Absurd deduction game

The boy seemed to sense something, so he turned his head at the last moment and happened to meet Yu Xing's eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment they met their eyes, the head of the rabbit doll in the boy's hand seemed to be raised, and then pressed down by one of the boy's hands.

After that, the boy didn't react at all. He calmly turned his head back and followed the team in the direction it should go. It seemed that to him, two unknown outsiders standing around the corner was not a big deal.

Yu Xing waited for two seconds and found that the viewing group did not go this way, which meant that the boy really did not inform the ghosts in the group of their existence. Is this a way to express goodwill?

"Have you seen it before?" Zhao Yijius teased, "For a moment, I felt his murderous intention, but when he saw us, or in other words, when he saw you, his murderous intention disappeared. Do you know him?"

"You are really perceptive. I didn't feel anything." Yu Xing spread his hands. He was definitely not as sensitive to breath as Zhao Yijiu, who was in the ghost state. There was no need for Zhao Yijiu to pay attention to such details. The above misled him, "According to what you said, maybe I have actually seen him - he has seen me, but I have not seen him."

Zhao Yijiu's eyes were strange: "Wow, my dear captain is very powerful and famous."

Why is it so weird?

Yu Xing really couldn't understand some of the details of Guijiu's mental journey. He shook his head: "We'll just have a look at it later. Let's go to the gate first."

Generally speaking, in a large venue like this, there will either be a large map drawn in the hall connected to the door, or a paper map and brochure will be placed on the shelf at the entrance. What's more, during the art exhibition, there will definitely be a The map indicates the types of paintings found in each location.

The problem now is that they don't know where their starting point is from the beginning. Now if they want to go around to the gate, there will inevitably be the danger of encountering the viewing group on the way, and there is also the danger of encountering the NPC in the venue. Maybe those paintings that look weird at first sight will turn into deadly ghosts.

Zhao Yijiu said: "Because you are so weak, I will tell you in advance whether there is any other scent ahead. You can go as you please. I believe in your luck. After all, you are 'lucky'."

Yu Xing did not refuse. Anyway, the name of his persona is also Xing. This word is very metaphysical to him. Who knows whether it is luck or misfortune. In short, he is still very confident in terms of memory. He will take the lead. At least there won't be any detours.

In this way, he first randomly chose a direction that suited his eyes, and then walked along the corridor, listening to see if any viewing groups were nearby, and observing whether there were any patterns in the paintings along the way. After walking a few passages, he Saw a stairwell.

There are stairs leading upstairs and downstairs, which shows that they are on the second floor of this three-story art museum.

Apart from the paintings on display and the viewing group, there is not a single NPC on the second floor, which is a bit strange.

"Want to go up to the third floor and have a look?" Zhao Yijiu saw Yu Xing stopping in front of the stairs and thought he was debating whether to go upstairs first.

"No, let's go downstairs." Yu Xing glanced at the third floor, and then walked straight downstairs. Zhao Yijiu had no objection at all and followed leisurely, like a large and fierce automatic following pendant.

When he went down to the first floor, the pendant finally moved. He stretched out his arm to stop Yu Xing, and said in Yu Xing's ear: "There is someone in front."

"Human?" Yu Xing had doubts about this term.

"Plague body, I feel... it's not a very strong aura." Zhao Yijiu leaned against the handrail of the stairs leisurely, "What should I do?"

Yu Xing tentatively sensed it. For him, there was the power of curse, and he could also feel the breath of some kind of ghost, but it was not very accurate. For example, now he couldn't know the plague that Zhao Yijiu mentioned. Whether the body is on his inevitable path.

If he was the only one here, he would really need to make more preparations, but it was different now. He had a teammate standing beside him.

So Yu Xing curled up the corner of his mouth and waved his hands very quickly to the shopkeeper: "Then I'll leave it to you."

Zhao Yijiu said in a long voice: "Why me?"

"Otherwise, what do you do? I said before when we made the plan that your position in the team is the pathfinder. Isn't now the time to test your professional skills? Come on, Pikachu." Yu Xing said forward. made a please gesture.

