absurd deduction game.

Chapter 745 Forward or Turn Back

In the cold corridor, silent malice came from the corpse.

Yu Xing rubbed his temples, raised his middle finger slightly at the corpse that was obviously attracting his attention, and walked over without looking sideways.

His back disappeared into the darkness, enveloped in silence, the corpse suddenly turned its head.

……

Yu Xing encountered five corpses. The fourth and fifth times, the corpse was still leaning against the corridor, but the head turned to the front of the corridor for some reason.

Children began to appear on the murals.

Young teenagers and girls with simple expressions, lying on the low table and holding a brush in hand, silently writing homework, spring, summer, autumn and winter, lively and lovely.

The sickness of the elderly and the maturity of young men and women have nothing to do with children. The mural reliefs are getting more and more full and crowded, and the beauty of art is destroyed, leaving only layers of fragmentation.

In the end, the baby shows up.

The chubby human cub is held in the arms of the old man, his big eyes are full of hope and curiosity about the world.

Their little arms like lotus roots are swaddling and waving in the air.

Yu Xing seemed to hear a few babies crying.

He shook his head, knowing that this was a hallucination that easily appeared in a claustrophobic space.

No need to bother.

When he was about to pass by the corpse for the fifth time, something in the dark finally lost his composure.

"Jingle Bell……"

The wind chime made a pleasant sound, and a dull, hoarse voice came from the mouth of the corpse.

【Do you really want to go like this? 】

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, turned to look at the corpse, and said jokingly: "I thought you were going to keep silent, after all, you followed all the way, can you follow after?"

"Maybe I'm going crazy from you who can't get rid of me~"

These words sounded a bit ironic, and the corpse probably knew it, so he didn't follow his words.

The corpse's mouth didn't move, and the voice came from an unknown organ. It was a little quiet. It didn't look like the corpse itself was speaking, but it seemed like a higher existence borrowed the corpse to talk to Yu Xing.

【Life is short, decades will pass, and the best time will be wasted. 】

[Have you already seen it?Yu Xing. 】

The voice called Yu Xing's name directly, solemn as a god, and as thick as a bell.

[Growing old, worrying in middle age, frustrated in youth, trapped in youth, people struggle with possession and loss all their lives, even babies who have just come into this world cannot escape fear. 】

【People are approaching death since birth, and death is both the beginning and the end. 】

Yu Xing folded his arms and listened to "Him", and chuckled lightly when he heard this.

The Yinyang Corridor is indeed a bit divine. He didn't feel much when he saw the murals at first, but he discovered it later.

The theme of the mural is not "a family", but "a person".

From old to dying, to middle age, to youth and then to baby, this is a review of a person's life.

Fate has yin and yang, and people have life and death. The murals on the promenade are trying to tell a story—a story about life, death and fate.

Of course, the mural cannot be placed here for no reason. Every time the corpse appears, the mural goes back a stage, and it is now a baby, so it is time to see it.

"What do you want to say?" Yu Xing no longer looked at the corpse, but looked up at the void. He knew that the thing that was really talking to him must be "above".

[I want you to make a choice. 】

said the voice.

[Life is death, death is life, and the corridor of Yin and Yang is not endless.You have come to the end, and next, whether to move forward or turn back is the choice you have to make. 】

The yellow talisman was blown up by the wind, and suddenly there were gusts of dark wind, with no source, as if it was blown from the underworld.

A smile floated on Yu Xing's face: "The murals are the most intuitive reminders along the way. In the future, I will get older and older, and in the future, I will get smaller and smaller. If I choose to look back..."

"I must become a dying old man."

The voice didn't comment on it.

"It seems that as long as you are a normal person, you will choose to move on." Yu Xing raised his hand, stroking the relief lines of the mural, "But—"

"Life is death, death is life, and life and death are a cycle. At least the old man is still alive, but if I go forward, what will be waiting for me after I pass my babyhood?"

Babies are newborns.

Before birth, there is only death.

Ahead is death.

[So, your choice is to turn back? 】

The voice seemed to sigh insignificantly.

[In that case, let's go back. 】

"No." Yu Xing suddenly rebelled, "My choice is to move forward."

【…】

There was a moment of silence in the closed corridor.

Some people really can't reason with him. One second they deduce that moving forward is death, and the next second they choose to move forward.

Yu Xing stepped forward no matter what "His" thought.

The voice didn't stop him, but after he took a few steps, he asked in surprise.

【why? 】

[You clearly guessed the cycle of life and death, why did you make such a choice? 】

Yu Xing kept walking, and said leisurely: "Because——this is a trap."

