Absurd deduction game

Looking at Yiqing who was covering his face with a fan and refusing to show his whole face, Yu Xing muttered.

Yiqing said it didn't happen...then it didn't happen.

Although this kind of denial is very perfunctory.

Yu Xing didn't ask further. He didn't care too much about it. He just noticed that the source of Yi Qing's information was a bit strange, so he asked casually.

Come to think of it, the most likely possibility is that the system has made it easier for Sheqinggui... Anyway, Yiqing has a lot of authority. Yu Xing noticed this when he was at the Sheqinggui bar.

At this time, he had been walking for five or six minutes, during which he could occasionally hear bells ringing on the other side of the wall.

Fortunately, no matter how frantic Alice was, she did not break through the wall. The key may be that she did not find Yu Xing. Otherwise, it is not certain whether she would have broken through the wall.

But then I thought, if she could break through the wall, she wouldn't be able to break through the thick door of the sculpture exhibition hall.

Yu Xing secretly said: "Ghosts that cannot pass through walls are not a threat... As the final boss of Alice Hell, is she a little weaker? Sure enough... there is still..."

His thoughts became clearer and clearer, and he felt that he had another piece of evidence for his guess, and his pace was now brisker.

Finally, he hadn't heard Alice's bell for four minutes, and a place appeared in front of him that made his eyes light up.

kitchen!

Yes, it was the place where the three fat chefs prepared dinner for them. Yu Xing's control of the direction successfully allowed him to enter the place he had been before.

It was not the time to prepare meals at this time, the kitchen was quiet, the fat chefs had already left, I don’t know where they went. There are only various mechanical punk-style kitchen utensils left that have not been started, such as inlaid gears, heavy metal stoves, range hoods, etc., quietly waiting for their next use.

"Very good, now we're on the right track..." Yu Xing curled his lips and walked into the kitchen without hesitation.

He looked around and was a little curious about the way the chefs cooked. He only felt that these utensils were somewhat different from normal kitchen utensils and the format was strange.

Then, he raised his head and made a gesture of looking up.

Since Alice may appear at any time, he now wears a smiley mask on his face and his vision is slightly uncomfortable.

From his perspective, he could see the observation deck on the third floor that was raised half a story high.

In order to provide tourists... or something else, a perfect viewing angle, the viewing platform is slightly extended outwards, which is particularly conspicuous. The crystal platform sparkles under the light, giving people a sense of A dreamlike feeling.

Looking at the crystal railings on the viewing platform, Yu Xing showed a satisfied smile.

Seeing his expression, Yi Qing also glanced at the observation deck, and then asked, "What did you think of?"

"I thought of the fastest shortcut to the library." Yu Xing responded casually, turned around and picked up the large vat used to hold wine in the kitchen.

The wine tank was almost full, and a strong aroma of white wine emanated, filling the air with a fermented smell that made people slightly dizzy.

Following Yu Xing's movement, the wine vat, which was half a person's height, left its place. The top wine spilled a little onto the ground due to the shaking, leaving invisible water stains on the ground.

Yiqing: "..." Does this power really exist?

That's a full wine tank.

If he had not been restricted in the deduction, it would have been easy to move the wine vat with ghost energy, just like how he could smash Zhao Yijius into the wall with a wave of his hand at the Sheqing Bar.

But Yu Xing is not a ghost!

Yi Qing watched helplessly as Yu Xing moved the wine jar from its original position to the stove without saying a word. After putting it down and pausing for two seconds, with a suppressed groan, the wine jar was directly carried by the thin and frail young man. On top of the stove!

...Okay, he knew what someone was going to do.

Yiqing's abilities were too limited, so he chose to watch from the sidelines.

Yu Xing was naturally not as relaxed as Yi Qing looked at this moment. His body had fully grown by the time he walked to the kitchen. At this time, under the cover of his sweater, the veins on his arm that was moving the wine vat were bulging, and his muscles were tight. Only by applying tight pressure can he move the wine vat quietly without making a loud dragging sound and attracting ghosts.

It's just that no matter how hard he exerts himself under his clothes, it doesn't show on his face.

After all, although his strength is greater than that of ordinary people, the full wine vat is too heavy and a bit overloaded.

He quietly put down the wine vat, making almost no sound in the process.

Yu Xing wiped the sweat from his temples, regained his strength, and took aim at another large object stored in the kitchen.

Not long after, there was a row of tall things piled on the stove. These things were tilted towards the viewing platform little by little, forming a subtle and stable angle.

