absurd deduction game.

Chapter 478 Art Museum Hall

The boy seemed to have sensed something, so he turned his head at the last moment, and happened to meet Yu Xing's eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the moment when they met their eyes, the head of the rabbit doll in the boy's hand seemed to be raised, but was pushed down by the boy's hand again.

Afterwards, the boy didn't react at all, turned his head back calmly, and followed the team to the direction he should go, as if it wasn't a big deal to him that there were two outsiders he didn't know standing around the corner.

Yu Xing waited for two seconds and found that the viewing group did not go this way, which meant that the boy really did not inform the ghosts in the group of their existence. Is this a way of expressing goodwill?
"Have you seen it?" Zhao Yijiu teased, "For a moment, I felt his killing intent, but when he saw us, or saw you, his killing intent disappeared, did he know each other?"

"You are really sharp, I didn't feel anything." Yu Xing spread his hands, he is definitely not as sensitive to breath as Zhao Yijiu in the ghost state, and Zhao Yijiu doesn't need to be concerned about such details The higher-ups misled him, "According to what you said, maybe you have actually seen him—he has seen me, but I haven't seen him."

Zhao Yijiu looked strangely: "Wow, my dear captain is very powerful and famous."

How yin and yang are weird.

Yu Xing really couldn't understand the mental journey of some details of Guijiu, he shook his head: "It's good to get in touch later, let's go to the gate first."

Generally speaking, in such a large venue, there will either be a large map drawn in the hall connected to the gate, or a paper map and brochure will be placed on the shelf at the entrance, not to mention that during the exhibition, there must be a The map shows the types of paintings everywhere.

The problem now is that they don't know where their starting point is from the very beginning, and now they want to go around to the gate, and there will inevitably be the danger of encountering viewing groups and NPCs in the venue on the way. Maybe those paintings that look weird at first glance will also turn into deadly ghosts.

Zhao Yijiu said: "For the sake of your weakness, I will tell you in advance whether there are other auras ahead. You can go as you please. I believe in your luck. After all, you are 'lucky'."

Yu Xing did not refuse. Anyway, the name of his Persona is also Xing. This word is very metaphysical to him. The ghost knows whether it is lucky or unlucky. In short, he is still very confident in memory. He came forward, At least not detour.

In this way, he first randomly chose a direction that was pleasing to the eye, and then walked along the corridor, listening to see if there were any viewing groups nearby, and observing whether the paintings along the road were regular. After walking a few passages, he Saw a stairwell.

There are stairs leading upstairs and downstairs, which shows that they are on the second floor of this three-story art gallery.

Apart from the paintings and viewing groups on the second floor, there is not a single NPC, which is a bit strange.

"Want to go up to the third floor?" Zhao Yijiu saw Yu Xing stopped in front of the stairs, thinking that he was debating whether to go upstairs first.

"No, go downstairs." Yu Xing glanced at the third floor, and then went directly downstairs. Zhao Yijiu had no objection at all, and followed leisurely, like a large and fierce auto-following pendant.

When he got down to the first floor, the pendant finally moved. He stretched out his arm to stop Yu Xing, and whispered in Yu Xing's ear, "There are people ahead."

"People?" Yu Xing had doubts about the term.

"Plague body, I can feel it...it's not a strong breath." Zhao Yijiu leisurely leaned on the handrail of the stairs, "What should I do?"

Yu Xing tentatively sensed it. For him, with the power of curse, he could also feel the breath of some kind of ghost, but it was not very accurate. For example, he could not know the plague that Zhao Yijiu said now. Whether the body is in the path he must pass.

If he was the only one here, he really needed to make more preparations, but it was different now, he had a teammate standing beside him.

So Yu Xing hooked the corner of his mouth, and shook his hand at the shopkeeper very much: "Then I'll leave it to you."

Zhao Yijiu drew a long voice: "Why me?"

"Otherwise, what do you want to do? When I made the plan, I said that you are a pathfinder in the team. Isn't this the right time to test your professional level? Come on, Pikachu." Yu Xing moved forward A gesture of please.

