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Chapter 88 Castle Night (3)
The old man's attitude was very firm, and after that, no matter what the players said, he kept repeating that sentence.
Alvia stood in the crowd and listened to many excuses from the players, such as spraining her ankle and being unable to walk, and it would rain tomorrow, but the old man remained indifferent, and his expression did not change.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said to the old man: "Can we thank the castle owner in person before we leave? After all, we bothered so much, but we left without even seeing the castle owner. It's too impolite to do so."
Unexpectedly, after hearing Alvia's words, the indifferent old man raised his eyelids slightly and looked towards him.
There is a situation!
The players immediately echoed. They glanced at me and said how much they wanted to see the owner of the castle, and said that they couldn't feel at ease if they couldn't. The tone was very sincere.
Hearing everyone's words of praise to the castle master, the old man finally calmed down a bit: "Okay, since everyone is so sincere, I'll ask the master for his opinion."
After the old man finished speaking, he closed the stone door and walked upstairs with a cane. The players originally wanted to follow the old man upstairs, but they were warned not to enter the room where the castle owner was at will.
Players can only stand on the first floor and wait for the result.
At this time, the players were distributed according to the teams they belonged to. Three of Zhou Zhou stood together, the other two stood together, and the remaining eight stood in one place and looked towards Alvia from time to time.
Finally, a player in the group of eight came over. Alvia's expression was colder than that of the old man, and he always felt that there was a sense of oppression on him, which made people feel inaccessible.Even Lan Ya from the same team tried to get as close to Zhou Zhou as possible, not daring to talk to him.
The player hesitated next to Zhou Zhou for a long time before asking Alvia: "Well, can I ask, how did you know that the old man would let us stay when you said you wanted to see the castle master."
Alvia glanced at it, but when she looked away, she found that Zhou Zhou was also looking at him curiously, and then she explained: "The clothes that old man is wearing are butler clothes. Judging from the fact that he can decide whether we will stay or not,The old man has relatively great power as the castle steward, and he respected the castle master very much in his words last night, if we want to meet the castle master, the steward must report and cannot make a decision without authorization."
Zhou Zhou suddenly realized that this was the case, but he really wanted to meet the castle owner. Last night, the old housekeeper repeatedly warned them not to go out in the middle of the night, not to disturb the castle owner, and he didn't know what he looked like or what kind of person he was.
Not long after, the old man came down from upstairs: "Master promised to meet with you."
The players breathed a sigh of relief, so they don't have to leave here for the time being?
When the players were happy, the old man continued: "However, he still needs to make some preparations. Please wait for a while."
The player immediately waved his hand: "No hurry, no rush, prepare slowly."
Everyone looked at the stairs eagerly, but after a long time, no one came down from the upstairs. The players were very puzzled, and they didn't know what preparations the other party was making. Why did it take so long?Even the old man standing beside him motionless like a sculpture couldn't help but go upstairs again.
When the old man came down again, he was still alone.
"I'm really sorry, the master may take a while, please be safe and calm. There are cards in the castle, which can let everyone pass the time."
Don't look at the Old Housekeeper's age, but his etiquette is impeccable, and he deserves to be a housekeeper.Naturally, everyone would have no objection. It doesn't matter whether the castle master comes or not, as long as they don't drive them out.
The butler handed the cards to the players and went upstairs, his steps a little hurried.
In the lobby on the first floor, only a group of players were left looking at each other.
"Could it be that we really want to play cards here?"
"If you don't play, what if the other party is dissatisfied and asks us to go out? Let's play, it's better than failing the mission."
"Okay, that's all we can do first."
Because of the large number of players, everyone formed a circle and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Everyone dealt five cards, Zhou Zhou looked at the patterns on the cards, and fell silent, what should he do if he didn't know the patterns on the cards at all?There appears to be a drawing of a witch on this one, and a child on another card, and the other cards have completely different designs, so what the hell is being played?How to play?
He looked around, Lan Ya and Alvia looked at the cards in their hands very calmly, and seemed to be very familiar with them.
Zhou Zhou immediately slanted his body and whispered to Alvia: "Al, how do you play this?"
Although the volume was lowered, everyone still heard Zhou Zhou's words.
One of the pink-haired players stared wide-eyed: "There is only one way to play this kind of card, and it has been popular for decades. You don't know how to play it?"
While exaggerating, he looked Zhou Zhou up and down, his expression seemed to say which remote area Zhou Zhou came from.
"But I really don't know how to play." Zhou Zhou is not as cautious as before. His attitude is very frank, and he doesn't feel any embarrassment. He doesn't know how to play at all, so he has to pretend to understand.
Alvia glanced at the player who spoke exaggeratedly, his cold gaze made him shrink his neck and dare not speak anymore, and then he explained the rules to Zhou Zhou.
It's just that his explanation is very short, to the extent that even other players feel that it is too brief and not suitable for novices.
Zhou Zhou nodded seriously: "Okay, I understand."
Lan Ya on the side was hesitant to say anything. Apart from the rules on the surface, there are actually many hidden rules. These are all to be gradually explored in the process of playing, but if someone introduces these hidden rules, you can avoid detours.Al didn't say that at all.
