Chapter 234 The Reduced Team
The statue of the god has no face, sitting high on the altar, with his hands pinched and unable to perform fingerprints.
No incense, no offerings.
Yu Qian stared at the statue and suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly looked around and narrowed his eyes slightly.
“When?”
I don’t know when, the surroundings became quiet and quiet.
Not even a human figure.
The Taoist temple is not big. You can see the head at a glance. How big can a Taoist temple the size of a living room be?
"Is it a ghost or an illusion?"
Yu Qian looked around and found no clues.
Zhang Dong and others disappeared.
Crack~
Suddenly, a loud noise appeared, and Yu Qian turned around suddenly. The dilapidated door was as bright as day, but soon fell into darkness again.
Immediately afterwards, the drizzle of light rain suddenly fell.
Wow~
The darkness outside the Taoist temple was ignited again, and a white chain cut through the sky.
Is it thundering or raining?
Yu Qian silently clenched the black oil-paper umbrella, turned around and looked at the statue again.
Just looking at it this time made Yu Qian's pupils shrink slightly.
The statue disappeared. When I turned around, the statue disappeared.
The statue disappeared and was replaced by a wooden tea table placed in the middle.
The tea table is as dark as ink, with a teapot and two cups placed on it.
On the opposite side of the tea table, there was a person sitting.
A man wearing a worn Taoist robe, whose face could not be seen clearly.
A strong corpse smell gradually spread.
I don’t know where it comes from, but the whole Taoist temple smells like this, it’s extremely unpleasant.
Yu Qian frowned slightly, things happened a bit fast.
Yu Qian turned his eyes and looked at the coffee table and the 'person'.
The thing sitting across from the tea table is definitely a ghost.
But here comes the problem. The other party did not trigger his killing pattern, not even one.
He couldn't even feel the presence of the ghost in front of him.
"Is it fake?"
Yu Qian was thinking to himself, but at this moment, Yu Qian suddenly felt a blur in his eyes. When he reacted, he was already sitting Arrived at the tea table.
Li Gui, who was wearing a Taoist robe, slowly raised his hands. They were dry hands covered with mildew.
Two cups of tea were pushed over by this hand.
Yu Qian's eyes were deep, staring at this fierce ghost.
The oil-paper umbrella in his hand covered the light brought by the large lightning.
“Choose.”
An extremely harsh but ethereal voice sounded.
The sound came from all directions, but Yu Qian was certain that the source of the sound was right opposite him.
"Choose? You want me to choose a cup?"
Yu Qian lowered his head slightly and looked at the two cups of tea in front of him.
The two cups of tea were as black as ink, looked a little viscous, and smelled of a pungent rancid smell. I didn’t know what it was made of.
The two cups are exactly the same, but needless to say, they are definitely not good things.
Yu Qian looked up at Li Gui opposite and asked him to choose?
Who do you think you are?
Yu Qian was not used to this thing, so he stood up and grabbed the ghost opposite.
But something terrible happened, and Yu Qian didn’t move at all.
“Can’t move?”
Yu Qian’s expression changed slightly. He wanted to stand up just now, but his brain had already issued the command, but his body remained motionless as if the signal reception had failed.
"It's an illusion..."
After thinking for a moment, Yu Qian had an idea in his mind.
When sitting on this table, he will not be able to use his powers.
Normally, this is impossible.
“Choose.”
The misty and harsh voice sounded again, urging Yu Qian.
Dong dong dong~
The silent heartbeat sounded from nowhere. Yu Qian was slightly startled. He had not heard this sound for a long time.
He slowly looked down and saw that his chest was rising and falling slightly.
Yu Qian’s pupils suddenly shrank to the smallest size, and his expression completely changed.
"This is my body before I became a ghost master!"
Yu Qian suddenly raised his head and looked at the ghost opposite, and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously.
Something is going to happen.
Suddenly, a drop of liquid fell on the table. Yu Qian's eyes slowly fell on the drop of liquid. He was a little surprised and subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead.
Moist, mild, and full of cold sweat.
"Why am I breaking out in a cold sweat?"
Yu Qian thought in confusion, and her heartbeats increased unexpectedly.
An emotion called fear appeared in his heart.
Yu Qian suddenly woke up.
“Emotions are returning!”
The return of emotion was a good thing in the past, but not now.
