Kou Dong didn't fall asleep all night, thinking over and over again the meaning of the last sentence. Because of his uneasy mood, he simply lit the lamp and planned to search the house again.
As a result, as soon as the candle was lit, the owner of the eyes behind the photo came to visit in time.
Kou Dong: "..."
This time I was really angry.
He took out a pair of small silver scissors from the room, the blades were shining, facing those black pupils.
Silently watching him from behind, his eyes quickly rolled twice in their sockets, and Kou Dong actually saw the meaning of grievance from it.
He couldn't help thinking angrily, what a ghost are you wronged
Didn't you come to spy on me
He silently raised the candle in his hand again, as if to burn it.
Eye:"… "
The eyes quickly withdrew from the back of the canvas, leaving two empty black holes in that place.
The system is simply convincing, threatening the NPC in the game, what kind of show operation is this!
Kou Dong doesn't care about these things, just scare the things away. He sat cross-legged on the bed alone, and carefully arranged the clues. In order to prevent the little milk dog from coming to the door and chattering with him again, he turned off the light early and lay curled up under the quilt.
The curtains were not drawn tightly, and the moonlight pouring in from outside was pale.
Kou Dong thought of those bones buried under the inner room. They glowed in the light of those jewels... and so did they.
He frowned, almost forcing himself to close his eyes.
When he opened it again, his eyes suddenly went dark. Kou Dong sat up and realized that it was the housekeeper who had closed the curtains again.
It was daylight.
The butler turned around, respectfully said to Kou Dong who was still on the bed: "It's time to get up, young master. On a day like today, you can't get up late."
The snow-white wedding dress was hanging on the side, and the skirts were layered and dragged to the ground. Kou Dong smelled the rotten flowers again, as if the dress had been soaked in flower juice for several days and nights, which made people inexplicably nauseated.
"I will dress you up after breakfast," the butler whispered, "do you have any other orders?"
Without waiting for the master's answer, he slowly withdrew and went out, "In this case, please allow me to retire temporarily—"
"-wait."
Kou Dong suddenly stopped him.
The butler straightened up again, and looked at him questioningly.
"you… ?"
Kou Dong is playing with a flower in his hand. He took the flower out from under the bed sheet, the juice in the petals had been squeezed to nothing, and it was bright red.
He held the flower in his hand and waved it in front of the butler. The wrists are white, and the hands are also white. The pampered and pampered nobleman's skin was pale from head to toe.
"See?" He said casually, "The flower has already died."
With a light flick of his hand, the flower twirled and landed on the carpet next to the butler's boots.
But the butler didn't even move his eyes, he was still staring at him.
"what do you mean?"
"I want new flowers," Kou Dong said, "I'm going to get married soon, so I should be worthy of new things, right?"
He pointed out the window. Just at the edge of the fir forest, there was a low rose-bush, with fresh buds trembling and shaking under the dew.
"I want the best one, and I want it now."
The housekeeper looked at him for a while, and finally replied: "I will follow your orders."
The sound of his boots faded away, and Kou Dong lay on the window sill, propping his face lazily on his elbows. He quickly saw the figure of the housekeeper from the window, and the man leaned down to select carefully, and then carefully cut them out with small scissors, and served them to him in a vase filled with water.
Kou Dong narrowed his eyes to observe his movements, but found nothing unusual. When the butler came back to report, he carefully stared at the other party's exposed hands and face, and found nothing unusual.
Perhaps a wrong guess? Doesn't that mean "the end of the night" in the clue
Kou Dong glanced, the task countdown has entered the last day.
He couldn't help but recall the days when he read files in the past...
Game system: [The dungeon is about to end, what method will the player use to escape?]
Kou Dong also thought about it carefully, and then said from the bottom of his heart: "Is it possible to be seduced by sex?"
system:[… ?]
Kou Dong: "It's like I take off my clothes first, then let them take a shower first, and I take the opportunity to run away..."
It's okay to buy some bedding first.
system:[… ? ? ?]
What the hell kind of game is this
[Please note that this game is currently classified as "Horror".]
Kou Dong sighed, and said in a miserable voice, "But I only know how to play love games..."
He wiped his eyes, feeling even more sad.
"Hey, I think you are just embarrassing my kitten."
A few days ago, I watched him burn down the castle's system: […]
Ugh.
It's fake.
Kou Donghuo seemed to have been greatly wronged, turned around and went downstairs to eat.
As far as he knows, there should be a tradition in the western world that the bride and groom should not meet in advance on the wedding day, otherwise it will bring bad luck. But obviously the NPCs don't care about bad luck, and now they are all sitting in the restaurant to welcome him.
Kou Dong's temples would thump just when he saw them, and he tried not to be the meeting point of their eyes.
But the little milk dog didn't seem to see his eyes dodging at all, and sweetly played an emotional scene beside him: "Tonight, my brother can finally be my bride."
With fiery light in his eyes, he bent down and touched Kou Dong's hand on the table with his lips.
