absurd deduction game

Chapter 579
Klaus was rambling, and finally told Yu Xing all the precautions.

Among them, Yu Xing has already planned to violate most of the rules and explore this underground city.

But before that, after sending Klaus away, he obediently closed the door, intending to check the inside of the house.

For example, where is the branch of the ghost sinking tree with curse power connected, just like the bottom of the barrel?
And what places are more interesting and can make him have fun.

His eyes lingered on the tuanpu, Yu Xing's eyes were full of excitement and joy of dying, and he forced himself to pull his eyes out, and turned to the bed.

The bed is also a rattan bed, which is relatively hard. It can only be said...not comfortable enough, but it is good for the waist.

Touching the bed with his fingers, Yu Xing did not feel the existence of the curse. It seems that this bed, like most of the items, came from the ghost tree, but it has been disconnected.

He got down and looked under the bed, and there was nothing special, so he walked to the workbench.

The workbench is clean, but there are a few strange bowl-shaped grooves on the tabletop, which seem to be used to hold something.

Yu Xing touched it, but couldn't understand it, so he could only save it for later.

The last thing left that he cared about was the bookshelf beside it. It was hard to imagine that such a purposely created ignorant and closed place like the underground city would leave books behind.

He walked over and scanned from top to bottom, and found that all the books had no names, and the style could not be discerned at a glance.

Pulled out a book, the purple book cover is a bit rough, it feels like frosted, the book is not thick overall, but the pages inside are very thick, it should be a parchment scroll, and a book can't record much content.

Yu Xing lowered his eyes and turned to the first page.

Smears of ink slide randomly across the paper, and finally form a strange eyeball.

Below the eyeballs was a line of distorted and ancient text that he couldn't understand. Yu Xing squinted his eyes, and just about to feel the power contained in the text, he found that the ink was slowly wriggling, and finally turned into Chinese.

【Looking at you】

The understandable meaning hit Yu Xing's eyeballs, and his brain was dizzy for a while, as if he felt a huge gaze full of maliciousness in an instant.

At this moment, unspeakable fear surged from all directions, as if every invisible gap was filled with eyeballs, and those eyeballs were always... everywhere...

Look at you look at you look at you look at you.

The eyeballs drawn on the pages of the book are also looking at you.

The eyeball vocabulary formed by words is looking at you through the shining screen.

It is this feeling.

Yu Xing covered his forehead, and the power of the curse instantly dissipated from his limbs and bones, gradually offsetting the pollution from the book. He squinted his eyes to make the phoenix eyes appear more slender and dangerous, and spread them between his fingertips and the pages of the book. In the friction, a wanton smile appeared.

interesting.

There is so much resentment mixed in with a single book, what could be in it?
It's so dangerous, why didn't Klaus mention not being able to open the book when he was rambling?

Unless... these books are not dangerous for that kind of puppet spirit who is neither human nor ghost, for example - the text will not change, so they can't read it.

Yu Xing's knuckles turned white, and the feeling of being watched around him gradually dissipated under the power of the curse, and he turned to the next page.

[What the fierce ghost sees is a scene of hell, a node of disaster.They exist relying on resentment, they should crawl in the dark until they are out of human form. 】

what is this?
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and continued to scroll down.

[Only the purest and ultimate resentment can water the seedlings of evil. The eyeballs of fierce ghosts... can be added to the scope of nourishment. 】

On the next page, there are no more words, but a fine picture.

In the picture, a bowl is placed in the middle, and it is filled with a strange black liquid, densely packed eyeballs are piled aside, and there are more bottles and jars beside the eyeballs.

On the next page, eyeballs are added to the bowl, and the liquid turns bright red.

On the next page, a swollen and gigantic eyeball floated in the middle of the red liquid, and the eyeball swam viscously, like a new life.

On the next page, the bowl is tipped, the eyeball is poured into a relatively narrow bottle, and the liquid is poured into another bowl.

On the next page, a pounding stick was inserted into the bottle, ignoring the frantic escape of the eyeballs, smashing the eyeballs into a ball of mud... No, it was a ball of nerve tissue, with long bloodshot threads distributed in the shapeless mud, surrounding It's a broken eye lens.

With each subsequent page, the eyeballs became more and more fragmented, and in the end, there was only a black mass left in the bottle.

The previous red liquid was poured into the black paste. This time, the liquid was completely absorbed, and the black paste gradually became...

Not knowing how to describe it, Yu Xing looked at the darkness on the pages of the book, and had the illusion of seeing the world through the darkness.

It is obviously pitch black, and it is painted with ink, but the feeling of endless resentment and the city, deep mountains, and desolation is so strong.

the last page.

This mass of black paste was buried in the ground, and while it was wriggling, long, slender and complicated roots broke through the ground and plunged into the black paste. Through the book, Yu Xing seemed to be able to hear the black paste's wailing.

The rhizomes absorbed the dark matter little by little, becoming stronger and thicker, stretching for thousands of miles in an instant.

Yu Xing closed the book.

I understand, what is recorded in this book is actually the process of man-made nourishment to cultivate the ghost sinking tree. That person fed the ghost sinking tree with the eyes of fierce ghosts, and made the resentment gather in the ghost sinking tree, which made the tree of Dead Silence Island The tree grows so exaggeratedly.

Might not just be the devil's eyeballs.

Yu Xing looked at the remaining 20 books on the shelf and fell silent.

He seems to have come into contact with the biggest secret about this ghostly sinking tree, but why is this kind of book placed here?
This is definitely not made by the ghost tree on its own initiative, it can only be left by the person who fed the ghost tree, and Yu Xing can't imagine what kind of person can start feeding the ghost tree or a real young seedling, Until the ghost sinking tree almost hollowed out the entire island's underground.

Trees can grow, can people live that long?
Even Yu Xing, who can be resurrected, is not sure whether the resurrection ability will still exist after 1000 years.

unless--

Unless the person who feeds the ghost sinking tree doesn't need to live so long, all he needs to do is jump back and forth at different times!
Yes, witch.

Isn't a witch who has functions related to time just the best candidate to feed a sinking ghost tree?

Yu Xing laughed suspiciously. He wants to finish reading these books...Look at what the feeders have done to this ghost sinking tree, and also...Let him understand these books on purpose, what is it? Purpose.

Just then, night fell.

Lights went out.

(End of this chapter)