Absurd Deduction Game

Chapter 294 Bloody Tang Dao

Yu Xing asked: "Who helped you suppress the evil spirits?"

"I don't know. I was too young at that time and no one told me." Zhao Yijiao has already talked too much, which is a bit tiring for him. He doesn't intend to go into too much detail, so he will briefly mention a few words later. , "After suppressing the ghosts, my physical condition became more human-like. Although my temperament is still irreversible, at least I have recovered my black eyes, and I know how to be hungry and tired."

"Later on, I was still used to staying in dark places. The Zhao family saw that I was special and built a training ground for me, hoping to stimulate some of the available power of the devil in me. It was pitch dark inside, and I didn't come out until I was fifteen. ”

He is the first and only member of the Zhao family to train in the direction of individual combat. After leaving the training ground, he often hears whispers in his ears. Occasionally, when he can't suppress the devil, Zhao Mou will help him find it. Suppressed props.

Originally, the Zhao family paid special attention to him, but probably because Li Gui was suppressed too firmly. Over the years, he could only improve his skills through training, but failed to develop any special abilities. Gradually, the Zhao family no longer valued him. He did.

Many juniors only know that he is a "wonderful person", but they don't know the specifics. Because this matter was hidden from the older generation, the juniors still think that this "wonderful person" is a derogatory term, and they think that Zhao Yijiu has done something. Bad things will more or less repel him or even isolate him.

Zhao Yijiu didn’t care about other people’s attitudes anyway. He and Zhao Mou moved to Mijin City. Zhao Mou was often not at home, so he stayed alone, reading and practicing his fighting skills.

Originally, he could enter the deduction game when he became an adult, but Zhao Mou was worried that the evil ghost in his body would react to some things in the deduction, so he forced him to familiarize and suppress it for another seven years. When Zhao Yijius was twenty-five years old, He just started the deduction at Qingyuan Pharmaceutical Factory.

"It's like this..." Yu Xing muttered as he turned his head to look at the snowy scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony. His narrow phoenix eyes were raised at the end, which always made people feel that he was careless.

 Zhao Yijiu's temperament has a reason, and the Zhao family's weird attitude has also been explained. It seems that his fate is not the only one in the world that has been passively changed due to the existence of absurd deductions.

"The actor said that I will also be a member of Monopris in the future." While Yu Xing was thinking quietly, Zhao Yijiu suddenly spoke again, with a cold face, "I'm not sure that he is wrong."

"One day in the future, if I fail to suppress the evil spirit, I will show my ghostly side. At that time, I will no longer be able to restrain my murderous intention."

"Hey, Brother Jiu, look at your differentiation line." Yu Xing turned back and smiled at Zhao Yijius, "Right line, don't you have a clear understanding of your self-control ability? You are very strong. , Don’t be so unsure, I believe you can keep suppressing it.”

Zhao Yijiu didn't answer this. He drank the cold water in one gulp and asked, "The party is over. When will you leave?"

"After I finish the transaction between Meng Potang and your brother, I have to go back. I still have some things to deal with." Yu Xing didn't mind waiting for Zhao Yijiao's eyes to recover before leaving. After all, he was his future teammate.

Unfortunately, the density of the three major families here is too high. The deduction has just ended, and there are even a few groups still in the deduction, so the three major families have not reacted. When they are all free, the relationship between Yu Xing and the actor will definitely change. being pursued by them.

It's actually nothing to pursue, but who knows that these people won't take some measures that make him annoying?

Yu Xing doesn't like to be forced. If he cripples a few younger members of a family in a fit of anger, he may not be able to leave, and it will cause trouble to Zhao Mou and Zhao Yijiao. It's better to leave early.

"Okay, I'll send you a message when I get back to Mijin City, but it will take a long time." Zhao Yijiu said.

 …

That night, Zhao Mou knocked on Yu Xing's door. At that time, Yu Xing was catching up on his sleep. He usually slept when he wanted to, regardless of his biological clock.

During several days of deductions, his body in reality did not eat, but he strangely did not feel hungry. However, his physical fatigue was real. He almost didn't want to get off the bed as soon as he got into bed. Zhao Mou knocked on the door three times outside. He was reluctant to get out of bed and open the door.

“You are too weak, Zhao Ruru is more energetic than you.” Zhao Mou saw Yu Xing’s sleepy eyes and pushed up his glasses with a smile.

Yu Xing said feebly: "She was so excited after surviving a catastrophe. Come in, are you here to trade props?"

"Of course, although I am busy, I don't want to delay such an important matter." Zhao Mou walked in, and Yu Xing noticed that he was carrying a dark rectangular wooden box behind his back.

 He closed the door and gestured with his chin: "Is this it?"

“Yes.” Zhao Mou placed the wooden box flat on the table, then opened the lock and turned the box over.

