Chapter 46: Open the cellar, enter the furnace, decide life or death!


Chapter 46: Open the cellar, enter the furnace, decide life or death!

“Reasoning?”

Lin Baici was shocked.

Smiling at life will make suffering disappear?

Is this why you got the smiley face? And you, a big bear girl whose intelligence is rated D by the god, do you have such a thing as intelligence?

"Yes, I often watch Sherlock Holmes!"

Xia Hongyao made a V-sign and commented on himself: "I should be seven points as good as him!"

"..."< br>
Lin Baici didn't know how good Xia Hongyao's reasoning ability was, but this level of confidence was off the charts.

"Okay, stop talking, and hurry up and make a smile!"

Xia Hongyao urged.

“You’d better choose the crying face!”

Lin Baici reminded kindly.

“Why?”

Xia Hongyao raised his head and looked at Lin Baici doubtfully.

“Because if you choose the smiling face, you will die!”

After Lin Baici finished speaking in his mind, he sighed and could only make up a lie: “What is a clay figurine? It is creating. Life, didn't you listen to what that clay monster just said? ”

“It’s a ritual to beat the clay embryo one hundred and twenty times and hold it high above your head, in order to make the clay clinker come alive!”

“This shows that the clay figurine is alive! It’s alive!”

"Alive?"

18D was shocked.

“Don’t interrupt!”

Ma Yuan shouted.

“You continue!”

Xia Hongyao listened carefully.

The thirty or so passengers nearby also came over.

“Clay figurines are a traditional craft. Since it is traditional, it is inevitable to abide by some old customs. For example, in ancient times, sons were favored over daughters. When a boy was born, the whole family was happy, but when a girl was born, the daughter-in-law could not hold her head up.”

Lin Bai made it up, but his tone was cautious and he looked serious.

When he said this, his voice was not loud, and he kept staring at the clay monster in the distance. If the other party did anything unusual, he would immediately silence it.

"Yes, I heard that in the old days, some poor families were even more ruthless and would give away their newborn baby girls. If they couldn't be given away, they would be thrown into the river and drowned!"

18D nodded fiercely, feeling What Lin Baici said makes sense.

"Your reasoning is more reasonable, then I will choose the crying face!"

Xia Hongyao gave a thumbs up and continued carving.

“……”

Lin Baici was speechless.

Do you believe it now?

Would you like to stop questioning a few more words?

Lin Baici originally reorganized his words to increase his persuasiveness, but this saves trouble.

Speaking of which, a girl with D intelligence is not useless!

At least it's easy to fool.

Ma Yuan was obviously not that easy to fool. He looked at Lin Baici with a puzzled look on his face: "Are you sure?"

Why do I feel like you just made up the reason at random?

"Then do you have a better answer?"

Lin Baici asked back.

"No!"

Ma Yuan lowered his head and smiled.

"Then I'll make a smiley face too!"

18D decided.

“This statement seems to make sense!”

The nearby travelers also believed Lin Baici's words and made their decision.

In everyone's opinion, there must be some logical relationship between which face to choose in this level, and it never occurred to me that it depends on luck.

"Wait! Wait!"

Song Li saw everyone starting to carve and became anxious: "This is a matter of life and death, don't you choose carefully?"

“Didn’t Xiao Linzi reason?”

Xia Hongyao smiled with satisfaction: "The logic chain is perfect, no problem!"

"Then... what about the yin and yang face?"

Song Li thought a lot: "Is it possible? Half smiling, half crying? "

"..."

18D was stunned, stopped carving, and looked at Lin Baici: "Don't tell me, it's possible! ”

"Yes!"

Song Li was very excited when she saw someone supporting her: "Maybe the clay figurine is misleading us when it says to choose a face. The real answer is to be like it, carving a face with half a smile. A half-crying clay figurine!”

“You are really What a clever little guy!"

Ma Yuan chuckled: "This choice is about life. If you don't trust others, then do it according to your own ideas!"

"That's right. You only have one life, the decision is in your hands!”

Xia Hongyao is young, only twenty years old, but as a divine hunter, he has experienced several death crises and takes this kind of life and death decision very lightly.

"Xiao Linzi, you don't need to persuade her. Everyone's life is their last bargaining chip. It's best to make the decision by yourself. In this way, even if you lose, you can only blame yourself!"
< br>Lin Baici originally planned to persuade Song Li, but Xia Hongyao's words made him change his mind.

Yes!

I am not qualified to make decisions for others. Anyway, I have already told them the correct answer. Whether they listen or not is their problem.

And what if what God said is wrong?

Although it may be small, it is not nothing.

Lin Baici took the time to carve a smile.

After listening to Xia Hongyao's words, 18D looked at Song Li, who looked panicked, and then at Lin Baici, who was calm. He lowered his head and smiled.

I believe in Brother Lin!

"You..."

Song Li was so angry that she vomited blood when she saw that everyone stopped paying attention to her.

“We’re running out of time!”

18D kindly reminds you.

“I know, you don’t need to say anything!”

Song Li yelled back, looking down at the clay sculpture, hesitant.

