Absurd Deduction Game Chapter 834

"Good Samaritan, please help me!" The woman was already in tears, her voice was muffled by the sobs in her throat, her hands were red, desperate and helpless.

However, the deducers of the Dark Star Guild are already very vigilant. When encountering this kind of thing, they will remain motionless like a turtle huddled in its shell.

Women still can't open the door to "indifferent people".

She knelt down weakly, holding the child in her arms and crying.

This is the most real powerlessness of a mother when she cannot protect her child. No matter what kind of existence a woman is, what kind of memory does she have when she becomes active after twelve o'clock? In short, at this moment, Yu Xing can feel that she The emotions shown are real.

How strange...

Is this a "person" with distorted cognition? She won't think about why she hasn't seen daylight for a long time. She will only do what she wants to do according to her deepest obsession.

But.

Yu Xing sighed.

Even though the woman's eagerness was so real, he only heard a breath from her body.

The disordered breathing became more irregular as the woman cried and shouted, but the swaddled baby was quiet.

The baby wasn't breathing at all.

Another invisible branch penetrated the corridor and slowly approached the woman's arms.

The swaddling clothes are indeed a little thin, and the girdle is quite messy. It can be seen that the baby does not receive too detailed care, but the woman has tried her best.

The woman pressed her fingers tightly on the back of the swaddling clothes, holding the child in her arms like a treasure. If there was a calm and normal person standing next to her at this time, she would find that she was holding the child too tightly.

The child's face was pressed into her chest, leaving no room to breathe.

【This child has been dead for a long time. 】

The consciousness on the branch was transmitted back to Yu Xing's mind.

I don't know whether he was suffocated to death by his mother or froze to death, because his body was really cold. 】

The branches touched the baby's body at a certain distance, touching the coldness coming from the soul.

The poor woman didn't know that her child was dead. She was still begging others for something to keep the child warm.

—That's what it looks like at first glance.

The branch touched the woman's head again, and after a while it retracted, and the branch shook.

She has gone crazy, she smells crazy, she thinks her baby is not dead yet, but that makes no sense at all! 】

【She will do bad things for this! 】

【Can it be eaten? 】

“…Can't.” Yu Xing replied silently in his heart.

The branches he controls will always feel hungry, but he has confirmed that this hunger does not have to be satisfied, just like he wanted to drink blood when he was in chaos before. Even if he didn't drink, nothing would happen.

That is just the greedy will of chaos on the tongue, which will never die of hunger.

On the contrary, if he does not restrain the branches properly, but allows the branches to "eat" all kinds of strange things, his own consciousness will definitely be affected and polluted. At that time, whether he will control the branches, or the branches will control him, that is An unknown number.

He changed to a quieter and lazy branch and went out, and pushed the branch that was clamoring to eat the woman back to another dimension.

At this moment, a door opened a crack.

The woman turned her head suddenly and saw a pity-filled and cautious eye in the crack of the door.

Yu Xing heard it clearly in the room, and the child on the other side opened the door.

The child, who was only in his early ten years, listened to it in the room for a long time and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"You..." The child was a little timid, and the clothes he wore were not very thick. The exposed skin was covered with chilblains and cracks, and his little face was chubby, with remaining baby fat.

Even under this situation, he still felt compassion for the woman. He stretched out his hand from the crack of the door and held a piece of cloth torn from somewhere in his hand.

“This is for you, you can wrap it up for your little brother, er, or your little sister...”

The woman's eyes suddenly burst into light.

She rushed over, snatched the damage from the child's hands, wrapped the swaddling clothes in her arms thickly, and murmured to the baby with great joy: "Baby, is the baby warm? Baby, don't cry, we will definitely be able to do it." You made it through, please say thank you, brother? Ah, mom forgot that you can't speak yet, good baby.”

She smiled with tears in her eyes and coaxed her for a while, then turned to the child behind the door and said, "Thank you, thank you so much..."

