absurd deduction game.

Chapter 236 Funeral (14) - Entering the coffin
Zhao Ruru did not ignore the pity in his tone, and still watched Yu Xing vigilantly.

She decided to go out and ask Zhao Mou what is the degree of personality alienation of this person.

It was Zhao Mou who brought him to the party, so he didn't know about it, right?

Yu Xing kept the smile on the corner of his mouth, looked up at the young master's portrait and said, "Don't worry, I won't open your coffin, it's so tightly sealed, I can't open it even if I want to."

The young man in the portrait also began to bleed from his nostrils, corners of his mouth, and ears.

"It seems that I said something that wasn't quite right." Yu Xing smiled lightly, completely ignoring the scary-looking but non-aggressive photo, and walked to the coffin without a photo on the left.

Although the attempt to open the five coffins in the middle was stopped, there was no ghostly aura in the coffins next to it.

When he entered the mourning hall, he took a quick glance at the coffins and saw that the coffins were in different states. For example, the young master's coffin was the only one among a dozen coffins that was nailed to death, and the coffin in front of him was covered with bloody handprints.

There were twelve coffins in total, four of which were covered with bloody fingerprints.

"Lucky..." Zhao Ruru supported his forehead, why is Yu Xing so obsessed with the coffin.

"Why panic, aren't you looking for the door?" Yu Xing knew that his behavior just now had scared the little girl, so he decided to tell her good news as compensation, "And I have found it."

Zhao Ruru was dumbfounded.

Her brain was spinning rapidly, and she finally realized something.

"Don't you want to say—" She opened her eyes wide and glanced at the coffins.

"That's right, it's exactly what you think." Yu Xing walked around the coffin with bloody handprints, and came to a coffin with no obvious abnormalities except for a slight mold. He put his hand on the coffin lid, and suddenly pushed——

No push.

But the deduction prompt was pushed.

【Are you sure you want to open this coffin?Whatever emerges inside will haunt you until you die. 】

Hey, if there is such a threat, I will be so scared.

Yu Xing tasted the systematic writing with great interest, and commented: "The word game is very good."

system:"……"

Without hesitation at all, he pushed the coffin again. This time, with his extraordinary strength, the coffin lid was easily pushed away.

It was... empty.

There are no ghosts, and no secret passages.

"It's not a door." Zhao Ruru was a little disappointed. She knew that time was running out. If Yu Xing guessed wrong, Zhao Yijiu, who couldn't hold back the ghost, would definitely come back after a while. By then, they would really be in trouble.

However, it seems that good spirits are not evil spirits, just as she was thinking this way, there were already footsteps coming from far and near outside, as well as a high-pitched scream.

Zhao Ruru's complexion changed, and he said anxiously: "Find the door quickly, or I will really confess here!"

The task at this stage is actually not so easy to fall into a siege. If you find the correct door position step by step, these men in white will scatter around, and it will be impossible to form a killing situation.

But they were too careless, and she was too careless. Because of the smooth analysis, she suddenly lost her mind, and accompanied Yu Xing into the mourning hall with the most people in white clothes without evidence—even because of Zhao Yijiu all the way Attracted by the attraction, all the men in white from the entire yin house came.

The more Zhao Ruru thought about it, the more weird he felt, as if he had been confused by a ghost just now.

She is a cautious person, how could she make such a hasty choice?

Yu Xing's smiling voice seemed unaware of the danger in front of him: "Don't worry, there's time."

Zhao Ruru's strange feeling became stronger.

She recalled Yu Xing's attempt to open the five coffins to release ghosts, and she suddenly shivered.

What if Xing didn't want her to die, but wanted her to die?

This luck may not be real luck, but a ghost's disguise!
Although she didn't know the opportunity for the ghost to drop her bag, Zhao Ruru's heart blossomed when the thought came together. Her pupils constricted, her breathing fluttered, and she instinctively wanted to run to the door.

One is to stay away from "fortune", and the other is to run out of the mourning hall before Zhao Yijiu brings in the man in white, otherwise she will be trapped in the mourning hall, and she knows that she will not survive.

Third, she has to remind Zhao Yijiu that there is no luck he trusts here, only a ghost who is good at lying!

However, as soon as she lifted her leg, Zhao Ruru felt an irresistible pulling force from her arm, and she was pulled to her body by "Yu Xing" in fear, and a sentence crossed her mind: "It really is a ghost, otherwise strength will It can't be that big."

As the distance suddenly approached, "Yu Xing" had an unclear smile on the corner of his mouth, and the blackness in his eyes was bottomless.

"You—" Zhao Ruru was about to speak when her body suddenly flew into the air. She screamed shortly and looked at the young man in front of her in horror.

"Why do you have such a scary expression..." Princess Yu Xing hugged Zhao Ruru, lowered her tone, and said in a voice close to a murmur, "It's been a long time since anyone looked at me with this expression. I'm in a daze."

People in the live broadcast room may not be able to hear this, but Zhao Ruru was so close that he could barely capture the whole sentence.

So she was even more afraid.

The voices of Zhao Yijiu and the white-clothed man outside the door were getting closer and closer. She hoped that Zhao Yijiu would come to rescue her quickly, but also rationally thought that when Zhao Yijiu came in, she saw that Xing, who was supposed to help, had turned into a ghost. However, he still has to deal with the piles of white-clothed men by himself, and I'm afraid he won't have time to take care of her.

