Absurd deduction game

Yu Xing?

In the bright hotel room, Zhao Yijiu sat up from the bed with his upper body supported and shouted subconsciously.

But he soon realized there was no one else here but him.

His superior hearing allowed him to hear the early whispers coming from the next room across the wall. The voice was unfamiliar and had a hint of morning ambiguity.

Oh, there's a couple living next door, maybe a couple.

Zhao Yijiu controlled himself not to eavesdrop on other people's privacy. He got out of bed with some confusion and took a look at his body first.

He was wearing very normal modern short-sleeved shorts. The style was so simple that he couldn't think of a reason why the seller would not go bankrupt. It was as if it had been made at random for perfunctory purposes. Only the bandage around his neck still retained traces of the resentment that had surrounded him. .

After tugging at the clothes, Zhao Yijiu couldn't find anything more ordinary than this. He thought for a while... these might really be clothes randomly generated by the system.

He has experienced several game dungeons like this before. The dungeons take up real time, and the clothes he wears are very likely to be damaged in the dungeons, so the system will give the deducers a set of clothes to cover themselves after returning to reality.

It seems that he is no longer in the Yin and Yang Corridor.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yijiu suddenly became nervous.

He fainted in the end. Only coma could give him an environment where he could concentrate on confronting the ghost consciousness. At that time, he was emotionally unstable. If he was still awake, it would be easy for the ghost consciousness to take advantage of him.

Because of this, he didn't know the final outcome of the test in the deserted house.

Yu Xing... Where is Yu Xing?

Why isn't Yu Xing here? Wasn't he sent back together? Didn't you already get the tickets...is there something wrong with the connection to the system?

Or the actor did something else that affected him...

Fortunately, Yu just found his way back!

Because he had a criminal record of being missing for a year, Zhao Yijiu tensed his body and seemed expressionless, but in fact his heartbeat silently began to speed up.

He was afraid that Yu Xing would disappear again.

Once this thought arose, a vague fear climbed up his spine and neck like a vine. Zhao Yijiu was frightened by himself and breathed rapidly, and then told himself to calm down.

This is a hotel room.

If no one else checked in, he wouldn't be lying here, because even if it encounters a random location return mechanism, the system will only keep them outdoors where there are few people.

So someone must be doing something while he was in coma.

At this moment, in order to suppress the irritation in his heart, Zhao Yijiu stood quietly and recalled all the scenes where Zhao Mou usually poked and cursed in Tianjin dialect.

The effect was comparable to that of listening to a cross talk, which made Zhao Yijiu feel strangely calm.

He opened his eyes and came to his senses, looked around again, and finally realized that although there was no one else in the room, it was a standard room with two beds. The quilt on the other bed was messy and the pillows were irregular. There were obvious signs that someone had slept there.

There was no one else but Yu Xing.

... Zhao Yijiu breathed a sigh of relief, even though his face was still tense.

As long as he was teleported back to the real world normally, he didn't see Yu Xing, so he probably had something to do.

only……

Zhao Yijiu looked at the messy quilt strangely and thought to himself, would Yu Xing leave the bed messy and go out without tidying it up?

His instinct told him that something was wrong.

He walked around the room and didn't see any device to tell the time - he didn't have his own mobile phone with him, and there was no computer in the room.

Maybe the TV would work, but Zhao Yijiu was too lazy to turn on the TV now. He simply called up the system panel from his consciousness and went directly to the live broadcast section.

The live broadcast section will prompt the time.

He casually entered the live broadcast room of a competition for the Rookie King, and did not care that the live broadcast room automatically prompted him to enter the live broadcast room as a star deduction.

The barrage paused for a moment, and then began to post question marks.

[No, who is this? Cold wine? ? Hasn't he never watched the live broadcast? 】

[Yu Yu: Brother Zhao? ? 】

【Ran: Huh...】

[Could it be that Tianji wanted him to see that there was something special among this new generation of kings! 】

[Not sure, check again]

As soon as the barrage became lively, the prompt flashed by, and the Cold Wine with the sparkling name exited again.

Now there are really only question marks left.

Zhao Yijiu had already obtained the time information. He speculated that he knew the difference in time flow rate in the apocalyptic copy. If the Yin-Yang Corridor did not take up time, it would have been two days since he fell into coma.

Based on the state of hunger and exhaustion of the body, Zhao Yijiao is basically sure that this is the algorithm.

Two days...

