Absurd deduction game

Wisps of ghostly aura emerged from the coffin, almost blocking Yu Xing's sight. He heard several harsh ghost screams coming from the coffin, and his muscles tensed, ready to run away at any time.

Fortunately, these ghostly auras are not endless. They quickly dissipate in the air after leaving the coffin, as if they were only stored by someone to scare people.

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and noticed that the man in white's movements were speeding up. He reached out and touched Liu Xue's coffin based on his feeling. Sure enough, there was no body in the coffin. He grabbed a hard object in his hand.

The coffins of the master, the housekeeper and Liu Bingxian were all empty. He quickly gave up. When the hand of the nearest man in white had already touched his shoulder, he ducked, stepped on the coffin wall and used his strength to jump. He said sorry, and then rushed in. into his own moldy coffin.

He took out the thick coffin lid, lay down, and closed himself up.

Before he lost all light, he took the opportunity to take a look at what he got from Liu Xue's coffin - a piece of red fingernail.

The deduction prompt appears only at this time.

[You have obtained the key item "Recalling Snow", which can be put into the ghost bag]

He pinched his nails and stuffed them into the red cloth bag hanging on his waist. Yu Xing heard several slaps coming from above the coffin, causing the entire coffin to shake.

He stretched out his hand to hold the coffin lid to prevent it from shifting due to the tremors.

A few seconds later...

The sound of slapping receded further and further away like a tide, and the surroundings fell into silence.

It was a complete dead silence that was enough to give people the illusion of deafness.

The coffin was obviously the same coffin, filled with a musty smell. Because it was airtight, breathing in the coffin would be very heavy, and there would be a depressing feeling in the chest, making it easy to fall asleep.

But at this moment, it seemed a little different.

Yu Xing could only tell by the sound of his breathing that he had not lost his hearing.

He smiled. Although he was very confident that his judgment was not wrong, the current situation undoubtedly confirmed his speculation.

This small world created by ghosts was not something that followed rules from the very beginning.

Crying in mourning is not necessarily sad, the mourner is not necessarily a person, and the "door" is not necessarily a real door.

He had no intention of finding any physical objects such as secret doors from the beginning. In the spiritual world of ghosts, symbolic meaning is much more important than physical objects.

As long as it is a passage connecting this place to the outside world, then it can be called a door.

As for the method of connection, no one has specified it.

"Bang."

Yu Xing's body suddenly shook, and then there was a brief feeling of weightlessness. His coffin seemed to be lifted up by someone, and it has been in a slightly shaking state since then.

The suona sound, this time almost right in his ears, suddenly sounded.

As the old saying goes, among all musical instruments, suona is the king.

Either ascend to heaven or worship in the church.

The play ends with the sound of the suona, with a white cloth hijab on the head and a small square box, walking and lifting, followed by a blanket of white.

A sad and heavy song of lamentation was played in its entirety. Yu Xing's coffin stopped and swayed slightly from side to side. As he listened, he felt that his mood was uncontrollably depressed.

While feeling depressed, there is also a bit of relief inside, just like a common person who has escaped the pain of the world. Finally, he is no longer restricted by various relationships. He can have a piece of music played for himself and go on the road peacefully amidst the cries of relatives and friends. .

At that time, you will find that what you are reluctant to give up is just unwilling to give up.

If relatives are reluctant to let go, it is also just reluctance to let go.

After the funeral, you have to work and go, everything is fine and irrelevant.

Yu Xing knew that this was not his own emotion, but the emotion of the person originally lying in the coffin - or the young master and groom, who was infected with him in this specific scene.

He didn't resist, and allowed himself to be immersed in this emotion. His thoughts gradually became blurred, his head became dizzy, and he fell into a light sleep.

Not long after, he suddenly felt his body light up and floated up from the coffin.

Yu Xing's gaze penetrated the shackles of the coffin lid, gradually rose up, and finally floated in the air, turning into a bird's eye view.

He saw the ghost alley... no, it should be a normal funeral street at this time.

On the straight street, there are many people in white clothes carrying a sedan. They have vivid expressions and a white band on their heads. Their shadows move forward slowly with their steps. They are undoubtedly living people.

The coffin where he was lying was placed in the sedan. The suona player stood on both sides of the sedan, with his head slightly raised, his mouth puffed up, and his hands kept pressing on the instrument.

In front of the sedan were paper floats and people carrying mourning flags. On both sides of the street, shopkeepers selling wreaths and paper money stuck their heads out to pay attention to the funeral procession. Even the most arrogant people did not Choose to speak out at this time.

The funeral procession gradually went away, losing the cover of the people in white. Yu Xing saw an old man in a vest sitting on the street.

There is a low stool under the old man's butt. He is full of energy, his pipe is casually placed on his loose trousers, he is wearing double-seam mended cloth shoes, and he is eating with a porcelain bowl.

