absurd deduction game

Chapter 747 Our Graveyard

When he was in the same space as Yu Xing, the actor always had a good temper, and he didn't reply when he was ridiculed.

The door connecting the room and the corridor slowly closed, showing that the two had just entered.

Yu Xing also didn't want to quarrel with his mouth, that would make him look naive, and he didn't have any goal to achieve by speaking skills.

"Sit down?" He frowned, inviting the actor to sit down with a half-smile.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since the last time we met face to face.

At the base, the actors never showed up, so they didn't really see each other.

In Yu Xing's memory, the "last time" should be the live broadcast of the parallel line of death. Although the actor at that time was only a slice of strength, his sanity was complete.

Afterwards, there was the game between Han Yan and the rumors in his mouth. The eight deaths under the Dead Island exhausted the time and made him and the actor even further apart.

This time in the same dungeon, the other party didn't go crazy immediately, but didn't meet until now, Yu Xing was already mentally prepared.

So emotional stability, only vigilance.

The actor sat across from Yu Xing in a good manner, with a light smile, and his high ponytail made him a little more sassy than Yu Xing had ever seen before.

He stretched out his hand to pour tea, pushed the teacup towards Yu Xing, and stretched his brows and eyes gently: "Young master, don't come here without any problems."

"Old people really like to drink this tea." Yu Xing didn't answer, staring at the tea for two seconds.

Yiqing let out a dissatisfied click on the imperial concubine's bed.

"Brother Jiu, sit down too." Yu Xing pulled the chair away for Zhao Yijiu, and stuffed the tea into Zhao Yijiu's hand, "Drink your saliva to moisten your throat. I heard it's called Longevity Tea. Maybe you drink it." Can live forever."

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

He didn't forget that it was the tea poured by the actor, he sipped his mouth with a slumped face, and found that the taste was not good at all.

So he drank it quickly and poured himself another glass, which tasted much better.

"What happened on the way you guys came?" Yu Xing ignored the presence of the actor, and asked Zhao Yijiu to find out the situation first.

They entered the corridor for about an hour tomorrow morning, but they were so late.

Zhao Yijiu said in a low voice: "Just now in the corridor, I saw a lot of dead people, all of them were killed by me."

"I don't have the memory of killing them, but the moment I saw those corpses, I knew that they all died by my hands. I am very familiar with the wounds caused by the killing."

"It's all fake, it's just a test of the mind." Yu Xing thought, "Have you seen the murals?"

"Mural?" Zhao Yijiu was stunned, "No. I can't understand it. The mural is blurry, and the wind chime above my head is ringing on its own. I can't even touch it. Except for the corpses, everything else is boring. "

Yu Xing nodded to show that he understood.

The test is different, and the things you see are indeed different, but the murals should not change. Zhao Yijiu can't see it, is it because he doesn't have the power of curse in his body?
The actor should be able to...

What happened to the wind chime? He thought the wind chime was just a kind of decoration on the corridor, maybe it had something to do with the power of life and death, so it turns out that only he can touch it?
"And then?" Yu Xing asked.

"I had some self-doubt, but it was resolved quickly. Originally, I could move forward immediately. I am an actor..." Zhao Yijiu frowned, with a look of disgust, "Those corpses are alive under his control." Yes, chase us to kill."

"You misunderstood." The actor interrupted Zhao Yijiu's description, and said slowly: "If I controlled it, why would you even chase me down?"

"The corridor can disguise the signs of your killing, and naturally it can also disguise the signs of my manipulation. It just uses my ability to make those corpses drive us back."

"Zhao Yijiu, you didn't communicate with me all the way, and you slandered me whenever you saw Ah Xing..." The actor smiled, "This is not good."

Zhao Yijiu frowned even harder: "I would be happy to slander you."

Player: "...that's it."

He observed Yu Xing's expression, and blatantly provoked: "You see, children are naive, not only preconceived, but also not apologetic when exposed. I am telling you very serious things—such as those corpses, deliberately thinking Let's stand back."

Yu Xing didn't take this kind of kindergarten behavior to heart at all, and he wasn't surprised at the "back off" mentioned by the actor.

The back of the promenade is death, and the promenade is life. The promenade confuses him with corpses and murals, and Zhao Yijiu and the actor are two people. The method of dealing with one person does not work, so we use a two-pronged approach, which not only hurts them mentally. Interference, but also use fighting to push them back step by step.

Anyway, the more you retreat, the closer you are to "death".

Because there is real interference, and the interference is still using the actor's ability, it is reasonable for them to be held back.

I'm afraid it's more than that.

Yiqing said that it was because these two people had things they couldn't let go of, that's why they were so slow.

But neither of them said it.

Yu Xing didn't know how to get to the bottom of it, he looked at Yiqing who was watching the show, and reminded: "Since everyone is here, we can enter the next stage."

Yiqing casually floated up, shaking his fan: "I see you didn't know anything when you came, so you don't intend to take this time to ask the actor what he wants you to do?"

"That's right!" Zhao Yijiu was reminded, his pupils shrank, "He said there is something here that can kill you."

"It's not here, it's the more terrifying place connected to here." The actor's eyes were a little sharper, "Yin Yang City."

"Is there something in Yin Yang City that can kill me?" Yu Xing narrowed his eyes, thinking clearly at this moment, he couldn't help laughing, with a little sarcasm in his tone, "Dear Mr. Actor, can you kill me?" It’s something that can kill you.”

The actor didn't deny it, on the contrary, he seemed very pleased by Yu Xing's words: "Well, that's something that can kill 'us'."

Yu Xing was shocked by the actor's deliberately accentuated "we", and continued with a cold face: "Let me think about the reason why you used Zhao Yijiu to drag me here, because there are things in this world that restrain us from resurrection. Yin-Yang City, and originally Yin-Yang City was beyond our reach, but now due to the existence of the system, Yin-Yang City is about to open."

"You want to destroy me, and you also have a tendency to self-destruct. Anyway, you have been thinking like this since a long time ago-either kill me or die by my hands, don't you?"

"It's the same this time, you don't want to make your own decisions, you just want me to take the initiative, no matter if you succeed or fail, you can experience happiness from it. Actor, you are still so arrogant and think of yourself as a boss, but I am a player who challenges you ?”

Yu Xing looked at the actor's slightly widened eyes, and sneered, "Don't be surprised that I know you well. Although I haven't seen you in so many years, there are some things that I can understand just by thinking about it."

"I'm really surprised, but also happy." The actor licked his lips, as if trying to restrain the thirst in his throat, he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Yijiu, "Do you know why Yu Xing understands me so well?"

Zhao Yijiu's expression changed, he had an ominous premonition: "I don't want to know—"

"Because he, like me, has a tendency to self-destruct." The actor suddenly smiled prettily, "Hahaha...you think you cured him? Pulled him out of the hell I created for him? No...wait He's going to kill himself after he's done what he wants to do."

"No one can change anyone."

The actor's voice was soft, but what he said made people feel cold: "This is right, Zhao Yijiu, no one can change anyone, the final result has already been doomed, Yin Yang City is the graveyard."

Yu Xing looked at him in a daze with cold eyes, and put one hand on Zhao Yijiu's restless head: "Whose cemetery?"

The actor said confidently and happily: "Ours, our cemetery."

Yu Xing let out a breath.

"You're even more perverted, actor."

　The actor is actually right, Yu Xing just has a tendency to self-destruct.

　　But Yu Xing doesn’t want to die with him () so it’s not ruined (no)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)