Ninefold Deception and One Side Lie [Unlimited]

Time seemed to stop.

Si Si was kneeling, with one hand going to hold the pale hand of the person inside.

Only the light of the fire in Qi Mou's hand is still shining, through this light, one can almost see the handshake of both hands.

One is strong and the other is slender.

One strong palm over the other.

Qi Mou suddenly smiled.

Why does he think that this knight loves to take care of women, and...has a little interest in being with everyone.

Ever seen a live stallion?

A gentleman is also a gentleman, but he just can't help but make people think about it.

The standing queen paused, and tried to lift up the skirt that had been nailed to the ground by the sword, saying sullenly, "Don't touch her..."

Yan Bushi stared at the slender hand amusedly, thinking about something.

The person inside asked: "Ah... who is it..."

Qi Mou kindly answered: "He is a loyal knight. In his heart, the queen is the sky, the sun, and the dignity beyond all things."

Si Si glanced back at Qi Mou slightly: "..."

Even though he couldn't see anyone, Qi Mou still bowed and said: "He is still dumb, his words are written in his eyes, and we companions will do it for us. Do you want to answer his greetings, Your Majesty the Queen?"

"Ah...ah..."

The queen standing behind suddenly said: "He is right."

The withered hand immediately grabbed Si Si instead.

Wordless determination.

Qi Mou looked at the queen behind him: "Who are you, Aya?"

In the diary, the little queen mentioned this name.

Still here "ah" for a long time.

"I..." The extremely arrogant queen paused in front of them and scratched her hair, "You shouldn't have such thoughts, you are not worthy of writing a story for me! Get out, get out! Far away from this country, I Official order to expel you!"

The originally majestic voice was sharper, obviously a lot of anger was moved.

[You have felt the queen's anger, and there is a possibility of being expelled from the dungeon. 】

Yan Bushi sighed: "What are you yelling about?"

This is the distress of having a mouth but not being able to put it in.

Si Si was still holding the queen over there with one hand, and wanted to open the door with the other.

This is the distress of wanting to intervene but not having one.

Then let the person who can interject speak.

Qi Mou waved his hand: "I remember you allowed us to explore everywhere, looking for story materials. The woman hidden deep in the palace, this is not a strange news? We are just looking for stories, what reason do you use to expel us? Random thoughts ?”

The queen inside yelled "Ah... ah..." twice.

Perhaps Qi Mou's words had some effect, they were not forced to throw out the copy.

Aya who was standing finally tore off her skirt and went to squat in front of the door, trying to push Sisi away.

Although Si Si was very measured when attacking women, he didn't give in at this time and held down the fake queen's hand.

There was even questioning in his eyes.

As if he was really a loyal knight who pressed the false queen for the suffering of the real queen.

The fake queen calmed down, rolled her eyes, and said calmly: "I can't believe you, now, go back immediately, but you are not allowed to inquire about the story of this house."

Qi Mou noticed that the hand held by Si Si moved, as if it was about to struggle out.

The thoughtful knight also let go.

It's not a problem to hold it all the time.

The so-called real queen tugged at the skirt of the fake queen.

Immediately, two females of similar size held hands together.

"Hey." Qi Mou whistled and patted Si Si on the shoulder, "You are redundant, brother."

These two queens don't look like the real ones who exchange the fake for the real in the stories, but the real ones are waiting to be rescued.

On the contrary, Qi Mou felt that the real queen was very dependent on the fake queen.

You have to listen to the false queen to confirm your speech before you believe it, and you can shake off the knight's hand to hold the false queen.

Si Si's face remained unchanged, and he wrote a few words on the fake queen's arm.

Qi Mou's eyes are full of ghosts and symbols.

Yan Bushi read out sleepily: "Tell the truth. You will not condone evil, nor will you wrong the good."

Qi Mou even took out a pen and paper: "Then please ask Her Majesty the Queen to dictate the material for us? I think this is a very wonderful side story."

Forget it, he doesn't write directly to the stories the Queen asks for.

Because I haven't figured out the answering conditions and customs clearance methods yet.

In the end is to be true or false?

Ordinary people would have been in a mess long ago, but Qi Mou was not in a hurry, he was more stable.

The fake queen took off her colored contact lenses and snorted softly, her eyes were black.

It turns out that from the first touch of red, it was false.

"Is it tiring to wear it for a long time?" Qi Mou asked eagerly.

Aya gritted her teeth: "...Don't worry about this, let alone make a precondition under the Queen."

"It was found, so you know that guy..." Aya raised her eyebrows, "I am His Majesty's maid. The only heir of the Moon Clan died, and the Japanese Clan had to take over the throne. This is the first time in history. Your Majesty was forced to inherit the throne at a very young age, enjoy the baptism of the sun and the moon, and maintain the stability of the country, but because the power of the sun and the moon was unbalanced, it was difficult to continue, and finally her own strength collapsed, unable to see the light, so I will attend all events on her behalf , to maintain the peace of the kingdom."

It is very heavy to say, but also very simple.

The queen in the door touched Aya's hand, as if to express her affirmation and reassurance.

The flames expanded at some point, reflecting on everyone's faces.

Qi Mou saw that Si Si was looking at Aya thinking, but Yan Bushi still looked downcast, and it had nothing to do with him.

Aya's expression didn't waver at all, and when she looked into the eyes inside, she was very kind.

Qi Mou walked back and leaned against the cage of a certain beast.

He said, "Oh well, who killed the cat?"

Aya replied: "I accidentally ate poison and died."

