When Wei Dong saw the so-called Lord Wu for the first time, he almost let out a ghostly cry, his body softened, and Ke Xun firmly supported him in time: "It's tense, that's a mask."
Master Wu was wearing a slightly old dark cotton robe, a pale mask, a pair of crescent-like eyes, and a laughing mouth that was cracked to the ears. These were all black ink like the bottom of a pot. There are some black radioactive lines around the eyes, as if the eyes emit black light, these lines are all over the mask, and it is worried that the mask will be cut by these sharp lines at any time.
"Master Wu's eyes are like torches." Although people's attitudes are not humble, but their expressions are extremely worshipping Master Wu.
Wei Dong finally restrained his accelerated heartbeat, but he still couldn't calmly look directly at Lord Wu—especially the pair of eyes with countless black rays, which were really "eyes like torches".
He was afraid of what was coming. When Master Wu passed by Ke Xun Weidong and the others, he slowly stopped, and his face wearing a mask approached, as if he was "looking" at them, especially the curved black eyes and the crowd. Black mouth, the endless dark abyss inside seems to be able to suck people into it.
Finally, Master Wu nodded slightly and continued to walk slowly towards the place where the corpse was.
Wei Dong's soul was frightened, and he desperately tried to calm himself down, while Lu Heng leaned on Wei Dong's body.
Wei Dong wiped his cold sweat: fortunately, Radish didn't follow him, otherwise he would have been frightened on the spot.
Lu Heng was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't finish wiping it off. Now he wants to ask the old members, do such terrible NPCs often appear in previous paintings? And how the old members have lived through so many paintings and haven't been scared to the point of insane.
Ke Xun was also afraid. What he was afraid of was not Master Wu's weird mask, but... This world seems to have fixed rules that cannot be broken. The members have names in this world. This must not be groundless, but more like Preparing for the next role play.
Lord Wu seems to have a high status, so what kind of status do you have in this world? What tasks will be assigned? If I violate the rules, what kind of punishment will be imposed
At this time, everyone on the second floor was silent, and even the entire building was silent, and people devoutly left the right of voice to Lord Wu.
Everyone bowed their heads slightly, and Ke Xun and the others had no choice but to follow the locals and bow their heads slightly, but their ears perked up to listen to subtle movements.
Master Wu lifted the white cloth covering the dead body, perhaps the cloth was too old, and even the rustling voice became mature and dull, as if he did not want to attract the attention of unrelated people.
"Master Wu," an unfamiliar voice sounded, which seemed to be a steward beside the corpse, "the murderer is vile and vicious, not only stabbed the deceased several times, but also disfigured the deceased. The deceased was good at playing the piano, and the murderer Severing all his finger bones is extremely cruel."
Master Wu was silent for a long time, and the person in charge was also silent.
The rustling sound of the old cloth sounded again, as if the cloth was re-covered on the body of the deceased.
The steward couldn't help but said again: "Master Wu, we all suspect that Xiao Hu did it. Because the marriage failed, he had murderous intentions..."
"I don't have it, Master Wu is going to decide for me!" Xiao Hu's voice of defense echoed in the building, like a heated line in a stage play.
Another unfamiliar voice hurriedly sounded: "Don't disturb Master Wu, Master is looking into the eyes of the dead."
Ke Xun couldn't help but raise his head slightly, because he was tall and everyone else kept their heads down, so he could see the situation on Lord Wu's side - the whole body of the deceased was covered with white cloth, and Lord Wu's tall body was like a shrimp. Bowing down, the masked face seems to be looking at the corpse through the white cloth.
Master Wu watched for a long time.
"The murderer is a woman." Master Wu finally opened his mouth to speak, perhaps because of the thick mask, the voice seemed to be made by someone covering his mouth, which was very strange.
Everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly someone said, "That's Xiao Hu's concubine! She must be jealous of Xiayu! She did it!"
Gradually, the voices of approval came one after another, like the wind blowing into the poplar forest, causing a crunching sound—"This woman is too vicious! She is jealous of Xiayu's beauty! She is jealous of Xiayu's ability to play the piano!"—"Humph, this time She buried herself in it too! The Chu family won't let her go! Our Lantern Brigade will not let her go!"—"The people of the Yingshi Brigade are all black-hearted! They can't see the light there!"—" Get her out, our lamp brigade is not easy to bully!"…
A strange sound came, and everyone shut up.
The sound was like flicking an egg shell with a finger, and the sound was extremely clear in everyone's ears. It was not loud, and it was more like an alternative whisper.
Ke Xun's eyes were always fixed on that Master Wu, unable to believe that the voice just now was that Master Wu tapped his chin with his fingers—the chin of the mask.
"That woman will have retribution." Master Wu said.
Perhaps it was the miraculous deterrent effect of "chin knocking". People stopped talking about it. After watching Lord Wu respectfully leave, no one said anything more at this time. She rests in peace."