Zhao Yijiu was noncommittal, but he still straightened his body and walked downstairs. He walked carelessly, making Yu Xing think for a while that the so-called plague body was just in front of him, but in fact, he could avoid it without any effort. .

But then, the shadow on the edge of the wall squirmed, making him feel the fluctuation of Zhao Yijiu's ability. Under the independent rules of this art gallery, the shadow wizard's shuttle ability seemed to be suppressed in an extremely uncomfortable range Inside, at least the shadow wriggles very hard.

He stood here quietly and waited.

Half a minute later, Zhao Yijiu emerged from the shadow on the wall again, his blood-colored pupils carried a hint of cold and indescribable emotion, which was mostly covered by the black hair.

"You can go around," he said. "Come with me."

Yu Xing consciously gave his hand to Zhao Yijiu, and Zhao Yijiu grabbed his arm and dragged him into the shadows, another short, trance-like shuttle.

Yu Xing did not completely lose consciousness because he was in the shadow this time. He squinted his eyes and barely looked at the images around him when he shuttled. He only felt that he had become an existence of another dimension. The surroundings were all black, with occasional white lines drawn Create some meaningless messy patterns, as long as I see a little, I feel that my brain is about to explode, and a kind of suppressed madness spreads silently from the bottom of my heart.

Yu Xing thought, if this was a world with dice, he would have needed to pass a sanity check by now because he looked directly at the indescribable knowledge.

It was still the result of the test that failed the sanity check, deducted sanity points, and almost fell into madness.

Zhao Yijiu—or Zhao Yijiu in the form of a ghost, took it as normal, as if these mind-exploding chaos were as common to him as breakfast every day.

Yu Xing's mind was also confused for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly thought that if Zhao Yijiu was infested by such ghost consciousness and such indescribable things every day before entering the absurd deduction game, then it is really amazing for him to persist. It was a miracle, not to mention that it was still a righteous path during the differentiation path. This difficulty was probably not lower than that of him slowly suppressing evil from the ignorant monster thinking, and changing back to human thinking.

The next moment, the darkness in front of him suddenly faded like a tide, and there was a white spot of light in front of him. Zhao Yijiu led him into the spot of light with a relaxed expression, and everything suddenly became clear.

With the feeling of standing on the ground again under his feet, Yu Xing stabilized his body, looked around at the first reaction, and found that he was standing in the corner of a wide and splendid hall.

The hall is full of luxury and luxury. The chandelier above it is made of gold. The dark gold shows mystery and nobility. The hall is surrounded by soft sofa seats and crystal coffee tables. There are several large paintings hanging on the wall. Ancient armor is displayed on the shelves, and the topographic map of the museum and the description of the activities are also in the opposite direction.

A tall, bald man was standing at the stairs on the second floor, talking with a well-dressed woman. The woman let out a pleasing laugh from time to time, and the hat on her head hung down her veil, making it difficult to see her face clearly. , only her silver hair can be seen.

"Ms. Linda, your painting has been praised by everyone. Perhaps in the next auction, the one-eyed prince will be the most dazzling item." The bald man smiled all over his face. Even the vocal organs are his own throat and mouth, but the man over two meters swears that he is also a ghost, or that this is probably a plague body NPC.

Ms. Linda on the opposite side is much shorter, about 1.7 meters, which is considered a normal height. She has a certain social distance from the bald man, which allows Ms. Linda not to look up at each other when they are talking.

"With your kind words, the one-eyed prince is the most satisfying painting I have recently. I certainly hope that it will be cherished like a gem and bring me wealth. But I know that those painters are also full of inspiration recently , their paintings are equally good, and I am not sure that I can beat them." Ms. Linda smiled modestly, "Compared to this, I am late, and I am so sorry that you have to wait for me in the lobby, then Let's go up now."

The conversation between the two of them did not lower their voices. In addition, the hall was very empty, and the needle drop could be heard. All the content of their conversation fell into Yu Xing's ears, and the corner of Yu Xing's mouth curled up.

He was indeed very lucky. When he needed to walk around the hall and collect information, two people who threatened him were about to go upstairs, and judging from their conversation, these were the last two people left in the hall. Everyone else is upstairs.

