Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

A ghost with a lamp during the day, and a person who blows out the fire at night?

Later, there was only one ghost left in the world.

You can hunt him down.

——"Fraud Postscript 03"——

As soon as we landed, the sky became gloomy, but the surrounding area was much brighter.

There was a light rain at the ferry.

Time passed quietly, and what was once night became day.

This is a riverside fishing village, quiet and harmonious, with fresh air, and four people are wandering at the entrance of the village.

It's a pity that their system is not there, and there is no guidance.

The drama looked around and was the first to comment: "It's a bit backward, there are no electric wires that were popular ten years ago, but the architecture is not so simple, so it's lucky?"

There are some reinforced concrete buildings around them, but more are thatched bricks and tiles.Compared with the modern development of the outside world, it looks like a slightly clumsy and slow backward village.

Qi Mou walked into the village, walking on the land with a strange expression on his face.

He carefully looked at the plants and trees around him, and suddenly looked at the river flowing by the village, without moving for a while.

Si Si asked sharply, "What's wrong?"

Qi Mou smiled slightly, shook his head and remained silent.

Yan Bushi glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid you can close your eyes."

Indeed, the tranquility of the eastern village is also terrifying.

"I'm afraid you can pull my sleeve." Qi Mou stretched out his hand, looking up at the sky here.

It was clearly daytime, but the clouds were overcast, and the drizzle fell on his face, slightly dampening his black hair.

The drama hesitated to speak, and walked forward alone.

They came to the first flat intersection, and suddenly there was a horrifying singing in the field, singing foolishly.

[Good ghosts go, evil ghosts come.

There are ghosts in the village tonight.

The candle is red, the candle is extinguished.

He was hurt by the red candle,

He likes candles extinguished best.

Children come, children go.

Children don't like candles,

The child said: You have changed.

We say: You have changed. 】

"Ghosts are coming to the village tonight...hehehe..." You Feng took this song and poured it into his ears.

Juju curled her lips and touched her arm: "Can you order some things in Yangjian?"

Qi Mou: "This place is already hell."

They looked at the source of the singing, and saw a man with disheveled hair, who was farming in a paddy field, just an ordinary farmer.

The man suddenly raised his head, shook his muddy hands with them, and smiled honestly: "It's you who changed...hehe..."

As soon as this smile came out, Qi Mou touched his face, stood behind Yan Bushi, frowned and said, "I feel like I can't talk to the NPC here."

Yan Bushi didn't intend to communicate with this person, and the drama even retreated to the end.

Si Si stepped forward bravely, and greeted him from a distance: "Hello, we are tourists from outside the village, may I ask where is there a resting place?"

"The village...outside the village..." The farmer was a little stupid, looking at Si Si blankly, "Today, tonight, a ghost came to the village..."

Communication failed, and the farmer was singing that folk song over and over again.

They gave up on the guy for now and moved on.

Drama sighed melancholy: "Time, system T! Let's make it clear, nine people and one ghost, is it ten players or nine players? Is the ghost among the people or not?"

[The system T is hanging up, your message has been automatically received, please make persistent efforts and work hard to break through the level...]

Known information: nine people, one ghost, ghosts can kill people, unknown strange ballads.

Qi Mou smiled lightly, with a rare good temper, walking on the winding path, thinking while walking: "Ghosts are afraid of candlelight?"

"It is said in the ballad that ghosts like to put out candles, and ghosts come tonight." Si Si thought for a while, "I'm afraid the ghosts are among the players. I didn't receive a reminder. There are others, so let's find them first."

Qi Mou teased Yan Bushi: "Little devil?"

"Old ghost." Yan Bushi resisted the teasing.

None of the four received any hints related to ghosts.

Along the way, they finally arrived at the village where the villagers lived. From the outside, they could see at a glance that there was a candle in every window, but it hadn't been lit yet.

Passing through the alley, someone stuck his head out of the window to watch them, and when they passed by, he grabbed Si Si's hand.

Si Si instinctively wanted to wring the hand off, but when he turned his head, he saw that it was a delicate short-haired woman who was grabbing him, and the strength in his hand was lost instantly.

