It was no different from what Yu Xing guessed. The sky in the world in the painting soon became dark.
Like a wildfire spreading out of control, a black tide covered the sky from far away, and the gray and white clouds rolled up as if accelerating, turning from white to black.
In the field of vision, the river bank became blurred, and the sounds of people walking became less and less. It seemed that in an instant, those people disappeared.
A cold wind blew from the river, faintly carrying the cry of ghosts, and indistinct whispers whispered in the air. In just a short time, the entire riverside changed.
"Zhao Yijiu's" legs were exposed outside the red skirt, and he shrank in due to the cold. He almost maintained a sitting posture and watched the sudden changes in the situation, his face gradually becoming serious.
Obviously, when the world in the painting enters darkness, the terrifying atmosphere hidden during the day is revealed. There is only one old man fishing, not far away from him.
Suddenly, it seemed like there were only a few people left in the whole world. He was sitting here, and next to him stood a fashionably dressed woman named Yu Xing. She stood next to him so naturally, quietly looking at the river.
On the other side, two girls in school uniforms stayed together with the same caution. On the other side of the river, a girl in a white skirt held her chin, sitting on a pony, a little lonely, looking at them on the other side with bright eyes, as if watching something happen.
Mime.
“Is this really okay?” Zhao Yijiu suddenly asked, his voice traveling a distance along the silent river and falling into the ears of the girl in school uniform.
What? What can be done?
The chef and his companions immediately concentrated their attention. They were all waiting for the ghosts in the river to attack, but the competitors seemed to have other ideas?
Yu Xing heard Zhao Yijiu's question, leaned down and replied in a low voice: "Listen to me, no problem."
He suppressed his voice, and the chef and others couldn't hear him, and they became even more worried and curious.
There can't be a conspiracy, right? The chef thought, and then sneered. He was the one who took the initiative to activate the ghost in this painting. Everyone is on the same starting line. Even if the deducer thought of some way to scheme against people, it was just in a hurry.
No way, what does he have to be afraid of?
Therefore, the chef and his companions made a calm gesture, prepared to wait and see what happens no matter what the deducer tried to seduce them to do.
Zhao Yijiu paid no attention to the psychological activities of the chef and the others. He turned around and said to Yu Xing: "You really want to..."
"This is the best way." Yu Xing smiled and hugged Zhao Yijiu's neck very unrestrainedly, "Those two people may not have noticed all the information revealed by the pedestrians during the day. At most, they know that the ghost in the river is a
Young girl, and looking for a girl to be a substitute... not everyone is as smart as me~"
When they first entered the painting, they also walked around the river bank, and then sat here without moving at Yu Xing's request.
Yu Xing said that when the two women were chatting, he heard that the girl who jumped into the river first had a very good family background, and it seemed that the reason why she jumped into the river was also related to her family.
In the version the woman chatted with, it was said that the girl had a boyfriend with no money and was opposed by her family, so she had a conflict with her family. The family sent the girl's brother over to try to drag the girl back home and not let her go.
When she met her boyfriend again, she jumped into a river in anger in front of her brother.
Yu Xing dismissed this version of the plot. He searched for news about the river on the cell phone of the woman he possessed, and also saw part of the surveillance video along the path. He was more inclined to think that the boy was the girl.
The friend took advantage of the girl's feelings and tricked her into the river...
The opposition in the family may be true, and the younger brother who is following the daughter should be trying to save the girl, and the role of persuading the girl to come back. If, as most walkers say, the girl and her younger brother have a conflict, then the younger brother
You shouldn't follow the girl all the way.
Thus, Yu Xing used these scattered clues and information to deduce a version of the plot that he thought.
Zhao Yijiu was obviously acting together with Yu Xing, but he had no idea that they had walked the same path. Why didn't he notice the information that Yu Xing noticed? This made him look like a deaf person.
“Where’s the one on the other side?” Zhao Yijiu asked about the calm girl in white dress on the other side of the river.
"The guy opposite is probably Yun Si. He saw someone following us and he must want to watch the fun..." Yu Xing replied, "If it's really him, then don't worry about it. He'll just watch the fun and won't interfere with us."