She wanted to tell Zhou Zhou these rules, but everyone couldn't wait that long, they just said to play and see, anyway, there were no punishment measures, just to pass the time.
Sure enough, in the first round, Zhou Zhou was the first to be eliminated. He rested his chin and watched the other players continue to play until the last player left was the pink-haired player from before.
He took out the last card he put on the ground with a little pride, and showed it to everyone: "I'm really sorry, I won."
This player is very proficient in card games. He has liked to play this game since he was a child, and he is really surprised to know that there are still people who can't play it.The rookie should watch it first, and after watching a hundred and eighty rounds, he can almost get started. If he doesn't know anything, he will play, and he will definitely be the first to be eliminated.
It's just that his complacency didn't last long. From the second round, Zhou Zhou seemed to have mastered the rules of the game, and he and Al became the last ones left.
The final winner was Alvia, and Zhou Zhou almost won. He looked at the last card in Alvia's hand in annoyance, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I must win you next time."
Alvia didn't refute, but the pink-haired player stared at Zhou Zhou suspiciously. Is this really the first time playing?Could it be a deliberate act?Just rely on the brief explanation just now, and then you can learn it by playing, just kidding.
In the next many rounds, Zhou Zhou and Alvia won and lost evenly, and the players on the side were already numb. They were actually here to fill up the number.
The pink-haired player kept staring at Zhou Zhou, his expression constantly changing.
"You don't know how to count cards, do you?" the pink-haired player suddenly said to Zhou Zhou.
Zhou Zhou had won against Alvia in the last game. He was just happy when he suddenly heard the other party say this. He asked with a studious attitude: "What is card counting?"
For some reason, the opponent suddenly felt very aggrieved: "Forget it, I will definitely beat you in the next round!"
He hummed twice, took the cards to his side and began to shuffle them.
Alvia cast her eyes on the stairs occasionally, and another hour passed, but no one came down.
The pink-haired player was shuffling the cards, but suddenly one of them was not picked up, and the cards were scattered all over the place. He clicked his tongue irritably, gathered the cards together, and shuffled the cards again.
While shuffling the cards, a big rough hand suddenly stretched out from the side, holding a card in it.
It should be scattered far away just now, so didn't see it, the player didn't think much, took that card and merged it into other cards.
Then he turned around and said thank you to the player next to him.
The player next to him was puzzled: "...why should you thank me?"
"You picked up a card for me." The pink-haired player said casually, his eyes drooping, but he saw the white and slender hands of the opponent's chin.
???
He lowered his head in doubt, the big rough hand was clearly next to his right leg, so whose hand was it?
He turned around slowly, only to find that there was no one behind him.
Looking at the ground again, his hand was blocked by his knee, and he could only see above the wrist. When he moved to the side, he finally found that there was only one severed hand.
This big rough hand was cut off at the wrist, but it seemed to have its own consciousness, moving from time to time.
The player didn't dare to move anymore, his pupils constricted instantly as he looked at the flexible severed hand.
The severed hand seemed to notice that the player was looking at him, and it climbed onto his knee with nimble fingers.
The player's eyes widened in horror. From the knee where the severed hand climbed, the feeling of raised hairs and numbness was transmitted to the brain. Almost instantly, he screamed while jumping up and down, wanting to climb that hand to the ground.The severed hand in his knee was removed.
The opponent's sudden movement also startled the other players present. Everyone was very surprised to see the pink-haired player jumping around in place like crazy.
"Click."
A severed hand was thrown into the middle of the crowd, and it even tried to stand up with its fingers as support.
In the center is the open space for placing cards, so everyone saw the wriggling severed hand almost at the same time.The textures on the fingers and the pale pink nails are all available, and even with the movement of the severed hand, even the slightly protruding bones under the skin can be seen.No one can say that this is a model, this is obviously a real hand!
The severed hand finally stood up with four fingers, and then began to move.
All the players present exploded, and the players who were playing cards in harmony just now stood up abruptly and fled in all directions.
The broken hand is very fast, and it is heading towards the player. Once it gets close to a player, it will crawl along the ankle to the opponent's body, frightening the players to frantically shake their legs.
The screams in the castle hall almost burst through the roof, and no one could remain calm when they saw such a strange thing.
In order to stay away from this weird severed hand, several players ran upstairs.
Hearing the scream, the Old Housekeeper hurried down the stairs with a cane, but bumped into the frightened and fleeing player.
How can an old housekeeper who is old and frail be better than a young player who is young and strong and rampant because of fear.
So it was knocked down all at once.
Behind the Old Housekeeper was a wall of gray-black stone bricks.
Panicked players watched the butler fall backwards and hit the wall.
In an instant, his limbs and head were instantly separated from his torso, torn apart like a puppet.
The player watched in horror as the Old Housekeeper's head slowly rolled to his feet, his old and slack face was facing him, and his cloudy eyes were staring at him.
"Boom!"
This was the last sound the player heard. His heart beat violently, and the sound seemed to resound throughout the castle. Immediately afterwards, he rolled his eyes and knew nothing.
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