The gardener's heart is actually happy.

He has also entered many copies. Compared to those who ask to survive for a period of time, ask them to kill an NPC, ask them to find the root cause in a haunted house...find a normal teddy bear, this is relatively simple and safe task. At least when they saw this article, all the players breathed a sigh of relief.

The time constraints were not so tight, and their minds were much more relaxed. This kind of relaxation probably does not feel life-threatening, and everyone looks more relaxed.

There are a total of six players in the dungeon, and the gardener introduced them to him one by one, and then said: "Although it is simple, you still need to pay more attention. Do you remember the few points just now?"

This tone, as if to take Kou Dong as a young rookie who just came in and doesn't understand anything.

Kou Dong is not very willing to show his edge, because he has already attracted the attention of NPCs in this game, and it is difficult to attract the attention of players; so he paused, lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Remember. "

——He can't do anything else, as the anchor has been immersed in the love game for so long, the drama is getting more and more in place.

The gardener didn't see anything wrong, just stared at him, and couldn't hide his dissatisfaction.

The three players who acted as servants were obviously familiar with each other, gathered in one place to speak in a low voice, and glanced at him, obviously talking about him. Kou Dong didn't take it to heart at all, and didn't listen to it deliberately, but there were still a few scattered words floating over.

"Get lost when you come in..."

"...a newcomer."

"Dare to come in..."

A few vague words are not very positive. Kou Dong didn't even have any turbulence in his heart, and it was common for such a small group to squeeze out.

Just can't help but miss his own little group a little.

They also couldn't gather together for long. Soon, the twin brothers went back and forth, hurriedly taking away a servant, a cook, and a fire maid in the middle; they came a second time and took the remaining three away.

Instead of taking them to the same place, they sent them to their respective jobs.

They are now in a huge mansion, the decoration is extremely simple and simple, like the manor of a wealthy family in the Middle Ages. It's just that the curtains are tightly drawn, and the scenery outside is not seen at all, and the scenery is hidden behind the heavy curtains.

Kou Dong followed behind the twin brothers, and his heart thumped slightly.

He didn't see the front door.

This house seems to be isolated from the world, and there is no door for people to enter or leave it...

The gardener went to the room on the first floor to take care of the flowers and plants that had been cut and prepared for vases, and a servant went to the utensils room to clean the precious gold and silver utensils. The twin brothers also led Kou Dong forward, and finally stopped in front of a room, motioning him to enter.

The door opened, and the floor was full of doll heads.

Or missing arms and legs, or missing buttons and threads, these scattered dolls lay quietly on the ground and on the table, staring at him with dark eyes.

"It's your job," said one of the twins, who looked exactly the same as the other and wore the same clothes, so they couldn't tell the difference. The position before and after can still be identified, but now that he reappeared in front of him, Kou Dong couldn't see who was who. He was shaking a long brass keychain in his hand, jingling, "These are the toys that the young master used to be."

When he mentioned the word "young master", a slight light flashed in his blue eyes.

"As fast as you can," he dragged his end, in a languid, eccentric and serious tone, "they'll all be repaired in perfect condition."

Kou Dong understood his identity, and couldn't help but feel suffocated.

The others have normal jobs, but he is the only doll repairer who sounds unreliable...

Also specializing in plush toys.

He was standing among a pile of stuffed toys, at a loss.

He hadn't played this kind of thing in years.

"Before the sun goes down," said one of the twins in a soft voice, "See how much you can repair."

After saying that, they locked the door, locked Kou Dong inside, and left.

It seems that, according to their identities, each of them has different tasks for the day. At least before the sunset, Kou Dong had heard it twice, from the gardener and the servant who was assigned to clean the utensils.

Their task nodes are all the same.

Kou Dong sighed, looked at the dark room, and simply sat on the carpet.

Just repair toys.

Little things, little things.

On the table were needles and threads of various colors, fluffy and yellowed cotton for stuffing, buttons of various colors, and scissors. Kou Dong picked up a teddy bear, threaded a needle, and sewed the black button eye on the teddy bear's full cheek.

With full eyes, the teddy bear looks a lot cuter than before. Even the ear was pulled down slightly and dropped slightly, revealing a cotton core sticking out from the inside.

Kou Dong stuffed it back a few times and sighed a little.

Oh, how can you play like this...

With such a high loss rate, that young master is not an honest child at first glance.

Kou Dong is not very good at needlework. This is normal, after all, he didn't need to do this by himself in the era he lived in - he was not a lady who had to be a female celebrity in ancient times.

But sew a button left and right, and sew a few pieces of cloth, and he has no problem.

It's just that the thread ends are a little crooked, and it doesn't look good.

