Absurd deduction game

Ash was dripping with water, and he praised in awkward Chinese: "San, thank you for your great virtue."

Yu Xing looked at Ash innocently, as if she didn't understand why Ash said this.

Ash was just joking. He was a mercenary who licked blood at the tip of his knife. Of course, he came into contact with the strange fish only after he was well prepared. He could ensure his own safety.

However, the appearance of the strange fish still shocked him. He had never seen such a ferocious mutant fish in his life.

After having a full meal, the team members who had just chatted together fell asleep for most of the time, leaving a few people to watch the first half of the night. Carlos was also very tired. He had to rush again and had to connect the paper man mentally. However, his body was weak. Not bad, but mentally exhausted.

After saying hello to Yu Xing, Carlos went to sleep in the corner.

The ones keeping vigil were a few men with quite aggressive personalities. They were the type that you would know when you saw them on the street that they were not easy to deal with.

According to Carlos's previous introduction, apart from the young "geography student", the remaining three were from a family of tomb robbers.

Their appearance was not very aggressive, but their momentum was more important. A few of them sat around and whispered about some channels for buying and selling ghost artifacts and antiques. They looked particularly like a gang that killed people and sold stolen goods.

Compared with them, the black-haired young man sitting alone on the parcel was made to look extremely innocent, even though he had a straight face and a somewhat gloomy temperament.

Yu Xing had enough rest, so he didn't sleep either. Instead, he sat near the door and "admired" the night view, looking at the other night watchmen from time to time.

He didn't hide his eyes. The black-haired young man noticed it first and responded with a vaguely impatient look. After a while, he asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with you?"

The two of them sat close to each other so that their conversation would not disturb the sleeping person.

"No, I just think you are a bit similar to a friend of mine." Yu Xing smiled, "He is also so cold."

"..." The young man was not interested in Yu Xing's friends. He responded casually and planned to withdraw his attention.

Yu Xing said again: "Lin, Carlos asked me to tell you something."

The black-haired young man's name in the team is Lin, and I don't know if this is his last name.

Lin then looked at him seriously: "Say."

Yu Xing told Lin the problem about the number of people before eating. Looking at Lin's slightly frowning brows, he repeated Carlos' instructions: "He hopes you will find an opening and mark the thing that sneaked into the team. "

Lin is good at Feng Shui, but he is extremely flexible in using it. He is not only the team's helper in finding ancestral halls around the world, but he can also use the small Feng Shui aura of people to identify some things that are difficult for ordinary people to distinguish.

Another person in the team who can do divination can also find the ghost, so Carlos said that they have many ways to deal with the ghost, not just talking.

It's just that divination has greater limitations, so it's more appropriate to leave this matter to Lin.

After listening to Yu Xing's words, Lin, who was only in his early twenties, had a young appearance. He nodded: "I will handle it."

It means there is no rush yet.

Yu Xing conveyed his message, not to disturb Lin's thoughts, and silently looked at the shadows of the trees outside the window.

The sky was very dark, and the moon was hidden behind the dark clouds that gathered silently. He squinted his eyes for a long time, and felt that it was going to rain again during the day.

Rain may have some impact on entering Live Tail Lake, but Yu Xing is not in a hurry. Before taking the team down to the lake, he must first obtain the results of the exploration of ancestral halls around the world, as well as a map drawn after clarifying the distribution of ancestral halls.

Judging from the appearance of this team, they must know some information that other forces don't know. They found the location of the tomb in the first place. Unfortunately, someone in the team had an accident at home and betrayed this information in order to collect money.

Now the traitor has been removed from the list, but because of the years of friendship and the fact that things happened for a reason, everyone did nothing else to punish the traitor.

These things were all tricked out by Yu Xing from the team members while eating.

He stayed for a while and felt bored. He remembered what he had done when he was bored in Coffin Village and quietly took out the painting tube.

This time, the conditions were not as good as those in Coffin Village. There was not even an easel. Yu Xing took the painting tube and sat behind the square table in the ancestral hall, and spread a piece of drawing paper on it.

Three people from the family of tomb robbers attracted their attention. One of them, the most elegant man wearing glasses, got up and walked to him and looked at him for a while.

He asked doubtfully: "What are you...?"