The child was a little at a loss when facing this kind of thanks. At the same time, he gradually relaxed because of the woman's tenderness towards the child.

The door crack unknowingly opened wider, and the child murmured: "No, it doesn't matter. If I can make the baby survive, what I have done is nothing..."

The woman wiped her tears and made a breathy sound: "It's the little brother. My child is a boy. I thank you on his behalf. Really, without you, my child would really have to..."

The child pinched the corner of his clothes cautiously, unable to bear the thank you, so he changed the subject: "My little brother is so good. He has never cried once until now."

The woman's face froze, as if she remembered something when she heard this sentence.

She lowered her head and coaxed in a low voice: "The baby is so good. He knows he won't cause trouble to his mother and won't cry..."

“Baby, why don't you cry?”

The swaddled baby showed no response, its face was half covered by the cloth wrapped around it, and it was too "good" and quiet.

The woman's eyes gradually widened, and she randomly pulled the cloth in front of the baby.

The baby's purple face was exposed to the cold air.

The chubby baby's face and lips were purple, his eyes were closed tightly, and there were cracked skin from frostbite on his clamps. The flesh on his face was inelastic and hard.

The child on the side screamed in horror when he saw this scene. For a child who has not seen many things, a little brother who is about to freeze to death and a body that has already frozen to death are completely different things.

He couldn't even tell the difference between freezing to death and suffocating to death, but he was just instinctively afraid of death.

The woman was awakened by the scream.

She covered the baby's face fiercely, with confusion and hopeless fear in her eyes, her whole body trembling, and veins popping out of her hands.

"Baby…"

“Baby, why...why don't you cry?”

"It must be because of the cold. Yes, you must be frozen and scared, right? Don't be afraid. Mom is here. You are just frozen. Mom will find you something warm. Just wait for mom. Waiting for mom..."

The child behind the door calmed down and felt even more pitiful for the woman. He tried to comfort her: "Well, you have done a lot for him - ah!"

The child was pulled out from behind the door by the woman and fell to the ground. There was a hint of madness in the woman's eyes. She still repeated words such as "Baby, don't be afraid, wait for mother", and put the swaddling clothes aside first. On the ground, he crawled over and held down the surprised child.

"what are you doing!"

“Let me go, let me go!”

The child realized the danger and punched and kicked the woman who was holding him down. However, the woman seemed not to feel the pain and tore the child's clothes: "A little more, a little more and it won't be cold..."

"Your son is dead! What are you doing! These are my clothes!" The child burst into tears. Giving the woman a piece of cloth was a decision he had struggled with for a long time. If the clothes were taken away, he would also freeze. dead!

it's too cold.

It's really...too cold.

The child struggled violently and grabbed the woman's hand with both hands: "Your son is dead! Help! It's murder!"

"My son is not dead!" the woman roared and suddenly grabbed the child's neck, "Who are you cursing! No one can hurt my baby!"

The child's eyes widened, and the squeezing feeling on his neck made his bones begin to groan under load. His breathing was blocked, and the feeling of suffocation made him roll his eyes.

His strength is still too small, with thin arms and legs. Compared with an adult woman—especially compared with an adult woman who has fallen into madness, the power to resist is too insignificant.

The child soon became silent.

The woman, who was dressed roughly, took off all the clothes and sweater on the child. She turned around and held the clothes in front of the baby's body as if she was holding a treasure she had finally found. "Look, baby, such thick clothes can keep you warm! Mommy, put them on for you, okay?"

She dug out the baby's body from the mess of swaddling clothes. The clothes of a ten-year-old child were too big for the baby. The woman wrapped the extra corners around the baby, and raised the baby high with a flushed face: "Baby, what do you think? ?”

“Baby, you can make some sounds, right? Are you hungry? Or cold? Tell your mother, haven't you already learned to call her?”

The woman chattered endlessly, but the baby, who had been dead for a long time, naturally remained silent.

She gradually calmed down from the chaos.

