absurd deduction game

Chapter 332 System, you are trash!

The cry for help was like a gust of wind that would dissipate at any moment, so weak that even Yu Xing's hearing could not capture it clearly.

The wind spun a few times in the air, and it seemed that if you didn't pay attention to it, it would be like gravel, unable to return to its original shape.

Yu Xing's hair was a little disheveled because he was chasing after the gatekeeper just now, which made him look less "close" than usual, revealing a calmness under irritability and a rare aggressiveness.

He didn't look at Carlos anymore. The man didn't make any sound after closing his eyes. He had reason to guess that when Carlos talked to others through the paper figurine, the main body didn't need to make the same move.

Someone is calling for help...who could it be?
Yu Xing stood up and carefully identified the direction of the cry for help, but to no avail, he had to endure the dust on the wall and put his ear on it.

Through the transmission of solid media, the cry for help was greatly amplified in an instant. It was a woman's voice, and the voice characteristics were different from all the women he had seen in this deduction so far.

Sharp, rushing, crashing.

It was as if the woman was experiencing some horror that broke through her psychological defenses.

Naturally, Yu Xing would not take it for granted that this must be a cry for help from a living person.

The only reason for being so active is——he still has a plot kill coming, and the plot kill should be very interesting, right?

Any abnormality that he discovers first may be his plot kill.

Yu Xing thought for a while, took a piece of extra paper that Carlos made just now, and wrote a sentence with a pen.

"There seems to be something wrong. I'll go ahead and have a look. Don't follow me. After the half-hour time limit has passed, send paper figurines to find me."

He put the note gently in Carlos's hand, and then walked out with Tang Dao.

The blood groove on his blood-stained long knife is now about a quarter red. Part of the absorbed blood comes from the fish monster and part from the water ghost. These two guys have indeed consumed some of his resources.

As for plot kills, sometimes plot kills will accidentally injure him, so Yu Xing hopes to stay as far away from Carlos as possible before the end of the 10 minutes, lest Carlos suffer in the end.

Yu Xing walked slowly towards the direction where the distress call came from, and took out one hand to smooth his hair so that it would not block his sight.

As he walked, he found that something was wrong with the surrounding environment. The stone wall was getting lower and lower, and his slender figure was not so comfortable in the narrow corridor. In some places, he had to lower his head to walk properly.

This place must be much smaller than when he first entered the maze, Yu Xing felt that he must have gone to some special place.

The wall above his head was getting lower and lower, he felt the squeezed space, and moved forward reluctantly.

After a few minutes, he had to squat down to walk. Fortunately, the light in front of him was relatively concentrated, unlike a corridor, so the end should be near.Yu Xing speeded up and crouched over. At a certain moment, the pressure lightened, and the narrow corridor came to an end, leading him to a larger square room.

In an instant, the cry for help disappeared, as if he had achieved his goal and didn't even bother to pretend.

The light was no longer brought by the night pearl. Torches were lit around the square room. I don't know when it started to burn, and the square room was illuminated red.

He raised his head slightly, glanced at the new place, and a flash of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He seems to have come to a showroom of art works many years ago.

——The reason why I say this is because there are several large and round heads hanging in this square room.

It's not a specimen, Yu Xing can tell at a glance, all kinds of heads with closed eyes, open eyes, long-dead and recently-dead heads on the wall all have their eyes open, staring blankly into the distance, or Said, staring at the door.

The human heads on one wall flickered in and out of the flames, their expressions looked gloomy, and because they were not hung securely, they swayed slightly in the air.

There is a high probability that the cry for help just now came from their mouths.

Yu Xing didn't go forward first, he retained his interest in the heads, so he investigated the torches first.

The torch was completely old, and apart from dust accumulation, there was no trace of burning on the torch.

He watched the torch from a distance in the tunnel, and it stands to reason that the burn marks on the torch should be very heavy. Could it be that this torch is actually a fake thing because of the maze, so it can be used at any time? Burn anywhere, no limit?
If the torches were fake, then this secret room would not go anywhere.

Yu Xing's enthusiasm has not diminished, he believes that there must be a reason for this secret room to appear.

After watching the torches, he finally came to the wall of human heads and looked up at them.

