Absurd deduction game

Tick.

Tick.

Tick...tick.

Ice-cold water dropped on his face, and Yu Xing frowned unconsciously, suddenly waking up from the chaos.

Tick.

In the darkness, the sound of water drops breaking could be heard in his ears. He held his breath and stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. His vision gradually adapted to the darkness and made sure that he was still in the room and on the bed.

When did you fall asleep?

Yu Xing's eyes became sharp. After lying down, he obviously wanted to pretend to be asleep and wait until midnight to see if anything would happen, but he fell asleep without knowing it?

Obviously, something has happened.

He tensed his body and remained motionless, concentrating and listening. The sound of water drops came and went far and near. He couldn't see the source, but it must be abnormal.

While listening to the sound of water drops, he also heard the breathing of another person very close to him. It was very steady, and he was also fast asleep.

No matter what the thing was, it was just wandering around for the time being, without attacking or frightening them. Yu Xing guessed that either the thing was waiting for an opportunity, or it wanted to create psychological pressure, or it was... waiting for them to wake up?

He moved his hand to the side inch by inch. His body was covered under the quilt, so it was difficult to detect such small movements.

Soon, he touched the corner of Zhao Yijiu's clothes.

Yu Xing paused and continued to touch him. Since he was sleeping on his back and Zhao Yijiu was sleeping on his side, he could easily touch Zhao Yjiu's hand on his abdomen.

The temperature of his hands was cold, but that wasn't a problem. Zhao Yijiao's body temperature itself was very low.

The problem is, he has touched Zhao Yijius skin, why is this guy still not awake? ?

Zhao Yijiu is the kind of person who is full of vigilance and can wake up at any time whether he is sleeping or not.

Is it because of the thing that came, or is it because of myself?

Yu Xing was a little hesitant. He had no experience sleeping with others, but it was the same the last time he was in Coffin Village. Xiao Xuechen slept in the bed next to him and fell asleep directly.

But no matter what the reason was, since he had woken up, it meant that Zhao Yijiu would definitely wake up as well. He squeezed Zhao Yijiu with his hand and heard that Zhao Yijiu's breathing was not as steady as before.

The next second, his hand was quickly grasped by Zhao Yijiu, who used the strength to catch a ghost, and Yu Xing almost took a breath.

Enduring the amplified pain, he patted Zhao Yijiao's hand. Fortunately, Zhao Yjiu realized it was him and immediately let go. There was no further communication between the two, and they lay quietly on the bed, surrounded by only The sound of water drops suddenly coming and going.

Yu Xing was waiting, and so was Zhao Yijiu, who had just woken up. They were just not sure whether the ghost that came... was waiting?

Tick.

A drop of water fell on the side of Zhao Yijiu's face. He also had his eyes open at this time. In the dark, his perception was slightly better than Yu Xing's, especially his eyesight and hearing. He looked at Yu Xing's calm face. , while hearing that Yu Xing... was not breathing.

The breath came from the ceiling to his side.

Dong dong dong.

Suddenly, there were rhythmic knocks under the bed board. At the same time, a glass on the desk in the room fell for no reason and shattered to pieces on the ground.

One of the fragments splashed from the ground, passed over Yu Xing, and shot straight into Zhao Yijiu's hair.

He felt the shards of glass scrape past the edge of his hair. Fortunately, he didn't move, otherwise he might have been injured.

A false alarm.

The banging under the bed stopped for a few seconds, then started again, and became more intense, as if it would not stop until it woke them up.

Dong dong dong...

The arm under Zhao Yijiu's head moved and grasped the long nail hidden under the quilt.

Although this action seems to alert the enemy, he must keep the weapon in his hand, otherwise he will be completely passive.

us……

A strange voice that I had never heard before sounded from under the bed. Because the sound was so heavy, I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

The voice whispered: Back...to...back.

Tick.

Drops of water smashed onto the hard wooden pillow, and then, silence fell.

No sound? Yu Xing's brows moved, and suddenly a slight wind blew from the bedside. He curled up the corner of his mouth and sat up directly. At the same time, Zhao Yijiu's long nail pierced the place where his upper body was lying just now, and there was a sharp sound. The screams exploded in the ears of the two of them, and something jumped up from beside Yu Xing and left the bed.

Zhao Yijiu was just about to roll out of bed and pursue him when he was suddenly grabbed by Yu Xing and pinned down on the bed: Don't get up, you can't get out of bed at night. It's luring you.

