"… "
Zhao Sanjie successfully left Wen Shi speechless.
What could he say? Could he just clap his hands and exclaim, "You guys are really great."
Zhao Sanjie said calmly, "Let's go and talk to the servants first to see if there is any way to transform these NPCs into monsters."
"You go ahead. I'm afraid they won't like me." In Zhao Sanjie's suspicious eyes, Wen Shi shrugged and refused: "I have had some unpleasant experiences with the NPCs here."
And the NPCs.
There was no way Zhao Sanjie would trust him: "Don't worry, I'm best at controlling the situation. No matter how unhappy it is, I can keep it steady."
Wen Shicai had just released him from the list of mentally retarded people, but now he wants to kick him back. Why do some people always like to make things difficult for themselves
"Okay. Just don't regret it." Wen Shi stood up, and his lips opened and closed as he uttered three words: "Control, Field, King."
Zhao Sanjie just felt that the other party was being sarcastic to him, but the next second, Wen Shi took the initiative to put his arm around his shoulder, acting like a good brother: "Brother, it's up to you from now on."
The old Big Brother leaves the stage and the new Big Brother comes on stage.
If Zhao Sanjie knew that the last person Wen Shi called "big brother" was E Xiu, he might have been even more vigilant.
The two walked out of the castle gate. The maid not far away saw them and kept a polite smile.
Zhao Sanjie glanced at Wen Shi and said, "I think the NPC is quite friendly to you."
Before he could finish his words, Wen Shi felt the rapid airflow coming towards him and rushed behind him: "Brother, save me!"
The male servant hiding behind the bushes in front rushed over with a pair of scissors in his hand, screaming "Ahhh". The scissors made crisp clicking sounds in the air, representing the male servant's mad desire to cut off Wen Shi's limbs and turn him into a dry and bare tree trunk standing in the maze to atone for his sins.
Faced with the crazy servant, Zhao Sanjie kept retreating.
He wanted to throw Wen Shi out, but the other party grabbed his shoulders tightly, and as if he predicted that he would be thrown over the shoulder, Wen Shi kept changing his posture and position to make sure he was always behind Zhao Sanjie.
Zhao Sanjie's momentary panic was caused by the bearded man who rushed out to kill the player when he first entered the game.
After calming down, he soon realized something was wrong. The scissors that the servant had used looked extraordinary, but they were not working as they should. In addition, the servant was very weak, as if he had just had a serious illness, and his steps were weak. It was difficult for him to hurt anyone in this state.
Zhao Sanjie was certain that this was just an attack based on emotional release and would not pose much of a threat.
The butler's scissors avoided Zhao Sanjie, and he had only one goal: "I will kill you!"
Wen Shi quickly poked out half of his head: "You were the first one to say you loved me!"
Manservant: "You are despicable! You are a beast!"
"You are the despicable one. Who rushed into the flower field and held my arm and wouldn't let me leave?"
Zhao Sanjie, who was forced to play the role of a mother hen to protect her cubs: "…"
What happened between these two people
The farce of the eagle catching the chicken comes to an end with the appearance of the butler.
The butler stood under the eaves, looking at the servant with a shadow over him: "One is the master's guest, the other is the master's doctor, you have crossed the line."
The angry servant paused in mid-air, but eventually pulled his hand back. After a long moment, he glared at Wen, turned around abruptly, and strode towards the direction of the maze.
The butler never forgot to perform his duties at any time and took the initiative to apologize: "I'm sorry to disturb you two."
"No problem," Wen Shi asked politely, "By the way, are you feeling better?"
The housekeeper's face froze.
The chef happened to come out. He came to admire the player who had eaten his "allergen food" in the morning and turned into a corpse. When he saw Wen Shi, his good mood was swept away. He asked angrily on the spot: "It's yours, right? Edwin said that we were all harmed by you!"
Edwin was the servant's name.
After repeating this over and over again, Wen Shi became completely furious: "Have you ever seen a flower that calls a bee daddy after it grows up?!"
He was merely contaminated by the pollen of the pomegranate flower, and the pollen infected anyone who came into contact with it.
The chef opened his mouth in anger: "You, you..."
Relying on the fact that he had not violated the rules and that the housekeeper and Zhao Sanjie were in control, Wen Shi finally spoke out: "What do you mean by you? Remember this, Hua's father is always a flower, not a bee."
The chef's mouth opened wider and wider, but he couldn't find a word to refute.
"I'm so angry." After scolding Wen Shi, he calmed down and looked at Zhao Sanjie: "Brother, you talk to them. I'm going to go get a glass of water."
He slammed the door and went back to the castle angrily.
Zhao Sanjie, who was forced to stay outside, moved his lips. After a while, he couldn't help asking, "What did he do?"