The back of the hand was so white, like frozen milk.
Kou Dong shrank his hand back, but did not avoid it—the little milk dog turned his face to the side, and when he lifted it up slowly, there was a slight smile in his dark brown eyes.
"Don't avoid me... Brother."
His lips were also cold, as if they had touched a piece of ice. When Kou Dong's warm flesh touched him, he couldn't help shivering slightly.
The little milk dog's voice is sweet and greasy, and it can almost draw silk from the middle.
"After all, brother doesn't want to be eaten by wild beasts outside, right?"
He mentioned the beast again. Kou Dong stared at him, and vaguely saw two small canine teeth.
"—yes," he said finally, without moving any more.
The godfather didn't lift his head the whole time, he sat alone at the table and sipped his cup of black tea. At this moment, he put the cup in the cup and plate, and said coldly: "Eat."
It was a horn, and the remaining two also picked up the cutlery again.
After eating, Kou Dong took a fork away without a trace by putting away the napkin.
Now in this old castle, there are only two places he didn't go to - the rooms of two NPCs. Kou Dong pondered between the two, and finally chose the little milk dog. After all, from the current point of view, the little milk dog is obviously the one who is more suitable for the devil.
He went upstairs under the pretext of sneaking in after dinner, and trotted all the way to the viscount's room while no one was paying attention. When passing by the window, Kou Dong looked down and saw the butler who was guarding the door as firmly as Mount Tai.
It's so unreasonable to still guard the door at this time!
Kou Dong was a little annoyed, but when he stretched out his hand to push the door, he became even angrier.
Fuck, it's still locked.
Obviously, the servants' rooms are not locked. Isn't this clearly discriminatory
Kou Dong muttered: "I blame other countries for their human rights situation all the time, and I feel that their own human rights situation is not getting any better... Fortunately, I have the foresight to bring this."
He took the silver fork from his pocket.
The game system raised a question mark from the bottom of its heart.
"Have you seen a spy movie?" Kou Dong was enthusiastic, "A lot of spies use this kind of thing to open the lock!"
System: [... The player has relevant skills?]
Kou Dong is not a game anchor, how could he be so sneaky
The player pondered for a while, and replied: "No."
[…]
"It depends on luck," Kou Dong said, gritted his teeth, "The bunch of keys are all hung around the butler's waist, the location is a bit awkward, I really don't want to touch that place..."
Especially the butler is still a rag doll, and it is covered with someone's skin, it is disgusting to think about it.
Kou Dong rubbed his hands together and said, "I'll try."
The heart of the system is full of desolation.
I'm afraid the player is not a fool, can he try this
Silver forks are soft and change shape extremely easily. Kou Dong was careful, fearing that it would break, he tentatively twisted it a few times, but it didn't work.
He took out the key again, took a serious breath, then stuffed it in again, screwing it back and forth—
The system finally couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly: [It is recommended that players do not speculate, and solve problems seriously—]
Before the words were finished, a very light "click" sound was heard suddenly, and then the doorknob moved and slowly opened a crack.
Kou Dong: "!!!"
system:"!!!"
Kou Dong stared at his hand, and couldn't help muttering: "Fuck, it's okay..."
system:[…]
It wants to say the same thing!
Kou Dong happily praised himself, "It's really the hand of God."
So he pulled the door open and got in.
The first intuitive feeling is cold.
It was so cold that the air was blowing through every bone, and I couldn't help shivering. His hand touched the wall, which was covered with a thick layer of frost.
At first glance, the viscount's room was no different from other people's rooms. It is also a tall four-poster bed, with curtains that hang down to the bottom of the bed, and soft and rich carpets. Perhaps it was because it had been cleaned, and there was no trace of someone sleeping on the bed.
There is a buckskin glove on the bed, as if it has been played with many times. Kou Dong picked up the glove, and realized something was wrong - it was not something that a little milk dog could put on.
The noble gloves at this time were all sewn out by tailors according to their measurements, so it was impossible that they did not fit the owner's size. Instead, it fit in his hand, just right.
Appears to be the original owner's item.
This thing is still on the bedside...
Kou Dong couldn't help showing disgust, "Hey."
Could it be for some special purpose, he hurriedly threw the glove away.
There are no flower petals under the puppy's bed, but it also smells like rotten flowers. Kou Dong searched along the smell, but he didn't find any flowers. Instead, he found a huge wooden box under the bed, which was unlocked.
He originally thought that there should be flowers in this box, but he didn't expect to see a bright red after opening it, which made him close the box lid all of a sudden.
... what is it
Kou Dong held his breath slightly. He slowly opened the lid again, and finally discerned what was inside.
It's meat.
The thing that piles up the boxes is meat.
The meat was piled up in large chunks, with traces of being cut on it, and ice cubes that hadn't fully melted were placed beside it, and the strange smell came from here. Kou Dong finally understood why the temperature in the room was so low. If it was too high, how could the freshness of the meat be guaranteed
He closed his eyes and wanted to comfort himself that these were the flesh and blood of animals, but there was a firmer voice in his heart to refute him—
no.