Looking at the baby's stiff limbs, I realized that the string I had deceived had been stretched to the extreme, could no longer support it, and broke instantly.

She finally realized that the child was really dead.

Before realizing it, the woman turned her head little by little and looked at the innocent child lying on the floor... who had just been strangled to death by her.

She howled loudly.

The tears gradually turned into a deep color, and the transparent liquid turned into deep red. The blood and tears flowed gurglingly, forming a pool of blood on the ground at an extremely strange speed.

The woman was sitting on her knees in a pool of blood. The smell of blood radiated around, and was stronger than the usual smell of blood, straight into her nose.

Yu Xing was not spared. He smelled the smell of blood and his body began to stiffen. Bits of ice first condensed on his hair and eyebrows, and then gradually covered the surface of his skin.

He was lying on the bed as if he were lying in an ice coffin.

It became difficult to bend the joints, and the whole body became as stiff as a corpse.

The extreme cold spread to his nerve endings. Yu Xing experienced the impact of the woman outside the door, and quickly judged the essence of the impact. He felt that it was almost over, and slowly exhaled.

The breath condensed into white mist in the air, and the power of the curse in the body seemed to have met an annoying enemy. It spontaneously condensed and ran rampant under the surface of the body. Wherever it went, not to mention ice particles, even the coldness was like It disappeared as if it had never existed.

This is not real freezing, it is just an illusion caused by the smell of blood to the brain, giving the brain the illusion that the body is about to become a corpse.

His body regained the ability to move in an instant. With a thought, the branches extending into Zhang Yu's room stretched out from the ceiling and turned into entities. He tried to toss and turn to relieve the cold. As a result, his brain was also slowed down by the freezing effect, and he almost turned over. Zhang Yu got out of bed and was tightly tied up.

"Ah!" Zhang Yu in the room was first startled by the sudden thick branch, and then recognized that it was the same branch that the captain used to skewer the mongoose when he killed the mongoose outside the town.

He immediately stopped struggling and was restrained.

It seemed that it was not an illusion. Once he realized that the captain was coming, the cold feeling seemed to subside a lot and it was no longer so uncomfortable.

Even if things outside try to freeze it into popsicles, the captain won't let it go, right?

Here, Zhang Yu was honest, and Yu Xing turned his attention to the corridor.

Similar to the problem faced by Zhang Yu, even if some people are awake under normal circumstances, their thinking will be slowed down when the ice comes, and they will have a false perception of imminent death.

As a result, they may forget to lie down in bed.

Hunter will not necessarily run out of bed, but may sit up or fall down.

For example, the Dark Star member opposite him.

Zhizhi had already gone to the man's room to observe the situation.

Sensing the approach of death, the members of Dark Star responded immediately. A strange-looking bottle appeared in their hands, and a stream of resentment came out of the broken mouth of the bottle.

Those resentments swirled in the air, turning into transparent ghost faces with trailing tails, trying to dispel the cold.

Yu Xing's perspective was from the third perspective. This time, he could clearly see that neither this Dark Star member nor Zhang Yu just now had any trace of freezing on their bodies.

But the person involved had been blinded by fantasy. The Dark Star member seemed to be troubled by the ice. The resentment condensed on his right arm, which was temporarily free of movement. He took the opportunity to slap his leg with a palm, as if he wanted to break the ice. .

Obviously, the force of this palm was completely unblocked by the so-called ice layer and was applied to his body.

The ruthless force brought the sound of broken bones, causing the Dark Star member to cry out in pain. His dizzy head did not have time to process too much information. He prioritized his priorities and subconsciously sat up and checked his legs. of injuries.

At the moment he violated the behavior of "lying down", a spatial fluctuation came from his room.

　When the space has been stable, people most of the time will not notice anything. Only when things that they originally thought were normal are broken, people will be surprised to find that there was such a layer of things before that.

Yu Xingxing saw the barrier shrouding the other party's room through the encounter of the Dark Star members.