"The cycle of life and death is just the first level. It's just a legend. In fact, people only have one life. From birth to death, it's gone."

"When I entered the promenade, the murals on both sides were very blurry, almost unclear, making it difficult to understand. It was after I saw the corpse for the first time that I saw the old man on the murals."

"So what was the mural that I couldn't understand at first? I guess, after the old man, it is death."

"When I look back, I will take the initiative to die step by step."

When Yu Xing said this, his throat was inexplicably itchy, as if he had bumped into something that could not be said.

He plucked the wind chime: "Of course, the most important thing is that I recognized the identity of that corpse."

【You recognized him? 】

"Well, he is me, right?"

Telling the truth lightly, Yu Xing touched the goose bumps on his arms.

The five corpses he saw were all his own.

Although the face of the corpse was covered in scabs of blood, the figure was recognizable.Because of death, the corpse had dried up a lot, but the skeleton was consistent with him.

And in the gap of the blood scab, under the left eye, there is a mole.

When Yu Xing passed the corpse for the first time and reached out to test the temperature, he had already seen it up close. At that time, he knew that it was himself who hanged himself.

But he acted so calmly that he really tricked Yin Yang Corridor.

"The corpse is on my way. As long as I turn my head, I will be the corpse." Yu Xing has already passed another corner, and the mural is coming to an end.

"But I don't look back, I and the corpse will always be separated."

[But in front of the baby is also death. 】

That voice was still calm, he had neither good intentions nor malice, like a conscientious recorder.

Yu Xing laughed out loud: "You told me just now what is in front of the baby. You said that the Yin-Yang corridor does not have an end, and I have reached the end."

Pass the last corner, and a door appears ahead.

Yu Xing watched the door slowly open in front of him, and said easily: "There will be no more murals in front of the baby stage, because, in the end, the end of life is not death, but the exit."

The door opened quietly, and behind the door seemed to be an antique room.

[You have passed the test of the first section of the Yin-Yang Corridor. 】

[Then, let's go on. 】

【Life and death are free. Those who control their destiny will never be troubled by life and death.Give it a try, Yu Xing, will you be the one to be recognized? 】

【The test in the second paragraph is not just you...】

"Yo, are you here?"

The door was completely opened, and Yu Xing saw the person behind the door.

The cyan gown is decorated with jingling crystal ornaments, the long black hair is tied into a wolf hair, and the face is as warm and moist as jade.

In the middle of the dungeon, Yiqing, who had been missing for a long time due to the distance and difficulty in contact, smiled and waved to Yuxing: "Come in and sit, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Yu Xing twitched the corner of his mouth, and stepped in generously, and the door closed behind him.

The room is not big, which is the size of a bedroom in his house during the Republic of China. There is an Eight Immortals table in the center, and there are imperial concubines along the wall.

The window behind the bed was gray and the outside world could not be seen, but at any rate it was much more open than in the corridor.

"...You are the first person to go straight to the totem and enter the Yin-Yang corridor?" Yu Xing didn't even want to ask how much Yiqing knew. This old ghost had a behind-the-scenes deal with the system, so he must know everything in his heart.

"Yeah, besides you, there are two other people on the road. We have to wait for them to arrive before the second section of the road will open." Yiqing smiled and poured a cup of tea for Yu Xing. The tea was cold and refreshing .

"You obviously came later, but you walked faster than them. Do you know why?"

The Sheqing ghost floated up, lay down on Yu Xing's head, and asked with a smile.

"Zhao Yijiu walked with the actor, and the test he encountered must be different from mine." Yu Xing waved Yiqing down, "Don't push me."

"Oh, you're wrong. It doesn't matter what the test is. The important thing is that those two people... have more things in their hearts than you do."

Yiqing sat on the exquisitely carved chair and sipped tea: "You left without hesitation because you have understood your own heart now, and you are not confused or hesitant, but those two people are different."

"This has nothing to do with the strength of strength. They each have their own obsessions and weaknesses, so it will take more time."

"The Yin-Yang Corridor... and the Yin-Yang City behind it are the most dangerous places I know, bar none. Anyone who comes here is like an ant."

"Ants?" Yu Xing used the words in a somewhat unexpected and clear way, even if it was an actor's... that kind of strength, would he still be an ant?
"Under life and death, everyone is equal." Yiqing said with a smile, "Everyone who thinks they are special has just never seen the real Yin Yang City."

"In a more understandable way, Yin Yang City is a copy of the game, and its dangers cannot be resisted even at the real level."

　While writing, I still want to continue writing, because I want to finish the first corridor.a little late
　　
　
(End of this chapter)