Chapter 20 Castle Night

It is said that after returning to the hospital, the bearded man spent the whole night in fear thinking of the criminal evidence, so he squatted nearby early this morning, waiting for Wen Shi to come out.

It was a surprise that Wen Shi did not squat, but his friends.It took a little time to kill one with his own hands, and when he continued to move forward, several other people had already entered the scope of the castle.

The bearded man snorted dissatisfiedly: "You are lucky."

Rushing desperately to the iron gate, a group of players kept panting.This amount of sprinting exercise is nothing to them, and the disorder of breathing rate mainly comes from the previous chase without warning.

The male servant had recovered and returned to work. When he saw guests outside, he invited them in.

Zhao Sanjie adjusted his breathing and asked, "Will you be too disturbing?"

The servant smiled and said, "The master is very hospitable."

Following the servant, several players walked through the corridor, and there was a tense silence during the day.Even if someone leads the way, it's like entering an uninhabited area by mistake, and the bare walls exude a cold atmosphere.

Zhao Sanjie got a little closer. The red wall was not filled with the smell of paint, but besides blood, there was also a faint smell of fish. He immediately judged that there might be a monster's lair inside the wall.

The male servant brought them to the dining room, and the moment he saw Wen Shi, his breath was short of breath, and he wished he could step forward and grab each other's neck in two or three steps, fearing that the master was present, he swallowed his breath forcefully.Knowing that he would lose his mind if he stayed for another second, the manservant turned around stiffly and left.

Enough size is one of the characteristics of the castle, including a dining place. The dark red walls and overly cumbersome crystal lamps make this space look low and depressing.

The aura of the owner of the castle should not be underestimated. Zhao Sanjie walked in the front and looked at the other person sitting at the long table first.

The other party has a good appearance, the skin is clear and white, and the eyes are very attractive.Zhao Sanjie continued to look down, and came to other conclusions: there was a large amount of blood on his shoulders, he had been injured recently, and the dark circles under his eyes were particularly conspicuous on his fair skin, indicating that he had not slept well, but his eyes were not tired, as ifBe comfortable with the current situation.

The premise of being able to do a job with ease is to rely on something.

Zhao Sanjie's coveting heart is even worse, and what a newcomer can rely on is nothing more than some heaven-defying props.He licked his lower lip, if he got this thing, wouldn't it be even more powerful?

Unexpectedly, Wen Shi was even more excited when he saw them, the joy on his face couldn't be faked.

It's finally here, the tool people who let me cheat money from the real bride!

Before long, this excitement began to be mixed with a touch of weirdness.

Wen Shi stared at the blood spattered on the bodies of several people. To say the threat outside the castle, only the hand bones in the ground were right.As long as you don't cross the line of the street light, you won't be attacked.

Should these few recklessly insist on fighting against the game?

Oh, what a retard.

Wen Shi didn't do a good job in facial expression management, and several players were sure that they read correctly, and the newcomer's eyes showed contempt for them.

It was the owner of the castle who broke the silence first.

He looked at several of them one after another, and his attitude was still kind: "It turns out that they are descendants of the Luz family. We saw them in the gallery last time."

Then he said to himself: "My most perfect masterpiece is to use the paper provided by your family."

A player was the first to react and found the extra ring on his hand, which seemed to be a symbol of a certain family's identity.

The owner of the castle turned cold and looked at the only female player, A'Ling. She also had a ring on her hand, the style was very simple, a silver tail ring with a lizard engraved in the middle.

"Tinker's bastard, it's been a long time since your father last brought you here. He has a fatal flaw in his frame, and I lost my most precious work, damn it."

Wen Shi stroked the relationship.

The game eliminates the possibility of camp members deceiving each other, and reveals their identities from the very beginning.

Looking at it this way, there is currently one person in the Blood Bride camp and three people in the Earl's camp. The person who was not mentioned by the Earl chose the Monster Alliance.

Why would anyone choose Monster League?

Wen Shi couldn't figure it out.

I had no choice but to make this choice, and someone jumped into the fire pit on my own initiative.

Sure enough, this group of players has IQ problems.

Wen Shi prayed that the mentally retarded would not sit next to him.The word 'stupid' is magical, and human-to-human transmission can easily occur.

Afraid of whatever, after the owner of the castle made an invitation to dine together, Zhao Sanjie sat down next to Wen Shi and mouthed the word 'monster', trying to show that they were in the same group.

Wen Shi reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, and almost copied the expression pack of 'tui tui tui' onto his face.

After breakfast, the owner of the castle strangely did not leave the earliest.

If he doesn't leave, no one dares to leave.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, until the player whose seat was close to the owner of the castle suddenly froze, and then his arm lost strength, and the fork fell on the spot.

Of course, experienced players would not make such a low-level mistake of not holding the tableware firmly. The player desperately rubbed his left hand on his right wrist, trying to keep warm.However, the entire piece of skin was cold and stiff, as if it had been infused with fluid for more than ten hours, and the blood vessels were frozen.