The invisible barrier melted away with the fluctuations at this moment, and the pool of blood spreading wider and wider in the corridor was like a wild dog that smelled the smell, and suddenly flowed crazily towards the crack of the door of this Dark Star member.

First, he tentatively flowed into a pool, and found that there was no obstruction. The pool of blood immediately bubbled up actively. The Dark Star member who had been trapped seemed to not be able to see the blood seeping into his room, and allowed the blood to flow into his room. Under the bed, climb up the rock bit by bit.

The resentment hovering in the air screamed urgently, but it could not wake up the owner who was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, his eyes already blank.

Soon, the blood climbed onto the bodies of the Dark Star members.

Yu Xing's branches had already moved out of the way, and had changed from crawling along the ground to winding around the ceiling. From a bird's eye view, Yu Xing saw the members of the Dark Star being silently covered in blood.

After a while, the other party started to collapse.

The skin of the Dark Star members slowly dissolved, and the blood surging in the body rushed out from the cracks in the skin, and the bones and meridians also became part of the blood.

Only flesh and blood is left without any support, but it still maintains its human form.

Yu Xing recognized what it was at a glance.

—A flesh and blood ghost.

It's the kind of flesh and blood ghost that relies on hurting the deducer to advance to the form of a ghost in human skin or a ghost in red. I don't know whether it is to **** the ritual robes or simply to kill the still living deducers.

It turns out that those who violated the rules before were alienated by this blood?

The Dark Star member was left with only flesh and blood, and the resentment he summoned lost its owner. It changed its previous eagerness to protect the master, and dissipated excitedly and freely into the air, and ran away to no one knows where.

The blurry flesh and blood slowly squirmed up from the bed, found a corner of the room, squatted down, and piled itself into a ball of rotten flesh whose outline was even more unclear.

“It's so cold...” the woman in the corridor murmured with blood in her eyes.

Except for the rooms and empty houses where the living lived, the blood seemed to be in a deserted place. The closed doors were opened one after another, and the "people" who could not move before came out one after another.

They looked at the bodies of the woman and the two children beside them with smart expressions. They were surprised and angry at first, and then subtly turned into desire.

"You actually killed a child, are you still a human being?" A short man with sinister features screamed at the door of his room. "Look, everyone, this woman has gone crazy. She killed someone! If she is kept here any longer, what will happen to her?" Maybe she will do something else!”

"Oh my God, it's Xiao Yangyang." The short and fat girl covered her mouth with her frostbitten hands, "Xiao Yangyang's parents are both dead. He has persisted for so long alone. How can you bear it! Why? Be patient!”

“Get this woman out quickly!” More and more people responded to the call.

Ten rooms, more than ten people came out, some looked like husbands and wives, some looked like brothers. They stood in a pool of blood without realizing it. They were gradually overcome by excitement and rushed towards the woman.

The short and fat girl couldn't squeeze in front, so she could only shout loudly: "Don't waste her clothes! Let me wear them! I am the only woman!"

There was a louder voice in the crowd: "Fart, can you wear her clothes? Fat woman! Who cares about men's and women's clothes at this time? The quilt I was assigned last time was the thinnest, so give it to me!"

In the chaos, the woman was stripped naked and dragged out of the corridor by a pair of hands in a daze.

This is probably what they call "expulsion".

The bodies of the two children, who had caused outrage among the public, lay unnoticed.

Quickly divided up the few and pitiful clothes, and people returned to their respective rooms cursing. The wounds on their bodies were like victims, but the expressions on their faces were like demons.

The blood sank into the ground without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The corridor became quiet again. Zhizhi watched those people return to the room. At a certain moment, they all stopped moving and became like dummies again.

The child's body disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even the branches could not be seen clearly.

The next second, "Little Yangyang" who was strangled to death by the woman appeared in his room again, holding a gadget made of broken newspapers in his hand.

The expelled woman once again held the baby in her arms, sat neatly on the edge of the bed, and stared blankly ahead.

On the fourteenth day of weight loss, I lost 6.2 pounds...

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