marry
The real bride's hand holding the knife was ready to move. She was eager to chop off the head of the boaster in front of her.
"A grand wedding requires a lot of ceremonies, and the Earl is such a person who pays great attention to etiquette," Wen Shi whispered the ultimate goal, "You go get married, and I go steal the house."
His voice was so gentle, but in the reflection of the real bride's pupils, all he saw was an excited man with a grin on his face.
At this moment, Wen Shi played the role of a madman to perfection.
The real bride stared at him quietly for a moment, as if she wanted to see the end of Wen Shi's soul.
Finally, the real bride restrained her murderous intent. She liked dealing with madmen, especially when the target of their madness was someone she hated deeply.
The real bride rubbed the edge of the paper knife with her bright red nails, and smiled strangely: "What if you fail?"
Before Wen Shi could say anything, the real bride's paper knife had already touched his skin.
"Give me a ray of your soul and swear to me that you will destroy the spirituality of the frame."
The latter one didn't matter, but Wen Shi would never do the former one, so he shook his head.
The real bride held up a paper knife.
Wen Shi discovered that the blade was not smooth, but densely serrated.
The real bride issued an ultimatum: "One last chance."
Wen Shi silently showed the family emblem.
"… "
The real bride was silent and almost forgot about it.
Wen Shi: "I won't sell out my teammates, otherwise I could summon the Earl right now."
The real bride did not waver, as the evil creature would never trust a human being.
Wen Shi then said slowly: "Our dean has wanted to take him in for a long time. The dean gave me a few things, and I have absolute confidence that I can destroy the picture frame."
The following words were pure fabrication, but this time the real bride's unchanging cold face showed a reaction.
"Frank Hospital." She seemed to have thought of something and was convinced by this reason. She said with a cold smile: "Remember, if you fail, I will lose my freedom, but you will definitely die."
Wen Shi once again felt the power of the hospital and nodded: "Don't worry."
No one was idle this day.
Chu An and Mr. Li also joined the team that decorated the church in the afternoon.
The most troublesome thing is that the copy is stuck at a certain progress, which often leads to various death rules, and they are in urgent need of a breakthrough. Especially in this copy of the second endgame, the players who enter later have no idea about the plot direction of the early stage. It would be bad if the newcomers take advantage of the information asymmetry to set them up.
Mr. Li looked at a busy figure in the church and sneered, "A Ling, as a member of the bride's camp, actually joined us in building a 'tomb' for the bride."
Chu An was not surprised: "Anyway, the bride will not show up for a while, whether the church is decorated or not only affects the life and death of the newlyweds."
Unfortunately, the newlyweds were unusually strong. Seeing that they were busy decorating the church, they were unwilling to show any sign of compromise.
For dinner, everyone gathered together.
Wen Shi arrived late.
The messy hair and good spirits showed that he had indeed slept. After negotiating with the Blood Bride, Wen Shi slept for three hours. Because he had just woken up, his voice was mixed with a hint of laziness.
"Good evening, everybody."
The players at the table were confused. How could anyone go to bed at this time? The key is that he seemed to be asleep.
The owner of the castle didn't care what Wen Shi did, he only cared about the faint fragrance on him that intoxicated him. He held the table knife in his hand, and his slender fingers showed a hint of redness under the reflection of the dark red wall.
Before the meal, he first expressed his gratitude to the newcomers: "You are very good. I heard from the housekeeper that you are all actively helping to decorate the church."
"It is our honor to help someone of your distinguished status." As soon as Chu An finished speaking, the owner of the castle's face suddenly turned gloomy.
Chu An just felt confused and couldn't figure out which sentence he said wrong.
Wen Shi shook his head. The medical report said that the owner of the castle hated the title of earl inherited from his parents, so he should be careful when praising her. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sighed. Just like when he praised the blood bride, he got nothing but negative infinity.
This little episode passed quickly.
The owner of the castle was in a good mood tonight and didn't continue to argue. He loved meat, and every meal was either steak or lamb, always cooked medium rare. The owner of the castle looked at the blood squeezed out by the knife and fork, with a hint of satisfaction on his face.
After swallowing the slice of meat, the owner of the castle clapped his hands lightly, and the butler appeared with a small tray with four rubies on it.
One look at the number and you'll know there's none for you.
All the players except Wen Shi had smiles in their eyes.
Snapped.
When the butler was about to deliver the gift to the guest, the crisp sound of the silver spoon being thrown onto the plate broke the seemingly harmonious dining atmosphere.
No one expected that Wen Shi would suddenly turn his face away, and even lose his temper in front of the owner of the castle.
His rudeness succeeded in catching the castle owner off guard.
Facing the gloomy face of the castle owner, Zhao Sanjie was very curious about how this newcomer had survived until now.
Wen Shi looked around and asked, "Isn't it too much for you to come and have dinner when the church hasn't even been decorated? Can't you tell what's important and what's not important?"
After saying this, without waiting for them to react, he snapped his fingers and a graceful figure slowly walked in from outside the door.
When the real bride didn't deliberately drain her blood, she was extremely beautiful, as cold as a snow lotus on an iceberg, without even a hair's worth of flaws. The moment she came in, the players who had seen countless people were stunned for a moment.
The owner of the castle was stunned at first, then surprised. He looked at the real bride with a scrutinizing gaze, and his anger subsided instantly after he was sure that she was not mistaken.
Wen Shi said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "I found the most perfect bride for you in half a day, but the church is not yet decorated."
The most surprised were Chu An and Li from the Earl's camp. They looked at each other in bewilderment.
The main quest was half completed by people from other camps
After the initial surprise, Chu An stretched out the six fingers of his left hand and said, "Keep a close eye on that new guy and make sure he doesn't make any unnecessary moves."
