Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

Overcome desire, or be controlled by desire?

While thinking about it, Qi Mou forced himself to move his eyes away, he had already noticed that something was wrong with the dance food.

Every time he eats his favorite food, it is like a dream, enjoying the beauty in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

But it is also like poison, eroding one's spirit.

How to overcome desire?

Force yourself to do the opposite.

It looks like he has to try his most hated food to calm down.

Qi Mou reluctantly threw away his favorite grape jelly pudding, turned around and ran back to the meat section.

The pudding fell to the ground pitifully and broke into several petals.

The pudding was trembling on the floor, it was obviously so delicious and tempting, how could it be abandoned?

The meat area is still very lively, people are either lying on the ground or kneeling in front of the table, enjoying a huge carnival of meat.

Qi Mou endured his nausea and looked around to see what food was left.

... As far as his naked eyes can see, there is a bowl of soup that exudes a dark purple gas. Of course, this is the filter in Qi Mou's eyes.

When he smelled that smell, a numbness came out of Qi Mou's palm, his whole body was going limp, and he wished he could overturn it immediately.

It is Qi Mou's most hated creamy clam soup!

If it's salty, Qi Mou can drink it.It's sweet, Qi Mou can barely drink it.

But the sweet and salty creamy clam soup was as dark as the beef broth he used to make milk powder for Yan Bushi.

What's more, there are seafood in it that Qi Mou can't eat the most.

Behind him, the dance partner was still calling him: "Come back, don't look at that unpalatable food, come here, I still have a plate of blueberries..."

Qi Mou likes to eat fruit very much, but he can't go down any further.

Qi Mou walked up to the creamy clam soup, took a few deep breaths, picked up the bowl with his nose pinched, and gulped down his throat.

The taste he hated the most filled his taste buds.

He was about to vomit almost instantly, but Qi Mou suppressed his nausea and drank gulp after gulp.

The throat didn't seem to be his own, and he could only swallow the soup in vain.

The stress reaction made him want to give up all of this for a while, and just go back to eating fruit...

"No." As if warning, Qi Mou squeezed out these two words from his throat, then put down the bowl hard, and wiped his mouth.

He was already drenched in sweat, and the feeling of being forced to eat the most disgusting food really made it difficult to maintain his composure.

After the smell of meat and thick soup flowed into his stomach, Qi Mou finally stood up straight.

"Duddada, doddada—"

At the same time, he heard the bright and happy sound of the bassoon, which gradually overwhelmed the melancholy sound of the accordion, filling his ears.

The original instrument is very brisk as an accompaniment, but when its sound overwhelms the main music, the monotonous repetitive and fast-paced pipe rhythm will inevitably bring uneasy tension.

The hand was still being held by someone, but this time Qi Mou saw the other person's appearance clearly.

His gentle and seductive dance partner was actually a wooden puppet, about the same height as him, with a very unintentional face, no facial features, and almost the same length of limbs, like a big deformed monster.I don't know why Qi Mou can recognize him as an imaginary virtual lover, it's too scary.

The wooden puppet was still doing his duty, seducing Qi Mou: "Are you really going to stop eating?"

Seeing it tilt its head sweetly, Qi Mou almost rolled the soup out of his stomach.

Qi Mou, who had eaten a stomach full of creamy clam soup, was now in an unexpectedly bad temper. He went up a few steps and pushed the wooden puppet down in front of the dining table, crushed it hard, and broke one of its hands.

Well, without hands, you can't lift a tray.

The wooden puppet was even a little aggrieved, so he lay on his back on the table, swaying his legs leisurely, waiting for the next guy to be fooled.

Coincidentally, there was another cutie who accidentally stepped into this place.

The wooden puppet who had seduced Qi Mou just now turned over and stood up, his hands grew back, and he ran to that guy with a rattling sound, and offered his hospitality.

This time Qi Mou could clearly see the wooden puppet bewitching people.

The man on the opposite side thought it was his lover, and gave him a big hug enthusiastically, clinging on and not letting go.

Then the wooden puppet served a lot of food, including barbecue, western food, milk tea...

Is it possible that this thing wants to get more food to seduce others for the sake of performance?

When I was fishing for Qi Mou just now, I only picked up the same fish after the same one ended, which was very measured.

This time, the man who was targeted by the wooden puppet was not polite at all. He ate the pile of food, as if he had never seen so much deliciousness in his life.

And a shadow appeared on the face of the wooden puppet without facial features, it seemed to be smiling.

Regardless of other people's business, it's time to find companions, those guys are more worrying.

"What a nightmare." Qi Mou concluded again.

Moreover, he is also very sure that D is bad luck—the malice of the format is too great.

It's the first time I drive such a disgusting car, I hope I won't encounter bad luck again.

Qi Mou finally regained his sanity, raised his head and looked around, and saw the drama eating there with a roasted white worm, his hands were still shaking badly.

Juju was about to vomit with half a worm in his mouth, his face was as pale as death, and that handsome face was full of fear, more disgusting.

In a daze, the worm seemed to be still wriggling, and the juice inside was overflowing.Qi Mou felt like vomiting when he saw it, but fortunately he didn't see this thing just now.

Compared with the two, he feels much more comfortable when he feels the cream of clam soup in his stomach.

Without comparison, there would be no such enlightenment.

In order to reflect the excellent team spirit, Qi Mou went over and patted the drama on the back, so that the bug could swallow it more smoothly and get into the nice-speaking voice.

Juju closed his eyes tightly, grabbed Qi Mou's clothes for a while, and raised his eyes weakly: "Qi Mou, am I dying..."

Qi Mou pulled him up and tried to take him away: "You ate it voluntarily, let's go."

