absurd deduction game.

Chapter 631 Chaos Memories

Death and rebirth is unfamiliar territory for others.

But for Yu Xing, this is probably one node after another that he will go through in life.

When his current body reached its limit, the unbearable curse turned his body into a pool of debris.

Injury hurts, but if every organ and every cell is broken, then naturally you won't feel the pain.

Yu Xing felt that he had no memory for a while, only an instinctive impression.

He seemed to feel that he was actively putting together and growing, and those fragments were planning to reassemble along the original path to form an identical body.

But this kind of impression is not deep, more like the depths of a nightmare, after waking up, only a little bit of uncertainty remains, for example, now, Yu Xing opened his eyes from the darkness, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a faint The fruit of the light, the face of the wraith on the fruit is looking at him.

Thoughts return.

The black mist still enveloped him.

He turned over and sat up, looking around vigilantly, but found that it was not necessary at all.

The process of absorbing the curse is far from over, this is just... the first death.

First resurrection.

After a short period of adaptation, the body that had just been pieced together began the process of fragmentation again.

Yu Xing let out a long breath and forced himself to recall all the experiences of the past few years, desperately remembering those familiar faces, then closed his eyes and waited for the second death.

Not sure what time it is.

They're leaving that school called... what's it called... have they left?

Maybe they have already returned to the hotel, and Zhao Mou will definitely tell Carlos what happened in the school.

I knew I should bring Carlos with me. If there is a paper man of Carlos, their contact will be much easier.

Wait a minute, why did you bring him?Paper people... What are paper people.

Yu Xing found helplessly that the mind affected by the curse was still in chaos, and it was as difficult as heaven to think of something smoothly.

Also, my whole body is aching and swollen, such "eating" is really difficult.

After sighing this sentence, Yu Xing's eyes went dark again.

Second death.

Second resurrection.

Yu Xing sat cross-legged next to the pothole, and after being forced to explode twice, he found that his physical fitness had greatly improved.

The manifestation was that he was shaking physically, but the pain was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

And, this time he seems to have persisted for several days, and he hasn't died yet.

Just still can't think.

third death.

The third resurrection.

There is no concept of time anymore, Yu Xing raised his head, looking at the face of the fruit above his head in boredom.

Is this kind of fruit edible?
I don't know if it's delicious, but if it's delicious, you can bring it to Zhu Yan to taste, this girl likes to touch all kinds of ugly things.

Is Zhu Yan all right?
What other cases have you helped me investigate...

Yu Xing thought about it, scratched his hair, and was surprised that it had grown to his waist.

Why is it so long?Just like when it was soaked in the laboratory before.

Cut your hair yourself before going out.

I don't like long hair very much, because long hair always reminds him... who is it, the opera singer.

Fourth resurrection.

In fact, those branches could already be controlled by Yu Xing, but he didn't have that leisure time, but this time, he finally attacked the fruit, and manipulated some branches to send him to the side of the fruit.

The wraith stared at him.

While looking at the back of his hand, which was bloody and bloody, Yu Xing opened and closed, and at the same time reached out to pick off one of the sunken suns.

The plucked fruit will no longer glow, and it has a cool and tingling feeling, showing a sense of presence in his hands.

It's hard to hold it, just like an ordinary person has a soldering iron.

Yu Xing played with it a few times, really not wanting to add unnecessary pain to himself, so he pointed at the pothole on the ground and threw the Sunning Sun into it like throwing a basketball.

Right on the basket.

Fifth resurrection.

My thinking seems to be smoother, and my body's reaction is not so great.

Yu Xing didn't know how long it had been since he came down, but he only knew that he was undergoing transformation again and again.

In the previous transformation, he was a complete victim, and the power he gained opened up the follow-up of his tragedy.

Now it is willing, because of hatred, but also because of the growth of ability.

"Does it mean that I am much better than before?" Yu Xing thought childishly.

If it was the beginning, he wouldn't have such a tenacious spirit, he would have already started to destroy the surroundings.

Unlike now, he is trapped in this kind of place and remembers not being able to leave.

The sixth resurrection.

My mind is a little empty.

Yu Xing looked at the black mist that had dissipated a lot, and after opening his eyes, he looked at it blankly for a long time.

His hair spread out under his feet, like a carpet, and blended with the bumpy branches, making him look like he was growing in a tree.

It's almost over... A concept came to his mind.

a little hungry.

Want to eat...want to eat...what do you want to eat?
People's screams and fear appeared in his eyes, and the negativity excited him.

But then, another segment flashed back in my mind.

A figure stood in an unknown space, the knife in his hand was chopping the ingredients under the knife over and over again, and scarlet flowed out from the knife... Oh, it seemed to be tomato juice.

The figure was wearing an apron, lowering his head and cooking seriously, that face seemed... to be himself.

I'm hungry, but I still want to eat cooked dishes.

Qu... Those two little girls used to like to eat it very much.

Zhao Mou can also cook. When living with those teammates, the kitchen will never be empty, anyway, someone can cook.

These people are...

Who.

Yu Xing blinked, trying to piece together these trivial memories.

There are several familiar faces.

When thinking of them, the mood that was indifferent to death seemed to fluctuate a little.

By the way, there is the little girl surnamed Qu, there is the blue-haired one, there is the ghost who is older than him, there is Zhao Mou, he doesn't quite remember what Zhao Mou looks like.

It seems that there is someone else.

do not know.

It seems that someone was forgotten.

Seventh resurrection.

Thinking more smoothly, the black mist overflowing around has become visible to the naked eye. After Yu Xing's thinking was reshaped, he rubbed the center of his brows and turned over to sit up.

What was he thinking before he died last time.

Oh, forgot one person.

But I can't remember anything, obviously he should be a very interesting person, why is it so vague.

Yu Xing frowned.

Before he knew it, he no longer cared what the lines on his body had become, nor did he care about the state of his body, because that kind of pain had really become something he was accustomed to.

Not cold anymore, not shivering.

It's just that the memory has been chaotic for a long time and there is no way to quickly adjust it back, so he forgot a person and couldn't remember it.

Zhao...

Zhao Mou's younger brother.

Yes, that is the person.

Why do you think about it this way, probably because this is the first teammate he met after entering the absurdity.

It seems like we became friends after that.

He doesn't feel like a friend.

It was the senior, obviously he taught that person a lot.

After dying again and again, his control over the curse increased little by little. Obviously, everyone else remembered it, but why did they forget about this person.

Yu Xing thought about it without any purpose.

Perhaps one more death is required to end the drain on the curse.

The black mist rolled and seeped into his skin bit by bit.

He let out a hard breath and looked up.

The faint light is his only companion in this underground, between the light and shadow, thick fog and shadows permeate wantonly.

shadow?

A figure standing in the shadow suddenly appeared in Yu Xing's mind. The figure seemed to have noticed something, and turned back from memory.

The corners of his mouth were pursed indifferently, as if he was laughing at him, but he could forget it.

Yu Xing smiled, he remembered, the feeling of suddenly forgetting something, and then suddenly remembering it, is not bad.

Zhao Yijiu.

(End of this chapter)