MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 219

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"This helper has a problem, be careful." Ye Lingshi mainly reminded the two people he had brought. As for the remaining two, he didn't need his instructions.

They climbed up the stairs.

The stairs of the old-fashioned residential complex are full of dust, the handrails of the stairs are rusty, and there are no sound-controlled lights for lighting. Fortunately, the lamp ghosts automatically float in front.

From the first floor to the fourth floor, there are three houses on each floor. Here are the two-door design. The outermost side is an iron gate like an iron railing, while the inside is a traditional wooden door.

Judging from the amount of dust accumulated at the door, there are still very few people living here. Most of the houses have moved out and these doors have not been opened for a long time.

They took every step very carefully, and they soon reached the fourth floor.

The house number left by the seeker is 401.

To everyone's surprise, the iron door lock of this family was covered with dust, a thick layer, and Ye Lingshi, who was standing in the front, wiped it with his hand. Touch the bottom of the dust.

The doorway was the same. There were no footprints, only dust, and even a few leaves floating in from the window, and a long-dead cockroach.

Everything seems to be sealed in a certain period of time.

Ye Lingshi glanced at each other with the others. He didn't say a word, and seemed afraid to disturb the helper. He typed on the screen of his mobile phone and showed it to others: [Would you like to go in? 】

[This family either hasn't been out for a long time, or... has never been home at all. 】

So who is the "reader" who sent them the message? Does she really live here?

Things changed from a simple "seeking for help" to more complicated.

Of course, Wang Huai said: "Everyone is here, of course we have to go in, otherwise what are we doing? 】

[Before you came, did you investigate here? ] Xiao Li asked while holding up his mobile phone.

Ye Ziye lowered his head and started typing. He didn't look very old, he had a short stubble, and he wore a pair of glasses. After a while, he raised his phone: [I thought of a way to ask the neighborhood committee here, here She lives in a family with her only daughter, and has no information other than that. 】

[Did she mention the name of the novel, or the name of the author? 】

[After she asked to come here, she said in person. 】

[That's no way, knock on the door. ] Xiao Li said.

[Agree. 】Sun Jiaming also raised the phone, 【Compared to exploring when we were alone, now the two big guys are here, I don’t think there is any need to change the time. 】

Ye Lingshi was actually inclined to this in his heart, but instead of knocking on the door, he lowered his head and typed in the dialog box with the reader: [We have reached the door. 】

Before the others asked, he entered again: [After she asked me to come up, don't make a sound, just send her a message, otherwise it will wake her parents. 】

After Ye Lingshi sent the message, the others paid attention to the movement in the listener's door.

It was late at night, and in such an old-fashioned building, the sound insulation effect was very poor. It should have been heard by the outside world. However, Ye Lingshi, the closest to the iron gate, heard nothing and could only perceive it. There was no sound of footsteps from far or near until there was dead silence.

Then the wooden door inside opened.

It was suddenly opened from inside, making a slight creak.

From beginning to end, there was no sound.

Ye Lingshi had an ridiculous imagination that after receiving his message, the help-seekers inside stood close to the wooden door and waited for them until he received his message again.

Perhaps she also pressed her ear to the wooden door, listening to the movement outside.

There was a girl standing inside. She seemed to have nothing wrong with her. She was wearing a light blue lace nightdress with her hair scattered, covering her dark circles. Everything was normal except for a somewhat dull complexion.

She turned her head and glanced behind her with fear, carefully concealed the door, stood in the gap between the iron door and the wooden door, and whispered: "Are you the celestial master in the forum for help?"

Because of her approach, Ye Ling looked back and followed her in a low voice: "Yes, Miss Wu."

"My parents are already asleep, they can speak quietly now, and, don't call me Miss Wu, call me Xiao Wu." Xiao Wu smiled slightly.

I don't know if it was because of the iron gate. Ye Lingshi always felt that her smile was a bit too brilliant, unlike a help seeker who was troubled by a spiritual incident.

He swallowed the saliva that was hoarding in his throat: "Xiao Wu, can you tell us the name of the writer you said now?"

"Watch it for yourself." Xiao Wu passed his mobile phone to them through the gap in the iron gate.

Ye Lingshi took the phone, held it to the center of the crowd, and looked through it with everyone.

It was the interface of a novel, and it was the most popular website for reading articles. The name of the article was "His She" and the author was called Sintian.

He turned to the previous chapter before the author came back. The plot of that chapter was about the male protagonist cruelly abused the female protagonist. The last plot is:

[President Gu stands at the door of the operating room with his hands on his back, his eyes half closed, waiting for news from his subordinates.

Soon, an elite man walked like a wind and came behind Mr. Gu: "Ms. Gu, Mrs. Gu has been put on the operating table, and her kidney will be taken out and used by Miss Bai."

Mr. Gu's eyes shot out a dazzling light, and he said lightly: "Very well, did she say anything?"