The woman opened her lifeless eyes and muttered, "Fire...fire...fire...remember...fire."

Si Si looked embarrassed: "Okay, okay, remember..."

Qi Mou laughed: "Where there is you, there are women."

The short-haired woman winked kindly at Si Si and closed the window.

From this point of view, candlelight may be something used by their village to ward off evil spirits.

Then—tonight came the ghost.

"Look for the candlelight first, and be prepared." Qi Mou said.

Yan Bushi casually pointed to the woman's house just now, and said without conscience: "Steal."

Si Si touched his nose: "They reminded us..."

Good guy, he is still taking care of women at this time.

"Oh~ oh oh oh~~ oh oh oh~" A strange man's voice came from a distance, the voice was hoarse and extremely weird, "Ah~ ah~ ah~."

Drama covered his face: "What the hell is Dongfang City! Thankfully I never came before."

On the small river bridge in front of them, a peddler carrying a pole came erratically, with his mouth open and yelling.

The poles are full of candle holders, red candles and flints, which is really a blessing from heaven.

Qi Mou naturally also went up to meet him, and asked friendlyly: "Sell?"

"Ah..." The salesman opened his mouth, stared at Qi Mou, and nodded.There is no tongue in his mouth, he only knows how to scream.

This peddler looked quite terrifying, half of his eyes were blind, and the blue and white eyelids covered the eyeballs, which squirmed with the movement of his eyes.

There was a large mole on his cheek, his skin was very rough, several disfigured scars randomly stretched across his face, and his yellow teeth were incomplete. Judging from his hunched waist, he was at least 50 years old.

In his heart, Qi Mou could accept talking with a person like this at close range, so he still smiled and asked, "Please give us four each, what do you need?"

The ugly man laughed twice, which made his face even more ridiculous.

He put down the shoulder pole, pointed at Qi Mou unexpectedly, and made a gesture of wanting to embrace him.

Qi Mou subconsciously took two steps back, looking back at his teammates with a stern expression.

What's the matter with this NPC? ?

Yan Bushi pulled Qi Mou's clothes and brought them back, raised his face and smiled, but his tone was faint: "This is...an old...ghost..."

The ugly guy blinked his eyes in a daze, and wanted to hug: "Ah? Ah?"

Yan Buzhi pushed Si Si decisively, and Si Si silently turned his head to look at Qi Mou.

Qi Mou didn't care.

With a look of grief and indignation, Si Si voluntarily pointed to himself, with the appearance of "official, what do you think of me?"

The ugly man looked at Si Si, frowned, and seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled, and reached out to pat Si Si on the shoulder: "Ahh..."

Then he turned his head, still wanting to embrace Qi Mou.

Drama laughed wildly: "Miss Sisi, no one wants it."

Si Si pushed the drama in front of Qi Mou with his backhand, blocking the ugly guy.

Juju covered his arms and closed his eyes: "No..."

Unexpectedly, the ugly man shook his head and waved his hands, still persistently wanting to hug Qimou.

Seeing this, Qi Mou pushed away his teammates, straightened his waist, and said to the ugly man, "Come here and hug."

Xiaoqi read the note: [The big gamble is on. 】

The ugly man happily came over to hug Qi Mou.

Xiaoqi read the article: [The big gamble takes effect, the degree of execution is 100%, and the degree of trust is 100%. 】

Qi Mou was a little surprised that this strange NPC had full trust.

But before that hand touched him, Qi Mou hurriedly said: "Don't touch me, hand over the goods to us voluntarily."

[The gamble effect activates, let the other party obey your orders. 】

The ugly man smiled and nodded, let go, and gave them all the goods in a shoulder pole, which was a candle for nine people, with red candles and flints.

Nine people, it seems that there are indeed nine players.

Si Si hugged the whole thing in his arms, gaining a lot.

"Thank you." Qi Mou smiled at the ugly peddler and wanted to pass by on the bridge.

But at this moment, he suddenly couldn't move, and his steps stopped halfway.

