absurd deduction game

Chapter 311 Goodbye to the ancestral hall
A bird with gray stripes on a white background was quietly hung upside down on a branch of a tall tree. Due to the effect of gravity, its two wings spread downward, revealing its bloody feathers.

One of the bird's feet was tied with a thin rope, and the bird's eyes were lifeless. A small bird can give people a great sense of fear.

The dead bird was on the tree in front of Yu Xing. Yu Xing stared at the string twice, then turned to another direction.

Bird corpses, bird corpses, bird corpses... still bird corpses.

Birds in exactly the same state hang upside down on the branches, some are intact, some are rotting, and some have exposed their bones. They are like bells on Christmas trees, shaking silently with the wind.

Even the well-informed Yu Xing couldn't help but get goose bumps in this scene, and his stomach stirred for a moment.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but that the scene was too weird, coupled with the huge and dissipating rancid smell, which caused his body to react involuntarily.

"Does this bird have any special significance?" Yu Xing's difficulty is that he does not belong to this world and lacks understanding of the animals and plants in this world, so he cannot analyze the intentions of various practices as soon as he sees it.

He had only seen the custom of hanging cat corpses in some villages and remote towns before. People there believed that cats were special. This symbol of the gods cannot be buried casually.

Whatever the cause, those regions have invariably picked up the dead cat's carcass, wrapped it up, put it on a tree branch, and left it to rot.

Day after day, year after year, there are more and more cat corpses. Such a forest is also gloomy in broad daylight. Adults feel afraid to go in, let alone ignorant children accidentally breaking in.

Yu Xing has heard many such cases, saying that a child broke into the forest of cat corpses and accidentally touched a tree trunk, a cat corpse fell from the tree, the rags split, and the half-rotten head of the cat just rolled away Come out, such a scene will definitely be the shadow of that child for the rest of his life.

It's the same here, except that instead of putting cat corpses, they hang bird corpses.

In Yu Xing's mind, the two-meter-four-meter-high rickety little giant he lost just now was holding the same string as the bird carcass in his hand. It is estimated that he hung the bird in the forest.

So... rushing over with a rope, is he trying to kill him like a bird, and then hang him on a tree?
Yu Xing imagined for a while, showing a very disapproving look.

The rope is too thin, if it is tied to his leg, it must be very uncomfortable. Can't the rickety man use a wider rope to catch him?
While despising the perfunctory manner of the rickety man, he continued to walk forward. There were basically no leaves on the branches of these trees, but there was a thick layer of leaves on the ground, which made a crisp sound when stepped on.

This forest is not small, Yu Xing observes, none of the Chongyin Mountains fly in this forest, the flowers and plants are exhausted, insects and snakes are extinct, it is a bit like the Valley of the Dead.

It's just that there are dead people in the valley of the dead, and dead birds in the woods.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing paused.

Since the dead can be resurrected, is the dead bird in the forest also used for resurrection?

Are the Rickets the only humanoids on the mountain?How long has he lived here to hang so many bird carcasses?What is the purpose of him hanging the bird corpse, just for appreciation, or is he performing some kind of ritual because he knows the function of the Yaodao tomb at the foot of Chongyin Mountain?

Or... what is the relationship between the rickets and the tomb of the demon way?
Questions came one after another, and Yu Xing felt that he couldn't answer them unless he found the rickety man's home.

That's right, he felt that since he would get lost if he followed a rickety man in the forest, he should just go and steal the house. The house would never be lost, unless the rickety man ran away overnight with the house on his shoulders.

Although the rickety man was dressed in simple clothes, his body was not as dirty as in the open air in the mountains and forests, but was very clean. Yu Xing speculated that the rickety man must have a fixed residence that could shelter from the wind and rain.

Unknowingly, Yu Xing put himself in the position of the villain.

Another gust of wind blew, and several bird carcasses fell down. Yu Xing dodged the dead bird on the branch next to his face with some disgust, and didn't let this rotten and smelly little corpse smear his face. .

Anyway, with the idea of ​​stealing a house, Yu Xing endured his nausea and wandered around in the forest of bird carcasses, trying to find the house of the rickety man, but to his surprise, this forest seemed to be just the "workplace" of the rickety man, not Family.

Yu Xing didn't find the rickety man's residence, only a deep hole the size of a basketball court.

