absurd deduction game

Chapter 42

Although the cat was small, its eyes were bright, but it seemed a little arrogant, and it was not even close to its owner.

Yu Xing squinted his eyes, always feeling that there was an uncomfortable aura on the black cat, and it seemed that something faintly affected him, making him not want to get close.

He also didn't know the origin of this witch. She appeared in a deduction game that was obviously a separate fragmented world, and she also used the wording "part-time job".

Weird.

"How to play the game?" Wang Jue asked.

"It's very simple." The witch's beautiful face remained unchanged, and she slowly recited the rules, "Each of you has to come in and answer me three questions. If you lie about the question or cannot remember, you will There is bad luck in this game, and the more things go wrong, the stronger the bad luck."

Hearing this, Yu Xing felt something wrong.

He... may not have a very good memory, and can't remember many things.

The game is against him!Must be jealous, must be!

"What if you can't remember the three questions?"

Yu Xing put his hands in his pockets, although he was not sure in his heart, on the surface he still looked like he couldn't see through.

"It's nothing, it's just bad luck." The witch faced him and slowly raised her cherry red lips, "After going out, maybe you will be killed by the fallen Alice brand, or a gear on the dome will fall, hit you in the head."

Yu Xing smiled: "Sounds great."

"Agreed." The witch nodded gracefully, accepted the compliment calmly, and continued to say to the three, "After answering the question, no matter what the result is, I will tell you the clue. If I like your answer, I will give you a small Gift."

She pointed her slender fingers in Wang Jue's direction: "You come first, the other two are waiting in the hall."

Wang Jue followed this woman who didn't act like a normal person with emotion and walked into the room with trepidation.

It was pitch black inside, and he couldn't even reach out his fingers. He could only see a faint glow from the witch's body, so Wang Jue followed the witch closely, for fear that something would come out of the darkness and attack him.

The witch took a few steps and stopped at one point. Wang Jue could barely see the outline of an object through the fluorescent light on her body.

"Now start answering the questions, you will be responsible for your answers." The witch did not give Wang Jue a chance to observe the object herself, and looked directly into his eyes, her voice becoming more ethereal.

Wang Jue was in a trance for a moment, he looked at the woman in a black robe but she was shining brightly, and for a moment thought that what he saw was a god that he had imagined in his heart since childhood.

Of course, he doesn't believe in gods now, but he's still afraid of the uninspired feeling of witches.

Under tension, his Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed.

"The first question." The witch didn't care about his mental state, "Do you remember the touch on your neck when you were 14 years old, when your mother was cursed viciously and nearly strangled you due to insanity?"

"...Remember." Wang Jue's eyes twitched, his deep mixed-race face twisted.

With his answer, the pressure between his neck doubled, as if there were really two hands that imprisoned him, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes. The mother's usual gentle eyes became hysterical, and she had never shown it to him. The vicious look was like a sharp blade stabbing at his heart.

"The second question. Do you remember how you felt when you were 15 years old, angered the murderer who cursed your mother with tricks, killed him, and used age and lies to get rid of the crime?"

"..." Wang Jue's eyes showed sullenness.

……

hall.

Yu Xing nestled comfortably on the sofa, playing with the silver cross he got from the display stand.

His pupils were slightly dilated, and at first glance he was wandering in the sky, so much so that after touching the silver cross for a while, he realized that it was an inverse cross, symbolizing the devil.

"Devil..." murmured, Yu Xing continued to be in a daze.

Zhao Yijiu was wandering around the house, his eyes flicking over the photos on the white rope from time to time.

He blinked and turned to look at Yu Xing, who was too quiet. After realizing that Yu Xing was different from the previous state, he stopped talking, stopped talking and thought, sorted out his words, and forgot to say anything.

strangeness.

Why did Yu Xing react so much to this place?

He feels okay.

Suppressing his doubts, Zhao Yijiu looked around with an indifferent expression, and found that there was really no sign here.

He didn't see the amusement park sign outside, and he thought it would be inside the house.

result……

This place is really out of tune with Aliceland, both in terms of atmosphere and sensory stimulation, like a wolf in a pack of huskies.

When the Husky was about to demolish the house, the wolf looked at him coldly, yawned, and showed his sharp fangs.

This metaphor is due to Zhao Mou... Zhao Mou was really his only source of happiness when he was a child.

Just as he was thinking, Wang Jue opened the door and came out.

His expression was the same as when he went in. He smiled at Zhao Yijiu and said, "The witch said that you will be next, so go in."

Zhao Yijiu nodded politely, looked at Yu Xing who was bored and started to study the patterns on the cross, retracted his eyes, and walked inside.

Inside, there is a vast expanse of white.

The witch stood in the center in a black robe, with a black mist in front of her.

It was too bright all of a sudden, and Zhao Yijiu raised his hand uncomfortably to block his eyes.

