In the dungeon, the sky seems to be getting dark very early.
The candlesticks in the castle were lit one by one, and the silent male servant took Kou Dong to the upstairs room, where dim candles were burning, and there was a soft bed under the bright red curtains.
Kou Dong fell asleep almost as soon as he lay next to the bed. Seeing him close his eyes, the male servant blew out the candlestick and closed the door quietly.
Kou Dong was the only one left in the room.
He didn't open his eyes until there was silence around his ears, and sat up from the bed.
Inactivity at night is naturally impossible. He only had three days, and he was always under the strict supervision of two NPCs during the day, so there was no chance of him escaping from the castle. Just thinking about those two NPCs gave Kou Dong a headache.
so night...
Kou Dong stood in front of the window and opened the heavy curtains. As far as the eye can see, there is a fir forest that can hardly be seen; only by looking carefully can one distinguish the sharp top of the iron gate from the dark bushes.
He had to get out of there.
The room where Kou Dong rests is on the third floor. He rummaged through the room, but found nothing useful to him. The bed sheets and bedding are made of delicate silk, which is beautiful as long as it is beautiful, but it is impossible to bear his weight, and it is impossible to tie it into a rope and teach him to hang it from the window.
In addition, the room is full of flowers everywhere—the flowers are everywhere, even under his pillow, there is a thick layer of them, with a strange smell of decay, squeezing out bright red flowers. flower juice.
Only then did Kou Dong realize that his hands were also stained with flower juice, probably from when he searched for the bed. He searched carefully along the base of the wall, and finally found an abnormal bump in the gap between the cabinet and the wall.
Tear off that piece of wallpaper, and there is half a piece of paper hidden behind it.
Kou Dong unfolded the paper and lit the candle sideways. Sitting on the bedside, he saw the messy words on the paper, as if someone had written them down in a panic:
"The demons covet the beautiful skin and regard it as their most precious collection.
Stranger, buried under jewels..."
The handwriting of the second half of the sentence became more and more unreadable, and Kou Dong had to work hard to distinguish it. He gestured with his hands in the direction where the handwriting extended, and suddenly trembled, vaguely feeling something was wrong.
He raised the candlestick, and suddenly moved to a wall that he hadn't noticed all along.
There are several paintings hanging on the wall, like portraits of the puppy's parents. Kou Dong looked at them carefully. This noble couple was wrapped in robes full of folds and patterns. Under the thick wigs were two pale faces.
At first glance, nothing special.
Kou Dong was silent for a while, and slowly extinguished the candle in his hand. The room fell into darkness again. He didn't sit back on the bed, but stood behind the side cabinet, staring at the two portraits without blinking.
After a while, the black pupils on the portrait suddenly moved.
They turned around in the eye sockets of the person in the painting, searching around, but they didn't seem to find the hidden Kou Dong.
This movement was quite subtle, if Kou Dong hadn't been staring at it, he would almost have thought it was his own illusion.
When Kou Dong went to take a closer look, there were only four empty holes left.
The eyes that were just attached to the back, are gone.
Kou Dong stood in front of the cabinet, a fine layer of sweat oozing from his back.
He squeezed the paper in his hand tightly and stuffed it into his sleeve first. Then he froze, hesitated for a while, and hid the paper back on the interlayer behind the rail, before lying back on the bed.
Before he pulled up the quilt, there was a light knock on the door.
Tuk, tuk, tuk.
The voice was monotonous and boring, but there was a smile in the tone of the people outside.
"Are you in there," he said softly, "my brother, my bride?"
"..."
Kou Dong's heart beat wildly, he turned his face to the side, but didn't answer.
The little milk dog knocked on the door for the second time, and his voice seemed to be full of joy.
"Are you in there," he repeated, "my brother, my bride?"
This time there was still no answer, so he pushed open the door, strode in, and went straight to the big bed. His eyes were shining in the darkness, filled with unspeakable excitement, he couldn't wait to reach out and touch the bed—
Kou Dong suddenly said, "Are you looking for me?"
"..."
The NPC's movements stagnated in the air.
"Brother..." he said slowly, "So you are here."
The sound was full of disappointment, and he licked his lips.
"I thought my brother wouldn't listen to me..."
Kou Dong remained calm: "I just fell asleep."
He looked at the person in front of him searchingly, and said, "But you woke me up now, I can't sleep anymore."
"Is that so?" the NPC said, looking a little anxious, "Shall I ask for a cup of hot cocoa for my brother?"
Kou Dong cut off his words, "Take me for a walk around here."
After he said this, he stared at the little milk dog's face.
The curtains were drawn, and there was a dim light in the room. The corners of the NPC's lips curled up, and he said slowly, "No way."
This sentence did not surprise Kou Dong, he stared at the little milk dog.