Yu Xing took out his brush and ink. This time he stopped painting with oil and switched to ink painting. After his brush was wet, he said matter-of-factly: "Can't you see? I'm going to paint."

Man with glasses: "...Oh." I can see it, but the question is, which normal person would draw at this time?

Moreover, this person named San really prepared drawing paper? After hearing what Carlos said, he thought San only had knives in his painting tube.

Yu Xing was idle. He felt that the scenery outside was pretty good. Every time he came to this deduction world, he especially liked drawing, maybe because of the influence of the characters.

He ignored the bespectacled man watching the fun next to him, and drew an old and depressing door with a few strokes with the tip of his pen.

The door is open, and the sky outside is covered with light gray and left white. The shadows of the trees are long and sharp, like ghosts, with a strong sense of gloom and weirdness. The painting is more terrifying than the original.

Yu Xing had almost no idea, and what he drew was completely consistent with his identity as a "horror painter" in this deduction world. The painting he drew last time seemed to have been picked up by Xiao Xuechen and thrown away when he left that place.

This time, he decided to leave the painting in the ancestral hall, so that if someone came to see it, he could take it out and sell it for money.

The bespectacled man watched in fascination. When Yu Xing stopped writing, he was shocked to realize that he had been standing there for more than half an hour without moving.

The bespectacled man took a step back, and the person behind him cried out in pain: "Damn it, you stepped on my toes!"

"..." The man with glasses turned around and saw his two companions and Lin Du, who was usually not curious about painting, standing behind him and looking like he had just woken up.

The person who was stepped on was a middle-aged man with long hair. He looked very elegant, but he was the roughest talker among the people who were awake now.

"You can confuse people with your paintings." Lin was knocked back to his senses by the person in front of him and frowned, "Is this your ability?"

"No, I'm just painting." Yu Xing's paintings are inherently pleasing to the eye, with smooth flow, and the things presented can greatly stimulate the viewer's senses. Anything that is beautiful to a certain level will make people fascinated. The painting he painted is one of them.

Yu Xing is quite confident in his painting skills. He can make others stop by his side without any means.

Lin didn't seem to believe it after hearing his answer. Although he thought San's paintings were indeed beautiful, maybe he was deceived into feeling this way?

Lin carefully observed Yu Xing's body. His pupils became lighter, as if there were changes in the wind and clouds, but there seemed to be nothing at all.

Originally, he wanted to see if Yu Xing had the ability to confuse, but as he watched, his eyes became more and more doubtful.

Ordinary people, in addition to their own appearance and posture, will have a sense of Zen if they hang a jade pendant that has been consecrated by an eminent monk. Those who have learned Taoist knowledge and wear peach wood with talismans will have Taoism. meaning.

By analogy, if someone has evil intentions, such as someone who kills someone but still carries the murder weapon with him, the feng shui field will also be full of evil; if he has evil things ready to harm others, the feng shui field will be turbid, and Lin can identify it with just one glance. Because of this kind of person, he helped the police a lot and became quite popular in the school.

In general, a person's Feng Shui field is limited by his or her personality, the things he carries with him, and the location of the items. The same thing, worn on different people or even in different positions, will produce different auras. Lin's home is naturally full of feng shui. Will inherit the eyes that can see this kind of aura.

He found that the feeling on San's body was very messy, as if there were many things affecting this person's strength and luck, some were turbid, some were smooth and spiritual, and when they were blended together, they not only did not destroy each other, but reached a strange balance. .

He looked at it for a long time and finally closed his eyes: "The Feng Shui field on your body is so strange..."

Yu Xing could roughly guess what Feng Shui field he was referring to. As for the clutter, it was probably due to the sacrifices and personas.

The persona carries the strongest personality aura, and his own physique is special. Of course, Lin can't tell anything about it.

The NPC didn't know about the mask and would only think that he was special. Presumably, either Lin didn't look at Carlos's Feng Shui aura, or Carlos used some means to change his aura to one similar to the NPC's.

"Everyone has secrets. You have them, and so do I. It's not surprising." Yu Xing smiled at Lin, intending to comfort this frustrated young man.

Lin was silent for a moment and nodded.