"..." What he didn't see was that the witch also looked at the inner room slightly, and then stopped.

"Come here," said the witch.

Zhao Yijiu approached with a tense face, and looked at her with the eyes of the prepared boss: "Can we start?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to chat, the witch who had no intention of chatting nodded slightly and said simply: "The first question."

"Do you remember when you were eight years old when you were taken to the house of your uncle who was studying medicine by your brother to experience the feeling of dissecting a corpse?"

"Remember." Zhao Yijiu nodded lightly.

"Second question, have you ever killed someone?"

Zhao Yijiu's tone did not fluctuate: "Never killed."

"The third question, have you ever thought that one day you will fail to endure the urge to kill, and what will you be like then?"

Zhao Yijiu glanced at the witch: "I thought about it."

The corners of the witch's lips curved: "A very decisive answer, I can feel a kind of extreme forbearance in you."

"How did you know so much?" This time, Zhao Yijiu didn't leave directly, but stared at the witch's face. The whole person exuded a gloomy aura, like a shadow hidden in a corner in a damp street. When others pass by, they will be dragged by the shadow into a nightmare that cannot be woken up.

The gloom in his eyes could not be dispelled.

Whether in surprise, anger, joy, bewilderment, or any other emotion, his eyes were always like this.

"This is the Time Cabin, I can see the fragments of your past." The witch answered Zhao Yijiu's question, but also ignored the hidden temperament in him, "There is another person who did not come in, you help me call him. "

……

Yu Xing shook the cross, and the ruby ​​in the middle of the cross was crystal clear, like drops of blood.

Suddenly, a tall figure came to him, blocking half of his light source.

Yu Xing looked up, only to hear Zhao Yijiu's concise words: "Go in."

"Oh." Yu Xing put down the reverse cross without any hesitation, patted his wrinkled clothes and brushed Zhao Yijiu's body.

Zhao Yijiu's gaze stayed on the inverse cross, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to pick it up.

Does this thing have any special meaning?demon?
Why is Yu Xing interested in it?

He looked back and saw that Yu Xing had opened the inner door that would automatically close every time and walked in.

inside.

After the third tourist entered here, the scenery changed again. It was no longer pure black or white, but became a space with a very ancient charm.

The brown wood partition carved with moiré pattern divides the small room into a delicate and natural way. On the white walls are freehand landscape paintings, and I don't know whose ink pen.

Hua carved screen, tea cup incense burner.

The other wall of the house is full of framed oil paintings. The frames are expensive at first glance. These paintings are not hung anywhere, but are stacked in a random manner.

Next to the painting are some large and small stone sculptures with lifelike faces. It can be seen that the people who carved them have a strong foundation in this regard.

Looking at it this way, this house is not only a strong ancient charm, but a combination of Chinese and Western.

There were two chairs in the middle of the room. The witch's expression moved slightly, and she lifted the tail of her robe and sat on one of them. The black cat on her shoulders meowed, and fluttered down to the other chair.

So Yu Xing saw this scene.

In the well-decorated and familiar room, the witch sat upright with a translucent object floating in front of her.

With his good eyesight, he could immediately see that the center of the object was a cloud of black and white fog, and there were several star trails around the center. The star track is turning.

He walked over very leisurely and found that the little black cat was sitting in the seat that belonged to him.

"This cat is so welcome." Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, and gently stretched out his two hands to hug the cat in a holding posture. The cat was not annoyed, so he quietly stared at him with his golden eyes.

One person and one cat stared at each other for a long time, but the witch did not stop her, but watched with interest.

"Meow!" After a while, Yu Xing's expression didn't change at all. The little black cat probably got bored, fluttered his paws twice, and shook his ears.

"It's called bad luck." The witch rarely took the initiative, "It likes you."

Doom let out a meow and fluttered again, but still couldn't break free from Yu Xing's hand.

"Oh?" The magnetic voice stretched out a question that didn't make any sense.

The next moment, Yu Xing's gentle expression slowly changed, and a sense of gloom spread over him. He looked at Doom with a playful look in his eyes, and was so frightened that Doom suddenly exploded.

"Meow—" Yu Xing let go of his hand when Doom called, and Doom jumped onto the witch's leg, shrinking into a small ball.

Yu Xing's expression returned to normal, and he was very satisfied with his acting skills and the effect of his acting skills, and said happily: "So it doesn't like me. Kitten, remember not to sit in my seat next time."

Bad luck.

　Regarding everyone's discussion in the previous chapter, emmmmm Yu Fengshen was here. He went to the "Witch's Fortune-telling Cabin" where the fortuneteller deliberately used the word "witch" in order to test him. This is a real witch.The two women have different abilities. The fortune-teller, as the name suggests, is divination, while the witch is another.New readers do not panic, the characters of the old books do not affect the plot.

　　
　
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