Seeing the distance between the top of this pile of things and the observation deck getting closer, Yu Xing measured the remaining distance.

The distance in the horizontal direction is about four meters, and the difference in the vertical direction is 2.5 meters.

There are not many items that can be moved in the kitchen, so they are patched here and there, and a "ladder" is barely completed.

Yes, Yu Xing wanted to use these movable things to build a staircase that could allow him to go directly from the second floor to the third floor!

Since you can take a "leap of faith" without taking the usual path from top to bottom, why should you follow the rules from bottom to top?

"We still have to consider the height difference." He murmured, secretly calculating for a while, and then moved his sore waist and legs.

Yiqing wanted to speak but stopped.

Until Yu Xing couldn't find anything to add to the ladder, he reached the top of the ladder step by step with a light and neat movement. When he squinted his eyes and prepared to jump over a long distance, the green ghosts who were watching the whole process couldn't bear it. He stopped and said, "Wait a moment... I know that you are very strong and can move these heavy objects, but..."

If you compare this distance with a parabola, you will know how impossible it is to cross.

Since the building on the third floor was very smooth and there was no place to climb on, Yu Xing obviously planned to jump onto the observation deck, which was half a floor higher than the third floor. This is even more outrageous than jumping four meters in the long jump or two and a half meters in the high jump.

Don't jump and fall into a puddle of mud again. It will take a while to recover.

Not to mention the pain in vain, the loud noise made when going down could easily be noticed by ghosts.

"Yiqing." Yu Xing looked up at the viewing platform and called the Qinggui's name without saying anything, "Do I look like a person addicted to suicide?"

Yiqing realized that the other party had other ideas, and smiled elegantly: "Excuse me."

The next moment, his smile condensed.

I saw the [Photography Dreamland] in Yu Xing's hand being thrown out by Yu Xing in a very free and elegant manner.

The sharp dagger rotated rapidly, causing a brief whistling sound, and then a trembling sound, and it was nailed to the smooth wall on the side of the kitchen.

This position is exactly in the middle of the horizontal direction and two-fifths of the way vertically.

Seeing that the position was just right, Yu Xing didn't hesitate at all. He borrowed strength from the object under his feet, jumped up, and accurately stepped on the half of the dagger body that was exposed outside the wall.

The dagger was pressed into a tough arc, and then bounced back as Yu Xing "flyed" out again.

Over there, Yu Xing's position obviously couldn't reach the plane of the observation deck, but his pupils reflected the closer and closer crystal light. He smiled slightly and held two crystal railings with his hands in Yi Qing's dim sight.

At this moment, he was hanging on the edge of the observation deck, as if he would fall at any time.

But enough is enough.

Yu Xing exerted his strength with both arms, swung his body, and rolled up with an unscientific and light posture.

With his feet on the ground, Yu Xing let out a long breath, held down the extinguished fire folders, glass balls and other items in his pocket, and immediately lay down tiredly on the ground of the observation deck.

A sigh: "I'm so tired..."

Physical strength is a flaw.

Yiqing floated up, and when Yu Xing touched the ground again, showing no signs of mysophobia, he squatted next to Yu Xing. His black hair swept the blood on the fabric of the sweater, and he took it away with his hand: "Awesome, Yu gentlemen."

There was a hint of coolness in the gentle tone.

Yu Xing raised his eyes and looked at him, deliberately ignoring his dissatisfaction: "Can you please help me get the dagger back?"

As a ghost in the dagger, Yi Qing could naturally control the dagger, but he did not move. Instead, he said to Yu Xing in a very polite manner: "Take it back? When you stepped on the dagger just now, why didn't you consider taking it? What about not coming back?”

"Oops~" Yu Xing noticed the faint threat in Yiqing's eyes, and recalled the difference in the environment when Yiqing was floating and walking. Afterwards, he realized one thing - Yiqing seemed to have a mysophobia.

His shoes had been stepped on blood, and the soles were dirty. No wonder Yiqing was unhappy. It was the same when I randomly threw [Photography Dreamland] on the ground in reality before.

He jumped up, feeling dizzy, then immediately took off his mask, clasped his hands together, and made a begging gesture, with a bright smile on his face: "Don't be angry, old man. In this situation just now, double jump with a dagger It’s a very reasonable measure~”

Seeing the tone of the man in front of him start to fluctuate, as if he was preparing to muddle through and confuse the audience, Yi Qing saw through it at a glance and did not buy it. He only glanced sideways at him: "But, I don't like the things you get from me to be like other people." Everything gets dirty."

