Absurd deduction game

Not long after, the proprietress who went to the backyard to teach people how to make Fenglong clothes came back with small steps.

She looked at the group of tourists running around in her shop, grinned emotionlessly, and said in a low voice: "Come in if you choose the right clothes."

Such a small sound could only be heard clearly by the deducers who had good ears, eyesight, and five senses. At that moment, another half of the people moved into the backyard along the wooden door behind the screen of the clothing store.

Yu Xing had already finished looking at the clothes and leaned idly by the counter, glancing at the remaining people.

He, Zhang Yu, and Yan are all here. Among the remaining dozen people, the only ones who have had some contact with are Meerkat Dao and Lan Wu. For some reason, Lan Wu didn't choose the Duanfang server with Medusa, but was Stay and choose Yueyu suit.

Maybe it's because he is really young.

Lan Wu had been standing behind Medusa before. When others looked over, they could only notice the too bright and dazzling Medusa. Even though Lan Wu looked good, she seemed to have disappeared inexplicably.

Now that Medusa went to the backyard, Yu Xing had the time to pay attention to Lan Wu, and found that Lan Wu was younger than he thought. If he looked carefully, he might just be at the age of just entering college.

After leaving Medusa for a short time, the calmness on Lan Wu's face faded slightly, and instead showed some curiosity. He looked up at the red robes hanging on the wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yu Xing's eyes did not converge, causing Lan Wu to quickly notice this sight and turn his head in surprise.

"Xing..." Lan Wu seemed to be considering whether to add "brother" after Xing to show respect, but finally gave up and continued, "Do you have something to tell me?"

"No, just because you are good-looking." Yu Xing praised him honestly. It's no wonder that there were so many handsome men and beautiful women in Medusa's late-night guild, but he only chose Lan Wu to take him with him. The more he looked at Lan Wu, the more he became more and more interested. The kind that's pleasing to the eye.

"..." Lan Wu seemed a little speechless and didn't know how to answer the question.

Fortunately, Yu Xing just said something on a whim. The next second, Zhang Yu called out and turned his head to chat again. Lan Wu quietly breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his temples.

In the past, there were people in the guild who were jealous of President Medusa's obvious preference for him and secretly killed him.

When he first joined the guild, his strength was far different from other guild members, and he was really tortured. Every time, Medusa's cronies came to save him, and then killed the person who harmed him without mercy. , as time goes by, no one will have that kind of mentality anymore.

But Lan Wu has seen the malice of many people with his own eyes, and watched those people turn into bloody corpses, displayed in his memory, bit by bit grinding his timidity and soft heart into dust.

Therefore, Lan Wuyi's heart trembled when he heard someone other than Medusa praise him for his good looks, fearing that the other person would target him again because of his appearance, and eventually die tragically in front of him.

The mongoose sword in the corner was watching this scene Yin, his hands restlessly resting on the two swords at his waist.

He thought, why hasn't Yu Xing come to take revenge on him? Are you torturing him by deliberately leaving him alone to keep him restless? !

Probably in his mind, killing a person means eradicating the root.

If it were him, he would not let a person who actively provoked him to kill him run wild. If he escaped the first time, he would definitely kill him completely when he saw him again.

Meerkat Dao, who was thinking with a fallen line of thinking, was trembling alone for a long time. After scaring himself for a long time, the boss in red finally opened the door to the backyard again and leaned against the door frame: "You guys come in with me too."

The last group of extrapolators in the shop also left.

Gao Yiling sat alone on a small bench in the shop with the little bee and the tour guide flag. He lost the smile that the tour guide needed and began to stare blankly in a daze.

The female boss in red, who let the tourists in first and closed the door last, looked at Gao Yiling and sighed quietly.

"Bata."

The wooden door closed.

The backyard area is larger than the shop in front. It must have been decorated early. There are nearly forty independent long tables placed in the open space. Each long table is equipped with a piece of red cloth and a bamboo basket. There are scissors, needles, thread, thimbles and other tools inside.

When Yu Xing walked in, he saw at a glance that the two groups of extrapolators from before were doing needlework with ugly expressions.

Their expressions were really weird. They were playing with the cloth skillfully or clumsily, but they all looked pale and had cold sweat on their foreheads, as if they were enduring or wary of some pain.

Even Yan Li frowned, as if he was dissatisfied and forbearing.

Only Hua Subai looked like an old god, and his expression was even a little leisurely.