Soon, the 'Death of Xiayu' became no longer fresh, and people scattered and went their separate ways.
Xiayu's body was still covered with a white cloth, guarded by several people.
Ke Xun and the others had no reason to stay here any longer, so they went upstairs along the steps they came from.
Lu Heng walked at the back, holding on to the handrail of the stairs, before he managed to go upstairs with strength, Wei Dong pulled him: "It's not night yet, nothing will happen during the day, don't worry."
It's okay not to listen. After hearing this, Lu Heng's feet became even weaker: "At night, there will really be a death incident? Will it definitely happen?"
Wei Dong was silent and just dragged him upstairs.
Fang Fei walked in the front without saying a word.
Ke Xun: "You are not a good person. Going downstairs to see the corpse is not your point of interest."
Fang Fei turned her face to look at Ke Xun.
Ke Xun: "You may have found something, and you are eager to go downstairs for verification."
Fang Fei's black eyes swept over Ke Xun and looked down at the bracelet on her wrist.
Ke Xun: "Is it related to that Master Wu?"
Fang Fei nodded and took off the clay pottery bracelet from her hand: "I wanted to go back and talk about it. Since you thought about it in advance, let's take a look at this."
Ke Xun took over this rough and wide bracelet, saying that its simplicity is good, but to put it bluntly, it is rough, just like the one made by a beginner playing around, and it is not even round enough: "It's really ugly."
Fang Fei: "..."
"Fuck, Ke'er, you already have a boyfriend, how can you get a girl's bracelet?" Wei Dong's tone was like scolding Jia Baoyu.
As if Ke Xun didn't hear it, he straightened his bracelet, his fingers resting on the inner ring of the bracelet: "Is there a character here? It seems to be a single character with simple strokes."
Wei Dong: "Fuck you, Shao Ling?"
Fang Fei looked around when there was no one around, and then nodded: "It's a 'witch' character."
Perhaps because the word 'Wu' is very special in this world, the other three were surprised, Wei Dong recalled the terrible scene when Lord Wu approached him just now: "No wonder he looked at us for a long time, and finally nodded at us, It looks like... Met a colleague? Is that meant to say hello?"
Lu Heng stuttered and said from behind: "Did he nod his head at the time? I thought he was laughing... His head trembled with laughter... "
"… "
Fang Fei: "Let's go back first, what did Mu Yiran say? Where to meet?"
"It's where we just came in. The room next to the corridor should be the place that the world has arranged for us. Let's go back to the room first. Brother Qin and Haowen'er went to other floors and they should be back." Ke Xun looked at In a gauze lamp next to it, a flame as big as a fist flickered, beautiful and terrifying.
Fang Fei smiled lightly, and some couldn't believe that Ke Xun and Mu Yiran just looked at each other, whispered a few words, and discussed so many things.
"Which floor did we come from just now?" Lu Heng looked at the huge rectangular patio and the rooms that looked almost identical on the upper and lower sides. "What if we can't find it?!"
There is comfort in Wei Dong's tone: "We are on the ninth floor, next to the stairs, and the lantern at the door has a drawing of a crow."
"Touch the wood." Ke Xun's voice came from above the stairs.
Wei Dong subconsciously touched the wooden pillar of the stairs: "That's a crow, can't I tell the difference between a crow and other birds when I'm doing art? Although it's not blacked out, that body and head and mouth are definitely a crow. !—What's wrong with you, Lu Heng?"
"I'm afraid of birds..." Lu Heng wanted to cry without tears.
"… Feel sorry."
"Fortunately, it's not that serious, it's mainly the moa beak..." Lu Heng tried his best to distract himself from thinking about such uncomfortable things. "By the way, there is one more thing that I want to ask everyone to keep secret."
Both Ke Xun and Fang Fei slowed down, looking at Lu Heng, whose face was slightly pale.
Lu Heng: "Just now, I don't want Sheng Nan to know about Xiayu's disfigurement by the murderer and her finger cut off. She looks strong, but she is actually very fragile. Please everyone."
Everyone didn't make a sound, it was acquiescence.
Wei Dong and Lu Heng walked behind and couldn't help but say, "Are you trying to chase her?"
Lu Heng smiled bitterly: "You have seen it all."
"It's pretty obvious."
"It's a pity she didn't agree. She's been hurt before and doesn't believe in feelings anymore." Lu Heng's weak voice was firm, "I learned photography because of her. I didn't know anything about it before, and I wasn't interested. "
Wei Dong looked at the camera hanging on Lu Heng's chest. When he was walking in the crowd just now, people seemed to be no strangers to this thing. That is to say, in this world of indistinguishable ages, cameras already existed.
Lu Heng's groaning voice came again: "I... just secretly photographed Xiayu."