It's over, dead end.

She is really a rare pure auxiliary deducer, and every sacrifice fused with her persona has no attack power at all.

In this desperation, a movement of the arm at the crook of her leg thrust her into the open coffin.

"!"

He wants to bury me alive! ?

This method of death was even more unacceptable to Zhao Ruru than being dealt with by a claw. She watched Yu Xing pick up the coffin lid with one hand and put it on top of her.

The coffin was closed, and Zhao Ruru patted the coffin lid inside. Yu Xing was afraid that she would run out, so he pressed his right hand on the coffin.

A deep dark green light faintly flowed under his palm, and Yu Xing murmured: "Overactive and ineffective thinking is really worrying... Stay in it obediently, it will be over soon."

A few seconds later, the coffin regained its calm. He took his hand away, and a small ink painting-like lock pattern appeared on the coffin. Around the lock, there was also a grimace that was too faint to be seen clearly.

All movement in the coffin disappeared.

Just at this moment, Zhao Yijiu rushed into the mourning hall like a wind, and closed the door with the latch that came with it. When he turned his head, he saw Yu Xing standing beside the coffin, and Zhao Ruru was missing from the room.

There was the knocking sound of the man in white and even more shrill screams from outside the door. Zhao Yijiu didn't look in a panic, but the sweat on his forehead and slightly trembling muscles showed that he was in danger of being chased by a group of ghosts alone.

This door won't last long, ten seconds at most.

Zhao Yijiu ran towards Yu Xing, and blurted out: "Has Zhao Ruru entered?"

Otherwise it won't be there.

Yu Xing gave a "hmm" and signaled Zhao Yijiu and him to the right side of the row of coffins.

He said: "Open the coffin, open the one without bloody fingerprints."

Of the twelve coffins, five had photos, four had bloody handprints, and the remaining three... were slightly moldy but had no obvious abnormalities.

There is one on the left, and now Zhao Ruru is lying in it.

There are two on the right.

Zhao Yijiu didn't ask why, and immediately followed suit. When he touched the coffin board, he paused slightly, apparently also received a system prompt.

But he didn't hesitate, and pushed away——

There was nothing in the coffin.

He looked at Yu Xing with doubtful eyes. At this moment, the door latch was shot with a huge crack by the man in white, and it clicked, which was very obvious.

"Lie down in the coffin and close the lid. No matter what happens later, don't lift the lid." Yu Xing also opened the last moldy coffin, and with a "bang", the door was smashed.

The people in white looked at the portraits in the mourning hall for the first time, and found that the portraits either opened their eyes wide with anger, or after bleeding from their orifices, they became much quieter, as if they were in fear.

It was only a moment of silence before they began to probe, walking slowly into the mourning hall, forming an airtight encirclement around Zhao Yijiu and Yu Xing.

Fortunately, the room used as the mourning hall was large enough, occupying a full third of the area of ​​the fifth entrance yard. At this speed, it would take a few seconds for the men in white to reach them.

Zhao Yijiu glanced at it, and immediately lay down in the coffin, and closed the coffin boards in one go, as if he had been lying down many times.

Seeing that the two teammates finally finished lying down, Yu Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Zhao Yijiu's trust in him is very firm, unlike Zhao Ruru who can think about things.

Time was urgent, he had no time to explain to Zhao Ruru, so he could only force her to enter it... Then he used the ability of the new sacrifice [Prisoner] which was fused with the sacrifice originally named [Forbidden Chair] to completely blow her away. Imprisoned in the coffin to prevent her from crawling out.

Oh, what a gentle man he is!

Complimenting himself in his heart, Yu Xing looked at the men in white who surrounded him, and he could have gotten into his coffin calmly.

But he looked at the five coffins in the middle again, and the desire in his heart was about to move.

What Zhao Ruru said was right, in the deduction of the struggling level and mourning, the doomed situations are basically made.

But she overlooked one point.

This is Death Parallel, a live deduction of progress competition.

In the first stage of winning by speed, it is completely unnecessary to set up five malicious ghosts that require the death of the player to appear, and there is no such motivation at all.

Besides, it's just the breath of ghosts. It's probably not appropriate to confirm that there are real ghosts in it just by the breath.

He felt that it was not a ghost, but something that could be collected.

It's the kind of thing that doesn't affect customs clearance if you take it or not, but it will definitely be beneficial if you take it.

Furthermore...

Even if it is really a ghost, as long as he lies in the coffin before being caught, then nothing will happen to him. After all, the deduction prompt is very clear——

[No matter what appears inside, they will haunt you until you die. 】

"Until you die".

That is to say, after death, no matter what it is, they will no longer haunt the person who opened the coffin.

A funeral is being held here.

And he lay down in the coffin and closed the lid.

Can anyone prove that he is not dead?
This reminder seems to be a threat to the player to open the coffin, but in fact, it is an obvious and friendly reminder!
It took Yu Xing one tenth of a second to convince himself, and he stepped forward, came to the five coffins, and kicked them as soon as he raised his foot.

The deduction reminder rang four times in a row, except for the coffin that was nailed to death by the young master, the lids of the other coffins fell to the ground one after another, making dull noises.

　I originally finished writing [-] words and planned to stop, but after looking at it, it seems that breaking chapters in the middle seems to be too much. For the sake of coherence, I wrote another chapter... let’s take it as a small gift for the last day of this year~(￣▽￣)~ *
　　
　
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