Absurd Deduction Game

Chapter 33 Status rollback

There was a knocking sound from the black coffin. The body seemed to have come to life. The lid of the coffin trembled under the impact, as if it was about to be lifted off.

Xu Hong hurriedly pressed down the coffin board with his body while paying attention to the situation on the painter san's side.

It’s so scary, why would you die if you disagree?

 There is one thing to say, this is definitely the hardest and most unreplicable requirement he has ever heard since he became a deducer!

Yu Xing could still hear Zhou Yongsheng's questions and roars in his vague consciousness: "Why did you destroy the candle! Don't you want to leave? Don't you want to break the curse!?"

He ignored the frustrated voice at all, and used all his strength to open his eyes that were beginning to bleed and shed tears. He encouraged the dazed Xiao Xuechen with a look that was close to bewitching: "Do it."

If it weren't for his lack of energy, Yu Xing might not even bother to ask others for help.

"No, you..." Xiao Xuechen was at a loss as he held the knife.

Are you serious?

She looked at Yu Xing blankly, looking like he might die at any time, but his commanding tone was still very weighty.

 The beautiful eyes and the impact of blood and tears inspired her. At this moment, she felt as happy as her heart.

Combining what she saw in her eyes, Yu Xing's ghost-like image and scene, plus Yu Xing's ridiculous request at this time, Xiao Xuechen made a bold guess.

Does Yu Xing have the kind of powerful sacrifice that can be resurrected with the help of the power of ghosts?

Although the people who will be assigned to the same deduction game as him can only be high-level deductions at most, and the probability of having such an unreasonable sacrifice is extremely small, but San has brought him too many surprises. .

Perhaps the other party has such a thing in his hand?

 Should we take action?

The knocking sound in the black coffin became more and more urgent. Xu Hong and Xu Yuan pressed firmly on the coffin board.

 They knew that this must be the "boss" of this deduction.

Now that the village chief has replaced the old one with the new one, and the funeral has been interrupted, it stands to reason that the outcome of this deduction should not be too bad. As long as they find a way to deal with the ghost in the coffin, they should be able to end the deduction!

Xiao Xuechen thought the same way. She believed that San must have known the truth and the solution, and had triggered a strange injury condition, so she had to use the power of sacrifices to get out of the predicament.

 There can be no delay.

 She believes that the big boss will have backup plans!

While Carlos was watching the show, a small knife appeared in his hand like magic. The knife had no special aura and was just an ordinary object: "Do you dare to do it? If you are hesitant, I can come too."

  What ordinary people, or most deducers, have to do in the game is to find the truth, life, and fight against ghosts. Very few people directly kill people.

Especially for the three levels of deductions: beginner, intermediate, and advanced, the concept of "rare" would be even rarer if we exclude confrontational deductions.

So judging from Xiao Xuechen's appearance, he must have never killed anyone. Many people's first murder will leave a deep shadow, and they will be accompanied by nightmares in the following days.

 Such a person will hesitate when receiving a request to kill.

"Go away, I can!" Unexpectedly, Xiao Xuechen whispered to Carlos, and gestured at Yu Xing with the dagger in his hand.

"Don't be so cruel..." Yu Xing seemed to have a flashback and forced himself to make his last appeal.

"Understood." Xiao Xuechen couldn't put her hands on this face. She lowered the dagger, and then pointed the tip of the dagger at Yu Xing's fragile throat.

 “Boom!”

 At this moment, something unexpected happened.

The blows in the black coffin suddenly increased in intensity, knocking Xu Hong and Xu Yuan off guard to the ground. The heavy coffin board slowly moved away, and a corpse sat up from inside.

"It's a fake corpse!!" Although Zhou Qinghai had many questions, it didn't stop him from screaming when he saw the corpse sitting up. He wanted to run back, but Carlos grabbed him with one hand and pulled him back a few steps.

 Wei Fan and Xiao Xuechen also retreated a distance with the same vigilance.

Zhou Yongsheng still looked swollen and stiff. After sitting up, he turned his head away like a machine that had not been lubricated for many years.

It did not attack them immediately, but its eyes wandered for a while, first falling on Yu Xing who was half dead in pain, and then on Xiao Xuechen who was supporting Yu Xing.

It showed a sad look, and its vocal cords could still be used. It asked hoarsely: "Why? Why don't you do as I say? Why make simple things complicated? Why don't you let me leave here and destroy my consciousness?" Waking up in this corpse? I don’t want to see myself like this!”

As it spoke, it began to hold on to the side of the coffin with its arms that could barely bend, as if it wanted to climb out.

Xiao Xuechen was stunned for a moment.

  Could it be that the act of slicing the candles made the deduction that they could have ended more difficult?

 No, there must be a reason.

She still vividly remembered the image of the well-behaved Zhou Yongsheng standing outside the window last night. Although she didn't know why the aura coming out of the black coffin became much more dangerous, she also knew that she had no time to hesitate now and her eyes became firm.

 Ghosts and bosses, of course I believe in the bosses!

 “Quickly…” At this moment, Yu Xing murmured again.

She turned her face, looked at Yu Xing with a little distress, and slashed his throat hard with the dagger in her hand.

 Blood suddenly splashed around like a rapidly blooming flower.

