Absurd deduction game

"teacher?"

The actor slowed down and repeated it in a tone that was half-smiling, with a dark and unclear look in his eyes.

After two or three seconds, he suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, leaving only a faint smile, which made it difficult to see the emotion: "What a surprise, you have never called me this before, so I am a little... flattered?"

He stretched out a hand, as if wanting to rub Yu Xing's hair.

In the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, the actions of these two people are too weird. Let's call it tit-for-tat. Just looking at the actions, it seems that there is a habitual and very close social distance. This means that both parties have been together. Allow the other person to approach.

But to say that the two of them are friendly... I'm afraid that would be blind.

Even a perfect smile could not conceal the malice and vigilance that existed between the two parties, not to mention that just now Xing wanted to stab the actor with the help of the key ring.

It was applied to the neck, without mercy at all.

"If you can teach me something, it's not too much to call me a teacher, right?" Yu Xing asked with a smile, quietly taking a step back and passing the actor's hand without leaving a trace. Seal it.

The cold light shines on the actor's fingers, undoubtedly announcing that if he tries to do this again, the dagger blade will be sharpened without hesitation.

Different from the coldness coming from the weapon, Yu Xing's tone was like meeting a close elder: "I like what you taught me very much."

"Ha, he has made a lot of progress over the years." The actor praised him sincerely as he looked at his skillful holding of the dagger and the hatred and madness disappearing in his eyes.

"Actually, I haven't made much progress. I'm very stupid." Yu Xing smiled, and then took the initiative to reach out a hand and touch the fabric on the actor's waist, "Huh? Why is there a gap here?"

The actor lowered his eyes slightly, letting the harmless-looking hand reach into the gap, and moved several layers of clothes to both sides curiously. The man asked as if he didn't know, "The edge is very smooth." , it was cut open by a sharp weapon. Well, there is no wound. It seems that I guessed wrong."

"Tsk." The actor couldn't help but utter a syllable with a real smile. This was the place where the sacrificial dagger of Yu Xing's teammate, Zhao Yijiu, was stabbed.

Yu Xing really learned a lot from him.

Especially when it comes to telling lies with open eyes and finding the right angle to annoy people. While mocking and irritating people, you can also test his situation.

"You read that right, the wound has recovered." He blocked Yu Xing's hand that was trying to reach out to the small bag hanging on his waist, and chuckled, "What I said is true. Long time no see, you have made progress. a lot of."

After Yu Xing's eyes stayed on the bag for a second, he added: "The direction of your character's growth is somewhat beyond my expectation. It seems that I don't pay enough attention to you, otherwise I wouldn't be attracted by it. It’s the absurdity that finds you after you find your way into it.”

"Hmm, I thought about it for a long time before I found the way." Yu Xing tilted his head and looked at him, "But are you sure you want to talk to me in such a serious tone? Compared to you when you taught me to sing, I am still more You like...taunting me in the fire."

"That's so boring. Besides, you're not the kid who was about to cry after just a few words of ridicule." The actor smiled, showing a somewhat nostalgic look.

They all knew that what they were talking about now was the fire that tore apart all pretense.

The victim was able to take the initiative to bring up the matter calmly, but the murderer casually attributed Yu Xing's despair at that time to "crying after just a few words of ridicule". It seemed that in their hearts, the fire had been blurred and forgotten. .

But, this is impossible.

They are just using the beginning of their conflicts as a tool to test each other.

Yu Xing clenched the dagger, and his eyes gradually changed.

The actor also stood there, waiting for his less childish attack after many years.

It was enough to pretend to have a good relationship for a while. He knew that since all the humiliations in the past had not completely worn away the pride in Yu Xing's bones, the remaining pride would not allow Yu Xing to greet him with a smile all the time.

Although... he still likes Yu Xing who seems to be very good.

Anyway, Yu Xing has become a deducer. If he can, he will let Yu Xing... enter the single prism and return to him.

Whether it was a complete depravity, a distorted mind that no longer cared about the past, or a person hiding around him with resentment looking for an opportunity to kill him forever, he welcomed it.