Carlos should have told the team about Yu Xing's return, right? I don’t know if Yu Xing has contacted anyone else in Broken Mirror. If not—Zhao Yijiu just saw Zhang Yu and Zeng Ranran in the barrage.

If not, now that these two people see him, they will go back and tell Zhao Mou. At least they can confirm that he is safe.

But why didn't Yu Xing take him back to Yajin City? Did he want to give him a more stable sleeping environment?

Zhao Yijiu's mind was a little confused. He looked at the sky outside the window and saw a white snow.

This is a snow mountain.

He seemed to see a group of people wrapped in rice dumplings walking lively towards the gate of the scenic spot on the street outside.

...Scenic spot?

Zhao Yijiu was even more confused. Did Yu Xing have something urgent to do here?

He thought for a while and decided to go out to find someone. Anyway, now that he had stabilized, it was unrealistic for him to stay in the room.

However, the appearance of short-sleeved shorts in the snowy mountains is too shocking.

Zhao Yijiu observed that this room should be quite luxurious, it must be very expensive, and the service should be very good.

He called the bedside phone and tried to ask the hotel staff to send him a down jacket and jeans.

The room service guy opposite heard his gloomy voice that sounded like a demon demanding life, and he trembled as he agreed. It didn't take long for the clothes to be delivered to him without even daring to look at him.

Zhao Yijiu: ...

He did this to test whether the hotel he was staying in was legal. For some reason, he had a weird premonition when he woke up this time, and he always felt that the surroundings were full of unreliability.

Fortunately, there is no problem with this check-in.

He got dressed, stretched his wrists, and left the hotel directly to join the moving crowd outside.

Zhao Yijiu wanted to find Yu Xing, it was easy to find him.

After all, Yu Xing is not an ordinary person. Unless he deliberately covers it up, the abnormal aura on his body will always be there.

And Zhao Yijiu is now very good at searching for breath. As long as he walks in the direction where the supernatural power fluctuates, he will definitely encounter Yu Xing.

Things went smoothly. When Zhao Yijiu caught the trace of Yu Xing's breath in the air, he completely loosened his breath.

Fortunately, it’s really here.

It seemed that Yu Xing really had something to do, or simply felt bored staying in the room and came out to relax.

By the time they gather together, they can probably go home.

……Bar?

This determined thought turned into hesitation when Zhao Yijiu easily entered the mountains of the scenic spot to catch up with Yu Xing, and saw Yu Xing dig up a handful of snow, quietly shape it into a ball, and hit it on the head of a passerby.

The passerby was hit and thought someone was joking with him. He shouted loudly, pinched a snowball and threw it randomly. Soon, the small group of tourists resting in the camp halfway up the mountain began to fight in a chaotic and happy manner. There was a snowball fight.

The instigator of all this, who was only wearing thin and simple system manufacturing, seemed not to like the excitement and walked away in low spirits.

... Zhao Yijiu noticed something was wrong.

He followed up with a paralyzed face, wanting to see what Yu Xing was up to.

Soon, Yu Xing made a detour to a secluded place. Because the mountain was relatively steep, tourists were not allowed to go here.

But no one noticed Yu Xing along the way. Zhao Yijiu sensed the cognitive shielding against ordinary people from Yu Xing.

He also lowered his sense of presence, deceived the subconscious of tourists, and followed him to a deserted place.

So the next second, he watched Yu Xing pick up a ball of pure white snow and bring it to his mouth.

Then took a lick.

Bai Xue melted in the tip of the protruding tongue, and Zhao Yijiu was stunned.

Against the pure white background, the red lines on the tip of Yu Xing's tongue flashed past, bringing a very strange stimulation to his brain. Not only did his scalp feel numb, but he also felt keenly——

In the invisible void, something long seemed to be twisting and swaying, causing tiny ripples in the air.

Zhao Yijiu couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

Is the person in front of me... really Yu Xing?

Something doesn't feel right.

This person is very dangerous.

Just when Zhao Yijiu started to become alert, a strange light flashed in the eyes of Yu Xing, who was lowering his head. He slowly turned his head, showing an expression that he had long noticed that Zhao Yijiu was following him.

Brother Jiu, come and have a taste... this has no taste, can it be called 'blood'? It's obviously white, just water. The young man's expression was normal, but his pupils were indescribably weird. Zhao Yijiu felt terrified for a moment.