"What's going on?" Niang Xiao whispered, "Everyone seems to have been bitten by cloth."

Zhang Yu: "..." Don't even say it, you describe it vividly.

"Look at me." The female boss in red raised her voice and called for the third group of fish-crossing tourists to gather around an empty table. She said with a bleary expression, "I'll only teach you once. If you can't learn it, it's your guide's business. It's not yours." my business."

Having said that, no matter what they were thinking, everyone looked at it seriously.

The female boss actually taught them how to cut and sew Yue Yu Suit. It looked normal from all aspects, but it was a little perfunctory. After a while, the finished product was produced. The stitching was sloppy and the splicing of the fabric could be picked out with just one scratch. huge gap.

Moreover, the clothes were extremely ugly and completely different from the ready-made clothes displayed in the shop.

Everyone: "..."

The female boss was impatient: "You can't learn it even if I teach you hard. It's enough if you can make it. It's just something you can wear once to have fun, and it should be more beautiful."

Everyone: "..." If your words are heard by Gao Yiling, who is introducing the clothes seriously, I'm afraid it will be bad.

However, it may be because the female boss's unique personality is more reassuring than other townspeople who are too enthusiastic to be abnormal. When she said this, the deducers did not refute, but felt that she was right.

Most people here have never done needlework, so we can't really expect them to be as good as those in the shop.

After listening to the lecture, everyone found a seat and began to follow the same pattern.

Yu Xing sat at the farthest back, unfolded the fabric and cut it first.

There is no machine and they can only rely on scissors, which is indeed a bit difficult for the deducers. They must have made a limited edition fish suit sack. As long as the elements are complete and it can be put on the body, the task is considered completed.

But this is not the first time Yu Xing has done needlework.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to come into contact with these things when he was a young man with clothes on his hands, food in his hands, and mouth to open. Later, he wandered the world alone, and he didn't have much interest in it.

After getting to know Qu Xianqing and Zhu Yan, he made a doll for the noisy little Zhu Yan as a birthday gift. Then Xiao Qu Xianqing didn't show it on the surface, but when his eyes looked over eagerly, he was clearly saying " I want too".

In short - Yu Xing had a certain foundation, which came in handy now. He quickly followed the order of the female boss in red and cut out some needed fabric shapes.

Until then, he didn't know why the first two groups looked like they were bitten by cloth.

This faint doubt and curiosity was answered when Yu Xing picked up the needle and passed it through the fabric for the first time.

He didn't have any rules and did it as he pleased. He originally wanted to sew two sleeves and put them aside for later use. When the stitches went in, there was no warning - a sharp pain suddenly shot through his shoulder.

Yu Xing was stunned.

His hand did not stop because of the severe pain. The needle shuttled back and forth again with the red thread. The severe pain doubled, as if two places on the shoulder with an extremely small distance were pierced one after the other.

Just no blood.

"So that's it." Yu Xing murmured, turning to look at the previous two groups of people.

Yan Li chose the Duanfang suit, which was already a little crooked and seamed. A closer look showed that although he was silent, he seemed to be biting his back molars to bear the pain of his own pain.

Hmm... A piece of clothing requires a lot of stitches, from the collar to the hem, covering the whole body, which is about the same as Ling Chi.

Many people may want to make the collar first, but give up and start from the most tolerable place.

"Ah, these rules are really stupid." Yu Xing thought as he playfully poked the fabric he had cut out to make the front with a needle. Sure enough, his chest seemed to be penetrated by a sharp weapon, which hurt his heart. A twitch.

But Yu Xing's expression didn't change. He played for a while and continued to sew sleeves leisurely.

It's just too late.

Nothing more.

This was obviously torture. Yu Xing didn't care, but others did. It didn't take long before everyone in the backyard felt the pain. After the initial exclamation, there was deathly silence, with only occasional groans and tremors. breathing.

After all, they are all deducers who have experienced many games. Injuries are common, but this is just the first time they hurt themselves.

The task must be completed, and since there was only pain, not real injury, many people asked themselves to endure it with livid faces.

Besides, it's still being broadcast live, so we can't be embarrassed.

So the audience in the live broadcast room saw this strange scene. The deducers were doing needlework with distorted expressions. The scene was obviously not monitored by vicious ghosts, but it was extremely quiet.

[What's wrong, why don't they talk? ]

They were probably afraid that they would cry out in pain as soon as they opened their mouths.