The heads are arranged neatly, but their fractures are not even, not cut off by a sharp weapon, but as if they were directly twisted off. Across time and space, Yu Xing could feel the brutality of the perpetrator.

The hair on these heads was very long, but it wasn't the kind of long hair he had seen before to hide the face. It was carefully tied and tied into a bun and coiled behind the head, a bit like an ancient soldier.

These people may have existed when the tomb was built. Now, in this maze, their faces have not turned into a pool of carrion over time, leaving only bones in the end, but are preserved vividly, as if the next moment It was as if he could smile and say hello to Yu Xing.

Yu Xing looked down at the part of the head that was at the same height as his own eyes, and found that they didn't look like soldiers either, they were indescribably weird, like... as if they came from all walks of life, with yellow and thin faces , Some are rich, some are vicious, and some are bookish.

Some look to be in their fifties, with wrinkled faces and dark skin, like a farmer;

They are not like soldiers, but more like... buried.

These two words crossed Yu Xing's mind, and when he looked at the heads on the wall again, his feelings were different.

The Yaodao is a bit too much, it takes so many people to die once.

He remembered that Yaodao built the tomb for resurrection and to avoid the interference of certain forces. Since she knew that she would come back alive, why did she kill so many people?
Yu Xing took a few steps back and counted the number of heads.

On this wall alone, there are 130 four human heads.

This can only mean one thing.

In Yaodao's plan, so many people need to die to ensure her resurrection.

He also remembered Uncle Zhang’s diary. In that diary, it was written that the ghost tree is a giant tree full of human heads. If the wall of human heads in the square room is not real, then the real location of these human heads should be The ghost sank into the tree.

In other words, killing so many people is all to fertilize the ghost sinking tree?
Yu Xing let out a "tsk".

He can basically be sure that the Yaodao must have discovered some kind of ability of Ghost Shenshu, and wanted to use it to complete the resurrection, or to complete the resurrection again and again, so he built this tomb palace and occupied the "treasure land" first , leaving some powerful monsters as guards, lest future generations compete with her.

The growth of the ghost sinking tree requires nutrients and time. According to the shape of the ghost sinking tree in the grandfather's diary, the ghost sinking tree should have been a seedling more than 200 years ago.

Therefore, the order of the whole thing should be that the Yaodao found the seedlings of the ghost tree, discovered the power of the ghost tree, and used it to cause disaster. After being killed by the princes, it was resurrected, and the name of the ghost way was completely resounded. Build a tomb palace in Chongyin Mountain, trap the ghost tree, and then use living people to water the ghost tree to make it grow up.

Although it is said that the ghost sinking tree cannot be approached in the legend, and it will die if approached, but the Yaodao, as its cultivator, has its power, so it may be a special case.

Yaodao probably never imagined that a false square room would allow this hateful tomb robber to see so much information. If she knew, she probably wouldn't do anything extra.

Yu Xing walked around the room again. He didn't think the purpose of this place was to send him messages, so he was waiting for the plot to kill.

All the conditions are complete, single, weird, so many heads.

If the plot kill doesn't come, it's too much, and Yu Xing will definitely call the system a waste.

It may be that the system heard the trash he said silently, and the torch suddenly reacted.

The flickering range of light and shadow suddenly increased. Even though there was no wind, the flames shook violently, making people's eyes uncomfortable.

The same goes for the ropes that hang the human heads. The human heads swayed from side to side one by one, colliding with the same kind around them, making a dull sound, and some of them even started to rotate on their own due to the collision.

The light from the fire shone on the head, and a huge and ferocious shadow of the head was reflected on the wall. There were such terrifying lights and shadows on several walls, chaotic and clawing, and everything seemed out of control.

Yu Xing had a strong smell of blood around the tip of his nose, as well as resentment and decay.

He heard whispering voices, loud and small, overlapping, as if a thousand mosquitoes were performing a three-dimensional surround sound around his head.

"Here comes a new fertilizer..."

"It's pretty good-looking, why didn't I have such a skin when I was alive?"

"Hehehe... No matter how good the skin is, it will rot in the ground, and that woman will not soften her heart."