Emotions can block his judgment.
Just like now, he was hardly thinking about how to solve this situation.
But I am thinking about why he is in this situation.
Yu Qian took a deep breath, knowing that he could not go on like this.
No matter what happened, he had to get through this crisis.
He didn't dare to bet that with his current body, if he was killed, he would die directly.
"Choose tea..."
Yu Qian forced himself to calm down. He had not done this for a long time.
Looking down at the two cups of tea, the current situation is not very clear, but for him, there is only one purpose, to find a way to break the situation and survive.
Being unable to leave the table means that the way to survive is on the table.
But it’s definitely not on the ghost opposite.
The method of flipping the table doesn't work.
You can only follow the other party's rules.
And these two cups of tea...
Yu Qian lowered his head and stared at the two cups of tea as dark as ink.
The previous observations were not detailed enough, and the return of emotions caused flaws in his observations.
The two cups of tea are as black as ink. The cups are exactly the same and the color is the same. If you look closely, there seems to be no difference, but this is impossible.
If the two cups are exactly the same, then the evil ghost on the opposite side will not let him choose. If they are exactly the same, it means one thing, there is something wrong with the opponent's killing pattern.
And once there is a problem, he cannot be in this state.
He had encountered this type of ghost in an alley. It was an old woman selling tea. It blocked his way and took out two cups of tea and asked him to choose. If he didn't choose, he would die. If he chose, he would die. May live.
What Yu Qian did at that time was very simple, he ate the fierce ghost directly.
“One cup will kill you, one cup will not kill you, or two cups will kill you, but together you will not die.”
Yu Qian’s eyes flashed, and he reached out to wipe the cold sweat. He looked up at Li Gui, who was motionless and couldn't see his face clearly.
After being silent for a while, he actually closed his eyes, put away the umbrella, and then rotated it in his hand. If the umbrella pointed at him, he would die. If it pointed at the ghost, he would choose two cups. For tea, if you point to the east, choose the tea on the left; if you point to the west, choose the tea on the right.
The oil-paper umbrella stopped, and Yu Qian suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction the oil-paper umbrella was pointing, which was to the west.
Without any hesitation, he directly picked up the tea on his right.
After picking up the tea, Yu Qian didn't drink it. It just let him choose, but didn't let him drink it.
As Yu Qian made his choice, the Li Gui on the opposite side raised his arm again, but this time it was not pushing, but taking.
Li Gui picked up the remaining cup of tea, slowly brought it to his mouth and drank it.
Yu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and did not act rashly.
When Li Gui drank up the tea and put down the cup, the harsh and ethereal voice sounded again.
“Drink.”
Yu Qian frowned, looking at the tea in his hand, he really couldn’t take it down.
But seeing that Li Gui did not attack him immediately, he knew that he had made the right choice.
He has never lost a bet on luck.
"Drink? Or not?"
Yu Qian held the tea cup tightly, her fingers dancing rapidly. Soon, Yu Qian's eyes turned cold, "Don't drink for a while. Die, it will be dangerous if you drink it..."
Die now or later?
Yu Qian quickly made up his mind. This was a point-sending option.
Without any hesitation, Yu Qian picked up the teacup and drank it without feeling sick.
But as soon as the tea cup was raised, a hand stopped him, and at the same time a slightly tired voice sounded, "I finally caught up, don't drink, you have already bet ten thousand times, 豼That lucky ghost is about to go silent."
Yu Qian tilted his head slightly, and a pale-faced middle-aged man appeared next to him.
"Bet ten thousand times? Did I choose correctly ten thousand times?"
"Yes, otherwise you would have died." The middle-aged man took the tea cup from Yu Qian's hand Taking it over, "Thanks to the supernatural horror on your body, most of the ghost's supernatural powers are placed here. After all, it is very laborious to pull your past body here. If you are not careful, you may overturn it." The table ate it ”
"It's also thanks to you that Zhang Dong and the others didn't get lost in time for too long. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to find you so quickly."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Yu Qian suddenly reacted. , "Is this your puzzle piece?"
" Well, it's the part I'm missing. I can predict the future, and it can go back to the past. It's not a restart, it's just a return to the past. It's hard to explain what the difference is. Anyway, we are each other's puzzle pieces." The young man nodded and held the cup of tea carefully.
