absurd deduction game.

Chapter 225 Funeral (3) - Ledger
The three incense sticks burned slowly, and the red and orange sparks at the top flickered. Yu Xing watched and lay down on the ground, waiting quietly in an increasingly weird atmosphere.

Of course, he didn't need to wait for the "one stick of incense" time. After a while, the three sticks of the same type showed completely different burning speeds, and the lengths were also distinguished.

"Long, long, short..."

In the incense burner in front of me, the two incense sticks on the left and the middle are the same length, while the one on the right burns faster and is already much shorter than the other two.

This trend is basically stable, Yu Xing muttered twice, searching for the meaning of this form of incense in the incense spectrum in his mind, and after a while, chuckled: "The incense of life..."

This is a very fierce incense shape, life-threatening incense, which means that black and white come to remind people of life. Within a month, someone's life must be in danger in the family of the incense burner.

"I thought it would be the incense of filial piety. After all, people here are wearing white mourning clothes...it turned out to be such a hostile incense." Yu Xing sighed softly, with an unpredictable smile in his tone Meaning, "I just don't know, does this incense burner refer to me specifically, or does it refer to the shop owner who has used this incense burner?"

As soon as his light ending sound fell, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the closed shop, and Yu Xing's gown was blown up in the sudden wind. He sat up straight, and stretched out his hand to block the bangs that kept hitting his face.

The sense of weirdness reached its peak at this moment, Yu Xingxu squinted, and caught a glimpse of something moving out of the corner of his eye.

He turned his head to look, and met the eyes of the largest portrait.

This is an old man, the years have left deep marks on his face, the ravines became more and more obvious in black and white, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes piled up into fish tails, and his chapped lips moved...

The smiling expression instantly changed into an exaggerated laugh.

A sinister light suddenly burst out from the old man's dull eyes, his brows raised exaggeratedly, and his eyeballs looked down, as if he had come to life.

Yu Xing tapped the table twice with his fingertips, and before he could say hello, the photo next to the frame of the old man's portrait also changed in the same way.

Like a spider's web, all the portraits in the store laughed silently, their eyes rolled, and they all looked at the place where Yu Xing was sitting, showing undisguised malice.

Facing the gaze of countless pale dead faces, Yu Xing shrank back, looking a little scared.

After two seconds, he couldn't hold back, and joked: "Ha, is it really me who reminds me of life?"

[... Is he really afraid or fake? ]
[One thing to say, this scene makes my hair stand on end, okay?]
[Why do I feel that Xing's personality is a bit distorted, does he have a relatively high degree of alienation?]
[From the moment when he suddenly lighted the incense seriously, I was suddenly a little afraid of him, and I always felt like the kind of person who was possessed by a ghost]
[why?Because he is too proficient in lighting incense? ]
[Intuition, I looked at him, and suddenly felt that he fit well with the environment, and seemed to have lost the modern temperament]
[Hey, don't be scared by ghosts, but be scared by "anchor", I'm used to it]
[The newcomer, Leng Jiu and Zhao Ruru have joined together, they both seem to be very concerned about this luck, let me come and have a look]
[Come over and have a look at Jiayi, I saw such a high-energy picture when I first came here]
[Above, don't mention it, the scorpion tail braid on the back of this little brother's head really has a sense of age]
"Ahem..." Yu Xing didn't say hello in the end, because as soon as he opened his mouth, he found the old smell unique to funeral shops sweeping over.

The dust in the shop flew straight into his eyes, forcing him to close them, so he had to compromise briefly, and after closing his eyes, he put his vigilance to the maximum.

Those malicious gazes disappeared instead.

At the same time when Yu Xing closed his eyes, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, not one, but many, walking around the place where he was sitting, as if there were many people circling around him.

But this closed shop, people must not be able to enter, so it is self-evident what is coming.

As soon as Yu Xing got nervous, he planned to squint his eyes to see what the hell was going on.

and many more……

Can't keep your eyes open?

His heart shivered, and he felt a pair of cold hands reach out from behind, covering his eyes.

An irresistible pressure covered Yu Xing's eyelids, making him completely unable to complete the action of opening his eyes, and could only passively listen to the sudden sound.

The body tensed for a moment, Yu Xing thought about it, and stood up directly.

The hands in his eyes seemed to be just two palms. He stood up straight without feeling the weight behind his back, and his movements were not restricted.

So he walked out of the counter based on the memory just now, and raised his hand to touch the direction of the footsteps.

