Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

Several people returned to the church, their memories still in a state of disorientation.

When he walked past the glass cover, he happened to look up as if he had just woken up from a dream.

There are a bunch of words like dogs crawling on it.

It also read: April 21, to attend his wedding.

Memory slowly knelt in front of the glass cover, alone in silence, no one bothered him.

As soon as Qi Mou came in, he fell ill, and the ice sealed him up, and he fell to the ground.

He felt that life was passing by, it was too late, and no amount of warmth could save it.

Si Si hugged him and wrapped him in the tent, "Don't be afraid."

I don't know who is afraid.

Fu Sheng was already sobbing softly, and no one wanted to lose another partner.

Qi Mou was in poor condition, he couldn't even close his eyes, he was stuck in the halfway of opening his eyes, and could only see the hazy figure in front of him.

The ears can't hear anything clearly, as if they are a deaf patient.

"..."

"..."

"..."

what did you say?

Without consciousness, time passed quickly.

Qi Mou felt the figure in front of him move, and he was moved to face the church door.

There are white shadows in the hazy vision, and it is another very snowy night.

A figure appeared in front of his eyes, with red and white blocks blurred and interlaced, but he stood upright and walked towards him step by step.

At this moment, the ice and snow around his ears broke.

Someone shouted: "Brother Yan——!"

The figure moved faster and faster, and stood in front of Qi Mou in a few steps.

Qi Mou wanted to raise his head to speak, but couldn't speak, so he forced a mocking smile.

Then the mouth was mercilessly opened, and something was stuffed.

It's painful, but the next moment...

The frost factor all over his body was broken, and heat poured into his blood again.

Qi Mou felt that he was like a fish frozen in a glacier, jumping over the ice in an instant and breaking through the ice.

There is still frost on the corner of the mouth, and white snow on the eyelashes.

Qi Mou moved his lips, finally able to pull out a bad enough smile.

He saw clearly what Yan Bushi looked like at this time.

Stubborn people return on a snowy night.

One eye was still bleeding, his forehead, hands and feet were torn apart, and he was in a very embarrassing situation.

The white cotton-padded jackets were all dyed into red cotton-padded jackets.

But that complexion...was extremely bad, gloomy and fierce, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

Qi Mou didn't have the self-consciousness of the rest of his life at all, and asked with a smile: "Do you like to hear my thanks?"

"I don't like it." Yan Bushi said coldly.

"Then I have to confess." Qi Mou moved his mouth, half of his face was stiff, and he was still raising his eyebrows forcefully, "I'm glad you came back to see me alive."

Yan Bushi turned his head and looked elsewhere.

Qi Mou pulled him over, pressed him down with cold hands, and leaned close to his ear: "Wounded man, don't be ignorant of good and evil, let me pay you back for you on a snowy night." The tone was faint, with uneven ups and downs. It's a bit penetrating.

The others finally laughed again, covering their faces and eyes.

But there was a discordant voice, slightly familiar.

"It's so lively... so lively, it's really nice here."

"Give him the medicine." Qi Mou subconsciously told Si Si, and looked up again.

Only then did he notice that there were two people standing at the door.

One is drama, which is trembling in.

The other is a tall bamboo pole with pigtails, bad luck.

Bad luck squinted and said with a smile: "You welcome me, welcome me, right? This place is very good, very good."

Drama walked around far away to avoid the bad luck. There were not many injuries on his body. He sat next to Qi Mou and said, "We have encountered bad luck. It's gone. What else do you want to hear?"

One sentence is enough to explain their tragic experience.

Qi Mou poked at the drama, then glanced at Yan Bushi who was starting to faint: "Why aren't you too hurt?"

Drama covered his mouth and smiled: "I want to laugh, don't scold me."

Here's the thing.

Drama Tanshou narrates: "When I jumped down, I saw Yan Ge accurately landed on the only rock without any buffer in a piece of fluffy snow, and his head was smashed. I'm okay, and I have a skill bonus."

"It's miserable." Qi Mou patted Yan Bushi's head kindly, "The side effect of the previous lie is that he was entangled by bad luck?"

Drama nods: "I think so. Well, then we have that weirdo."

The weirdos are smiling around the church, commenting on their resources.

The explorers are struggling to protect their food...but there's always food that gets blown away or accidentally falls to the ground.

Qi Mou snorted, "That's why you brought other men home."

"What are you talking about?" The drama stared wide-eyed and continued, "After that, Brother Yan lied and said 'I'm dead', and the bad luck said..."

"Okay, okay, I'll bury you." Shi Yun shook the shovel he was carrying and looked over, "What? Are you retelling?"

"That's it. I saw Brother Yan vomit blood and said 'you're dead'." Drama sighed.

Bad luck next to him smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, I can bury myself later, don't worry."

Drama spread out: "That's it, all the lies didn't work."

