absurd deduction game.

The next moment, the restriction was suddenly broken.

The ghost shadows disappeared quickly like bubbles, and where there had just been a row of people standing "bustling" together, now only Yu Xing was left.

He wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead and adjusted his expression with his palm.

Damn Master of All Trades.

Something he had forgotten for so long crawled out from the bottom of his memory again because of a breaking of the ban.

Especially the Yu family who had died in the fire. The only person in the entire family who had nothing to do with Lingren and was completely innocent was his sister.

what do you say that is……

I can't quite remember.

Yu Xing thought as he stepped over the blood line that blocked his way. The black air around him surged and filled the yard, forming a formation that blocked his way.

The restriction was broken, and he knew that Master Wanban must have noticed it and would surely come over.

The power of the curse can delay the opponent from interfering with his world.

He opened the door and a gust of cold wind blew in his face.

If the chilly wind in the yard was just chilly, then the house was upgraded to a freezer. Wisps of cold air floated in the air, and even the breath he breathed would turn into white frost.

Yu Xing's gaze was directed straight to the center of the room.

Looking at the small house from the courtyard, it is just a dilapidated old house, but there is something else inside, which is much more spacious than it looks from the outside.

But the layout is still very simple.

Apart from a set of wooden tables and chairs near the door, which seemed to be used for eating, there were no other common furniture.

The white walls have turned yellow, with some areas darker and some lighter. Some places are obviously stained with dirt and are almost black.

Chains started from the four walls of the room and extended chaotically, wrapping around the beams several times until it was impossible to tell which was which, and finally extended to the center of the house.

That's what attracted Yu Xing's attention.

According to previous speculation, this house is where Master Wanban creates a collection of evil spirits. It must be filthy and bloody, and there may even be broken limbs placed in the corners.

But this room was empty, without those things.

There was only a stone platform in the middle as high as a step, and on the platform was a white jade coffin.

The jade-like coffin was glowing faintly in the gloomy room. The surrounding ground was soaked with water vapor. Heavy chains bound the coffin layer by layer. It was obvious that the layout of the entire room was to suppress the contents of the coffin.

At this moment, a hint arrow for the hidden task appeared above the white jade coffin, flashing a light that could not be ignored.

Yu Xing walked forward quickly.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cushion next to the white jade coffin. This must be where Master Wanban usually sat. Master Wanban had been planning to create a ghost for such a long time, so he probably spent more time in this small room than enjoying wealth and glory.

I really don't know what the picture is.

He moved closer to the white jade coffin to observe it. The patterns on the coffin lid were mostly blocked by the chains, but Yu Xing already had a guess in his mind when he looked at the familiar coffin.

He carefully brushed aside a few chains, and sure enough, he saw a pattern of evil spirits on the coffin lid, which was exactly the same as the one on the coffin he had escorted in the world of the stage.

A damp and sticky malice spread silently.

  Why is it this coffin?

Yu Xing still remembered that in the stage world, the actors entered the charity cemetery and the coffin was in the locked backyard. Apart from the old man in the yard, it seemed that only he and Zhao Yijiu had seen what was in the coffin.

It was a completely white thing.

It looks like neither human nor paper, its voice is as shrill as a child's. It is wet all over, and likes to lie on people's backs. If there is no external interference, the person it targets will drown in pain.

Even the huge formation in the backyard couldn't trap it. The bells kept ringing, but eventually they would fall one by one and eventually silence would return.

In the fake moonlight of the stage world, the thing in the coffin wanders around the backyard like a ghost. Sometimes there will be thick fog, and in the fog, the ghosts are far away and near, just like there are many people...

A lot of people? Yu Xing thought about it and found that it was true. The stitched ghost was originally a collection of many grievances, so it was normal for it to be reflected in its abilities.

At that time, Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu's abilities were limited by their respective identities, so they naturally felt that the evil creatures were difficult to deal with. Now that Yu Xing knew the identity of the white ghost, he suddenly felt that the white ghosts in the stage world had been weakened.

  He has now confirmed that the stage world was created by Jiang Po, and everything in it was replicated by Jiang Po according to some entity in reality. Jiang Su is already a pseudo-god, and the ghost in the coffin that can compete with Jiang Su is just a backyard ghost with a low presence?

I'm afraid that Grandma Jiang knows too little about the ghost in the coffin. She only knows that it exists but not its abilities.

"Look below the coffin."