Zhao Yijiu fell into silence and could not refute, so he could only lend his neck to Yu Xing for a performance.
Yu Xing gave up suppressing his voice and sighed: "Oh, look at how scary the river is at night, as if many people have died. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tell me if I can touch the legendary girl
s things?"
Zhao Yijiu did not answer.
Then Yu Xing continued: "If the clothes and skirts are so boring, why not give me a pearl necklace, gemstone ring or something, it's not a waste of time... What was the reason for the one who jumped into the river? I read the reports, he was dressed very rich."
Since Yu Xing is now in a girl's body, his voice is also a woman's voice. At this time, the female voice is rising and falling in this depressing atmosphere. In addition, he is dressed fashionably and even has a somewhat kitsch appearance, and he is talking about Zhao Yijiu's neck.
She looks very much like a money-worshiping girl who has little sympathy or reverence for the dead.
Not far from the river, two "female high school students" who were shivering due to the cold wind gathered together and stood still as they decided, watching Yu Xing's performance coldly.
"Is he trying to use this method to attract the female ghost's attention so that she can attack him so that he can get the spot for this painting?" The chef's companion said to the chef in a soft voice, "Doing this will indeed give him an advantage.
.”
"Don't worry, it would be nice to have someone test the strength of the ghost for us. We can also observe the specific attack methods of the ghost." The chef said, "He seems to think that the female ghost in the river hates the gold worshiper. I'm afraid he has found more evidence.
To support this speculation, I admit that he is excellent in details and will be a formidable enemy."
"What if he really gets the chance first?" The companion hesitated, "Otherwise, let's seize the opportunity."
Before his companion finished speaking, he was interrupted by the chef: "Are you stupid? In previous activities, you were kind to those enemies and hesitated for a long time to kill someone. That was when everyone was an experiencer. Now.
These two people are deducers, people from another world. Apart from this activity, they will never interact with us again. What are you afraid of?"
The chef sneered, fearless of killing in the game because of his habit: "He will inevitably end up dead. The best thing the ghost can do is kill him. Even if he finds a way to survive the attack safely... aren't there still us? I
I don’t know if everyone in the deducer’s game is so kind that he can feel free to test ghosts in front of us. I will teach him a lesson. Of course, if he is alive after the lesson, that’s not the case.
It’s something I can decide, ha.”
The companion was silent for a moment: "Although we are from two systems, they haven't done anything after all. This event is not the kind of game where many people must die. In addition to killing all the deducers, there are three ways to pass the level.
Isn’t it too hasty if we do this?”
He doesn’t think it’s bad to kill the deducers, but he thinks that killing the deducers hastily will easily make the subsequent actions out of control. He doesn’t like unplanned actions.
"We came to the art gallery through the mirror, and this is our home court." The chef understood what he meant, but he had no intention of letting go of the points he got. "A mirror is connected to a building, and he actually came to our home court."
, you should think about how dangerous you are. Look, didn’t I intend to take action against the man on the other side of the river? Because in this game, he is our compatriot."
"...What you said makes sense, so let's do it." The companion shook his head, "It's just that everyone is the enemy of the system. If I continue to be merciful, I might become the sinner of the experiencer."
“That’s the idea.” The female high school student under the control of the chef laughed, and quietly pulled her companions back, as far away from the river bank as possible, because when they whispered, the sound of the water in the river was getting louder and louder.
Under the dark light, the river water became turbid. It flowed gurglingly, and from time to time there would be one or two strange waves, as if something went against the direction of the flow, causing the river water to collide.
"Hey, it's so late, and there are still people fishing?" For outsiders entering the painting, the traces of Yu Xing's performance are a bit heavy. After all, he was standing there quietly before dark, but after dark, he suddenly seemed to be drinking.
As it gets bigger, it starts to attract attention.
But for the people and ghosts in the painting, they should have been standing here until the walkers gradually dispersed. They still stayed by the river and stared at the river as if they had something on their minds.
The person played by Yu Xing is like the kind of young woman who drinks too much and comes to the river to chat with friends. She doesn’t hide her despicable thoughts because no one pays attention to her.