The ugly man tilted his head and hugged him.Not very close, just hugged Qi Mou vaguely, and patted his back lightly.

The three teammates were all dumbfounded, with different expressions.

But the most stunned was Qi Mou.

I don't know why, when the hand patted on the back of his heart, Qi Mou's heart also trembled, as if he felt the enlightened clarity.

After the ugly man let go and left with a shoulder pole humming, Qi Mou slowly came back to his senses and stared at the ground with his head down.

Drama is slightly worried: "Hello? Qi Mou?"

"What did he do?" Yan Bushi asked alertly.

Qi Mou looked back at the back of the ugly man, pinched his Adam's apple unconsciously, and comforted his teammates: "It's okay. However, half of the big bet has been broken."

The three were silent.

Part of the effect of the last fraud was offset because of bad luck.

What happened this time?

Thinking about it, Qi Mou suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Where is there a spare house?"

The ugly man who walked tens of meters away also turned his head and pointed them a way.

"His credibility is a little higher than others." Qi Mou explained, "There are not many NPCs who trust me 100% in high-gamble situations."

That's right, sometimes, players with good brains are better at cheating.

Si Si nodded, held the candle to open the way, and followed the direction pointed by the salesman to the south of the village.

Along the way, the doors of every household were closed, except in the deepest part of the road, there was a big house with the door wide open, as if to welcome them.

There are two Spring Festival couplets pasted on the door.

Qi Mou approached, and read the couplet in a low tone: "I don't know if it's a human or a ghost, half-human, half-ghost, enter quickly."

Drama supplement: "Horizontal batch, ghostly candlelight."

The handwriting on the couplet is clearly square and awe-inspiring, but when the ghost character is written, there is a different kind of evil.

The rain suddenly became much heavier at this time, and everyone's bodies were wet.

Beside the door is a blossoming peach tree, swaying miserably under the wind and rain.

"Come on in." Si Si took off his clothes, and sheltered a few fluffy bags from the wind and rain.

The front yard was deserted and earthy, and there was an empty fish rack with no fish on it.

A row of thatched houses stood in front of them, shaking harder than the peach blossom trees outside in the wind and rain, and the bright dilapidated buildings warned.

"... This way, other people's homes are at least reinforced concrete and mixed soil?" The play laughed bitterly.

Qi Mou opened the main door, stepped in, and joked about the drama: "Master Xi, don't worry about it at this time."

There were people in the room, but it was dimly lit.

The five people in the house raised their heads vigilantly, and saw the door of the house was wide open, and there was a strong wind and rain outside, and there was hidden lightning breaking through the air, and the white light from it hit the faces of the four visitors, which was very terrifying.

A tall, long-haired man with a blindfold on his left eye was taken aback, and immediately raised his hand: "Is it a human or a ghost?"

Drenched in the rain, the four evils from all directions walked in together without saying a word, like ghosts and monsters who were looking for their lives.

The long-haired man tremblingly wanted to take off the blindfold, and read: "The psychic..."

Qi Mou waved his hand with a smile and stopped him: "Don't worry, it's a player, we are late, sorry."

Si Si closed the door behind him, making the room peaceful again.

The main house is a hall with just a few tables, some books, and a broom and mop.

penniless.

Five people sat around the table, just sitting in a half circle, looking at the four of them.

The long-haired man saw the person clearly, and finally sat down: "Well, it seems that the nine of us are the ones participating in this dungeon?"

Si Si also calmly sat down, put the candle on the table, shook his hair, shook the long-haired man's face, and said, "According to our information, yes."

What bad thoughts can a dog have, the dog just shakes the water.

The long-haired man touched his face and was a little surprised: "Do you have information? We all came in directly from Dongfang City. System T said that we will talk about the rules together when everyone is together, and it turns out..."

"Run away." Si Si continued seriously, "We exchanged nine candlesticks and candles from the NPC, which should imply that there are nine players."

"and then?"

"Gone."

"What about System T?"

"Not anymore."

……

Qi Mou took a look at these five people and found that they were all very interesting.