The white rice is thin and soft when soaked in the soup, which is very friendly to the teeth of the elderly.

The old man was chewing vegetables and turned to look at the tail of the funeral procession. He seemed not very interested and hummed an off-key tune.

The funeral street has regained its vitality. The shopkeepers brought small stools and sat in front of the shops, chatting with acquaintances. Someone asked the old man: "What are you eating today?"

The old man also smiled and replied: "Soybeans, green vegetables! The rice is delicious."

The man continued: "You're going to eat in the morning? It smells so good!"

The old man looked at his bowl: "Yeah, I made it myself! Come tomorrow, I'll make you something to eat."

The man and several shopkeepers around him laughed, and the shopkeepers said, "Can we also get some food? Who doesn't know that Lao Zhou is a delicious cook?"

The old man grinned happily, showing his yellow teeth, looking very friendly.

The shop owner who was a little further away looked at the laughter over there, lowered his voice, and sighed: "It's not easy for Lao Zhou. His wife died, his son ran away with his grandson, and he was left alone..."

Others agreed: "Hey, what a nice old man. I hope he lives longer."

Yu Xing was floating in the sky, and he couldn't move, so he could only take in everything.

This should be what the young master wanted him to see.

At this time, the funeral street is full of life, the morning fog has just lifted, and the shopkeepers opened their doors early, regardless of whether there are customers or not, and they look very happy.

The old man called Lao Zhou seemed very satisfied while eating the food he cooked. Others respected his age and always made him happy with his words.

This is the normal state of the world. People who believe and spread rumors may not necessarily be kind in life.

However, most people and things in this world are like this. No one can tell how much merit or demerit a person has made from living to dying.

After a while.

The sound of the suona was too far away to be heard.

The alley in front of Yu Xing began to peel off in pieces, the laughter and laughter disappeared, the shopkeepers gradually disappeared, and the sky turned gray.

This place has become what it was like when Yu Xingjin performed the deduction, old and mottled.

There is no one left.

A trace of melancholy grew in Yu Xing's heart. He didn't know whether it was the young master's emotions integrated into this small world that infected him, or whether he was really moved by the scene.

When people leave, the tea is cold, just like he has seen parting many times.

No matter how lively the place is, no matter how vivid the people are, they will eventually turn into ruined bones in front of him, and everything will change.

The tune humming by the old man sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but look around. There was no sign of the old man, only a dusty stool and a cloth shoe stained with blood.

When he first entered the deduction, this was what he saw.

Yu Xing was silent, and the darkness finally dimmed before his eyes. His consciousness faded, and he could faintly feel the coffin being lowered and buried in the soil, and the sound of the shovel scraping the sand kept coming.

Then, nothing could be seen.

[I don’t know why, it’s a bit sad]

[I suddenly miss my grandpa]

[Upstairs, why not take advantage of the safe time to go see grandpa? ]

[he has passed away]

[Why is this stage so...I don’t know how to describe it]

[I guess the main theme of this deduction is tragedy]

[Damn, why, I came to see the jokes, not to feel the sadness]

[I still want to know why I am so sure that the door is the coffin]

[I want to know too much, he is so awesome it’s like he got the script in advance]

[You can ask him questions during the long table time later]

After Yu Xing laid out the action plan and walked into the mourning hall, the number of viewers of their group's live broadcast continued to rise. Since the flow rate of this live broadcast and real time were one to one, many players entered the system later and watched When I got the push for [Parallel Line of Death], I clicked on it.

This live broadcast deduction system has its own recommendation system. Based on the speed of the progress and the level of excitement determined by the system, the corresponding live broadcast room will be recommended to newcomers.

Yu Xing's group is far ahead, and their three live broadcast rooms are all ranked first in the recommendation.

The barrage has been very lively. When the deducers separated, the perspectives in the live broadcast room also separated. The process of Zhao Yijiu sneaking through the ghost house alone was captured and planned to be included in some highlight reels.

As for the two people who stayed in the mourning hall, Yu Xing and Zhao Ruru, they were first praised for their acting skills that made them cry whenever they wanted. Then, when Yu Xing touched the coffin, they had a disagreement.

The barrage went from shock to doubt. When he stuffed Zhao Ruru into the coffin, more than half of them, like Zhao Ruru, had the feeling that he was possessed by a ghost or had been wrapped around him.

The main reason was Zhao Ruru's eyes. The panic in her eyes was very clear. Even her teammates thought this way, and the audience in the live broadcast room became even more suspicious.

Because Zhao Yijiu's screen was separated from them, but Yu Xing and Zhao Ruru still stayed together, and the live broadcast room was integrated. It is very possible that, unknowingly, the real Yu Xing had disappeared or even died, and the audience was watching , is Zhao Ruru’s live broadcast room alone!

There was no way, at that time Yu Xing was too much like a ghost whose plan had been successful and there was no need to keep pretending.