However, the surprise and panic caused by the unknown only lasted for a short moment. Recognizing that it was Yu Xing himself, Zhao Yijie ran over and tried to touch the air behind Yu Xing.

...There were no invisible transparent tentacles or anything like that. He probably had an illusion just now.

Why did they all say they came here to see blood? The young man was still confused. He did not see the joy of him waking up at all, nor was he surprised to meet him here. He only continued to ask the question he cared about, Blood Is Shan a propaganda fraud?”

Zhao Yi was numb from wine and confirmed that he had heard the other party's vocabulary correctly. He was silent for two seconds: Snow mountain. Snow - not blood.

Yu Xing narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to think.

Maybe, he couldn't find the relevant concept from his cognition, so he humbly asked: What is snow?

Even the well-informed Zhao Yijiu was confused by this question.

However, before he could figure out the situation, Yu Xing shook off the residual snow in his hand and licked his lips: I thought there was a lot of blood here, but I searched for two days and found nothing.

He looked at the bandage on Zhao Yijiu's neck and curled his lips: Brother Jiu, I need blood.

The strange thing is that, despite hearing this sentence with his own ears, Zhao Yijiu felt that it was not Yu Xing who spoke.

He stared at the tongue that could occasionally be seen when Yu Xing spoke, and his scalp began to tingle again - no, this time his whole body began to tremble, like... pollution that made people lose control of themselves.

Zhao Yijiu felt in a daze that it was the tongue that spoke, not Yu Xing.

Yu Xing is contaminating him...with some evil god's ability.

I need blood. Yu Xing repeated, reaching out to remove Zhao Yijiao's bandage, Just a little bit, you won't be in pain.

This kind of contamination was not considered to be menacing. Zhao Yijiu was only slightly affected. When he realized Yu Xing's intention, he completely sobered up: No!

He grabbed Yu Xing's wrist, and in a decisive grabbing movement, he cut Yu Xing's arm back, forcing Yu Xing to half kneel in the snow, with a serious expression: You are provoking a very new thing that needs blood. What is that thing? Do you still have sense, Yu Xing?

The suppressed Yu Xing actually did not resist, as if his attempt to get blood was not an attempt to force anyone.

Yu Xing even clicked his tongue twice: It's so cruel. What's going on?

Zhao Yijiu: Don't you think you are in a very strange state?

Ah, it seems so. Yu Xing thought for a long time, I seem to be quite cold, which is really strange.

He lowered his head and suddenly realized: Oh, because I don't have enough clothes. Where are my clothes?

Zhao Yijiu: ...

How could this be?

Wake up, you are still wearing the clothes given by the system, you have no other clothes at all!

You are definitely not cold because you are wearing too few clothes, but because the strange and evil atmosphere around you is too cold.

How is this going.

The cold brother Ku finally couldn't stand it any longer. Looking at Yu Xing, who was obviously having a problem, he felt a little broken inside.

He passed out and didn't know what happened next.

Was it in this state that Yu Xing took him to the snowy mountains and booked a hotel?

Brother Jiu, let me go, or I will freeze to death. Yu Xing's tone was almost the same as normal, but the content itself was very strange, I'm hungry, I need blood...

Zhao Yijiu finally determined that Yu Xing was being affected by an unknown existence thirsty for blood, and that existence was probably residing on his tongue.

He shook his head, which was still affected, and looked away from Yu Xing's tongue with difficulty: Let's go back to the hotel first, you calm down.

He let go of Yu Xing, but carefully watched Yu Xing's movements, for fear of a sudden attack.

Yu Xing stood up, patted his clothes, and suddenly looked at Zhao Yijiao seriously from head to toe: Actually, I really want your blood, but you can't resist. I'm still very interested in your blood...

Let's go buy clothes. Zhao Yijiao immediately interrupted him, putting on a sincere face, trying to stabilize Yu Xing first and figure out the situation, Aren't you cold? The hotel can give you clothes.

Yu Xing reacted quickly this time: Since you want to control me so much, okay.

Zhao Yijiu: ... Have your IQ been affected?

But then, Yu Xing's words made him slightly stunned: Actually, I also feel that there is something wrong with me, but I can't tell. In my mind, I am very normal now.

But judging from your expression, it doesn't seem like that.

Yu Xing turned around and smiled at him. There was a stiffness and panic hidden under the confusion in his smile: Brother Jiu, have I turned into a monster?

Should people have two arms? From your perspective, do I look normal?

Brother Jiu, are you real?

Four thousand words!