Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

The remainder of the diary is illegible and can no longer be read, probably from sections that did not belong 25 years ago.

Qi Mou understood that he should have died 25 years ago, but T manipulated it, cut off the most critical period of time, and connected it to the present 25 years later, forming a ring.

The guard sent by "Mind Image" mentioned in the diary and the current guard are two people.

The current guard should have received that mission and should make a choice.

The paradox can be resolved by finding his mother and the guard, and preventing the guard from obeying orders.

Time is running out, hurry up to the pregnant woman.

This broken space is a headache, but fortunately, there are still some ways to connect with each other in several spaces.

The shopkeeper picked up his pole and continued on his way: "Goodbye, hey? Where should I go from here..."

There are two roads in front of me, one road has no rain and weeds grow like a wilderness, and the other road is lush with vegetation and grows in the night rain.

Qi Mou saw the salesman walk into the dry wilderness road, his back gradually disappeared.

"This." He pulled Yan Bushi up and walked to the other road.

To solve the problems of 25 years ago, we must find the way 25 years ago.

Today, 25 years ago, it should have been raining and there should have been fresh vegetation.

Don't know where this road leads, but time is running out.

Qi Mou led Yan Bushi and walked quickly in the night road. After turning a corner, a blurred figure appeared in his vision. Qi Mou stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Who!" Duplicated suddenly turned his head and patted his heart, "Ah...you, you didn't turn into a ghost, you scared me to death."

"Who have you met and where are you going?" Qi Mou asked quickly.

Duplicate shook his head again and again: "No one has seen it, the space has mutated too much, I am here alone, and I am going to meet you."

Not guards.

Qi Mou looked up and saw that the two spaces in front of him almost overlapped. It was the mansion where they lived, but there were two doors.

There is no couplet in front of the left door, only mottled walls, and the peach tree at the door is withered, leaving only bare branches.

The couplets in front of the door on the right are extremely bright red due to the humidity, and the peach trees on the side have finally sprouted, and it seems that it will not be long before they will bear fruit.

"You'd better keep up." Yan Bushi walked to the right without hesitation, and looked back at the copy.

Duplicate followed pantingly: "Is this... what happened?"

"Find the way from 25 years ago." Qi Mou ran into the yard, and then walked around the backyard, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will survive."

"Oh my god! Didn't you say that this dungeon won't kill people?"

"It seems that ghost slayers won't die. I'm sorry, if another paradox arises, System T will probably die as well."

There is no system in the mind image organization that is serious!

Replication is still confused: "So what the hell is going on?"

Qi Mou was not too happy to talk about himself with outsiders, but after thinking about it, he said, "I used to belong to this place and almost died. In order to save me, System T built a platform that can travel through 25 years, and this is here ...one of the eight of you has an important role, he may kill me here, but I have actually lived 25 years. In this case, there will be a paradox, and we will fall apart. Get it ?”

"Fuck." Duplicate cursed in a low voice, and his short legs rushed faster than Qi Mou, "Run!"

The front came to the selection point of the route again.

Two figures are standing there blankly, at a loss.

Going in and taking a look, it really is a fool and a caregiver.

Qi Mou asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

The nurse looked up: "It's been a long time, I really dare not go into the water..."

"Which side is the river?" The fool had already activated the cervical spine massager, enjoying it comfortably there.

Well, these two leisurely people don't look like guards at all.

The spaces are arranged in a chaotic and disorderly manner, and they cannot follow the original map of the village at all.

They can only reach the next location through these connecting roads. Thinking about it, this is already the biggest opportunity that System S (space) has won for them.

But this time, the river is on the left and the river is on the right.

Qi Mou stopped and calmed down to observe.

On the left side of the river, a small boat was parked quietly, and the faint fishing fire was also slightly lit, trembling.

The river on the right is darker, and there are no traces of fishermen.

Qi Mou took off his shirt, and fell into the peaceful river on the left with a plop!

"It's a habit of taking off your clothes." Yan Bushi broke his mouth and followed suit.