"Shh... don't mention her, she has been coming here so often recently, I really don't want to see her, she reminds me of my ears that I haven't seen until now."

"In her belly hahahaha! Anyway, you don't need ears now, you can't hear anything."

Yu Xing raised his eyes, and as expected, he found that the eyes of these heads were all on him.

"Come on, come on." The young man with thin skin and tender flesh said with a smile, "Join us, you don't know how tired I am of them."

People around scolded it, and after a few seconds, they laughed again: "Come on, we can grow taller when you come, and we can see farther places!"

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, he felt a kind of attraction pulling him forward.

A lot of branches-like lines suddenly protruded from the wall that was normal just now. Yu Xing took two steps back, and those branches persevered in burrowing out.

The heads laughed wildly, and the noise gave him a headache.

When he had a headache, he would be in a bad mood, so the heads laughed for a while, and then heard a low magnetic and calm voice saying: "What are you laughing at? Are you happy to be hung on a tree?"

The laughter of the heads stopped abruptly.

"You guys are so miserable. It's the first time I've seen such a ghost who can take pleasure in suffering. Other ghosts should learn from you and be tolerant of those who killed themselves, and then appreciate their own dead appearance, and repair a little for the skin damage. And happy." Yu Xing smiled maliciously, "Oh, I forgot, you don't even have a corpse, and others can't learn it if they want to."

Human head: "..."

are you human.

It has to be said that Yu Xing successfully hooked up their sadness.Originally, they were also victims, and Yu Xing didn't want to treat them like this, but these victims have all become ghosts who help others.

Yu Xing found that the attraction was stronger, and he couldn't help but move forward a little, only less than one meter away from the branch sticking out of the wall.

He gripped the Tang Dao tightly, changed his posture, stabilized his foot, and then slashed at the branch.

The branches shrank back in shock, but Yu Xing's pupils dilated involuntarily. He knew very well that his knife hadn't left any wounds on these thin branches!

This should be the outermost branch of the ghost tree, I don't know how many levels it takes to be so thin.

If it is the trunk or the first-level branch or the second-level branch, it is probably thicker than him.

But even with such a thin outer branch, he couldn't stop chopping. Is Ghost Shenshu so strong?

For the first time, Yu Xing felt that there was a kind of "ghost" that would make him feel powerless. He even imagined that if he was pulled into the tree by the ghost, even if he could be resurrected, he would be imprisoned in the tree again and again. death.

His resurrection ability is probably not an advantage at this time, but a kind of torture that makes people collapse.

In other words... in front of Ghost Shenshu, he really couldn't die, and it was over once he died.

This is really-

So delightful.

Yu Xing looked at the thin branches. There was not a single leaf on the dry branches, as if living things could not grow on them.

He hit it with a knife, although it was useless, but it succeeded in causing that attraction to stagnate for a moment.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yu Xing stepped back a few meters and took a look at the countdown.

Three plot kills within 10 minutes, now it is No. 205 minutes.

Of course, the system only said that it would appear within 10 minutes, not that it would end within 10 minutes. Even if the time passed, he still had to survive this crisis on his own.

The important thing is that for him, the death rate for this plot kill is 50.00%.

Even people like Yu Xing have to have a 50.00% mortality rate. The system can't find anything, it can only draw a false space and let the ghost Shenshu appear on the stage.

Yu Xing's dodging made the heads go crazy, they shouted, shouted, and asked Yu Xing to hurry to accompany them.

Yu Xing was happy, he finally found something other than actors that made him feel threatening.

Only the things that can really make him fall into a catastrophe are worth fighting with all his strength.

But just as he was about to continue to dodge and look for where the 50.00% vitality was, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

A familiar, very unpleasant breath was surging from his body, with a faint tendency to erupt.

The pitch-black mist flowed out from his heart like a cocoon, and then crazily blended into the surrounding light and shadow, surrounding the fire very dimly.

The cold spread into the internal organs, Yu Xing shivered, and was almost overtaken by the branches. He used the Tang knife to force the branches back a little, and then covered the bleeding mouth and nose.

He felt the power of the curse that suddenly began to express his presence at this moment, and finally scolded the system.

"What about suppressing the agreement, two dungeons will explode twice? You are trash!"

(End of this chapter)