is a stranger. This is a memory world of nameless corpses. I don't know if there are any residents like this on other floors, or we are these residents. ."

Gong Mingming reacted instantaneously: "Like a memory world? What is the flow of time here? If we delay here for a few days, we go out again, maybe the reality has become a copy."

"Dungeon flow rate." Xiao Li said. Although the time is not urgent, he still wants to end it as soon as possible. He left the room and walked down the stairs, "Go down first to see if there are other strangers."

Wang Huai, Ye Zeqing, Ye Lingshi and others are downstairs of Xiao Li’s floor. The entire building has five floors. Xiao Li lives on the fourth floor. The floors below are empty, knocking on the door one by one but no one In response, there was no way out at the security door on the ground floor of the entire building, and the memory of the entire nameless corpse was confined between these floors.

I can’t go out, but I don’t need to worry about the food. Everyone found a lot of food in their rooms, including instant noodles and bread.

Eventually everyone stayed in the living room of Xiao Li’s room. Wang Huai first took out a prop. It was a model similar to a human ear, except that there was a mouth at the base of the ear. This time he introduced it before Xiao Li asked. : "The ear of an eavesdropper can amplify the sound in the area."

He tried to use this item, but was told by his mission book that it could not be used.

Wang Huai took it back: "It seems that this memory copy is not the same, and it is impossible to use props."

"Well, there are no other residents here, there are only two possibilities," Gong Mingming recorded his words with a voice recorder. "One, they heard the knock on the door, but they didn't dare to open the door and didn't dare to respond. Two, we played the memory of an unknown corpse The role of a'neighbor' in the country."

"And the family next door to Sherlock may be the source of the unknown corpse, or the real murderer, there is no clue."

"We still have to start with them to extract more flaws."

"But I think it's still—

When they were vying to chat, suddenly there was another yelling from the next room, this time the voice was louder, and a man shouted angrily: "Cry, you know crying, you cry Nima cry, annoying It's dead, just as annoying as your cheap son. You shut up and shut him up. I have to eat!"

Accompanied by the sound of babies crying, women's sobbing, several sounds mixed together, it is really annoying.

Wang Huai said, "Knock on the door in the past?"

There is indeed nothing happening now, but he is not used to passively waiting. There may be more dangers at night. It is better to find out more news as soon as possible on the first day.

Because Gong Mingming herself is relatively sociable, the task of proactive negotiation fell on her. She knocked on the door of the next room, and no one answered for the first time. She knocked twice again, and there was a sound in the room. sound.

Before the door opened, a man's muttering voice came first: "Damn, it's not reassuring to have a meal, who?"

The man wore a white vest and stepped on gray slippers. His figure was quite strong, and his exposed arms were full of tendons.

After seeing a bunch of strangers at the door, and a beautiful girl at the head, the man constrained a bit: "Who are you and what are you here for?"

"Oh, we are the residents downstairs. I want to visit your house. Isn't this easy to get along with in the future." Gong Mingming said hello with a smile.

"Why are so many newly moved?" the man said, "Okay, there is no need to say hello."

"Let's get to know, what do you call it?"

"...Fu Jianlin." The man reluctantly replied, "What about you?"

Gong Mingming replied with a few random names: "Lin Ming, Zhao Chen...We are from the same company. The staff dormitory is decorated and the company pays to rent together."

"Old Fu, who are they? The child is already asleep..."

Maybe it was because the man was too long at the door. A woman came over behind her. Her hair was fluffy like a straw on top of her head. She was wearing a simple loose T-shirt, which had been washed white, and she had a lot of her legs. The scar has now healed, but left a deep mark.

She looked at the door and asked Fu Jianlin timidly.

"You don't know that they are neighbors at home every day?" the man yelled at her angrily.

Gong Mingming saw the woman and quickly said: "This is your wife?"

"Hello, I'm a new neighbor..." She introduced herself to the woman again intact, but the woman didn't answer her directly, she turned to look at Fu Jianlin.

Fu Jianlin waved his hand impatiently: "Is there anything she knows well, there is no need, I will close the door if it's okay, and have to eat."

Gong Mingming wanted to lobby for a few more words, but Fu Jianlin had already closed the door and didn't plan to pay any attention to them.

Looking at the closed wooden door, Xiao Li concluded: "Husbands who are prone to domestic violence, battered wives, unlucky babies."

"The three elements are complete." Ye Zeqing said, "Baby...I think that nameless female corpse is probably the wife inside."

***

Since the reincarnations knocked on the door, the next door was really quiet for a while, and there was no more shouting.

The floor is very quiet.

Compared to the world of Sintian, the rhythm here is obviously slower, at least until now, everyone has not encountered any life or death crisis.

Everyone ate instant noodles in the living room of Xiao Li's house and fell into the discussion again. Watching the time passing by minute by minute, Shen Mirage stood in the living room and suddenly said: "It's late."

Ye Zeqing raised his head, he didn't understand what the other party meant: "...Huh? It's not too late, it's not ten o'clock."

Shen Mirage did not look at him. He looked straight at Xiao Li, his light-colored eyes were bottomless, and he repeated: "It's late."

The tone was flat and straightforward, but Xiao Li stroked his forehead to translate for him: "He means, it's late now, you can leave, he wants to sleep."

Ye Zeqing: "..."

"No, wait, we don't sleep here?!" he blurted out.

Isn't this the default? At this kind of time, everyone will live together, and this place is closest to the source of the nameless corpse next door...?

"Why sleep?" Wang Huai stood up, hinted by the goddess of the night, he knew the origin of Shen Mirage best, he kicked Ye Zeqing, "Go back, wait for Sherlock to take us to lie down and win."

Xiao Li: "..."

This group of people came quickly and walked quickly, and they approached the door quite interestingly, and soon there were only two of them left.

The dim lights of the old house were scattered all over the floor.

Shen Mirage walked over, hugged him tightly, and said faintly, "I don't want to sleep, I want to stay with you for a while."

"alone."

He added.

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Today is also a sticky little yellow book.

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