Chapter 166: Speculation
Seeing everyone's expressions, Ning Qiushui immediately knew that his guess was right.
Pi received the mysterious letter.
Same with him.
It seems that he is far from the only one who has received an unknown signed letter.
Whether it's him, or "Red Bean", or Pi.
Where exactly did these letters come from?
What is the purpose?
Ning Qiushui's mind was filled with too many doubts.
"Looks like I guessed right."
"Uncle Bi did receive a mysterious letter without a signature."
The three of them looked at him with very strange expressions, and their eyes at Ning Qiushui also had a kind of ...... Look at.
"Why do you know about faith?"
The voice of the good word carried a subtle and imperceptible killing intent.
Ning Qiushui noticed it, but he didn't mind.
As long as there are no hot weapons, there are not many people in this world who can fight him head-on.
Maybe they've practiced sanda and practiced all kinds of fighting techniques.
But for Ning Qiushui, these things are nothing.
Moreover, Ning Qiushui also knew why their attitudes had changed so much.
"I've received letters, too."
He spoke calmly.
Liangyan stared at Ning Qiushui directly, as if judging the truth of Ning Qiushui's words.
The latter took out an old letter from his body and handed it to Liangyan.
After Liangyan took the letter and opened it, he saw a few words on it with some traces of age:
γBeware of irisesγ
Letters can be forged, but some details are difficult to copy, and anyone who has carefully observed them will be able to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.
Liangyan looked at the letter for a long time, and when he confirmed that it was not forged, he immediately returned it to Ning Qiushui.
"No wonder ......"
He glanced at Ning Qiushui and muttered in a low voice.
"Okay...... I believe in you. β
"As you might have guessed, Pi is also the one who received the mysterious letter."
Ning Qiushui's eyes moved, and he asked again:
"Uncle Bi's death has something to do with the letter he received?"
Good words are not denied, nor are they acknowledged.
"Probably...... I've read all the contents of the previous letters, and they are some hints about the blood gate. β
"Except for the last letter."
Ning Qiushui asked:
"The last letter?"
Good Saying:
"The last letter he received before his death was the night before he entered the blood gate."
"He didn't show me, he just told me...... He's not coming back. β
When Ning Qiushui heard this, his expression changed slightly.
"If so...... Uncle Bi knows he's going to die? β
The tone of good words finally made a wave!
He exclaimed:
ββ¦β¦ Knowing you're going to die? β
"How could he possibly know he was going to die?!"
"Everything in the future is something that has not happened, infinite possibilities, and there is no temptation!"
Ning Qiushui saw Liangyan's excited appearance, and asked rhetorically:
"If you don't know that you're going to die, why do you want to find me and Sister Bai to explain the aftermath?"
Liangyan was stunned suddenly.
A streak flashed across his forehead.
But there was no refutation.
"I know what you're trying to say, but he's different......"
Ning Qiushui raised the letter in his hand.
"He has this and will give him important hints."
"But have you ever wondered...... How is the last letter different from the previous one? β
Liangyan listened to Ning Qiushui's words, and for some reason, his beating heart suddenly stagnated.
"What are you talking about......"
Ning Qiushui's tone was calm.
"You know what I'm talking about."
"Have you asked Uncle Bi about the contents of that letter?"
"I guess...... He didn't tell you. β
Hearing this, Liangyan clenched his fists tightly.
"Why didn't he tell you?"
"It's just that I can't tell you...... Or he can't say it. β
"The letters he received before should have been to save him...... And the purpose of saving him may be to let him die at a critical time. β
"Of course, this is just my speculation, after all, the more people who survive to the back in the trickery, the more likely they are to spare their lives, and it is not something that can be controlled by a piece of letterhead."
"Is it possible that the so-called concern is chaotic...... Uncle Pi is not dead? β
"He's just telling you he's not coming back, but maybe he has a way, or maybe the letter told him a way to stay in the world behind the bloodgate?"
As a bystander, Ning Qiushui presented all his thoughts in front of everyone.
"Subjectivity aside, I'm personally inclined to the last guess."
"Uncle Pi may not be dead, but somehow stuck in the world behind the Blood Gate."
"It's not impossible...... In the last Blood Gate, I happened to meet a trickster who was stranded in the world behind the Blood Gate. β
"It's just that her situation is more special, she lost her mind, and was assimilated into a monster by npC's only remaining grudge at the mission site, and then abandoned by the treacherous."
"You're all old men of the Tricky House, you should know this better than I do, right?"
After Ning Qiushui finished speaking, Bai Xiaoxiao secretly glanced at the silent words.
Before, they were affected by the impact of Uncle Bi's death, coupled with the revenge of good words, causing everyone to have no way to think rationally, and at this time, Ning Qiushui suddenly clicked, and they found that it seemed that it was not impossible to do so.
Although this incident sounds a bit unbelievable, it is almost impossible for a person like Bi to die inexplicably in a novice blood gate.
"Uncle Bi is not the only one who has received the mysterious letter, as far as I know, there should be quite a few others."
"And these people are all being hunted down by a mysterious organization outside, so I think these mysterious letters sent from an unknown place must affect a very important matter!"
"If you think about it like this, it is even more impossible for Uncle Bi to die in an ordinary blood door!"
"Instead of believing that he died inside, it is better to believe that he was stuck in the blood gate because of something very important!"
PS: There are some Kavin today, mainly the next copy is starting to tangle again.
Strive for 4 more, and try to write out the remaining two or three more before 10 o'clock.