Absurd Deduction Game

 Chapter 752 An extra bowl

“I just have pity on this opera-singing brother.” Under the child’s gloomy gaze, Yu Xing shrugged, “This orphan needs the little rabbit’s comfort more than me.”

"...Really?" The child didn't know whether he heard the connotation of Yu Xing's tone, but he was still not very happy. He gave Yu Xing one last look and continued folding his paper.

The actor looked very happy: "Then I will accept it."

Yu Xing didn’t want to talk to him, so he knocked on Zhao Yijiu’s door.

 After such a while, everything in the room should have been found.

With a creak, Zhao Yijiu's door was opened. He silently let Yu Xing into the room and closed the door behind him: "You are right, the person who stayed overnight should have died in the well."

Without waiting for Yu Xing to answer, he took the initiative to take out a tray of wet clothes from the bed: "This room corresponds to Scholar Song. The previous guest wrote in blood under the bed, saying that he had nightmares every day. drowned himself."

Yu Xing glanced at the clothes: "Where did you find this?"

"On the bed." Zhao Yijiu looked strange, "Even if I don't look for it hidden in the quilt, I won't be able to sleep when I want to sleep at night. The quilt is all wet."

Yu Xing lay on the ground and looked at the **** words written on the bottom of the bed by Zhao Yijiu, but he didn't see any traces.

Zhao Yijiu could tell from his expression: "Can't you see?"

"Hmm." Yu Xing said, "I guess it's aimed at you."

Zhao Yijiu squinted his eyes: "The writing in blood says that at night, he dreams of drowning and there are faint sounds of people around him. Then he wakes up and feels like someone is sleeping next to him."

“There was obviously no one, but I still felt this way.” He put the plate of wet clothes on the table with disgust, “After that, he hid under the bed and slept.”

In the deserted house, the only thing related to water that can be seen so far is the well.

"Why does this have anything to do with Scholar Song?" Yu Xing was curious. Even though the blood words mentioned nightmares and drowning, nothing about Scholar Song was mentioned.

"There are medicine residues in the room. The last person who stayed here was a doctor." Zhao Yijiu opened the cabinet in the room again and took out a piece of paper. The words on it were crooked and looked like they were written by a child. The content was -

　　　【Brother Song was very interested in medicine, so he dragged me to hand over a note, saying that he wanted to talk to Qi Bingzhu Ye about medical books. 】

"Oh, that kid at the door." Yu Xing clicked his tongue twice, "The little guy really likes to do things for others. Sometimes he will pass notes to the guests for 'Brother Song', and sometimes he will give notes to the guests for 'Brother Song'. I give you a little rabbit.”

 Zhao Yijiu: “…?”

 Zhao Yijiu: “If you mind your own business, you will need a beating.”

"Oh, now it seems that this child has played a big role. He will not get a good result." Yu Xing took the note and muttered, "The person who wrote this note is a doctor... Then his death time should be around Before the lodger in my house.”

The person in Yu Xing's room was a scholar. In the scholar's eyes, Song Ben was a doctor, but the relationship became more and more strange, and he seemed to gradually assimilate his identity as a scholar.

Song's ability may be to steal the identity of the lodger, from a temporarily unknown identity to become a doctor, then to become a scholar, and now he is living in an abandoned house as a scholar of Song Dynasty.

 He told Zhao Yijiu this speculation and asked, "Have you seen any embroidery in the house?"

Since both Miss Yun and Scholar Song appear in the diary, the previous guest in Zhao Yijiao's room might have dealt with them at the same time.

"No." Zhao Yijiu gave a negative answer, "No embroidery."

 There is no written record in the house that mentions embroidery, let alone any embroidery left behind.

Yu Xing thought that the scholar who was chasing his wife in his room said that "Miss Li" gave him a piece of white embroidery, but he didn't see it in the room.

 Did he go to the well with the corpse, or was he going somewhere else?

The embroidery that Miss Yun sent is white, but the room is covered with red embroidery. Could it be...