After being disrespectful to the girl who jumped into the river, he even started to talk nonsense about the old man who was fishing: "Can this old guy see it when it's so dark? What are you fishing for? So serious."
Zhao Yijiu: “…I don’t know.”
"Oh, I'm really speechless. An old man lives a much happier life than me. I still have to think about how to make some money from my rich boyfriends. You said they are so rich, why are they so stingy with their girlfriends?"
What? Ha, hurry up and get the money. After I finish it, I will find the next one. What do you think about asking him to help me buy the latest mobile phone? "
As Yu Xing spoke, he paid attention to the old man fishing. The old man was there during the day and was sitting alone. He did not participate in the conversation of his old friends, just like the scenery forgotten by everyone.
Neither his noise nor the weirdness of the other "girls" made the old man raise his head to look at them. The old man stared at the river seriously. Even though the fishing rod in his hand had never shaken, he did not want to pack up and go home.
Intend.
But the river flowed more violently.
Yu Xing saw that the old man didn't respond, so he staggered over, leaned over and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing? What kind of fish do you want to catch? Could it be that you are the one catching all those girls' things these days?"
Yeah, hahahaha..."
The old man still didn't want to pay attention to him, but at this moment, the fishing rod in his hand shook, and the buoy floating on the river shook violently. The old man sitting like a statue by the river suddenly turned his head. At this moment, Yu Xing saw
The uncle's face is actually not too old, that is, middle-aged and older. He has dark skin, a resolute face, and thick lips. He should have a simple and honest appearance, but his eyes are as wide as copper bells, with bloodshot eyes standing out in the whites.
, as if his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets.
"It's your turn, it's your turn!" The uncle glared at Yu Xing, his tone was faint and emotionless, but he used a very strange tone, like some ancient pronunciation, which sounded like a chant
.
This chanting gave people a vicious, cursed, and fatalistic feeling. Yu Xing felt for a moment that these words should not be said by the old man, but by a man wearing complicated robes with patterns on his face.
The priests were dancing and singing on the altar.
"What is it? It's my turn? It's my turn to catch the big fish?" Yu Xing played the character he wanted to play. He didn't seem to take what the uncle said seriously, but instead made a meaningful remark.
The pun made me laugh out loud, "Is that so? Sir, can I lend you some good words?"
"Look behind you, there is someone behind you..." The uncle was not affected by his trash talk, but protracted his tone and said in a singing-like voice, "Go back quickly... Don't come back again.
...If you keep going, it will be your turn!"
The river flowed, and waves hit the river embankment, swallowing up the old man's fishing line. As the old man spoke, the turbid river water turned up strange black waves, and the black color accumulated more and more, like some kind of deep
Colored algae.
"Old man, don't be so scary at night." Yu Xing showed a slightly embarrassed look, "If you are seen like this by others, you will be regarded as mentally ill. Did I interrupt your fishing? Ha, you sir
Keep going, keep going."
He said it back, but still seemed to be frightened by the uncle, and glanced back subconsciously.
Behind him should be Zhao Yijiu sitting.
But when he turned around, he only saw the silent riverside. There was no one except him. The place where Zhao Yijius was sitting was empty, and even the place where the two high school girls were sitting further away was deserted.
"Hey, where is the person?" Yu Xing muttered, looking at the old man again, and found that the girl in the white dress on the other side was missing. The river was surging, and he showed fear in his eyes, "Master, don't scare me, what's going on?
Where is my friend?"
"It's your turn..." The uncle glanced at him one last time, stood up, and staggered towards the river, as if he wanted to walk directly into the river.
The black area in the river was getting bigger and bigger. Yu Xing took a step forward and tried to hold the uncle, but found that his body could not move.
Step by step, the uncle walked into the river slowly but firmly. The river water spread over his body. The moment before he was washed away, the black water in the water surged up and surrounded his body one by one.
The fishing rod went away with the current, and Yu Xing could not control his body. He could only watch the black hair turn into strong hair, pull the uncle's body into the water, and then an undetectable wave rose on the water.
Bubbles.
Then he discovered that the next person who wanted to walk into the river became himself.
