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Chapter 1052 Breaking through the Restriction

Gift boxes used by wealthy businessmen to build relationships were held by paper maids, who opened and displayed them one by one as the gift list was chanted.

Zhao Yijiu sat with a group of black-hearted wealthy businessmen, listening to their weird compliments to each other, and looked at the other table expressionlessly.

Although he and Zhao Mou played the role of husband and wife, under the background of this deduction, the couple could not sit together at a formal banquet. Zhao Mou sat with the wives of other wealthy businessmen and discussed in a low voice the value of whose gift

The highest and the most auspicious meaning.

"..." Zhao Yijiu pinched the bridge of his nose irritably, and the wealthy businessman wearing vermilion sleeves suddenly said with concern, "Are you okay?"

Everyone knows that Mrs. Xue's husband is just a face person, but there are rumors that Mrs. Xue and her husband are very affectionate, and fawning over Mrs. Xue's husband is equivalent to fawning over Mrs. Xue.

Zhao Yijiu put down his hand and said calmly: "Nothing, thank you for your concern."

The youngest of the Li family besides him and the current head of the Li family glanced at him. He could not tell whether his attitude was good or bad, but he reminded him expressionlessly: "I noticed that you often don't say a word today.

If you are really feeling unwell, you might as well ask your lady to ask for some medicine for you, your lady can speak well in Feng Mansion."

Zhao Yijiu glanced at him and didn't reply at all.

If he had to spend some time with these people, the eldest son of the Li family, who was the most popular person among Master Wanban outside the Zhao family, would certainly not be so disrespectful.

But it will be over soon.

Zhao Yijiu thought, why hasn't it rained yet?

He looked around calmly and found that all the deducers who had replaced the guests were at the table. Only Yu Xing, who had fabricated the identity of a woman from southern Xinjiang, was still missing.

This is also part of their plan.

It just so happened that no matter how careful Master Wanban was, he would definitely be present at the banquet, so he could investigate the place where the other party had hidden it for suturing the resentful spirits.

Zhao Yijiu was a relatively uninformed person at this banquet. Zhao Mou, Song Xue, and Yu Xing all found opportunities to leave the public eye and had the ability to exchange information in real time. However, he had no reason to go out and could only rely on Zhao Mou.

Occasionally I would come over to talk to him and reveal a little bit of information, but I didn't know where the plan was going.

He only knows that if the time is right, the black clouds condensed by Yin Qi and the water vapor infested by Jiang Shou will definitely form heavy rain.

Tick ​​tock.

A drop of rain fell on the tea cup in front of Zhao Yijiu, causing tiny ripples.

His brows relaxed slightly.



Yu Xing walked through the many formations and set foot in the hidden and desolate courtyard of Feng Mansion for the second time.

Not long ago, he tried to explore Master Wanban's residence and was caught on the spot by Er Hong. Now that Er Hong is no longer in trouble, Master Wanban also went to the banquet.

The silent courtyard seemed deserted, and the eerie wind passed through Yu Xing's fingertips. He walked softly towards the house in the courtyard, letting out his senses.

The dead trees in the courtyard swayed gently, and their dead roots slowly grew and spread in all directions.

The yin energy here is extremely heavy and not pure. The grievances are superimposed on each other, roughly trapping one miserable soul after another, and the most central point is within the house.

This time no one disturbed him, and Yu Xing's perception was still cut off in front of the door.

He came to the door and tried to push it.

As expected, there was a restriction on the door. Despite Yu Xing's strength, the seemingly thin wooden door did not move at all, and only the coldness when touched penetrated deep into the bones.

He turned his head to look, his eyes filled with blue, and he finally found a circle of imperceptible blood marks around the house.

The thick blood was originally hidden in the soil, but under the inspection of psychic eyes, it slowly surfaced. An evil thought emerged from the blood mark, silently absorbing the vitality of those who came close.

At the same time, the space inside and outside the blood seal is also divided into two, so that no one can enter or exit freely except the person who placed the seal.

"The things this master knows are quite complicated." Yu Xing muttered, preparing to force his way in.

He knew that the method of decrypting the seal was probably hidden in a certain room in the Feng Mansion. After all, deductions would not lead to a dead end, and there had to be a way to pass the level for deducers who took the intellectual route and ignored combat effectiveness.

In other words, except for a few people who can defeat them with their combat power, other deducers still need to follow the clues one after another in the dungeon to move forward step by step.

But Yu Xing is now one of those few.

Black tree patterns appeared on his hands, and the power of the curse showed its aggressiveness, spreading bit by bit towards the blood mark.

Suddenly, he felt the invading blood seal and the bloody light, and a sudden feeling of fear penetrated into Yu Xing's mind along the blood color. Goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his heartbeat speeded up unconsciously. When he turned around, he saw behind him

Several illusory ghosts appeared.

It’s the evil power that affects the rules of this game again!

Yu Xing was ready to come into contact with the power of the evil god who controlled "fear", but when he came into contact again, his scalp was still numb.

Shadows whose faces could not be seen clearly stood there one after another, lined up in a row.

They were tall or short, fat or thin, and they were vaguely dressed in different clothes. One of the women raised her arm, as if waving to Yu Xing.

After experiencing several deductions, this scene is not even scary.

But Yu Xing's breathing was still stagnant, and he instinctively wanted to stay away from them.

"Xingxing... what are you doing here?"

The face of the waving woman gradually became clearer, and scorch marks appeared on her young and beautiful face. She pulled at the scorched skin and revealed a smile that Yu Xing had almost forgotten: "Why are you still wearing a small skirt?"

"It's so strange... I coaxed you to wear it when you were a child, but you didn't even want to wear it..."

"Sister." Yu Xing's eyes darkened, and he called out the woman's identity in a somewhat unfamiliar manner.

Next to the woman, other figures became clearer like old photos that had been dusted off.

His former father, housekeeper, wet nurse, even familiar jugglers, classmates when he studied abroad, teachers, and a few people who left memories in his heart over a long period of time...

Some of them stayed in their youthful appearance, and some were fixed on the appearance of the portrait that Yu Xing saw. There were more and more figures, and they became clearer and clearer. They were wearing clothes of different eras, and everyone had a friendly smile on their face.

Reach out to him.

"Yu Xing..."

"Axok..."

"Young Master..."

"friend……"

"We miss you so much. When will you join us?"

Yu Xing didn't answer, they just kept looking at him.

The whole scene was extremely weird. A chill ran up Yu Xing's spine, and his eyes accidentally glanced down.

Everyone's toes are pointing behind them.

The suppressed terror broke out instantly, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of Yu Xing's forehead.

But his expression did not change at all, and he was not moved by the appearance of these "people".

It's all in the past.

They are all people from the past.

They were once nightmares, but they failed to drag him into hell, and now that he is awake, they are even less likely to stop him from moving forward.

Yu Xing remained motionless, as if he was in a stalemate with these figures, but the power of his curse was devouring the blood seal crazily, and the illusion caused by the blood seal restriction became endangered.

Realizing this, the expressions of the ghosts changed.

Their smiles slowly disappeared, replaced by pairs of malicious eyes.


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