absurd deduction game.

Chapter 810 Please take a seat
There was only 10 minutes to be seated, and it was delayed for a while, and someone couldn't help reminding: "Hurry up and get seated, just in case..."

Huasu Bai also pulled Yu Xing's sleeve: "Don't wait, let's go up."

Some of the deducers who were not going to fight for the second floor had already sat down nearby, anyway, it didn’t make any difference if they sat on the first floor.

Yu Xing looked around and pointed out a clear way for Zhang Yu and Yan: "Go, have a table with Xue Shouyun."

Xue Shouyun of Hourglass has a good overall style. I have never heard of her behavior of mutilating others or using the weak as cannon fodder.

In addition to the two chats on the bus, Yu Xing unilaterally thought that they were friendly people.

Zhang Yu naturally had no objection. Even if Xue Shouyun didn't know him, because of Po Jing's face, he wouldn't refuse - he had paid attention to him a long time ago. Xue Shouyun was with another member of Hourglass at the beginning, but that member didn't come. gather.

I'm afraid it's dead.

I don't know if he died in the weird Fangfu that Yan Li had described, or if he died quietly in an unknown place.

In short, Xue Shouyun, who has no companion, definitely doesn't mind multiple forces being temporary allies.

The most important thing is that Xue Shouyun is a fierce man with strong frontal fighting ability and can protect people.

He and Yan quickly ran to occupy the empty seat at Xue Shouyun's table. Xue Shouyun adjusted the cheongsam on his body, raised his eyes and made a question mark with his eyes.

"My captain asked me to sit with you." Zhang Yu first acted obediently, looking very obedient, and then restrained the temperament of the weak side, "Po Jing wants to cooperate with you."

……

Yu Xing saw that Zhang Yu and Xue Shouyun had a good chat and were not grabbed by the back of the neck and thrown away. After a while, Lan Wu also passed by, so he looked away.

The candidates to go to the second floor are basically decided, Yan Li, Medusa, the "witch" from the mysterious eye, the "dark psychic", Gu Xing, the "diplomat" of the research institute, and the "crack" of the fallen line , "Silver Sparrow" and "Resentful Corpse", the lone wolf "The Hanged Man", "No Return", and Yu Xing and Cha Wu's pendant with the surname Hua.

Yu Xing didn't wait for them all to finish their discussions. Anyway, he went up first, Hua Subai followed step by step, and was regarded as a broken mirror by others who didn't know the truth, and no one made a sound to stop him.

The wooden stairs leading to the second floor are old, and although there are traces of maintenance, they still make a hellish creaking sound when stepped on.

The wall on one side of the stairs is inlaid with a protruding small round platform, which is used to place kerosene lamps in the shape of an octagonal pavilion.

The light was weak, and it still looked like it was suppressed by something. It was dim and dark, and it could barely illuminate the stepped lattice.

Within two seconds, there were footsteps chasing after him.

The tinkle of jingle bells was thin and light. Yu Xing turned around and met a pair of jet-black eyes.

witch.

The Mysterious Eye Guild likes to collect all kinds of people and sacrifices for ghosts and ghosts, and they always get together to study some knowledge that sounds bad. In the breath of occultism.

No one knows how old she is. They only know that she has been dressed in Southeast Asian clothes since she entered the field of view of the players. Her hair is wrapped in a printed headscarf. Her face is sallow and has many fine lines, but her hands are like newborns. Tender and fair.

There are many small bells wrapped around her wrists and ankles, the sound is clear and ethereal, and she has the ability to cleanse the soul.

However, the sorceress has a well-known habit—she often "sees" fate suddenly at a certain moment, and then can't help but talk about it to the person involved, regardless of whether the person is happy or not.

"Fortune..." The sorceress looked at Shangyu Xing, and suddenly said, her voice was hoarse like scratching glass, and it was said that she was punished because she kept breaking fate, "Don't go so fast."

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows.

He didn't think that the sorceress had a familiar personality. If she took the initiative to talk to him, she must have some destiny instructions to tell him, anyway, she couldn't hold back.

