absurd deduction game.

Chapter 664 "The Tablet of Yu Fortune"

"You're going down to fish for pearls," Yu Xing understood, his dark blue eyes swept lightly, the outer circle of the eyeballs faintly oozing ice color, and his vision changed suddenly.

Under his eyes, that beautiful pearl suddenly had an extra pupil, and traces of red blood appeared around it.

The pupils rolled, and they were... quietly staring at him.

Yu Xing: "Hey."

Yiqing: "Huh?"

One person and one ghost made a sound at the same time.

Yu Xing: "What the hell is this?"

Yiqing: "What function do your eyes have?"

"..."

Yiqing decided to answer first: "This sea is too dead. It just so happened that a burial ground was formed around the dead island. This pearl was conceived in the burial ground. The oyster that gave birth to it mutated into an eyelid... it Naturally, it is the eyeball. I call it 'youyan', isn't it a nice name?"

Yu Xing thought about it, and praised directly: "It depends on you to name it. Then what's the use of this thing?"

"For me and other ghosts, it is a great tonic." Yiqing finally smiled again, it can be seen that this topic is very happy for him, "I will absorb it, or make it into a pearl pendant that will not leave the body, so that it can be nourished." After a period of time, today's losses will be fully recouped, more than enough."

That's right, Yiqing is always so reliable that she doesn't let others worry, and she can take good care of herself.

Yu Xing put away the unusual angle of view, and saw Yiqing's face full of interest, almost wanting to gouge out his eyeballs and compare them with the pearl in his hand.

It seems very curious.

"...It was created by accident after I fused the power of the curse. Protecting eyesight starts with me." Yu Xing shrugged, "Anyway, it's better than nothing, but I'm not very used to this color."

He still prefers dark eyes personally.

Yiqing nodded thoughtfully: "But it's very beautiful, suitable for digging out as a family heirloom. Carlos' green eyes are also..."

Yu Xing glanced at him: "Your own eyes are still blue, why don't you dig them out and admire them for yourself?"

Yiqing blinked, pretending not to hear.

He covered his chest and coughed twice, his face became even paler, and his tone suddenly became weak: "A wounded person can't stand verbal stimulation, I advise you to be nice to me."

"Then you can go to the dagger to recuperate, how about you recover faster?" Yu Xing didn't like him.

"Forget it, I finally waited for you and left me alone, isn't it torture?" Yiqing shook his head resolutely, "I will follow you no matter how you plan to go back."

I really don't know how this guy endured living in a coffin, lying alone with a corpse for so many years.

Yu Xing was just trying to scare him. Next, he planned to find all his sacrifices on the Dead Island, and if he got the sacrifices left by others by the way, he would take them with him.

He is not the same as the player sent away by the system.

The system has restrictions, so the players can't take away the sacrifices that don't belong to them, but now he is a free identity, not to mention the sacrifices, even if he wants to take away the bricks of the dead island.

When the things are almost picked up, they will be sent back to the world of the hotel, and then let Kalodi build a teleportation array leading to reality.

If Yiqing doesn't want to stay in the dagger, it doesn't matter even if he just goes to the hotel with him. Anyway, the hotel is full of weird people. The owner Daisy is well-informed, so it's not a problem to take in one more temporary tenant .

Yu Xing told Yiqing about the next plan, and Yiqing was naturally very happy. There is nothing happier than getting a way to leave.

The next day, Yu Xing searched around the ruins.

He was the first to get back the acting qualification certificate that Zhao Mou hadn't taken away from the ruins of the school. He looked at the ruins of the school and meditated for a while.

The Dead Island was destroyed, and the copy of the school was gone, so where did the class that kept reincarnating go?

There's also a boy who's been bullied on his own for many, many years, and a girl who just woke up with drive.

If the school was the same as the hotel, the class should have returned to the original world.

Yu Xing couldn't be sure, so he thought for a while, then chuckled, turned and left.

In another ruin not far away, he sensed a slightly familiar sacrifice with Zhao Mou's aura on it. It seemed to be Zhao Mou's fox walking stick?

……

Long after several worlds had passed—

……

real world.

The spring is cold, and the spring breeze in February is chilly. The flower pots on the balcony were picked up by both hands and moved into the house, for fear that the delicate plants would freeze to death in the wind.