Kou Dong finished sewing its ears in a few times, and immediately raised it up, squinting and squinting, rather complacent.

Um……

very good.

It has a more sense of design than before, giving this bear a completely different soul at once.

system:【……】

Heck design.

This is simply a crooked seam!

It stared at the teddy bear's new ear, which was about to be tilted to the top of its head, and rarely popped up a dialog box prompting: [The repair must be intact. 】

Kou Tiantian insisted: "Don't I call this intact?"

system:【……】

Ugh.

Intact, not for you to create another species...

While repairing, Kou Dong poked around in the pile of toys. The delicate young master who lives here doesn't know what his preferences are, and all the piles are rabbits and bears. There are especially many bears. There are at least two or three hundred in this room, big and small. He can catch four or five with a single grab.

It's just that he went from one end to the other, looked at all the bears, and couldn't find the one the mission was looking for.

Too.

If it was so easy to find, it wouldn't be the final mission of the dungeon.

He forced himself to calm down and not worry about Ye Yanzhi for the time being. ——Ye Yanzhi himself is reliable, not to mention now, if he wants to see Ye Yanzhi, he has to get out of this copy first.

Kou Dong didn't want to think about things in a bad way, but since the god of death appeared, these questions have always plagued him, and it was difficult to answer them.

How did he escape death?

How did the god of death catch up to the dungeon?

What kind of role does the horror game play, and why does the NPC intercept it for him?

——And Ye Yanzhi.

He felt vaguely in his heart that Ye Yanzhi was afraid that he had already seen the inappropriateness of Yin Qi's identity, so he made an alliance with the ghost baby early, abandoned the contradiction between the two for the time being, and agreed to the outside world.

Only in this way, Ye Yanzhi's identity is obviously not as simple as the NPC drawn from the game.

Although Kou Dong had already realized and vaguely doubted his identity, he was still reluctant to doubt Ye Yanzhi himself. It's just that now, he seems to be walking in a fog that can't be seen clearly. Except him, everyone else seems to know the answer.

Only he, who was in it, was blindfolded and didn't know it.

This feeling is by no means a good one.

Kou Dong is someone who likes to keep everything under control. His hand holding the needle could not help but tighten slightly, and when he felt the pain, he realized that he had accidentally punctured the pulp of his finger.

A round drop of blood rolled down from the tip of the needle, dyeing the teddy bear's ear as bright as a small petal.

"Tsk."

Kou Dong couldn't help but have a headache, looked at the bear, and realized that he was gradually repairing it to fit the horror game style.

Originally it looked like a simple bear, but now it looks a bit like a ghost doll...

If the so-called young master saw this, wouldn't he be pissed off?

He asked the system about this. The system was stuck for a long time before, but now it seems to have a bit of a human touch after recovery. After a while of silence, he replied: [Maybe. 】

Kou Dong sighed and started to save.

He searched for a long time before he found a damp cloth, leaned down, and concentratedly wiped the stuffed bear's ears.

Due to the diversion of his eyes, he didn't even notice that the moment he wiped the bloodstain—

The teddy bear raised his face slightly, slightly.

Repairing toys is not an easy job.

Kou Dong didn't know how long he had been sitting here, but the movements of his hands never stopped, diligently repairing one by one. Although the result was not as perfect as the twins required, it was all complete, no longer lacking arms and legs like before - at least Kou Dong thought so.

Roughly counted, there are seventeen or eight sewing.

As the sun went down, the twins came to the door again to check on the progress of his work. When he saw the stitched plush toys, the twins, who were used to seeing bloody scenes, couldn't help but froze for a moment, and immediately turned their attention to Kou Dong: "..."

Kou Dong's face was calm, and he didn't feel guilty at all.

They even saw pride in his eyes.

twin:"……"

Alas, sewn like this, what is there to be proud of?

One of them said faintly: "The requirement is to be perfect."

You're not allowed to play around - some bears have eyes that grow into their ears.

It's not perfect at all, and it even looks a little creepy.

Kou Dong couldn't help either, he was not a professional after all. What's more, there is no sewing machine in this place. It would be nice if he could sew those open cloths. How could he ask for a flower to be sewn, "It looks better this way."

The other picked up a doll that was obviously stuffed with too much cotton and had a bulging belly like a bear cub.

But they didn't say much, but their expressions were stiff for a while, and it was really considered that Kou Dong had passed.

Kou Dong was a little surprised. He thought that he had brought the young master's beloved toy into such a disaster, and the twins had to use the problem to make things difficult for him. After all, NPCs always like to dig holes for him to jump in. Now it is rare to meet a couple who have an excuse not to dig holes, and he is not used to it.

