absurd deduction game.

Chapter 286 Long-cherished wish (18) - Picking up the dead body
After Yu Xing got into the hall, he immediately took a whole look around.

He could hear the conversation between Madam and Si, and knew that if Madam was not stupid, she would definitely hear something wrong in Si's words. After all, no matter how Si fit the role of Xiaomeng, no matter how smart she was, the impromptu words would always be wrong. Full of loopholes, it seems deliberate.

In order not to deceive the priest or himself, he had to find a place to hide before his wife reacted.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for Madam to turn her head and meet his eyes with this 1.8-meter-five man.

Oh, you can't say that, Xiao Jin doesn't seem to have [-].

In a short period of time, Yu Xing didn't have time to identify what was in the room. His eyes scanned the large and small objects one by one, and fixed on a desk used for an incense burner.

The desk is square and covered with a thick red cloth that is dragged to the ground, which is very suitable for Tibetans.

Yu Xing immediately stooped, walked to the desk, lifted the red cloth and got in.

The red candles dazzled the eyes. Fortunately, Yu Xing was often surrounded by candles in the deduction, and he adapted very well. He put down the curtain, thought for a while, and raised an imperceptible corner to look out.

Almost as soon as his sight reached the door, he saw his wife turned her head and looked into the hall for a long time with a gloomy expression on her face.

"Tsk, the time card is not bad, the plan goes through." Yu Xing thought to himself.

He would not be discovered from this angle, so he simply lay on the ground, propped his chin, and waited comfortably.

He intends to stay here, and when the master completes the corpse and exits, he can get out and interfere with the worship hall.

However, before Yu Xing put down the red cloth, he saw a black shadow stepping in quietly while his wife was questioning Si, and then the person glanced around, and even took a fancy to the desk where Yu Xing was hiding. Here it comes!
Yu Xing: "..."

He thoughtfully moved in, intending to cover the other party's mouth after the other party came in to prevent the other party from screaming out in fright, and then kindly divided half of the space for others to hide.

The figure quickly walked to the desk, lifted the curtain lightly, but didn't go right in, but took a wary look first.

At this glance, he saw Xiao Jin lying on the ground in a casual posture.

Figure: "..."

Yu Xing mouthed: "...Hi? So it's Brother Jiu~"

Since the appearance and figure of the character he was playing were quite different from his own, Zhao Yijiu, who was not recognized by Yu Xing at a glance, paused for a moment, then got into the bottom of the desk without saying anything.

When the red cloth was put down, all the candlelight outside was blocked, Yu Xing's vision was pitch black, his night vision was suppressed, and now he was no different from an ordinary person, only feeling that he couldn't see his fingers.

It was Zhao Yijiu, who seemed to see clearly, and put his hand on Yu Xing's shoulder to facilitate Yu Xing's positioning.

He said in a voice so soft that only the two of them could hear, "How did you get in?"

Yu Xing was embarrassed to lie down again, so he turned over and sat up: "The same method as you."

The implication is that they came in recklessly while Madam was not paying attention.

Zhao Yijiu seemed to be more at ease in the dark than usual, and even the suppressed gloom dissipated a little, he said again: "Planning to watch a play here? There are three people outside, can you help me?"

"The red silk was influenced by Liu Xue. After a while, the silk and satin will not move, and the three will be fine." Yu Xing was close, and keenly felt the difference in Zhao Yijiu. He was a little surprised that Zhao Yijiu was there. Feeling like a fish in water in the dark, he has a little more interest in Zhao Yijiu's past.

"Fang Pian said that he has a way to get in, and with Si who has been digging the plot by his wife's side, it shouldn't be difficult for their group to explore 60.00%. But Luo Liang's group—" Zhao Yijiu analyzed in a cold tone Those who don't know can't hear him weighing whether he needs help, and probably think he's talking about a murder plan.

"You want to help?" Yu Xing raised his eyebrows in the dark.

Zhao Yijiu pondered for a moment: "As you wish."

It means, if you say help, you will help, if you say you will not help, then forget it.

Yu Xing smiled, and said in a low voice, "The right path is so terrifying."

Zhao Yijiu moved, and then a muffled voice came: "What's wrong with the righteous path line."

"No, no, it's very good. I really like the Zhengdao line." Yu Xing joked and denied that he really admired the Zhengdao line deducers, but now he was just lamenting that Zhao Yijiu's cold temper is not uncommon in the Zhengdao line It makes sense, because under the cold surface, his heart is quite constant.

