Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

Qi Mou lowered his eyes and listened casually to the selection of young writers.

The second person was called out, took a pen to write something in the notebook, and lifted it up to show the goblin: "Teacher, is it right to write my name like this?"

Qi Mou glanced at it.

On it was a crooked black line, engraved so hard that it tore through the book.

"Xiaoxi is still so careless!" The goblin teacher flapped his wings in disgust, but smiled, "Go and stand next to Xiaodu, and wait to enter the palace to meet Her Majesty the Queen!"

[Role - Lost writing, already occupied by the player Fu Zhuo. 】

From the moment Qi Mou raised his hand, it was a competition for hand speed.

Lost writing——Fu Zhuo walked over, the black silhouette couldn't see clearly.

Qi Mou didn't look at it.

The third person who raised his hand had stood there for a long time, but he didn't speak, which forced the goblin teacher to step down from the podium and look at the student carefully.

The student compared himself again, opened his mouth a few times inexplicably, and knocked on the desk.

The goblin teacher reassured: "The novel is the smartest, and it will definitely write the story Her Majesty wants to read the most. Go for it!"

[Role—Shi Shuo, already occupied by the player Si Si. 】

Shi Shuo walked over calmly, playing cards on the spot, three missing one, and there was still a table left.

Qi Mou stood still, and began to observe the two silhouettes from the corner of his eye.

Losing writing is always inadvertently touching the thumb of the left hand, as if something is there, and then clasping it with both hands.

Shi said that he didn't move, his chin slightly tilted.

However, the role of deafness has been repeatedly unoccupied.

Many people raised their hands and stood up pretending not to understand the words, but they were eliminated one by one under the fury of the teacher.

Qi Mou finally glanced at the public.

The two people around looked over, wondering what was going on.

Teacher Goblin smashed the wooden board angrily: "Where is the little listener! Really, the most worry-free child!"

Those who directly stand in the line are out.

Crazy soliloquy, out.

Those who pretend to be demented are out.

Qi Mou thought about it, and then reacted.oh--

A person who can become deaf must be a patient and wise person.

because……

The melodious organ music sounded, played by the goblin.

The goblin teacher said impatiently: "This year's useless students! get out of class is over, go home! I'm going to take the three of them to find Her Majesty the Queen." Then he flew out the door.

Many people withdrew from the dungeon regretfully, while others pursued and persevered.

Qi Mou secretly smiled, and glanced into the classroom.

There was only one black figure lying on the desk, sound asleep, ignorant of the whole selection process.

In an instant, all the players who were running and chasing disappeared.

The goblin teacher rushed back to the classroom and pulled the sleeping ear: "Xiao Ting, you are here, really, you make me worry every time!"

[Role - deaf, already occupied by player Yan Bushi. 】

[Official player confirmation is complete. 】

Qi Mou hummed vaguely, trying to hold back a laugh.

Lost writing Fuzhuo paused, and exclaimed: "Hey! It's okay..."

The sleeping person gradually raised his head, his voice sounded like he hadn't woken up, and he said lazily, "Teacher... why are you pulling me? What about the students, get out of class is over?"

The goblin was so angry that he flew around a few times, and brought the fresh deafness to Qi Mou's side: "You take care of him! Hulu, go straight out and you will be in the capital, go find Her Majesty the Queen!"

The little deaf boy Yan Bushi was pushed and almost leaned against Qi Mou's body, his dark silhouette raised his head slightly: "Hey, who are you?"

Qi Mou didn't intend to get entangled, pressed Yan Bushi's shoulder, and responded with a smile: "Okay, teacher."

Four people walk out side by side, and their stories can be greeted by opening the door.

Oh, there are four young writers who are very creative and have their own obstacles.

"Ah Choo! Umm..."

A huge sound came from behind, and the force rushed forward. Qi Mou felt his body lighten up, and jumped into the boundless sky.

But he wasn't worried.

The scene changed and reloaded for a while, and this time, it officially switched to the prologue of the story.