The smell in the deep pit is the most unbearable until entering the mountain. It is mixed with all kinds of extreme smells that humans can bear. Yu Xing climbed to the edge of the pit and looked down. He was almost thrown off by the stench coming from the pit. .

"...Damn, it's too scary." Yu Xing's eyes showed fear, and he finally found what scared him in this deduction.

Damn, it smells really bad!

He felt dizzy after smelling it, and he had no doubt that if he withdrew a few seconds later, even his physique would be able to faint in place.

This is a physical attack, an extremely powerful physical attack.

As for the mountain of bird carcasses in the pit, it was nothing to Yu Xing, just a visual impact. Are the densely packed white and gray patterns or small bodies with gray and white patterns scary?

not at all.

After seeing the deep pit, he quickly left the forest, and he also knew that as long as the rickety man maintained a little sense, he would not live in the forest and endure the smell from the corpse pit every day.

The home of the rickets should be behind the forest.

In addition, Yu Xing has already guessed that if hanging bird carcasses upside down has its own meaning, then the bird carcasses thrown in the pit should all fall from the process of hanging upside down, "no longer useful" carcasses.

He touched the goosebumps on his arms through his clothes, walked out of the bird carcass forest with a wooden face, and saw a path that had been stepped on.

There are no roads in the world, and if there are many people walking, it becomes a road.

Only one "person" will walk back and forth on this road, and that is the rickety man.

Yu Xing's eyes lit up, and he continued his process of stealing the house and walked along the path.

For convenience, he tied the Tang knife together with the scabbard to the belt, and placed it next to the painting cylinder, so that he only needed to pull the knife out of the scabbard, and there was no need to untie the lock of the painting cylinder.

Continuing to walk forward, Yu Xing saw the footprints beside the path. As the soil got wetter, the footprints became deeper and deeper. He raised his brows slightly, wondering if there was a dark river under his feet?
Otherwise why would the good ground be wet.

At the back, the land was as hard as mud, and Yu Xing really walked through it while disgusted.

His familiarity with this mountain forest disappeared temporarily in the bird carcass forest, and it recovered as soon as he got out of the bird carcass forest. Stepping on the wet mud, Yu Xing felt as if he had seen the surrounding trees before.

An idea gradually formed in his mind, Yu Xing looked at the hideous branches of the trees, and walked through the forest along a gap that could pass through people.

The air ahead was getting colder and colder. Yu Xing seemed to be walking relaxedly, but in fact his vigilance had already been mobilized.

He twisted and turned, passed several strange corners, and finally saw a small black shadow in the distance.

As he approached, the outline of the little black shadow gradually became clear, which was the source of Yu Xing's sense of familiarity!
A small ancestral hall stood there. The ancestral hall was an ancient building, the same as the one he had seen in the forest outside Coffin Village. It had vermilion wooden walls and a dark brown mortise and tenon structure, about [-] square meters , without gates.

In fact, the ancestral hall is not black in general, but the vermilion walls show a deep texture in the dark night, and the overall tone is darker.

The reason why Yu Xing fixed the word "black ancestral hall" in his mind was the huge black coffin inside the wide open door of the ancestral hall.

In fact, the coffin is the only center of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall in front of me can't be said to be very similar to the one in Coffin Village, it can only be said to be exactly the same.

Not to mention, even the woods outside the ancestral hall are the same as the forest in Coffin Village, with the same tree species, height, and density.

Yu Xing believes that Coffin Village and Chongyin Mountain should be two geographically opposite places, with completely different climates, temperature differences, and altitudes. It cannot be a coincidence that such similar forests can be formed in these two regions.

It can only be that the coffin is at work.

only……

With light steps, he quietly approached the ancestral hall, staring at the closed and heavy coffin.

Zhou Yongsheng who has self-awareness sleeps in the inner and outer coffins of Coffin Village, so in this inner and outer coffin...

Yu Xing walked over step by step, recalling his attitude towards the coffin in Coffin Village, thought for a moment, and stretched out his finger.

"Dong dong dong."

He bent his fingers and knocked hard on the coffin three times, and then said loudly: "What are you sleeping, you've fallen before it's time to rest!"

What's in the coffin: ? ? ?
I am afraid that even a man would have to open the coffin. Yu Xing skinned a bit, and immediately hid behind a square table in the ancestral hall after hearing the noise in the coffin. It was full of dust and hadn't been lit for many years.

The contents of the coffin seemed to be agitated, and the movement of opening the lid made a loud noise, as if desperately trying to catch the guy who said "he" had dropped the bird outside the coffin.

