My practice narration is weird

"Magnet theory?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes showed a trace of thought.

Except for the last period of his life, Ji Wuye was an enemy rather than a friend for the rest of his life, but Ye Wuyou never denied that this guy lived longer than him, and because of [Copy], he was exposed to many weird things.

Her understanding of weird things should not be inferior to his before, and she even knew more than him.

Now it seems that Ji Wuye's remarks really make sense.

"What a pity..."

Looking at the mute girl under him, Ye Wuyou felt a little regretful.

First, theory is just theory, without practice, Ye Wuyou did not try, and naturally did not know how to turn weirdness into the positive and negative sides of "magnet".

Second, [Words come out and law follows] was deeply trapped in [Ghost Gate Pass]. He failed to take that ghost thing out last time, and it is even more difficult to find it now.

Even [Ghost Gate Pass], Ye Wuyou did not dare to step into it easily at this moment.

Otherwise, he would have to try it no matter what.

The big hand patted the mute girl's head, and then Ye Wuyou pulled his fingertips out of the mute girl's hair, and then looked around the eighth floor carefully.

He didn't forget what he came here for.

Meeting these familiar "old friends" was just a side job, the most important thing was to find the Shinto pillar.

[Shinto Technique·Doppelganger]

Lu Qingshan said that the Shinto pillar was under the Tianlao. Although the owner of Tianji Tower did not say it clearly, he seemed to know some inside information.

He hadn't really seen it yet.

But no traces were found on the surrounding stone walls.

"The Tianlao should have a ninth floor..."

Ye Wuyou didn't find it, but there was no frustration in his eyes.

Since he couldn't find it himself, he would ask the locals.

Ask the "locals" here, the guys with slightly higher IQs.

He turned and looked at the footless man who was still kneeling on the ground, then stretched out his hand, pointed at him, and spoke calmly.

"Take me to the Shinto pillar."

The footless man tilted his head, seeming a little confused.

It was obvious that he didn't understand what Ye Wuyou meant.

"Pillar, big one, understand?"

Ye Wuyou helplessly drew a sloppy pillar pattern on the ground, and then pointed and gestured.

The footless man stared at the rectangular block with his empty eyes for a long time, and then seemed to understand something, but still did not move at all.

Ye Wuyou stepped forward on his toes.

The footless man immediately turned his head and looked at the cage on the side.

Is it that cage...

Ye Wuyou followed the footless man's gaze and happened to meet a pair of dead and white eyes.

That was the cage of [True or False Judgment].

Lu Qingshan once told him that this child was the most dangerous existence in this sky prison.

It was also an existence that he must remember at all times.

The dead child just looked up at Ye Wuyou, then lowered his head again and continued to carve something on the ground.

Ye Wuyou hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

After counting carefully, there were a total of six strange, dead tree rings in the prison, and this child who never took the initiative to walk out of the cage. Both [Years] and [True or False Judgment] were unsolvable rules.

In comparison, the footless man and the mute girl really seemed a bit "harmless".

The white Tai Sui looked useless and seemed extremely weak. The trouble it brought to him was even worse than the footless man.

This was normal. The white Tai Sui was [devouring and manipulating]. Without a powerful 'object', its body was naturally weak.

Although the strange abilities were not divided into high and low, and there was no solution in their respective fields, for powerful practitioners, there was still a classification of being able to cope with and being unsolvable.

Thinking of this...

Ye Wuyou blinked, and he suddenly found that the strange [Ghost] might be quite strong in the eighth floor of the prison.

Standing gently outside the cage, Ye Wuyou tried not to disturb the child as much as possible.

The child ignored Ye Wuyou, but just drew meaningless patterns on the ground with his hands.

The whole ground of the cage was painted with large and small patterns.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were slightly startled when he looked at those patterns, and then they focused slightly on a few places.

Although the child's drawings were messy, Ye Wuyou, who had seen the Shinto pillars, could recognize the shape at a glance.