Qi Mou snorted and looked at Yan Bushi: "Aren't you very vigilant?"

Yan Bushi's head fell into Qi Mou's arms at some point, and upon hearing this, he opened his eyes and said, "One more thing, you're dead."

"Uh, are you willing to do so?" Qi Mou teased, then laughed to himself.

Yan Bushi closed his eyes.

Drama added: "Brother Yan drove it eight times in total, and the last time he broke through the limit, he probably suffered internal injuries."

"It's not good for you to be too stubborn for this kind of person. What did he say?"

Drama looks at bad luck: "Your wife is dead."

Bad Luck sighed: "Okay, okay, pity I haven't met her yet."

This man definitely did it on purpose.

"However, in the end, we found a fire lotus flower." Juju pointed to the corner of Qi Mou's mouth, "If you look at it, it can cure your illness, so I'll feed you when you hold it."

It also makes sense why bad luck comes. When bad luck is haunting you, it's best not to hide.

A few people huddled together in a corner of the church to keep warm, preparing to spend the night of chaos.

With Yan Bushi in his arms, Qi Mou honorably undertook the mission of taking care of the wounded.

Holding a handkerchief, he slowly wiped Yan Bushi's face and bruises, and said, "Jumping off a cliff? It sounded violent, but ended up on the ground."

Yan Bushi's eyes stared straight at him, wanting to kill someone.

The dusty handkerchief was stained red, so Qi Mou had no choice but to throw it aside, wipe it with his sleeve, and said, "I'll tell you a secret, I might fall in love with you."

Yan Bushi's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

"Huh? The gamble failed." Qi Mou sighed.

Yan Bushi raised his head, and suddenly raised his hand to pinch Qi Mou's chin: "If you flirt halfway, you will run away. You will play yourself to death sooner or later. Don't blame me for not being able to bear it."

"Help." Qi Mou's voice was very low, he raised his eyes to look left and right.

Bad luck suddenly pointed to the handkerchief that Yan Bushi held in his hand and tore fiercely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that's my handkerchief..."

Yan Bushi threw the handkerchief over.

A gust of wind blew in, and the blood-stained handkerchief flew back and slammed into his face.

"Pfft, hahaha!" Juju who was with Si Si Tuan next to him finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

Si Si: "Ahem...cough..."

Yan Bushi said lightly, "Aren't you all different?"

The play was surprised: "I am 1 point 0 and [-], and Si Si is pure [-] strong, I don't like him, what's the big difference?"

Si Si: "I remember ten days ago, you still said you were Chunyi. Also, I'm a straight man."

"I'm sorry." Juju clasped his hands together, and glanced at Qi Mou intentionally or unintentionally, "Recently, a pair of CPs in front of him couldn't hold the attack and receiver firmly, so they opened the door to mutual attack. I am willing not to be a pure 1."

"...Then why did I take it by force." Si Si was speechless.

The explorer next to him whispered, "You are very hardworking and willing to work hard."

Si Si thinks that this group of people is a bit sick. His 1.9 meters tall, handsome and sunny appearance, strong body, hard-working posture, and the way of caring for a straight brother... When has anyone said that he is raped? by!

"Some people like to be forced." Qi Mou lay down, opened Yan Bushi's teeth biting him, and fell asleep under the pressure, "Go to sleep."

Everyone lay down, Si Si was like a dazed big dog, sitting in the corner listening to the wind.

Oh, and the memory of sitting in front of the glass enclosure with him.

-

"What day is tomorrow?"

"The seventh day, the day of the performance is coming."

Yan Bushi opened his eyes dimly in the middle of the night, heard these two lines of dialogue, and also saw the metal plate on Qi Mou's chest, with the number - 1 written on it.

Seeing him awake, Qi Mou sat up, bent over to Yan Bushi's ear and said, "Do you believe me?"

The voice is very low, like putting a child to sleep.

Yan Bushi didn't reply, but Qi Mou still launched a gamble.

Ask again: "Do you believe me?"

I don't know if it was successful or not.

Qi Mou said, "Go to sleep."

Yan Bushi closed his eyes.

"Huh, it's really hard to put a child to sleep." Qi Mou patted Yan Bushi's back, looked at Si Si, "So I'm going to debut."

Exploration has said that if the most popular person performs, the stage will bloom and the snowstorm will be stopped.

Qi Mou suddenly became the number one, obviously because he got sick and was cured, so he had to go this time.

Si Si pondered for a while, then looked up at Qi Mou: "Don't go."

He didn't think about it, it seemed that he had reached a conclusion a long time ago, and only informed Qi Mou at this moment.

Qi Mou pointed it out: "Are you worried about exploring the flowers?"

The way to kill the snow child is false, and it is not true that throwing the snow child into the furnace can dissolve the blizzard.

So, does acting really end it all?

If he hadn't encountered a lie first, Qi Mou might have thought that this book was causing trouble, but unfortunately it wasn't.

