This time, Abel and Aibo are no longer heading in the previous direction, but detouring in the forest without interruption.
The deeper the forest goes, the denser the trees, and the distance between the trees is getting shorter and shorter, and the umbrella surface is easily scratched by the branches.
The two people in front had already put away their umbrellas, took out the waterproof fabric from their pockets and put them on top of their heads.
… had to put away the umbrella.
Xiao Li looked at the density of the branches and came to this conclusion.
However, just as he was about to close the umbrella, another figure appeared from the forest.
The other person didn't hide his intentions. He walked out of the forest staggeringly. One hand broke the branches in the way, making a crisp clack, and all of this was immediately covered by rain.
The tall young man was wearing a black coat, and half of his shoulders were wet from the rain.
Shen Mizhi stood in front of Xiao Li, holding an umbrella in one hand and playing with a black hat in the other.
He fixedly looked at Xiao Li, reached out to take the other party's umbrella, and put a hat on him.
This hat has a wide brim, which can block the erosion of rain to a certain extent.
Xiao Li did not refuse, he pressed down on the brim of his hat, his entire face almost disappeared into the shadows, leaving only a delicate chin.
The rain fell on his shoulders and seeped into his coat.
Shen Mizhi also put away his umbrella, he took off his coat, and covered the two with his coat, so that he could get closer to Xiao Li.
He bent slightly and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Xiao Li: "... watching a play."
Shen Mizhi: "Take me one."
Xiao Li was a little uncomfortable, he was used to acting alone, even if Ye Zeqing and others liked to follow him later, but... Shen Mizhi was not the same as them.
But now is not the time to hesitate.
Xiao Li flicked the brim of his hat with his fingers and responded with body language:
He walked to the place where Abel and the others had news and motioned for them to follow.
Shen Mizhi fell behind, he smiled and followed.
This forest is uncleaned all the year round. The tree is very tall, and the vigorous and powerful branches stretch out their minions towards the sky. The sound of rain mixed with the sound of the wind completely buries the sound of the two stepping on the branches when they are going.
It was obviously not night, but the forest was terrifyingly dark, and he could only see a short distance in front of him, and Abel in front of him flashed his flashlight.
Abel turned back frequently as he walked, frowning behind him.
Seeing this, Ai Bo asked, "What's wrong?"
Abel: "I always feel like something's following us..."
The pale light of the flashlight irradiated every inch behind the two of them, the wind smashed the leaves with raindrops, and the shadows of the trees kept falling on the ground, as if there were monsters hidden in all directions.
Abbott was holding something in one of his hands, and he threw it up like a bowling ball, and it swung around and fell back into his hand.
Aibo stared at the thing in his hand and said, "You feel wrong? It doesn't respond, and there are no ghosts nearby."
Abel: "Could it be a human?"
"People?" Aibo sneered, "Those reincarnations? They are still staying in the hotel looking for evil spirits, so they dare to follow us?"
"Most people are like this," Abel turned the flashlight and was persuaded by his companions, stepping forward, "but there are also noteworthy people."
Aibo's eyes are always on the thing in his hand: "Like that Hercule? I think he looks like a ghost, or he is stupid and bold."
The rain accumulated on the plastic sheet above Abel's head, and he had to shake it off briefly, allowing the non-stop rain to drip into his neck like a needle.
Abel reached out to dry the rain on his neck: "It's almost there, get ready."
"Holy shit, I really hate this rain, it can finally end." Aibo said impatiently.
He trotted, and later found it troublesome, so he simply threw away the fabric, allowing the dense branches to scratch his clothes, even leaving small scratches on the side of his face.
Xiao Li stopped far away.
He is very familiar with this road. This is the road leading to Lingxi Village.
When they walked out of the edge of the forest, dim light fell from the sky, Aibo and Abel stood at the gate of this dead village and looked inside, showing such a look as expected.
Ai Bo raised the thing in his hand high: "This is the place, the previous place was misleading, this is the place we are looking for."
Only then did Xiao Li see the thing Aibo was holding, a statue.
A somewhat shoddy stone statue, resembling that of an Egyptian pharaoh, with a man with closed eyes and a crown on his head.
In front of the village, the stone carving man's eyes were about to open, and the corners of his mouth rose.
"The mountains are in the south and the water is in the north, the sunrise in the east, the land of extreme yin," Abel showed a satisfied look, "The news we bought from the Inquisition at a high price is indeed true, there are things we need in this dungeon world, and it's not in vain. I paid a lot of money for props to intervene in this world."
"Let's start quickly," Aibo urged, "I want to leave that hotel early, it's getting weirder there."
Abel held up his umbrella, took out the task book, wrote a few words on it, and then a golden compass fell from the sky. He took the compass, bit his fingertips, a drop of bright red blood fell on the needle of the compass, and a pale golden halo appeared on it.
The halo quickly spread towards Lingxi Village, covering the entire village, and strands of transparent souls were sucked out from each household, floated in the air, and entered the compass.
Ai Bo looked at the scene in front of him with joy: "As long as the 128 souls in the village are gathered and sacrificed to adults, we can get out of here, gain His favor, and make a wish."
Abel glanced at the forest behind him, the shadows were swirling, and he couldn't see clearly: "I always feel... someone is following us."
This made him a little flustered.
Ai Bo said: "It's coming soon, it will be successful immediately—"
The compass in the air attracted souls, but after about ten minutes, the compass trembled, and it was still a corner before it was completed, but there were no souls in the village.
"what's the situation?!"
