The godfather was obviously taken aback by what he said, and held his hand in the air for a moment. Then he stroked the top of his head and pressed it on the hairpin, his voice seemed to have a slight smile.

"What nonsense," he said lightly, "I have grown up and can't be so childish anymore."

Kou Dong didn't let go, but was still sobbing lightly. He put his face on the adult's knee, and the silky robe was stained with a light fragrance, which was very refreshing.

He didn't answer for a long time.

The godfather waited and waited, and finally bowed his head to look at the godson's face, only to realize that the child had closed his eyes at some point, but he seemed to be unable to bear the anguish, so his heart was depressed. He frowned, squeezed his godson's chin with his hand, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a drop of water that quietly slipped from his eyelids.

Translucent and round, it was falling on the man's knee, blurred into a slightly darker dot.

Game system: […]

Wow, absolutely.

Why didn't the Oscar winner go to Kou Dong?

This drop of tears was enough to defeat the godfather who raised him and regarded him as a treasure. Just pondering over and over again, the godfather still ruthlessly rejected his proposal.

"Don't think nonsense." He whispered, his thick eyelashes restrained the extra look, "Early rest."

This is the final conclusion. The godfather immediately pushed him away from him, no longer looking at him, and reopened the scroll in front of him.

Kou Dong: "..."

Sure enough, even in horror games, Uncle is still the most difficult NPC to deal with.

He didn't argue with the man too much, but he looked like he was greatly wronged, and walked slowly towards the door with his head down. It wasn't until he walked out the door that he wiped his face and said to the system in a faint tone, "Look... I'll just say that men are big hooves."

Not at all reliable.

The game system thought, it's not that you are unreliable, you just planned to incite two NPCs on one side to fight each other!

Did they just reasonably reject your suggestion?

But it didn't mean nothing.

Kou Dong took two steps and had more speculation about the relationship between the two NPCs.

According to him, the godfather and the puppy do not seem to be completely in the same camp, but more like they are connected for some reason.

As for that reason, Kou Dong thought it was himself.

It's not that someone gave him the confidence, the main reason is that the favorability rating of more than 90 is really a bit high, and it is difficult for him not to think of himself.

As for these immortal servants in the castle...

Kou Dong felt that this was more like the handwriting of the little milk dog. He had no basis for it, the guess was purely intuitive.

This is also the reason why he chose to conquer the godfather first. He always felt that the little milk dog should hide a layer of identity.

And this layer of identity should be, not a person.

He thought of this, but suddenly heard the sound of something rolling down to the ground. Immediately, the thing rolled all the way to his toes and hit his boots.

It is a mellow grape.

Kou Dong raised his eyes, and the protagonist he had guessed just now was leaning against the wall, his long legs crossed, and he was holding another fresh grape in his hand.

"Brother," the baron whispered, licking his lips, "do you want to eat?"

Kou Dong stared at him, unable to determine how long this person had been around and whether he heard what he just said.

But the baron's expression was the same. Seeing that he didn't answer, he laughed lazily. His fingertips took the lead in slowly peeling off the grape skin piece by piece, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside.

"Since that's the case, I'll do it for my brother."

Kou Dong suddenly said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Me?" The little milk dog seemed to have heard some absurd words and shook his head, "I never eat these things. These things don't last long."

He took it slow and peeled the grapes more cleanly, "But they are lucky... At least they can be made into wine. After making wine, they can be immortal for a hundred years."

The baron lifted the pulp, squinted at it for a while, then took it to his fingertips and moved it to Kou Dong.

"Brother, what do you think?"

"Me?" Kou Dong smiled softly, and then his boots slammed hard, smashing the grape that rolled in front of his feet.

Juice splattered, and the tiny pits rolled out, leaving bits and pieces of unformed pulp.

Kou Dong said, "I'd rather it be like this."

The little milk dog was not offended by his actions, but laughed more and more happily.

"Sure enough, it's my brother," he said with a slap in the face and smiled, "It really is my brother... There's nothing wrong with what the lord said."

"But what to do..."

"—Brother is destined to be our eternal bride."

Kou Dong had heard similar words before, when he only thought about the bride. Now that he listened to it again, he realized that there was another important point in the words.

is eternity.

He raised his feet suddenly, took a deep breath, and a thin goosebump appeared on his back.

He remembered the scent of the rotting flowers. The flowers spread a thick layer on his bed, and the juice spread everywhere.

He thought of the servants in the castle who had been reduced to puppets.

He remembered the note he found behind the wall.

