More meat, less pot.
This is indeed one of the biggest dilemmas they face in this bloody gate.
In fact, the pressure brought by the evil ghosts in this blood gate was not that great. With the help of "Xin", they learned an important clue - the evil ghosts in this blood gate only had at most 100 people per day. Can kill three tricksters.
"There's another thing, you have to be careful..."
The fat man spoke again.
"Whether it's Biao Fei or Lao Pu, they all have powerful ghost weapons for protection. Last night, Chu Zhu's subordinate A Le was able to escape the pursuit of the ghosts by relying on the ghost weapons. There is no reason why Biao Fei and Lao Pu will die. .”
Wu Wen's eyes flickered slightly.
"Master Xi, what do you mean...they were not killed by evil spirits?"
Fat man:
"Hard to say."
"But there must be someone behind it who is fueling the fire."
"There are only two situations——"
"First, the fake pot killed them."
"Second, the fake pot told Li Gui how to kill us without triggering the ghost device."
The fat man's mind was spinning very quickly, and with his guidance, the fog in Wu Wen's eyes cleared up a lot.
"Could that be Chu Zhu's..."
The fat man shook his head.
"Anyone with a little bit of brains would not do such a thing. The evil ghost can kill other people in this way, and he can also kill him."
"Furthermore, we killed those seventeen people and they have deep resentment towards us. Under such circumstances, there is no way for the two parties to reach cooperation."
"So the deaths of Lao Pu and Biao Fei must be related to the fake pot."
Wu Wen's tone was strange:
"The fake pot can cooperate with ghosts, and it also knows how to make the ghosts' ghost weapons ineffective... I understand what you mean, but how is this possible?"
The fat man said calmly:
"Nothing is impossible."
"This is the Blood Gate world. We originally obtained ghost weapons from this world. Strictly speaking, they should understand the mechanism of ghost weapons better than us."
"Furthermore, it's hard to say whether there are sixteen or seventeen tricksters who entered the Blood Gate this time."
"After all, no one counted the number of people before entering, right?"
As soon as Mr. Xi finished speaking, Wu Wen immediately shivered inexplicably.
This bloody door...maybe there is a seventeenth trickster?
Doesn't that mean that the fake pot is...
As if he noticed the change in Wu Wen's micro-expression, the fat man said:
"Whether the other party is a trickster or an aborigine, essentially, the existence of the fake pot must be to protect the real pot."
"It's enough to figure this out."
"This bloody door is still a long time away. The bloody storm has just begun. Just follow my plan. The more people Chu Zhu and the others die, the fewer we will die."
"The more selfish the remaining people are, the more they are in a state of disarray, which is easy to deal with."
"You should know this after following me through so many doors."
Wu Wen pursed her lips:
"Thank you, Mr. Xi, for your advice."
…
Dusk town, Baitao Park.
At dusk, Ning Qiushui sat in an inconspicuous position, holding several purchased newspapers and comparing them quietly.
The noon trip to the police station gave him a lot of gains.
He stole many details about the case from the police officers.
This was of great help to him in finding Zhao Er.
But for Ning Qiushui, the less he could find Zhao Er, the more peaceful he felt.
He is good at finding people, and there is no interference from ghosts. If he can't find Zhao Er, the possibility of the trickster finding Zhao Er will be even lower.
In Ning Qiushui's view, the trickster behind this bloody door was the biggest threat to Zhao Er.
As for killing the trickster... it's not as easy as imagined.
The trickster at the eighth door was too shrewd. After the two tricksters died mysteriously one after another, the two ghosts tried to cause an accident to kill the trickster, but they failed. The other party seemed to be aware of the murderous ghost. method, with precautions.
The ghosts in this blood gate are not strong, and their power is severely limited by the rules.
Ning Qiushui understood something clearly from Li Gui's actions.
In the small town, there were four evil ghosts who came back for revenge.
They are not fatal to the player.
After an attack, you cannot attack the same person again for a short period of time.
Ning Qiushui confirmed that this was not the difficulty of the eighth gate at all. These four severely restricted ghosts alone would not be able to cause much interference to the tricksters of the eighth blood gate.
Therefore, these tricksters have to face...there are other threats!
And those threats are no weaker than ghosts!
"Besides evil ghosts, what else can pose a threat to the life of a trickster..."
Ning Qiushui squinted her eyes.
He received too little information and encountered too many puzzles.
The police at noon said that sixteen bodies were found in the hospital, but there were seventeen hearts.
They determined there were seventeen victims based on seventeen hearts.
But in fact, no one has ever seen the seventeenth body.
"Could it be that there were actually only sixteen victims, and the seventeenth person faked his death, or was resurrected early for some reason and left..."
Various clues and speculations intertwined in Ning Qiushui's mind.
"These people were killed by the Tricksters. The Tricksters would not kill so many NPCs for no reason. They must have received some kind of instructions, maybe from the Blood Sect, maybe from... the first one they met NpC.”
The first "conspicuous NPC" that the tricksters meet behind the blood gate must be an important NPC.
This is experience and common sense.
"...But there is a high probability that the heart was not dug out by the trickster. There were tricksters who used the heart to fish in the Eden Hospital before, which means that they took the heart and refrigerated it. If the trickster killed someone, then If the hearts were dug out and taken away, the police would never be able to find the 17 hearts."
"There is a time difference between this. In the time difference, there is a... third party mixed in."
Thinking of this, Ning Qiushui's eyes flickered with light and shadow.
"That third party is probably the corpse stitcher..."
"He dug out the hearts of these corpses, but did not take them away. Combined with what the corpse stitcher did to me before... it seems that he was not looking for the hearts at that time, but was looking for a container that could hold his heart. ’.”
"And I'm obviously not the 'container' he's looking for. It's just his choice out of desperation."
"...This choice seems to have some kind of 'side effects', so after he put his heart into my body, he needs to eat a fresh heart every other day to maintain his life..."
"If we make a bold guess, the seventeenth victim who disappeared...could it be the 'perfect container' that the corpse stitcher is looking for?"
Ning Qiushui's thoughts gradually became clear after sorting them out, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"But it seems... the Tricksters are also looking for it."
"Things seem to be getting interesting."
PS: Second update, sometimes my thoughts jump too fast, and I’m afraid that I’ll be tired after writing too much, so I revise a lot, thank you!
Good night!