"If you go out at night, you are not a good boy." The little milk dog breathed a little coldly, and stroked the side of Kou Dong's face with his fingers, almost intoxicated. Is it full?"
Kou Dong shivered slightly, he couldn't believe it was something the little milk dog he had captured could say.
Especially after saying it, the little milk dog still looked yearning, as if wishing that Kou Dong had just been caught by him when he went out...
Kou Dong: "..."
This NPC has always been pure and sweet in the settings, so simple to die, but also as sweet and clingy as a piece of toffee. The player gave him a nickname, called Milk Sweetener.
If it was something else, Kou Dong really didn't dare to try it out.
But now, toffee sweetener is almost turning into sesame sweetener.
...Look at this broken game, what kind of NPC collapses!
Kou Dong was heartbroken.
He seemed to understand at this moment what would happen if it fell into the hands of the NPC. This group of NPCs who liked him close to full could eat him on the spot.
He is a love game live anchor, why on earth did he have to encounter these things? ! !
Kou Dong stopped talking about going out at night. This made the little milk dog look very regretful, and it took a long time to stand up and said: "Then brother, rest."
Kou Dong buried his face in the quilt, thinking, if he could fall asleep, he would have seen a ghost.
He said to the system: "Is what he said true or false? I am a game streamer with integrity."
It is impossible to sell meat in the game!
Game system: [Please consider the players themselves.]
"It's fake," Kou Dong hoped. "It doesn't conform to the core values of socialism. Aren't you afraid of being reported?"
The game system is as dead-faced as ever, even the punctuation marks have not changed, [players please consider for themselves.]
Kou Dong was angry.
"If you pull me in and don't tell me clearly, don't you say that I complained?"
This time, the system finally changed the sentence, [If the player has any doubts about the game content, it is recommended that you call our customer service number after exiting the game.]
Kou Dong almost didn't mention it in one breath.
Is this talking in human language? After quitting the game, call the customer service number—that must be done after he quits!
But he is the only player at the moment...
Kou Dong is bald.
The only good thing is that you only need to avoid the groom. Avoiding the little milk dog alone is not a big problem, and it is not impossible to plan an escape route.
If an NPC is added... then he is really going to die.
Kou Dong sorted out the current situation, if the light is lit at night, it will attract eyes to peep secretly.
If the eyes do not see him, the little milk dog will come to find someone immediately.
This basically cut off his possibility of lighting at night.
If you want to act in the dark...
Kou Dong thought for a while, and at dawn, he took out the half piece of paper and read it again.
"For strangers, buried under the jewels, bones have piled up into mountains.
Rotten flowers, rotten grass.
At the end of the night, the judgment of the Lord will come. "
Kou Dong didn't come up with any clues, so he had to memorize these few sentences and stuffed the paper back. This choice was correct, because after the servant arrived, he changed his clothes and searched the bed, as if to find something.
But in the end nothing was found, and the manservant had to take him out.
In the corridor, Kou Dong asked, "Who lives in the room on my left?"
He was talking about the room with prying eyes.
The male servant led the way dutifully, and replied: "That is the wedding room between you and your lord, and there is no one living in it at present."
He turned around, stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
Kou Dong walked inside and saw a long table full of food. Now there are only two people sitting at the table, one is the uncle, and the other is the little milk dog.
There were only three chairs at the table, and besides the one they were sitting on, there was only one vacant.
It's right in the middle of them.
Kou Dong: "..."
Can he choose to sit on the ground
He stood still, but the little milk dog saw him first when he looked up, and waved to him with a smile.
"Brother, come quickly!"
Kou Dong felt a little cramping in his calf. He will never forget that he caused the NPC to be blackened because he stepped on four boats.
Right now, I'm sitting between two blackened NPCs...
Kou Dong reluctantly said, "I'm not hungry."
... Looking at you two, I really can't eat it.
The uncle NPC also turned his head sideways, and when he glanced at it, he seemed to have fallen headfirst into a snowdrift, which made people tremble all over.
"Sit down and eat," he said lightly, "after eating, someone will bring the wedding dress."
Kou Dong: "...?"
Kou Dong gradually showed hesitation on his face, and said, "You said the wedding dress—"
Am I wrong? It should be a dress, right
"Of course it's a wedding dress," the little milk dog laughed. "The first time I saw my brother, I was imagining how my brother would look in a wedding dress—hey, I can follow you to the dressing room later, right?"
The latter sentence is not for Kou Dong, but for Uncle.
The uncle's white napkin pressed the corner of his lips slightly before he replied: "Yes."
The little milk dog gave a small cheer.
The uncle just completed the second half of the sentence, and said unhurriedly: "I will go too."
"Of course," said the little milk dog, "after all, my brother is our bride—"
Kou Dong: "...?"
Kou Dong: "...??"
Kou Dong: "...??!!!!"
His eyes suddenly went black.
Oh heh.
God is going to kill me.