Absurd deduction game

In the cold corridor, there was a silent malice coming from the corpse.

Yu Xing rubbed his temples, gave a slight middle finger to the corpse that was obviously attracting his attention, and walked over without looking away.

His back disappeared into the darkness, silence enveloped him, and the body suddenly turned its head.

…

Yu Xing met the corpse five times. The fourth and fifth times, the corpse was still leaning on the corridor, but the head turned to the front of the corridor for some reason.

Children began to appear on the murals.

The young boys and girls have simple expressions, lying on the low table holding a brush and silently writing their homework. They are lively and cute in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The illness of the old and the maturity of young men and women have nothing to do with children. The mural reliefs are becoming more and more full and crowded. The beauty of the art is destroyed, leaving only a sense of fragmentation.

By the end, the baby appears.

The plump human cub was held in the arms of the old man, his big eyes full of hope and curiosity about the world.

Their little arms like lotus roots stretched out their swaddling clothes and waved them in the air.

Yu Xing seemed to hear a few babies crying.

He shook his head, knowing that this was an hallucination that could easily occur in a claustrophobic space.

No need to pay attention.

When he was about to pass by the corpse for the fifth time, something in the dark finally lost its composure.

"Jingle Bell……"

The wind chimes made a pleasant sound, and a dull, hoarse human voice came from the corpse's mouth.

【Do you really want to leave like this? 】

Yu Xing raised his eyebrows, turned to look at the corpse, and said jokingly: "I thought you were going to stay silent forever. After all, you have been following me all the way, so you can continue to follow me, right?"

"Maybe I'll be scared crazy by you who can't get rid of you~"

These words sounded a bit mocking, and the corpse probably knew it and did not continue to follow his words.

The corpse's mouth didn't move, and it was unknown which organ the voice came from. It was a bit quiet, not like the corpse itself was talking, but rather like a higher being borrowing the corpse to talk to Yu Xing.

[Life is short, and after decades, the best time will be wasted. 】

【Have you noticed it already? Fortunately. 】

The voice directly called Yu Xing's name, as solemn as a god and as rich as a bell.

[Growing old, worried in middle age, frustrated in youth, trapped in youth, people are struggling with possession and loss throughout their lives. Even babies who have just been born into this world cannot escape fear. 】

[People have been approaching death since birth. Death is both the starting point and the end point. 】

Yu Xing folded his arms and listened to "him" speak, and chuckled slightly when he heard this.

The Yin-Yang Corridor was indeed a bit divine. He didn't feel much about the murals at first, but he later discovered it.

The subject of the mural is not "a family" but "a person".

From old age to dying, to middle age, to youth and then to infancy, this is a review of a person's life.

Fate has yin and yang, and people have life and death. The murals in the corridor are trying to tell a story - a story about life, death and destiny.

Of course, the mural cannot be placed here for no reason. Every time the corpse appears, the mural goes back one stage. It is now a baby and it is time to see it.

"What do you want to say?" Yu Xing no longer looked at the corpse, but looked up into the void. He knew that the thing that was really talking to him must be "up there."

[I want you to make a choice. 】

said the voice.

[Life is death, death is life, and the Yin-Yang Corridor is not without an end. You have reached the end. Next, whether to move forward or look back is the choice you have to make. 】

The yellow talisman was blown by the wind, and suddenly there was a dark wind with no source, as if it was blowing from the underworld.

A smile appeared on Yu Xing's face: "As I go along, the murals are the most intuitive reminder. From now on, I am getting older and older, and going forward, I am getting smaller and smaller. If I choose to look back..."

"I will definitely turn into a dying old man."

The voice said nothing about it.

"It seems that as long as you are a normal person, you will choose to move on." Yu Xing raised his hand and stroked the texture of the mural relief, "But -"

"Life is death, death is life, and life and death are a cycle. At least the old man is still alive, but if I move forward, what will be waiting for me after I am past my infancy?"

A baby is a new baby.

Before rebirth, there is only death.

Ahead is death.

[So, your choice is to turn back? 】

The voice seemed to sigh inaudibly.

[In that case, let’s walk backwards. 】

"No." Yu Xing suddenly rebelled, "My choice is to move forward."

【……】

The closed corridor fell into silence for a moment.

Some people really can't reason with him. One second they conclude that moving forward means death, and the next second they choose to move forward.

Yu Xing didn't care what "him" thought, he just stepped forward.

The voice didn't stop him, but asked in surprise after he took a few steps.

【Why? 】

[You clearly guessed the cycle of life and death, why did you make such a choice? 】

Yu Xing kept walking and said leisurely: "Because - this is a trap."