The factions were different, and even if it was for the sake of survival, there was no reason for the other party to find the bride so quickly, and the bride showed up on her own initiative, which was more like a conspiracy. He now felt that this newcomer was more and more evil. Considering that the three old players in the previous endgame were all dead, he had to temporarily put aside the plan to obtain clues from the 3S copy and focus on the game.
The real bride's beautiful but lifeless face showed no expression, and she only said two words: "Ceremony."
The owner of the castle was moody. He had just decided to send a gift, but now he was not in a good mood towards the player. He agreed with what Wen Shi said, that how could they have the nerve to come to dinner when the church hadn't even been decorated.
Chu An took the initiative to speak: "We can help together."
He wanted to make sure Wen Shi was always under his watch.
"Me too." Other players expressed their opinions one after another.
"That's thoughtful." The castle owner's attitude became better.
Wen Shi raised her hand obediently: "Then I'll be the bridesmaid."
Chu An immediately said, "How can a man be a bridesmaid?"
Wen Shi: "The bride requested it."
The real bride never put down the knife in her hand and looked at him coldly: "Do you have any objection?"
Chu An was speechless.
Before leaving, the butler placed the tray on a corner of the table. Wen Shi unceremoniously took all of them in front of him: "Well, the bridesmaids need jewelry. I believe everyone won't mind if I make them sparkly."
The moment the hand touched it, the game automatically made an assessment:
[Ruby: A common gem that can sometimes make you lucky.]
Wen Shi was almost ptsd about the word "lucky".
It was obviously a prop, so how could she let him take it all? Ah Ling calmly changed the concept: "It is the earl's private property. It is inappropriate to take it without his consent."
A cry of "Count" accurately stepped on the landmine twice.
The owner of the castle had no good feelings about their previous arrangement of the church.
"I'm borrowing it." Wen Shi looked at the real bride and asked sincerely, "You also want a blingbling bridesmaid, right?"
The real bride glanced at him and didn't refute.
The owner of the castle doesn't care about a few gems. What he cares about is when the church will be decorated, and he already seems to be urging him to do so.
I had volunteered to decorate the church earlier, and now I have no choice but to do it.
Ah Ling looked at Wen Shi and said, "Let me help you put on makeup."
Whether it will succeed depends on tonight. Wen Shi was too lazy to play along: "I need to take a shower first. If you don't have the time to talk nonsense, you might as well go and decorate the church."
After obtaining the consent of the castle owner, he got up and walked out. The first thing he did when he returned to the house was to lock the door.
Wen Shi had a plan early on.
There are products that can be used to change one's appearance in the game mall, and the lowest level of them costs 300 points. He is interested in a prop that can copy the face of another person, which costs 500 points. All disguise products are one-time products, and they have a time limit, which is no longer than 20 minutes.
After settlement, I took a look at the balance: [Points: 2385]
Black-hearted games are like money-eating beasts, plundering players' hard-earned points.
Wen felt a slight pain in his flesh, then he cut his palm and summoned the wandering zombies.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but when the zombie appeared, he seemed a little thinner than last time. He was more like an emotionless vampire, standing there stiffly waiting for orders.
Wen Shi wanted to ask what happened to the pomegranate flower seeds? Considering that the other party might perform a Rationality Zero Devouring on the spot, he chose to suppress his curiosity.
Wen Shi ordered You Shi to exchange clothes with him, and then took some cosmetics from the dressing table.
The zombie's overly long fingertips scratched the table and stared at Wen Shi with a deathly gaze.
"I just want both of us to survive, I swear, this is not a trick."
It was unknown how much You Shi had heard. Wen Shi was worried that he would stab him in the back, so he kept explaining in a mumbling manner, emphasizing that both parties were in the same boat. In the end, he succeeded in painting two exaggerated red cheeks.
The two were about the same height, but Wen Shi's frame was lighter and smaller, and he was thinner overall. Peng Lu lost a lot of blood after being refined, and he was also thin now.
"very perfect."
Wen Shi took a few steps back and admired his masterpiece.
The exaggerated red face is to attract people's attention and prevent others from paying too much attention to the body shape. After all, if you really compare all aspects, you can still find differences.
The zombie exuded a smell of death, but since he was a bridesmaid and standing next to the real bride, this smell of death could be ignored.
The only bother is the smell.
Wen Shi took a slight gamble.
The peace locket disappeared into his body. The wandering corpse was his warrior, and the summoning was through blood, so it should be able to be contaminated with some of the fragrance that the owner of the castle often mentioned.
Coo!
Before the hour had even started, the cuckoo in the dining room made its piercing sound.
The bird jumped out of the clock case completely, its bloodshot eyes kept moving, singing a song of blessing -
Silver lilies bloom at midnight
The red carpet of the church is spread out
Bride holding knife
She is about to make a lifelong promise with her groom who cherishes her.
Where are the audiences
Come and witness this wedding of the century
Open your mouth with the cuckoo
Singing
oh
What a night!
The sound was as sharp as a knife tip, making people want to cover their ears, but Wen Shi forced himself to listen to the end. He confirmed that the wedding was about to begin, and used props to disguise the zombie.
He gave his last order for the night: "Play my part and go to the wedding."
The zombie turned around, took each step the same distance, slowly opened the door and walked out.
Outside the door, Xie Tangyan recalled the lyrics of the cuckoo's song and thought, this is not a wonderful night, but it will definitely be unforgettable.
She looked at the cold scabbard at her waist and smiled. Killing is the lowest level of pleasure, there are more interesting things worth practicing.
The next second, Xie Tangyan stood up and disappeared before the wandering zombies came out.
(End of this chapter)