Si Si nodded, as he approved of Qi Mou's guess.

The way to know everything is to hear about it, which is more like a huge rumor than a lie.

And they were led by the nose by this dungeon from the very beginning.

"It doesn't matter, there is a beginning and an end." Qi Mou gently put Yan Bushi down, got up, and stood still, "I have to go."

Si Si didn't stop him, on the contrary, he also got up: "Yes, if you want to do it, I support you."

The two went out together, but instead of walking all the way, they parted ways.

The codename is fraudulent, running around at night.

-

It was dawn, and there was no one on the stage except Qi Mou.

The audience all came early, standing under the stage looking up, as if looking at a god.

"His illness is cured...he is favored..."

"Sure...can...break through the blizzard..."

The residents spoke in bits and pieces.

Qi Mou thought in his heart: At the beginning, we should let the drama touch that child, to perform, how appropriate.

He has no talent, and he doesn't like entertainment performances very much.But acting should be the key to breaking the barrier, he always has to try.

So get your hands on it, great orator.

Qi Mou stood still and let the wind and snow blow his hair.

When the morning light shone on his face, he said, "I have no talent, so I can tell you something."

The crowd didn't dislike him, they all clapped their hands silently.

"I come from a place with four seasons."

[I come from a place with four seasons, unlike here, the snowstorm does not stop.

Do you know what spring looks like?That was the reward for surviving the winter.I don't like flowers, but they bloom really beautifully.I don't like kids, but they also had a really good time.

I know a lot of people in the spring, but I have very few friends.

There is a friend who wants to hold a wedding in spring.I'd go to this kind of old crappy ritual, give a [-] point of my blessings, and have a good time taunting or bantering.

A wedding is a ceremony that can only be celebrated when two people in love hold it together.After concluding this kind of ceremony, they don't have to care about the cold wind, they don't have to be trapped in hunger, and they don't have to be afraid of the torture of diseases like you, why, don't you believe it?If you don't believe me, you can try it with your lover.

I may do the same with my lover, if the other party is willing.

We will wear suits or wedding dresses, hold this ceremony in the most meaningful place, arrange delicious food that can entertain all guests, and walk the road of memories.

Oh, well, I admit that what I like is a man, there is no wedding dress, and he wears it if he wants to wear it.

After he met me, he was already very miserable. He was injured every day, running around, and even couldn't speak some words, so he was suffocating himself to death.So I plan to propose to him when the trip is over.

We would buy a house with a garden and sleep together on garden loungers in the afternoons.Get some pets, a chubby cat, or a chubby dog, you can let the pet assist you when teasing him.

I want to kiss him in the sun and make out with him late at night.

I also want to change clothes with each other, join forces to anger others, sneak attack him when he is not prepared, strive for the model CP list, and go on dates anytime, anywhere.

Well, that's all, I think I'm romantic enough.

Having said so much, I just want you to give me a chance to score higher and let spring come. 】

"Fulfill my dream, okay?" After Qi Mou finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Some of the residents in the audience wiped away their tears and nodded repeatedly: "We also want a wife... Bah, we want spring."

Qi Mou smiled and squeezed his hands.

Just now he grouped up the Nine Layers of Deception, I don't know if it will be useful.

Anyway, in this book, there are not many NPCs who can understand human language and have value, and they are not afraid of wasting.

Qi Mou, starting with the residents' hope - spring, involving a friend's wedding, and then applying it to himself to mobilize the emotions of the masses, he is really an old soft writer.

What show do you want?nonexistent.

The 1 on Qi Mou's chest became shiny and gleamed with colorful lights, as if to show that he was a pure 1 with strong bones.

In the depths of the stage, sprouts slowly emerged.

Qi Mou walked over and stared at it.

The young bud germinated and grew in an instant, and a white flower grew out, elegant and moving.

Qi Mou leaned over to touch the flowers, picked up the stems and sniffed them.

Can this flower bring spring?Or a colder wind?

Qi Mou still held up the flower.

The white flowers trembled in the sun, very beautiful.

The residents also looked up, and the child smiled.

But in an instant, the blizzard became bigger again.

The fierce wind and snow tore the fragile white flowers to pieces, and the petals were mixed into the wind and snow, and they disappeared instantly, and the stems were blown away.

"Huh..." Qi Mou turned around and looked at the whole town.

The boards that were lifted, the stones that were blown down, and the fur that blocked the wind.

Like the flower that was easily destroyed, the whole town was torn apart by the violent wind and snow, and merged into one again.

Feng Xueyan is approaching here!

Several of his partners in the church in the distance are also rushing here quickly.

In the audience, the residents cursed angrily.

"Liar! Liar! Burn him!"

"Liar! Make him into fuel!"

"Liar! Give me back my home!"

The author has something to say: Including last night's zero o'clock, the second update is over.Great.