absurd deduction game.

Chapter 767 Cognitive distortion in progress

"Yu Xing?"

In the bright hotel room, Zhao Yijiu sat up from the bed with his upper body propped up, and subconsciously called out.

But he soon realized that there was no one else here but him.

His superior hearing allowed him to hear early-morning whispers from the next room separated by a wall. The voice was unfamiliar, with a hint of ambiguity unique to the morning.

Oh, and there's a couple living next door, maybe a couple.

Zhao Yijiu controlled himself not to eavesdrop on other people's privacy, he got out of bed with some confusion, and took a look at his body first.

He was wearing very normal modern short-sleeved shorts, the style was so simple that he couldn't think of a reason why the seller was not bankrupt, as if he had been created at will to make a perfunctory look, only the bandage around his neck still had traces of resentment surrounding him .

After tugging at the clothes, Zhao Yijiu couldn't find any more common fabric than this. He thought for a while... This might really be the clothes randomly generated by the system.

He has also experienced several such game dungeons before. The dungeons take up real time, and the clothes he wears are likely to be damaged in the dungeons, so after returning to reality, the system will send suits to the players to cover their bodies.

It seems that he is no longer in the Yin Yang corridor.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yijiu suddenly tensed up.

He passed out in the end, and only in a coma can he be given an environment to concentrate on fighting against the ghost consciousness. At that time, he was emotionally unstable, and if he was still awake, it would be easy for the ghost consciousness to take advantage of his loopholes.

Because of this, he didn't know what the end of the deserted house's test would be.

Yu Xing... Where is Yu Xing?

Why is Yu Xing not here? Wasn't he sent back together?Didn't you already get the ticket... What's wrong with the connection to the system?
Or did the actor do something that affected him...

Yu Xing just found his way back!
Because of the previous conviction that one year of disappearance lasted a year, Zhao Yijiu's body tensed up, his face seemed expressionless, but in fact his heartbeat silently started to speed up.

He was afraid that Yu Xing would disappear again.

Once this kind of thought arises, the vague fear climbs up the neck like a vine along the spine, Zhao Yijiu is frightened by himself and breathes quickly, and tells himself to calm down.

This is a hotel room.

If no one else checked in, he wouldn't be able to lie here, because even if it encountered a random location return mechanism, the system would only keep them outdoors in a sparsely populated area.

So while he was in a coma, someone must be doing something.

At this moment, in order to suppress the irritability in his heart, Zhao Yijiu quietly stood there and recalled all the scenes where Zhao Mou used to curse secretly in Tianjin dialect.

It was like listening to a cross talk, which made Zhao Yijiu feel strangely calmer.

He opened his eyes and came back to his senses, looked around again, and finally realized that although there was no one else in the room, it was a standard room with two beds, and the other bed had messy quilts and pillows. It was left there, and it was obvious that someone had slept.

There was no one else but Yu Xing.

"..." Zhao Yijiu breathed a sigh of relief, although his face was still tense.

As long as he teleported back to the real world normally, he didn't see Yu Xing, so the other party must have something to do.

only……

Zhao Yijiu looked at the messy quilt strangely, thinking silently, would Yu Xing let the bed be messy and go out without tidying it up?

His intuition told him that something was wrong.

He walked around the room, but he didn't see any device to tell the time - he didn't bring his own mobile phone with him, and there was no computer in the room.

The TV may be fine, but Zhao Yijiu is too lazy to turn on the TV to watch it now, so he simply calls out the system panel from his consciousness and directly enters the live broadcast section.

The live broadcast section will prompt the time.

He randomly entered the live broadcast room of a rookie king's competition, and he didn't care that the live broadcast room automatically reminded him, as a star promoter, to enter the live broadcast room.

The barrage paused, and then began to brush question marks.

[No, who is this?Cold wine? ?Hasn't he never watched the live broadcast? 】

[Yin Yu: Brother Zhao? ? 】

【Dye: Huh...】

[Could it be that the gods let him see that there is something special in this rookie king! 】

[Not sure, look again]

Just as the barrage became lively, the reminder flashed by, and the gleaming name "Cold Wine" withdrew again.

Now there are really only question marks left.

However, Zhao Yijiu had already obtained the time information. He speculated that he knew the time flow difference in the end-of-the-world dungeon. If the Yin-Yang Corridor didn't take up the time, two days should have passed since he fell into a coma.

According to the state of hunger and exhaustion of the body, Zhao Yijiu is basically sure that it is this algorithm.

two days...

