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When everyone didn't know how to answer, the Spirit of the Truth began to count down.

"Ten...... Nine...... Eight ......"

"Yes! We caught him. A loud voice broke the rhythm of the countdown, and the registered spiritual receiver was the first to answer.

We waited quietly to see if it was right. A few seconds later, the countdown began again "seven ............"

The ordinary person didn't even think about it anymore, and directly shouted "Six!!" Six!!! Ahh ”

The countdown stopped again. Seeing this, I and the spiritual receiver around me also hurriedly replied, "Yes, we caught it." ”

After a few seconds, the black eyes darkened and returned to a blue and a white appearance.

"Passed. Pass. Pass. ”

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the most nervous person should be the ordinary person, although he survived this hurdle, he still looked at us in great horror.

"Hey~~ You didn't seem to tell us just now, what's going on with black!?"

"I don't know, at least not in the information I've seen." Registered spiritualists don't look calm either.

He was also a little hesitant before answering, and he didn't look like he was lying to us.

"What now, do you want to keep playing with it?" If I can't get out, I'd just ask questions to see if there's a chance to kill it.

"There is no record of how to destroy the Spirit of Truth, otherwise it would not have been the most terrible interrogation tool that the underworld has ever had."

"The third time, ask a question." Before any countermeasures could be discussed, another question was initiated.

This time there was no flickering change, and the Spirit of the Truth directly asked, "What is your profession?" ”

Everyone present was waiting for the change in their eyes, and the ordinary person was the first to speak.

"I'm a programmer! I'm a programmer! I don't have any other profession, and I'm here today to be threatened! I'm threatened, it's none of my business! Please spare me, I ...... I...... I'm going to ...... tomorrow."

The spirit of the mantra shot out without warning, blue and white, and directly nailed the verbose programmer to the wall, along with several oil drums behind him.

The smell of blood mixed with gasoline suddenly filled the entire warehouse, and it couldn't help but make people feel sick to their stomachs.

Could it be that the answer is wrong? Although we are not doing anything righteous and bright, I have never encountered such a succession of dead people.

"I'm a chef." Not long after the ordinary person shut up, the registered spiritual receiver spoke again.

This time he clearly lied! What ordinary people say should be the truth, but they are actually dead, it seems that they are just dying from talking too much, and if they don't answer questions, don't talk nonsense.

Thinking back to the previous explanation, one blue and one white should be the truth and the falsehood at intervals, so the next one should tell the truth.

Just as he was about to answer, he was grabbed by the spiritual receiver next to him, "I am an unlicensed spiritual receiver." ”

This is the first time I've heard an unregistered fringe psychic so readily admit his identity.

Suddenly, when it came time for me to lie, my mind went blank, and the registered spiritual receiver pointed anxiously at himself.

"I'm a chef." I can't think of anything else, so I'll lie the same as him.

This time there was no waiting, and the Spirit of Truth spoke directly.

"Pass, pass, fourth."

Could it be that we have discovered that we will communicate in the gap between answering questions, and simply do not let us have time to breathe, and the hope of surviving is dashed at the slightest moment?

The eyes began to flicker again, this time two blue rays, and the light seemed to grow longer again because of the blood of two people.

"Do you want to kill someone now?"

The blue eyes, if I am not mistaken, should be a lie.

"Yes."

"Yes!"

I and the spiritual receiver next to me said the answer at about the same time, and after I calmed down, I realized that the spirit of the truth may not be so terrifying.

As long as you don't ask me about advanced algebra, I should be fine.

"Ten...... Nine...... Eight ...... "When the spirit of the true word began to count down, I and the spiritual receiver around me realized that the registered spiritual receiver had not yet answered.

"Seven...... Six...... Five...... Four ......" As the spirit of the truth counted down one by one, his eyes became ready to move.

"Three...... Two...... One ......"

Almost as the countdown to the Spirit of Truth came to an end, the registered soul receiver finally spoke.

"I don't want to."

Before, his answers were crisp and without any hesitation, but this time not only did he wait until the last second of the countdown to answer, but his voice was also very quiet.

I couldn't believe if I had heard it wrong or hallucinated, I thought I was on their side, and the registered receptionist avoided our gaze.

"Passed. Pass. Finally back. Forced black language questions. ”

Still not giving us any respite, the Spirit of Truth even informed the rules this time after receiving the answer.

The eyes did not flicker, and directly turned into the previous black.

"What's your last name?"

The current situation is obviously that the registered spiritual receiver has an advantage over us, but even if there is no officially registered spiritual receiver, our keen sense still understands a little bit.

