Absurd deduction game

Qian San couldn’t sleep.

Years of practicing sorcery, although it has brought irreversible effects on his body, has actually strengthened his perception. He often feels that he can vaguely glimpse something called "the way of heaven".

The voice in the dark will tell him when it is safe and when it is dangerous.

If something was going to happen, he would be upset.

It's a weird night.

Ever since he vaguely heard the little ghost in Lianxiang's body crying something, an ominous premonition had been hanging over him.

That kid often cries and has a twisted personality. No matter how he is warned, he is always disobedient. Lianxiang’s bitchy hooves linger at his door every night. To be honest, he has listened to the little guy cry and curse too many times. .

Why did the kid's voice frighten him tonight?

I'm afraid something is going to happen.

With a strong sense of vigilance, Qian San was not even sleepy at all. He had been paying attention to what was going on outside. He had nothing else to do, so he casually picked up a handwritten scripture on the bookcase and read it.

Although his eyes were fixed on the page, his attention was always on the outside, and he was still wondering if Lianxiang had found other ways to enter his house?

If he had been fully prepared, even a conjoined spirit like Lianxiang with so much resentment would not be his opponent. Every time he went on a mission at night before, he could restrain Lianxiang and throw her aside until dawn. will disappear.

But if it was a sneak attack, or if the other party really entered the house, something would be seriously wrong.

After thinking about it, Qian Sanwei cursed.

It's all because of these damn rules. All ghosts and ghosts within the scope of Fengtou Town are immortal. If not for this, he would have beaten Lian Xiang to death!

After thinking for a long time, Qian San came back to his senses, glanced down, and realized how stupid he was to pick up the book.

There was no light in the room, and he couldn't see the contents of the book at all. If he really had to read it, his eyes would feel sore and swollen.

Throwing the book to the ground as if to vent, Qian San suppressed the anxiety in his heart, stood behind the window, and looked out secretly.

His courtyard is very exquisitely decorated. Even if the function of the formation is eliminated, it is still a rare elegance in Fengtou Town.

At this moment, the only sound in the courtyard was the wind, and it was eerily quiet.

It shouldn't be.

Qian San hesitated for a while.

At this time before, Lianxiang should have disturbed his sleep outside.

In order to retaliate against him, that damn female ghost specially disturbed his rest and wanted him to be enveloped in a constant state of worry and fear. At first, he was not used to it, and he indeed lost a lot of weight. He even made a mistake in front of Master Wanban and was killed. The young master seized the opportunity and almost died.

He has been plotting against others for most of his life, and it is really embarrassing to be plotted against by a female ghost for the first time.

To be on the safe side, Qian San stood quietly behind the window for a long time. When everything was completely silent, he moved his stiff legs and sat on his bed.

The warning premonition lasted for too long and gradually became less sensitive.

Qian San felt sleepy again. Tomorrow is the birthday banquet. On the surface it is to celebrate Master Feng's birthday, but in fact it is a very important day for Master Wanban to collect property once a year.

When the time comes, he will also have to go to congratulate him as an "invited" guest, which is actually to perform the duties of a gatekeeper. If something goes wrong on such an important occasion because of sleepiness, the gods will not be able to protect him.

Gotta sleep.

Qian San slowly closed his shirt and lay down, his head feeling dizzy.

He is not the type who is particularly energetic at night. On the contrary, due to the magic, his constitution has always been very weak, and he is more prone to sleepiness and fatigue than ordinary people. Over time, he has developed some diseases. How much is thanks to the lotus incense.

Although he was still shrouded in an ominous premonition, he still closed his eyes after considering it for a moment.

In the daze, a cold feeling followed him like a shadow.

He didn't sleep well, it could even be said that he barely slept at all. He frowned and turned over in annoyance.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a splash of water coming from the courtyard.

Suddenly awake, Qian San opened his eyes and his heartbeat accelerated like a drum. He ignored his old problem of heart palpitations and sat up quickly, pulling out a dagger engraved with runes from under the pillow.

The sound just now definitely came from the well in his courtyard.

yes……

Have you touched the things inside?

"It" will appear, indicating that there is a stranger in the yard and has stepped on his formation!

But why didn't the parrot speak?

Qian San smoothed his messy hair and thought about it calmly.

He didn't think anyone could escape unscathed from the ghost in the well he raised.

And no one would have expected in advance that as long as they entered the formation, the things in the well would come out. Everyone who had seen "it" before was already dead, and no one survived.

Moreover, the well water only made one sound, and there was no other sound besides that, so it should be solved.

In this case, he shouldn't be so anxious and lose his grace.

After calming down the rumbling heart in his chest for a while, Qian San put the dagger back on the table, took off the hanging coat and put it on, dressed it neatly, and tied his hair with a hairband.

After making himself look no different from the handsome young man in the day, he was ready to go out.

Not to mention, his figure is on the thin side, neither tall nor short, and very balanced. Although he is already over 30, he looks gentle and fair, like a white-faced scholar, and has a calm demeanor that scholars don't have.

It's no wonder that so many women who don't know his true face are attracted to him, and matchmakers also love to match him.

He really paid too much attention to his image, as if the shell he built outside of the liar was the side he worked hard to maintain day and night.

Qian San picked up the dagger again and looked out the window.

After he was sure it wasn't Lianxiang, he opened the door. Even so, he was only a few steps away from the door, a distance that he could retreat to at any time.

Step into the courtyard and scan around.

The expected blood splatter didn't happen, the ground was clean, and even the well mouth didn't splash much water.

Strange, where is the body of the uninvited guest?

Could it be that the ghost in the well missed a hit and escaped?

"Good evening, Master."

Beside the porch, the parrot that noticed him coming out opened its mouth and its duck-like voice was not pleasant at all, but instead added a weirdness to the atmosphere.

Qian San doesn't want to listen to the parrot talking now. The parrot is quiet when someone comes. What's the use of making noise at this time?

He reached out and grabbed the parrot by the neck and threw the bird into the well like a kettle.

Plop.

The parrot didn't even utter a scream, the water in the well gurgled, and a few seconds later, a pale hand faintly stretched out from the mouth of the well.

The hand had clear joints and clasped the edge of the well mouth. At the same time, a black head of hair slowly rose up.

The ghost in the well was safe and sound, Qian San frowned: "Was there anyone just now?"

He was asking, but he felt something was wrong.

The thing in the well said nothing.