absurd deduction game.

Chapter 219 Scarlet Attic

Seeing Yu Xing glance over at this glance, Luo Qishan nodded politely at him, and then looked away.

Yu Xing didn't take it seriously, there was no malice in the other party's eyes, and the slight curiosity about "why the junior sister is so active" probably disappeared when he saw Yu Xing's appearance.

Next came the time of the Zhao family. The person who came to the stage to give an explanation was a strange woman named Zhao Xuan. She looked 28 or [-], and she had a calm temperament. It is said that the recycle bin for old parts was added to the deduction, and her performance was not bad.

She listed several categories of well-known star performers, analyzed the pros and cons of each style, and talked about the recent changes and action trends of various major guilds.

Information is different from the Feng Shui mentioned by the Luo family. It does not need to be traced back too long, because its timeliness is the most precious attribute. Zhao Xuan started from October, but only collected the events of a month and a half, sharing After collecting a lot of useful information, she also sincerely analyzed the possible movements of various forces in one month after the pass.

Of course, they avoided the three major families present. Although everyone knew it well, let them hear in person how the Zhao family analyzed and calculated the other two families... This stupid operation is something that no one with a brain can do.

Among other things, when it comes to intelligence capabilities, the Zhao family really deserves to be "No. [-] in the industry", and Zhao Xuan's performance is also very stable. Yu Xing secretly wrote down what he heard, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He felt that the gossip he heard tonight... No, it was information, enough to cover all levels, and provided a very good environment for someone like him who had just been promoted.

For some reason, maybe knowing that the Zhao family is basically from Tianjin, Yu Xing naturally popped out a Tianjin-style sentence in his mind-thanks to his family.

He also noticed that during this period, Zhao Yijiu had been listening quietly under Zhao Mou's eyes. Speaking of which, Zhao Yijiu could be regarded as the person farthest away from the information in the whole family. More or less know some news, have their own connections.

Only Zhao Yijiu, if Zhao Mou hadn't visited him in Mijin City occasionally, and mentioned the situation to him by the way, he would probably know less than Yu Xing.

After another 10-minute break, it was finally the Xu family's turn to play.

In addition to Xu Xiangfeng and Xu Lingling, the Xu family actually had a more prestigious member, Xu Shu.

His treatment in the late night guild is only inferior to the president and the three vice presidents. He belongs to the elite level among the elites. He is usually elusive, and even his own family can rarely see him.

Xu Shu has a recognizable characteristic, that is, he likes to materialize his personality mask and wear it at any time, and his mask is very strange-incomplete.

Others' masks were all in one piece, with different patterns formed by various sacrifices, while his mask only covered the lower half of his face. It was all black, with the luster of rusty metal.

The part that is not covered is the dark brown eyes that are no different from ordinary people, and the eyebrows are half covered by a sufficient amount of black hair. Just looking at this half of the face, Xu Shu should have a very handsome appearance.

But his gaze is very erratic. When he is looking at it, the person he is looking at will have a feeling that what he is looking at is not himself, but something behind him that does not exist in this time and space.

It's hard to say clearly about characteristics. In a word, he is a big boss.

The biggest boss in the audience.

Mr. Xu Shu's voice was a bit hoarse, and his language was refined. He hardly made any opening remarks, and said directly: "The types of absurd ghosts have not increased this year, and the newly discovered ones can be classified into the original types. "

"Therefore, there are still ten kinds of ghosts. Since there are many newcomers present at the party for the first time," Xu Shu paused at this point. He is not a newcomer, but it is also the first time he condescends to attend the gathering of the three major families. I don't know who convinced him, "I will start from the basics."

It is the foundation, but in fact, the things summarized by the Xu family are already the most cutting-edge, comprehensive and useful ghost information among the deducers.

"Beneath the seemingly disordered surface of the absurd world, there are still traces of the ghosts it contains and creates. First, we divide them into three types according to their origin.

"The first type is ghosts that have been passed down from various legends and have completely inherited characteristics or have been slightly changed. For example, Chinese zombies, belly ghosts, bloody ghosts, painted skins, Chinese or Japanese flying headman, also called the head of the wheel, Thailand Tree girls, card smugglers, evil spirits in Europe and America, bloody mary, etc., although they are just legends, they appear with a high probability in the absurd world.

"The second type often appears in mapping and deduction games. In games where certain real events are distorted, people who die in reality will be turned into ghosts in the deduction. By using the obsession of these people before death, their Resentment, unwillingness, jealousy, pain... used as the tone of the deduction.

"The third type, when the absurd world is formed and deduced, the overhead ghosts formed together have their own set of settings and have nothing to do with anyone. It may be a BOSS or an NPC, and it is also the one with the highest probability of appearing."

