The stranger stood at the door of Xiao Li's house. He looked at the security door in front of him, and his eyes showed a hint of coldness that was not easy to detect.
With the red powder in his hand, he made a simple mark on the wall next to the security door.
Then he took out a master key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, and the security door opened.
The stranger walked into the living room and quickly glanced at the general facilities in the room - the warm yellow light was on in the bathroom, the sound of water was flowing uninterruptedly, and conversations were heard from time to time.
"Don't want to take a shower yet? Look at your dirty, after washing it, don't you become..." Xiao Li paused, looking for a suitable adjective, "Is the black more pure?"
Little Black Cat: "… Meow Meow Meow Meow!"
... This is the end of the pig screaming in anger.
In its short cat life, the previous hostess did not give it a bath due to lack of resources, and even less after becoming a stray cat. This is the first time that it has been rubbed in such a large area, and it feels like it is under the belly. Cool.
Xiao Li tried to appease it: "Okay, you are not black, you are white, you are a little white cat, I will call you Xiaobai in the future."
Xiaobai: "... Meow!"
The stranger in the living room quietly listened to the sound from the bathroom for a while. After the little black cat made a meow, he lowered his head and took out an astrolabe from his arms, and fiddled with the pointer of the astrolabe with his fingers. An index plummeted.
He looked at the index on the astrolabe and thought to himself: There is something wrong with this cat, he can save his life later and see if he can use it for himself - oh, what if he is a senior reincarnation person, he offended the court, and in the end he Shouldn't it be a stepping stone for them to refine props
He has done a lot of this kind of thing, and he has no psychological barriers.
Then the unintrusive stranger looked up at the middle of the living room, where there was a painting, a beautiful old painting.
There is a lush peach tree in the painting, and a long-haired woman with a slender waist and a beautiful robe. Beside the woman, there is also a disproportionately small stickman, drawn as a prank.
It was the ancient painting singer who was brought out by Xiao Li. After he came out, he hung the painting in the conspicuous living room and let the ghosts wander around at night.
The stranger frowned deeply. He felt that there was something wrong with the painting, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. In the end, it could only be attributed to the fact that the stickman was so ugly, it just subverted the whole painting style.
What the informant told him was that the second young master of the Xiao family was a reincarnator with decent strength, not a top notch, which hindered their plan to find a yin girl, and this house really didn’t look like a place where powerful people lived. , There is no formation, nor any spiritual tool, and he didn't think much.
He bent down, and a bloody sickle suddenly appeared in his hand between beckons. He walked slowly to the bathroom, walking towards the light in the darkness, just like his code name in the organization, Death.
But just after he took two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked at the painting again.
The angle of the head of the person in the painting has changed.
Originally, it was stroking the peach tree with its face sideways, but now it has turned around, and its face changes with his pace... It is looking at him!
The stranger was shocked. The woman in this painting is definitely a ghost, and even the astrolabe can't detect it. Its strength must be higher than that of the ghost, and it is the strength of the dungeon boss!
Then who is Xiao Li, how can there be such a level of ghost
Diva's eyes were fixed on the stranger, who smiled slightly and walked out of the painting.
The stickman who came out with it was not spiritual enough and just hid behind the singer. The singer threw her water sleeves in the air, half covering her face, opened her mouth but made no sound, and sang a silent scene.
The stranger slashed the singer's face with the sickle in his hand, and at the same time, he quickly took out a lighter from his arms, trying to set the painting on fire.
But before the lighter was released, another resistance came from behind him. It was a slender strand of hair from a puppet who had been obediently sitting at the door and standing guard, hidden in the darkness.
The songstress smiled slightly, the stickman jumped up and took the lighter, and it got closer to the man who was restrained and unable to move, it bent down and stretched out its hands towards the man—
The strange man's face was pale, he took out a blood-colored doll from his arms as if bleeding profusely, pinched it fiercely, then bit his fingertips and dripped a drop of blood on it.
The doll grew up quickly, and it looked exactly like this stranger. It was a very precious life-saving doll.
The doll accepted the attack from the singer in place of the man, and he took the opportunity to snatch the door and escape.
But just as he came to the door, the doll sitting on the threshold raised his head coldly and tripped him.
Diva appeared when he reached out and dragged him directly into the painting.
In the bathroom, Xiao Li glanced outside the door as if aware of it. He dried the foam in his hand, clipped the nozzle to the shower, came to the door, opened the bathroom door, and looked out.
Nothing was seen.
Tan Li trotted to his legs.
Xiao Li grunted the head of the doll with his hand, then turned back to the bathroom, and was stunned at first glance—
In such a short period of time, the little black cat did not know where to get a simple purple umbrella, which was placed under the sprinkler, and he hid under the umbrella to defend against the attack of the spray.
Xiao Li: "... I thought this umbrella was thrown in the Soul Gathering Village for your old master to see the roof, so you brought it back?"
The little black cat persistently hid under the umbrella: "Meow meow meow."