Carlos should have told the team about Yu Xing's return, right?I don't know if Yu Xing has contacted other people in Po Jing, if not - Zhao Yijiu saw Zhang Yu and Zeng Ranran in the barrage just now.

If not, these two people will tell Zhao Mou when they see him now, at least they can confirm his safety.

But why didn't Yu Xing bring him back to Mijin City? Could it be that he wanted to give him a more stable sleeping environment?
Zhao Yijiu's mind was a little confused, he looked at the sky outside the window, and saw a piece of white snow.

Here is the snow mountain.

He seemed to see a group of people wrapped in zongzi walking towards the gate of the scenic spot on the street outside.

... Scenic spot?
Zhao Yijiu was even more at a loss. Does Yu Xing have something urgent to do here?

He thought about it and decided to go out to find someone. Anyway, now that he has stabilized, it is unrealistic for him to stay in the room.

However, the appearance of short-sleeved shorts in the snow-capped mountains is too shocking.

Zhao Yijiu observed that this room should be quite luxurious, presumably very expensive, and the service should be very good.

He called the phone at the bedside and tried to ask someone from the hotel to send him a set of down jacket and jeans.

The room service on the opposite side heard his gloomy voice like a devil's death, and answered tremblingly. It didn't take long for the clothes to be delivered, and they didn't dare to look at him more.

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

He did this to test whether his stay in the hotel was compliant. For some reason, this time he woke up with a strange premonition, always feeling that the surroundings were full of unreliable atmosphere.

Fortunately, there is no problem with this check-in.

He put on his clothes, moved his wrist, and left the hotel directly to join the moving crowd outside.

Zhao Yijiu wanted to find Yu Xing, and it was easy to find.

After all, Yu Xing is not an ordinary person. Unless he deliberately covers it up, the abnormal aura on his body will always exist.

And Zhao Yijiu has already mastered the search for breaths, as long as he walks in the direction of the fluctuation of spiritual power, he will definitely meet Yu Xing.

Things went well, and when Zhao Yijiu caught that trace of Yu Xing's breath in the air, he completely let go of his condensed breath.

Fortunately, it really is.

It seems that Yu Xing really has something to do, or he just feels bored in the room and comes out to relax.

When they gather, they will probably be able to go home.

……Bar?

This determined thought turned into hesitation when Zhao Yijiu easily entered the scenic mountain to catch up with Yu Xing, and saw Yu Xing dug up a handful of snow, made it into a ball and hit a passerby's head.

The passer-by was hit, thinking that someone was joking with him, and immediately shouted loudly, squeezed a snowball and threw it out at will. Soon, the small group of tourists resting in the camp on the mountainside began to play chaotically and happily. There was a snowball fight.

And the instigator of all this, wearing only a thin and simple "system made", seemed not to like such excitement, and walked away in a dispirited manner.

"..." Zhao Yijiu sensed something was wrong.

He followed with a paralyzed face, wanting to see what the hell Yu Xing was up to.

Soon, Yu Xing went around to a secluded place, because the mountain was relatively steep, tourists were forbidden to go here.

But no one noticed Yu Xing along the way, and Zhao Yijiu sensed the cognitive shield against ordinary people from Yu Xing.

He also lowered his sense of existence, tricked the subconscious of the tourists, and followed him to a place where there was no one else.

So in the next second, he watched Yu Xing pick up a ball of pure white snow and put it to his mouth.

Then lick it.

Bai Xue melted in the protruding tongue, Zhao Yijiu froze.

Against the backdrop of pure white, the red lines on the tip of Yu Xing's tongue flashed across, bringing a very strange stimulation to his brain, not only made his scalp numb, but also keenly felt——

In the invisible void, there seemed to be something long and twisted and swaying, making tiny ripples in the air.

Zhao Yijiu couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

The person in front of me...is it really Yu Xing?
It doesn't feel right.

This person is very "dangerous".

Just when Zhao Yijiu became alert, a strange light flashed in the eyes of Yu Xing who lowered his head, and he turned his head slowly, showing the expression that he had noticed Zhao Yijiu following him a long time ago.

"Brother Jiu, come and taste it too... This has no taste, can it be called 'blood'? It's obviously white, just water." The young man's demeanor could be called normal, but his pupils were indescribably weird. It made Zhao Yijiu's hair stand on end for a moment.

However, the surprise and panic brought about by the unknown only lasted for a short moment. Recognizing that it was Yu Xing himself, Zhao Yijiu ran over and tried to touch the air behind Yu Xing.

