Chapter 62 Death choice

"Go out there fair and square... ?" Qixia had a pensive look on her face, wondering what she was thinking about.

"I've assigned it. It's your turn." The pig pushed both bowls forward. "Choose, choose the one who survives, you or me."

Ringo and Lao Lu knitted their brows at the scene.

The man-pig shuffles all the pieces evenly, and each bowl is mixed black and white.

Then everything really depends on "luck".

Qixia did not move at all, he turned his ears, as if he wanted to judge the color of the pieces by hearing.

After a while, Qixia said: "Human pig, you help me choose."

"What?" The human pig gasped, "What did you say?"

"I say you help me choose." Qixia said earnestly, "Help me choose two, I will choose one of them."

"Qixia, this is" gambling life ", you are not ready to control your own fate?"

"It doesn't matter." Qixia does not seem to care, "you said you want to participate in the" gambling life ", to make you feel that you have "lived", but think carefully, this game from beginning to end is I play, you did not participate."

The pigs were silent, and indeed they were.

"So I'm giving you the chance to 'get involved.'" Qixia pointed to the bowl in front of him, "This game is a game between me and you, so I want to know how you will choose."

The human pig reached out and slowly stroked his chin.

The chin grew uncleaned pig hair, so he stroked it like a beard, looking strangely wise.

He thought for a long time, but could not guess Qixia's motive.

This is a 50-50 game, but if you choose your own pieces, the outcome will become even more unpredictable for Qixia.

In such a tense "gambling life" moment, the man in front of him has given life and death to the enemy to decide...

Did he give up? Or are you being clever?

"Don't hesitate, pig, I'm better off after you've chosen, aren't you?" Qixia said.

"I've finished choosing... You're the better choice?"

After a while, the human-pig finally nodded: "I understand, then let me send you on your way."

Qixia nodded and said no more.

The human pig reached out his hand towards the bowl on the table and decisively picked up two white berries.

For Qixia, these two white children are the ticket to hell, no matter how he asks at the end, white can not be turned into black.

He was about to give the two white son to Qixia, but suddenly flashed in his mind what.

The human-pig suddenly raised his head and said to himself, "Wait a minute... Not true."

Did Qixia not expect that he would choose two white children to him?

This is a "bet" ah, is a game won by the other side will die, why would he be full of confidence to let their own pick?

"Ah..." The human pig suddenly realized and slowly shrank his hand back, "He is playing tricks..."

What do you mean, "When you're done, I'm better off"?

The human pig's thoughts suddenly opened up.

Once these two white pieces are handed over to Qixia, Qixia will immediately reverse himself, he will put the two white pieces aside, and then choose from the remaining bowl again.

This small action will upset the balance in the bowl, leaving 48 white seeds and 50 black ones.

Chia's chances of winning just improved.

After all, Qixia is not a "zodiac", and what he says in the game is not a "rule", but only his own advice.

Since it is not a "rule", then Chia herself does not need to follow it.

So "backtracking" is a real possibility.

"You are very calculating..." Human pig heart a moment of fear, he almost took the Qixia way, he thought about it, and took out two sunspots.

But now he hesitated.

It is even more dangerous to hand two sunspots directly to each other.

If the other party anticipates its own prediction, does it not directly win?

The man-pig lowered his head and looked at the pieces in his hand. There were two white pieces in his left hand and two black pieces in his right hand.

He found that either choice would increase Qixia's chances of winning, which was absurd.

Did Qixia calculate all this in advance?

"Should I still give him two white sons?" ?" He narrowed his eyes and thought again, at least the white will slightly improve Qixia's chances of winning, but the black is greatly improved...

No, that's not right.

The man-pig shook his head again.

Neither black nor white, after all, he did not know what Qixia's strategy would be.

Human pigs can only be forced to adjust their strategy, abandon the two black and two white tactics, and hold one black and one white in their hands.

He had only one thought: since he could not reduce the odds of the other side winning, let's keep it the same.

Let everything return to the state of half, such a situation should be more difficult for Qixia.

"That's right... That's it..." The human pig nodded and put a black and white into the hands of Qixia.

"Qixia, I have chosen." "Said the Man-pig." The message is once again in your own hands."

"Send a proposition..." Qixia touched the two pieces in his hand, and his face was quite complicated.

The pigs were relieved that, at least for now, they had made the best choice.

The black and white situation should be the most difficult for Qixia to deal with, and he has to pick one of the pieces to ask the two men about the color of the pieces.

He didn't know what color the pieces he was picking were, nor did he know whether the person he was asking was telling the truth or not.

Under this double fog, Qixia's chances of winning will be infinitely reduced.

Laolu and Cystoids saw the black and white in Qixia's hands, and they shed cold sweat.

Neither man is stupid and understands the stakes.

It seems that Qixia's early strategies have all failed, and everything has returned to the origin.

Now the chess pieces are still one black and one white, two people are still one true and one false.

If there is no strong "luck", how can we survive?

Lao Lu pursed his lips and wiped the sweat on his forehead. His hands were already cold.

"Qixia, who do you want to ask?" "Asked the pig.

Qixia turned to the direction of the old Lu, and turned to the ringleaved, face heavy thinking.

Who is the truth-teller?

About thirty seconds later, Qixia made her choice. "I choose Ringo..."

Ringo shivered as if frightened.

"Good," said Hermione. "Come on, little girl. Remember the rule. You can only answer 'black' or 'white'. If you say anything else or give any hint, you will be killed."

Cystoids nodded blankly.

The human pig turned back to Qixia and said, "Go ahead, Qixia, you only have one chance to ask, whether you can save your life depends on this question."