Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 167: Judgment of the God of Death (8) Judgment

The person whose pupils shrink is the angry man.

Although he tried his best to conceal it, Yan Jinyue still caught his reaction at that moment. She looked at him meaningfully, "I remember you said you smoked before?"

"What's wrong with smoking?" The furious man immediately became anxious, "Does smoking mean that this thing is mine? Does it mean that I killed someone?"

"Don't worry." The girl still smiled sweetly, "I just want to confirm who it belongs to. Maybe it's his, or maybe he stole it. And even if he stole it, it doesn't necessarily belong to the murderer, right?"

"Hmph..." The furious man glared at her and turned away, "It's not mine anyway."

However, from the extremely excited reactions of the arrogant girl and the furious guy, Yan Jinyue also discovered one thing: they seemed to be particularly afraid of being labeled as "murderers" and were trying their best to shake it off.

This is not a world ruled by the real legal framework. Even the "murderer" will not be controlled by the law. Why are they so scared? This is something she is very curious about.

"These are just reasonable speculations now. Why are you reacting so strongly?" Yan Jinyue deliberately provoked, "Are you feeling guilty?"

"You are the one who is guilty!" The arrogant woman crossed her arms and sneered, "We just don't want to be wrongly accused of being the murderer."

"Oh?" Yan Jinyue raised the end of her eyebrows slightly.

"Sorry, I forgot to mention it." The greedy man spoke up, "We will vote tonight to recognize the murderer. Tomorrow morning, the messenger of death will come to confirm that we have completed our mission and will judge the murderer. Therefore, no one wants to be the murderer."

"Trial?" Yan Jinyue became interested. "How to judge?"

"Of course it's killing." The arrogant woman rolled her eyes.

Yan Jinyue: "If he kills directly, won't he confirm whether that person is the real murderer?"

Greedy Man: "Of course not. In the eyes of the God of Death, all of us are guilty. The Messenger will not ask who the real murderer is. If the real murderer is still here, he will continue to commit crimes, and we will have to carry out a second round."

"What if that person is the real murderer?" Yan Jinyue pressed on, "Then the game is over?"

The arrogant woman laughed: "That's a nice thought. If the real murderer is really dead, then there will be a second person whose mission is to kill people."

The furious man also said: "Until the seventh day, there is only one person left. The one who survives is the winner."

"No wonder..." Yan Jinyue smiled.

"No wonder?" the angry man asked with a frown.

Of course, it’s no wonder that you illogical idiots could become the winners, and it’s no wonder that the arrogant girl put the label of “murderer” on Yan Jinyue from the very beginning.

Because this is not a game of IQ at all, but a game of luck and teamwork... and sin.

If being "identified" means one can be judged as a murderer, then as long as one keeps banding together to vote for others, that person will be judged and killed by the messenger.

The number of people began to decrease, and finally only two people were left. If one of them had the mission to kill, the other would become a lamb to be slaughtered. The final outcome can be imagined - only one can survive.

The winner can only be the executioner, directly or indirectly causing the death of others.

But she didn't say any of this, just smiled casually: "Nothing, since there's nothing else to see here, let's go find evidence."

"It should have started a long time ago. Why are you dilly-dallying here?" The arrogant girl said unhappily, "Whose room should we start in first?"

"Laziness said that the dead should be the first." Greedy said with a smile, "I think she has a point."

"Then let's get started, don't waste time."

The arrogant girl walked straight to the room with a "Jealousy" sign on the door. As soon as she opened the door, she let out a short scream and fell to the ground, but she did not forget to use her hands to support herself to move back.

Her eyes were fixed on the jealous room, wide open, as if there was something terrifying inside.

Until a minotaur in white came out.

His head was a silver bull's head with a ferocious face and long and thick horns. He was wearing a white robe that was covered with mottled bloodstains, which was very creepy. His hands were also made of silver, without flesh, only bones, and the ends were sharp. Blood was dripping down his fingers.

"Oh no, time's up!" The greedy man was anxious, "Quick, identify the murderer and go back to your room! He can't enter the room!"

The arrogant girl sitting on the ground was trembling with fear and kept yelling: "The murderer is laziness, laziness!" "I vote for laziness too!" said the angry man, and then he ran back to his room and closed the door, and the arrogant girl did the same.

"I vote for laziness too." The greedy man immediately looked at the lustful man and the gluttonous woman, "You two should vote quickly, otherwise, it will be useless to go back to the room."

"Then I... will also vote for laziness." Although the lustful man hesitated, he finally said it.

As for the gluttonous girl, her voice was flat: "I vote for laziness too."

"Then the murderer tonight is laziness." After the greedy man finished his summary, he quickly ran back to the room, and so did the lustful man.

Only the gluttonous girl looked at Yan Jinyue and said seriously, "I'm sorry." After that, she walked back to the room.

After watching this big show, Yan Jinyue didn't know where to start complaining. She turned around and looked at the minotaur in white. Not only was she not afraid, she shrugged and spread her hands:
"You're too slow. They all ran in."

"Why don't you run?" The minotaur's voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He walked towards her step by step, with blood flowing under his feet.

"Well, I plan to run now." Yan Jinyue said with a smile. She walked slowly towards the room and opened the door, but did not go in. Instead, she hooked her finger at the minotaur, "Aren't you coming over?"

The Minotaur was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly approached, imposing: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Still pretending.

Yan Jinyue curled the corners of her lips, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room. After closing the door, she pushed him against the door.

"You still don't admit it now?"

"What?" He played dumb.

"You know what? You can't just identify a person by their face. You can also..." Yan Jinyue smiled and circled her fingers on his chest, "Body."

Even though he was dressed like this, with his face covered with a silver bull head and his hands disguised, Yan Jinyue was too familiar with the man's figure, body shape, and temperament, which were difficult to change.

She held the ferocious bull head in her hands and said disdainfully, "This one is so ugly, change it back."

"I still can't hide it from you." The man's voice returned to its clear and pleasant tone, with a hint of hoarseness and doting. He chuckled and took off his silver bull-head mask, revealing his elegant and delicate face. His hands also returned to their original cold, white and slender shape, and he held the girl's waist.

"You can tell it's me. Can I understand that Jinyue loves me too much?" The man smiled, his black eyes were deep and charming.

"You can also understand that I particularly like your figure." Yan Jinyue nodded seriously, "But, you have many identities, you are the god of death, and you are the dead. Now?"

"The scary monster in the hut will come out to hunt at a certain time." Xie Louwu smiled and stroked the girl's hair. "I have no choice. I have to support my wife and work a few more jobs."

"Puchi——" Yan Jinyue was amused, "You work really hard."

"That's for sure." Xie Louwu lowered his head and kissed the corner of her eyes. "As long as my wife is happy, all my efforts will be worth it."

"You've worked so hard, should I, as your wife, reward you?" Yan Jinyue's eyes flickered, and she whispered in his ear, "As long as you open the window, I won't feel sleepy."

"Will it be cold?" Xie Louwu worried.

"It's okay." Yan Jinyue kissed his Adam's apple, "It will be hot anyway."

"It would be a great honor."

The man's black eyes darkened for a moment. He bent down slightly, carried the girl horizontally, and walked towards the bed step by step.

What’s interesting is that they are intimate at night, but during the day the next day, they pretend to be strangers.

Even have to... "judge" her.

"Mr. Envoy, we have found the murderer yesterday." The arrogant woman flattered, and then excitedly pointed to the leisurely person on the side, "It's laziness!"

"Just judge her!"

This world is just a game set up by the hero for the heroine. It's just a game. Our main focus is on love.