Besides, Zhao Yijiu is not the Holy Mother, he just chooses to help others when he is safe, and asks his teammate's opinion as much as possible.

Yu Xing agreed with a smile: "Okay, after the master finishes what needs to be done and exits, we will find a way to bring Luo Liang and his teammates in."

Zhao Yijiu asked: "What if the master and his wife want to finish the worship hall before going out?"

"I just ruined the situation. Anyway... out of Grandmaster's control, no matter how delirious Master Fang and Liu Xue's ghosts are, they won't attack me first. They must seek revenge from their old enemy first!"

The size of the hall is exactly the same as that of the mourning hall in the first stage, which is enough to show that, for Young Master Fang, the hall of great joy decorated with swaying red shadows is like a mourning hall full of mourning, which makes him depressed and desperate.

At least in the extension of this image, Yu Xing can confirm Young Master Fang's attitude towards the funeral wedding.

This young master agrees with them in general. Even if he is dangerous, he can use it or help him.

Yu Xing guessed that Zhao Yijiu could see everything, so he was probing, so he compared it to Zhao Yijiu.

Zhao Yijiu's tone was a little strange: "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, I'll see if you can see. Hey, do you have such strong night vision?"

"……Um."

Madam probably never dreamed that there would be two such courageous guys hiding under the desk and chatting in this cold and strange environment.

After chatting for a few words, Yu Xing lifted up the corner of the tablecloth again. This time, he carefully looked at the furnishings of the hall.

In the spacious rectangular space, red candles are inserted one by one into candlesticks placed on the ground. In the middle of the room are two empty wooden chairs, with a couplet hanging between the wooden chairs.

There are red flowers hanging above the couplet, which looks very festive.

According to the requirements, the father-in-law and mother-in-law should be sitting on the wooden chairs during the worship, and on the other side should be respecting the heaven and the earth, but I don't know what will be sitting on the chairs during the funeral wedding.

The pillars in the house are counted one by one, and they are all pasted with red 囍 characters, and there is an unlit brazier beside the threshold...

Many details are consistent with ordinary people's wedding ceremony, but no matter how you look at Fangfu's hall, you can't get rid of that weird atmosphere.

Because, in front of the wooden chair, there was a huge black coffin.

Yu Xing glanced at the coffin involuntarily. Its sense of existence was too strong, no less than that of the corpse in the red uniform sitting on the empty chair on the other side.

With the corpse facing away from the coffin, Yu Xing could only see a back that was supposed to be slender but was wrapped in layers of cloth and was very thick.

The candle burns shorter and shorter, candle tears drip one by one like blood, the exchange rate is on the plate below, and the cold temperature seeps into the bone marrow.

The corpse was motionless, and the red hijab covered the coiled black hair, which always gave people the illusion that the corpse was about to stand up like a living person and smile coquettishly.

Yu Xing felt that this back was very familiar, just like when he went to look for Liu Xue at Liu Bingxian's shop on Funeral Street and saw Liu Xue's back was turned to him when he was making paper dolls.

"Tsk, if after I die, someone keeps me intact, puts on a red dress, and goes to marry the soul of a strange woman..." Yu Xing muttered softly, frowning tightly, "Hey, how wicked. "

Zhao Yijiu: "..." Why do you always look for a sense of substitution in strange places?

He felt weird for a moment, always feeling that Yu Xing was pointing something, but he couldn't grasp the specific direction.

There was no time for Zhao Yijiu to make things clear, the time finally came to this moment, the door squeaked, and it was completely opened, three figures outside the door flashed past, and stepped into the hall.

The master walked in front of the lady and walked to the coffin at equal intervals.

The madam didn't get too close to the coffin, she seemed to be afraid, and leaned against the low cabinet weakly and bonelessly, while Si obediently followed behind her, standing silently.

The master looked around, pressed the mask with his hands, and said in a low voice, "There seems to be a small bug here."

"What? Someone came in?" Madam's eyes were sharp.

The master remained silent, standing where he was, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Some little bugs think that they are hiding well, but in fact...he is just throwing himself into a trap."

Zhao Yijiu shrank his pupils under the desk, the master had already discovered him and Yu Xing! ?

Is this also estimated by the master, or does the master have other perception abilities?
If this is the case, the master's confident performance probably means that the fact that he and Yu Xing sneaked into the hall is exactly what the master expected, even the result of indulgence.

He moved his right hand, and was about to take out [Stop Kill] to ensure that he could counterattack immediately when there was danger. A hand with well-knit bones rested on the back of his right hand. The strength was neither light nor heavy, but it was obvious that prevent his movement.