Others quickly recalled what he did just now, and this player was also thinking hard. In just ten seconds after he sat down, he only took a bite of steak.

The problem is that he saw that Wen Shi was also eating, and there was no accident. Another player also ate, and he is still sitting there.

He is the third one to eat, and it stands to reason that it is the safest.

The player's body temperature is still dropping, no matter how he takes medicine to recover, the effect will be a drop in the bucket.

In extreme desperation, he picked up a table knife and scratched his arm, wanting to bleed.

The cold liquid flowed out of the body, and the player felt a little better, but soon his expression changed drastically.What gushed out from the blood vessels was not fresh blood, but a very turbid liquid after superimposing multiple colors.

"no no……"

He slashed his leg again, and he could barely see some redness, but it was also getting thinner.

Drugs are useless, props are even more useless, and there is not even a monster around.

This is all reflecting a stark fact: he violated the rules of death.

Wen Shi's eyes focused on the strange liquid on the ground, and he could see what had replaced the opponent's blood: the water soaked in paint.

To be honest, Wen Shi was also surprised by the current situation. He also ate the steak. Judging from the taste, the chef was slightly drunk with red wine at the end, and the surface of the steak exuded a faint smell of alcohol.It may be because of the comprehensive beef, Wen Shi did not taste the special taste of red wine that Exiu and others had lured him to drink the first day.

It is said that at that time, I only caused the consequences of the monster and the blood bride's pursuit.

Wait, monsters and blood brides track.

Wen Shi suddenly realized that his camp is currently the Monster Alliance, and he has another layer of identity as a bride's undercover agent. The camp of the other player who was fine with eating steak was the bride's side.

Pigment's death rules don't apply to them.

On the contrary, if the player who is about to collapse in front of him chooses to help the earl, he cannot eat red wine to make anything.

The master of the castle remained unmoved in the face of his helper's death step by step, just like watching a mouse that had eaten poison by mistake.

"It's cold, it's so cold." The player stood up shivering, pouring the boiling water from the small teapot onto his body.His strength was completely insufficient, the teapot fell to the ground, and the player fell straight over, his body was like an ice sculpture.

His head was pointed in Wen Shi's direction, and his eyes were still wide open unwillingly.

Only then did the owner of the castle make a move and called the butler to clean up the dining room.

The housekeeper dragged the corpse away without any surprise, and murmured: "The health of young people nowadays is getting worse and worse, and there are sudden illnesses from time to time."

Wen Shi felt a little heavy.

...the rules of death have been updated.

The previous food rules no longer apply, even if you don't eat breakfast, now not only are they back in force, but they are even more stringent.

Only then did the owner of the castle say to the other two players who were the descendants of the paper supplier: "The paper your father provided is invulnerable to fire and water, and it is unique in the world."

He fell into memory for a moment: "It's a pity that he died suddenly here. Later, you can go to the cemetery behind the maze to worship."

The two players nodded and got stuck for a few seconds. Wen Shi guessed that they were accepting a mission.

Before leaving, the owner of the castle said the last words to Wen Shi: "The church is already being decorated, and the bride must attend the wedding ceremony."

Wen Shi was silent for a moment, speaking so absolutely that one had to suspect that the funeral had lost its postponing effect.

Compared with the previous single-player version, my advantage in the single-player game is being flattened by the game.

They were the only ones left in the dining room.

The liquid splashed by the dead players stained the tablecloth with an unpleasant smell. From the color to the smell, it made people lose their appetite.

Zhao Sanjie was going to give the newcomer a big blow, to overwhelm him psychologically, so that he could continue with the next thing.

"you……"

"You may not have entered the state yet." Wen Shi said at about the same time as him: "If you want to survive, you must follow the prompt to complete the task. There are various rules in the dungeon that cannot be violated. You can explore the rest by yourself."

Zhao Sanjie was stunned for a moment, and later realized that he regarded them as rookies.

Wen Shi's gaze suddenly fixed on A'Ling's ear clip.

He is quite sensitive to creatures like snakes, so he was sure that he read it correctly. The snake-shaped earrings and ear clips squirmed just now.

props?

Wen Shi's expression gradually became serious: "You are not new players."

"Nonsense." Someone responded angrily.

Wen Shi was puzzled, not a new player, just entered the game and made himself like this?

There's nothing wrong with these people.

Zhao Sanjie stood up and changed the subject: "Get to know each other, my name is Zhao Sanjie."

Previously, the other party mistakenly thought they were newcomers, and instead of harming them, they reminded them not to violate the rules.

People with such a personality are easy to handle.

Immediately afterwards, a player from the bride's camp spoke. The female player called herself A'Ling, and the other died in the suburbs.

There were only two players left in the Earl's camp, losing the initial numerical advantage.

"Just call me Li." The long-haired man said impatiently.