Yu Xing regained his energy. Over the years, he has encountered many supernatural events and met many ghosts, but after becoming a deducer, this is the first time he has systematically received the knowledge of ghost classification.

He has met all three mentioned by Xu Shu, Bloody Mary, Tang Li Tang Yuan, Alice, etc...

He looked at Xu Shu on the stage. Xu Shu was wearing a white shirt, jeans and sneakers underneath. If he ignored the weird and terrifying half mask on his face, he was simply a harmless young man next door.

Xu Shu blinked, and suddenly looked at Yu Xing.

His empty gaze seemed to be fixed in the void behind Yu Xing, but Yu Xing still felt a sense of being locked in that no one could ignore.

He was a little confused, and for the time being, he didn't think why the man had to stare at him when he was speaking well, so he only showed him a polite smile.

Xu Shu withdrew his gaze, and continued: "The ghosts of the above three origins are common when we classify them."

His eyes had been out of focus all year round, and no one noticed the staring just now except Yu Xing himself, not even Zhao Yijiu who was sitting next to Yu Xing.

"Li Gui, there are two states of entity and non-entity. Generally speaking, there are deep grievances, based on hatred, and have an absolute desire to kill enemies and passers-by involved...

"Evil ghosts, most of them are physical ghosts, usually transformed from corpses, ferocious, and their thinking ability gradually returns as their strength increases..."

In a sense, Sheqing Gui Yiqing is also included in this category, and it is one of the very few evil ghosts that can turn into intangible ghosts.

"Water ghosts, hanging ghosts, unjust ghosts, wild ghosts, house ghosts, and dark ghosts appear in a single form, and they only pose threats in their respective fields. As long as you take precautions during the deduction, you will not fall into absolute death. They do not exist as deduction bosses. , will only appear in places where it is easy for people to relax their vigilance, and kill people by surprise."

"Curses, incorporeal ghosts, can be aimed at individuals or a range. There is a source of curses. Usually, there is a set of rules of their own, and there must be a way to solve them. As long as the weaknesses of the rules are identified, they can survive. But in general , it's tough to deal with...

"Ghost stories are essentially incorporeal ghosts. They have been differentiated into various states according to the specific content. You need to pay attention. To judge whether a strange story has a solution, you must strictly distinguish it according to the content. Time, behavior, and language may all start without a solution. The key to a dead end. It’s okay to have a solution, but if you encounter a strange story with no solution, you can only wait for death..."

Xu Shu spoke very seriously, as if explaining this to the newcomers didn't make him upset, but he didn't look very happy either, just like teaching a class, he stuffed the knowledge into the minds of the listeners.

By the time he went down, Yu Xing had already digested all the information.

There is one thing to say, he really has to thank Zhao Mou for giving him a quota, so that he can reap a lot.

When the exchange meeting came to an end, people from the three major families withdrew from their seats one after another, some returned to their rooms, and some went to visit the wine cellar, greenhouse and other places in Fenggulanting.

Yu Xing followed Zhao Yijiu and retreated quietly before Luo Jue came to the door.

Zhao Mou still has things to do, so he asked Zhao Yijiu to take Yu Xing to play, but Yu Xing was not very interested, and just wanted to go back to his room to sleep.

"It's only ten o'clock." Zhao Yijiu seemed a bit puzzled.

Yu Xing yawned: "Early to bed and early to rise is good for your health—"

Zhao Yijiu: "...But didn't you come to inquire about the news, the families will be separated at night, isn't it a good opportunity?"

Yu Xing smiled: "That's why I want to 'go back and rest'."

After thinking for two seconds, Zhao Yijiu understood.

He was speechless for a moment, and admired Yu Xing's water-tight character, so he could only say, "I hope you sleep better, and don't get caught sleepwalking in the middle of the night."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional sleepwalker. I will definitely avoid other people's eyesight and never scare innocent people." Yu Xing promised, and wandered back to the small vermilion building whose name is still unknown.

That night, some people went to bed early and got up in the middle of the night to be thieves, while others played very late and returned home in full of fun.

Few people got up early the next morning.

Originally, this kind of gathering is for young people to communicate with each other and relax by the way. All activities are arranged in the morning, which is completely free and free, leaving enough sleep time for those who like to stay in bed.

Yu Xing packed himself up and walked to Fengyu Pavilion on the north side of the manor. It was two o'clock in the afternoon. He gathered up his down jacket, and the breath he exhaled suddenly diffused from his warm mouth into the cold air, forming wisps that quickly dissipated. white mist.

Fengyu Pavilion is considered tall in the overall building of Fenggulanting, with a full five floors, like a small tower, with small wind chimes hanging on the edge, making pleasant and ethereal sounds as the cold wind blows.