If there is a physical ghost coming, he should be able to touch it, right?
No... nothing, so it's really a pure spirit ghost?
He had no idea how terrible he had done, and after he came to a vague conclusion, there were noisy human voices in the footsteps, ranging from far to near.

"Have you heard? Boss Liu..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, yes, I didn't expect that Boss Liu looks like a human being on the surface, and he doesn't do anything at all!"

"Don't let him hear it, I think this person is very evil..."

"Hey, Lao Jia, I'll credit you with two bundles of paper ingots. My store is out of stock, so pay tomorrow!"

"Okay, take it yourself."

"Hey, Lao Jia, you said that Boss Liu..."

The voices of these people were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish who was who. Yu Xing stopped to listen and tried to distinguish for a while, and found that these people were all talking about Boss Liu, but they refused to say that Boss Liu did it. What, all of them are riddlers.

"..."

He was silent for a while, and finally found a good opportunity to intervene in the topic: "Boss Liu is here!"

The surrounding voices fell silent, and someone seemed to say in a hurry: "It's over! Will Boss Liu hear you!?"

However, of course, Boss Liu didn't come, and a few seconds later, the noise around him resumed as if he didn't hear Yu Xing's words.

It seems that nothing I do will affect them... Yu Xing thought to himself, suddenly turned his face away, and was keenly aware that the "person" who said he wanted to pay on credit was right beside him.

Without hesitation at all, he touched his side again.

[Ahhh, stop touching!I rely on this is the picture of Semir dropping San! ]
[It's scary, luckily you're sober, don't touch it! ]
[I'll go, he's really courageous, most people should sit in their seats and listen quietly at this time]
[I'm dead, I'm really watching a horror movie]
[How can he be so calm, this is not a puzzle, it's a ghost, a ghost! ]
[It's so exciting, does he want to touch it or not? ? ]
Yu Xing has no vision now, but the audience in the live broadcast room is not looking at a black screen, but a third-person perspective.

He would never know how many people he left an indelible impression on with his fumbling actions.

From the perspective of the audience, this small funeral shop is full of "people".

Some were shopping, some were talking mysteriously, and some went to the counter to sign the book.

These "people" kept talking about Boss Liu, Boss Liu, as if they could never stop. Their bodies were transparent, and their faces were pale like paper-made dummies, and their faces were far from what they said The words he spoke were so normal, but they were ferocious and painful, and his brows and eyes were tightly knit together.

Unknowingly, a pair of unowned hands appeared on Yu Xing's face. The fingers were slender and equally pale, but the wrists were connected to the air, hidden in the dim light.

This ignorant and fearless man just held the ghostly hand on his face, raised his arm, touched here and there, his hand passed through the ghost shadows around him, like falling into a quagmire, and every time he touched it, he left behind. Blood red in one hand.

The ghosts stared viciously at the wandering humans, but none of the ghosts made a move against him, and their tone remained the same, just mentioning Boss Liu's name as if they were chatting.

The effect of the whole scene is like a little white rabbit blindfolded into the wolf's den, recognizing the wolf as a husky, thinking that the wolves didn't find him, but he didn't know that all the wolves were just pretending, but in fact they were all using their addiction to kill him. People's eyes were fixed on him.

When the barrage was swiping, Yu Xing bumped into a ghost standing next to a short shelf because of his wandering. The ghost said, "It's not a human! I won't buy from Liu Bingxian's house anymore!", The body quietly floated away from Yu Xing.

It showed a resentful expression on its face. It stared at Yu Xing's smooth neck, then raised its hand to touch its own. A reddish-brown scar ran around fiercely, telling that it was strangled to death. fact.

[Quickly don't leave, brother, can't I call you brother, I'm most afraid of deduction with a lot of ghosts]
[They can't kill? ]
Finally, Yu Xing felt that the movement in his ears had quietly weakened, the sound of footsteps and conversations disappeared, and the pressure on his eyelids also faded away.

When everything calmed down, he tilted his head and raised his eyelids.

The shop was still the same shop, and it was peaceful.

The portraits hanging on the wall returned to normal, revealing the illusion of dignity and sadness in the dying.

The incense on the counter burned to the bottom and was extinguished.

He felt something slipped by his hand, and looked down, only to see that all ten of his fingers were covered with flowing blood.

"..."

The blood was cold and dirty. Yu Xing looked left and right, wiped his hand on the gold ingot string until it was clean, and then whispered, "Sure enough, I still touched it."

Live audience: "..."