The long-haired man is surrounded by a 1.9-meter-tall man, but he is cleanly dressed.

The third is a 1.7-meter-tall boy with his head bowed, his face covered by the hood of the sweater.

The remaining two... turned out to be a curly-haired man holding a neck pillow, drooling sleepily, and the person next to him seemed to be his caretaker, patting his back to lull him to sleep.

This posture is a bit familiar, like in a snowstorm...

Qi Mou leaned back and said, "System T, overstocking will cause complaints. Be careful that someone will add strange effects to you. What you get tonight will be obtained by the space tomorrow night."

[Here - your system T is online. 】

Can this really call the system back?Are you always in love?

The bass seemed to be a little deeper, and his breathing was a lot heavier: [Oh, everyone is here, let me tell you first, if someone dies here, he won't really die. 】

Everyone breathes a sigh of relief.I was annoyed by A's death and obliteration before, but faced with T's conscience system, I felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden.

Maybe T just likes to hang up a little bit!

But Qi Mou asked in his heart: what if the ghost died?

T continued to introduce the pitiful information: [Now, you all look at the shelf in the middle of the room. 】

Everyone looked along, and there seemed to be a candle, and the candle on it was blue.

【This is time. 】

Blue candles burned, illuminating their sight.

Candle is time?Do you have time for them?What if it burns out?

[Uh... Shi Jianxi...!At this time, you are still...talking to, other people..., huh? 】

Another strange voice came, and everyone covered their mouths and straightened their ears.

[Okay, I'll pay you eight hundred times... Here, here. 】

[System T has been hung up, and the information has been given, please try your best to clear the level. 】

Give a lonely.

The 1.7-meter boy in a sweater suddenly raised his head, threw himself in front of the blue candle, touched it, and sat down after heaving a sigh of relief.

Everyone wondered: "?"

The boy also noticed that his behavior was weird, and lifted up the brand new blue candle in his hand: "I'm sorry, I saw the only one, and I subconsciously wanted to copy it..."

The code name is copied, and the first one is exposed.

Qi Mou laughed twice, and asked: "Time and space, please dig deeper."

The long-haired man said mysteriously: "You don't know? Oh, it is said that the two of them agreed to you once and I once, but on the first night..."

"Time desperately went back and read the file, and tossed the space [-] times. The space didn't know it. Later, the official meeting was held, and after reading the records, they found out that they started arguing every day." The strong man next to him answered with a blank expression.

"Time is very useful." Qi Mou commented.

Yan Buzhi unconsciously said: "You are also very useful."

"I'm... innocent." Qi Mou lowered his eyebrows and said something with a half-smile, as if he wanted to call people's souls away.

It was getting late.

The long-haired man finally said, "You all know that ghosts can kill people. I don't know if ghosts are among us. I'll just report my family first."

"I'm a psychic."

He directly took out his code card, and it came out, and the purple pattern was very flamboyant.

Qi Mou shouted: "Is this the wise man jumping first?"

"Yes." Tong Ling smiled with squinted eyes, and pointed at the strong man, "But I'm not afraid, I have bound milk."

The audience looked at the muscular man with a height of more than 1.9 meters and ten in shock.

Drama stretched his neck and asked, "Say it again, what is bound?"

"Grandma, isn't his tit big? Cough cough, just kidding." The psychic tapped the strong man's huge chest muscles.

The strong man hummed calmly: "I am a cure."

Si Si seemed to see his colleague - a strong man who was not a combat type, and his eyes were on the verge of tears.

Replication expresses disbelief: "How do you prove that you are cured?"

Healing didn't blink, and immediately raised the psychic's hand, snapping it off.

The sound of bone cracking.

"what--!"

The scream almost blew the blue candle out of order.

Healing covered the psychic's mouth with one hand, and touched the swollen palm with the other, and a white light appeared.

Five seconds later.

Tong Ling shook his restored hand and took a few breaths: "I'm sorry, the bound milk is a bit wild."

For a moment no one dared to speak.