It's just that there is a plum garden around it, and it's not yet the time for the plum blossoms to bloom, so the scenery is a bit bleak, and there are not many people coming.

He was holding a note in his hand. In fact, if it wasn't for the contents of the note, he wouldn't have come to such a remote place.

[Two o'clock in the afternoon, on the top of Fengyu Pavilion]

This note came from a strange place. He checked around in the middle of the night last night, but he didn't have it when he returned to his room, but when he woke up, the note was by his door, and it seemed to have been pushed in through the crack of the door.

The content of the note was short, and there were so many strangers in this party, so Yu Xing naturally couldn't tell who handed it to him, but after recalling yesterday's experience, he had a vague guess, found it interesting, and avoided everyone I have an appointment.

He folded the note into the shape of a little frog, then played with it unconsciously with his fingertips, squinted his long and narrow eyes, and looked at the top floor through the wall, where there were many closed double-open wooden windows with intricate patterns, and the lines were blurred in the middle. The paper is the kind of white translucent paper that pokes a hole in the TV series, which is convenient for smoking.

I don't know if the person who asked him to come is watching him from behind the window now?
Is the purpose of covenanting him good or evil?

Yu Xing let out a light "chick", pushed open the door of Fengyu Pavilion, and climbed the stairs in the silence.

In addition to the sound of wind chimes and the slight friction of swaying branches, there is only the sound of Yu Xing's shoes stepping on the wooden floor.

Perhaps for the sake of atmosphere, the ground of Fengyu Pavilion is not covered with blankets. Instead, it is designed to be more small and exquisite. It is not a majestic and unrestrained beauty, but the unique Jianghu style of Jiangnan that is delicate and soft, which magnifies the ancient charm to the extreme.

If it was another time, Yu Xing felt that he would like the designer of this building very much—even if the other party had probably passed away.

Now, the more he went up, the softer the sense of beauty was washed away, replaced by a feeling of emptiness and uneasiness, it seemed that the things were still the same, but there seemed to be something attached to them.

"Jingle Bell……"

The wind kept coming, the bell kept ringing, and the crisp sound became more and more strange. Yu Xing kept walking, maintaining the original frequency, and soon went up the stairs between the fourth and fifth floors.

"jingle……"

The ringing of the bell suddenly became urgent, and faint crying could be heard mixed in the wind, as if someone was holding onto the wind chime and shaking it desperately, bursts of ringtones that were not formed naturally entered Yu Xing's eardrums crazily, at the same time, he narrowed his eyes seriously Listen, you can still hear the subtle flow sound.

"Tick."

The liquid fell, hitting the steps in front of him.

Yu Xing raised his eyes, and a touch of bright red gradually appeared in his vision.

I saw a stream of fresh blood slowly flowing down the stairs, flowing down from top to bottom, leaving an insignificant trace where it flowed.

And the wooden roof above the head was blood-red at some point, and blood was oozing down bit by bit. After accumulating a certain volume, it fell vertically and merged into the blood flow on the stairs, just like the drop that fell just now.

There are a few more steps, and the blood will flow to Yu Xing's feet.

His eyes were calm, and he didn't even stop, but walked up before the blood covered the entire step, let the blood flow, and went upstairs cleanly.

The scene upstairs was even more shocking.

Bloody handprints appeared densely on the walls, windows, and pillars. Even the furnishings in the house were not spared. The tables and chairs that looked expensive were also surrounded by bloody handprints. In addition, there were spider webs. Tangled with dust.

Wind chime is crazy.

From Yu Xing's point of view, a small part of the wind chimes could be seen. They vibrated crazily, and an unknown black dirty liquid flowed out from the bell cavity, forming a viscous mass underneath.

The origin of the blood that flowed up the stairs was on a table of the Eight Immortals. He walked along the traces of the blood and stood in front of the table of the Eight Immortals, staring intently at the half-section mask on the table.

This was the mask that Xu Shu wore on his face, but at this moment, it was not on anyone's face, it was laid flat like this, with a pool of blood flowing underneath.

The rusty mask matched the cobwebs and dust around it very well, and it was placed here alone, giving people an urge to reach out and grab it.

Yu Xing stretched out his hand.

Then——put the little paper-folded frog on the bloodless table beside the mask, pressed the little frog's buttocks, exerted a little force, and made it jump a step forward.

"You slip a cold note, and I'll give you back a cute little jumping frog, tsk, why am I so nice~"

He sounded with a hint of ridicule, and the next moment, the wind chime stopped.

After a moment of silence, footsteps came from the stairs that Yu Xing had just passed.

(End of this chapter)