Duplicated and wiped his face, and thought: "Teacher, please bless me to recover my passing in swimming class again."

The caretaker and the fool are holding hands behind, slowly floating on the fool's cervical spine massage chair.

After swimming to the small boat, Qi Mou saw someone on board.

A young fisherman was dozing off with his fish reel.

Qi Mou smiled, gently pushed the boat towards the shore, and continued on its way.

The fool and the caretaker didn't mean to ask, but the copy couldn't help it, and swam to the back to whisper to them.

After crossing the river, several people climbed ashore, and there was a wild field in front of them.

It should be the path they walked when they first came to this dungeon.

There are people here too, moving forward.

Qi Mou shouted: "Wait for me."

The man turned his head: "Hey, where are so many people?"

Qi Mou walked forward: "Only you?"

It was only when the drama's face was seen clearly that he smiled and said, "Are I the only one who is so sorry?"

"There are three left, let's find it." Qi Mou didn't explain much to Juju, and re-examined the forked road this time.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops hurt people's faces, and made people a little bit blindfolded. This is a bad sign.

Would the guard think that he had received a special mission to carry out that cruel thing?

With others, Qi Mou hasn't explained about the pregnant woman yet.

Fortunately, there are only two stone tables on the road this time.

It looked like there was no difference, even raining.Qi Mou touched each of them, the table on the left was a little smooth, and the right side seemed to have not been used for a long time, with a lot of dust deposited and muddy by the rain.

He took a breath and walked to the left, and the others followed.

In the distance, two voices came from the front.

"Is it the right time to go?"

"Trust me."

"……Row."

It is channeling and healing.

Qi Mou stepped forward and asked bluntly, "Are you a guard?"

Healed turned his head and asked in doubt: "Huh? What guard?"

"It's a blessing that you didn't become a ghost." The psychic shifted his focus and applauded.

Only one person was missing.

Sisi, 25 years later, was chosen by time to be the guardian.

Just why him?

But not important.

Everyone saw that Qi Mou breathed a sigh of relief, the tense person relaxed, and his arms were weakly placed on Yan Bushi's body, and they leaned quietly for a while.

Yan Bushi's throat moved, and he looked into the distance.

Duplicate asked suspiciously: "Hey, are you not in a hurry? Are you not afraid of death?"

Qi Mou finally gave others a little look, he looked at the copy, the rain that washed on his face flowed into his open mouth.

Qi Mou said, "He won't, and he knows."

Qi Mou thought again, in fact, it doesn't matter whether Si Si knows who the pregnant woman is or who the child is.As long as Si Si is a guard, no matter what tasks and orders are imposed, even if he dies, he will not do anything to hurt them.

Everyone was silent for a while.

After a long while, Tong Ling suddenly said with half teasing and half resentment: "Why, you doubt that we can do it."

"Ah..." Qi Mou hesitated rarely, scratching his chin, "Compared, compared."

The space here returned to normal, and the last road appeared in front of them.

The few people didn't say any more, and rushed directly to the pregnant woman's house in the west of the village.

When they arrived, they were already in a mess, with mud and rainwater mixed on everyone, like a group of refugees.

squeak-

The door was just blown open by the wind, and the smell of blood rushed in.

Qi Mou took a breath, and went to lie on the crack of the door.

He heard the child's raving, not crying.

Through the narrow door, he saw a woman lying on the bed with a tired face, and a person squatting obediently next to her.

Si Si just put down the blood-stained towel, looked up at the child beside the bed, and thought for a long time before accepting the fact he knew a long time ago: "...Xiao Qi?"

The woman half-opened her eyes, and picked up the child from the side with some difficulty: "Okay, Xiao Qi."

...?

Is this a nickname that has been confirmed so hastily?

The woman stared at the child for a while, then looked up at Si Si: "Ah..."

Then, she handed the child forward to Si Si.

Si Si was taken aback, he looked at the child, then at the woman.

As if by coincidence, he withdrew one leg, changed to kneeling on one knee, and took the child from the woman's hand.

It was like the knight took over the last prince from the hand of the queen.

