absurd deduction game.

Chapter 1048: Grandma Jiang is not dead

Killing Jiang Po was a difficult task, but Erhong liked challenges, and he succeeded as always.

It was his act of killing Jiang Po that eliminated a major threat to Master Wanban, causing Master Wanban to act unscrupulously.

He made great contributions, and no one in the organization could reach his status. Even Mrs. Xue, who raised him, had to bow to him.

But he was also truly feared by Master Wanban. In the past, Master Wanban viewed his rebelliousness as if it were a child playing around, and never took it to heart.

And now, the moment Master Wanban realized that he had the ability to overturn the table, their illusion of "loving father and filial son" could no longer be maintained.

Erhong knew that Master Wanban was looking for an opportunity to get rid of him, after all, he had never hidden his rebellious thoughts.

In Erhong's eyes, Master Wanban has always been so "useless", like a dog guarding its food. No matter how close or distant the person is, as long as someone threatens his dog bowl, he will bite the person to death.

Erhong didn't say these things out loud, and only talked about the topic of the night watchman: "After Jiang Po died, I had someone wear her skin and accompany Alan on the stage."

"Master Wanban wants the list of rebels in Alan's hand, but I don't care. Jiang Po is dead, and it doesn't matter if Alan is saved for the time being. I just want to see how Alan, under fear and anger, behaves and obeys his enemies. It's interesting, isn't it?"

"Alan pretends that she doesn't know that Jiang Po has been replaced, so I will continue to act with her. I want to wait for the day when she can't pretend anymore, and see her expression with my own eyes." Erhong imagined the arrival of that day, and couldn't help but overflow with evil joy in her eyes, "No one else knows how smart she is, including that loser who wears Jiang Po's skin."

In his eyes, most people can only be called trash.

"This is the play written by Alan and I. I have been looking forward to the end of the play for a long time."

Erhong slowly came back to her senses and got back to the point: "Ah, so the disappearance of the night watchman is not a difficult mystery to solve. She is just..."

Yu Xing continued, "It's just that under the surveillance of the fake Jiang Po, he didn't want to expose himself as a night watchman to Master Wanban's subordinates, so he never went out at night again?"

"That's right." Erhong gave an affirmative answer, and then there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes, "Is that your question?"

"You've put so much thought into this and risked your life, and this is all you want to know?"

Yu Xing did not deny it out loud, but just looked at him with a smile, so Erhong drooped her eyelids in disappointment, and gradually cooled down from her excitement.

The murderous intent reappeared in him.

"In that case, now that you know the answer, you should—"

"You've been fooled." Yu Xing interrupted.

"Oh?" Erhong only uttered a single syllable expressing disdain.

But when she saw the genuine smile in Yu Xing's eyes, the kind of look that seemed to be mocking a joke, Erhong sneered again.

"Got tricked? By you?"

"I can understand that you want to delay your death, but why did you choose such a clumsy method... Fox demon, trying to save your life by moving your mouth is never a wise choice."

On the ground, the eyeball that had long been shattered quietly returned to its original shape, becoming round and spinning around very flexibly.

Just like the pair of lively eyes that Erhong herself possesses.

Yu Xing's gaze was almost uncontrollably attracted to those eyes, and she was forced to look into their eyes.

In a trance, the eyeballs gradually flattened and changed from a sphere into an eye pattern embedded in the floor.

At some point, the outlines of eyes appeared on the ground, matching the flat eyeballs. Then, they began to blink, and the eyeballs moved around in the eye sockets, some getting bigger, and some getting smaller.

Gululu...

More eyeballs appeared from between Erhong's fingers, rolling everywhere.

Some rolled onto the wall, some rolled onto the beams, and some rolled into the center of the window panes. In the blink of an eye, they formed one lively eye after another.

Erhong didn't move, but just turned her head and looked at Yu Xing with her beautiful eyes.

The walls and the ground were twisting, and under the gaze of countless eyes, Yu Xing felt that he was losing his common sense.

Without the power of the curse, he seemed to gradually lose the ability to distinguish between the wall, the ground, and the space. He smelled the smell of his eyes moving, saw the river water biting his ear canal, and his mouth was filled with the sound of eyelashes. He turned his head and heard Erhong's eyes saying something to him.

what is it then?

Ah, he clearly heard it, but his useless brain didn't help him analyze it.

He saw Erhong open her mouth, and then some sounds passed through his cerebral cortex.

Then an eye opened on his brain and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

"Hmm..." Yu Xing said to Er Hong a little slowly, "This isn't right."

Erhong did not respond to the mad dying man, no, the dying fox.

Until he heard Yu Xing's next words.

"So sanity... People here are all terrified and afraid of that system. How did you mutate... It turns out that traces of Him have appeared here too..."

"No wonder you were able to kill Grandma Jiang..."

After just a few words, black lines emerged on Yu Xing's skin. His eyes became clearer and clearer. He frowned slightly and pressed the hot mark of God on his abdomen.

When his hand moved away from his abdomen, Yu Xing's tone had become completely steady. Only the constantly swirling black fog around him and the terrifying sound of the unknown force eroding him could prove that he was still trying hard to fight against the mental pollution brought by Erhong.

"It turns out that you rely on the system gap."

For the first time, surprise and astonishment appeared in Erhong's eyes.

Yu Xing was in a slightly complicated mood. At this moment, his mind was replaying the appearance of Mingzhu and the Faceless Doctor in Nanshui Town last time.

At that time, the doctor told him that any world and any person could be in sync with Him and be contaminated by Him at some point in time.

So it is normal to find His power everywhere.

Last time, in the world of Xiao Qianjie and [Book], [He] was able to intervene.

This time, in the world of a god whose name is still unknown, [He] appears again, causing an already difficult character to mutate, and using the abilities of an indescribable system to gain an advantage in the original ability system.

No wonder Erhong grew so fast. Even Master Wanban couldn't rest easy and wanted to get rid of the child he raised.

But this was just an accidental discovery.

Yu Xing and [Him] have no hatred, and they are even quite connected in all aspects. Since Erhong's existence did not bring down the entire world, it means that it is no big deal, and there is no need to make a fuss about his abilities.

Yu Xing shook her head gently, trying to get rid of the water that had entered her brain, no, that had entered her "eyes".

Erhong's strength is very objective. He can deal with this mental pollution, but it is not easy.

He measured the speed at which the power of the curse was fading, and decided not to use the highly lethal ability of tentacles before Erhong used a stronger mental pollution to attack him.

He sat firmly in his seat, and before Erhong could react, he continued, "I'm not saying you were fooled by me, kid."

"You were fooled by Mrs. Jiang."

"What?" Erhong's eyes changed.

Compared to being recognized as having different abilities from others, this sentence concerned him more.

Yu Xing thought about the topic of the mastermind behind the stage world that she had mentioned to Zhao Yijiu last night, and sighed with certainty: "Alan is dead, the night watchman is dead."

"You have witnessed the hostility between Master Wanban and Jiang Po for so many years. You should know that the things they know are very similar, such as shadow puppetry, forbidden soul techniques, etc."

"Master Wanban's subordinates can wear human skin. Do you think Jiang Po can do it?"