"You want to laugh at me too?" The chef directed all his anger at Zhao Sanjie, and said with deep hatred: "Dr. Aaron's good brother, right? I will remember you."
Zhao Sanjie: “…”
After slamming the door shut, there was no trace of anger on Wen Shi's face. He was like a completely different person. He put his hands in his pockets, whistled, and leisurely went upstairs to the study.
Anyway, with Zhao Sanjie as a buffer, what happens outside has nothing to do with him.
When Xie Tangyan was in the castle, she would basically hide in the study to read and pass the time. Today was no exception. When she saw Wen Shi, he walked out from behind a bookshelf.
"A few more players have arrived." Wen Shi said a few words and walked to the window to look at the scene downstairs.
lawn.
After being scolded severely, Zhao Sanjie finally sent the chef away and turned to the maid.
He took the initiative to help the maid carry the water to the other side. Although Zhao Sanjie had a scar on his face, his features were regular and his muscles were strong after long-term exercise. He looked very safe from behind. Before helping, he used a prop that could exude charm for NPCs, which magnified everything in the eyes of the maid and successfully won some favor.
"I really want to attend this dream wedding as soon as possible." Zhao Sanjie naturally got to the point.
The maid was loyal to the owner of the castle and nodded and said, "The master has been waiting for this day for a long time. This will be a grand ceremony."
Zhao Sanjie asked hurriedly: "When will the church be ready?"
The maid thought for a moment and said, "It will take at least two days."
Zhao Sanjie suggested, "In fact, we can all help together. Everyone can decorate the church after work. To be honest, I still have to go to the south for business, so I won't be late for too long, but I am very eager to witness this wedding."
He finally added: "I guess the count can't wait to marry his bride."
The maid was moved by what she heard and began to consider the suggestion seriously.
The scene of the two of them chatting happily fell into the eyes of Wen Shi upstairs.
Xie Tangyan appeared from behind him: "What do you think they are discussing?"
Wen Shi said: "It's very simple. Zhao Sanjie persuaded the maid to decorate the church as soon as possible to squeeze out my survival time."
The castle owner's threats are no joke.
Once the church is decorated, if the bride does not show up, he will surely die; if he wants to extend this deadline, he can only attack the person who decorated the church. No matter which one, Zhao Sanjie will be the biggest beneficiary.
Just as the saying goes, far away yet close at hand, if he dies or his servant dies, the Monster Alliance will become stronger.
Wen Shi guessed that Zhao Sanjie also wanted to test what cards he had and wanted to take the opportunity to snatch them away.
Xie Tangyan: "Do you want me to help you kill him?"
Before she could speak, she knew the answer from his expression, and turned to other things: "When I had nothing to do these two days, I went to the study and saw a lot of interesting knowledge and theories."
Wen Shi thought she would talk about topics like equality and freedom, but unexpectedly Xie Tangyan was staring at a fallen leaf blown by the wind outside the window. The leaf was spinning in the air, just like a butterfly.
Xie Tangyan had a photographic memory and recited a note from the book directly: "A butterfly flying in a tropical rain forest, occasionally flapping its wings, may cause a tornado in a distant area two weeks later."
Xie Tangyan nodded: "This is the most interesting theory I have read recently."
The book also said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and she planned to put it into practice.
Wen Shi always felt that Xie Tangyan was plotting something big. Just as he was about to ask, Zhao Sanjie on the lawn seemed to sense something and looked up.
Wen Shi hid behind the wall in time, and when he tried to remind Xie Tangyan, she had already disappeared. He went downstairs from the other side, drank some water, and reappeared outside.
"Brother, have you talked to the NPC?"
When Zhao Sanjie heard him calling him "big brother", his head almost exploded.
He glanced at Wen Shi inconspicuously. His hoarse voice after yelling had returned to its previous pleasant tone, and his dry lips had become moist again, indicating that he had really drunk some water just now.
"I don't stay because I'm afraid of affecting your performance." Wen Shi added, emphasizing that he was not being lazy on purpose.
Zhao Sanjie then nodded and replied: "These NPCs can be killed. Only when NPCs and players have a deep connection can both sides have a relatively deep conversation."
Zhao Sanjie didn't lie about this. The NPC was not so talkative before.
The maid didn't have much work to do every morning. After wiping the iron gate, she called others to go upstairs to help decorate the church.
In addition to the butler who was trimming the maze, even the butler went to help.
Zhao Sanjie pretended to be worried: "With so many people going, the church will be decorated quickly."
Wen Shi frowned as he wished.
Zhao Sanjie whispered, "Don't worry too much. These servants were originally our targets anyway. Getting rid of them is just killing two birds with one stone."
Wen Shi waved his hand: "I'll think about it."