"Above..." The sorceress spoke verse by verse, and slowly closed her eyes, as if sensing something.

"Have……"

"Well."

Yu Xing: "..." What are you talking about?

The sorceress swiped and opened her eyes, her eyes fell on Hua Subai, she stretched out her hand, and pointed with her long dark blue nails: "Let him go first!"

"This man... has death energy in his body, he is about to die."

"So, let him go first, don't waste..."

Yu Xing was overwhelmed by the weird logic and content, and subconsciously glanced at Hua Subai.

Hua Subai walked a little faster just now, and now he is one step above him. Hearing this, he looked at the sorceress with a half-smile: "Then tell me, how long is it before you are about to die?"

The sorceress took a deep breath: "I can't tell you more, otherwise, your dead breath will infect me!"

The dark psychic who came behind her quickly covered her mouth, and the man wearing glasses smiled apologetically, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she, uh, is talking nonsense again, don't worry about it. "

"What's wrong?" Medusa and Yan Li were separated by a short distance, and behind them were other deducers who wanted to go up to the second floor, and they were all blocked.

"It's nothing, just when I was about to go upstairs, the sorceress suddenly said that I was going to die." Hua Subai spread his hands indifferently, "Anyway, I'm a little sad."

Everyone was silent when they heard the words.

They all knew that although the sorceress spoke strangely, she never lied, and her information was outrageously accurate.

For a moment, even the long-sleeved and skilled Medusa didn't know what to say.

Yu Xing, who was still able to react, broke the silence. He twitched his eyebrows slightly, and patted Hua Subai: "The witch told you to go up first, then go, as she said, don't waste it."

"...Hey." Hua Subai laughed, "Can you show concern for me, I'm going to die."

It's not that he never died, but he can be resurrected anyway.

Yu Xing chuckled in his heart, without saying a word, only urging him to go up with his eyes.

Don't talk about anything else, if you get stuck here, you really don't have enough time.

Hua Subai snorted unobtrusively, and the drooping eyelashes showed the real unhappiness in his heart at the moment.

He was already at the front, no matter what was on the second floor, he was the first to bear the brunt, didn't Yu Xing really know?

He insisted on helping outsiders poke his heart.

I really want to screw the witch's head off.

With a hint of depression, Hua Subai lost the smile on his face, turned his head and went up the stairs, and soon saw the floor of the second floor of Buwangju.

There is still a screen blocking the view, the air is so cold that it seems to be freezing, his breath brings out a light white mist, and he looks around.

On the left is the private room. According to Gao Yiling, the private room is not open.

On the right side, you can see a large area of ​​empty windows—that is, the bottom is blocked by wood, and the top is completely empty, allowing the cold wind to blow.

A table is placed next to the empty window, and the view is indeed very good. I am afraid that Pan Jinlian can be reproduced as soon as you stretch your head.

The next two tables are blocked by a screen, and you have to go around to see them.

At this moment, Hua Subai vaguely heard someone talking.

He didn't hesitate at all, he went straight around the screen, and before he saw the speaker, he suddenly came face to face with a porcelain-white face.

That face was smooth and round, with black and white eyes and bright blush. It was actually a headgear made of ceramics!
Hua Subai squinted his eyes and took a step back before he could see the whole picture of the person in front of him.

This thing... wears the shop waiter's clothes. It has a slender body, but it has a human body, but what is connected to its neck is not a head, but a round ceramic head.

A shrill voice came from the hood: "Guests are here, please sit down."

Following the words, its body bowed exaggeratedly, and pointed to the side.

At this moment, Hua Subai finally saw the other two tables behind it, and someone was already sitting on one of the tables.

Two men in red clothes turned their backs to the direction of the stairs, and they were feasting, and the table was full of dishes.

A gurgle of red liquid flowed down the dining table, gradually forming a pool of blood on the ground.

As if startled by the voice from the other side of the stairs, the figures in red paused and turned their heads stiffly.

The light on the second floor turned into a faint blue at some point, shining on the two stern ghost faces, like lightning flashing across the night sky.

　It seems that I have got an even weirder schedule...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)