Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

The sinner's clothes are shabby, and the preciousness of the cloth can be vaguely seen, but most of it is stained with blood and dust.

"Little dumb?" Yan Bushi asked again.

Qi Mou melted most of the metal bar, stopped his hand movements, did not move his lips, and whispered softly from his throat: "Well, yes, I am too dumb to say moving words."

It's quite clear, and people within an inch of him must be able to hear it.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Bushi raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to crawl out, "You save me voluntarily, and you will bear the consequences yourself."

Qi Mou blocked the exit, blocking the person with one hand.

Yan Bushi raised his eyelids and stared at Qi Mou with displeasure.

Is deaf.

Relying on his incomprehension, Qi Mou said sarcastically: "I didn't know you were so cunning just now, you little bird in a cage."

"Ah... what, I don't understand." Yan Bushi was extremely annoyed, he bit Qi Mou's hand and got out, then smiled strangely, his pupils dilated a little, "Oh, Xiaodu?"

Yan Bushi's eyes were stained with brown and black halos, like mysterious spells written on white paper.

In Qi Mou's eyes, this person's face changes faster than the chaotic combination of words.

Not very human.

What's more, the pain in the palm of the hand is real.

It was really bitten.

But at least find a teammate.

Qi Mou couldn't communicate with this guy normally, so he turned around and led the way.

There was a thought in his mind, either out of revenge, or still in doubt.

Qi Mou suddenly turned his head back, with a smile on his face, he was kind and kind: "I was really disappointed to find you first, hurry up and follow--a follower who dragged his feet."

Yan Bushi didn't seem to understand at all, his eyelids hung slightly, and he stared straight at Qi Mou's face, as if he was judging.

After a while, he squeezed his fingers and followed honestly: "So polite, is it really a small reading? Isn't it a small letter?"

Well, hearing impairment is not small.

Qi Mou took off his outer robe, covered Yan Bushi who was in tatters, and said softly, "Let's go, you can't hear me scolding you little idiot."

The deafness was a bit unnatural, she turned sideways, lowered her head, covered her expression, and said in a low voice, "Don't, don't be so nice to me, you will..."

Even Qi Mou couldn't hear the last few words clearly.

Qi Mou suppressed a smile in his heart, gradually faded away, and looked ahead coldly.

He didn't believe that a patient and intelligent deaf person could be so innocent.

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in front of the city gate.

A guard with a sword stopped them: "Who?"

Yan Bushi turned his head to look at Qi Mou, and consciously shut up.

Qi Mou said naturally: "A person who obeys the queen's call."

The guard nodded, and took another look at the tightly wrapped deafness: "Why don't you show your face?"

There are 1 reasons to dismiss, but Qi Mou used the most humiliating one.

He embraced Yan Bushi, and looked at the soldiers with a sneer: "My wife is sick and can't see the wind, which is detrimental to the appearance of the capital."

"Uh...your wife is very tall." The soldier was still a little puzzled. The two people in front of him were obviously about the same height, so they thought they were two men.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? It's a blessing. Such a blessing fell on me. How can I not write a book for the great Queen?" Qi Mou's words were full of praise, and he knocked on the guard's sword with one hand, "Please let me Let, we're running out of time."

The guard stepped aside.

As soon as he entered the city, Yan Bushi took off his hood and sighed with dissatisfaction: "It's such a trouble, your speech skills must be very poor."

This man was full of decadence and laziness.

"I love so much."

Qi Mou didn't say much, and walked quickly through the city, looking for the remaining friends.

The deafness stretched, followed slowly, but never took a step, and babbled indiscriminately, like babbling in a dream.

It's not that Qi Mou couldn't hear clearly, what he said was not human at all.

Most of the plainly dressed civilians rushed to the market, and occasionally a few people in noble clothes, accompanied by guards, swaggered into various high-end and expensive shops.

The Kingdom of Lies may be a standard fantasy country, where the people live in an interesting and ordinary way, rushing on the stone road for gold coins and bread.

But there are also bridges on the street that will only be staged in the story.

In front of the Flower Square, most of the passers-by stopped and gathered there to block the traffic.

Yan Buzhi patted Qi Mou on the shoulder: "Hello? Join in the fun."

"Maybe I still remember that you are deaf, not aphasia." Qi Mou nodded solemnly, pushed aside the crowd, and kept ridiculing the deaf, "The ability to express is so weak."

The deaf didn't know anything, so he lowered his head and asked, "What... what are you talking about?"

They squeezed to the inner circle, and they saw a boy with black cat ears!

The boy's eyes were slightly red, and he was picking up stones and throwing a man dressed as an aristocrat.

There were people chattering around.

"Wow, the cat turned into a human, is it cursed by a wizard?"