[It’s not like they’re making clothes, it’s like they have a grudge against clothes. ]

There is hatred, and the hatred is getting deeper and deeper.

[I don’t understand, but none of them look relaxed... Oh, except for a few ultimate bosses. ]

[The flower hunter is really expressionless]

[Hahaha, the big guys are really tolerant, hahaha, uh... Wuwuwu, I suddenly feel that I will never become such a boss until I die. Wuwuwu]

[Good guy, look at Lan Wu, he is almost fainting from pain... Wait, why do I say it hurts? Are they hurting? ]

It's really easy to guess Lan Wu's expression.

He was covered in cold sweat, lying on the table almost exhausted, his fingers trembling as he pricked the needle into the collar of his clothes.

Every time the needle and thread passed through, he gritted his teeth in pain and his whole body shook like a sieve.

He is the person with the lowest strength and the least experience in deductions present.

Unfortunately, even Medusa couldn't stop him from this kind of pain.

[If I remember correctly, Lan Wu is ranked last on the list. Hey, what about the four or five people ranked lower than him? ]

[Isn’t this a coincidence? They are all dead. ]

[Two died in Fang Mansion, and the rest were not gathered together. Their live broadcast room went dark when they arrived at three o'clock, and they probably wouldn't survive. ]

[So... if you are so weak, you really dare to participate in the event. Isn't this just seeking death? ]

[I don’t know what they think, but Lan Wu doesn’t have Medusa, so he doesn’t have to worry. ]

[Haha, if Medusa really cared about nothing for her beauty, she wouldn't be the late night president she is now. Do you really think she treats Lan Wu better than a pet or a toy? ]

[Medusa can't help Lan Wu now. Look at his embarrassment, ha! ]

[The first one is sour, Medusa doesn’t like you anyway. ]

In the backyard, Lan Wu's eyes were red and his pupils were a little sluggish. He stubbornly went to sew his collar. The pain of beheading and slitting his throat kept overtaking him, but even if he was about to pass out from the pain, he refused to change places first.

"Get over the worst pain first... just..."

Lan Wu hinted over and over in his mind that he would persist.

"Can't... cause the president... any more trouble..."

No matter how beautiful the skin is, it will be rejected when it is too useless. He knows it very well.

"Can't be..."

"give up……"

Yu Xing clicked his tongue.

Lan Wu was diagonally in front of him, only one position away, and he felt a little pity when he saw how miserable he was.

Hmm... Is it a trait of Lan Wu to easily arouse the pity of others? Yu Xing thought, and a touch of curse power fell on Lan Wu.

Medusa turned back at this moment and glanced at him.

Yu Xing narrowed his eyes and suddenly had an idea. He mouthed silently: "Do you want me to help him?"

Medusa's stern eyes were stagnant, but suddenly they bloomed as brightly as a flower. She nodded slightly and replied with her mouth: "Thank you, thank you for your work."

The power of the curse penetrated into Lan Wu's body, and the black mist spread. Lan Wu suddenly felt that the pain had dissipated a lot, he was sweating coldly, and he took a breath in a daze.

His endurance has passed the critical point, and the threshold has increased?

With a wave of his hand, Lan Wu's pain was transferred to his own body. Yu Xing, who suffered almost twice the pain, smiled and continued to work on his handiwork.

A little pain that he was accustomed to in exchange for a favor from Medusa.

I've made a profit.

Yan Li, who had not missed the outside world's movements, frowned even more tightly and witnessed this scene with his peripheral vision almost in disbelief.

He closed his eyes and suddenly withdrew his attention, focusing on the red cloth in front of him as if out of sight and out of mind.

Time passed little by little, and everyone was in agony.

They wish that time would pass quickly and be relieved by meal time, but they are also afraid that time will go too fast and they will not have time to complete the task and will be killed by the rules.

Just when everyone thought they would quiet down in pain, the wooden door was suddenly kicked open.

Peng made a loud noise, and everyone looked up reflexively, only to see a bloody ghost rushing into the backyard like crazy and rushing towards the nearest table.

The person at the table was still buzzing with pain. Half of the clothes he had made were snatched away. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the clothes he had made being torn apart by the flesh and blood ghosts that rushed in. broken.

"Hey!" He couldn't tell whether it was fear or anger, "You-"

Before he could finish his sentence, his body broke into two halves along the tear in the semi-finished clothes.

Blood fell like rain, dripping onto the ground.

[Accounting: I have paid off the chapter I owe]