"The cycle of life and death is just the first level. It is just a legend. In fact, people only have one life, from birth to death, and they are gone after it is over."

"When I entered the corridor, the murals on both sides were blurry and almost unclear, making it difficult to understand. It was only after I saw the corpse for the first time that I saw the old man on the mural."

"So what was it about the mural that I didn't understand at first? I guess after the old man, it was death."

"When I look back, I take the initiative to walk towards death step by step."

When Yu Xing said this, his throat felt inexplicably itchy, as if he had collided with something that could not be said.

He rang the wind chime: "Of course, the most important thing is that I recognized the identity of the corpse."

[Did you recognize him? 】

"Hmm, he is me, right?"

After telling the truth in an understatement, Yu Xing touched the goose bumps on his arms.

The five corpses he saw were all his own.

Although the corpse's face was covered in blood scabs, the figure was still recognizable. Due to death, the body had dried up a lot, but the skeleton was consistent with his.

And in the gap between the blood scab, under the left eye, there was a mole.

When Yu Xing passed the corpse for the first time and stretched out his hand to test the temperature, he had already seen it up close. At that time, he knew that he was the one who had hanged himself.

But he acted so calmly that he really deceived the Yin-Yang Corridor.

"The corpse is on my way. As long as I look back, I will be the corpse." Yu Xing has passed another corner, and the mural is about to end.

"But if I don't look back, the corpse and I will always be separated."

[But there is also death ahead of the baby. 】

The voice was still calm. He had neither good intentions nor malice, just like a conscientious recorder.

Yu Xing laughed out loud: "You just told me what is in front of the baby. You said that the Yin-Yang Corridor is not without an end. I have already reached the end."

After the last corner, there is a door ahead.

Yu Xing watched the door slowly open in front of him and said easily: "There will be no more murals in front of the baby stage, because, in the end, the end of life is not death, but the exit."

The door opened quietly, and there seemed to be an antique room behind the door.

[You passed the test of the first section of the Yin-Yang Corridor. 】

[Then, let’s keep going. 】

[Life and death are free. Those who control their destiny will never be troubled by life and death. Give it a try, Yu Xing, will you be the one recognized? 】

[You are not the only one who faces the test in the second paragraph...]

"Yo, you're here?"

The door was completely opened, and Yu Xing saw the person behind the door.

The green gown is dotted with jingling crystal ornaments, the long black hair is tied up in wolf hair, and the face is as gentle as jade.

During the copy, Yi Qing, who had been missing for a long time due to distance and difficulty in contacting him, smiled and waved to Yu Xing: "Come in and sit down, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yu Xing twitched his lips and stepped forward without hesitation, and the door closed behind him.

The room was not big, about the size of a bedroom in his home during the Republic of China. There was an Eight Immortals table in the center and imperial concubine tables along the wall.

The window behind the bed was gray and could not see the outside world, but at least it was much more open than in the corridor.

"...Are you the first person to look directly at the totem and enter the Yin-Yang Corridor?" Yu Xing didn't even want to ask Yiqing how much he knew. This old ghost had a behind-the-scenes deal with the system, so he must be very clear about it.

"Yes, besides you, there are two other people on the road. We have to wait for them to come before the second section of the road starts." Yiqing smiled and poured a cup of tea for Yu Xing. The tea was cold and refreshing. .

"You obviously came later, but you walked faster than them. Do you know why?"

The green-shooting ghost floated up, lay on Yu Xing's head, and asked with a smile.

"Zhao Yijiu walks with the actor, and the test he encounters must be different from mine." Yu Xing waved his hand and pushed Yi Qing away, "Don't pull me."

"Oh, you're wrong. It doesn't matter what the test is. What's important is that those two people...have more things in their hearts than you."

Yi Qing sat on the exquisitely carved chair and sipped tea: "You left without hesitation because you now understand your own heart. You are not confused or hesitant, and those two people are different."

"This has nothing to do with strength. They each have their own obsessions and weaknesses, so they need to spend more time."

"The Yin-Yang Corridor... and the Yin-Yang City behind it are the most dangerous places I know, bar none. Anyone who comes here is like an ant."

"Ant?" Yu Xing's choice of words was somewhat unexpected and clear. Even if he was an actor with... that kind of strength, would he still be an ant?

"In life and death, everyone is equal." Yi Qing said with a smile, "All those who think they are special have just never seen the real Yin Yang City."

"To put it in a more understandable way, Yin Yang City is a copy of the game, and its dangers are something that even the real level cannot resist."

I keep writing as I write, because I want to finish the first section of the corridor. a little late