It tastes so good to voluntarily eat the most hated thing.

"It's too malicious, this dance is really..." Drama muttered to himself in despair, staring blankly ahead, still walking with his shoulders on Qi Mou.

"The worm's legs are still near your mouth."

Hearing a gasp, Juju wiped his mouth with his sleeve for a long time, and found a drink to rinse his mouth.

The accordion is still playing in vain, but this time there is no beautiful sound, but only the whistling sound of the wind, which is very pitiful.

There was an air of uneasiness everywhere, the lights became gloomy and cold, but the people around seemed to be in a dream, their happy expressions were so out of place, that every inch of the scene was covered with a layer of weird taste.rather unknown.

When the two walked to the middle of the dance floor, they saw Si Si standing there looking at the wall.

There are vine-like plants for decoration on the wall. Unfortunately, this plant is not beautiful. Instead, the leaves are narrow, surrounded by sharp thorns, and the vines are rough and full of bumps.I don't know what to think about,

Juju finally regained his composure, leaned over to hook Qi Mou's shoulders, and said in surprise: "Si Si came out very quickly? Oh, think about it, he can stuff anything with his mouth, and he's not picky at all. Soon... when it's not facing you."

After Si Si finished thinking, he pulled down a section of vine from the wall decisively, put it in his mouth and swallowed it raw, as if he just picked a fruit and ate it.

Qi Mou and Juju approached slowly, slightly surprised: "What is this for?"

Si Si chewed calmly: "It's the only thing I find hard to swallow."

Really, how can you eat something so calm when you look at it?

"how is the taste?"

Another piece of the vine was peeled off by Si Si, and he handed it over very rudely.

The thing dripping with purple slime carried an air of resistance from the beginning to the end, Qi Mou and Juju both took two steps back, showing a gesture of rejection.

They will not eat even if they are killed.

Si Si actually finished eating the second piece, but did not see any reaction.

Walking all the way forward, the three of them finally saw Yan Bushi who was blushing and resting on a chair.But he didn't have a fake partner with him.

"A flushed face is a sign of eating too much good food, this guy." Qi Mou sighed, and found that there were fruit slices all around.

Yan Bushi heard his words, raised his eyes and tried to prove himself: "I'm fine."

It sounds okay, but it's even more troublesome.

Qi Mou picked out a plate of durian slices from a bunch of delicious fruits, came back, pinched Yan Bushi's nose, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He has also observed that Yan Bushi is very sensitive to smells, and especially hates smelly things, so Qi Mou plans to try it.

Yan Bushi struggled for a while, and ate it with embarrassment, the flesh choked his throat. He coughed and shouted accusingly: "Qi Mou!"

"We all ate the food we hated, just in case." Qi Mou patted Yan Bushi's head lightly, and seeing the blush on his face fade, he showed a smile that wanted to drag him into trouble, "At least , live and die with me?"

Yan Bushi wiped his mouth, stood up and grabbed Qi Mou's collar: "Let's die together."

Qi Mou raised his hands in surrender, and turned his head to look at the other two.

But who will help him?

The music of the dance party has completely changed since then, and the bassoon has defeated the accordion and become the dominant here.

The intro to the theme dance seemed to urge them to the dance floor.

Being surrounded by many people being dragged by their puppets, rushing to the dance floor is like rushing to the execution ground, with a happy smile on their faces.

Only a small half of the people were not led by the puppets to dance, and they were all watching this group of bastards outside.

The four were lonely and without a partner, so they stood on the edge of the stage and watched the dance.

"Phantom Dream Song of Tranquility" enters the main track, the peaceful tune sounds like a dream, and the faint sound of crystal breaking echoes in the music, which draws people into a deep sinking.

Si Si leaned back slightly: "Do you think that if the diamond on our head was broken before entering the arena, we would make this sound?"

"I hope it's not broken in our heads." Qi Mou said.

But the people caught up in the celebration couldn't hear the last reminder, and all the dancers were mesmerized, with peaceful expressions, and danced happily and sweetly with their lover, the wooden puppet partner.

The sound of heels pressing on the wooden floor came one after another, rhythmically matching the dance music. It seemed that this group of people danced well.

But Qi Mou, who stayed out of the matter, felt uneasy.

The dance music ignited to the most intense point, and the entire dance floor and the floor of the hall suddenly fell down, producing a huge shock.

Qi Mou and the others were watching the fun, but they were thrown to the side all of a sudden, and they had to support each other, trying to stabilize their figure.

But to no avail, the floor under their feet was completely shattered and collapsed, and they fell rapidly.

After falling completely, Qi Mou raised his head for the last time, and saw that everyone on the dance floor was tightly hugged by the wooden puppet partner.The wooden puppets did not let go of any of the dancers, and they did not come down.As if he didn't know about this accident, he hugged his dance partner obsessively, and was still thinking about what the next dance step would be.

Qi Mou felt the lights in front of him change rapidly, and countless voices sounded in his ears.

[Player 210 died. 】

[Player B15 died. 】

[Player 7875 died...]

[Code Player Gourmet Death...]

【Play……】

The death report from the official system was heard endlessly, at least hundreds of times.

Bafang City's official announcement board posted so many death announcements at the same time, which was almost unprecedented, and everyone was shocked.

In such a comparison, the vicious System A appears benevolent.

This first dance seems to be the simplest yet most effective audition. It tells those who are immersed in the dream with a terrifying elimination rate: this is a nightmare.

And the gradually dimming light and the feeling of weightlessness from stepping into the air are also telling all the survivors: the real nightmare has just begun.

The author has something to say: Second update.