The psychic said again: "It's still raining heavily outside. Let's stay in the house on the first night to see what happens. There are four rooms in total. Let's live in two. Don't sleep at night to ensure safety. I will stay in Hunt ghosts at night."

Playing a book with nine people and one ghost, there are actually a prophet with sky eyes and a fierce nurse. It's a fairy start.

The drama joked: "What are you playing, ghosts raise your hands and surrender."

But his eyes turned cold again, he secretly looked at his teammates and shook his head.

Qi Mou knew that the drama wanted to say: I am afraid this game is not that simple.

Nine people and one ghost, where is the ghost?

Ghosts can kill people, what do people do?

The person holding the neck pillow over there grunted, and the man wearing glasses next to him raised his head and said, "Sorry, he is a fool, and I am his caretaker. If you need anything, you can call me. At present, there is no more than one of the nine people. Ghost, or no ghost, I don't need to lie to you."

Si Si coughed suddenly. He was pretending to be a fool in "The Snowy Night" before, but he didn't expect...

"Really? There are psychics, nurses, and fools." Qi Mou joked.

This configuration is really a bit like a board game that was popular many years ago, but he doesn't play it very much, one is that he has no opponents, and the other is that he doesn't like the rules, which are not within his scope of interest.

The psychic focused on the Eight Directions and Four Evils: "Well, we are five white cards, how about you?"

White card refers to a code name that tends to be used in a serious manner, and will not trigger effects through bullying others or bad behavior.In other words, the roots are right and the seedlings are red.

The eight directions and four evils are silent.

Drama belongs to black and white, because it is aggressive, destructive, and capable of confronting others, it is generally classified as black.

Thinking about this white card, he silently opened his mouth.

Fraud, drama, and lies all stared at Si Si resentfully, with words written all over his face: If you say you are thinking, we will directly expose the code name, and we will do you first when the time comes.

Now who doesn't know the team configuration of the eight directions and four evils?

The three bosses in the deception play sat facing the five Bai codenames, so Lian Si could only pretend to be a boss and stare at them.

It was written all over the body: We are four blacks, don't ask.

But fortunately, the black and white codenames don't discriminate and be wary of each other, because they are all temporary teammates.

Tong Ling nodded: "Okay, let's not ask, just ask for help."

It was getting dark, and there were two or three birds chirping outside.The wind and rain have also stopped, and the house is almost dark.

Si Si had just finished deceiving people, and his conscience hurt a little. He took the initiative to share candles among the nine people, and said, "Have you heard the ballad?" He hurts from being burned by a red candle, and he likes the candle to go out the most.' I looked outside Residents of the city are also relying on this to avoid ghosts, you can use it."

Duplicate raised his hand weakly: "Okay, but there are nine people in four rooms, you all know each other, what should I do?"

No one took him in.

The psychic smiled and said, "You just make do with the night in the lobby, and if someone dies tonight, you can go to work."

Duplicate shrank in the hall, lit candles, and gave himself a little warmth.

"If I see a ghost, I will call you, and I will try to use candlelight to deal with him." The psychic looked at the healing with peace of mind.

The Fool and his attendant are gone, room one on the left.

Juju walks shoulder-to-shoulder with Si Si with great insight, winks at Qi Mou, and mouths: "Come on." He goes to the second room on the left.

Qi Mou smiled at Yan Bushi, and was about to choose a house when the long-haired psychic suddenly grabbed Qi Mou and asked, "You are in charge, what do you call you?"

Qi Mou didn't lie to him: "Name, Qi Mou."

Most also don't know the fraud's real name.

"Qi Mou." Tong Ling nodded, "Healing and I sleep third on the right, so that I can keep an eye on the movement outside. The window in your room has a good view, but there will be air leakage. Remember to pay attention to the village at night."

Do you want to look out the window at night in the deserted village?

"Okay." Qi Mou agreed, and in the darkness, he put his finger to his lips, looked at the psychic, "I wish you a sweet dream."

Yan Bushi suddenly stared at Tong Ling with a smile: "I wish you a sweet dream."

The psychic gets the wish of deceit & lies x2.

Seth glanced back.