"It's much more terrifying than you." Yu Qian tried to stand up, but just like before, he still couldn't.
"I know, so it will take me a long time to control it. I may have to stay here." The middle-aged man said after being silent for a while.
"How sure are you?" Yu Qian asked solemnly.
"It's less than 50%, but it's enough. Life or death matters." The middle-aged man said calmly.
"Then I wish you good luck." Yu Qian knew that he could not persuade Mr. Qin, nor could he. The purpose of their coming out was to become stronger, and land reclamation was actually secondary.
"I will survive, after all, you still need me." The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, and then he drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.
"Next, the four of you will encounter your own puzzle pieces. Whether you can survive or not depends on you. Remember, we are not looking for them, but they are looking for us."
Mr. Qin's voice also became ethereal and harsh.
With the appearance of this voice, Yu Qian's eyes suddenly changed.
When he came to his senses, he found himself next to a fire.
Besides are Zhang Dong, Luo Qian and Meng Xiaodong.
It was at this moment that forgotten memories emerged.
"Is it Mr. Qin's turn this time?" Yu Qian said after a moment of silence.
The emotion faded quickly, Yu Qian stared at the fire, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Well, it's Xiao Qin's turn, and it's probably my turn next." Meng Xiaodong looked up and looked far away, there was something attracting her there.
Yu Qian exhaled and suddenly asked a strange question, "How long have we been out?"
"It's been almost a year, and it will be the Spring Festival in ten days." Luo Qian said while fiddling with the fire.
"It seems that the return date is unclear." The firelight reflected on the faces of several people, and everyone looked solemn.
“I wonder how Zhang Youhong and the others are doing.” Meng Xiaodong said suddenly.
"If you dare not gamble your life, you will die." Zhang Dong said sharply.
"I'm not worried about the rest of them. After all, they are all people who have died once, but Xiaobai's side..." Luo Qian showed a rare look of worry.
Bai Caijie has never died, and has never experienced the kind of situation where his consciousness fell into darkness and he knew nothing.
So it can be tough.
Zhang Dong didn't speak, just stared at the fire. Along the way, they didn't encounter any scary ghosts.
Everything you encounter is their puzzle piece.
The first person to encounter Jigsaw was Li Qingzhi. They encountered a mass grave. It was said to be a mass grave, but it was actually a battlefield.
The battlefield between the predecessors and the ghosts.
There was only one ghost inside. According to what Li Qingzhi said before entering, it was a shadow.
Then Zhang Bohua came across a medicine shop standing on the top of the mountain, and there was only one fierce ghost in it.
Then Zhang Youhong met a village full of people, but none of them were human.
Then came Luo Wensong. This time I met him in the mountains, and there was a sound of chopping wood.
Bai Caijie encountered a city, a city with bright lights and officers and soldiers guarding the city. Bai Caijie felt that his puzzle piece was inside the city.
Finally, there is Mr. Qin.
"They are not extremely complete evil spirits. There should be no problem in handling them. If they are complete evil ghosts, they should know how to escape if they cannot be defeated." Yu Qian threw a few firewood into the fire and said with an indifferent expression. .
"If you die, then let's die."
Hearing Yu Qian's words, Zhang Dong and the others were not surprised. They had said in advance before coming out that they might He will die, even Yu Qian.
The dangers here are more dangerous than the most dangerous events they encountered.
"Those evil ghosts should have been revived by our predecessors. If we can't even deal with such ghosts, then we can actually go home." Zhang Dong looked up at the sky, which was dark, deep, ominous, and dead.
Yu Qian nodded, it was indeed true, they had not reached the real dangerous place yet, they were only on the periphery.
"Keep on going, I may have to go a long way before I meet my puzzle." Yu Qian stood up, his puzzle was more terrifying than anyone else's puzzle.
If he is not careful, he may die directly in the hands of Jigsaw.
Puzzling each other is no joke.
People like them may die. Gambling on life is gambling on luck. Since you choose to gamble, you have to accept the fact of winning or losing.
Everyone will lose and everyone will win.
No exceptions.
Zhang Dong and the other three didn't talk nonsense. Luo Qian extinguished the fire and buried it with grave soil. Yu Qian opened the way and walked down the mountain.
Life and death have their own destiny, and everyone has his own way, and so does he. (End of chapter)