Blue represents a lie, white represents the truth, and black should be like a black box, not knowing what the rules are, whether to tell the truth, or to tell a lie, or whether to tell the truth and lie half.

The fact that the registered receptionist did not answer the question immediately confirmed my suspicions.

Because he is the one who knows the rules of the game, he first lures us with two correct messages to gain trust and make us believe that he has the right clues.

Then he concealed the meaning of the black eyes, and if the meaning of the black eyes was clear, then he could be the first to answer, so as to at least ensure that he would be fine.

And he didn't answer at the first time, indicating that even if he knew that the black eyes represented the meaning of randomness, he didn't dare to answer easily.

The black eyes, emitting a terrifying aura of death, the truth or the lie.

Standing there, the expressionless Spirit of the Truth suddenly had a snickering smile on his face.

Is it a mockery that hurts others by spitting out true and false words from the mouth of a human being, or is it a contempt and contempt that knows but does not dare to speak the truth.

The so-called spirit of truth only reflects the hypocrisy and indifference unique to human society.

"Ten...... Nine ...... "I've roughly guessed the outcome of the rules, but if no one speaks, the Spirit of the Truth won't stop playing for time."

"Eight...... Seven...... Six ......"

The spiritual receiver around him is also ready to answer at the last second, and he doesn't know the exact rules, and it is always a loss to answer first.

If everyone answers together at the last second, they won't have time to think about whether other people's words are true or false, and even if you say something like your last name, you don't know if it's true or not.

This question is simply for the soul receiver.

"Five...... Four ......" Every countdown of the Spirit of the Truth was like a scythe in the hand of the Grim Reaper slowly approaching his own neck.

If you are a little careless, it is Liman's heart.

"Hello~My surname is Yang~" Just when the countdown was about to end in 3 seconds, I spoke first.

I am surnamed Yang, even if you kill me, I am also surnamed Yang, and I will not change my reincarnation in the next life.

With the experience of the past, I will also say this in my heart.

The registered receptionist didn't expect me to answer the question in advance, and suddenly turned his head to look at me, as if expecting me to be killed.

Just as I was about to wait for the trial, another voice spoke.

"Hello ~ my surname is Yin ~ "

"Damn, I can't give you the surname Yin because my surname is Yang~~Uh~~~~~ah~~~~"

There was a sharp electric current stinging pain from his body, and he remembered that he couldn't talk nonsense now, so he quickly closed his mouth.

Then I watched the movement of the Spirit of the Truth very nervously, if the black mang shot over now, I estimated that I was ninety percent sure that I wouldn't be able to escape.

But instead of attacking me, the Spirit of Truth turned to the registered spiritual receiver who had not answered the question.

"My surname is Li."

Things are always changing beyond our expectations, and after the registered spiritual receiver finished speaking, the spirit of the truth just spat out the word "tong", and he quickly aimed the spirit of the truth at the body attached to the spirit of the truth with the spirit of the truth.

The spirit of the truth didn't bother to react, and instinctively flew out of the body, but unfortunately as soon as it reached mid-air, it was caught by the spirit collector.

As long as we kill the two spiritual receivers that are not officially recognized by the prefecture, the last fire will be burned here, and there will be no evidence left.

The two Truthful Spirits also belonged to him, perhaps he had planned to do so from the beginning.

After receiving the Spirit of the Truth, he looked at us with terrible eyes. I subconsciously clenched the wooden stick hidden behind me, the one I had just touched on the ground.

Desperate and ruthless, weapons and equipment, it is estimated that they can't fight the other party, but they are really coming, and they have to fight to the death in order to save their lives.

I guess the soul receiver next to me also thinks the same as me, after all, he even began to take off his shirt, and there is not a single upper body left, obviously the meaning of fighting if you want to come.

When the other party walked to the nearest safe distance from us, he did not continue to move forward.

"The forced black words didn't kill you, you guys are really fateful." After the scheming of the registered spiritual receiver was exposed, he spoke unabashedly.

"Humph! You've wanted to kill us all from the beginning. ”

Since you have spoken it, you can't show that you are very scared, but this spiritual receiver next to you, what do you mean that you have begun to take off your pants.

"What are you doing!" The eyes of the registered spiritual receiver were originally focused on me, but suddenly he noticed that something was wrong and turned to the spiritual receiver beside me.

"I............ I ............"

He took off half of his pants and hung them in the middle, stammering and unable to say anything.

This man is stupid, I look at his funny appearance, I think it's a little funny, but now we are friends and not enemies, and we are trying to calm him down and deal with the crisis in front of us together, and the familiar blue and white light appears again.

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