Just one step away from the door, Ai Bo reached out and grabbed the compass: "There is still one soul... He clearly said that there are enough numbers here!"
Abel's face changed suddenly. He obviously couldn't accept this fact. He fiddled with the pointer on the compass with his fingers.
"Go in and see!"
"This..." Aibo looked hesitantly at the gloomy dead village in front of him.
The disappointment of expectations made Abel lose his previous cautiousness and caution, and he roared: "Go in!"
His voice broke because of anger, was scattered in the air by the wind, and floated into Xiao Li's ears.
Xiao Li standing on the edge of the woods: "..."
He guessed that the two were talking about Xu Jin's husband.
It's a pity that this dude has been carried by the ghoul to the next laboratory - if Aibo has the ability to track, maybe he can be found on the ghoul's back or stomach.
They were doomed to come home empty-handed.
Shen Mizhi had been paying attention to him, and seeing the look on Xiao Li's face, he asked, "Do you know where the last soul went?"
Xiao Li: "It's in the stomach next door."
Shen Mizhi: "..."
The young man raised his lips and turned his head to look at him.
The rain is deafening, the dark forest of terror behind, the barren dead village in front, and the desperate reincarnation, this is really not a good place to talk about love.
But the young man's profile is real, he is accompanying the other party to do things that he often does alone, which will make Shen Mizhi feel that he is integrated into the other party's world.
They stood here for a long time.
The sound of rain disappeared little by little, replaced by his heartbeat.
Shen Mizhi shouldn't have this kind of thing, but he actually felt the beating of his heart in this human body.
One click, two clicks, it seems to be able to jump out of the throat.
This feeling is completely different from the mood he felt when he changed into a shadow or other forms.
The youth tightened his fingers holding the coat.
Xiao Li's shoulder rested on his chest, the warmth of that touch spread out, and raindrops dripped into his eyes.
Everything is false, only the real here and now.
Shen Mizhi lowered his head.
The kiss fell on each other's hair.
Like a drop of rain falling in love with petals, it is destined to fall, but the second it stays is infinitely magnified and stretched into a century.
into the soil again.
into the night.
Another night.
After Xiao Li and Shen Mizhi came back from outside, almost after dinner, Abel and the others appeared gloomy in everyone's sight.
Jiang Linwen tentatively asked them what was wrong, but got no answer.
Ai Bo slammed the door roughly, looking unhappy.
Abel might as well give more. He was usually a calm uncle, but now he is like a sleepy beast. He paced back and forth in his room with red eyes.
He and Ai Bo were calm before because they had stone carvings. As long as they got the soul of Lingxi Village and satisfied the adult, they could leave this world and make a wish.
As for whether the remaining reincarnators will be killed by the adult together, it is none of their business.
But now they lack a soul, and they have to fall into the same situation as other reincarnations, facing the erosion of evil spirits together.
Damn.
But what if... what if you could add a soul? Killing a reincarnator and filling the vacancy should be enough.
Abel put his hands on his waist and pulled a gun from his leg holster.
He looked at the barrel and made up his mind.
It may be difficult to kill someone in reality, but in the world of reincarnation, it is very simple. He only needs to trick people into it, and he can do it with a single touch. This is not the first time he has done this.
In those years, in order to get in touch with the referee, he has done a lot of such things.
Thinking of this, Abel finally breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so anxious.
Just then, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Boom boom boom-"
The sound startled Abel, and he didn't even hear any footsteps.
But as a senior reincarnator, he immediately realized what was going on. He tensed up, walked to the window quickly, pulled the pillowcase that served as a curtain, tried to open the window and jumped out of the window.
Seeing that there was no answer, the people outside the door said directly: "Abel, something happened outside, they asked me to let you go."
It turns out... it's "it"!
Abel immediately heard the identity of the other party, and he could immediately identify the identity of the evil spirit, but the name was on the tip of his tongue, and he suddenly hesitated.
If you make a mistake, you will die.
What if... the person outside the door is a real reincarnator? Or is this an illusion created by evil spirits
He was going to die for misidentification, and he didn't dare to take that risk.
The person outside the door knocked hard on the door, and "it" continued: "Abel? Are you all right? Those corpses came out again, and they are waiting for you below."
To identify, or not to identify
The two thoughts were fighting in Abel's mind, and he covered his mouth and made no movement.
"Forget it, if you don't believe me, I'll let them come up and tell you. I'll go first." The people at the door stopped for half a minute, and then there was no movement.
However, Abel in the room did not relax - this person came quietly, who knows whether the other party left or was standing at the door
Let's get out of the window first.
Abel turned and opened the window to the sides, brought a chair, put one foot on it, and tried to leave.
However, the person at the door was shaking the lock handle up and down at this time. "It" did not leave, but raised his voice and shouted: "Abel? What are you doing? What are you doing? They are waiting for you below. , are you going out?"
Abel's whole body was cold, and his blood seemed to be frozen. He tried his best to control himself and took out a life-saving tool, but his hand seemed to be caught and could not move.
"Can't go out! You have to come down with them, they are waiting for you."
The door shook violently, and time did not allow him to hesitate.
If he didn't want to die, he had to confess.
Abel said directly: "I want to identify, the devil is—"
The door of the room was kicked open when he was talking, and "it" appeared in Abel's field of vision. The man's hand stretched out, and in an instant, he reached the window from the door, blocking Abel's mouth. He couldn't pronounce any scales.
"It" looked at Abel's round eyes and approached Abel.