Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

In the early hours of the night.

People who have stayed up for several nights and haven't slept well are in a circle at the corner of the church.

Si Si squatted there against the wall, hesitating to speak: "..."

Pretending to be dazed by successive twists and turns, he suggested: "Why don't you send it into the furnace to warm you up, and fight poison with fire?"

Memory slapped him on the forehead: "That thing can burn even a snow child to death."

The exploration hats were all gone, and he sighed: "I have tried all the medicines that can help, and now he is fine, maybe because just now..."

Drama deliberately coughed: "Ahem, umm."

Discovery shut up.

Yan Bushi walked over from Qi Mou's side, stood far away from them, stared at them for a while, walked out, and said in a displeased tone: "Useless trash."

The drama translator said: "Don't worry, he is not necessarily scolding you."

"Obviously not talking about himself." Memory comforted.

Pretend to be dull and said: "You comforted a ghost... Wait, where is he going?!"

Everyone saw that Yan Buzhi walked south after leaving the door, as if he was catching a plane after being publicly executed at the airport.

"Bone Beach? I have already confirmed that I have lost all my exploration skills." Exploration stood up and said.

Si Si raised his head slowly: "No."

"He's going to jump off a cliff."

-

Pretending that the wounded person stayed with Qi Mou, the others chased Yan Bushi exhaustedly.

"Why is he going to Howling Ice Cliff?" Xun Xun asked while wrapped in a coat, his mouth was filled with snow as soon as he opened his mouth, "Gulu Gulu..."

The drama said with difficulty: "When we didn't enter the book, we met [Bad Luck]. He said he was going to the cold wind and ice cliff to find a handkerchief, but he was not in the ABC three groups. Maybe, Lie thinks that Bad Luck is an important NPC, go there Let’s see if it’s still possible to save, treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor... Gululu.”

Yan Bushi's figure was too fast, he was already dressed in white, and almost disappeared in the flying snow.

"Brother Yan—" Juju tried to shout, and took a step in the snow, "Slow down—let's go together—Gululu."

Memory whispered: "Stop shouting, he won't turn his head back, he can catch up fast."

Even if the cold wind and ice cliff were the last hope, they didn't want Yan Bushi to jump off without preparation to find bad luck.

But Yan Bushi ran really—too fast!

The memory couldn't help saying Si Si: "Don't you have the fast running speed that your parents are proud of?"

Si Sidu, who was wheezing, gave him a speechless look: "Gululu..."

The dancing girl shook her head: "I...I can't do it either..."

The six of them managed to cross the bone beach, and were about to reach the ice cliff, when they saw Yan Bushi jump without hesitation.

……

"Brother Yan!" Juju rushed forward.

But to no avail, he could only squat on the edge of the ice cliff and look down.

Drama slowly turned back: "Man, I can't see it."

When everyone closed their eyes, it was over.

But Juju stood up straight, facing the crowd, with his back to the ice cliff, straightened his collar, as if he was about to do something.

Everyone was forced to open their eyes, but the scene in front of them turned into a viewing frame, and there was only drama in it.

[Dramatic performance, start. 】

Drama smiled resolutely, raised his eyebrows and looked at them, or the snow-capped mountains behind them.

His hair was blown by the wind and flapped to one side.

"You can kill me today," he said.

People in Group B are confused, especially when exploring.

"But I can't kill my former glory and my illustrious reputation." Drama opened his arms, took a step back, and stepped on the edge of the snow, "let alone make my soul bow."

He took another step back and fell, out of sight.

But then, a hand rested on the edge of the cliff, raised a finger slightly, and swayed left and right, which was very ironic.

"You can kill me today, but you can't kill me tomorrow. This is just the beginning of the story."

Hand released.

The wind and snow rolled harder, and seemed to play out the bad scenes hard for the actor.

Several people had no choice but to raise their hands, resisting with their bodies and the furious wind and snow.

After a while, the surrounding wind calmed down, a glimmer of sunlight appeared in the sky, and the snow slowly fell to the ground.

Everyone's vision returned to clear, and no one went to look under the ice cliff.

The memory explained: "At least the drama is fine, he is playing a protagonist who jumps off a cliff."

"Drama, lies." Exploration was slightly stunned, then looked at them again, "Which one of you is thinking and cheating?"

Si Si, who turned into a healthy person in Group A, said with a straight face, "I'm a fraud." Then he turned around and walked back.

Probing and thinking: "Should I believe it? Wait, the one inside is about resurrection, you guys are so anxious... Fuck, is he a fraud?"

"I'm a fraud, I'm a fraud." Si Si, who has always been gentle, said in a particularly bad tone, "I did it voluntarily."

Despite the urgency of the situation, the memory couldn't help laughing: "...Everyone was driven crazy, and everyone volunteered."

They gathered some food and had to go back to the church by noon to feed the two wounded.

-

The cold dissipated, and Qi Mou started to feel hot again. The feeling of ice and fire is really hard.

The disguise outside the glass cover suddenly asked: "Brother...you, how do you feel?"

"Sore throat, headache, hot all over." Qi Mou succinctly satisfied this curious baby.

