absurd deduction game.

Chapter 237 Funeral (15) - Funeral
Wisps of spooky ghostly aura gushed out of the coffin, almost covering Yu Xing's sight. He heard a few piercing screams of ghosts coming from the coffin, his muscles tensed, and he was ready to run away at any time.

Fortunately, these ghost qi are not continuous, they quickly melted in the air after leaving the coffin, as if they were only stored by someone to scare people.

Yu Xing frowned, sensing that the man in white was moving faster, and reached out to touch Liu Xue's coffin based on his feeling. Sure enough, there was no corpse in the coffin, so he took a hard object into his hand.

The coffins of the master, the housekeeper and Liu Bingxian were empty, and he quickly gave up. When the hand of the nearest man in white had already touched his shoulder, he ducked down and stepped on the coffin wall to use his strength to jump. into his moldy coffin.

He took the thick coffin lid, lay down, and shut himself up.

Before completely losing the light, he took the opportunity to take a look at what he got from Liu Xue's coffin—it was a piece of red nails.

The deduction prompt only appears at this time.

[You have obtained the key item "Yi Xue", which can be put into a ghost bag]

He pinched his nails and stuffed them into the red cloth bag hanging around his waist. Yu Xing heard a few slaps from above the coffin, shaking the whole coffin.

He reached out to hold the lid of the coffin, preventing it from shifting amid the tremors.

After a few seconds...

The slapping sound receded further and further away like the tide, and the surroundings fell into silence.

It was a complete dead silence that was enough to make people feel deaf.

The coffin was obviously still the same coffin, filled with a musty smell, and due to the airtightness, breathing in the coffin would be very heavy, with a feeling of oppression in the chest, and it was easy to get dizzy.

But at this moment, it seemed a little different again.

Yu Xing could only tell from the sound of his breathing that he hadn't lost his hearing.

He smiled, although he was very confident that his judgment would not be wrong, but the current situation undoubtedly confirmed his speculation completely.

This small world created by ghosts has not followed the rules since its original intention.

Crying is not necessarily sadness, the mourners are not necessarily human, and the "door" does not necessarily have to be a real door.

He didn't intend to find any real objects such as secret doors at the beginning. In the spiritual world of ghosts, symbolic meaning is much more important than real objects.

As long as it is a passage connecting here and the outside world, it can be called a door.

As for the connection method, no one has stipulated it.

"Boom."

There was a sudden shock under Yu Xing, and then there was a brief sense of weightlessness. His coffin seemed to be lifted by someone, and it has been in a slightly shaking state since then.

The suona sound, this time almost right next to his ear, suddenly sounded.

As the old saying goes, among all kinds of musical instruments, suona is king.

It's not going to heaven, it's worshiping.

The suona sounded and the whole play ended, with a white cloth covering the head and a small square box, walking and lifting, followed by a piece of white.

A sad and heavy lament was played in its entirety, and Yu Xing's coffin stopped and went, shaking slightly from side to side. As he listened, he felt uncontrollably depressed.

At the same time of depression, there is also a little relief in it, like a layman who has escaped the pain of the world, and is finally no longer restricted by various relationships. He can have a piece of music to play for himself, and walk peacefully amidst the cries of relatives and friends .

At that time, you will find that what you are reluctant to part with is just not parting with it.

Relatives who are reluctant are also just reluctant.

After finishing the funeral, what should be done, what should be done, and the two should have nothing to do, and it has nothing to do with each other.

Yu Xing knew that this was not his own emotion, but the emotion of the person lying in the coffin—or the young master's groom, which was transmitted to him in this particular scene.

He didn't resist, and let himself be immersed in this emotion, his thoughts gradually blurred, his mind became dizzy, and he fell into a light sleep.

Not long after, he suddenly felt light and floated up from the coffin.

Yu Xing's line of sight penetrated the shackles of the coffin lid, gradually rose, and finally floated in the air, turning into a bird's-eye view.

He saw Ghost Alley... No, it should be a normal funeral street at this time.

On the straight street, many people in white clothes carried a sedan chair. Their expressions were vivid, with a white bandage on their heads, and their shadows moved forward slowly with their steps. They were undoubtedly living people.

The coffin he was lying in was placed in the sedan chair, and the suona player stood on both sides of the sedan chair, with his head slightly raised, his mouth puffed up, and his hands kept pressing on the instrument.

In front of the sedan chair were paper floats and people carrying spirit banners. On both sides of the street, shopkeepers selling wreaths and paper money stuck their heads out one after another, paying attention to the funeral procession. Choose to speak at this time.

The funeral procession gradually moved away, lost the cover of the people in white, and Yu Xing saw an old man in a vest sitting on the street.

There is a short stool under the old man's buttocks. He is full of energy, with a pipe casually placed on his loose trousers, and a pair of patched cloth shoes on his feet. He is eating with a porcelain bowl.