Suddenly, a cold feeling came over him without any warning, as if something shattered on the ground, and invisible ripples spread out from a certain place, causing the soul to suffocate. Zhao Yijiu groaned, Cover your forehead.

“So dizzy.” He gave a brief feedback and squinted his eyes to look at Yu Xing. Yu Xing seemed to be fine and had a free hand to support him.

 “Something happened.” Yu Xing said. A child's scream came from the yard, followed by the sound of a strong woodcutter cursing and running out of the door.

 “What’s going on?” Faintly, a woman can still be heard asking.

Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu looked at each other, turned around and opened the door, and saw the child's basket knocked over to the ground. He fell to the ground and twitched, rolling the whites of his eyes.

Opposite, a woman in red and a very sick young scholar also opened the door and looked out. Both of them had worries and doubts on their faces, but no one came to help the child on the ground.

The actor, who still seemed to have never returned to the room, stood next to the child and admired the miserable scene for a while, then pretended to help him up and sat down next to him.

The woodcutter hurried to the row of unoccupied rooms with an ax in hand, with an angry look on his face: "Who doesn't have the foresight to run around and want to kill -"

 As soon as he saw Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu coming out, he was stunned.

 “Why are you two here?”

Yu Xing was very innocent: "Where are you if you're not here?"

The woodcutter had already reached the door of the row of rooms, but suddenly he seemed to dare not go in and stared at them in disbelief.

 What's going on?

Everyone is here. The three people who came to stay today, including the four who originally lived in the deserted house, are now staring at each other in the yard with the door open.

He originally thought that one of Yu Xing or Zhao Yijiu was acting erratically and secretly went to another room as soon as he arrived, but it turned out not to be the case!

Who was... smashing things in there?

 Have you seen a ghost? !

This knowledge made the woodcutter start to tremble. He put his hand on the door in fear, but did not dare to open it.

The actor smiled meaningfully: "Look at how nervous everyone is. Are there any important people living inside? Or is there something valuable?"

"No, no." The woodcutter swallowed, put down his hand, and took a step back, "Forget it, forget it, I'll go in and take a look again at night."

 Speaking, he didn’t even plan to open the door to check.

Yu Xing thought that the movement was 100% caused by Yi Qing.

Ke Yiqing's ghost body is mostly inaccessible. What happened to make an ethereal ghost make such a noise?

Moreover...Miss Yun and Scholar Song, who had locked themselves in the room from the beginning, also came out.

Scholar Song was leaning against the door frame, as if it was difficult to move. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were green and black, and the fingers of his hands were so thin that they seemed to be just skin and bones.

Miss Yun was wearing a blood-colored skirt, with bright red lipstick. She did not have her hair tied up, and her black hair was just hanging down, disappearing into the darkness behind the crack of the door.

While Yu Xing was observing, Miss Yun's eyes moved and she looked straight at him.

With their eyes facing each other, Miss Yun curled her lips and smiled, her expression was sad, as if she had been unfairly or wronged in some way, but she could only force a smile.

 In short, this is a woman who tells a story at first glance, and the records in her diary also cast a dangerous and terrifying filter on her.

"Look." Scholar Song coughed twice and said his first words of the day, "The food is ready."

 As he finished speaking, everyone looked at the dining table in the courtyard.

At some point, there were plates of exquisite dishes on the table. The glutinous rice was packed separately, one bowl, two bowls... exactly eight bowls, and placed neatly in front of eight small stools.

"Let's eat first." The woodcutter threw the ax aside and scratched his head unnaturally. "No matter when the food comes, you must finish it, otherwise something bad will happen."

 “What can happen?” Yu Xing leaned over to answer the question.

"Injuries, dead people... it's terrible! If you don't want to get into trouble, just eat quickly!" The woodcutter still had the ferocity in his eyes that had not faded, but he forced himself to look friendly.

Miss Yun walked out of the room completely, closed the door meticulously, and came to the table. She wanted to talk, but she saw something, and her eyes trembled: "There is...an extra bowl of rice."

 For a moment, the faces of the four residents of the deserted house turned gloomy.

 (End of this chapter)