Forget about ordinary gifts, now he lives in [Sheqing Dreamland]!

I really don’t know how to cherish it...it’s too much! (￣へ￣)

Yu Xing: Oh? Then why don't you feel dirty about the blood stains on this dagger when you kill people and kill ghosts?

Thinking this way, the expression on his face became more sincere and well-behaved. This was the experience he had gained through practice over the years - most of the time, with his face, if he showed weakness, both men and women would calm down.

Yi Qing is equally experienced, after all, he approached Yu Xing by pretending to be discouraged and showing weakness. Even so, after thinking about his position, he straightened up, the accessories on his robe jingled, sighed softly, floated over and pulled out the dagger on the wall.

He returned to Yu Xing, held the blade, and handed the handle of the dagger to Yu Xing.

After Yu Xing took it, Yiqing said: "Then, next time..."

Yu Xing wiped the dagger on his clothes: "I'll dare you next time."

Yiqing: "?"

Seeing that the dagger was already in Yu Xing's hand, Yi Qing immediately regretted why he had helped the previous second!

But he quickly regained his composure, as if he was not the one who had lost his temper just now. His gentle voice did not change at all: "Interesting..."

"Right, is it interesting?" Yu Xing knew that fun was much more important than mysophobia. He was not false at all, and even agreed, and then walked towards the bedroom.

When he got to the observation deck, he saw the places he had walked on both sides. It could be said that he was familiar with the road.

Go back to the lobby on the first floor first, and then go directly to the fourth floor through the stairs. This will definitely be faster than trying his luck on the second floor to find the stairs to the fourth floor.

…

The dark tunnel is filled with bright red roses.

The thorns were deformed, hard and sharp, and long and thin. Fragments of meat were strung on each thorn. The bright red liquid flowed down the meat pieces, merged into the main rhizome, and then penetrated into the soil.

The rose petals blooming coquettishly at the top seemed to have absorbed blood as nutrients. They were dazzlingly red and piled together like a welcome guest from hell.

Gambler Zeng Lai didn't know how many times his skin had been scratched by rose thorns. Any place not covered by a sweater was covered with fine scratches, even his face was not spared.

Because he can't see.

Who told him... to put the fire certificate into Yu Xing's hand when he came down?

Looking at the dice with "2" pointing up again in his hand, he already looked disappointed.

The result of the re-throw was still not ideal, which made him wonder who had cursed him today, causing his bad luck.

This has never happened before.

The only good news now is that when he fell, he felt that the space around him was distorted, so the black hole looked deep, but it was not too high for him.

This is the only good news.

Then came only bad news.

For example, where he fell, there was a bush of deformed roses.

The sharp thorns pierced into his body without any hindrance, causing Zeng Lai to cry out twice in pain regardless of his appearance. Then he gritted his teeth and climbed up, pulling out all the thorns that had entered.

Then, he discovered that it was a dark tunnel with a long path and no lighting at all. The scent of roses was so strong that it made people feel tired just by smelling it, and their eyelids began to fight up and down.

Zeng Lai relied on his protective cursed sacrifice to get rid of this feeling, and soon realized a problem.

This place does not look like any other floor. It is made of dirt instead of floor tiles. But behind the roses on both sides, there are still walls. It is as far as the eye can see, like a fantasy.

He could only walk along the road, and his skin was constantly scratched by roses, causing bursts of strange pain.

After ten minutes, he started to feel something was wrong.

Because, in addition to the fragrance of roses, he seemed to smell a very slight burnt smell.

"Is this a map of hidden missions..." Zeng Lai muttered, and suddenly saw something different appearing in front of him.

It was a light red lamp hanging high on the ceiling, with a door below it.

He raised his eyebrows and had no other choice, so he stepped forward.

As soon as he reached the door, there was a knock on the other side of the door.

What followed was bursts of crying!

"Help me! Help me! I'm still here..."

"The cryer..." Zeng Lai paused and his expression suddenly became complicated.

He didn't know what he was thinking. He turned his head for a while and cursed secretly.

Damn it... If that kid Ren Yi knew that he was so embarrassed during the deduction, he would definitely gloat!

Is this the luck brought by the "2" point... Why is he so unlucky today... The goddess of dice abandoned him?

The update time is not guaranteed these days, but it will be updated, don’t worry ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