The white rice is sparse and soft under the soup, which is very friendly to the teeth of the elderly.

The old man chewed his vegetables, turned his head to look at the tail of the funeral procession, seemed not very interested, and hummed an out-of-tune tune.

The funeral street has regained its vitality. Shopkeepers moved small stools to sit in front of the shop, chatting with acquaintances. Someone asked the old man, "What are you eating today?"

The old man also smiled and replied: "Soy beans, green vegetables! It's delicious to eat with rice."

The man continued: "Eat in the morning? It smells really good!"

The old man looked at his bowl: "Yes, I made it myself! Come tomorrow, and I'll make you something to eat."

The man and several shopkeepers around laughed, and the shopkeepers said: "Can we also have a meal? Who doesn't know that Lao Zhou's cooking is really delicious!"

The old man grinned happily, showing his yellow teeth, looking very kind.

The shopkeeper who was a little further away looked at the laughter and laughter over there, suppressed his voice, and sighed: "It's not easy for Lao Zhou. His wife died, and his son ran away with his grandson, and he was left alone..."

Others responded, "Hey, he's a nice old man, I hope he can live longer."

Yu Xing was floating in the sky, and he couldn't move, he could only take a panoramic view of all this.

This should be what the young master wanted him to see.

At this time, the funeral street is full of vitality, the morning fog has just lifted, and the shopkeepers open early regardless of whether there are guests or not, and they look very happy.

The old man called Lao Zhou seemed to be very satisfied eating the meals he cooked. Others respected him for his age and always made him happy with his words.

This is the norm in the world. People who believe in and spread rumors may not necessarily be kind in their lives.

It's just that most people and things in this world are like this, and no one can tell what a person's merits and demerits are from life to death.

After a while.

The suona sound was too far away to be heard.

The alley in front of Yu Xing began to peel off in pieces, the laughter and laughter disappeared, the figures of the shopkeepers gradually disappeared, and the sky darkened.

This place has become what Yu Xingjin looked like when he played it, old and mottled.

There is no one left.

A trace of melancholy grew in Yu Xing's heart. I don't know if it was the young master's emotion of blending in this small world that infected him, or whether he was really touched by the scene.

People leave the tea to cool down, just like the parting he has seen many times.

No matter how lively the place is, no matter how lively the people are, they will eventually turn into ruins in front of him.

The old man humming tunes sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but look around, but there was no old man, only a dusty stool and a blood-stained cloth shoe.

When he first entered the deduction, what he saw was this scene.

Yu Xing was silent, and the darkness in front of his eyes finally faded, his consciousness faded, and he faintly felt the coffin being lowered and buried in the soil, and the sound of shovels scratching the sand came and went.

Then, nothing can be seen.

[don't know why, kinda sad]
[I suddenly miss my grandpa]
[Upstairs, how about going to see grandpa while it's safe? ]
[he has passed away]
[Why is this stage so... I don’t know how to describe it]
[I estimate that the main theme of this deduction is tragedy]
[Damn, why, I came to see the jokes, not to feel the sadness]
[I still want to know, why is Xing so sure that the door is the coffin]
[I want to know too much, he is awesome like he got the script in advance]
[You can ask him questions during the long table time]
After Yu Xing arranged the action plan and walked into the mourning hall, the number of viewers of their group's live broadcast increased. Since the live broadcast of this deduction is one to one with the real time flow, many deducers only entered the system later. Arrived at the [Parallel Line of Death] push, clicked in.

This live deduction has its own recommendation system. According to the speed of progress and the degree of excitement judged by the system, it will recommend corresponding live rooms to newcomers.

Yu Xing's group is far ahead in progress, and the live broadcast rooms of the three of them are all recommended first.

The barrage has been very lively. When the deducers act separately, the perspective of the live broadcast room also separates. Zhao Yijiu's process of slipping through the ghosts of the entire yin house is captured by someone, and he plans to put it in some highlights.

As for Yu Xing and Zhao Ruru, the two people who stayed in the mourning hall, they were praised for their acting skills, and then they had a disagreement when Yu Xing touched the coffin.

The barrage went from shock to suspicion. When he stuffed Zhao Ruru into the coffin, more than half of the people, like Zhao Ruru, had the feeling that he was being possessed by a ghost or dropped.

The main reason was Zhao Ruru's eyes. The panic in her eyes was very clear. Even her teammates thought this way, and the audience in the live broadcast room became even more suspicious.

Because Zhao Yijiu's screen is separated from them, but Yu Xing and Zhao Ruru are still staying together, and the live broadcast room is integrated. It is very likely that without knowing it, the real Yu Xing has disappeared or even died, and the audience watching , is Zhao Ruru's live broadcast room alone!

There was no way, Yu Xing was too much like a ghost whose plan had succeeded at that time, and there was no need to pretend anymore.