"It's okay." The twins made a conscience conclusion, and opened the door, motioning him to go out, "Now, you can go to dinner."

Supper is concentrated in the servants' lounge. In addition to the six players, there are seven or eight other NPCs.

The twin brothers were also present, and after instructing the player who played the cook to bring dinner to the table, they stood up first and stood at the end of the table.

The other servants got up one after another.

Kou Dong looked at this posture and knew that this might be a prayer. After two medieval backgrounds, he gradually learned about these, but he heard the twins' mouths——

Start spraying rainbow farts.

Really spray. Words of praise poured out of their mouths like a flood, and they boasted of the so-called young master's unparalleled beauty, his black hair like ebony, his quiet eyes like lake water, and his slender body. , shining wisdom, and even boasted that he was "like a finger that the Lord has kissed and polished with his own hands." All kinds of good words don't go out like money. They said it so sincerely, even the remaining servants participated in it. A group of people blew wildly at the young master who was not at the scene at all. To blow that young master into the sky.

Even blowing on the toes - downright blind worship.

Hearing this, Kou Dong couldn't help but think of a phrase commonly used by groupies: Brother's legs are not legs, the spring water on the banks of the Seine; brother's back is not the back, Bulgaria's roses...

It seems that these NPCs are not weaker than the modern fangirls when they are chasing stars.

Fan circles will only be able to say "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, they can boast in aria-style sentences - even if the young master is not a flower, he can still be praised as a flower.

He took a peek and saw that apart from the indigenous NPCs at the scene, the expressions of several players were also splendid. Obviously, they had never experienced such a large-scale star chasing scene. But the NPCs were not satisfied with calling themselves. Soon, the twins turned their attention to them with gloomy expressions on their faces.

Kou Dong: "..."

Alas, do as the locals do.

He had to follow along.

Having experienced the modern fandom, he is no weaker than these people, the freest wind on the plain, the zhilan jade tree, the moon in his arms, the warm and distant, reserved and intoxicated...

The left and right are nothing but rainbow farts, and he admits that he is no loser to anyone.

Even the twins looked sideways, but the expression on his face seemed a little weird, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

Kou Dong didn't take it seriously either.

They were finally able to sit down to eat after a grand blow. The player who was arranged as the cook was obviously not very good at cooking. He only made a few ordinary sandwiches here in the afternoon.

There is no sauce in it, just the taste of rough bread. Not to mention others, Kou Dong is a little hard to eat.

The twins only took a bite and then frowned, clearly not satisfied with the job. Their eyes were fixed on the cook for a long time, and then they put their heads together and said something in a low voice.

The cook's reddish-brown hair became more and more conspicuous in this dark kitchen, and she lowered her head to chew on the bread in silence.

They only got a brief opportunity to communicate after the NPCs left the stage one after another, and the six of them talked about each other's tasks in the afternoon. Kou Dong's conjecture was correct, their missions were based strictly on their identities. The male servant was arranged to clean the utensils that the young master liked and clean up the young master's study. The fire maid was asked to light all the fires in the house, because the young master was afraid of the cold; the gardener had to plant flowers that the young master would like, and the cook had to make concessions. Young Master's Satisfied Dinner——

There are three words left and right that are inseparable from "Young Master".

Kou Dong himself was not far behind, and was sent to repair the young master's beloved toy.

They met each other, and each other was full of bitterness.

The field of this arrangement is totally not what they are good at. The fire maid couldn't light the fire at all. The cook had never cooked anything other than sandwiches before, and even the one who was assigned to clean up the study had a bitter look on his face, indicating that the NPC asked him to arrange thousands of items in the order that the young master liked. book.

"But we haven't seen this so-called young master at all," he couldn't help complaining, "how do we know the order he likes..."

Others face the same problem.

Kou Dong also felt unreliable.

"Could he make a list for you of thousands of books?" he said casually, "If it were me, it might be in alphabetical order."

Simple and hassle-free.

The player who played the valet still had a bitter face, and didn't take this newcomer's words seriously at all.

Also, if it could be done so easily, he wouldn't have to worry about the task.

The fire maid whispered: "If you find someone to ask..."

The gardener's face suddenly became serious, he glared at the maid mercilessly, and warned: "Put away your unruly thoughts."

The maid's face turned red and white, defending herself: "How do we know this! And that bear, since he likes it, of course only he knows the whereabouts... Are we going to turn the whole house upside down like a headless fly? over and over?"

She also had some truth in what she said, and it sounded very deceiving. It's just that Kou Dong no longer only thinks about people in a good direction, and also heard that she wants to find someone to try. Her identity is a maid, and it is inconvenient to contact the young master.