Zhao Sanjie didn't expect that he would hesitate on this matter.
Wen Shi gave a reasonable explanation: "The owner of the castle is very protective of his people. Killing them might lead to revenge."
Zhao Sanjie was still trying to persuade him: "It makes no difference. If you can't find a bride, you will die at the hands of the castle owner."
Everyone present could feel the castle owner's malice towards Wen Shi in the morning.
Wen Shi said, "Wait a little longer. I'm not sure if killing servants is one of the rules of death."
Zhao Sanjie gave a more reasonable suggestion at the right time: "Then don't kill them first, give them some minor injuries. If they really are in a death situation, minor injuries are within the controllable range."
Wen Shi even wanted to applaud him.
It would be a waste of this person's talent if he didn't do brainwashing work.
"I'll go to the church."
Zhao Sanjie was with him.
The church is located on the third floor, and this is Wen's first time to visit.
There was a lot of activity going on inside.
Wen Shi actually saw A Ling among them.
Ah Ling was not embarrassed to see him, and naturally said that she was doing a task. Ah Ling and the maid worked together to lift the heavy object. It seemed that Ah Ling was distracted by talking to Wen Shi, and accidentally sprained her ankle, and the heavy object almost hit the maid's foot when it fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry." She apologized repeatedly.
The maid was still frightened, but she didn't blame him too much.
Wen Shi raised her eyebrows. This seemingly unconscious action was hinting that with a little effort, she could have the church decorated later.
But there is no free lunch in the world, and A Ling will not help for free.
Wen Shi turned around indifferently and ignored the other party's gesture.
Still hoping that he would make some move, Zhao Sanjie hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"
"Catch up on some sleep." Wen Shi pointed at the dark circles under his eyes: "If I don't sleep now, I'm going to die first."
Although he said he was going to catch up on some sleep, Wen Shi went straight to the basement studio.
Dark, damp and cold.
Ironically, it's easier to walk here alone than to deal with players with ulterior motives.
Wen Shi suddenly remembered the confusion raised by the owner of the castle in the medical records -
Dr. Aaron, do you think there is a soul in this world that has warmth
He is now also very curious about the answer to this question.
The studio should be a little less scary during the day, but today there is a figure standing in front of the drawing board.
The woman had a beautiful back, the nails of each finger were painted bright red, and the butcher knife in her hand was heavy and sharp.
Wen Shi calmed himself down and knew what he would face next.
The bride turned around slowly. One second she was beside the drawing board, and the next second she was less than half a meter away from Wen Shi: "You lied to me."
The butcher knife was cutting straight into his forehead.
According to the speed of the butcher knife, Wen Shi only had one sentence to explain himself, so he said as quickly as possible: "I want to destroy the spirituality of the picture frame."
The butcher knife stopped when it was 0.01 meters away from the head. The coldness seemed to penetrate into the bones. Wen Shi did not dodge or evade, as if he had expected the bride to stop.
Wen Shi looked her straight in the eyes: "I did not break my promise and called my friends, but unfortunately some of them betrayed my trust and chose to help the Earl."
This was the source of the real bride's murderous intent. Some of the helpers Wen Shi called defected to that damned man.
"The frame is in the attic, and I need to know the more likely problems I'll encounter during the process."
Wen Shi never had the idea of rushing in to steal, as there couldn't be such an easy task to complete in the dungeon.
"The frame is alive." The real bride was silent for a few seconds, then chose to answer him: "The craftsman was hired by the count to build a container to imprison me, but he fell in love with my beauty and let me go. The count killed him in anger, and later the craftsman's soul was trapped in the frame and turned into an irrational evil spirit."
Wen Shi suddenly remembered the structure of the picture frame. There were some irregular patterns printed on the handle of the guillotine used for lifting and pressing, which looked a bit like a human face when combined.
True Bride: "[Spiritual] refers to the [Spirit] of the evil spirit. If you go in, you will definitely die at the hands of the evil spirit, unless you can fulfill the craftsman's wish."
"What's your wish?"
"Liberation." The real bride said calmly, "Burn the soul completely, leaving nothing behind."
With Wen Shi's ability, it is impossible to do so.
"The candlestick in the Earl's room can do it." The real bride showed a sinister smile: "But you have to steal the candlestick first."
Stealing
Or stealing from the castle owner's room, what's the difference between this and a moth flying into a flame
The real bride seemed to have anticipated his flinching and approached quietly with a knife in hand.
In this brief moment of silence, Wen Shi actually laughed. It was just a matter of being a fluttering moth. He had done many things like dancing on the edge of a knife, so this time was not a big deal.
Wen Shi raised his head, stared at the real bride's charming eyes, and slowly said: "How about you marry the owner of the castle?"
(End of this chapter)