"Chu An." The people next to him were much friendlier, and Chu An offered to extend his hand. He was born with one more finger than others.

Wen Shixu shook it: "Pei Wenwei."

The extra fingers were soft and boneless, and the clammy touch reminded him of snakes again.

Chu An has a baby face, which makes it easy for people to have a good impression. He asked with a harmless smile, "Can you tell us what happened?"

"cannot."

Wen Shi refused politely, and the smile on Chu An's face froze.

Seeing that he really didn't mean to speak, Chu An's eyes darkened for a moment. He always hides his emotions, it's nothing much, and he is going to complete the task of worship first.

A'Ling touched the ear clips and left after Chu An.

Only Zhao Sanjie was left. He continued to draw closer and said, "We now belong to the same camp. The Monster Alliance has the highest level of difficulty. Only by cooperating well can we win."

Wen Shi let out a heck, win a fart.

Half of the monsters have become the rations of real brides, and this monster alliance has long been abolished.Wen Shi looked at Zhao Sanjie, this person gave him a very bad impression, Wen Shi had never had such a strong sixth sense, and kept reminding him that the man with the scarred face in front of him was very dangerous.

Is this the benefit of establishing a contract with the wandering corpse?Can you feel the evil breath keenly?

Without evidence, Wen Shi could only guess wildly.

Wen Shi tried not to look at Zhao Sanjie with dead eyes.

I still have the bride as a ship to transition to. Zhao Sanjie, as a player who entered later, is locked to the monsters.He suddenly remembered that the game emphasizes truth, goodness and beauty from time to time. Zhao Sanjie was selected to enter the second round of the endgame, and almost went to a dead end, as if some pusher took advantage of his personality and sent him to die.

Withdrawing his reverie, Wen Shi responded to Zhao Sanjie's words with a calm demeanor: "Of course."

The dungeon will not be a complete death, and the monster alliance may still be saved, but this rescue is difficult... Wen Shi can only choose to respect and bless.

At the same time, the two also received a mission reminder.

"Sub-quest: Strengthening the Monster Alliance

Not long ago, the monster alliance suffered a heavy blow, and they urgently need new members to join

Reminder: far away in the sky, but also close in front of you"

Zhao Sanjie knocked on the table: "Looking at the faction, this dungeon has three important roles, the owner of the castle, the bride, and the monster. There is nothing to say about the first two, and the only thing worth exploring is the origin of the monster."

After rolling his eyes, he said: "Many old friends in my previous summary have come to the wedding. They must have lost their lives now. After death, they may become monsters and their souls are trapped in the castle...That's right, this possibility is the greatest, Tianbian refers to foreign players like us, right now..."

Looking at the traces left by the bodies on the ground when they were dragged away, he shrugged his shoulders: "The servants in the castle should also be counted, maybe one is worth two, otherwise we won't win."

Wen Shi withdrew his opinion that Zhao Sanjie was stupid. This person sees problems sharply and knows psychological tactics very well.

Zhao Sanjie did not hide the information it deciphered, let alone conceal its ruthless style. It kept emphasizing the concept of "we" between the lines, pouring into the concept that they are a group.

If a person's mind is not firm enough, it is easy to build a sense of trust in such words.

"Very powerful analysis." Wen Shi commented pertinently.

Zhao Sanjie: "My level can only be considered average, and the few players who came with me are really good."

He was trying to subtly transfer Wen Shi's defense to other people.

Wen Shi: "Oh?"

Zhao Sanjie: "The one named A'Ling is almost at the level of an elite player, and the rest are all senior players."

Seeing Wen Shi's doubts, Zhao Sanjie said patiently: "Players are divided into three types: ordinary, senior and elite."

Wen Shi's expression was indescribable: "A senior who died just after arriving?"

It's really not him. Even when he first entered the game, he avoided direct contact with food. He didn't take a sip until the owner of the castle personally raised his glass and saw that all the remaining players drank.

Zhao Sanjie: "For dungeons with normal difficulty, how many people will relax their vigilance."

Wen Shi humbly asked for advice: "May I ask how this level is evaluated? Is there any benefit in the evaluation? I think I can also go up."

Zhao Sanjie took a deep breath: "Let's talk about this later." Following Wen Shi's words, he reluctantly praised: "You are indeed very good at surviving a round of endgame. Generally, newcomers who have just entered the game will not knowOverwhelmed."

Wen Shi raised his eyebrows, as if the whole world knew that he was a newcomer.

He pretended that I was very mysterious, and pretended to be deep: "What is there to panic? There are not many things in this world that can surprise me."

He pretended to be in front of himself.

Zhao Sanjie was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Actually, the player who was dragged away just now is not the first one to be eliminated."

"Um?"

Zhao Sanjie said expressionlessly: "We also lost a player."

"!"

Appreciating the surprised scene of Wen Shi opening his mouth wide, Zhao Sanjie asked: "I died when I first came here, is it unexpected or surprising?"