Suddenly, a slender Tang sword without a scabbard appeared in Yu Xing's eyes. He was stunned and did not touch it. Instead, he looked at Zhao Mou: "It's actually a weapon-type prop?"

 Whether it is a sacrifice or a prop, weapon type is the most precious, because in addition to their special abilities, their existence can increase the player's survival chances a lot.

Even if Sheqing Mengjing didn't have Yiqing, it would be a very sharp and handy dagger. Unfortunately, it is now sealed in the persona and cannot be taken out.

Yu Xing is short of a useful cold weapon, but...

Zhao Mou saw his expression and smiled proudly: "How do I know that your sacrifice can no longer be used? Don't underestimate me. You haven't used any of the sacrifices in the third stage. I knew it must be the third one." I paid a heavy price when I faced the actors in the second stage.”

"As expected of Zhao Fox." Yu Xing also smiled, "I'm afraid not many in the Zhao family can match your observation and analysis skills, right?"

Zhao Mou was noncommittal and pointed at the Tang Dao: "I heard Ah Jiu say that you are very skilled and very methodical when fighting. You are like a martial artist. When using cold weapons, you are most aggressive. Strong. So, although the dagger is highly concealed and convenient, it is really easy to use... You should prefer the long knife, right?"

Yu Xing almost wanted to applaud Zhao Mou. This guy was less than thirty, but he was as shrewd as an old man who had lived for 180 years. Not only could he see his true preferences, but he also used this to make it impossible for him to say no. The excuse for this transaction ensured that Meng Po Tang would be in his hands.

 Exchanging an item that restores the degree of alienation that Yu fortunately has no use for with a weapon-like item that is urgently needed at the moment is a trade that will benefit both parties.

"Okay, let me take a look." Since Zhao Mou was so thoughtful, he didn't want to waste his good intentions.

Yu Xing carefully observed the Tang sword and found that it was a very lethal type of sword - a horizontal sword.

 Tang Dao is a knife from the Tang Dynasty, but the name does not refer to a certain type of knife, but covers several types, including Yi Dao, Mo Dao, Zhan Dao and Heng Dao.

Hengdao has a straight blade, similar to a long sword, but the angle at the tip is still very obvious. The idiom "Hengdao hits the target immediately" refers to this kind of knife. It was also the most common sword in the army of the Tang Dynasty.

The horizontal knife in the box in front of me is missing its scabbard, and there is a layer of rust on the handle. The rust is also faintly mixed with a few traces of blood.

 The most unique thing is that it is not a conventional horizontal sword. There is a twisting pattern groove on the sword. Based on Yu Xing's experience, he judged that this is the blood groove. In other words, this Tang sword is very fierce.

 He stretched out his fingers to touch the handle of the knife, and the tool description appeared in front of him.

[Blood-stained Tang Dao: A sharp horizontal knife that does a certain amount of damage to Sneaky, but when the blood tank is full, the blade will break and cannot be used anymore]                                                 to help the Tang Dynasty knife? It suited Yu Xing's vision, and it was just a temporary weapon. It was estimated that if he killed more objects with blood flowing, the knife would be useless.

However, Yu Xing was already very satisfied. He held the Tang Dao with one hand and weighed it. The knife was heavy in quality and would be very comfortable to use.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Zhao Mou smiled, his eyes behind the lenses already showing a certain determination to win.

 “Well, happy transaction.”

Yu Xing took out a small box from his down jacket pocket and threw it to Zhao Mou. Zhao Mou caught it quickly and asked suspiciously: "Is this... Meng Po soup?"

"Of course, you don't really think that Meng Po soup is a bowl of soup, do you? Then how did I bring it here?" Yu Xing asked Zhao Mou to open the box and look at it, and then held the Tang knife to get used to the weight. He originally wanted to drive people away, I practiced using Tang Dao for a while, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Zhao Mou."

Zhao Mouzheng opened the box and found that Meng Po Tang was a translucent pill with no color. Just by looking at its appearance, no one would think of its name. When he heard Yu Xing calling him, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"When I was chatting with Brother Jiu during the day, he told me his story. He also said that he was too young at the time and didn't know who gave him something to suppress the evil ghost." Yu Xing glanced at Zhao Mou, whose expression remained unchanged. One glance, "But I guess you must know, right?"

"That's right, during that time, I paid close attention to all the decisions about Ah Jiu." Zhao Mou turned around so that Yu Xing could not see his expression, "After all, I am his only real relative. If I don’t care about him anymore, I’m afraid he will be treated even more harshly.”

"Who is that person? Does he have good intentions or does he have other motives? What is the thing that suppressed the ghost?" Yu Xing asked without any surprise.

Zhao Mou chuckled lightly and put away Meng Po Soup: "I don't know the person. I was only a ten-year-old child back then. After I tried my best, I could only find out that the thing that person sent was... A blue iris."