He was extraordinarily calm, and turned his head to look at the counter. Sure enough, after the bout of blindness just now, there was an extra book with a black cover on the counter.

Approaching and picking it up, there was no name on the skin of the book, but the words "accounting book" were written crookedly with a brush.

Yu Xing opened the book, and the first few pages were full of normal records, the cost of the purchase, how much was sold, how much money was made, and the shopping expenses of the shop owner Jia.

Flipping to the back, large blank spaces began to appear in the book, until the last few pages, the black ink gradually turned to blood, and the recorded content began to become strange.

[On XX, X, Liu Bingxian credited a posthumous portrait frame for [-] yuan.Unpaid (crossed out), paid in full. 】

[On XX, X, Wang Rong bought a bundle of No. [-] joss sticks on credit for three yuan.Unpaid (crossed out), paid in full. 】

[On XX, XX, Liu Xue bought a paper cutter on credit, two yuan and three cents.Unpaid (crossed out), paid in full. 】

[On XX, X, Sun Zhong credited two bundles of paper ingots for one yuan.Not yet]

[On XX, X, Liu Bingxian credited a posthumous portrait frame for [-] yuan.Not yet]

……

Going to the back, the ink has completely turned blood-colored, as if the writer did not use ink to write, but blood as the material.

The entire ledger was full of evil, and the blood-red names seemed to be drawn by a judge and sentenced to death, and their lifespan was about to end and they would fall to the underworld.

Thinking about it carefully, it's a bit of a side effect. After all, the life-repelling incense is in the legend, which is the precursor of black and white impermanence coming to seduce the soul and remind the life.

The date on it was the same as the paper on the door picked up by Yu Xing. The handwriting was illegible and unreadable. It could only be seen that from a certain day onwards, all the credit accounts of all the people behind had not been repaid.

There were still a few sheets of paper left at the back, and Yu Xing turned over them in the spirit of reading.

[On X, XX, I was lucky enough to credit three sticks of No. [-] incense, [-] cents, not yet returned]

"...?"

The title of his Persona is also the first name in his name written in blood ink, just like Liu Bingxian, Sun Zhong and others.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry: "I use your three incense sticks, isn't it to complete the reminder you left, and you count me as credit?"

The account book did not answer him, but the clanging handwriting seemed to emphasize a fact.

Obviously, based on what Yu Xing saw after entering the ghost alley, no one who had not repaid their credit should have escaped a word of death.

Incorporeal ghosts pay more attention to rules if they want to kill people. Similarly, living people have to avoid falling into their traps, and they have to be careful everywhere. The reason for the ethereal spirit body.

Now, all the credit accounts are dead, so Yu Xing's name is next to him, does it mean that he will die if he credits the account of Boss Jia?

In this deduction, no detail can be ignored.

Yu Xing looked at the glaring bloody name, snorted, and coaxed at the book: "Don't make trouble, just pretend that I haven't been here, think about it, if I didn't light these three incense sticks, what you want to convey Could it be that I can’t see it? If I can’t see it, you’ll have to wait a long time for someone again, right?”

"This matter is worth one yard. I was entrusted by you to use your things instead of buying them. Since it is not a purchase, how can it be said to be credit?"

[What is he doing?Reasoning with ghosts? ]
[hhh how stupid and cute]
[Writing names with a bloody pen is a big taboo. If you don't laugh so easily, if you don't handle it well, he may really fall into a dead end]
The barrage didn't say a few words before hearing a "stab".

Yu Xing tore off the page with his name on it, and put it in the red cloth bag hanging around his waist as if nothing had happened: "I won't make things difficult for you, look, I'm not in the account book now. Right? As long as I don't write it down, it means I don't have credit."

He closed the ledger and turned back to the page just now, but he didn't see any new blood words refreshed.

In other words, his credit records in the ledger were erased.

[Fuck, is it really okay? ]
[Awesome brain circuit, as long as I tear up the paper, I don’t have credit? ]
Many viewers saw a faint smile on the corner of Yu Xing's mouth.

Because, on the panel that only Yu Xing could see, six messages were displayed.

[You have obtained the key item "Lucky Credit Record", which can be put into a ghost bag]

[You have obtained the key item, the ghost cloth bag has been activated]

[The ghost bag can collect key items in this deduction, and the space is unlimited]

[Your title of stunning conspirator has played a role, and the success rate of fraud has increased. 】

【You are trying to defraud Shopkeeper Jia】

[Behavior Judgment - Fraud Success]

(End of this chapter)