The child's face was wiped clean, and his complexion was very fair, but there was a hint of blackness, unlike a normal baby.

"So I looked like this when I was a child." After Qi Mou glanced at it, his eyes were only on the woman on the bed.

The woman fell asleep due to overwork, with a faint smile on her lips, and a pair of black earrings around her ears.

Qi Mou touched his earlobe, it seemed that he had pierced ears, but he didn't wear jewelry, and he got them later.

He walked in, bent down, and gently kissed the woman's forehead.

Then Qi Mou looked at Si Si and said, "You really know everything?"

"No..." Si Si wanted to wave his hand, but he was afraid of losing the child in his arms, so he was in a hurry and spoke clumsily, "I didn't look at anything, I didn't do anything, it's natural...I just helped cut it... "

Qi Mou laughed twice and held out his hand.

Si Si hurriedly handed the child in his hand to Qi Mou.

The moment he touched the child, all the surrounding scenery and villagers disappeared, only nine of them were still in this empty, dark space.

So far, the causal line that has been maintained for 25 years has been achieved.

It's not just the effort of one person.

T's bass voice sounded again: [Karma is achieved, light a red candle, and you can go back to 25 years later. 】

There were a lot of red candles left on the first day, and whoever lit the first one lit the rest one after another.

Then everyone looked at Qi Mou, who turned into a ghost in an instant, and paused: "..."

Drama held the candle to his face: "You look a little, um, scary."

Tonight, Qi Mou's heart was unexpectedly calm, he was no longer irritable, he just walked around the fire in everyone's hands one by one, without hurting anyone.

25 years later, what to do?

Qi Mou remembered Time's diary, and there was still part of it that he hadn't read.

Everyone surrounded the city, and the candles came closer to illuminate the remaining diary in Qi Mou's hand.

Octagon Gregorian calendar, September in six years.

The gambler regains his sanity because of the children around him.

Xinxiang was very pleasantly surprised, and informed her that she was going to undergo the code test of [Gambler], and if she succeeded, she could become a system.

She told me to save the people in the village.

That's right, very bold, she wants to kill Xinxiang during the trial, and make a gamble with her life as a bargaining chip.

Then she asked me to take care of the child.

Ha ha.

I bother!

Bafang Gregorian calendar, October in six years.

The gambler is dead, after the trial copy.

She is indeed powerful, and her mental image didn't please her.Now whereabouts are unknown.

I'm busy again.

Octagon Gregorian calendar, January of the seventh year.

Xinxiang came back alive, and a little guy saved him.

It's really good, even if you are rescued, you can still be a father.

He wanted the lives of these people, but luckily I was prepared.

The future looks very long.

But time is often in a hurry.

Octagon Gregorian calendar, April 25.

I look forward to the stars and the moon,

But I was expecting something to happen to you.

Kid, it's okay, how did you mess with A?

It's really bad news, Kongkong and I will maintain this time and space for you for a while.

Energy!Precious energy!How many books have to be opened to earn back performance.

Ok.

I will wait for your return to complete this karma.

Bafang Gregorian calendar, 26 years, unknown time.

By the time you see this line, kid, you should have successfully solved the paradox of time.

The future will come as scheduled, whether it is falling in love or dying, it is your own choice.

Now you can leave.

Of course, I don't mind if you call me second daddy.

I can afford it too.

Or, you want to fulfill the gambler's wish.

Get rid of them - family members you have forgotten.

Qi Mou put away the diary, and the truth came out.

He said lightly: "So she is code-named Gambler."

Qi Mou completely remembered the story of his childhood, he sat down slowly, always felt that he wanted to talk to someone, but he didn't know who to arrest.

Just say it together.

-

The mother is very smart, and the little villain is also very clever.

When he was a child, his mother taught him how to play many games and how to master the rules.

Sometimes he would say with a bitter smile: "Rules, your father knows better."

Qi Mou was raised by this gambler until he was five or six years old.

Since he was a child, he knew that he was different from the villagers. Others were a bit stupid during the day and couldn't speak well. Relying on his cleverness, he often played pranks on them and made fun of them.

