absurd deduction game.

Chapter 691 Zhao Yijiu Screams(?)
Yu Xing suddenly said something he hadn't said before, as if a character had added lines without authorization.

Zhao Yijiu was stunned for a moment, and something took advantage of this moment to immediately disturb his spirit, forcibly suppressing the truth that he was about to touch just now.

He was a little dazed, feeling like he had forgotten something, but Yu Xing was right in front of him, and Zhao Yijiu instinctively replied: "Maybe I did."

With his cold voice and his seemingly solid figure, it makes people feel safe in the dark.

The curly-haired girl in the first room couldn't help but glance at him more.

"Really..." Yu Xing blinked suspiciously, and then showed a smile of "although nervous and scared, but still a little happy", "Maybe this is fate!"

Zhao Yijiu didn't want to deny this sentence.

The encounter between people is indeed fate, and there is indeed something called fate in this world. The power his brother Zhao Mou obtained in the deduction belongs to the fate system.

If it wasn't for fate, he and Yu Xing wouldn't have chosen to start their deduction test in the same place.

It's just that Yu Xing in front of him...is a bit weird.

After that, Assistant Hao introduced their test content and left, and the remaining people and ghosts began to discuss and group.

Zhao Yijiu had just started talking, and the original plot had been broken. Originally, no one chose him, but this time he was stopped by the curly-haired girl.

"Hey, little cool brother, why don't we form a team, I often play in various haunted houses, I have a lot of experience!" The long curly-haired girl smiled at him and handed out an olive branch.

There was a trace of disgust and doubt in Zhao Yijiu's eyes.

Shouldn't she have said this to Yu Xing?
[Being noticed is always the protagonist's privilege. You did a good job and attracted the attention of the only remaining human supporting role in this story. In fact, this is right. In the previous script, Yu Xing, as the second male lead, grabbed the attention of the protagonist. Too much limelight, this time, you have to take it all back. 】

The narration came to him suddenly.

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

It was so noisy to death.

He thought the narrator was talking nonsense, but the narrator didn't have this self-knowledge. Now that the topic has come to this point, the narrator seemed to have a whim again, and suggested——

[Actually, if Zhang Shuya can survive, there is a lot of room for growth. She can become a regular female supporting role. You know, what do the audience want to see?I want to see the interaction between the main character and the female character. 】

【You can save her, and the grace of saving her life is a promise with your body. Although this kind of plot is clichéd, there is always a market.The setting of Yu Xing, the male number two, is too complicated, and it is easy to mess up the overall plot. It is an uncertain factor, so you should not have too much contact with him. 】

[As long as you don't get to know Yu Xing well, he doesn't have the status of the second male lead. No matter how strong his real strength is, he can't interfere more in this movie.Zhao Yijiu, this is a good opportunity to completely overturn the script and create a story that belongs to you. 】

"Impossible." Zhao Yijiu retorted coldly in his heart.

He was already a little unhappy.

What bullshit is this dumb narrator talking about.

Leaving aside Zhang Shuya—is this girl with long curly hair, can she adapt to the life of the actor after she survives?
Heh, isn't that the meat selling plot that only domestic low-quality horror movies will do.

He doesn't mind saving one more person, but until this person's performance is recognized by him, he will never have any other thoughts of being close.

As for staying away from Yu Xing... What a joke.

Zhao Yijiu said, "Sorry, I'm on the same team as Yu Xing."

Everyone present probably could not have imagined that the silent and gloomy little brother would take the initiative to invite the newcomer, a timid young man who is handsome but disheveled.

Yu Xing's eyes widened in surprise, and then he smiled: "Okay, that's it."

Zhao Yijiu felt that Yu Xing's reaction was indescribably weird. In his imagination, Yu Xing would either pretend to be more thorough and plead for his protection pitifully, or try to do something, such as teasing him why he chose to do so. , Is there an ulterior motive or something.

Maybe he was thinking too much.

The narrator speaks calmly.

[Well, our protagonist has made a choice. No wonder some viewers say that the protagonist and the second male lead have a romantic relationship. No matter what you think, the results the audience sees will always make people imagine, and you really love the second male lead. The number is very eccentric, if you want to reverse this kind of film review, you should still find a heroine. 】

Zhao Yijiu said to the narrator in his heart: "Don't talk nonsense, shut up."

Narrator: "..."

Afterwards, groups of two and two went to different areas of the factory to find batteries.

Zhao Yijiu and Yu Xing soon lost sight of other people. He walked in front, and Yu Xing was half a step behind him. Silence fermented between the two.

It seemed that he was the one who took the initiative to talk to Yu Xing before.

There was no reason, but when he saw Yu Xing, he inexplicably felt that it was pitiful for this coward to be selected, and that face could indeed make people feel better—who doesn't like things that are eye-catching.

So before he realized that the ghost was stronger than he imagined, he planned to help a group of Yu Xing.

But this time, although he has more experience and strength, he doesn't intend to speak up again.

He was very curious, what would this Yu Xing in front of him say if he couldn't wait for him to speak?

Time passed by minute by minute.

Yu Xing seemed a little apprehensive. He looked at him frequently, opened his mouth and swallowed again. If another person saw him like this, he would definitely ask, "What do you want to say?"

But Zhao Yijiu didn't ask.

Finally, at the place where they were about to find the first battery, Yu Xing couldn't help it.

"Are not you afraid?"

"Huh?" Zhao Yijiu looked away, expressing his doubts with a rising tone.

"I mean, it's dark here, it must have been deliberately set up like this by the company, the atmosphere is too gloomy, don't you feel scared?" Yu Xing pointed to his legs, "My legs are shaking, don't you I'm even more afraid when I speak, always afraid that you will disappear in the next second."

"Oh." Zhao Yijiu replied lightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a battery lying in front of the mouse hole by the wall.

Yu Xing once pretended to be scared and yelled here.

His eyes lit up, he took the first step, bent down and grabbed the battery in his hand before Yu Xing.

Sure enough, a bluish-white hand stretched out from the hole, tightly grasping his wrist.

Zhao Yijiu paused for a second, pursed his lips slightly, and then suddenly raised his voice: "Ah! Ghost!"

There is one thing to say, he is not suitable for acting, and these two exclamations that should have contained strong emotions such as fear, shock, and fear were abruptly turned into stick words by him.

But at least he changed the original script.

Yu Xing froze in place.

For a moment, Zhao Yijiu swept across Yu Xing's face, and his blood was half cold.

The stunned Yu Xing's eyes were empty, his chest didn't rise and fall, like a puppet caught off guard and not manipulated in time.

Although...Zhao Yijiu was trying to verify this point, but when he really caught that empty look, there was still a tumbling fear spontaneously.

He guessed that his cognition had been being distorted all the time, and the feeling that he was about to remember something but suddenly forcibly forgot it again and again, even if the traces would be cleared up soon, still retained a trace of impression in his powerful mental power.

The more times, the deeper the impression.

The person next to him was not Yu Xing.

Zhao Yijiu's heart twitched, and his hands trembled in an unknown place.

Not Yu Xing... What could that be?
Is the Zhao Mou I saw before really Zhao Mou?

(End of this chapter)