In a big family, there are many twists and turns, which is hard to explain in a few words.

Zhao Yijiu obviously had a clear understanding of this. He was very grateful to Yu Xing for trusting him, so he nodded and said, "If I can kill, the black-clothed ghost is about the same strength as me. I can win, but it will take some time."

"That's not a problem. The trouble is the red-clothed ghost." Yu Xing recalled the number of red-clothed ghosts he had seen in the three halls. There was only one in the Bihai Hall, none in the Wangchuan Hall, and too many people in the Huangquan Di Hall, which greatly obstructed the line of sight and the number was unknown.

A trace of doubt appeared in Zhao Yijiu's eyes behind the mask. "Can't you deal with the red-clothed ghost?"

"You think too highly of me, Brother Jiu." Yu Xing clicked his tongue twice. "If I confront the red-clothed ghost head-on and don't get pressed down and rubbed against the ground, then I have the same surname as you."

Brother Jiu expressed his doubts in silence.

Yu Xing sighed deeply. "Really, I promise, this time I'm not lying to you."

"But you are a red-clothed ghost, and you are suppressed to be a red-clothed ghost."

"Do you believe in a system's judgment error?" Yu Xing said.

Zhao Yijiu didn't believe it.

But Yu Xing wasn't completely modest either. He suspected that the system's judgment of strength came from the encounters between individuals and ghosts of different levels. Who would survive?

He encountered the red-clothed ghost, and he would definitely survive. So his disguise level was judged to be a red-clothed ghost.

The problem was that he could survive not because he was strong now, but because he couldn't die!

Maybe if he went back a few decades, he could confront the Green-Capturing Ghost head-on. If he went back a few more decades, the Green-Capturing Ghost would have to go around him.

But now he was so weak that he couldn't even bear to look at himself.

The red-clothed malevolent ghost couldn't kill him, but he still couldn't kill the red-clothed ghost smoothly, after all, he didn't even have a weapon in his hand.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing suddenly remembered something. "By the way, Brother Jiu, do you have any spare knives?"

"No."

"Swords?"

"No."

"Daggers?"

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"Alright." Yu Xing regretfully stopped asking. In this deduction, they couldn't bring their own things, only sacrifices could be carried with them.

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread dot com".

If Zhao Yijiu could easily take out another weapon-type sacrifice, Yu Xing would have to sigh at Zhao Mou's wealth.

"Anyway, it should be difficult to kill the red-clothed ghost. If we really encounter it, we will have to rely on you. Each of the eight deductionists is on their own. It's very difficult to move the red-clothed ghost, and the reward for killing the red-clothed ghost is not points but underworld currency. The cost of obtaining a large amount of underworld currency is so high, I am really curious about what is in the vending machine."

Zhao Yijiu said, "Then let's go and see."

The vending machine was in the corner of the Huangquan Di Hall. It looked similar to a normal vending machine, about two meters tall, with non-transparent glass that was hazy and made it difficult to see inside.

At this time, the noisy rhythm music had stopped, and the DJ leaned against the turntable, watching the actions of the ghosts as if watching a show.

She didn't wear a mask. In fact, the ferryman bartender of the Wangchuan Hall and the male bartender of the Bihai Hall did not participate in the event. They were bar employees and were more like referees exercising supervisory rights.

They wouldn't favor either side, even if they saw the deductionists killing ghosts with their own eyes, they wouldn't tell the ghosts their information.

Because the purpose of this event was to have fun, not to kill. Otherwise, the bar manager wouldn't need to recruit living people as waiters, they could just deceive them and kill them, which would be much easier.

As the saying goes, the sorrows and joys of ghosts are not the same.

The DJ yawned. "The guests are running around excitedly, but I just find them noisy."

Even if the living people were hiding in the crowd of ghosts, trembling with fear, and then being discovered and devoured with a desperate look on their faces, it was a very satisfying sight. But seeing it every day would also become boring.

She propped up half of her face and inexplicably wanted to see the final reversal of the living people surviving.

She knew that the boss, Green-Capturing, didn't care who won, he only cared about the business of the bar.

The vending machine was within her line of sight. Because many of the guests were regulars, these regulars knew how tempting the vending machine was for living people. Although they didn't know what was being sold inside, every carnival party, there would be living people risking being discovered to buy something from the vending machine.

It must be something important to the living people, anyway, it was prepared by the owner of the Green-Capturing Bar, who rarely showed up.

Many ghosts intentionally passed by it, secretly glancing over, just to be vigilant in case a living waiter approached.

The DJ yawned again.

Oh my god, it's so boring.

Just at this moment, the ghosts became restless.

The DJ followed the commotion and looked over, her eyes brightening.

Two ghosts, one red and one black, walked over from the Wangchuan Hall. They had a strong momentum, and the red one was holding a white robe.

Everyone knew what this robe meant - a white-robed ghost had disappeared!

"Who is their friend?" There were the most ghosts in the Huangquan Di Hall, in circles, which made people feel awe-inspiring.

The clothes of the ghosts had a unique aura. Yu Xing raised the white robe and asked loudly. He felt like a staff member of a lost and found office.

After the start of the event, the ghosts in the three halls were running around. In order to prevent the guests who had ordered drinks before from recognizing their voices, Yu Xing specifically used his voice-changing ability to change the resonance ratio and changed his tone, making his voice sound completely different from before.

The red-clothed malevolent ghost came to ask questions, and the lower-level ghosts suddenly didn't dare to answer.

After a moment of silence, two white-robed ghosts ran up, not daring to collide with the red-clothed ghost, but with a hint of urgency. "Yes, he is our friend!"Yu Xing tossed the white robe to them, his tone laced with annoyance, "At least one group of servants is in the Hall of the River of Forgetfulness. They killed this white-robed one, quite brazenly."

The specters immediately began to whisper amongst themselves.

"Truly audacious! Daring to kill a ghost in front of the red-robed one!"

"Wait, they silently killed the white-robed one, the servants tonight seem to be quite capable, they won't let the ghosts slaughter them."

"I'm just a disheartened ghost, what if things go wrong? Does anyone know who killed the white-robed ghost? I won't seek him out, I'll look for the other five."

"I think you're a foolish ghost, did your brains fly out when you died? If any ghost knew who did it, they would have devoured that person already, would it be your turn?"

Yu Xing listened for a while, then raised his hand to signal them to be quiet, "I think, that servant might have disguised himself as a shadow. It's not worth my time to look for him. Whoever of you is interested in the shadow of a living person, go and try it out."

His tone was dismissive, but it didn't provoke any dissatisfaction among the specters. After all, the red-robed one had absolute control over them.

Except for the two friends of the dead white-robed ghost, the other ghosts cheered and rushed towards the Hall of the River of Forgetfulness.

"Expose the servant!"

"Let them be afraid, hahaha"

The DJ showed interest, looking at the red-robed and shadow figures coming from the Hall of the River of Forgetfulness.

Today's living people are indeed more interesting than before.