I almost forgot. Zhao Yijius said lightly, gave up moving, and used the sound he just heard to re-lock the position of the thing. He actually didn't see what shape the thing was around, he just saw it Yu Xing sat up as if to avoid it, and he just accepted the attack in a tacit understanding.

In the darkness, the sound of mice gnawing wood began to be heard from the foot of the bed. The sound of wood chips being chewed open disturbed their hearing very well.

But Zhao Yijiu still has eyesight.

He squinted his eyes and scanned the entire room with his gloomy gaze, but saw nothing. He couldn't help but remind him at the beginning: It seems to have no entity.

It has no entity... Yu Xing, who was sitting, muttered and repeated it.

Zhao Yijiu looked at him and listened to Yu Xing's breathing again... Still, nothing.

Then what do you think its attack method is? Yu Xing turned his head, his face looking a little strange in the darkness, It's not waiting for us to wake up, but is it trying to scare us?

Perhaps, but I don't think it can scare me. Zhao Yijiu adjusted his posture. Although he was still on the bed, his legs were strong enough. Isn't my brother awake?

They were on the same bed. Zhao Mou's bed was only more than one meter away from them, but it was quiet. The quilt bulged out a human-shaped outline, as if he was sleeping very soundly.

As Zhao Yijiu finished speaking, Zhao Mou's quilt moved, and a voice came from inside: I'm here.

Yu Xing also looked over there for a moment. Zhao Mou's quilt opened a corner, revealing a calm elite face.

Anyway, I'm here for you, come on. Zhao Mou looked like he was not concerned about the matter, and said to Zhao Yijiu by the way: Brother, come on.

Zhao Yijiu: ...

Yu Xing made a sound.

Tick.

The water droplets fell again, this time on the top of Yu Xing's head.

He lost no time in looking up and saw something passing by on the ceiling. He didn't see it clearly, but it ran towards Zhao Mou.

Under your bed. Zhao Mou reminded, There seems to be a face.

When Yu Xing heard the reminder, he didn't look under the bed. Instead, he looked at Zhao Mou because of the thing on the ceiling just now.

Looking at it like this, he couldn't help but hold his breath, because from his angle, he could vaguely see a blood-stained hand stretched out from under the corner of Zhao Mou's quilt.

Zhao Yijiu frowned: Under your quilt.

Zhao Mou paused: Under my quilt?

He lowered his head, and at that moment, the bloody hand was retracted. Zhao Mou didn't notice anything unusual, so he lifted the quilt.

A shadow flashed across Zhao Mou's face. Zhao Mou was still looking into the quilt, but a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

The next moment, Zhao Mou seemed to react. He opened his eyes wide with doubt in his eyes and touched his neck with his hand.

Before his hand reached halfway, his head moved sideways, and the neat incisions were exposed to the eyes of Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu. His head fell off and hit the floor with a dull sound.

Gululu...

The head rolled toward the two of them, and finally stopped at the foot of the bed under Yu Xing's gaze. The delicate hairstyle was wetted by the blood flowing from the neck. He stared at the two people on the bed with wide eyes, and opened his mouth, speaking. Ho...ho... Two sounds later: There's someone...under the bed.

This caused Yu Xing to laugh.

Who can sleep so delicately?

Zhao Yijiu: ...

He silently agreed, Zhao Mou would never call him brother directly, he would only call him Ajiu.

When we were sleeping, Zhao Mou was still awake and writing something on the bed. Yu Xing ignored the head on the ground that seemed to be showing hatred, His hair was indeed very neat at that time. Although there is no such thing as hairspray on the Silent Island, But he is still used to putting his hair back, so now, what we see is the same him we saw before going to bed.

Zhao Yijiu: Well, he puts his bangs down when he sleeps. I can tell it's not true as soon as I see it.

So we are dreaming. Yu Xing touched his chin, I see, the punishment is to be a dreamer...

Maybe it wants to lure us under the bed in our dreams. Zhao Yijiao said, It can only scare us now. In other words, the action of getting out of bed is the condition for it to release its attack restrictions.

How come you don't suspect that I am also the one in the dream? Yu Xing suddenly turned around and asked, Maybe... by the time I finish saying this, my head will also fall off?

Zhao Yijiu: You drop one and see.

Yu Xing: ... This is really impossible.