Yu Xing: I didn't mess with color, I mean serious.

He suspected that this coffin was the "home" of the rickety man.

So, isn't the bird corpse the rickety person's?The bird carcass fell, so there was no problem at all!

He hid well, and stretched out half of his head to spy on the coffin.

I saw that the coffin lid was opened from the inside by a force, trembling, and when the coffin lid retreated more than half, a deformed figure with protruding shoulder blades sat up from the coffin.

As soon as the man came out, he looked around with the head that seemed to be inlaid on his shoulder. This time the distance was very close, and there were no trees to cover him. Yu Xing used the light of the moonlight outside the ancestral hall to see the side face of the rickety man clearly. silhouette.

It was a flat face, with a slight protrusion at the bridge of the nose, a round chin, and the mandible was like a sac, which looked like it was carrying something.

The rickety man's eyes protruded like copper bells, resembling the death appearance of a strangled person.

But he is not dead yet.

Yu Xing retracted his head and thought: "Maybe he was strangled to death, but like Zhou Yongsheng, because of the existence of the black coffin, he retained some of his life characteristics. And this ancestral hall is so close to the tomb palace, it may be more effective. High, so that the rickety man can move freely in the forest while deformed. I don’t know how many years this guy has lived..."

"who is it?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded above Yu Xing's head.

Yu Xing froze, and then shrank himself into the square table. He knew that the rickety man was standing behind his table now, and because of his height advantage and his head tilted forward, he seemed to be talking above his head.

But what surprised him was not that the footsteps of the rickety man were not as obvious as in the forest, but that he was surprised—this guy can actually talk?
I have been alone in the mountains for so many years, and I don't know how long I have been dead. Has the language function not degraded yet?

Is it possible to go to the front mountain every day to chat with the big white flower in the rattan group?
"who is it?"

The voice above his head moved, as if he had walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall and said something to the outside.

Yu Xing turned his head and could see the slender legs of the rickety man from the corner of the square table.

There was no tablecloth on his table, and he managed to hide just now because the inside of the ancestral hall was darker than the outside because there was no moonlight.

The rickety man has good eyesight, and Yu Xing just wanted to test whether this guy had night vision, or just had better eyesight than living people.

It turns out that in the dark, one must be blind.

The rickety man searched for a long time without seeing anyone, and stomped his feet on the spot angrily. The string in his hand was thrown far away angrily by him. While Yu Xing was watching the excitement, he ran out to pick up the string again. When she came back, she held her in her arms like a baby.

Maybe looking at the behavior of a rickety person, you can even taste a childishness from it, but if the childishness is made by a terrifying and slender figure of two meters four, then it may only be scary.

Yu Xing thought leisurely, why don't the rickety people go to the woods to look for it?Doesn't he suspect that I ran into the woods?What's it like to be incompetent and furious near the shrine?
The answer to his question was a hoarse yawn from the rickety man.

The yawning of the rickety man was like thunder on the ground, and the dull voice could be heard far away. Yu Xing felt his sleepiness with empathy.

So it was because he was going to sleep... Is this a side effect of the "resurrection" of the coffin?You have to lie in the coffin and sleep most of the day to maintain this state?
No wonder Carlos didn't mention this crooked giant during the paper call.

Because the positions of the black coffin and the ancestral hall are relatively remote, and they are not on the only way forward, either Carlos' team did not see the ancestral hall, or they did, and did not dare to open the coffin.

Yu Xing watched helplessly as the rickety man lay back in the coffin again staring at those bulging eyes that could not be closed, and closed the coffin lid while yawning.

"Tsk, I thought he would chase into the woods, so I can check the black coffin." The last time I saw the black coffin, the power of the curse on him was too obstructive, so he couldn't get close to the coffin, otherwise the power on the coffin would It will cause him to die many times due to the violence of the curse.

This time it was fine, the power of the curse was firmly suppressed. Although he could not feel the special power everywhere and lacked a radar, he could observe what he wanted to see without being affected.

He temporarily put aside the matter of the black coffin, got up and wandered around in the ancestral hall, focusing on the candles on the candlesticks.

These candles accumulated a lot of dust. Unlike those in Coffin Village, the candles in Coffin Village were often lit. Every time a sacrifice was made, all the candles would light up.

But the rickets here don't seem to need candles to survive.

(End of this chapter)