What does it feel like to die
Kou Dong didn't understand this sentence, but Ye Yanzhi didn't explain it either. After saying this sentence, his eyes became darker and darker, bottomless.
Kou Dong's heart sank down, and even a bit of almost gloomy hatred arose in it.
Why did you lie to me
If from the very beginning, Ye Yanzhi was no different from the other NPCs standing here, he would never be so unacceptable.
Ye Yanzhi.
He tasted a little fishy and salty taste, and at some point he bit his mouth into a small wound, bleeding out.
Ye Yanzhi...
His whole body trembled slightly, as if he had been stung countless times by thousands of bees, and he was covered in unbearable and embarrassing wounds from head to toe—the fluffy dolls surrounded him silently, pulling the furry The ear touched his skin, and every time he shuddered more thoroughly.
The man in front of him frowned slightly, staring at the bright red corner of his mouth. As if out of habit, Ye Yanzhi stretched out his hand and wiped his fingertips upwards.
The strength was relieved, and the movements were very gentle.
But this time, the young man turned his head with his tensed neck muscles, and did not let him touch it again.
"leave me alone!"
Ye Yanzhi's fingers froze in the air. After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand and said coldly, "You want to follow me."
"Where are you going?"
Kou Dong sneered.
"Put me in a new place?—in a new cage? To be your toy? Confinement?"
He seemed to be gritting his teeth, and it took him a long time to say, "Ye Yanzhi, do you think I'm a fool?"
The man's jawline was tightly contracted, and he repeated in a tense voice: "You want to follow me."
It was the young man who answered him with an undisguised mocking laugh.
At this moment, the plush dolls who had gathered at Kou Dong's feet suddenly raised their heads together and looked towards the door. There was a sound at the door again, and the three-person group of players who had escaped just now reappeared in front of the door. In front of them was a gray rabbit doll leading the way, with smooth fur, almost natural.
They attract the attention of NPCs like never before. Before this, the NPCs had never looked at them directly, but now they looked at them without exception.
...like a pack of wolves, weighing their prey with a blank expression.
Under such stern gazes, the maid couldn't help feeling a little panicked, and she hid her figure behind without a trace.
This gaze was only for a moment, and the dolls walked towards them slowly, gradually encircling them. The gardener's scalp went numb, and when he looked back, he realized that his way back had already been cut off. Two giant teddy bears almost adult height blocked his retreat, staring at his arms.
What he held in his arms was that wooden box.
The man's hand hugged the box even tighter, and a red mark was drawn on the palm at the edge.
With no way to retreat, they were cornered unknowingly. The teddy bear has already raised its palm high, about to pull it into his arms.
What was thought to be an important clue suddenly became a hot potato. The three players passed it around in a panic for several rounds, and finally fell back into the gardener's arms. He curled up into a ball, barely resisting the attack from the NPC. He was punched heavily in the chest and abdomen, and the sweet and fishy smell went straight to his throat.
The gray rabbit leading the way jumped up high among the dolls, his hands and feet were torn by other dolls, and he was already in dilapidated condition. It jumped vigorously, desperately beckoning—
To the master!
Its black button eyes are full of pleas, and in the gaps of the torn fabric, snow-white cotton catkins fall down like catkins.
To the master!
take that thing—
Return it to the young master! !
The gardener met its eyes, gritted its teeth, and finally chose to believe it. They didn't have the key, and the box couldn't be opened in their hands, so it's better to fight to the death!
Maybe... I can still get out!
He suddenly pulled his body to the extreme, looked at a gap and jumped high, jumping over the heads of all the dolls.
The chest rose and fell, and the wrists were exhausted. The original basketball foundation played a great role at this moment, and the box was like the orange-brown ball, which he threw out with all his might—
"Master!"
"Catch it!"
Amid such shouts, Kou Dong subconsciously stretched out his hand high into the air. He noticed the angrily opened mouths of the dolls beside him, and his fingertips touched the small box—at that moment, it seemed that something suddenly turned on the switch in his heart.
He heard a crisp sound.
"Dangling—"
Under his touch, the lock that was firmly hanging on it suddenly loosened and fell off automatically. The box that was originally sealed opened wide, and the contents inside suddenly fell from top to bottom—
At that moment, Kou Dong heard his breathing stop suddenly.
All the blood in his body rushed backwards at this moment.
It was a stuffed bear.
It has quite soft down, each of which is curled just right, with two clear and innocent black eyes, and it falls head down on the ground.
The gardener was also taken aback, and when he realized it, his voice suddenly rose: "It is it!"
He jumped up excitedly and desperately: "It's it, it's the one—"
Everyone can see clearly.
... On this messy floor, Little Bear lay quietly. On its round auricles, there is a clear and unmistakable "D".
