Doomsday Wonderland - v9 Chapter 2272 unreliable ghost

Chapter 2272 Unreliable ghost

"Get out of the way!"

At the same time Qing Jiuliu shouted angrily, he rushed forward and grabbed Yuan Xiangxi's collar, trying to pull him out from between those bare feet.

Although his reaction was quick, he was one step behind the human body hanging from the tree from the very beginning; when Yuan Xiangxi said "ahhh" and hurriedly greeted Qing Jiuliu's hand with his chest, his bare feet only slightly enlarged With a swinging arc, he firmly and precisely clamped Yuan Xiangxi's ears.

"What-"

Before the word "something" could be uttered, following the thin man's whistle, the soles of both feet obviously exerted their strength immediately, and the arches of the feet curved, wrinkling layers of creases; The two calves on the soles of the feet twisted sharply in mid-air, and Yuan Xiangxi's head was twisted in a circle involuntarily, and his face turned to the spine in a series of "click" sounds that made people feel tight. .

The face in the eyes was replaced by the back of the head, so that Qing Jiuliu couldn't help being startled, and retracted his hand unconsciously. Those feet split in mid-air, and Yuan Xiangxi's head was released, and he immediately fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Qing Jiuliu remembered that Yuan Xiangxi was a ghost in time, and his heart sank back into his stomach with a thud. He quickly lowered his waist, avoiding the feet that stretched out and kicked to reach him in mid-air, pulled Yuan Xiangxi's arm, and shouted: "Can you turn your head back?"

This kind of tactic of killing people is naturally meaningless when facing a lifeless target; Yuan Xiangxi smashed his face into the forest land, the back of his head shot into the sky, and he let out a tortuous groan from the soil.

Luckily this guy is a ghost!

"Get up," Qing Jiuliu didn't forget that there was a thin man staring at him beside him, he pulled him, and immediately fixed his eyes on the thin man again—unexpectedly, the man didn't take this opportunity to make a move, Instead, he still stood there motionless, as if he hadn't expected that someone could survive being twisted in the head 180 degrees.

"Uncomfortable..."

Out of the corner of his eye, Yuan Xiangxi sat up from the ground. His head hadn't turned back yet, the illusion was like a person being cut off at the waist; after sitting up, he held his head and turned his face back little by little.

"Are you all right?" Qing Jiuliu kept his gaze tightly on the thin man and Renben on the opposite side, and he had to be careful of the swaying bodies above his head, and asked without turning his head.

"Hmm..." Yuan Xiangxi got up slowly as if he hadn't recovered, and said, "I'm not a living person. I got a reward from the dungeon. After death, I can also exist as a ghost, so I don't care. will be hurt by this."

Qing Jiu stayed where he was, and slightly raised his eyelids when he heard the words.

When a piece of air was cut flat in the air behind his head, Qing Jiuliu's muscles shrank suddenly; the crisis shrank him into a heavy iron block, and he fell straight to the ground, letting the plane that cut the air, It almost brushed against the top of his head—he glanced at the end of his eyes and recognized it. It was a kind of thin thread that Lin Sanjiu got from a copy of the medical system.

The thin silk thread swept across the air, as if it had made some agreement with the surrounding space. Before the edge of the silk thread touched, everything in the space simply retreated and broke, making room for it.

The trunk of a big tree with two human bodies hanging on it opened a line of cracks amidst the dull creaking sound. The cracks became wider and wider, gradually tilted to one side, and finally slammed heavily on the nearby tree. There was a flock of flying birds in the distance.

Qing Jiuliu gasped and stood up again, and he found himself standing in a loose semi-circular encirclement.

The thin man is standing on the right side at the upper corner, and Renben is standing at the same level as him; on the left, Yuan Xiangxi is a few steps away, looking at him calmly, with the silk thread in his hand flickering slightly in the light of the forest Glossy.

"Why are you so slippery?" The skinny man missed another blow and became a little impatient. "How can you always run so fast?"

"Can you establish contact and communicate with humanoid but non-human things?" Although this is a question, Qing Jiuliu already has 80% certainty in his heart. "What are the conditions? After you meet them, they will touch one after another? It's like drumming and passing flowers. Those who are touched will fall into your ability?"

The thin man's face was slightly ugly, and he pursed his lips.

"I don't know whether to say you are quick-witted or stupid." He smiled, and a deep groove cut to his chin. "...Now, I can't let you go."

