absurd deduction game.

Chapter 149
"What are you doing here?"

The sharp and hoarse old man's voice echoed in Yu Xing's ears. Yu Xing blinked, but he didn't let the atmosphere change to the direction of silence. He smiled naturally: "I heard your voice, come out and have a look, thinking it's just right We've arrived at the main hall, why don't we pay homage to the Immortal, after all I'm new here."

This was said so naturally, no one could have imagined that this was the language he calmed down and organized in just a moment.

If it was another village, wandering here at night would definitely be hard to tell, but this village itself is already very unreasonable. Yu Xing reckoned that the brain circuits of these villagers should put the worship of gods as the first priority.

As a person who was led to live by the goddess herself, if he had the idea of ​​worshiping the gods, Granny Li would be happy to see him, even if he confessed that he came out with Granny Li, it didn't matter.

As long as you figure out what others think and what others care about, you can often stand in an absolutely safe position in getting along.

Sure enough, Granny Li laughed with her wrinkled and disfigured face after hearing this, and said repeatedly: "It's good to worship the gods, but it's so late, Mr. Shi Wei should rest first."

"Okay." Although being called Shi Wei made Yu Xing inexplicably uncomfortable, he still maintained a calm expression, said good night to Granny Li, and went back to the room without haste.

"Huh..." After closing the door, Yu Xing touched his nose, went to bed and fell asleep.

After all, the night's experience didn't scare him. He just regretted that there was not enough information about Granny Li's family.

At first he couldn't fall asleep, and went to watch a meat-cutting offering, but instead he felt sleepy, lying on the bed and soon felt his eyelids heavy, and he fell into darkness unconsciously.

……

Still a dream.

After falling asleep, the dream came to the door, briefly pulling Yu Xing out of the reality he was in, and entering another strange realm.

Yu Xing's consciousness was ups and downs amidst the grotesque, different from last night, tonight's dreams are no longer fragmented, hard to remember and capture pictures, but a series of coherent scenes, like acting in person. Although the drama is absurd, it seems that there is a hidden line connecting the real time.

……

"It turns out that Ziyanhong is blooming all over the world, and it seems like this is all ruined..."

"It's a beautiful day, but what kind of day is it, who's house is a place to enjoy the pleasure..."

"Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, clouds and green pavilions, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats..."

"The people of Jinping look at this time so cheap..."

Feeling like a dream or waking up, Yu Xing is very clear that he is in a dream, just like many people have a clear perception of whether they are dreaming or not.

He looked up and saw that on the stage, a very tall Dan Jiao was singing quietly, with a beautiful and beautiful voice.

Wearing a red dress, with a big head in a bun, black braids on both sides are slender and soft, and red makeup on the eyebrows and eyes. Every step of this Huadan is just right, and the end of the song is performed as if it is real.

The weather was gloomy, and it was hard to tell whether it was morning or afternoon. Yu Xing was wearing a suit that was gradually popular among wealthy families at that time, and sat on a Western-style chair.

"Wandering in the garden and startling a dream." He recalled this famous piece of Kunqu opera in a trance.

The people on stage are still singing——

"The cuckoos are singing red all over the green hills, and the tobacco outside the tea leaves is soft and soft. Although the peonies are good, how can they be the first to return in spring? I am free and quiet, and the language of swallows is as clear as scissors, listening to the twittering of warblers... "

Yu Xing looked around, and there was a person sitting next to him, his face was blurred, and it was difficult to explain what kind of voice the voice belonged to. After some time, the song ended and Huadan left the stage. Here comes a Mr. Singer with an excellent opera tone, and now I have heard it with my own ears, and the rumors in the workshop are true. It is really a blessing that Mr. Yu was invited to cheer on Yu’s birthday.”

Hua Dan saluted, but a male voice spoke normally: "It's a blessing for an actor to be valued by Master Yu, and to congratulate Master Yu on his birthday."

There is an undeniable softness in his eyebrows and eyes, but he is still sharp. Although he is a female character on stage, he is very hearty off stage, and he will never be misunderstood as a woman.

In other people's words, it probably means "this man looks too good".

"Master Yu" seemed very happy, he laughed twice, and looked at Yu Xing: "The ancient Chinese rhymes are really beautiful. This is a dog. He just came back from abroad and insisted on learning Western art. I was really afraid that he would go out. A trip is too swollen, forget about this, how about it, you like beautiful things since you were a child, isn’t this garden dream better than the oil painting and sculpture you learned?”

The last sentence was addressed to Yu Xing. Although Yu Xing realized that this was a dream, he couldn't control his body at this time. He was like a bystander, and he heard himself say happily: "Well, it looks good."

Master Yu really liked this actor, and since then, the actor has lived in his house and has become a long-term visitor.

Yu Xing often saw a handsome man in a long gown and jacket walking around the house.

……

Things in the middle broke like a deep ravine. When he opened his eyes again, Yu Xing stepped on the cold ground, surrounded by broken glass and light red liquid, and his long hair covered his naked skin.

He is running.

There is a door of light in front of him, and a voice in his heart tells him that if he goes out, he can escape from all this.

There were many people chasing after him, shouting: "Don't let him run out! This is our only successful experimental subject!"

"boom!"

The gunshot caused a sharp pain in Yu Xing's leg. He vaguely felt that his body had never suffered such pain. This was the first time that he remembered it in his heart.

But he just staggered, and his running speed didn't drop much. The gunshots behind him gradually became more intense. Some bullets penetrated him, and some remained in his body.

Blood oozes from the corner of Yu Xing's mouth, and his consciousness becomes clearer and clearer.

"Don't let him get hurt too badly, the actor will kill us!"

"What are you afraid of, he can't die now!"

Actor... Hearing this name, Yu Xing suddenly felt great grief and hatred in his heart.

He remembered, in a sea of ​​flames, he stood blankly, and the voice that could be heard at home from time to time said to him with a smile completely different from that in singing: "Your home is gone, and neither are you." You can go anywhere, come with me."

"Oh? Did I ruin your family? Hehe...Young Master Yu Xing, why did you only find out now? You're so unintelligent, and you will suffer a lot in the future."

"The reason for doing this...of course it is because of you. Look, your face is the same type as mine, how suitable are you to become a second actor... Yes, entering your house is of course also a plan a part of."

At this moment, Yu Xing recalled all the memories before entering the small village.

He sneered.

He really didn't expect that after he lost his memory, he would recall the past in his dream, and the person who reminded him was this actor.

One day, he would learn his name—Yu Xing—from an actor.

　After receiving the comments, the plot has been changed a bit, and the pace has been accelerated, so that Yu Xing's past can be revealed more directly. (After all, fast food literature, readers probably don’t have the patience to read it carefully. The rest of the bad writing is because I don’t have enough writing skills. I will work hard to practice)

　　
　
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