"You're right, I'm a little curious about you." He was so straightforward that he almost said, "I think your Feng Shui field is very strange, so I decided to observe and study you."

Yu Xing checked the painting that had dried slowly due to the humidity in the air, and packed up the things indifferently.

He actually brought meticulous painting tools, but they were used to copy the murals.

There was a lot of delay tonight, the first half of the night was almost over, and the night watchers were about to be rotated.

Lin was too tired, so Ash took his place and got up happily.

After a good sleep, everyone felt much better. Except for the injured Yunika and the sleepy Shijiu, who did not participate in the rotation, the rest were very conscious.

Carlos put on his coat and patted Yu Xing on the shoulder: "You go to sleep, I will take your place."

Yu Xing said: "Okay, remember to look at the painting for me. It's not dry yet. Once it's dry, put it in a corner so that it doesn't get wet by the fish."

Carlos stretched for a moment and said incredulously: "Painting? Did you paint again just now?"

Before Yu Xing could answer, he saw the drawing paper placed on the square table.

After leaning over to admire it, Carlos gave a thumbs up: "You are indeed a well-known painter. You are robbing tombs and thinking about your job."

Yu Xing was too lazy to argue, so he rolled over and fell asleep.

…

After falling asleep, he seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, the cyan figure was blurry, but the jingling pendants on its body and the black hair that reached its ankles were impressive.

Amidst the clashing sounds of crystals, the cyan figure pushed him, who was standing there, towards a coffin.

"What do you want me to do?" Yu Xing felt that his mind was stagnant, as if his soul had not caught up with his body. He subconsciously followed towards the coffin, and the voice of inquiry echoed, floating in this space.

The cyan figure came to him, opening and closing his mouth as if talking, but Yu Xing couldn't hear it. Except for the shaking of the crystal and his own voice, there was silence in his ears.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the cyan figure grabbed his hand and pressed it to the coffin lid.

Suddenly, a strong joy and melancholy surged into his heart at the same time. Yu Xing felt that he was much more awake. He maintained this posture and looked at the cyan figure. The figure's face was still unclear, but it felt very familiar to him.

"Yiqing, why are you here?"

Isn’t the Dreamland of Photography temporarily blocked? Oh, got it, he's dreaming now.

Dreamland is the most free place for Yiqing. Perhaps in the dream, Yiqing can defy the ability of some rule-level sacrifices.

Yiqing shook his head, pointed at the coffin, and let go.

His mouth was still opening and closing, saying words that Yu Xing couldn't hear, and then he slowly retreated, his figure becoming more and more blurry and faint, until he disappeared.

Yu Xing could only recognize the shape of Yiqing's mouth before disappearing - "Remember it, remember you, I can only help you so far."

…

Early the next morning, Yu Xing was woken up by a push. For a moment, he thought it was Yi Qing pushing him, but his consciousness came back and he knew it was impossible before he opened his eyes.

After a nap, Yu Xing was in good spirits and didn't feel angry to get up.

The hand on his shoulder was still increasing its strength, and then it moved a little too much to his face, rubbing his face as if taking advantage, and then pushed his head. The girl's irritable voice sounded not far away.

"Get up San, get up, get up, get up -"

"..." Yu Xing opened his eyes, the sky was bright, and his eyes were clear.

Shijiu's movements froze, and she smiled coquettishly. She thought her movements were natural and took her hand back, pretending that nothing happened.

Just at this time, Carlos's voice full of laughter came from behind Yu Xing: "Nineteen, how can you call him like this? You have to say, San, get up for me quickly, or I will break your neck." Small--"

Yu Xing suddenly turned around and caught Carlos off guard, "What's the matter?"

"Fuck, you're awake~" Carlos stopped talking immediately.

He is just too familiar with poetry and wine, and he usually has no sense of propriety in his words. He also likes to joke with some meaty jokes.

The original intention was to make fun of poetry and wine, but who knew that Yu Xing was already awake and heard his words.

Good guy, the person teasing you behind the scenes has been discovered!

Carlos is not embarrassed anyway, it must be others who are embarrassed.

Yu Xing stared at Carlos, lowered his gaze, and made a scoffing sound of unknown meaning.

Carlos: "...?"

Shijiu: "..." It seems that he was involved in the boy's inexplicable desire to win.