Suddenly, a girl's voice appeared in the quiet room. No one knew how the other party bypassed the black fog in the yard and went directly into the house. Yu Xing turned his head and saw Alan.

The girl was leaning against a chain as thick as her arm, as light as a swallow, her expression as cold as when they first met.

"Mrs. Jiang." Yu Xing revealed her identity. "When did you come here?"

"I have been following you. In Fengtou Town, I have Jiang Su's aura protecting me. If I want to hide, I can go anywhere." Alan, or Jiang Po, raised her eyes slightly and said calmly, "This house is the only tricky one. I also want to thank you for breaking the old man's restriction, so that I can find the white jade coffin."

"Are you looking for this coffin?" Yu Xing raised his eyebrows.

Mrs. Jiang did not answer, but repeated: "Look at the bottom of the coffin."

Yu Xing lowered his eyes to look.

The white jade was lustrous. In addition to the evil spirit patterns on the coffin lid, there were also many patterns on the coffin body. However, when Yu Xing looked carefully, he could find a place that had been worn away.

Connected to the flattened area are several capital numbers.

Grandma Jiang said solemnly, "That was the birth date of the bride to be sacrificed. Six years ago, I felt sorry for that girl. She was thrown into the river by the townspeople because she was full of resentment. She was also going to marry the river demon. She might become a resentful ghost who would never be reincarnated. That's why I made this coffin to resolve some of the problems."

Yu Xing recalled that Jiang Po should be talking about the bride played by the mermaid in the stage world.

It turns out that this coffin was actually custom-made for that character.

No wonder Jiang Po was not familiar with the ghost in the coffin, but she simulated the details of the coffin vividly.

"Who would have thought that old Wanban would steal the white jade coffin when I wasn't paying attention, erase the year of my birth, and only leave the month and day columns. He then used this pure and flawless white jade as a suppressant for refining ghosts!" Grandma Jiang was obviously angry. "He and I are from the same school. When our master was still alive, he was always doing evil things. His ability to create things is far inferior to mine. After many years, he has not improved at all, but has become more skilled in stealing."

It turns out that she and Master Wanban are actually brothers from the same school.

She finally left the group she was leaning against and quietly walked up to Yu Xing: "He and I are born to be in conflict. Whether it is God's will or man's will, we will always be against each other. That's why he is afraid of me and wants to kill me. I am the same."

Seeing that Yu Xing just looked at her without saying a word, Jiang Po sighed: "Now that the evil creature has become... but has not yet been awakened, there is still a chance to remedy it. Why not take this opportunity to destroy it and save Fengtou Town from trouble!"

"How to destroy it?" Yu Xing finally responded.

"Use my life." Jiang Po said, taking out a dagger and handing it to Yu Xing, "Kill me, take my heart's blood, and drip it into the evil ghost's eyes on the coffin lid. Then peel off my skin and cover the coffin. Be careful not to break these chains. My soul will naturally enter the coffin and sew together with the ghost inside, destroying the evil ghost's extremely yin fate."

"As long as it is no longer an extremely evil ghost, its power will not be a threat. Then you can untie the chains and wait for the ghost in the coffin to emerge. Then you can easily kill it."

Yu Xing took the dagger and suddenly laughed: "That's not right."

Grandma Jiang looked at him with Alan's youthful appearance: "What's wrong with that?"

"The trouble in Fengtou Town doesn't seem to be caused by this unborn ghost." Yu Xing played with the dagger and looked at Jiang Po meaningfully, "I believe most of what you said, but there is only one thing - isn't it Jiang Su who can really bring disaster to Fengtou Town?"

"Without the evil spirit to restrain him, Master Wanban will definitely not be able to defeat a false god. When Jiang Su floods the whole town, who will be able to survive?"

"You are doing this for the greater good, but in fact you have long been a follower of Jiang Su and have been working for him, so you want to sacrifice yourself to kill the evil spirit so that there will be no obstacles in Jiang Su's way, right?"

Grandma Jiang was silent for two seconds: "You and your companions are not from this town, so the rules of evil force backlash do not apply to you. You can leave early before the river rises, isn't that okay?"

"Of course not. Don't forget, in order to make us hostile to Master Wanban, you took part of our souls from the beginning in the stage world, and you haven't returned them yet." Yu Xing sneered, "You made our souls incomplete, but now you don't even mention it."

Their main quest is still stuck here.

"If you want me to help you, you must return your soul to us now." Yu Xing said, "Then I will consider helping you."

(End of this chapter)