Juju whispered something to Si Si, Si Si waved his hands again and again, and walked away quickly.

The psychic touched his arm, and healed and went back to the house to wait for the night.

Deceit and lies crept into the innermost chambers.

-

The room fourth from the right is indeed a bit cold, and the windows are creaked by the wind.

Fortunately, one bed was clean... well, there was only one.

Yan Bushi lay down on the bed, and Qi Mou also came up, but walked across the bed to the window.

Yan Buzhi hesitated to speak: "..."

Not far away, the calm evening river was dyed black and gold, and thousands of families lit candles, adding beauty to the silent night.

The moon by the river is also very beautiful, faintly shrouded in deep black clouds, and the soft light is reflected by people's candlelight.

Qi Mou liked the scenery here very much, and felt inexplicably peaceful.

"Tap." Qi Mou looked at the moon, hummed subconsciously, and tapped the window frame with his fingers, making a strange rhythm, "Tap..."

Yan Bushi: "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Mou slowly turned his head to look at Yan Bushi, stopped humming, closed the window as hard as he could, and lay obediently beside him.He lit candles on both sides of the bed and said with a smile, "Are you sleepy? Go to sleep."

Yan Bushi really drooped his eyelids, and fell asleep leaning against Qi Mou's collarbone.

Qi Mou tilted his head, looking at the flickering candlelight, he also started to get confused.

It was late at night, and Qi Mou fell asleep.

-

At dawn, Qi Mou woke up. He didn't dream last night, and even slept well.

Beside him, Yan Bushi's head was still pressing on his collarbone, so numb that Qi Mou lost consciousness.

Qi Mou turned his head to look again, the red candle beside the bed had burned out, and the candle was covered with wax oil.

It was bad, and he didn't want to betray another hug.

Qi Mou shook Yan Buzhi, pulled the man up, and went to the lobby to gather.He walked in a hurry and didn't pay attention to the situation in the corridor.

I shouldn't have been sleepy last night, but I actually fell asleep. It may be the forced hypnotic effect of the dungeon.

So, maybe accidents happen.

The copy in the hall was still sleeping, and Qi Mou kicked him.

Duan Duan said in a daze, "Lend me your homework... ah!" He opened his eyes and saw Qi Mou, and suddenly became sober.

"What did you hear last night?"

"No, I was in a deep sleep."

Over there, Si Si also dragged out the drama. The actor in the drama was very concerned about dressing up, and he was still scratching his hair.

The Fool and the caretaker came slowly from the left, but the Fool's spirit seemed a little sluggish.

Copying doesn't always feel good, asking: "...what about psychics and healing?"

After a long while, neither the healing nor the psychic appeared.

Everyone looked to the third room on the right and swallowed unconsciously.

This scene was something they did not expect.

There was a hole the size of a fist in the door, and broken pieces of wood were scattered on the corridor floor.

Looking inside, he could see Healing, who was still sleeping on the bed, snoring.

"No." Drama was extremely calm, "There is no blood, don't scare yourself."

He wanted to push the door, but he felt that the door was blocked by something from the inside, and it was very heavy.

Drama tactfully withdrew his outstretched hand, stroked his hair gracefully, and stood at the end of the line: "The stronger ones go first."

Si Si stepped forward, kicked the door open, and heard two consecutive thuds.

thump.

thump—

Everyone looked at each other...

Don't be too late!

Si Si took the lead and rushed in, looking behind the door.

Tong Ling fell to the ground, motionless, his long hair was loose, and his eye mask was undone, revealing his beautiful purple left eye.

His eyes were wide open, filled with horror and disbelief.

A candle fell beside him, and the red candle stuck on it also fell off. It only burned a little, and it can be recycled.

There are black and red pinch marks and claw marks on Tongling's neck, which is extremely terrifying.He told people how he was going to die - strangled alive.

It also tells people how scary "ghosts" are.

In the night when no one noticed, he killed the psychic who could discern ghosts.

First night, psychic, death.

The ghost sent a challenge to several people.

The author has something to say: one watch, seven thousand.

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