A few pieces of blood splashed on Xiao Xuechen's face. She dodged slightly to avoid her eyes, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked confused and nervous before swinging the dagger, but when he swung the dagger, he was clean and neat, and his posture was not like that of a novice.

 There was a flash of appreciation in Carlos's eyes, but he misjudged her. This woman was quite useful even if she was ruthless.

The corpse Zhou Yongsheng found it difficult to understand this operation. It looked at the living people in front of it "killing each other" in disbelief. It was stunned at first, and then reacted and became furious.

"Who allowed you to steal my things!" This roar with incomprehensible meaning was the last sound that Yu Xing heard.

 After his throat was slit, he felt the life flowing rapidly inside his body.

This is different from the torture of a negative state. If the negative state punishes his soul, then this fatal attack from the outside world cuts off his way of survival physically.

 It hurts.

very painful.

Accompanied by a feeling of air leakage in his throat, he could no longer breathe in air. Warm liquid gushes out from the scar, dyeing his white plush jacket blood red.

But at the same time, the cold breath in the body receded like a tide, as if it had left with the life.

His pupils were dilated and his breathing had stopped. No matter from any angle, Yu Xing was dead.

Xiao Xuechen and Wei Fan continued to support Yu Xing and watched worriedly.

 While Carlos focused his attention on Yu Xing's body, he questioned Zhou Yongsheng's words: "Your thing? San is your thing?"

He naturally saw the candle on the plate before it was divided into two halves, and the explanation of "Lu" came to his mind.

 It’s not a surname, it’s a number!

 Capital six!

 And the number of their deducers is exactly six.

"I see." The sensitivity of Carlos' thinking determines his excellent response, "It's not just San, you regard all six of us as yours. Please allow me to make a guess - if Zhou Qinghai lights the candle, the six of us will It’s like being sacrificed, right?”

"What?"

 “Sacrifice?”

 The Xu brothers who got up expressed their surprise in unison.

"Hahahahaha... If this candle really burns, it will burn our lives." Carlos was actually laughing at this time.

Zhou Yongsheng paused again, and shouted angrily: "What are you talking about! The candle has its way, as long as you light it, everything will be over! Why are you so smart..."

 At this moment, the wind blew the broken hair in front of Yu Xing's forehead.

The dilated pupils, at a certain moment, became active again, flashing with a startling luster.

With the candlelight on both sides of the ancestral hall reflected in his pupils, Yu Xing moved and broke away from the support of Xiao Xuechen and Wei Fan.

 He stood firm.

The hideous scars on his neck disappeared visibly to the naked eye. In an instant, Yu Xing's neck returned to its original state, leaving no trace at all.

"You!?" Xiao Xuechen looked at Yu Xing whose wound healed quickly in shock, and the shock was written on his face, breaking through the restraints in his heart.

 Yu Xing wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, sighed softly, smiled again, and said to Xiao Xuechen, "Well done."

 Then, he stretched out very comfortably.

Since the environment here has not changed and the source of the supernatural is still there, the coldness is entangled again, and it continues to devour Yu Xing's vitality like a maggot attached to the bone.

However, if the negative state is compared to a clock, then rebirth after death means that the hands of the clock are set back to the starting point.

The weakness just now made Yu Xing unable to move and his thinking almost stopped. Now, he is still a few minutes to ten minutes away from this state of being unable to resist.

 He used a real death in exchange for a chance to return to his state.

 Now, time is enough.

At this time, although everyone is curious about which sacrifice he has the ability to die and come back to life, this is obviously a secret and cannot be asked.

 Xiao Xuechen, who was praised, rubbed his face, handed the dagger back to Yu Xing, and then asked the real key question: "What should we do now?"

"Carlos is right. If that candle is lit, the six of us will become the burial objects of this 'funeral'." Yu Xing spoke slowly and looked up at the man who was slowly approaching them. Zhou Yongsheng's corpse: "Didn't it say that it didn't want to see what it was like now?"

He smiled gently, and the people nearby shuddered inexplicably: "What it wants to see... is that it looks like a living person."

"Really? Our lives can bring you the characteristic of being alive. Now that the specially prepared candles are gone, you can only do it yourself, kill us, and take away the activity from us one by one... In order to make this step easier At this point, you are still pretending to be an innocent person."

The dagger in his hand pointed at Zhou Yongsheng from a distance: "It's true that you hated Zhou Facai for strangling you to death, so you invited Zhou Qinghai to the town. If one of us brings him here, it will be an unexpected surprise for you. , there is no loss if you don’t come.”

Zhou Qinghai was stunned. He was weak, pitiful and helpless and stood up behind Carlos: "Am I still involved in this?"

"Yes, little guy, take a closer look at this body..." Yu Xing turned to Zhou Qinghai and smiled, "Does he look like a classmate who asked you to go to town to play, but said he had something to do and would be a day or two late? , Zhou Yongsheng?”

"Zhou Yongsheng!? Is he Zhou Yongsheng?" Zhou Qinghai's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the corpse of the fake corpse with suffocation.

 He had never known the identity of this corpse, and only now did he hear it mentioned by Yu Xing.

Looking at it this way...it does look quite good...

Zhou Qinghai didn’t know what words to use to describe his mood: What did he do wrong?

 (End of this chapter)