Everyone in the guild knows what the subordinates in his guild do. When the little girl from Han Yan's family wanted to use her emotions to attract Yu Xing to join the Single Prism, for a moment, he was quite looking forward to it——

If he could, he would definitely reward Han Xinyi well.

Then let Han Yan kill Han Xinyi himself.

Those who get their hands on his things should feel the consciousness of death and despair.

But it was only for a moment. The next moment, he gave up the idea because Han Xinyi couldn't do it.

For a person like Yu Xing, even if his personality keeps changing over the long years, something hidden in the deepest part of his soul will not change until it is completely destroyed.

He will be the person who completely destroys Yu Xing's personality. No one else can do it, no one can.

[Ahhhh, what the hell are they talking about! ]

[Friendly meeting? Reunion? ]

[I believe you, did you see Xing’s guarded posture? He is always on guard against attacks from actors]

[Instead of saying that, I prefer that Sachi wants to attack the actor all the time]

[Damn, Black Box Time really makes people hate it every time it comes out]

[No, have you noticed that Xing actually reached out and touched the actor! Weren't there rumors before that the actor seems to have a mysophobia, and if someone touches him, he will make that person die miserably? ]

[So they are acquaintances, and their relationship seems to be... well, it’s hard to explain in one sentence. I’m blindly guessing that the brothers are at odds with each other]

[I feel like the two of them are similar, two guys with hidden knives in their smiles]

[Although I couldn't hear what they were saying, I somehow felt that their expressions and movements were very harmonious with the murderous intent surrounding them. In fact, many people have experienced this contradictory feeling]

[A deducer, especially one with a high degree of alienation, who hasn’t read a story yet]

[The actor actually let Xing touch his waist. Aren’t you afraid that Xing would have some very aggressive sacrifice?]

[Fortunately, he is taller than the actor... No, he is much taller]

[Visual inspection is 185, he is a little taller than Lengjiu, but it is more obvious when standing next to the actor]

[Hiss, if you don’t tell me about your height, I wouldn’t be able to notice it. The actor’s aura is too strong. His temperament is like a deep pool. It’s like there is a huge monster under the calm sea, in the bottomless seabed. Mouth, waiting to swallow everything]

[Or maybe it’s already in the monster’s mouth out of sight]

[How can I be persecuted here as a grass mud horse? For those who are afraid of the deep sea, please use another metaphor]

Just when the audience started talking about everything from height to temperament, suddenly, a cloud of green mist exploded, and the two people standing at the door of the madam's room were instantly submerged!

The audience screamed "ah ah ah" to express their excitement. In the green mist, the actor's figure seemed to be shrouded in a thick green gauze, making it difficult to see clearly.

On the other side, opposite him, Xing's figure completely disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.

Okay, this is better, not only because the black box time is inaudible, but also the vision is artificially blocked.

Cursing and cursing.

In the fog, the actor calmly glanced around and smelled a strong ghost scent from Qingwu.

"Ghost breath..." He murmured quietly, seemingly to himself. In fact, in this fog-wrapped environment, even if he hummed casually, the owner of the fog would clearly hear him.

The actor's tone became happy, as if he was very pleased: "Have you finally accepted your powers and are you willing to use them?"

"Haha...Xing, look, it's not difficult to accept that past. Since you can use this kind of power to deal with me, why don't you think about it, without me, you will live a mediocre life."

"Are you really happy that you can finally get revenge after waiting for so long? In this world, no one will call you Xing except me..."

"Your family members are worthy of you hating me for so many years? The father who lost his judgment after being seduced by me a little and kept me at home like a lover, even if he didn't move, he still wanted to look at me like this;

"After I learned that you were learning opera from me, I told you that your noble son should not get too close to low-class people like actors, and introduced various friends to your sister who were nice on the surface but dirty behind the scenes;

"And those servants who have endless gossip and always appear to be one thing but behind the scenes... just for them?"

The actor can't see Yu Xing's figure now, but this does not prevent his beautiful voice from flowing in the fog.

He is like a demon who tempts others into falling into the abyss, dominating their thoughts with deceptive words: "Try to thank me, and then use this power to do more interesting things, wouldn't you? Suppressing yourself is There will be no good results, you will only become a monster without the ability to think. Unlike now, although you are still a monster, you can think, feel, and be happy."