- In fact, if it wasn't for Xiao Li forcing a bath, Tan Li and other ghosts were helping Xiao Li guard it outside the door, and it would have forgotten this umbrella long ago.
Xiao Li put away the umbrella, and regardless of the little black cat's struggles, washed the wet little black cat clean, wrapped it in a towel, and turned on the hairdryer.
The little black cat didn't like the sound of the hair dryer. It purred in protest, but it was useless. Xiao Li grabbed the back of the neck and blew it all over the body.
After finally blowing it until it was completely dry, the little black cat couldn't hold it any longer, and nibbled at Xiao Li's palm with his teeth, but it was useless.
After taking a bath, the little black cat removed the layer of dust, the tone was deeper, the hair was soft and fluffy, and the pair of round eyes that did not slip out of autumn, it was almost integrated with the night when it stood in the night.
Xiao Li flicked his hand, he licked a handful of little black cats from beginning to end, and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.
The little black cat kicked its chin with its hind foot, and trotted all the way from the bathroom to the living room with a flick of its tail.
Xiao Li turned off the light in the bathroom, came to the living room, and raised his eyebrows as he passed the ancient painting—
There is a shadow of a person in the painting, lying at the feet of the singer, with a painful expression on his face, and there is also a line of words on the edge of the painting: [My name is Xiu Ji.]
Xiao Li was not surprised to turn on the TV, and chose a drama channel for Xiu Ji to watch, while he sat on the sofa, listening to the babble in his ear, and played with his mobile phone.
His WeChat group has been very lively recently. Although he doesn't watch the forum, there are Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing. He knows a little bit about the forum.
For example, the newly released global reincarnation leaderboard is about to be updated, and the discussions between various regions are fierce; for example, Park Xiujin released rumors that he wanted to invite him to dinner; for example, the top figures in each region have already communicated; another example... Sherlock and Mori Artie's competition.
Zheng Yi said: "Xiao Li, someone said that Moriarty is better than you. Are you saying it's ridiculous? Don't worry, I have already shared your glorious history with others, and I will argue with that person."
And Ye Zeqing said: "Xiao Li, do you know Sherlock? It seems that the rookies of reincarnation from all over the world are mentioning this name recently. I think the behavior style mentioned on the forum is very similar to yours, but it is definitely not as strong as you."
Xiao Li: "..."
He chose to cut out WeChat and opened a game between Pesticide and Shen Mizhi.
—
After the global copy is merged, the task interval has also become longer.
And Xiao Huangben was incredibly peaceful during this period, as if he was really a quest book, and only when Xiao Li took the initiative to poke him would he respond with a few words.
… just like a young man ready to meet his sweetheart.
Xiao Li had an ominous premonition. He vaguely felt that Xiao Huang wanted to make a big deal, but he had no evidence until he received the next notification from the dungeon world.
[Every city has its own urban weirdness, which is often hidden in everyone's life and exists in everyone's mouth. And your location this time is the Cavill Hotel - according to legend, there is a non-existent room in the depths of the hotel, some people can't see it, but some people can walk in. Anyone who walks in will die within five days. Who knows if this myth is true or not?]
[Remaining safe time: three minutes.]
[This task: 1. Verify the truth of the strange talk within seven days, 2. Before it comes, end everything. The above tasks can be completed at any time. After completion, they will be randomly sent back to the real world.]
[Friendly reminder: To verify the authenticity of the strange talk, you must personally participate in it, and you must enter that room, please hurry up.]
In this mission, since Xiao Li and Ye Zeqing had signed a team symbol, the two of them were queued together.
Apart from the two of them, the rest of the reincarnators also had two Asian faces, one European and American face, and one black man.
They appeared to be a tour group and were standing in front of the Cavill Hotel.
It was a splendid five-star hotel, with its tall revolving doors and splendid chandeliers, making people dizzy.
Several reincarnations look at me and I look at you. In the end, the European and American man spoke first. He spoke English and sounded like an English accent: "I'm Hull."
One of the Asian women is very short. She looks less than 1.6 meters tall and has neat bangs. She smiled: "My name is Lingzi and I am from Vietnam."
The black said simply: "Maybach."
Another Asian man was older and had a long beard: "Taotie."
Ye Zeqing met a more domineering name than him, so he couldn't help but glance at the other party, and said, "Just call me Yan Luo."
Xiao Li: "Moriarty."
It seems that his name has been disputed a lot recently. The white man Hull heard the voice and said, "Moriarty, do you know Sherlock? AK47 has been mentioning him since the dungeon came back. I want to see China's strong By."
Xiao Li: "..."
- He said that he didn't know it, and he didn't know it, and it seemed a little embarrassing to open the vest directly...
Xiao Li smiled. He was about to change the subject at random, but after seeing the back of a revolving door in the hotel, he was stunned for a rare moment.
Is it his delusion? It seemed that a young man took the key card at the front desk of the hotel, and the young man had a handsome profile, very similar to Shen Mizhi.
The author has something to say: Xiao Huang Ben: This time I am human!