Stone pillars, stone pillars with carved patterns.

This real and fake child, this weird, it has seen the Shinto pillars!

In addition, there is a subtle discovery.

There is nothing in the other weird cages.

Only in the cage of [True or False Judgment] in front of him, there is a wooden board that is placed casually, now covered with dust, and only a corner is exposed.

Is that a cover?

Is the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison-Shinto Pillar in this child's cage, with the entrance covered by the cover?

Thinking of this, Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, then leaned down gently, and smiled with a somewhat stiff face.

"Little, little friend, do you want to come out and play..."

The voice was a little difficult, and the smile was even more stiff.

Damn it, I actually smiled at a weirdness.

[True or false judgment] It's just a weirdness, it's the remains of the road, and the child's skin is just the previous owner.

How can I really think of coaxing a child?

The dead child in the cage didn't pay attention to Ye Wuyou, but just turned around, then crawled to another direction, with his back to Ye Wuyou.

The wooden board with a corner faintly exposed was now under the child's butt.

Ye Wuyou's face suddenly stiffened, okay, now the method of tricking the child out and sneaking in by himself won't work.

There is also a certain distance between Weirdness and Weirdness. Standing outside the cage, [True and False Judgment] has a pretty good temper and will not do anything extreme.

If I walked in in front of this kid, who knows what would happen.

If this child is provoked to activate [Truth and False Judgment], there is a 50% chance that he will be sure of the truth at a glance, and he will be fine.

Then there is a 50% chance that it will disappear directly.

It all depends on luck. The key is that I have always been very unlucky.

Perhaps because he heard what Ye Wuyou was thinking, the narrator's words sounded in Ye Wuyou's heart at this moment.

[Fifty percent? It’s extremely ridiculous, since it’s what you want to do, there is only one result in front of you]

【That is under your control】

[There are thousands of things in the world. What’s the point of talking about probability? Even if the probability is slim, it’s nothing more than success or failure. Looking back on your life, there is never anything you can’t achieve.]

Yo.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were a little surprised.

The dog narrator said it well.

But it doesn’t have to be done.

However, the probability of 50% is already very high. In the past, the Twelve Saints rushed to the Thirteenth, and this probability was not passed by him.

50% probability...

Very good, with such a high probability, it would be a loss not to try, but there is a prerequisite.

You need to find a cushion first.

This way you will be stable.

Ye Wuyou quickly thought of Qu Wuyi.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the mute girl gently grabbed his trousers.

What's wrong?

"Aba Aba..."

The mute girl raised her head, but her long black hair still covered her cheeks, but Ye Wuyou felt like she was being watched.

"I will come back." Ye Wuyou rubbed the mute girl's cheek through her long black hair.

Of course, the mute girl couldn't respond. She just said "Aba, Aba, Aba," and then under Ye Wuyou's gaze, her head lowered and her figure slowly walked to the cage of the real and fake children.

"Aba Aba... Sihasha..."

She stood in front of the cage and kept speaking to the children inside.

You know, this is a being that even the footless man doesn't want to mess with.

But an incredible scene happened in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

The cage was gently opened.

The dead child with white eyes walked out silently from it, and then opened his hand.

The mute woman gently picked up the child and held it in her arms.

The child didn't behave at all unusually, and just leaned on the mute girl very docilely.

Then, the mute girl waved to Ye Wuyou.

"Aba Aba..." It was still a vague word, but it brought a touch of joy.

Ye Wuyou stood there stunned for a long time, and in the end he could only look at the dead and pale child with a strange expression on his face, and the mute girl who was protecting the child in her arms at the moment.

Just like a mother and daughter.

A strange child, a masked woman in a gray-white dress with disheveled hair...

This scene is really...

Ye Wuyou looked silent for a moment, then walked over and murmured to himself.

"This is Miss Sadako... this is obviously Kayako."