In other words, his calmness can be explained from two aspects. First, he has a strong psychological quality and has strong confidence in his own judgment. The second is that he is a ghost. The more unfavorable the situation is for Zhao Ruru, the happier he will be.

In short, he doesn't look like a newly promoted person.

Many viewers' hearts were entangled as Zhao Ruru's coffin was sealed - and there was also the excitement of the fall line.

There was another wave of quarrels in the barrage. After Zhao Yijiu returned to the mourning hall, he had no doubt that Yu Xing was scolded stupid by some people for his appearance.

It wasn't until Yu Xing lay in the coffin and the people watching on his screen were separated that everyone realized - Gan! He is not a ghost, he is a real person!

And it seems that the coffin is really a door.

Suddenly, his popularity exploded.

Someone recorded his villainous behavior and life-and-death speed to get the key items in Liu Xue's coffin. You can imagine how many people this video will make Yu Xing know after the live broadcast ends.

Almost every live show has highlights, which is an important way to help the performers obtain the [deduction star level]. This level can be seen in the persona after promotion. Yu Xing was "no one cares" before, and is a star. A deducer is the status gained after being promoted to "the center of attention".

As Yu Xing's perspective wanders all the way inside the coffin, the audience has begun to look forward to the [long table time] between each task stage.

…

There was a soft touch under his arms. When Yu Xing broke free from the darkness, the first thing he felt was the warmth of his familiar down jacket.

The furry collar swept across his face, and he made a confused nasal noise and sat up with his hands on his hands.

The ice blue long table came into view. Opposite him, Zhao Ruru stared at him expressionlessly. The complexity of his eyes was like looking at an indescribable monster.

[Congratulations on completing the first phase of this Death Parallel mission, please take a moment to rest here]

[Enable long table time, 20 minutes long]

[Tip: During the long table time, players can choose the reward for progress ranking, and can interact with the barrage, and answer the bounty questions to get a large number of point rewards, which will be included in the final income]

[Please note that this space is shared by all teams, but the system has restricted the barrage from disclosing any form of information to ensure the information rights of each team]

Yu Xing finally woke up completely.

This is a serious conference room with thirty seats on both sides of a long table. At the head of the table is a huge screen, and at the end of the table is an empty exhibition cabinet with no apparent purpose.

Yu Xing knew about long table time, and it was considered a feature of Parallel Death. At the end of each phase of the task, the players would enter here to rest and interact with the audience.

The conference room is a public space, and each team must stay here for twenty minutes. During this period, teams with similar clearance times can meet here.

Therefore, systematic monitoring of information is needed to prevent barrages from revealing information from one team to another.

It is worth mentioning that the monitoring done by the system is absolute. It is absolutely impossible for viewers to use clever tricks to deliver information. Even if they have negotiated in advance and created their own password to transmit text, as long as they have this intention, they will be blocked by the system and will be Malicious violations carry prohibitive penalties.

For example, if you enter a string of numbers normally, 1234567, there is no problem.

If someone says in advance that "1234567" means "a certain team found key information that you didn't find", then this person will not be able to send out this string of numbers on the barrage.

The deduction system of the absurd world cannot be deduced using common sense. It can even sense everyone's soul, so how can it not detect these small intentions?

No one can violate what it stipulates.

At least not yet.

But in the minds of the deducers, the absurd system is not an oppressor representing power, because it has also set rules for itself, and even the system itself must abide by these rules.

Just like in Alice Hell, the system clearly does not want Yu Xing to get the rule-level sacrifice [Forbidden Chair], but it can still only give prompts according to the prescribed price. It cannot not prompt the sacrifice worth 4000 points to 8000 without authorization. , even if the target is Yu Xing.

To a certain extent, the system of the absurd deduction game is fair, and therefore, it is accepted and even loved by the majority of deduction players, even though it is inherently terrible.

Zhao Ruru stared at Yu Xing, and when he saw that he was awake, he said, "Are you a human?"

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and gave her the same smile as when he was in the mourning hall.

Zhao Ruru shuddered: "Don't look at me like this, I'm afraid of you, okay! I mean, are you a fucking human?? Can't you explain to me before you do anything? Do you know that I'm being raped by you? When I was stuffed in the coffin, my heart almost stopped. Do you know that kind of despair???"

A series of questions bombarded Yu Xing. Before Yu Xing could speak, Zhao Yijiu, who was lying on the seat to his right, moved his head, quickly sat up straight, and looked around cautiously.

Finding that he had arrived at a strange place, but both Yu Xing and Zhao Ruru were there, Zhao Yijiu's tense muscles relaxed slightly. His eyes shifted to the huge screen at the end of the long table. The screen was scrolling with bullets. Saying hello, congratulations and "hahahaha".

Then, Zhao Yijiu heard Yu Xing say in the pitiful tone of asking for forgiveness for doing something wrong: "I was wrong~ It was too late at the time, please forgive me?"

His forehead was twitching at that time.