If they are successful, of course, they will have shortcuts to do their tasks; if they are not successful, they will have one less competitor when they are divided.

This kind of thinking is too shallow and straightforward, as the gardener said, too unpopular.

"Don't think like that," the gardener said coldly, "The taboos have already been given to you. If you violate them, you don't know how you will die. - Those three rules should be obeyed honestly first, even if they are really not obeyed, That's also after the eyes are drawn."

He looked over one by one.

"It's reckless to go up, it's not brave, it's courting death."

Kou Dong agrees with his idea very much.

Sure enough, no matter which team you are in, there will be one or two people who understand.

After the meal, they were quickly brought back to work by their own.

Kou Dongxin said, this is really the style of capitalism, and there is no concept of getting off work at all...

It is to squeeze the last drop of their blood and sweat alive.

"Obviously do the task," the gardener lowered his warning before leaving, "Don't think about taking chances!"

He sounded the alarm again for these players.

Kou Dong went back to sew the doll again, pondering the word "opportunity" while sewing. After a good taste, he felt that he could actually try the path of opportunism. After all, although other players can't afford it, he can play it - the NPCs around him are reluctant to kill him.

Reluctant to let the child catch the wolf, even if he doesn't come to the door, the young master will come to the door himself.

Rather than turn passive into active.

He was thinking about how to get close to avoid the taboo, but suddenly he heard something clattering outside, as if it was broken. This voice made Kou Dong feel a bad premonition in his heart, and immediately stood up and opened the door——

The door opened.

Upon returning, the twins were not locked up again.

Kou Dong stuck his head out of the room and followed the movement from the voice and looked not far away.

Like it came from the utensil room.

He hesitated for a while, but took a step forward and walked in the direction of the vessel room. On the way, met the cook and the gardener, and also heard the movement and gathered here. The three stood in front of the door of the utensil room, looking carefully inside.

The player who plays the valet stands in it. In front of him is a row of gold and silver utensils that have been wiped clean, as well as a few snow-white porcelain plates that have been taken out from the cabinet, with fine patterns drawn on them, placed against such a background, one can see that they are worthless at a glance. Fei - Now, one of the piles of china plates has been smashed to pieces on the ground.

Thinking about it, it was the source of the cracking sound just now.

The footman did not move, his footsteps seemed to have taken root and sprout on the ground, and the whole person almost turned into a stiff tree here. It was not until the gardener called him twice that he seemed to be awakened, regained his soul, twisted his steps and turned his face slowly to the door.

"Broken." He stuttered and said incoherently, "As soon as I opened it... it fell! I didn't move! It fell on its own!"

He couldn't hide the panic in his tone, he squatted down and tried to put the porcelain plate back together, "I didn't break it..."

The twins appeared at the end of the corridor.

Kou Dong's heart trembled slightly when he saw them. The pair of housekeeper brothers had the same gloomy and identical faces, and came to the door with the corners of their mouths tight, their eyes fixed on the broken plate.

The gardener stepped back—he was afraid the twins would hold them accountable for not working at the moment.

"Broken."

One of the twins said coldly.

The footman shook his hands and tried to explain: "No, no, someone didn't put it away..."

"Broken."

Another repeated the two words in the same tone.

It is clearly two ordinary words. But being spit out by the same face in the same tone, inexplicably gave people a creepy feeling. The aura of yin prey became stronger and stronger, and the male servant suddenly became silent as if a duck had been blocked by his esophagus.

The hallway fell silent.

They are waiting for the final word.

After a long while, the twins calmly raised two pairs of blue eyes.

"That's the plate that the young master likes."

This sentence sealed the coffin, almost a death sentence, and the clerk trembled violently.

"It's just a plate!" He wanted to defend himself, trembling, "I'll buy it for you, I'll pay for it..."

The twins were unmoved.

Shao also liked - these five words seem to be their obsession.They stepped forward and easily pinched the hapless player from left to right, locking his arms with slender arms.Immediately, they lifted the person high and suddenly fell to the ground.

The twins are not particularly tall, and they still look like teenagers who haven't fully grown. Lifting the player is like lifting a fluttering chicken.The players struggled and cried in their hands, and fell heavily to the carpeted ground—

"Snapped."

When the human body fell, it actually made a loud, porcelain-like cracking sound—it was just over a meter high, and on the soft carpet, the male player's body was torn apart all of a sudden, and the family was easily separated.

Something fishy and hot splashed on Kou Dong's face.

The male player shattered to the ground just like the plate he shattered.

The author has something to say:

Kou Dong: I blow rainbow farts, I'm good at it!

NPC: Hmm...