"What does this mean?" The village chief became alert.

Yu Xing glanced outside and saw the villagers kneeling obediently on the ground, motionless, as if they had lost consciousness. But upon closer inspection, each person had widened their eyes and was excitedly peering into the ancestral hall.

Yu Xing turned his head to look further behind the withered tree and smiled, "Carlos... how long did you think you could hide?"

"Oh, it seems I've been discovered." The magician's cheerful voice came from behind the tree. Everyone in the vicinity turned to look at the source of the sound, only to see a handsome young man with blue hair walking out from behind the dead wood, dragging another unfamiliar person with him.

"Well, luckily this isn't a magic trick. Otherwise, if the audience had seen through me, I would have felt very embarrassed~" Carlos patted his chest, pretending to be relieved.

However, in that instant, the village chief's face changed drastically, and his pupils shrank rapidly.

Cold sweat soaked the village chief's body in an instant. At the same time, the kneeling villagers suddenly cheered, "It's the new village chief!"

"I can feel it, that's the new village chief!"

"We have a new village chief!"

"Oh!! Let's bury Zhou Facai quickly!"

"Bury Zhou Facai!"

Ignoring the terrifying content of the villagers' cheering, the village chief looked at Carlos, who was holding the disheveled young man with bound hands, with disbelief. In a stuttering voice filled with anger, he couldn't help but ask, "How did you come here?"

He glared at the disheveled young man with anger, but the young man was confused and only felt that he was in deep trouble. He had fallen into the hands of a pervert and was now brought to a group of mentally ill people who seemed to want to kill someone!?

What the hell, he was just called by a friend to come and play in the town. Why did he get involved in such a terrifying situation!

Look, look! Who are these people?

The one who bound him was a ruthless and perverted person. Among the people standing, there were two men dressed strangely alike, and a... um, beautiful woman with waist-length hair.

Let's skip the man who looks normal with a backpack for now. There was also a handsome man who looked like a ghost... and an uncle who was about to go berserk.

Especially this uncle, his eyes were bloodshot, with an expression as if he was about to charge into battle. Zhou Qinghai pushed aside the aftereffects of playing games and asked weakly, "Who are you..."

"I... you..." The village chief couldn't speak at this moment. He... he still had a long time to live. He wasn't ready for death to come early!

"He is your father." Carlos cruelly revealed the truth and patted the young man's shoulder. "Zhou Qinghai, haven't you been looking for your parents all these years? Well, I brought you to them."

Zhou Qinghai was stunned.

No, his father was a lunatic? Ha, hahaha... this pervert must be joking with him.

Without giving him time to hesitate, Carlos half-pushed and half-coerced him to the front of the ancestral hall and said to the kneeling villagers, "Your new village chief is tired and doesn't have the strength to bury the body. Can you please help the new village chief and take care of what needs to be done?"

The villagers hesitated and looked at each other.

Carlos noticed a gaze sticking to him and glanced over, meeting Yu Xing's pitch-black eyes.

"..."

His heart inexplicably skipped a beat, and in that moment, he felt a hint of fear. He knew that the other party was not someone to be trifled with, probably also an advanced deductionist. So he decided not to provoke him and quickly averted his gaze, smiling at Zhou Qinghai, "Are you tired?"

"Ah? I..." Zhou Qinghai looked at him fearfully. He had already understood this jinx's temper during the journey. After thinking for a moment, he thought he should say "yes" at this time.

"Then let the villagers help you, okay?" Carlos continued to smile.

"Okay... okay..." Zhou Qinghai, who had no idea what was going on, could only go along with Carlos' words.

"Oh! Bury the village chief! Bury the village chief!" Upon hearing Zhou Qinghai's personal request, the bodies became excited. Several of them who were close almost jumped up, leaving behind burning candles and rushing towards Zhou Facai.

The candles fell to the ground and extinguished.

Zhou Qinghai was shocked. For a moment, he didn't know which news or situation had a greater impact on him.

He must be in a nightmare.

Zhou Facai gritted his teeth and turned to run, but a cold hand landed on his shoulder.

The slender fingers didn't exert much force, but inexplicably held him tightly, rendering him unable to move.

"Don't run, alright? You've been doing a good job causing harm all these years, haven't you? Now, happily complete your final task." A cool voice came from behind, and for some reason, the village chief suddenly didn't dare to look back. He would rather face several bodies pouncing at him than directly face that pale and sickly young man.

The ghostified villagers grabbed Zhou Facai, and Yu Xing gently let go of his hand, watching as the village chief was taken away by the villagers, wailing like a ghost.

The figures grew farther and farther away until the sound of their howling could no longer be heard."What should we do next? Continue?" Carlos saw that his goal was achieved and happily untied the rope from Zhou Qinghai's hands.

The village chief was taken care of, but the funeral was not yet over.

There were still many villagers kneeling on the ground, waiting for the new village chief to complete their ceremony.

