absurd deduction game.

Chapter 570 Teahouse Boss
Yu Xing felt more than once that he became weaker in this dungeon, but also became sharper.

His blindness lasted only two seconds, and before the people behind him pulled the ax out of the ground, he had already recovered his vision.

The surrounding area is not an office in the traditional sense. Whether it is a desk, a lounge chair for rest, or other furniture such as cabinets, all are made of tree rattan.

Strands of smaller branches are mingled together to form a solid object, which can be regarded as making the best use of it.

These decorative vines don't have any black lines on them, and they don't have that weird feeling of belonging to the sinking ghost tree. They are probably discarded branches that fell off from the sinking ghost tree.

In addition, the whole room is not square, but like a tree hole, with dense gaps in the walls. If a cryptic patient came here, he would probably be squatting in place, his limbs trembling.

There are no windows in the room. Of course, this is underground. Even if there are windows, I am afraid that people can only see the mud layer outside the room, which is depressing and terrifying.

The smell of blood poured into Yu Xing's nose from behind, and Yu Xing's eyes darkened for a moment.

"Mr. Principal, what are you doing?"

He said, smiling and turning around.

This was the first time Yu Xing met the principal of St. Johnis Middle School. Before meeting him, Yu Xing was a little curious about what it would be like to build a school into such a ghostly appearance.

After seeing it, I couldn't help but lose interest.

In front of him is a dog-like middle-aged man, about 40 years old, with a little silver frost on his hair due to hard work.

The headmaster was wearing a well-fitting suit and monocular glasses. The gold chain stretched from the side of the eyes to the epaulets. He looked both refined and high-end and luxurious in the upper class.

The only thing that doesn't match it is the handle of the ax held by the headmaster.

Hearing his question, the principal also responded with a gentle smile: "Sorry, I scared you, student Roy, but I heard that you are a student recommended by the school doctor, so I just want to try your skills."

He finally pulled out the axe, and the shimmering ax blade pointed straight at Yu Xing, as if it was about to strike at the next moment.

The entire surface of the ax was covered with deep-rooted rust left after the blood dried up. Just by looking at it, it was hard to tell how many people this ax had killed.

"I'm very glad to see such an outstanding student appearing in the school. Although the numbers on your report card still need to be improved, your help to the teachers of our school is unprecedented." The principal saw Yu Xing's gaze stop On the axe, he put it away in feigned surprise, "Sorry, I made a rude impression on you."

"It's okay, Mr. Principal. Since I transferred to St. Jonas Middle School, almost everyone I've seen has been so rude. I'm used to it." The false smile froze for a moment.

"Humor is also a virtue." After a while, the principal's smile became natural again, and he pointed to the rattan sofa beside him, "Come and sit here, kid, I think we can have a good chat about your future after graduation question."

Yu Xing walked towards the sofa cooperatively, and at the same time, saw familiar black lines on the surface of the sofa.

The headmaster probably didn't know the specific connection between him and Gui Shenshu, he just thought that he had a special physique or ability, and he was the food that Gui Shenshu picked.

After all, Ghost Shenshu probably wouldn't take the initiative to confess to the puppet on the ground something related to the source of power, so...

Do you want to kill him like this?

As Yu Xing thought about it, the smile on his face became more sincere.

That's great.

He just wanted to get in touch with these lines more.

Yu Xing and the principal sat down firmly on the sofa together, facing each other.

There is a pot of tea on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and two inverted teacups and the teapot are placed on an exquisite plate.

Those vine stripes didn't attack him immediately. Instead, the headmaster really pretended to have a long talk, and opened the topic first: "Let me introduce myself, I'm Headmaster Anderson."

Yu Xing crossed his legs, and his body language was as arrogant as his words: "I know, I have heard of your name in the school history."

"Oh, it seems that you have crossed the history of the school." The headmaster glanced at him inexplicably, reached out to put the upside-down teacup upright, and poured him a cup of tea himself.

"Thirsty? We can chat while drinking tea."

Yu Xing glanced at the tea.

This is obviously not any kind of tea in reality. The blue tea leaves are very beautiful. After being soaked in hot water, the tea water is dyed a light transparent green, which is as beautiful as a whole piece of crystal.

If you smell it carefully, you can still smell the aroma of bamboo leaves in reality.

"This is a good tea I got from a new teahouse outside the school. Hehe, this teahouse has become very famous these days. Even I had to work hard to get a pack of tea to treat the students to drink. It's the most suitable."

The principal gracefully adjusted his unilateral glasses, took a sip under Yu Xing's gaze, and then praised: "It's really good tea."

Not ruling out the possibility that the principal might poison him, Yu Xing picked up his teacup and smiled calmly.

So what about poisoning?
He can't die from poison.

Moreover, his vague inspiration told him that there really was no substance harmful to him in this cup of tea.

He opened his mouth slightly to take a sip, at least to maintain a superficial harmony with the principal, because he still had an important item that he hadn't gotten out of the principal's mouth.

Unexpectedly, just when Yu Xing lowered his head slightly and his lips were about to touch the tea, the tea leaves in the teacup suddenly turned a bright blood color, and the tea stained by it also became blood red, and it became more and more rich in the cup, like a cup of tea. blood.

It smells like nothing has changed.

Yu Xing paused and looked up at the principal.

The principal laughed and proudly showed off: "Isn't it interesting? The green tea leaves will not change color due to hot water, but will bloom into bright blood leaves when people's breath approaches, dyeing the whole cup of tea to bright red. How pretty."

"It's really surprising." Yu Xing didn't really want to drink this cup of tea, so he asked casually, "Does this tea have a name?"

"Of course there is." The principal took another sip slowly before continuing, "The name of the tea is Xun Xing."

Yu Xing stagnated for breath calmly, and immediately returned to normal.

"The owner of the teahouse seems to be a traveler from the East. He is dressed in a blue robe, and he is quite a gentleman, especially the crystal bell on his body. It is really wonderful." The principal admired the tea and others, as if I can't forget the hasty sight when I bought tea before.

"If I have the opportunity, I will definitely go to the boss's teahouse to buy tea. Being able to make a friend in the East may also be of some benefit to my future investigations in the East."

Yu Xing chuckled. This time, he raised his head and drank the blood-red tea. The red tea entered his throat, bringing a burst of warmth to his limbs and bones. He could still feel a very familiar The breath traveled down his throat, wandering all the way through his body, and stopped at the heart.

That breath didn't do anything, it just hovered in the heart, as if quietly waiting for something.

Yu Xing also praised: "Good tea." Yiqing, it's you.

(End of this chapter)