I can't feel your body temperature. He said directly, I also suspected for a moment that you were exchanged, but your reaction after waking up was too real.

I couldn't hear your breathing either. Zhao Yijius pursed his lips, So you pretended to chase me out of bed, but you stopped me.

This means that they have tested each other for a round and concluded that the other person is a real person.

It can affect some of our perceptions, expecting us to be suspicious of each other, plus pretending to be Zhao Mou, and other scattered scares... Yu Xing clicked his tongue twice and looked around, his eyes had completely adapted. Out of the darkness, I feel much more comfortable now than when I first woke up.

So he said: Now I'm still pretending that I only have so much ability to lower our guard.

After the last sentence fell, the temperature around them suddenly dropped, as if they had entered the ice field directly from the cool autumn.

The dripping water droplets condensed into ice beads and fell from a high place. A little bit of frost spread to the quilt, making the two people who were not wearing much clothes shiver instantly.

It's so cold... the head of Zhao Mou on the ground lamented for them, If you stay in bed, you will freeze to death... along with the quilt...

Yu Xing touched the goose bumps that appeared on his body and sat up with his legs crossed.

Zhao Yijiu whispered: Force us to get out of bed. If we get out of bed, it will be a dead end.

Of course, but no less, this posture really wants to freeze us. Yu Xing watched helplessly as the frost spread upward from the end of the bed, and the frost thickened and turned into ice. He couldn't help but shrink back to the head of the bed.

However, it is relatively large and the effect is not obvious.

Could it be sensory deception and illusion? Zhao Yijiu speculated in a deep voice. He couldn't feel his body temperature and couldn't hear his breathing. It was all sensory deception. The head under the bed was an illusion. These were all used by this ghost. Tricks, it seems that it is not difficult to create a frost illusion that is just like the real one.

What it wants is this effect, to make us take it lightly, and then directly freeze us to death here. Yu Xing shook his head, and he was convinced of Zhao Yijiu's idea. He was more inclined to believe that this ghost did have the power of frost, otherwise it would not be possible. As for the water droplets falling from far to near, this is superfluous.

Then look for the true body. Zhao Yijiao was very decisive. He actually knew more about some of the ghost species in the deduction than Yu Xing, because he was a member of the Zhao family.

He was still a member of the Zhao family who had been trained as a weapon since he was a child, and was eventually persuaded by Zhao Mou to stay away from his family to avoid being treated as a complete tool.

Ghosts in dreams are either nightmares or incubus. I don't know if there is any difference in the rules of Dead Silence Island - He made a defensive posture with the spike in his hand, This kind of ghost, when it enters the dream, its body must also be there. Expel the body, You can wake up.

When they talked about this topic, the frost spread faster, which meant they were probably right.

Yu Xing said: Where do you think the main body will be?

Zhao Yijiu: Under the bed, I want to be with you back to back.

Yu Xing smiled. He knew that the radical he deliberately showed had awakened Zhao Yijiao's vigilance and thinking speed. After they got to know each other, Zhao Yjiu gradually trusted him and handed over his mental activities to him. Although he was not interested in emotions. In other words, this is a sign of establishing a relationship.

He originally thought that it didn't matter, because since he was a teammate, he didn't need to be as comprehensive as a lone wolf. It would be much easier if each had different divisions. But now the evil spirit in Zhao Yijiao's body is still dancing, and Zhao Yijius must let his thinking The speed was restored again to prevent the car from accidentally overturning.

Isn’t this very effective?

Previously, the ghost deliberately made noise under the bed, broke the glass at the same time, and also faked Zhao Mou and Bloody Hands. Wasn't it just to make them think that the noise under the bed was just like other actions, it was just a part of frightening. Confusing the purpose of the ontology?

But they can crack the other scare links one by one, but not the one under the bed. As long as they dare to lean down and look, the ghost will naturally have a hundred ways to pull them out of bed.

Zhao Yijiu realized this and was so decisive.

Perhaps with a sense of crisis, rustling sounds began to come from under the bed, and Yu Xing said coldly: Stab!

Zhao Yijiu's hand holding the end of the spike suddenly exerted force, and he penetrated the bed board with a fierce gesture. The spike was inflexible and had great limitations, but when there was only one blow, its length and strength were relatively small. Killing is much higher.

The long nails easily pierced the bed board, and there was a faint sound of shattering.