"What... what should I do?" With so many people staring at him, Zhou Qinghai was on the verge of tears. He rubbed the bruises on his wrists and didn't know who to ask for help in the face of a group of lunatics.

"Let Zhou Qinghai... light the candle on my coffin..." Zhou Yongsheng's voice sounded intermittently in Yu Xing's ear. "The candle represents the way... if it is lit, I can... break free from the curse... and leave forever... from then on, the curse will be broken!"

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In other words, if Zhou Qinghai lights this tear-shaped white candle, the mission will be completed?

Yu Xing reached out and pinched the corner of the plate.

Xiao Xuechen, Wei Fan, and Xu Yuan ran to Yu Xing's side one after another. The sudden turn of events surprised them, but they were all experienced deductionists and quickly understood the urgency of the situation. They didn't dwell on how Carlos brought back Zhou Qinghai, the son of the village chief Zhou Facai, or when he found out.

They couldn't hear Zhou Yongsheng's voice, so they could only guess that the final clue was on the only candle that hadn't been lit.

The deduction was about to end. Generally speaking, if they didn't find the correct method, they would be wiped out by the sudden arrival of death conditions.

"I brought the key figures here. You should also have clues, right?" Carlos crossed his arms and calmly looked at everyone.

He seemed to be asking: Are you all useless?

Yu Xing's vision was almost blurred, but he forced himself to look at Zhou Qinghai.

Then he looked at the inscription on the candle, which read "Lu".

After that, he lifted his shirt and drew out a sharp dagger hidden in his belt.

"San?" Seeing his actions, Xiao Xuechen called out his name in confusion.

"Quick... let him light it..." Zhou Yongsheng urged, but before he could finish his words, Yu Xing raised his knife and cut the candle in half.

"What have you done!" Zhou Yongsheng exclaimed. At the same time, everyone heard a "thud" sound coming from the black coffin, as if someone inside was struggling to get out.

"..." With this sound, Yu Xing's head buzzed, and blood surged from his throat, flowing down his mouth.

"You're injured!" Seeing him staggering, Xiao Xuechen was shocked and immediately went forward to support him.

But this man seemed to have no strength left. His entire weight pressed down on her, and she couldn't support him at all. Just as they were about to fall to the ground together, Wei Fan grabbed Yu Xing's arm and barely held him up.

Carlos looked at this turn of events, raised an eyebrow in surprise, and a paper figure appeared in his hand.

He placed the paper figure in the candle holder, and the paper figure held the half-lit candle without any incident.

"Oh?" Carlos no longer looked at the candle holder, but instead looked at the almost fainting Yu Xing with great interest.

"How did this happen?" Xiao Xuechen couldn't believe it. Did the boss trigger some death condition by cutting the candle?

Only Yu Xing knew that cutting the candle had nothing to do with it. He just couldn't bear the negative state of his body. Normally, these negative things seemed insignificant, but in a deduction like this, facing the source of the supernatural, it revealed how much his body was holding him back.

Things that could have been done with his mind alone, if his body could keep up, he wouldn't be so passive...

No, this won't do...

It's really annoying.

Xiao Xuechen stabilized herself and looked up at Yu Xing's face, which was close at hand and covered in cold sweat.

Her envy, jealousy, and admiration for his stunning appearance lost its color, revealing a mysterious aura that originated from the depths of his soul.

His eyebrows furrowed, his eyes tightly closed, his eyelashes trembling, and more blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Along with his increasingly weak vitality, there was an undeniable sense of fear.

Xiao Xuechen had no doubt about her intuition. The way she perceived the soul was how the other person must be, because one of the two sacrifices on her mask was called the "Eye of Life".

[Sacrifice: Eye of Life]

[Form: Necklace]

[Wearer: Xiao Xuechen]

[This sacrifice has fused with the "Personality Mask: Night", with the fusion ability: ① Extract 15% of the wearer's blood to add a hidden shield to any object (including living beings) within sight. This shield can provide abilities such as reducing presence and reducing the severity of attacks. It disappears after five minutes. Can be used up to three times in a deduction. ② (Passive) There is a chance to see the true side of the target within sight, with random effects.]

At this moment, there was no doubt that the passive ability of the "Eye of Life" was triggered.

Xiao Xuechen suddenly felt that the person she was holding onto was like a malevolent ghost from hell, wearing a beautiful disguise and lurking among the living, peering into the mortal world.

The malevolent ghost opened its eyes.

No, it was Yu Xing who opened his eyes.

Xiao Xuechen's breath almost stopped, and the next second, she heard Yu Xing's low, magnetic voice saying, "Missie, I have a favor to ask of you.""You, you speak!" She widened her eyes slightly.

Yu Xing tightly gripped the dagger in his hand, weakly handing it to Xiao Xuechen.

After Xiao Xuechen took the dagger, he smiled and mustered the last bit of his strength to say:

"Kill me."

"What!?" Xiao Xuechen and everyone around thought they had heard wrong.

Yu Xing licked his lips, tasting the rich flavor of blood on his tongue.

He repeated: "Kill me."