absurd deduction game.

Chapter 1052 Breaking through the restriction

The gift boxes that the wealthy businessmen used to build relationships were held by paper maids and were opened and displayed one by one as the gift list was chanted.

Zhao Yijiu sat with a group of black-hearted wealthy businessmen, listening to their sarcastic compliments to each other and looking at the other table with an expressionless face.

Although he and Zhao Mou played the roles of a couple, in this deductive context, a couple could not sit together at a formal banquet. Zhao Mou now sat with the wives of other wealthy businessmen, discussing in a low voice whose gift was the most valuable and had the most auspicious meaning.

"..." Zhao Yijiu pinched his nose in annoyance. The wealthy businessman wearing scarlet sleeves beside him suddenly asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Everyone knows that Mrs. Xue's husband is just a face-man. There are rumors that Mrs. Xue and her husband are very affectionate. If you curry favor with Mrs. Xue's husband, you are tantamount to currying favor with Mrs. Xue.

Zhao Yijiu put down his hand and said calmly: "Nothing, thank you for your concern."

The youngest son of the Li family besides him, who was also the current head of the Li family, cast a glance at him. It was hard to tell whether he had a good or bad attitude. He just reminded him expressionlessly, "I noticed that you were silent today. If you are really feeling unwell, why not ask your wife to get some medicine for you? Your wife has a say in the Feng Mansion."

Zhao Yijiu glanced at him and didn't say anything.

If he had to spend some time with these people, he would certainly not be so disrespectful to the eldest son of the Li family, who was the most popular among all the masters outside the Zhao family.

But it's almost over.

Zhao Yijiu wondered why it wasn't raining yet.

He looked around calmly and found that all the predictors who replaced the guests were at the table, except Yu Xing, who fabricated the identity of a woman from southern Xinjiang, who was still missing.

This is also part of their plan.

It just so happens that no matter how careful Master Wanban is, he will definitely be present at the banquet, so the place where the other party hides to sew up the evil spirits can be investigated.

Zhao Yijiu was a person who was relatively isolated from the news at this banquet. Zhao Mou, Song Xue and Yu Xing all found opportunities to leave the public eye and had the ability to exchange information in real time. However, he had no reason to go out. He could only rely on Zhao Mou to occasionally come to talk to him and reveal some information. He had no idea how far the plan had progressed.

He only knew that if the time was right, the black clouds formed by the Yin energy and the water vapor caused by the river evil would definitely turn into heavy rain.

Tick.

A drop of rain fell into the teacup in front of Zhao Yijiu, causing tiny ripples.

His brows relaxed slightly.

……

Yu Xing walked through numerous formations and set foot in the desolate courtyard hidden in Feng Mansion for the second time.

Not long ago, he tried to explore Master Wanban's residence and was caught on the spot by Erhong. Now that Erhong is gone, Master Wanban also went to the table.

The silent yard looked deserted. An eerie wind blew through Yu Xing's fingertips. He tiptoed towards the house in the yard and released his perception.

The dead tree in the yard swayed gently, and its dead roots slowly grew and spread in all directions.

The yin energy here is extremely heavy and not pure. The resentment piled up one after another, brutally imprisoning one miserable soul after another. The most central point is right inside the house.

No one disturbed him this time, and Yu Xing's perception was still cut off in front of the door.

He reached the door and tried pushing it.

As expected, there was a restriction on the door. Although Yu Xing was very strong, the seemingly thin wooden door did not move at all. Only the chillness when touched penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He tilted his head to check, a faint blue color appeared in his eyes, and finally he found a circle of barely noticeable bloodstains around the house.

The thick blood color was originally hidden in the soil. Under the observation of the psychic eye, it slowly floated to the surface. An evil thought emerged from the bloodstain, silently absorbing the vitality of those who approached.

At the same time, the space inside and outside the blood seal was divided into two, and no one could enter or exit freely except the person who placed the seal.

"This master knows quite a lot of things." Yu Xing muttered, preparing to force his way in.

He knew that the method to unlock the seal was most likely hidden in a room in the sealed mansion. After all, deduction would not lead to a dead end. There must always be a way to pass the level for those who took the intellectual route and ignored combat effectiveness.

In other words, except for a few who can rely on their combat power to overwhelm the enemy, other deducers still need to follow the clues one by one and move forward step by step in the dungeon. But Yu Xing is now one of the minority.

Black tree patterns appeared on his hands, and the power of the curse became aggressive, spreading towards the blood mark bit by bit.

Suddenly, feeling the invading bloodstain glowing brighter, a sense of fear followed the blood color into Yu Xing's mind. He got goose bumps all over his body, his heartbeat quickened unconsciously, and when he turned around, he saw several illusory ghost shadows appear behind him.

  It is the evil god's power that affects the rules of this deduction again!

Yu Xing was already prepared to come into contact with the power of the evil god who possessed "fear", but his scalp still tingled when he came into contact with it again.

Shadows whose faces could not be seen clearly stood there in a row.

They are tall, short, fat, and thin, and you can vaguely see different clothes. One of the women raised her arm, as if waving to Yu Xing.

After several simulations, this scene is not even considered terrifying.

But Yu Xing's breathing still stagnated, and he instinctively wanted to stay away from them.

"Xing...what are you doing here?"

The face of the waving woman gradually became clear, with burn marks appearing on her young and beautiful face. She pulled at the burnt skin and revealed a smile that Yu Xing had almost forgotten: "Why are you still wearing a little skirt?"

"How strange... When you were little, I coaxed you to wear it, but you refused to wear it..."

"Sister." Yu Xing's eyes darkened slightly, and he called out the woman's identity in a somewhat unfamiliar voice.

Around the woman, the other figures also became clear, like old photos that had been dusted off.

His former father, housekeeper, nanny, even the jugglers he knew well, his classmates and teachers when he was studying abroad, and the few people who left a memory in his heart over the long years...

Some of them remained in their youthful appearance, while others were frozen in the appearance of the portrait that Yu Xing had seen. The figures became more and more numerous and clearer. They were wearing clothes in styles of different eras. Everyone had a friendly smile on his face and stretched out his hand to him.

"Yu Xing..."

"Axing..."

"Young Master..."

"friend……"

"We miss you so much, when will you join us?"

Yu Xing didn't answer, and they just kept looking at him.

The whole scene was extremely strange. Waves of chills crept up Yu Xing's spine, and his eyes occasionally glanced downwards.

Everyone's toes were pointing behind them.

The suppressed terror suddenly erupted, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from Yu Xing's forehead.

But his expression did not change at all, and he was not moved by the appearance of these "people".

It's all in the past.

They are all people from the past.

They were once nightmares, but they failed to drag him into hell. Now that he is awake, they are even less likely to stop him from moving forward.

Yu Xing did not move, as if he was in a stalemate with these figures, but his curse power was madly devouring the blood seal, and the illusion caused by the blood seal restriction became precarious.

Realizing this, the ghosts' expressions changed.

Their smiles slowly disappeared, replaced by pairs of resentful eyes.