...There are no invisible transparent tentacles, he probably had an illusion just now.

"Why do they all say they came here to see the blood?" The young man was still wondering, he didn't see the joy of waking up at all, nor was he surprised to meet him here, and just continued to ask the questions he cared about, "Blood Is Shan a propaganda fraud?"

Zhao Yi became numb, and confirmed that he had heard the other person's vocabulary correctly. He was silent for two seconds: "Snow mountain. Snow—not blood."

Yu Xing narrowed his eyes and turned his head to think.

Perhaps, he was useless to find relevant concepts from his cognition, so he humbly asked: "What is snow?"

Even Zhao Yijiu, who had already seen a lot, was completely confused by this question.

However, before he could figure out the situation, Yu Xing shook off the residual snow in his hand and licked his lips: "I thought there was a lot of blood here, but after searching for two days, there was nothing."

He looked at the bandage on Zhao Yijiu's neck, and curled the corner of his mouth: "Brother Jiu, I need blood."

The strange thing is that Zhao Yijiu felt that it wasn't Yu Xing who spoke when he heard these words with his own ears.

He stared at Yu Xing's tongue, which he could occasionally see when he spoke, and his scalp began to tingle again—no, this time his whole body began to tremble, like... a pollution that made people lose self-control.

Zhao Yijiu felt in a daze that it was the "tongue" that spoke, not Yu Xing.

Yu Xing was polluting him...with the power of some kind of evil god.

"I need blood." Yu Xing repeated, reaching out to remove Zhao Yijiu's bandage, "Just a little bit, you won't hurt."

This kind of pollution is not considered menacing, Zhao Yijiu was only slightly affected, and when he realized Yu Xing's intentions, he was completely awake: "No!"

He grabbed Yu Xing's wrist and cut Yu Xing's arm back with a decisive grabbing action, forcing him to half kneel in the snow with a serious expression: "You are provoking a very new thing that needs blood What is it? Are you still sane, Yu Xing?"

The suppressed Yu Xing did not actually resist, as if his attempt to get blood was not to force anyone.

Yu Xing even clicked his tongue twice: "It's so fierce, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yijiu: "Don't you think you're in a strange state?"

"Ah, it seems to be." Yu Xing thought for a long time, "I seem to be quite cold, which is indeed strange."

He lowered his head and suddenly realized: "Oh, because I wear less. Where are my clothes?"

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

How can this be.

Wake up, you are still wearing the clothes given by the system, you have no other clothes at all!

You are definitely not cold because you don't wear enough clothes, but because the strange evil atmosphere around you is too cold.

How is this going.

The cold brother Ku finally couldn't hold back any longer. Looking at Yu Xing, who obviously had a problem, his heart broke down a bit.

He passed out, not knowing what happened next.

Was it in this state that Yu Xing brought him to the Snow Mountain and booked a hotel?

"Brother Jiu, let me go, or I will freeze to death." Yu Xing's tone was almost the same as normal, but the content itself was very strange, "I'm hungry and need blood..."

Zhao Yijiu finally confirmed that Yu Xing was being influenced by an unknown bloodthirsty existence, and that existence was mostly living on his tongue.

He shook his head, which was still affected, and took his eyes off Yu Xing's tongue with difficulty: "Let's go back to the hotel first, you calm down."

He let go of Yu Xing, but carefully watched Yu Xing's movements, for fear of a sudden attack from the other party.

Yu Xing stood up and patted his clothes, and suddenly looked at Zhao Yijiu seriously from head to toe: "Actually, I really want your blood, and you can't resist. I'm still very interested in your blood..."

"Let's go shopping for clothes." Zhao Yijiu immediately interrupted him, putting on a genuinely paralyzed face, trying to stabilize Yu Xing and figure out the situation, "Aren't you cold? The hotel can deliver clothes."

Yu Xing reacted quickly this time: "It's because you want to control me so much, okay."

Zhao Yijiu: "..." Has your IQ been affected?

But then, Yu Xing's words made him slightly startled: "Actually, I also feel that something is wrong with me, but I can't tell. In my perception, I am very normal now."

"But judging by your expression, it doesn't seem to be the case."

Yu Xing turned his head and smiled at him, there was a stiffness and panic hidden under the blankness in his smile: "Brother Jiu, have I become a monster?"

"Should a person have two arms? In your perspective, do I look normal?"

"Brother Jiu, are you real?"

　Four thousand words!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)