"Accidentally ate the poison given by His Majesty?" Qi Mou asked again with a smile.

Aya's tone was dissatisfied: "Your Majesty didn't know that the flower was poisonous, please don't blame it for no reason. If you want to see it, I can find it for you."

"I'm not blaming, I'm just asking." Qi Mou shook his head, "Then—how did the heir of the Moon Clan die?"

"..." Aya frowned in disgust, "I went to the last story festival and died when I came back. Neither I nor His Majesty were there."

"You haven't seen him?"

"Only a few times, I wouldn't look straight in the face."

Seeing that the two of them hadn't finished chatting for a long time, Yan Buzhi was so sleepy that he said directly: "The person you killed just now is the former new king. The sky blue is so beautiful."

Aya raised her eyebrows: "What are you talking about? How many years has that guy been dead? Isn't the one just now an ordinary Moon Clan member with the characteristics of a cat, don't frame me here."

Yan Buzhi looked lazy and repeated: "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, that's it, we still have to continue exploring." Chief Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and put the pocket watch with the photo of the little queen into the groove under the wooden door, "Return it to Her Majesty the Queen. We will come back."

Yan Bushi also came out.

Si Si drew two symbols on the ground with his sword, and lowered his head against the hilt of the sword.

Across the door, he paid tribute to the queen in his heart.

It is a wordless oath.

This brother has a strong sense of substitution, and Qi Mou is too embarrassed to disturb him.

But he stopped: "By the way, Aya, what is a sinner in this country?"

"Hmph, people who are different from us. If you want to find material, go to Bamang Tower."

The stairs were difficult to climb, and the locks along the way were all dissolved by Qi Mou, and the eight-pointed pagoda that Yan Buzhi was locked in.

Last time I went there in a hurry, there was no investigation.

It was daylight.

Qi Mou didn't feel tired physically, so he ignored the yawning Yan Bushi and dragged him away abruptly.

Sisi followed as quietly as a chicken.

Yan Bushi rubbed his messy hair: "Isn't it enough to write, where else to go?"

Qi Mou bit his ear and said slowly, "Your lair."

Yan Bushi tilted his head: "?"

Qi Mou pointed at Si Si: "Ask him if you don't understand."

Si Si doesn't like to talk to Qi Mou anymore, but he still wants to write about where to go.

But I can't move my fingers.

He slapped his head helplessly, with words written all over his face: Just die.

Oh!

It was Sisi's previous first-level punishment that took effect, and he couldn't write for one hour a day.

Qi Mou happily pushed Yan Bushi away.

There is a little sense of accomplishment in bullying such little mutes and deaf people.

He sighed again that his initial choice was correct.

Can listen, speak and write, and can still sweep most levels with teammates.

Afraid of losing teammates.

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Under the Eight Mango Tower.

Yan Bushi finally knew the destination, and asked unhappily, "What's there to do here?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was locked here, the gray furnishings, and he couldn't go anywhere in the cage. He was so boring that he almost fell asleep.

"This place is not ordinary." Qi Mou touched his lips with his index finger, "Shut up—a person who is completely different from the world."

Si Si understood, and wrote something on the paper, subconsciously wanting to pass it to Qi Mou.

This time, before Qi Mou started to taunt, he took Yuan Run away, took it back, and gave it to Yan Bushi.

But there will always be those who deserve ridicule.

Qi Mou laughed and said, "Don't you remember that I can't read?"

Si Si ignored it, and the two of them couldn't communicate at all.

Yan Bushi smiled: "He drew the map on the other side, and told his story sincerely - he was the only survivor in the sacrifice of the last story, asking us?"

Qi Mou walked into the tower, walked up slowly, and said, "I don't remember anything."

Who would believe it?

The black cat boy wanted to collect books knowing his identity, and Knight Sisi also told his simple background.

Yan Bushi stroked his hair: "Oh, I'm so stupid, because a lover who didn't exist folded himself in and became a sinner loved by everyone."

Although the words are messed up, there are still memories of the characters.

Qi Mou turned his head and said, "Okay, my story is about amnesia, are you satisfied?"

He could have made up a bunch of fake backgrounds and said it vividly.

But this time he told the truth—a very unbelievable truth.

From many thoughts.

One is that others may not believe it.

The second is that he has no need to lie for the time being, he will make up a perfunctory story, and then make it up and change it.

The third is... what if the compilation is correct?

Si Si was looking at the murals intently, and suddenly stopped and grabbed the two of them.

Qi Mou looked at Yan Bushi anxiously, waiting for his report.

Yan Bushi and Si Si thought about it for a while, but they just nodded and continued to climb up, without any intention of telling Qi Mou.

Qi Mou touched Yan Bushi's shoulder: "Isolate me."

Yan Bushi hugged the back of his head: "It's nothing important."

Si Si frowned, disapproving of what the little deaf man said.

Qi Mou didn't ask further questions for the time being, until he reached the top of the tower, and there were more voices in his ears.

It was the same as what advised him not to open the cage to save sinners.

【You are back here again, what are you doing here?

Come to witness the fate of sinners?

The story festival hasn't started yet.

Rest assured, eat every part of the sinner, and people's souls can be saved.

And the sinner will rest in peace. 】

The voice in his head dissipated, and the lingering rhyme gave him a headache.

It was the same as what Si Si and the others saw.

Qi Mou glanced at Yan Bushi lightly.

on the tower.

The sinner's fate was revealed, but the sinner was still looking at him with a smile, as if he didn't know his own miserable fate.