"It's better to follow your heart and convey those dark emotions to the world."

"Believe me, you will...get more happiness than killing me for revenge."

Jingle Bell……

The crisp sound of crystal collision sounded behind the actor. The actor turned around with a smile and saw a long-haired man in gorgeous green clothes with transparent crystal hangings floating in the air, looking down at him.

"I have to admit, it sounds nice." The folding fan in Yiqing's hand was closed, and he tapped it on his palm. His dark blue eyes were filled with admiration. The hem of his blue shirt automatically moved the crystal pendant without wind. Colliding with each other, "If what you said is true, then I agree with you. Killing the loser's family will definitely make a person very interesting~"

The actor didn't seem surprised that there would be a powerful green-shooting ghost here. He raised his head slightly and listened to Yi Qing's comments with grace.

Then his smile faded a little, his eyes turned to the surroundings, and he said: "I am very happy for your recognition. I am so lucky to have someone like you by my side. .”

He continued: "I guess the beginning of the next sentence should be but?"

Since Yiqing left his own world, this was the first time he appeared in front of someone other than Yu Xing. His keen sense of ghosts told him that the human being in front of him actually had such a powerful power.

And it is said that the number of actors standing here is only one-ninth.

The curiosity in Yiqing's heart keeps emerging. It's so interesting. I wonder what the outcome will be for a complete actor compared with him who has not been weakened by the system?

But this hypothesis cannot be realized for the time being, because his own current strength is also imprisoned by the system at a level consistent with Yu Xing's current strength.

"That's right~ But unfortunately, that's what I was supposed to say, but if you brought it up in advance, my beginning could only be 'yes', right?" Yiqing swooped down with green mist from the sky, beautiful The skin finally showed a trace of gray that belonged to the evil ghost.

A huge cold feeling squeezed towards the actor from all directions. The actor's expression remained unchanged and he even chuckled.

"But, Xiao Xingzi said, I can't listen to you, otherwise he won't let me go to any interesting place in the future." Yiqing grinned with a strange smile. He couldn't see where he was being coerced, but he was happy. Very.

The green shadow suddenly penetrated the actor's body, with a whistling coldness, and the surrounding green mist rolled crazily, forming a collapsing vortex.

The actor's body felt unreal for a moment, and then a thin line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

There were no visible wounds on his body, but his face under the mask was much paler than before, and even his eyes were a little darker.

"It's a pity that you can't kill me. That's the rule." He took out a square handkerchief that came with the character, wiped the corners of his mouth calmly and carefully, and then asked in a good-tempered manner: "This Mr. Qinggui who loves to play very much , please tell me, where did you hide Aixing?"

"Three minutes, half of it has passed. If you don't hurry up and kill me, don't worry, will I say anything detrimental to him during the live broadcast?"

The black box's effect is only within a two-meter radius of the user, which shows that Yu Xing is very close to him.

However, Qingwu is the only Qingwu ghost that is so weird that the actor who is restricted from using sacrifices couldn't find it for a while.

He just wanted to see Yu Xing more, and fixed his gaze on Yu Xing, not letting go for a second... He missed Yu Xing so much.

His fugitive artwork.

Now that I found it again, of course I have to take it back... right?

Yiqing whistled: "You have to thank this shameless system for putting so many restrictions on me. However, I just couldn't hold it in and came out to do some activities. By the way, I will pay you a fee in advance according to Yu Xing's request." Just a small gift."

"Are you still comfortable with the feeling of your soul being corroded?"

The actor felt the bone-gnawing coldness on his body, the ubiquitous pain and dizziness, and his smile gradually widened: "It's not bad. Thank you for the gift. I like it too."

"Since you like it, just accept a few more." Yu Xing was behind him, holding an exquisite and elegant Chinese candlestick in his left hand. In the candlestick, the red candle was burning quietly, and the candlelight was covered by the green mist. It was not reflected until this moment. At the feet of the actor.

The skin on the hand holding the candlestick continued to rot, then quickly grew intact. Repeating this process was extremely painful, and the rotten tendency was spreading to the arms, body, and face.

But Yu Xing endured the immense pain without even frowning. He saw the same symptoms appearing on the actor, and felt happy in his heart.