To put it bluntly,

She is a selfish person. At this critical moment of life and death, she wants to make her own decision. As Xia Hongyao said, even if she makes the wrong choice , I also chose it myself, I deserve to accept my fate.

However, Song Li wanted to win over a few people.

This is a comfort if everyone makes mistakes together.

It's just that these people don't listen to Song Li, which makes her very annoyed.

“Fuck!”

Song Li cursed and chose a smiley face.

Lin Baici took the carving and carefully carved the clay figurine's facial features, hair, even Adam's apple, auricles, and even fingerprints...

In short, what should be on a person's body, He tried his best to carve it out.

The clay figurine on patrol suddenly stopped and announced loudly.

“The time is up, stop carving!”

Most of the passengers put down their carving knives. There were only about twenty people who were still rushing to work. They were all wasted because they were entangled in which face to choose. Too much time.

The clay figurine didn’t say it a second time. It raised its hand and patted it three times.

Pop! Snap! Snap!

As soon as the slap from the clay figurine ended, the clay figurine in the hands of these twenty people suddenly came to life, and like a big flea, it popped into their faces.

Bang!

The heads of these twenty or so unlucky guys were knocked back by the clay figurines, but what was even more frightening was that the clay figurines melted the moment they hit their faces, forming a red clay mask that was tightly The ground stuck to their faces.

If your eyes are covered, you can't see, but if your mouth and nose are blocked, you can't breathe.

They grabbed their faces with both hands, trying to pull off the red mud. They also wanted to call for help, but their mouths were blocked and no sound could come out.

The passengers around looked at this horrific scene and shivered

.

The suffocation of these punished people worsened. They fell to the ground one by one, twisted and struggled, and some clenched their fists and hit their cheeks hard, but it was all to no avail.

Gradually, they stopped moving.

After these people were completely dead, the clay figurine monster spoke again.

"Open the cellar!"

In the elongated singing and shouting of the clay figurine, the semicircular cellar stoves on the earth platform, which were more than one meter high and half a meter in diameter, bulging like yurts, opened. A hole.

"Into the furnace!"

The clay figurine raised its hands and sprinkled a handful of mud powder.

The mud powder flew in the wind, rolled up the earth platform like snowflakes, and fell on the clay figures on the stone slab in front of the travelers.

"Look!"

18D exclaimed.

The limbs of these newly made clay figures began to twist and make rustling sounds. After only five or six seconds, some of them started to move.

They walked towards the furnace with their short legs.

“I...my clay figurine moved!”

Song Li was panicked and didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Song Li quickly turned her head and looked around.

"Why didn't ours move? Do we have to wait?"

18D was very panicked.

He, Lin Baici, Xia Hongyao, and the clay figure made by Ma Yuan did not move.

"Husband, why didn't your clay figurine move?"

The pregnant woman was frightened when she saw the bespectacled man's clay figurine standing there, and her tears instantly became a river, flooding her cheeks.

This means that one of the two of them must be unqualified.

"It's okay! It's okay! As long as you can survive!"

The man with glasses tried his best to smile and comforted his wife: "That clay figurine said 'enter the furnace', so no There must be something wrong with the moving clay figurine!”

"Husband!"

The pregnant woman burst into tears.

"It's okay! It's okay! You have to live well!"

The man with glasses hugged his wife with one hand and stroked her belly with the other hand, his expression gentle and painful: " Wife, kill him!”

“Ah?”

The pregnant woman was dumbfounded, wondering what nonsense her husband was talking about.

“With a child, it will be difficult for you to get married!”

The man with glasses also hopes that his wife will give birth to a son and leave a wife for the family, but having a child is such a burden , how can my wife get married?

"Stop...stop talking!"

The pregnant woman hugged the man with glasses tightly.

"We should be qualified!"

The programmer with dark circles stretched out his index finger and pushed up his glasses to appease the people around him.

As the man with glasses said, the clay figurine is about entering the furnace, so whose clay figurine enters the furnace now will mean who is qualified.

Because according to common sense, after kneading the clay figurine, it should be fired and shaped, right?

“I successfully passed this step!”

The programmer breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lin Baici.

This big boy impressed him deeply.

What a pity!

His clay figurine didn't move, which meant he was going to die.

Hey!

If he survives, he will definitely become a doctor with superb medical skills in the future!

Noise arose.

The programmer's explanation quickly spread throughout the platform. The players whose clay figurines moved were very happy, with faces showing the joy of surviving the disaster, while the passengers whose clay figurines did not move felt like they were mourning for their heirs.

“Brother Lin, what should I do?”

18D’s voice trembled: “You can’t just sit back and wait for death, right?”

"Fight it, beat it!"

Xia Hongyao stared at the clay figurine monster, preparing to fight.

Make a last ditch effort.

As for the fact that she failed because of listening to Lin Baici's reasoning, she didn't care at all and didn't complain.

“Can’t be happy! Can’t be happy!”

Song Li warned herself not to laugh, otherwise it would irritate Lin Baici and the others too much, but she still couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

I am right, but you don’t listen to me. Are you dumbfounded now?

"Lin Baici, if you listen to me, you can survive this time!"

Song Li sighed with emotion and held a moment of silence for Lin Baici and others. (End of this chapter)

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