There is no NPC on the second floor, which means that the upstairs they said should be the third floor.

In addition, in addition to the eight-hour art exhibition, they also have an auction to be held. This news is not in the notice outside the art gallery, it should be to hide the plot.

Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu came out from the corner when the figures of the bald man and girl Linda disappeared at the end of the stairs. He stopped for a moment and then quickly began to collect all the information in the hall.

The first is the topographic map of the museum. The topographic map of the three floors is drawn separately. Although it is a simple black and white line drawing, it allows Yu Xing to have an intuitive impression of the distribution of the museum.

He noticed that this art gallery is considered very large, just now he and Zhao Yijiu turned around on the second floor, and they only walked one-third of the way.

After memorizing the map with his instant memory, he turned to the activity bulletin board. The content on the bulletin board was similar to what Zhao Yijiu said, except for one more number of people. The total number of visitors to this art exhibition was 120. .

More than 100 ghosts gathered in this art museum, but I don't know how many of them are outsiders... Now there are a total of 120 visitors.

Zhao Yijiu was still working as his follower, and followed Yu Xing silently to watch his movements, as if he had completely given up on this kind of thinking.

Yu Xing had the illusion that he was followed by a Samoyed.

He moved his eyes away from the activity bulletin board and came to the coffee table in the middle of the hall. The coffee table is very exquisite. There are beige velvet blankets under the coffee table and the sofa seat. Yu Xing touched the texture of the sofa. It was cold, leaving no body temperature.

There was still a cold cup of tea on the coffee table, which was also without temperature. It seemed that some time had passed since the exhibition started.

Zhao Yijiu said at this moment: "Sick captain, do you want to sit and rest for a while?"

Even though time was running out, he insisted on saying something sarcastic at this time to show his rebellion.

Yu Xing smiled and agreed: "Okay, I happen to be tired too."

After finishing speaking, he really collapsed on the sofa under Zhao Yijiu's gaze, and sighed comfortably: "The quality of the sofa is good, it's really soft."

It was really soft. The moment he sat down, his whole body sank. The soft surface of the sofa seemed to want to hug him, which made his 1.8-meter-five-foot figure as fragile as a small animal. .

Zhao Yijiu just looked at him like this, with an expression of "No matter how much you attract my attention, I won't ask you why you did this".

But after about ten seconds, his expression changed slightly.

Because Yu Xing seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

He was completely buried in the sofa, and he was quite normal just now, but now he sinks down as if he has fallen into a swamp, as if the bottom is not the surface of the sofa, but a puddle of mud that cannot be extricated, or a stomach pouch that has been digesting food.

"Well, captain, what are you doing? Want to act like being eaten in front of me?" Zhao Yijiu had to not pull Yu Xing out, but instead lay down on the back of the sofa, leaned forward, and looked at Yu Xing's face below. , "Are you enjoying this?"

"That's not true. I just wanted to test out what kind of furnishings the art museum has." Yu Xing struggled, but pulled himself out of the sofa without much effort. He touched the back of his clothes , commented, "It seems to be a monster sofa that can eat people, but the speed is too slow, and there is no deterrent effect, unless someone presses me on the sofa and does not let me get up, it is like pressing my face into the water. Like drowning me... well, strange facility, worth noting."

"Oh, so you like this way of playing." Zhao Yijiu looked at him teasingly, leaned forward again, stretched his hands towards his legs - then skipped him, and pulled out a piece of paper from the sofa. come out.

This piece of paper was caught in the gap of the armrest of the sofa, maybe it was too light, or maybe it was because he was lifeless, in short, it didn't cause the sofa to swallow it, but stayed in the gap instead.

This piece of paper is a little crumpled, but there are notes on the activity written in blood red fonts.

"In this exhibition, there are a total of five fakes. I hope that all discerning viewers can find them. Every time you find a painting, you will have the qualification to stay and communicate with the artist alone after the exhibition is over."

"The counterfeit painting is very strange. Maybe when you find it, it also finds you."

Zhao Yijiu was sure that Yu Xing was not in a hurry when he found this piece of paper.

(End of this chapter)