Master's favorite doll.
It appears.
…
In this case, its appearance is like lighting a fire among the crowd.
Both the NPC and the player started to run, wanting to get the key to victory right away—it’s just that there was a big difference in what they thought in their hearts. The NPC didn’t want the doll to fall into Kou Dong’s hands and let him go; Instead, he just wanted to send it to Kou Dong. Their scramble started immediately, densely packed dolls covered the ground like a tide, and the special little bear on the top was lifted high by the waves, dodging and dodging.
drop on the floor.
They were swarmed into the air again.
In this doll's hand, in that doll's hand. It was grabbed desperately, and disappeared from Kou Dong's sight several times.
Kou Dong's eyes were still following it, still a little dazed. When he reacted, he realized that he had already fallen into the vortex of snatching before he knew it, and desperately reached for the little bear with his fingertips.
But deep in his heart, another voice quietly told him:
Something opens.
The moment he touched the bear.
Something opens.
He clearly heard the movement of the switch.
… what is that
The tide of plush toys suddenly receded to both sides like a split sea, as if he had been greatly frightened. At the same time, the teddy bear with D on its ear twitched twice, then opened its mouth—
A sudden singing sound suddenly came from its belly.
That voice was gentle and hoarse, one that Kou Dong was very familiar with and had heard countless times.
He recognized the owner of the voice almost instantly.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." The teddy bear clapped its hands and stood up crookedly from the ground, with its head still tilted to one side - that was the trace of being violently torn and snatched just now. It just tilted its head, singing, and slowly approached Kou Dong.
I don't know if it's Kou Dong's illusion, but the black eyes made of buttons seem to be bigger.
It stares at people intently.
"Happy birthday to you… "
The footsteps have come to the front.
"Happy birthday to you!"
"Three-two-one-"
"Blow out the candles—"
"Make a wish, my sweetheart."
Kou Dong heard his own voice. His voice was much colder and calmer than that of Ye Yanzhi who sang and talked before.
"Will my wish come true?"
"certainly."
The man's voice was gentle, with a conniving and helpless smile.
"As long as it's what you think, as long as it's what you want."
"you swear?"
"I swear."
There was a brief silence for a while, and soon after, Kou Dong's voice sounded from the cub's belly again.
"Okay."
Immediately, there was a slight "poof".
The candle was blown out.
At the same time, the candles in the dinner hall were suddenly extinguished according to the coefficient, and darkness suddenly enveloped people from head to toe. In the darkness, Kou Dong's body trembled involuntarily, and he felt that his fingertips were tightly held by the stuffed bear——
"What wish did you make?"
In the darkness, the man from back then asked.
The recording is mixed with the sound of electric current, and the sound is somewhat distorted. Kou Dong heard himself say:
"I need to-"
His head seemed to have been punched hard by someone, and he almost lay down here.
Time flipped forward at this moment, and the dust and smoke were all annihilated and dissipated. Peeling off the dusty shell, Kou Dong finally saw his familiar shadow in the gap.
That was himself back then, standing in the same position, in the same place. The dolls were piled up in front of him, and in the new gift box was the little bear in front of him.
It was a coming-of-age gift from Ye Yanzhi, and the letter D was written by him.
"I need to… "
Heart trembling.
He caught a glimpse of his lowered eyelashes, which were full of desperate efforts. He had a premonition of what he was going to say, his heart was hanging in his chest, and he didn't know when it would fall heavily.
talk!
Tell him, tell him clearly—
"...I'm leaving you."
He finally raised his eyes. The smile on the man's face suddenly dissipated, and his fingers clenched tightly, freezing like a cold statue.
Under the previous oath, every word counts. The power of the creator opened that channel, and white light completely enveloped Kou Dong.
"The world I see is both real and fake."
"I want... to return to the real world!"
I want to go back to the real world! ! !
Kou Dong's figure swayed, his heart clenched into a ball, and the touch of the plush in his hand brought him back to reality.
"I remembered."
He murmured, not knowing when he tasted a little salty taste from his mouth.
"I remembered… "
"This is what I keep to myself."
Final warning letter.
then.
"Hurry up!" The young man turned his head impatiently. He dyed his conspicuous yellow hair with the tail curled up, making him look particularly ruffian.
"I'm not active in making money. I really don't know what you are still doing here."
Behind him was a tall and slender man, but he seemed much calmer. Behind him was a man wearing a small skirt, with brown red hair hanging down to his waist, and a pair of small high heels. His figure was particularly bumpy.
"Lu Ran," the red-haired woman asked, obviously distrustful, "Is this really making money? Are you kidding me?"
"Why are you playing tricks on you?" Huang Mao said, "What good can I do if I play tricks on you?"
"Ghost knows if you have other thoughts about me," the red-haired woman complained, "this place..."