Zhao Yijiu looked at Yu Xing in confusion, only to see that Yu Xing was unhurried, shook his head at him, and mouthed: "He's bluffing."

Zhao Yijiu froze for a moment, then stopped still, waiting for the master's next move.

Unexpectedly, Yu Xing reached out to cover his eyes again, and shook his head: "Don't look, some people are very sensitive to eyes, especially eyes with strong emotions."

Zhao Yijiu could barely make out Yu Xing's mouth shape, and lowered his eyelids.

Why does Yu Xing seem to have a lot of experience in voyeurism...

His heartbeat, which was startled by what the master said just now, gradually stabilized, and he regained his composure.

Sure enough, the two of them waited quietly, but the madam didn't have the patience. Seeing that the master had finished speaking, she didn't take any action, so she asked, "Who came in? Where is it?"

The master waited for another two seconds before he smiled and said, "Ma'am, I misunderstood, what I said was just a bug that crawled on my body."

After all, he held out his hand.

Between his index finger and thumb, there was a dead black reptile the size of a fingernail.

Madam: "...You failed to frighten people, but you frightened me."

The master didn't answer her, he still walked to the coffin and touched the end of the coffin where there was a gap.

"close the door."

Madam turned around and closed the door obediently.

The master stretched out a hand, and the priest who was in charge of the preparations for the ceremony immediately stepped forward holding an altar, walked up to the master, and lifted the altar cover.

A strong smell of blood wafted out of the jar, making Yu Xing under the desk curl his lips in disgust.

It was the same smell he smelled on the blood array in the ear chamber, it was stronger than the normal smell of blood, and it was nauseating.

The master took the small spoon from the priest, scooped a spoonful of blood from the jar, and poured it skillfully on the coffin lid. Yu Xing could only judge from the movement of the master's arm that the first stroke was a circular arc.

The sacrificial face held the altar expressionlessly, watching the master spoon by spoon complete the miniature blood formation on the coffin lid. Finally, the master cut his finger with a knife and filled the space corresponding to the vacancies of the five human sacrifices in the blood formation. The position squeezed out his own blood.

The blood falls, and the array is formed.

An unprecedented coldness quickly covered the entire room, Madam was wearing less clothes, and goosebumps had already begun to appear.

The master asked the priest to step back and stared intently at the black coffin.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the coffin shook, and in the silence, there was a knocking sound from inside, which was extremely scary.

The master laughed: "It's done, let's get out."

"Boom, boom..."

The knocking sound in the coffin became more and more rapid. From the perspective of others, the coffin was shaking constantly, as if the things inside were about to lift the coffin boards and come out of the coffin in the next moment.

Madam looked at this scene with her beautiful eyes downcast, folded her hands, and said softly: "Heh... I hope you like your new wife."

The master pushed open the door, turned around and said: "People need to watch the inside, in case something happens, knock on the window to remind."

Madam snorted coldly at him, and then looked at Si with some reluctance: "Little Meng, just follow what we said before, you stay in the house. Remember, you have to stand by the window and pretend to be a paper figurine for decoration. Let the young master and Liu Xue find you. After the matter is over, you don't have to worry about it and escape from the door, you know?"

Si, who was thinking about how to stay inside, was taken aback for a moment, and then responded calmly: "I will pay attention to my own safety."

She didn't know that "herself" had discussed this matter with his wife. Thinking about it, this should be what Xiaomeng experienced before the time jumped to today.

What a surprise.

Madam and Master left the room, the moment the door closed, Si looked around.

She would not obediently stand by the window and pretend to be a paper doll. Madam and Master may not have meant to sacrifice her, but as a deducer, she knew that Liu Xue was best at making paper dolls.

If she really went to be an observer and stood there stupidly motionless, she would have stepped into a dead end.

Liu Xue will definitely recognize her as a living person.

It can only be said that the little dream she plays can get many plots and clues that others can't get, but the pitfalls are one after another, and a little carelessness will lead to disaster.

Simply... she is not a vegetarian.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The shaking of the coffin became more and more violent. Suddenly, five pale fingers squeezed out from the gap and grabbed the lid of the coffin.

The things inside obviously realized that this was the only way to get out, so instead of just knocking blindly, they used their hands to slowly push down the lid of the coffin...

The red cloth on the desk at the side was raised to a conspicuous height, and Yu Xing poked his head out and waved to her.

(End of this chapter)