[Because of Teacher Fairy's unexpected move, you are forced to disperse and need to find a gathering. 】

[However, the game officially begins, and you finally——became yourself. 】

"call."

Qi Mou opened his eyes comfortably, and there was a mirror in front of him.

Everything is bright and bright, and it is no longer a dark one.

His clothes have changed, he is wearing a thick black robe with dark patterns, the hood is slightly arched, covering half of his eyes, and a monocle with a bone frame is sandwiched between the bridge of his nose, his pale complexion adds a sense of mystery.

He pulled off his hood to reveal his face, unchanged.

It is flamboyantly handsome.

The dark eyes are like the cemetery of the abyss, just like the light of stars.

Qi Mou was very satisfied and opened the reward.

[Congratulations——Dear [Fraud], the dungeon system gave you a gift of disabled skills. 】

Qi Mou laughed, and mocked treacherously: "Shoot the bird that stands out."

This book is ugly.

But Qi Mou would not let go of any chance, and he accepted the trick.

[But you can still rely on intelligence. 】

"Well, thank you for the compliment. It's not bad to be the protagonist of a good guy?" Qi Mou squinted with a smile, scratched his finger bones, and put on the hood again.

[Now uniformly explain the rules: adopt the individual victory system.

Each give the Queen a story with the four of you as the protagonists.

The more truthful the story and the more lies guessed, the higher the score.

Personal stories can be withheld or shared.

Is there a problem? 】

Of course it's best to hide your own and dig out other people's.

Qi Mou asked, "Personal story?"

The system has changed to a separate channel.

【Yes.But, I'm sorry, dear [fraud], the probability of the system detecting you passing the level is too high...]

[You know nothing about your own story.Except you're a loser. 】

The tip of Qi Mou's tongue touched the corner of his lips, and he said in a low voice, "Drama...is really mine, good friend."

Co-authoring this copy is Ketao's fraud.

[Reminder, there are no more than half of the code-named players in this game. 】

Less than or equal to two.

Qi Mou was not surprised.

[Ready, start, act——]

[Common task: Gather with other small writers, limited to one day. 】

Qi Mou looked around and found a gray and rustic hut with books and small bottles containing strange liquids in a mess.

"Wizard." Qi Mou confirmed softly.

Looking around, the scenery outside the window also opened up in his eyes.The back window is a gloomy cemetery lined with steles, but the front window is a dense forest.

[The map is at your hand. 】

Qi Mou: "Would you be so kind?"

He picked up the parchment roll in his hand and unfolded it.

In his eyes, the pictures and words are like a heavenly book, intricate and disordered.

Can't even read the map.

[I can't read, and I can't read the pictures. 】

"Thank you for your warm reminder." Qi Mou casually threw it away, scanned the words and pictures all over the room, and sighed.

He stuffed a few potion bottles into his loose robe, and went out without hesitation, heading for the dense forest ahead.

The forest seems to be paved with moonlight, the towering ancient trees cover the sky and the sun, and the light falls down, casting a layer of mysterious fog.

With his excellent sense of direction, he was running against the cabin.

Wizards must love living in the deepest dwelling.

Gradually sound.

"Hey... I hit the hare and hit the rabbit father, and the little rabbit went home to find its mother."

The clear boyish voice was humming an unknown sentence.

Qi Mou stopped and walked towards the place where the voice came from, his steps were not too fast or slow, a little erratic.

When I approached, I saw a little hunter catching hares, wearing animal skins, and washing his prey comfortably with pool water.

Qi Mou likes places where there are people, whether players or NPCs.He greeted aloud: "How are you?"

The little Orion jumped up, grabbed the gun and rope beside him, pointed at Qi Mou: "Who?"

Can listen and speak, will it be aliasing?

To assemble.

Qi Mou said euphemistically, "A scholar who loves knowledge."

The little Orion lowered his gun, but was still vigilant: "A scholar? Don't be a wizard with your clothes!"

Wizards are often disliked, but Qi Mou doesn't want to tell useless lies.