Zhao Yijiu was noncommittal, but he still straightened up and walked downstairs. He walked so carelessly that Yu Xing once thought that the so-called plague body was in front of him to trap him. In fact, he could avoid it without any effort at all. .

But then, the shadows on the edge of the wall squirmed, allowing him to feel the fluctuations in Zhao Yijiu's ability. Under the independent rules of this art museum, the shadow wizard's ability to travel seemed to be suppressed to an extremely uncomfortable range. Inside, at least this shadow is crawling very hard.

He stood here quietly waiting.

Half a minute later, Zhao Yijiu emerged from the shadow on the wall again, his blood-colored pupils filled with a hint of coldness and indescribable emotion, mostly covered by broken black hair.

"You can go around it," he said, "come with me."

Yu Xing consciously handed his hand to Zhao Yijiao, who took his arm and pulled him into the shadows. There was another brief and trance-like shuttle.

This time, Yu Xing did not lose consciousness completely because he was in the shadow. He squinted his eyes and barely looked at the images around him while traveling. He only felt that he had become an existence in another dimension, surrounded by black and occasionally white lines. There are some meaningless and messy patterns, and as soon as I see a little bit, I feel like my brain is going to explode, and a suppressed madness spreads silently from the bottom of my heart.

Yu Xing thought that if this was a world with dice, he would have needed to pass a sanity check by now because he was looking directly at the indescribable knowledge.

It was still the kind of test result where the sanity test failed, the sanity value was deducted, and the person almost went crazy.

Zhao Yijiu - or Zhao Yijiu in the state of being a ghost, regarded this as normal, as if these mind-exploding chaos were as common to him as breakfast every day.

Yu Xing's mind was also confused for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly thought that if Zhao Yijiu had been disturbed by such ghost consciousness and such indescribable things every day before entering the absurd deduction game, then it would be really hard for him to persevere. It's a miracle, not to mention that it is still a righteous path when it is divided. This difficulty is probably no less than that of him slowly suppressing evil from the mindless monster mind and changing back to human mind.

The next moment, the darkness in front of him suddenly faded away like a tide, and there were white spots of light in front of him. Zhao Yijiu led him into the spots of light with a leisurely expression, and everything suddenly became clear.

Feeling grounded under his feet again, Yu Xing steadied his body, and immediately looked around, and found that he was standing in the corner of a wide and glorious hall.

The hall is filled with extravagant taste with complexity and splendor. The chandelier above is made of gold, and the dark gold color shows mystery and nobility. There are soft sofa seats and crystal coffee tables around the hall, and there are several large paintings hanging on the walls. Ancient armors are placed on the shelves, and the topographic map of the museum and the activity introduction are also in opposite directions.

A tall, bald man stood at the foot of the stairs on the second floor, talking to a well-dressed woman. The woman let out amused laughter from time to time, and the hat on her head lowered her veil, making her face unclear. , only her silver hair can be seen.

"Ms. Linda, your paintings have been praised by everyone. Perhaps in the next auction, the one-eyed prince will be the most dazzling lot." The bald man had a smile on his face. Just by looking at it, he looked normal. Even the vocal organs are his own throat and mouth, but the figure over two meters tall swears that he is also a ghost, or it is probably a plague NPC.

Ms. Linda opposite is much shorter, about 1.7 meters, which is considered normal height. She is at a certain social distance from the bald uncle, which means that when they are talking, Ms. Linda does not have to look up at him. .

"By your auspicious words, The One-Eyed Prince is my most satisfying painting recently. I certainly hope that it will be cherished like a gem and bring me wealth. But I know that those painters are also very full of inspiration recently. , their paintings are equally excellent, I am not sure that I can beat them." Ms. Linda smiled and said modestly, "Compared to this, I am late and you have to wait for me in the lobby. I am really sorry, then. Let’s go up now.”

The two did not lower their voices when talking, and the hall was very empty, so a needle could be heard. All the contents of their conversation fell into Yu Xing's ears, and Yu Xing's lips curled up.

He was indeed very lucky. When he needed to walk around the hall and collect information, two people who threatened him were about to go upstairs. And judging from their conversation, they were the last two people left in the hall. of people, everyone else is upstairs.