The man at 27 has a handsome face, with a pair of elegant glasses on the bridge of his nose, which weakens the sharp lines, and his forehead hair is pulled back a little casually, diluting the original elite temperament, but revealing a trace of homely calm.

"Dong dong dong."

Someone knocked on the door.

The man bent down and placed the flower pot on the floor in the corner of the living room, stroked the leaves lightly with his fingers, then got up and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a handsome young man who seemed to be afraid of the cold, with a fluffy cashmere scarf around his neck. When the door opened, the young man raised his eyebrows and called out crisply: "Brother Zhao, good afternoon!"

"Zhang Yu." There was not much surprise in Zhao Mou's tone, as if he already knew who was standing outside. When he called his name, he was gentle and gentle, hiding his cunning temperament like a fox.

He looked at Zhang Yu with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, it's all right, Ran Ran made some dumplings and wanted to give you some." The young man scratched his head, grinned, raised his hand to pick up the packed dumplings, and said half-sincerely and half-show off, "It's delicious. "

"Thank you, Zeng Ranran, for me." Zhao Mou nodded politely, took the bag of dumplings, and said, "Is there a share for your sister Qu?"

"Sister Qu is out of town!? She's back?" Zhang Yu asked in surprise, "It's over, I didn't do her part, only you and Brother Zhao, eh... isn't Brother Zhao here?"

"Well, he and Carlos are in the game." Zhao Mou looked down at the dumplings and curled his lips, "But your sister Qu will be back in a while, just in time for her to eat the share of Ah Jiu."

After chatting casually with Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu went back to the downstairs where he lived.

Zhang Yu and Zeng Ranran were a young couple brought back from Fuhua City by Yu Xing and Qu Yanqing. They couldn't talk at all when they first came, but now they have grown up.

Zhao Mou sighed for a while, closed the door, and went straight to the cabinet in the living room.

The countertop of this cabinet was clean, only one spirit tablet was placed, and there was a small incense burner in front of the tablet.

No matter who it is, anyone who enters the living room can see this memorial tablet at a glance, which is very conspicuous.

The spirit card is rough, with a few words engraved on it——

[Where did Yu Xing of Gou Ri die to commemorate the tombstone]

There is no incense in the censer, but it is used as a sugar storage jar with a handful of star sugar sprinkled in it.

Normally, even Zhao Yijiu likes to touch one to eat and play with it, and Carlos, who runs to their room to play from time to time, does the same.

Zhao Mou touched a candy, peeled it off and ate it, put the dumplings in front of the spirit tablet, smiled at the spirit tablet, and said, "Tsk, just to commemorate your first anniversary, I will eat dumplings with Qu tonight, not your share."

He was used to talking to this little sign made out of a dead man's tablet when he had nothing to do.

In the beginning, I was angry at the two months that the other party had promised, but they never came back. The vague fear and worry quietly sprouted and grew in my heart.

Later, Zhao Yijiu said coldly: "If he doesn't come back, he will be regarded as dead. Let's set up a monument to commemorate him."

Qu Xianqing was also a genius. He really brought back a poorly made little spirit card that day, and joked, "Just put it in the most conspicuous place. Let's worship every day, so that Yu Xing can feel everyone's resentment."

So after Carlos's "magic" transformation, the little spirit card has become an interactive decoration.

"Hey, when are you going to come back? You are a shopkeeper, if you continue like this, I will disband the broken mirror." Zhao Mouqu flicked the spirit card with his fingers, with a mocking tone.

The second he withdrew his hand, the spirit card fell down.

Zhao Mou: "...?"

Touch porcelain?

No... wait...

He remembered that Carlos had said that no matter how you push this spirit card, it won't fall down. Only when Yu Xing came back, the spirit card would fall down with a bang, trying to destroy his own evidence.

Zhao Mou stood up straight in an instant, took out the altar and started divination.

The lines of divination slowly brightened his eyes, but when he saw the final result, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The hexagrams showed that there was a high probability that Yu Xing had indeed returned to them.

It's just that his current exact location is in the "near relatives", that is to say, near the closest person of the fortune teller Zhao Mou.

The person closest to him is of course Zhao Yijiu, his own younger brother.

But the problem is... Zhao Yijiu is now in a deduction game.

Zhao Mou fell into deep thought.

Could it be that Yu Xing went directly to the deduction where Ah Jiu is now! ?
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