But maybe because he is the only child here, those people—people whose hearts have been obliterated—also take care of him from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Qi knows that sometimes everyone is abnormal, with ghastly faces and distorted behaviors, but he doesn't care.

The shopkeeper uncle often hugged him, even put him directly on the shoulder pole, and dragged him away.

Once he was attracted by the scorpion bee and ran away secretly. The uncle of the salesman cried and apologized in front of his mother's house, saying that he had lost your child.

Later, Xiao Qi quietly crawled out of the quilt and laughed at the shopkeeper uncle.

Qi Mou could tell that the mother and the shopkeeper were the only two sane people here.

One day, he found a sign in the shoulder pole of the shopkeeper's uncle, and Xiao Qi picked it up. It said "trading" on it.

Xiao Qi also asked: "What is this?"

Uncle Yi said: "Hey... this is... a shame."

It is the ability given to them by the "mind image", and it is also a shame to the people in the east.

Later, her mother often fell ill, so Xiao Qi went to Aunt Qiao's house to steal firewood.

Aunt Qiao has great hands and can scare him.

But every time he turned a blind eye and let him steal it.

Brother Qing is very handsome and often fishes on the river.

He can be called a model worker, and sometimes he sleeps on the river all night, lighting a little fishing fire in the dark, so that it is convenient for Xiao Qi to steal fish.

In villages without electricity or energy sources, these people who have been abandoned by the sky only rely on a candle to survive the cold or darkness.

Xiao Qi also likes candlelight very much, it is faintly flickering, and it is obviously hot, but he can't help touching it, and he won't stop after being burned several times.

When it gets dark, there is always no way to see, and he will play until midnight.

He didn't know it was his home until a flame lit up in front of someone's door.

His mother was calling him to go home. If he played late, he would be killed by a gambler.

Later, the villagers gradually became strange, but they spoke a lot more quickly.

They were about to stop being human at all, Mom said, and be completely "ghosts."

Those who are obliterated by the mind can only become wandering souls in the world.

Xiao Qi was confused and asked her mother, "Why am I not?"

Mom said: "You are the last person with a complete heart in Dongqu Township."

That day, my mother said that she was going to participate in a trial and asked Xiao Qi to play by the river.

If they succeed, all of them can live again, break the shackles of the Eight Directions World, and rebuild their hometowns.

"If I fail, you just go with the river, there will always be someone waiting for your arrival."

-

Qi Mou moved his Adam's apple, and after a while he said, "Those who want to go out can go."

This is a story that will make anyone sad, but Qi Mou will not show the slightest pity, he just explained the truth to the participants.

Nobody moved or left.

Si Si smiled softly: "It's all here, I don't want to just get an A and leave." Qi Mou also said this sentence, and it is now being used.

"It makes sense, but I'm more curious about what happened this time, and I feel like I've seen through a little bit of the secrets of Bafang City." Tong Ling said tut-tsk.

Yan Bushi raised his head to look at the night sky, his eyes shone with joy, and no one knew why.

Qi Mou looked at these people: "Okay, I will thank you this time."

After 25 years, as a waste product under the rule of "Psyche".These people have completely turned into ghosts and ghosts, turned into walking corpses in this world, kept in a separate time and space.

Originally, they shouldn't have lived for such a long time for 25 years, and they could still be seen here. I am afraid that time and space defied the order of the "mind image", secretly rescued them, and were waiting for Qi Mou to come back.

Indeed, it is not an exaggeration to call S and T two parents.

Qi Mou knew that he had no way to rescue them, nor let them be human, nor could he rebuild the distant hometown that he had never been to.

But he still straightened his icy back and shouldered it together with the hope he had 25 years ago.

Qi Mou clapped his hands, picked up the joke card drawn by his mother, pressed it in his hand, and smiled confidently: "I want to save the family members I have forgotten."

He has bright eyes, like a clever and proud prince who died, and also like a king of ghosts who picks up bones and liberates ghosts.

The author has something to say: the second watch is fine.

See you tomorrow~