 “…” Yu Xing was silent for a moment.

Blue iris?

 Okay, he probably knows who sent it.

 Unexpectedly, Hua Subai was involved in this matter?

He recalled what the flower boss told him when he was enthusiastic about recognizing the language of flowers. The flower language of blue iris seemed to be wandering in fate, broken passion, exquisite beauty, fragile and perishable.

It doesn’t sound like a good sign. Does the extended meaning of these words correspond to the iceberg of Jiu Ge?

For a moment, Yu Xing was not sure whether Huasubai's purpose in helping Zhao Yijiao was good or bad. The trajectory of this person's actions was unpredictable. In terms of morality, it was always good or bad. It was almost impossible to predict. To a certain extent, Yu Xing felt more out of control towards Hua Subai than the actor.

It seems that after returning home, Zhu Yan should investigate the connection behind this matter without disturbing Hua Subai. Although with such a large amount of work, the probability that Hua Subai will not notice it is close to zero...

Yu Xing sighed secretly. After Zhao Mou left, he sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and then started practicing his sword in the front hall of the spacious room.

  If you don't use this longer cold weapon for too long, it will take some time to get used to it.

Over the years, he has really traveled around a lot. He has been everywhere and learned a variety of things. Fortunately, many things accumulated in the corners of his memory can be picked up quickly as long as he encounters them again.

While practicing the sword, Yu Xing thought about the plan after returning to Mijin City. In addition to the fact that there are some people to deal with in reality, the deduction also requires more careful choices.

 The two deductions in which sacrifices cannot be used and physical fitness is suppressed are best transitioned quickly, otherwise who knows whether the actors will cause any trouble.

Then first of all, the live broadcast deduction will not be considered, because after the end of the parallel line of death, his rose mask finally completely failed. At this time, acting under the noses of many viewers is not a good choice.

Performance-based deduction requires the deducer to behave in the same way as the existing character. Yu Xing has just experienced the identity of Xiao Jin, and is a little tired of it.

Then, the Tang Dao he got was obviously more cost-effective for killing ghosts. He didn't want to waste the progress of the blood tank on people, so the confrontation type was also temporarily excluded.

What's left is the mapping type and the investigator type. Comparing the two, the investigator type has already had a coffin village as a base. The world view is stable, and Yu Xing hasn't visited himself for a long time. It’s “San”, and I kind of miss that logical world.

"After I finish solving the real-life issues, I'll do one investigator-type deduction first, and then choose based on the situation for the remaining one. I don't know how the difficulty of San's deduction will increase after I advance to the differentiated level." Yu Xing murmured, inexplicably. Thinking of the WeChat group they started after the Coffin Village ended.

 I don’t know how many people inside are still alive.

 The next morning, Yu Xingxing got up early, said goodbye to Zhao Yijiu and Zhao Mou, and quietly left Fenggu Lanting when no one was paying attention.

The only person who noticed him was probably the young man who was the gatekeeper of the Luo family. The young man was still wearing a suit, with a lazy and hopeless look on his face. He didn't ask where he was going, but just murmured when Yu Xing's back disappeared. One sentence: "Tsk, it's so pleasant. I want to run away like him~ These guys have more ink stains than last year. They have this meeting and that meeting. When will the days of guarding the door end?"

Yu Xing came and went empty-handed this time, with only a wooden box behind him. It was indeed very comfortable.

He took a taxi and returned to Mijin City. As soon as he arrived near the community, he saw Zhu Yan with a ponytail squatting in front of a street stall talking to the stall owner.

Yu Xing simply stopped the taxi, paid the money and walked over. He heard Zhu Yan praising the "blind" stall owner wearing sunglasses: "Wow! Your calculations are so accurate. I have been since I was a child." My life is good, my parents are getting richer and richer, my first half of my life has been uneventful, and I haven’t even been shocked at all! How can you be so accurate!”

The stall owner was running a fortune-telling stall. Hearing Zhu Yan's agreement, he didn't notice anything was wrong. He even pretended to be a master. The old **** was nagging on the ground: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked, but little girl, although you have a good first half of your life, But I think you will be in great trouble in the rest of your life."

The stall owner took out a bracelet that looked like jade: "This jade was blessed by a master. It can protect you from disasters..."

“Cough.” Yu Xing stood behind Zhu Yan and coughed lightly.

Zhu Yan trembled, her legs went weak and she stumbled to the side. She belatedly looked up and saw Yu Xing looking at her with the tip of his nose red from the cold, looking at her with a half-smile.

Zhu Yan touched her **** that was on the ground in frustration and twitched the corners of her mouth: "I was scared to death... It was indeed a disaster. I should have worn thicker jeans..."

 (End of this chapter)