Pretended to be suspiciously silent: "Uh..."

Qi Mou reluctantly opened his eyes to look at him: "?"

The pretended blushing was a little abnormal, and the person was also groggy, and he felt like he was about to fall when he sat on the side.

Pretending to shake his head hard to wake himself up, he said, "I...me too."

It's over.

"My wounds haven't healed yet." He pretended to be scratching his body, revealing those wounds, "That Xuezi always relies on hurting people, you, me, don't you... rely on this to get the infection." of?"

So the other people are not sick, and the person who came to hug Qi Mou last night has nothing to do.

"Are you sure?" Qi Mou asked cautiously.

Pretended to look at Qi Mou for a while, observed for a while, then looked at himself at the window, and said, "I'm sure, really. Maybe it was when someone helped you ventilate just now..."

beep.

Qi Mou knocked on the glass cover, slowly opened the opening, moved in, and said, "Come on."

Pretending to be dead, he also lay down in it, but the two of them turned their backs, and no one paid attention to the other.

Click, like closing a coffin, these two people sealed themselves.

The footsteps of five people outside came.

"I brought delicious food today." Memories put down the food and looked around, "Where are you pretending?"

beep.

Inside the glass cover, Qi Mou turned over and rolled the disguise to the other side.

The disguise with a big face against the glass: "...Brother, I'm sick too. Don't come here for those who are injured, others can."

The five people sighed, "How many did you break this day?"

It's Group B's turn to be affectionate.

The memory paused, and he still sat on the edge of the glass cover without saying anything.

The dancing girl held her face together: "...I won't scold you for pretending, get well soon."

Fusheng crossed his arms: "Hey, I hope everyone is Fusheng."

Qi Mou probably knew in his heart that he didn't die last night, it was the man who kept him warm all night and left in the early morning, but today, maybe he couldn't escape.

He saw that Yan Bushi and the drama were not there, so he knew what was going on.

The atmosphere among the healthy five people is very tense, and they are faced with the situation that their companions who have life-threatening friendships are about to die.

The dancers kindly opened one corner and stuffed in two slices of meat, but unfortunately neither of them could eat it.

Although Xiao Fusheng was not familiar with them, his eyes turned a little red for no reason.

Si Si and Tan Xun sat here and watched Qi Mou, and the people in Group B sat there and watched the camouflage.

Qi Mou knocked on the glass and couldn't help laughing: "Are you waiting for the funeral?"

Pretending to touch the glass cover, looking at the memory affectionately: "Brother, I will confess something to you."

Having said this, everyone's nature of eating melons is exposed again.

The dancer blinked: "What? Do you want to confess? I have been in love with my brother secretly for many years, and seeing my brother find a wife is miserable, and I can finally say it before I die. It's a big show."

Pretend to have a stinky face: "Don't interrupt, I'm serious..."

Memory put his hand through the glass cover and camouflage, frowning: "You say."

Exploration and resurrection couldn't help but say, "You can say anything."

Qi Mou complained, "Is it a last wish?"

Although it is a joke, everyone is really listening to the pretend speech seriously.

She pretended to be ashamed and said, "I'm sorry, what I did to you, brother!"

That's it?

Memory sighed: "It's okay, what can happen."

"That's it." The others echoed.

"It's been too long since you wrote the book last time..." The camouflage tactic leaned back, leaning against Qi Mou tightly, closing his eyes and not daring to look at the memory, "I pretended to be you and went to see my sister-in-law, um."

Silence.

The original atmosphere of life and death was suddenly broken, and everyone cast aside this scumbag in outrage!

The dancer put her hands on her hips angrily: "Bah! I thought you could be such a good person!"

The memory laughed, but did not speak for a moment.

Si Sidu couldn't help putting his fist against his mouth: "Cough...cough..."

Si Si said lightly: "Sister-in-law's speech is sweet?"

Qi Mou quietly continued: "Is my sister-in-law fragrant?"

Pretending to shake his head quickly, his hoarse voice broke his voice: "Sister-in-law misses him, so I just said a few words for him, and I didn't do anything!!!"

Qi Mou repeated the team name he had pretended and remembered: "Sister-in-law is really fragrant."

Everyone laughed a few times, feeling in their hearts that pretending would not be a real thing.

"Don't do this next time." Memory rubbed his head, opened his eyes and looked at everyone, "By the way, although it looks like a flag, after going out, I invite you to my wedding."

"Of course, I'm the best man." He pretended to smile.

The dancer blinked: "Does your wife have a sister group? If not, I will be a bridesmaid!"

Memory should be.

Explore and join in the fun: "What about us?"

The memory hesitated and said: "Let's be the best man together...Or, do you want women's clothes?"

"do not want!"

Sooner or later night would draw near, and they would have to go out and explore.

Everyone has the same question in their mind.

Has the furnace been repaired today?Who will be burned to ashes?

What happened to Yan Bushi and the drama who went out?Is there a way to save Qi Mou and disguise?

I hope that everyone can live and be the best man and bridesmaid of memory together.

Hope.

Pray.

……