absurd deduction game.

Chapter 754 Human Skin
Wooden doors always make weird noises when they open and close, especially in places like deserted houses, where the creaking sound is particularly harsh.

Yu Xing followed Miss Yun, watching her push open the door, and a snow-white wrist slipped out of the red sleeve.

This wrist is really too slender, as soft as boneless, so that people can't see the slightest threat.

The darkness in the room was dispelled by the light in the yard, and Yu Xing's eyes immediately shifted from Miss Yun to the wall.

As stated in the diary he found, Miss Yun's room was covered with embroidery.

It's just that I haven't realized the seriousness of the problem just by reading the text. Only by seeing it with my own eyes can I realize what kind of pressure the red walls all over the wall can bring to people.

It can be seen that the master of embroidery has profound skills, and every stitch and thread has agility that is difficult for ordinary people to match. Whether it is embroidered flowers, birds, fish, insects or mountains and rivers, they are all as if they were there and lifelike.

It's just that the crimson silk thread brings an indescribable weirdness to each work.

"My lord, please sit down." Miss Yun smiled, sat down at the table in the house, reached out to pick up the teapot on the table, and poured a cup of tea for Yu Xing. What did you do at the time, do you like it, my lord?"

"I like them all. The girl's skills are exquisite, and I am amazed." Yu Xing sat down opposite to Miss Yun, and said in a polite tone, "I don't know why they are all red?"

"I just prefer red." Miss Yun took a sip of her tea shyly, "I have liked this warm and bright color since I was born, but since I live in this barren house, no matter what I embroider, no one else will see it. I'll just do it on my own terms."

"It may seem exaggerated to others, but... the young master should be able to understand, right? As soon as I saw the young master, I felt that the young master should be a man of temperament."

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, and continued following the words: "I didn't expect the girl to be so free and easy. From what you said, I also feel a little regretful that others can't appreciate your embroidery. Why did you stay here in the first place?"

"It's just to conform to my original intention." Miss Yun said, "I don't like to be restrained, and I don't like my embroidery workers to be pointed at by others and asked to embroider things I don't like. , it’s just Xiu Niang raised by the master’s family, she should call herself a slave.”

"If someone falls in love with you, you have to change your identity as a concubine."

"But in my opinion, these are far inferior to the word 'I'. Therefore, I choose to stay here, without the shackles of the world, and occasionally I can meet sojourners like the son, chat and drink tea, isn't it very Are you comfortable?"

Yu Xing applauded for her: "It makes sense. I wonder what the girl likes to embroider the most?"

"It's not objects. What I like to embroider is people." The smile on the corner of Miss Yun's mouth became a little more real, but for some reason, there was always a subtle disharmony between her appearance and expression.

"People?" Yu Xing looked around, "Although I like it the most, I haven't seen any embroidered people..."

Miss Yun covered her lips: "I'm used to XZing things I like. If you are curious, please have a sip of tea first, and I will take you to have a look."

Yu Xing lowered his head and looked at the teacup in his hand.

This tea is also red.

The water dilutes the danger of this color, with flowing ripples, reflecting Yu Xing's thoughtful expression. There is an unignorable fishy smell in the tea. It is obviously not an attractive fragrance, but it is inexplicably drawn. appetite.

Yu Xing drank the tea in one gulp, and there was a faint taste of rust in his mouth. At this moment, all the cells in his body felt as if they had touched something that contradicted him. He trembled and his stomach churns—referred to as nausea.

Even so, he actually felt like drinking another drink.

This tea is very problematic... It subtly changes the thinking of tea drinkers, and often this kind of thing is the most difficult to resist.

If it weren't for the fact that his own curse power was strong enough, Yu Xing would definitely find an excuse to avoid the tea drinking session.

"Hehe, it seems that the young master is indeed very curious about me." Miss Yun looked at Yu Xing with watery eyes, "Please follow me."

The embroidery she so-called hid was in the cabinet in the room.

As soon as the cabinet door was opened, there were more than [-] completed works stacked inside, which were more delicate than those hanging on the wall.

Miss Yun picked up the embroidery placed on the top and showed it to Yu Xing. It was a round fan for girls, with a woman embroidered on the fan.

The woman was weak, sitting on a rock, playing the piano.

Judging from the lifelike expression, the woman on the fan is [-]% similar to Miss Yun.

Qin... Yu Xing had a guess in his heart, and asked, "Young lady embroidered me? Can you play the piano?"

"This is not me, and I don't know how to play the piano. This is... I heard people talk about it, a girl I have never met. She had a bad life. Before she got married, she was driven away by her husband's in-laws. Because she was unwilling, she I wanted to see my fiancé, but was brutally killed by my in-laws on the way."

"I heard this story and felt worthless for her, so I embroidered her on the fan as a souvenir." Miss Yun lowered her eyebrows, seemingly sad.

Yu Xing suddenly asked, "Is her surname Li?"

"..." Miss Yun's fingers froze and she raised her eyes, "Does the young master know her?"

"I don't know, but I have also heard the story you told. The protagonist in the story is Miss Li. It is rumored that her fiancé didn't know about it at all. Later, she went to find her and never heard from her again." Yu Xing With a chuckle, "We are telling the same story, right?"

"...Yes." Miss Yun also chuckled, "I didn't expect such a coincidence. Let's take a look at this picture—"

She pulled out another smock.

Because the embroidery thread is red, this blouse is made of a lighter water-red fabric. When you move it a little, the embroidery thread will shine brightly and emit a slight red light.

It's just that the content is a bit strange.

The first time Yu Xing saw the embroidery on the blouse, he felt a moment of confusion in his mind. The surrounding scene suddenly changed, and the night wind was blowing. He stood in front of a well.

There was a person lying on the side of the well, a scholar in brocade clothes, begging for mercy tearfully, with his head lowered, his hands firmly grasping the bricks at the mouth of the well, but his body fell into the well uncontrollably.

Strangely, there was obviously no one around him.

"Let me go! Don't kill me!"

"Ah——I really don't know, let me go, it's not that I started in chaos and ended up abandoning it, it's not that I killed people, I really don't know anything!"

Yu Xing stepped forward and grabbed the man.

With only a little effort, he caught the man in his hands, only to realize that the man was as light as a piece of paper, without any weight at all.

He turned the man over and over, and saw the man's face clearly by the moonlight.

— This is not a person.

This is just a piece of human skin that has been drained of blood, leaving only bones wrapped in it.

(End of this chapter)