Absurd deduction game

Erhong let go of Yu Xing and finally revealed a trace of his own emotions——

He looked disappointed.

"You have used so many methods to sneak in, but can you only do this?"

"Why was the master discovered as soon as we entered?"

"It's not fun. Compared with my imagination, what you did is not fun, fox, demon, big, human."

Compared with the tentative "little fox" a few minutes ago, this fox demon-sama screamed with determination and irony.

Yu Xing looked down at him slightly - this Erhong young master had disguised everything except his height. The teenage boy was much shorter even in front of the "southern Xinjiang girl".

Those deer-like eyes were still as agile as ever, but what was flowing through them now was a vivid and wavering killing intent.

It seems that he felt that the fun did not live up to his expectations and was extremely disappointed, so he decided to kill the infiltrators directly as Master Wanban said.

Yu Xing's body emitted bursts of black mist in the face of the murderous intent, and returned to its original appearance in the rich black package. He was wearing simple clothes, with a riding crop around his waist, and a vaguely fox head on his face, which was extremely weird.

He smiled, and the black mist fox head he transformed also laughed: "Why don't you call me Lord Mouse?"

"They're all the same, aren't they?" Er Hong lowered his brows, as if he was truly sad, "Your methods of sneaking into the Feng Mansion are far from clever as you think. As far as I'm concerned, as early as the first time you stepped here, your identity has already changed. exposed.”

"I was waiting to see Master Fox Demon's performance, but I didn't expect that even the fox demon was just a name for himself, and he didn't even hide under the master."

"Trouble? Chaos? From the moment you appeared in Fengtou Town, I have been looking forward to today. Just now, I was thinking about meeting the fox demon who plays the role of a southern border girl, but..."

A handful of black eyeballs appeared in his hand at some point. As soon as he loosened his fingers, the almost dry eyeballs slipped out from between his fingers and rolled to the ground.

Gululu...

The fragile eyes rolled out with a sound like Jiang Chao.

As if they had their own consciousness, they formed a circle around Yu Xing. In an instant, a suffocating feeling like drowning rose from Yu Xing's throat.

Wow…

Covered by the sound of the tide, Er Hong's voice became much duller.

"I'm so disappointed. Why? Why are you so useless?"

Yu Xing subconsciously touched his throat.

It was this feeling of drowning again. He had felt the same suffocation on the white jade coffin in the stage world.

But unlike the suffocation that was more real due to the role bonus at that time, at this moment, he could easily tell that this was just an illusion directly added to his consciousness.

A little more advanced than hallucination, his brain would think he was drowning and then brain dead.

There is probably no concept of brain death in this era. People will only think that this method is so weird and unexplainable that it exceeds the limits of knowledge.

But Yu Xing is obviously not within the limits of this knowledge. Once his brain realizes the nature of this method, the attack will directly collapse.

His fox-headed smile became even bigger, and a sharp fox laugh could be heard faintly: "How do you know that I didn't intentionally let things develop to this point?"

Yu Xing seemed to be back in the medical clinic, bullying the handyman as a bodyguard.

He took a step closer to Erhong under the vigilant and cold eyes of the black-robed subordinates at the side. As he walked, he crushed the eyeballs on the ground in front of him, making a crisp clicking sound.

"A young master who has long lost respect for Master Wanban; a master who knows the child's betrayal and is ready to clean up his family." Yu Xing had already noticed these two words in the short conversation between Erhong and Master Wanban. "It's interesting, isn't it?"

He sighed and took another step forward.

Erhong was not surprised by his awareness, and his expression still showed the indifference of being in control of the overall situation.

It's like saying, so what if you know?

This doesn't change anything.

After all, looking at it now, these trash infiltrators have no part in the pull between him and Master Wanban.

But Yu Xing continued to sigh.

"But what's more interesting than this is... a false god in the river who was fed by Master Wanban, a dead town cursed by the false god, and a terrifying evil ghost about to be born out of fear and regret."

The stage world, the real world, and the hidden missions all point to one of them.

Just when Yu Xing was sure that Master Wanban and the old man in the stage world were the same person, the three were connected.

There was some surprise in Erhong's eyes.

Then came the renewed interest.

"Ah, yes, you sneaked in today and used Qian San's useless disguise technique. In other words, you may already know what he did to Lian Xiang, and thus you can think of the soul suturing technique."

"Trash is still trash. If the master knew that the secret was leaked from Qian San, he would definitely make his life worse than death... But maybe there is no such chance?"

Erhong mentioned Qian San with the same indifference as mentioning the garbage on the roadside, with at most a trace of malice: "He has been dealt with by you, right?"

Yu Xing was not stingy with this young master and responded generously: "I left him with Lianxiang."

"Interesting." Er Hong moved his steps imperceptibly, as if he wanted to go to Qian San's house now and see Qian San's miserable condition.

But now he has a more important goal, and there is a strange light in his eyes: "So, you actually know what Master Wanban is planning, and you are well prepared."

"Am I also part of your plan?"

"You want to hold me back and let your companions outside do the work...ah, that's how it should be, this is the level you should have."

His performance vividly illustrates what a fun person is. He doesn't seem to care about Master Wanban's plan, nor does he care about what kind of revenge they will suffer from the Jiangzhong existence after the plan fails.

He just thinks it's interesting.

But Erhong still maintains the composure of the young master, even if every word he says points to madness.

Yu Xing looked at the child raised by Master Wanban, and seemed to see some shadows of Gui Yiqing from him.

It has to be said that there are many fun people.

There are also many fun people who died suddenly for fun.

But there are very few fun people like Erhong who can't distinguish between friend and foe and obviously have a life-saving trump card.

And Erhong is very smart, at least he quickly reacted to the real purpose of Yu Xing's appearance here.

That's right, last night, the night when the deducer did the most work, he had already made a plan for today.

As a flaw in the open, Yu Xing's main purpose is to hold back the "young master" whose strength and attitude are more ambiguous than Master Wanban's.

At the same time, he also needs to obtain information about the other forces in Fengtou Town from the young master - this is the most important thing.

He stroked the whip at his waist with one hand and sat on the mahogany chair in Erhong's room very freely, as if he was at home.

"Sit down, Young Master Erhong."

The black fog fox head showed a cunning expression with evil taste, almost showing his bad intentions on the surface.