There is no NPC on the second floor, indicating that the upstairs they are talking about should be the third floor.

In addition, in addition to the eight-hour art exhibition, they also have an auction to hold. This news is not in the notice outside the museum, and it should be a hidden plot.

After the bald man and Linda disappeared at the end of the stairs, Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu came out of the corner. He stopped for a moment and then quickly began to collect all the information in the hall.

The first is the topographic map of the museum. The topographic map of the three floors was drawn separately. Although it was a simple black and white line depiction, it gave Yu Xing a more intuitive impression of the distribution of the museum.

He noticed that this art museum was very large. He and Zhao Yijiu had just walked around one-third of the way on the second floor.

After using his instant memory to memorize the map, he turned to the event bulletin board. The content on the bulletin board was similar to the notice Zhao Yijiao mentioned, except for a count of people. The total number of visitors to this exhibition was one hundred. Twenty people.

More than a hundred ghosts gathered in this art gallery, but I don't know how many of them are outsiders... There are now a total of one hundred and twenty-two visitors.

Zhao Yijiu was still making his follower pendant, following Yu Xing without saying a word and watching his movements, as if he had completely given up on this kind of mental thing.

Yu Xing had the illusion that he was followed by a Samoyed.

He moved his eyes away from the event bulletin board and came to the coffee table in the middle of the hall. The coffee table was very exquisite. There were beige velvet blankets under the coffee table and sofa seats. Yu Xing touched the sofa and found a piece of it. It was cold, leaving no trace of body heat.

There was also a cold tea cup on the coffee table, which was also cold. It seemed that some time had passed since the exhibition started.

Zhao Yijiu said at this time: "Sick captain, do you want to sit down and rest for a while?"

Although time was tight, he had to say something sarcastic at this time to show his rebellion.

Yu Xing smiled and agreed: "Okay, I happen to be tired too."

After saying that, he really slumped down on the sofa under the gaze of Zhao Yijiu, and sighed comfortably: "The quality of the sofa is good, it's really soft."

It was indeed soft. The moment he sat down, his whole body sank in. The soft surface of the sofa seemed to want to hug him. It actually made his height of 1.85 meters turn into a small animal. Fragile.

Zhao Yijiu just looked at him with an expression like "No matter how you attract my attention, I will never ask you why you do this."

But after about ten seconds, his expression changed slightly.

Because Yu Xing seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper.

He was completely buried in the sofa. He was perfectly normal a moment ago, but now he was sinking as if he was trapped in a swamp. It was as if the bottom was not the surface of the sofa, but a puddle of mud from which he could not extricate himself, or a stomach that had been digesting food.

"Well, Captain, what are you doing? Do you want to show off in front of me and get eaten?" Zhao Yijiu had no choice but to pull Yu Xing out. Instead, he lay on the back of the sofa, leaned forward, and looked at Yu Xing's face below. , "Are you enjoying this?"

"That's not the case. I just wanted to test out what kind of furnishings there are in the art museum." Yu Xing struggled on his own, but without much effort, he pulled himself out of the sofa. He touched the clothes on his back. , commented, "It seems to be a monster sofa that can eat people, but it is too slow and has no deterrent effect. Unless someone presses me on the sofa and prevents me from getting up, it is like pressing my face into the water to think. It's like drowning me... Well, it's a strange facility, worth noting."

"Oh, it turns out you like this kind of gameplay." Zhao Yijiu looked at him teasingly, leaned forward again, stretched his hand towards his leg - then ignored him and pulled out a piece of paper from the seam of the sofa. come out.

This piece of paper was caught in the gap between the armrests of the sofa. It may be too light, or it may be because it is lifeless. In short, it did not cause the sofa to dent and swallow it, but it stayed in the gap.

The paper was a little wrinkled, but there were activity notes written in blood-red fonts.

"In this exhibition, there are a total of five fakes. I hope that all discerning viewing groups can find them. For every painting found, one will be eligible to stay and communicate with the artist alone after the exhibition."

"Fake paintings are very strange. Maybe when you find it, it also finds you."

Zhao Yijiu was sure that Yu Xing was not in a hurry because he found this piece of paper.