"Demons covet beautiful skins as their most precious collection.

Stranger, buried under jewels, bones have piled up into mountains.

Rotting flowers, ** grass.

At the end of the night, the judgment of the Lord will come..."

Such a clear clue, if it wasn't for the word bride to attract his attention, he should have found out that it was wrong earlier.

Kou Dong's palms were completely sweaty, and he finally couldn't help but swear at the system.

"Damn...they're not going to make me into that thing tomorrow night, right?"

The game system did not answer, which was more of a default for guessing the plot.

Kou Dong wiped his face and muttered, "...Now I know, this is really a real horror game."

Whose love game will be skinning at the end?

Kou Dong suddenly had a clearer understanding of the consequences of not being able to escape tomorrow night.

If he was wrong, the little milk dog is not a milk saccharin at all, it is a pervert. No other argument, just a complete pervert.

Whatever you like, you must do it for a long time.

The point is, you can give him grapes to make wine for a long time, but you can't make him a puppet just because you like it!

Isn't this sick?

Kou Dong said from the bottom of his heart: "He should read more."

Human beings are inherently dead, or they are heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Don't the little milk dogs understand this basic truth?

Even if the puppy doesn't understand, the godfather doesn't understand either? He actually helped Zhou to abuse him!

The game system finally spoke up, [The content of what the player said does not match the background of the dungeon. 】

This is the Middle Ages, there is nothing like a mountain!

Kou Dong took a long sigh and concluded, "The evil capitalism."

system:【? ? ? 】

Kou Dong waved his hand and went to the bed in despair.

As soon as he lay on the bed, he remembered that these should be the flowers that catalyzed him into a doll...

Forget it, Kou Dong smashed the jar, and lay flatter.

Anyway, he has slept on this for several days. If he should escape, he should escape; if he cannot escape, even if he eats the flowers at the moment, it will be useless.

That night, Kou Dong followed the prompt and went to the inner room where the jewelry was displayed in the castle.

He turned through the room and, unsurprisingly, found a secret passage hidden underneath. When opened it up, it was full of bones, almost piled up into mountains. thought they were the failures of those dolls, and they eventually turned into white skins hanging in the tailor's wardrobe.

This can be regarded as validating Kou Dong's conjecture.

He re-locked the secret passage, and then walked out of the room lightly, intending to take a look at the study where the godfather stayed during the day.

Unexpectedly, as soon as went out, saw a faint light above, accompanied by the sound of light footsteps.

At night like this, Kou Dong really couldn't think of another NPC to go out to play. He quietly hid in the corner and looked at it with the help of a small mirror, only to realize that it was the housekeeper who was working diligently overtime to tie the bouquet.

Kou Dong: "..."

I have to say, the butler is really dedicated. The last time I saw him, he was working overtime to sew himself, just to change his vest and continue to work the next day.

This time met, was still working, as if was dedicating self to career.

No one sent him triple overtime pay.

The butler fixed bunches of bouquets on the stairs before he stepped up again and entered the kitchen. Kou Dong soon heard the soft sound of the porcelain inside, thinking that the other party started to clean the dishes again.

At this moment, Kou Dong felt a little guilty because of his excessive workload.

After all, if he hadn't burned the remaining servants, the housekeeper wouldn't be doing so many people's work alone...

Kind of miserable.

He estimated the time in his mind, and his eyes followed the direction the housekeeper walked in.

He suddenly remembered something, turned his eyes back again, and shuttled up and down.

……no.

The Middle Ages should have been a period when the church held authority. In the West at this time, many churches even overwhelmed the imperial power.

But in this ancient castle, he did not see any traces related to faith. There is no cross, no evening prayers, but a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere everywhere, and the rare ornaments are full of grotesque faces. The owner of the castle seems to have abandoned his faith and chose to worship the devil alone here.

There was a guess in Kou Dong's heart.

He still couldn't figure out why the godfather agreed to this wedding, willing to marry his beloved godson to the devil, and even agreed to make him a puppet. But if this is a sacrifice to the devil, then everything has an explanation.

His bride will be the sacrifice that will eventually lie on the altar.

Among the clues, there was another sentence that Kou Dong could not solve. In terms of semantics, this sentence should be the most important, and it also points out his way of life.

"At the end of the night, the judgment of the Lord will come."

The author has something to say:

Kou Dong: Skin, it didn't work... They won't give me the scene of the Shura field... (Wow wow cry)

Uncle & puppy:  …

is not stupid.

Because we are more than one side.

We are even the same person...