"Haha, I was seen through." Qi Mou suppressed his hood and said helplessly, "Well, it's a poor wizard who lost his way. Shen Xin has been developing new spells for too long, and he forgot his way when he came out. Brave little Orion, you Can you show me the way? I think we have no conflict of interest, so the poorly paid witch hunting order is not worth your life, is it?"

He casually threw two bottles in his hand, the color was very dangerous.

bluff.

Little Orion took two steps back.

"You really are, but when was the witch hunting order issued..." Orion rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, then pointed his gun at the ground, "Where are you going?"

Qi Mou dusted the body of the bottle with his fingers, thinking about the information he got from the little hunter.

Although wizards are hateful, they are dreadful.

There is no witch hunting order here, and he can walk relatively freely.

Of course, the NPC can't be trusted, he has not let go of his guard.

The forest stretches as far as the eye can see.

Qi Mou didn't know a single scene in his mind, and said in a tone: "Bypass the most special building in the territory, and then go to meet the most honorable person."

With his experienced experience, he knew that the most special building in the dungeon always has something extraordinary, so go and have a look first.

"It's unlucky." Little Orion cursed.

Oh, so special that it is so recognizable?

Qi Mou tentatively said: "Take me there, I'll give you a bottle of potion that will make mother happy."

"what?"

Qi Mou took a bottle and shook it casually, and smiled sideways: "Surprises are only surprises when they are revealed."

……

"Why do you have to go around the Bamang Pagoda?" Little Orion carried the rabbit's head and led Qi Mou out of the dense forest.

Qi Mou remembered the word and the way.

"It's convenient to sense." Qi Mou made up a reason casually, "Little guy, we are going to leave, leave me a signature? It's fine on the ground, I can remember."

Qi Mou stood under the eight-pointed star-shaped tower, and he could already see the gate of the capital and the magnificent palace not far away.

"Okay..." Little Orion scratched his head, drew on the ground with his gun, and wrote quite quickly.

It's not a typo, it can be discarded.

"Wait, the prisoner who was imprisoned before, do you sense what crime he committed? Everyone is tight-lipped." The little Orion, who was about to be abandoned, was still providing information.

sinner.

important status.

Qi Mou raised the corners of his lips.

"Trust the wizard." Qi Mou went to Wangcheng and threw a bottle of potion backhand, "Thank you, I will feed the rabbit when I get home."

"Oh." Little Orion hurried away with the potion in hand.

When Qi Mou took the No.30 step, he reversed his footsteps and stepped into the Bamang Tower without noticing Orion's figure.

There is almost no light in the tower, only the heavy chains connecting the sky and the earth.

Qi Mou held his breath, twisted open the medicine bottle, and poured the bubbling liquid on the iron chain in front of him.

Move carefully, act boldly.

The earth-yellow liquid sputtered and gushed, burning the iron chains.

Open the way for Qi Mou.

I don't know how many times the spiral staircase turned, and he finally saw the end of the gloomy.

A person was sitting in the cage, leaning against the bars and sleeping lightly.

The black hair is slightly curly, covering half of the face, revealing a decadent temperament.

The man opened his eyes, a red light flickered, and it returned to darkness in an instant, those eyes were full of laziness, and the eyelids drooped in frustration.

The murderous intent also disappeared in a flash, as if it was just Qi Mou's illusion.

But Qi Mou felt at a glance that this person was very similar to the little deaf Yan Buzhi.

The sinner in the cage asked a little arrogantly: "Who is it?"

Listen, this is exactly the same tone.

You can't even understand me.

Qi Mou didn't reply, he took a step forward and got closer to rescue this companion.

Suddenly, strange words filled the air, emitting a blood-red light, revealing the secret and strangeness.

Countless simple voices in his mind said to him: Don't open it, don't save sinners.

don't open...

Do not hit……

A glimmer of light came in from the small tower window, but was blocked by the standing people.

Half of the light and shadow are hazy.

Wandering wizards open sinners' prisons.