In other words, his calmness can be explained from two aspects. One is that he has a strong psychological quality and has strong confidence in his own judgment.The second is that he is a ghost, the more unfavorable the situation is for Zhao Ruru, the happier he is.

In short, it doesn't look like a newly promoted rookie.

With Zhao Ruru's coffin sealed, the hearts of many viewers fell into entanglement - and the excitement of the falling line.

There was another wave of quarrels in the bullet screen. After Zhao Yijiu returned to the mourning hall, he had no doubt that Yu Xing's appearance was scolded by some people for being stupid.

It wasn't until Yu Xing lay down in the coffin that the people who had been watching on his screen shunted away that everyone realized——Grand!He is not a ghost, he is a real person!

And it seems that the coffin is really a door.

Suddenly, his popularity exploded.

Someone recorded his villain's behavior and the speed of life and death with the key items in Liu Xue's coffin. It is conceivable how many people will know Yu Xing after the live broadcast is over.

Almost every live show has a highlight reel, which is an important way to help the deducer obtain the [deduction star level]. This level can be seen in the persona after promotion. The deducer is the identity obtained after being promoted to "Looking For All".

Following Yu Xing's perspective swaying all the way in the coffin, the audience has already begun to look forward to the [long table time] between each task stage.

……

There is a soft touch under the arm. Yu Xing broke free from the darkness, and the first thing he felt was the warmth of his familiar down jacket.

The furry collar brushed his face, and he let out a muffled nasal sound, and sat up with his hands propped up.

The ice-blue long table came into view, opposite him, Zhao Ruru stared at him expressionlessly, the complexity of his eyes was like looking at an indescribable restrained monster.

[Congratulations on completing the first phase of the death parallel mission, please take a break here]

[Open the long table time, the duration is 20 minutes]

[Reminder: During the long table time, the player can choose the rewards of the progress ranking, and can interact with the barrage, and answer the reward questions to get a lot of points rewards, which will be included in the final income]

[Please note that this space is shared by all teams, but the system has restricted barrage from any form of information disclosure to ensure the information rights of each team]

Only then did Yu Xing fully wake up.

This is a serious conference room with thirty seats on both sides of a long table, a huge screen at the top of the table, and an empty display case at the end of the table.

Yu Xing knows about the long table time, and it can be regarded as a feature of the death parallel line. After the task of each stage is over, the players will enter here to rest and interact with the audience.

The conference room is a public space, and each team has to stay here for 10 to [-] minutes. During this period, if it is a team with a similar clearance time, they can still meet here.

Therefore, the system needs to monitor the information to prevent the barrage from disclosing the information of one team to another team.

It is worth mentioning that the monitoring done by the system is absolute, and it is absolutely impossible for the audience to use their cleverness to deliver information. Even if they negotiated in advance to create their own password to transmit text, as long as they have this intention, they will be blocked by the system and will be blocked by the system. Malicious violations carry unbearable penalties.

For example, if you enter a string of numbers normally, 1234567, there is no problem.

If someone said in advance that "1234567" means "a certain team found key information that you didn't find", then this person would not be able to post this string of numbers on the barrage.

The deduction system of the absurd world cannot be deduced with common sense. It can even perceive everyone's soul, so why can't it detect these small intentions?

No one can violate what it stipulates.

At least not now.

But the absurd system is not an oppressor representing power in the hearts of the players, because it has set rules for itself, and even the system itself must abide by these rules.

Just like in Alice Hell, the system clearly does not want Yu Xing to get the regular sacrifice [Forbidden Chair], but still can only give a reminder according to the prescribed price. It cannot arbitrarily remind the sacrifice worth 4000 points to 8000 , even if the object is Yu Xing.

To some extent, the system of the absurd deduction game is just, so it is accepted and even loved by the majority of deduction games, even if it is inherently terrible.

Zhao Ruru stared at Yu Xing, saw that he was awake, and said, "Are you human?"

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and smiled at her the same way he did in the mourning hall.

Zhao Ruru shivered: "Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid of you, okay! I mean are you a fucking human?? Can't you just explain to me before you do it? Do you know that I was killed by you? When it was stuffed into the coffin, it almost went into cardiac arrest, do you understand that kind of despair???"

A series of questions bombarded him. Before Yu Xing could speak, Zhao Yijiu, who was lying on the seat to his right, twitched his hair at this moment, sat up straight quickly, and looked around vigilantly.

When he realized that he had come to a strange place, but Yu Xing and Zhao Ruru were both there, Zhao Yijiu's tense muscles relaxed slightly, and his eyes shifted to the huge screen at the end of the long table, which was scrolling bullet screens. Say hello, congratulations and "hahahaha".

Then, Zhao Yijiu heard Yu Xing say in that pitiful tone of begging for forgiveness for doing something wrong: "I was wrong~ It was too late at that time, please forgive me?"

He had a twitch on his forehead.

(End of this chapter)