Kiyokuru didn't seem to hear it. "If my friend's big explanation just now was for me, it wouldn't be necessary at all, because I already knew it. In fact, it's because you want to know the answer, right? Those feet hanging from the tree As soon as you meet him, you realize that he is not a living person, but also one of the objects that can be manipulated by you..."

"Manipulation is so ugly," the thin man said with a smile, "there are equal and friendly exchanges between me and these things. He listened to what I said and felt that what I said made sense, so he decided to help me attack you. Why, you don't trust your 'friend'—"

He glanced at Yuan Xiangxi sarcastically, and made air quotation marks with his hands in the air, as if he felt that he was not even a living person, and it was really ridiculous for Qing Jiuliu to invite him as a friend. "...Do you have the ability to think independently?"

Qing Jiuliu glanced at Yuan Xiangxi.

The living ghost immediately nodded and said, "I think it's outrageous for you to sneak up on this big brother who didn't provoke you. Although we have friendship, friendship should not override justice." ..."

I think you look like Yiyi, Qingjiu cursed secretly in his stomach.

"Why are you attacking me?" The thin man asked Yuan Xiangxi in a friendly manner.

Qing Jiuliu raised his eyes, but Yuan Xiangxi didn't look at him at all, Xiaozuibaba said flatly, "Because you are the steward of a mysterious person's body. We believe that only by eliminating his steward can we Weaken the strength of that mysterious figure..."

Didn't this clearly know why he was attacked? How did Baba forget it when he was upholding justice just now? Qing Jiuliu held back his anger. Yuan Xiangxi is obviously a victim of some kind of evolutionary ability, and it's useless to vent his anger.

The thin man was stunned, as if he didn't understand, and asked what the word "body steward" was.

"For a long time, it turns out that you made the wrong person!" He finally burst out laughing, clapping his hands and said, "Unexpectedly, you found the wrong person, but you sent me a book... I knew you could be so simple." Tell me the answer, I still have to spend a lot of energy on people, but I haven't attracted anyone."

"How do you know Renben?" Qing Jiuliu asked.

"I rely on the 'non-human figure' to make a living. Will I not even do this little homework?" The thin man sneered, as if he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't answer the questions in his heart, and asked Yuan Xiangxi: "How did you know just now that the one who ran out first was Renben?"

"It's very simple." Yuan Xiangxi spread his hands and said, "Because Renben is under your control now—"

"No, no, it's an alliance, it's just an alliance." The thin man glanced at Renben and corrected him.

"Yes, the alliance," Yuan Xiangxi said, "it's a very simple logical inference. In my eyes, the two Qing Jiuliu retreated at the same time and opened up the distance, so I don't know who is the real person. Then I will After thinking about it, what is the purpose of Qing Jiuliu doing this? Ensuring safety is definitely not the only consideration, because it is meaningless and cannot guarantee much safety. Then there is only one, in order to remind other people, including me, that people are I won’t take the initiative to distance myself’.”

The thin man blinked his eyes a few times, as if he didn't understand, and was embarrassed to ask.

Yuan Xiangxi continued: "Well, since Qing Jiuliu has already thought of this, if he leaves directly, I will know which one is him—but we will face the risk of being dispersed. Since he didn't leave directly, then also It means that his action is to remind you, it is to send you a message...so when you let Renben run away first, I know it is Renben."

The thin man frowned, and looked at Qing Jiuliu again. "Then how do you know that he didn't get your reminder and left by himself?"

Qing Jiuliu looked at him and said with sympathy: "My action was seen by both of you at the same time, and both of you have also received the same reminder. Yuan Xiangxi is not a fool. If he and Renben leave at the same time , then I still can't tell who is Renben, what's the point? Then of course he has to stand still and see if you will let Renben go first - in other words, see if you will get a reminder before trying Come back and lie to us."

The thin man stared hard at a certain point in the air, as if he was still trying to figure out the logic; after a few seconds, he snorted.

"My doubts are resolved," he said coolly, "It's a pity that you chose to attack me in a place full of human figures."

His demonstration was unnecessary; because from just now, Qing Jiuliu had noticed that the human bodies hanging down from the surrounding air were moving slowly one by one.

Every week, I look forward to a day without updates on Saturdays, and now I am in trouble with happiness: I always want to make glutinous rice chicken by myself, and I even bought lotus leaves. Should I go out for a walk tomorrow, or How about making glutinous rice chicken at home...