"You can pull it down," Huang Mao was so disgusted that he spit on the ground, "Your breasts are made of silicone!"
Behind the group of three, there are four gray men who look like ordinary migrant workers, with wrinkles on their faces exposed to the wind and sun, which is very vicissitudes of life.
There are seven of them, headed by the yellow-haired youth Lu Ran. At the beginning of the year, Lu Ran said that he found a way to make money from some kind of forum, it was quite simple, he just played several characters in a game.
At first, no one believed it. Especially the migrant workers, who don't usually touch the forum, thought he was playing tricks after hearing this.
But Lu Ran immediately took out the money, a handful of bright pink bills. Such a flash in front of several people made their hearts flutter and their eyes rolled accordingly.
"How about it?" Lu Ran dipped in his saliva, counted the large stack of money, and finally slapped it in his hands again, the thick money loosened, like a flower whose roots were tightly grasped Hua, "Will you go?"
Migrant workers who usually earn hard money can't move their eyes. There are tens of thousands of such thick stacks.
"Go, go!"
"I still have to find a few more," Lu Ran said, "This game... the more beginners get in, the better."
When he said this, he didn't feel guilty at all. In fact, more newbies get in, which is only good for him—he will snatch all the achievement points, and the rest will be able to barely make money, and the big head will be his.
If you don't bring newcomers in, it's a group of veterans competing with him for achievement points. This is the same as students doing questions. Those who do more questions will definitely score higher.
Of course, Lu Ran wanted to find someone with a low competition coefficient.
He smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't cheat you, I'm optimistic about the other two. If you come, you will definitely get more money than them."
This is also pure nonsense, but Lu Ran has told too many lies, and this kind of lie is completely trivial.
Not worth mentioning.
After making up a group of seven people, he officially chose to enter the "Dead Man" game, and opened a copy of the game randomly. The result was as he wished. At this time, "The Dead" did not have a mandatory novice teaching session, and he successfully brought all the other six people into the team instance.
The task this time is to prepare a birthday party for the young master in the manor. Their starting point is three kilometers away from the manor, and they need to walk to the manor by themselves and pass the interview with the butler.
The first test appeared on the way. This place is full of swamps, and each one is deeper than the other. They were exhausted from the preparatory stage. The red-haired girl scolded her mother several times, and her words gradually evolved towards being blocked. Fortunately, they finally arrived at the manor safely. Lu Ran knocked on the back door. It took a long time before he saw a servant come to answer the door. His eyes stayed on their dirty clothes for a long time.
"Did you come here to apply for a job?"
Lu Ran said "Yes", and was led in immediately, "Come in."
The red-haired girl was already hungry and tired, and hurriedly walked inside. After seeing the decoration of the manor, she couldn't help but let out a loud exclamation: "Damn!"
Lu Ran gave her a hard look, but before she recovered, she lost her voice and said, "This is too..."
Her eyes lingered in the gorgeous wallpaper, soft carpet, and all kinds of classical and exquisite furniture. The sunlight coming in from the window made it look like it was painted in an oil painting, completely different from the darkness outside.
Compared with the swamp thorns outside, this is seriously decorated. It's as if this dungeon only prefers this corner, and the outside is just dealing with it casually.
Too rich!
Not only she thought so, but the rest of the people felt the same way. They couldn't take their eyes off these things, and they were even a little ashamed.
"Shall we change our clothes first?"
"No need," the male servant led them, and said calmly, "Your appearance can just make the young master smile."
"..."
Understood.
The reason why we are like this is to be a tool for this young master to make fun of.
The tool man from No. 1 to No. 7 suddenly understood his position.
They followed the footman up the corner stairs and stopped in front of the butler's room. The male servant stepped forward first, knocked on the door cautiously, and got the answer from inside: "Come in."
Then the male servant turned the doorknob and said, "Here comes the applicants."
The answering voice inside was very young, like a young man, "Let them in."
Lu Ran's heart skipped a beat, knowing that what he was about to meet was the important NPC who would guide their mission, so he couldn't help but let out a breath first, and then walked in slowly. The first thing I saw was the two tables inside. The books on the tables were exactly the same, and even the placement was basically the same. A handsome young man with blue eyes was sitting behind one of them. , took off the glasses with a thin gold chain tied to his face.
He doesn't look like a housekeeper, but more like a young master who is rich and delicate. The collar is not so tightly buttoned, which shows that the nature is not as strict as it is shown, but more lively.
However, his eyes were full of lofty conjectures. Under such a pair of eyes, Lu Ran couldn't help being a little nervous after going through several dungeons, and it took him a long time to introduce himself after stumbling.
"I'd like to try out your position here."
The butler was still staring at him, his eyes reminded Lu Ran of an eagle that found its prey.