The subordinate said: "No, the lady just said, I hope you two will meet each other after you wake up."

Mr. Gu: "Oh, she has become pretentious at this time, isn't she just wanting more money?"

………

The operation was successful, and Mrs. Gu was pushed out, but Mr. Gu did not have the first time to see her. He went to Miss Bai’s ward, looked at the woman on the bed, and stretched out his hand to rub her cheek lovingly: "Xiao Bai , Don’t worry, we can finally stay together."】

Xiao Li: "...I deserve to be a legendary writer. It's just a short paragraph, and the plot of the whole article has already entangled in my mind."

Wang Huai: "Not only that, I even have the urge to recharge and watch."

It was terrifying.

Ye Lingshi scrolled down, and the comments in this chapter were all:

[What about the author? Author eunuch? 】

[Obviously, I was dating very sweetly before. How could this happen? It turns out that Mr. Gu approached Xiaoxiao only for her kidney! I am so mad, this dog man, waiting for you to chase your wife in the crematorium. 】

He continued to open the next chapter, but the style of this chapter was completely different.

[Summer is coming to an end. Kou Tian stayed at his home all summer. He resigned and moved out under the strong opposition from the family. He was ready to fight hard and continue his creative dream. He based on the popular trend Running hot with the ball, serialized his own novel on the Internet.

Few male writers would write such a plot. His writing was not to the point, and almost no one read it. A few comments were also scolding his protagonist for brain damage, but he did not give up.

On this day, he promised that his few readers would update 10,000 words today, and stay up until four in the morning to write 7,000 words.

Kou Tian felt that he was getting sleepy. Finally, he couldn't bear to lie down in front of the computer and fell asleep.

It is difficult to fall asleep completely in this posture. In half-wake and half-dream, he dumbly felt the sound of another person walking at home. Someone passed behind him and entered his bedroom.

He thought it was a dream at first, but soon the man came out of the bedroom and walked in his direction, seeming to be standing in front of his eyes and looking at him.

Kou Tian had to open his eyes and wake up from his sleep. After waking up, he checked the room nervously. There were no traces left by other people, and the door had not been pried open.

Over the next few days, he became more and more aware that another person had sneaked into his house. The bread he hadn't finished eating was gone. The phone on the table would suddenly disappear, including the ubiquitous footsteps.

He was going to move, but before he moved, he suddenly developed a desire to create. He wanted to write his own experience into a novel. It should be more popular than it is now, right? 】

...

Compared with the emotional flow of the previous chapter, the atmosphere of this horror novel is much better.

Whether it is the description of the scenery or the psychological state of the characters, they have created a completely different feeling from the previous Mr. Gu, who is not like an author at all.

Ye Lingshi continued to scroll down.

[Kou Tian opened a new article and wrote all his experiences, and soon, due to the authenticity of this horror novel, he became popular.

Now he doesn't care about the strange phenomenon at home. On the contrary, he even hopes that he will encounter more and more weird things, so... he has more plots to write about.

But what is strange is that after he started to write novels about his family, the things he encountered before became less and less, he began to lack inspiration, he was dissatisfied with a lot of things he wrote, and the number of interruptions increased more and more. , Readers have become increasingly dissatisfied.

There is no way.

He can't write it.

Kou Tian didn't dare to look at the comment area anymore. In order to reduce the number of cutoffs, he could only bite the bullet and continue to write, but the things he wrote became more and more ugly, and he was scolded.

"Please, **** it, let me see the hell, I want to go back to that time and let me have a plot to write..."

It was another early morning, Kou Tian was sitting in front of the computer with his hands folded, and he prayed.

However, his prayers were useless, and he still had no inspiration.

Today is the fifth day when he breaks the watch. He can't break anymore. Kou Tian had to turn on the computer and prepare to write forcibly, but at this moment, he discovered that his novel...

It was continued by others.

He is not writing the newly updated chapters at all!

Readers in the comment area are also praised by Yishui, who praised his recent plot as terrifying and exciting.

Kou Tian opened his novel in astonishment and read this strange chapter. He was very angry at first, but he felt more and more that this chapter was written very well.

At the end of this chapter, there is a strange and familiar symbol. 】

These two short chapters tell the story as if they were peeling away, making everyone feel like they were on the scene.

While everyone was watching this novel, Xiao Wu grabbed his hands on the iron gate and looked at them expectantly. After everyone had finished reading it, Xiao Wu said: "Can you return the phone to me?"

Ye Lingshi was about to return it to him. Xiao Li took it suddenly. He clicked on an interface and quickly recovered. He handed the phone to Xiao Wu and said without apology: "Sorry, there was one just now. The plot is missing."

Xiao Wu took back the phone, her gaze stuck to the face of the person in front of him like a spider web: "Do you want to come in and listen to me carefully?"

"You just have to be quiet," the girl laughed, "don't wake up my parents."

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