"It could be a cat that turned into a human. After eating the mysterious fruit..."

"The Marquis wants to take him as a slave, so bold, isn't he afraid of being discovered by the queen?"

"I want to touch his ears."

Qi Mou didn't move, but looked at the Marquis again.

The Marquis has a tall and straight figure, and his gestures are noble, and his speech is modest: "I just want to provide you with a place to live, please don't be so guarded... Oh, kitty, you can't hit people casually."

Even if it is smashed, it is still so modest, but when it comes to the mouths of the masses, it becomes an occupation.

Qi Mou thought, of these two people, one of them lost his words and the other lost his writing, right?

His "Madam" was deaf but spoke first, beckoning to the boy: "Black Cat, come here?"

Qi Mou stared at Yan Bushi, thinking to himself: It's good to cause trouble.

The black cat boy looked at Yan Bushi, then at Qi Mou, and then at the Marquis: "I..." hesitated.

Opened his mouth, breaking Qi Mou's wonderful fantasy.

These two can't be his little friends.

Passers-by all looked this way and said in an uproar, "How bold you dare to rob someone with the Marquis."

Qi Mou also stared at the black cat boy: "Are you homeless? I happen to want to raise a cat, because cats won't tamper with my manuscript like this guy next to me."

The hint in the words: Are you missing writing?

The boy's ears froze, as if he had found a savior, he kicked the ground in an instant, and was about to pounce on him.

But the Marquis said doubtfully: "Ah, can he not write? I just want to find someone who can write fast to write down my biography for me. It is really tiring to write by myself."

After hearing this, Qi Mou dodged to avoid the approaching black cat.

The young man flinched, in disbelief, he grabbed Qi Mou's clothes with his paws, and said, "I don't know how to write, and I won't change your manuscript!"

The Marquis also stared at him: "This... If you write fast, can you listen to my dictation and write a book for me?"

Qi Mou looked again between the two.

Funny, true or false.

Among the four, only Qi Mou and Dyslexia who are dyslexia can hear and speak.

After some communication, the real dyslexia must have known that Qi Mou had dyslexia.

So--

Qi Mou bowed to the Marquis: "Can I use your library? Well, I have endless curiosity about knowledge."

The Marquis quickly replied: "If you promise me, of course it will be fine. Please feel free to read the books in my house."

Marquis—Let the dyslexic read?

But the black cat boy yelled: "No! I can read you stories, and I don't need to go to other people's mansions."

Qi Mou looked down at the boy with cat ears.

Hmm, the concentration of insufficiency is too high.

The Marquis's servant suddenly said, "These two travelers are obviously on their honeymoon, so don't get involved!"

The black cat boy got a chance to express himself, held the hands of Qi Mou and Yan Bushi, and said sincerely: "It's okay, his lover can't hear you!"

Qi Mou choked out a laugh from his throat.

That sounds too bad.

The crowd also laughed loudly.

"En, um." Yan Bushi groaned twice, his eyes rolling with a smile, guessing, "They are very happy with your joining?"

The boy nodded repeatedly and pushed them away quickly.

Qi Mou put his hands on his chest and said sincerely: "Sorry, raising a cat is a lot of trouble for us, and we will visit again when we have a chance."

The Marquis sighed regretfully: "Well, I still want to write a story for the Queen."

No matter what the Marquis said, Qi Mou would not hesitate, the opportunity had already been given.

However, if the NPC really intends to deceive, how can it be so easy for the player to tell the difference?

Qi Mou just chose one of the two choices, which he thought was inscribing.

Stay away from crowds.

The afternoon sun was dazzling, and the palace in the distance made people dizzy.

"Is it you?" the writing-agnostic boy asked.

"Us?" Qi Mou raised his long eyebrows, looking for the next location, "Of course."

Yan Bushi became seldom talking again, talking to himself without speaking human words.

"Qi Mou?" Shi Shi suddenly shouted.

The dungeon system has disclosed player names before.

Qi Mou smiled lightly: "Call me?"

Fu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I was scared by this lie warning, and I was afraid that you would kidnap me."

"warn?"

"That's right, suddenly..."

Qi Mou also heard it.

[Lie warning: I have been awake for 6 hours.Just now, someone lied to you. 】

Someone lied.

Qi Mou's first thought was to take a look at Yan Buzhi.

Yan Buzhi opened his eyes slightly, with a sleepy look on his face.

Aware of Qi Mou's gaze, he grinned, and his harmless eyes fixed on Qi Mou at this moment: "You are doubting...I lied."

"Right?"

"Right?"

"Right."

The sound was softer and lower than the sound, like spider webs coming from all directions, weaving continuously in the bottom of my heart.