"very good."
He said indifferently, and then went straight to the topic, "We only need a few people to help us for a short time to prepare for the young master's birthday party. The birthday party will be in seven days. During these seven days, if your If your performance satisfies the young master, you will naturally get a reward that satisfies you."
Lu Ran immediately focused on a few words in his mind. For seven days, to satisfy the young master, the butler didn't even mention anyone else. This also means that during the seven days, that young master's evaluation will be the only criterion for judging their final achievement points.
That couldn't be easier - he can even give up the usual tasks, just try to gain the favorability of the young master.
"However," the butler added, "there is one point that needs to be emphasized."
His gaze swept over several people one by one, and every time he passed one, that person unconsciously shrank his shoulders, as if someone had stabbed him with a knife.
There was an almost cold warning on the butler's face.
"Everyone is not allowed to touch the young master. Not even the hem of his clothes or his hair."
"Once found, they will be expelled immediately."
"Don't make the young master angry," he said slowly, "If the young master is in a bad mood one day..."
He didn't finish his words, but the others already understood the meaning. If the young master is in a bad mood and the housekeeper finds out, their mission may be regarded as a direct failure.
In other words, their final outcome is now tied to the so-called young master alone.
This is actually a disturbing condition. After all, whether a person is in a good mood or not, how can they decide
Lu Ran was a little worried.
The butler then ordered some things, most of which were related to the young master, and clearly stated the young master's likes and dislikes. A few players memorized it silently, and after a long time, the red-haired girl finally couldn't help asking: "But we haven't met the young master yet.... Should we go and see him first?"
The butler frowned, and said coldly, "No need."
He didn't give a reason at all, and directly expelled several people from the room indifferently, and arranged for them to go to work separately. In any case, they didn't expect to be separated as soon as they came in, and looked at Lu Ran for a while, feeling a little at a loss.
"What are you looking at me for?" Lu Ran lowered his voice and lectured harshly, "Hurry up! Do whatever you want!"
"But," the migrant worker said timidly, "I don't even know what to do..."
Lu Ran said angrily: "Can't work? How did you make money before?"
Only then did the rest of them suddenly realize, and hurriedly dispersed. That is to say, it is actually still a part-time job, but the part-time job has been changed from outside to the game, and the essence is still the same.
On the contrary, they are more able to do it in a down-to-earth manner.
After they all walked away, Lu Ran glanced upstairs alone, his eyes were full of the light that must be won.
…
In the upstairs room, a figure slowly stepped out of the bathtub. A young man with the same green eyes stood on one side, and immediately spread out a large bath towel, wrapping the person out of the bath tightly from head to toe.
He was the same as the housekeeper in the downstairs room, except that he was dressed in extremely strict clothes, and there was no trace of inappropriateness from head to toe. He wiped the wet hair of the person in front of him with his hands, and after drying, he carefully wiped the other person's feet.
Wiping and rubbing, his lips couldn't help touching his feet slightly.
Its demeanor is close to that of believers kissing the gods they believe in.
The young master didn't care about these things, maybe he was used to it. He was wrapped in a towel, and his voice was a little unclear, "Will he come back?"
"You mean master?"
"right."
"Master still has other things to deal with," the young man said, and picked him up from the chair, walked through several doors, and placed him on the big bed filled with dolls, "but he will definitely come back for your birthday party. "
The young master buried his head in the cloud-like quilt, as if he was not very happy because of this answer. The young man added: "However, because I was afraid that you would be bored, I arranged for a few newcomers to enter the manor. Today, they all came through the swamp and came here dirty. I have already asked someone to draw the scene at that time .”
The young master suddenly sat up, his eyes sparkling again.
The young man sighed slightly, as if there was nothing he could do about it, "You..."
"Can you accompany me?" The young master interrupted him and whispered, "Can you let them play with me for a while?"
The young man remained motionless, knowing clearly in his heart that he couldn't do it. He is clearer than anyone else about the master's possessiveness, and even they all have the same possessive desire that cannot be expressed. The young master should only belong to them, be served by them, and be under their protection. Strangers undoubtedly equate to crises.
But the young master is only in his teens. When he was poor and bored, they were willing to do anything to make him happy.
master.
This is the first rule of action written into their bones.
"Of course," the young man finally said, "but you still have to keep a distance—I will arrange for them to play with you from a distance."
He gently pinched the young master's slender ankle, and stuffed it under the quilt.
"Please rest well tonight."
The princess and the pea in the bed, the canary in the cage.
A reserved and delicate creature that is only suitable for being imprisoned.
—He occasionally has a little tyrannical thoughts.
for example.
He blew out the candle and walked past the doll's room.
He also wanted to replace his master and let his young master cry among the dolls.
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