Those dead servants, they only found the skin and bones, but the flesh was never found.
His throat was a little nauseous, and when he stood up, he found a gold plate and gold tableware on the table. Take it closer and smell it, it is also the same strange fragrance.
Pickled by such flowers every day, even after death, will the flesh and blood emit this smell
Kou Dong sniffed his body.
He couldn't tell whether it was the fragrance in the room...or the fragrance from him.
Kou Dong didn't stay in the room for long. He was afraid of arousing the suspicion of the NPC, so he quickly came out and went to the kitchen again.
As soon as he appeared on the stairs, the elusive butler stood in the hall and bent over to him: "Master, please come in, it's time to take a bath."
Stepping out of the warm pool, the butler has wrapped him up in a large towel, wiping off all the slippery drops of water.
Then came underwear, corsets, panniers, inner skirts, outer skirts.
The huge skirt hung down from his body, like a flower lying on the ground upside down.
He was wrapped in snow-white lace, with gauze and silk clinging to his delicate skin. A slender neck protruded from the neckline, as white as a handful of snow.
He was piled out of snow, and could melt in one breath.
The butler puts on the shoes for him and fastens the last buckle. The roses picked in the morning were stuck on his chest, the veil blocked his vision, and everything in front of him became hazy. He sat by the side, bowing his head slightly, like a perfect virgin bride.
"Please wait first..."
The butler said in a low voice, and immediately closed the door. He stood beside the bride, holding on to the gold pocket watch, but his hands trembled slightly.
Kou Dong asked vaguely under the veil, "Housekeeper?"
"It's all right..." the butler tried his best to say, but his voice was a bit vague, "It's all right, all right."
Having said that, he slumped to the ground uncontrollably. Kou Dong suddenly lifted the veil in front of him, subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull him, only then did he see what was spreading on the housekeeper's hand and face——
It's all thin, white lines. Those lines seemed to be branded on, and now they are all glowing. The housekeeper stroked his face with trembling hands, and let out intermittent wailing.
At the same time, his body swelled up like a balloon, as if someone inserted a straw through those lines and blew hard at him. His limbs were gradually rounded by blowing, and his voice became thin and sharp.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Hot, hot—ahhh!"
This scene was something that Kou Dong never expected. He subconsciously picked up the pillow on the bed and threw himself on the man, trying to relieve some of his pain—but this step was useless, the butler fell to the ground trembling, struggling and curled up into a ball.
"Master," he made a ho-ho low sound from his throat, "Master... you, your flower—"
Kou Dong subconsciously dodged back, thinking that he decided to kill himself.
However, the butler used that hand to firmly grab Kou Dong's foot. Immediately, he desperately leaned over, exhausted the last bit of strength in his body, and pressed his trembling lips on the instep of Kou Dong's feet.
Kou Dong was in pain from being caught by the housekeeper, and his skin was burned with bruises. But he didn't care about anything else at the moment, he just stared into the housekeeper's eyes.
Those eyes were extremely sad, but they also revealed the joy of dying well. He kept his lips on his master's skin, and pressed a kiss with all his might.
Then, with a bang, he exploded completely.
Puffs of ashes fell all over Kou Dong. The fragrance of flowers in his nostrils burst out suddenly, and the overwhelming fragrance even made people feel dizzy.
Kou Dong slammed his hand on the bed, realizing an almost absurd fact.
"system."
The game system did not make a sound.
"… He loves me."
Kou Dong murmured, almost unbelievable, "He loves me..."
"..."
"He killed himself, would he rather pick that flower for me?"
It was only a temptation. Kou Dong just wanted to know if they could move freely in daylight.
but housekeeping...
The butler was not the NPC he attacked, how could such an ending happen
Kou Dong was sitting there in a daze, when suddenly he heard a soft knock on the door. The person who walked in was a well-dressed Viscount. He clearly saw the puddle of ashes on the ground, but he just smiled nonchalantly and stretched out his hand towards him.
"It's going to be late," he said. "It's time to go, my bride."
The downstairs has been completely furnished, with bunches of white roses tied up on the stairs, and the petals are thickly laid on the ground. A long table was placed in the hall, and the precious porcelain and jewelry shone brightly together, and the faint light of candles illuminated the hall.
The sound of music came from nowhere, pure and melodious.
Kou Dong's long skirt flicked fine flowers, he walked down the stairs slowly, and the godfather was waiting there.
The bride then put her hand on the godfather's hand, and they walked slowly towards the Viscount who was waiting not far away. The Viscount adjusted his bow tie with his hands, and there was no fake joy on his face.
The godfather's hand was also cold, and he slowly squeezed his hand tightly.
"Don't worry," the Viscount said softly, pulling Kou Dong's other hand up, "We have a lot, a lot of time. Brother..."
Fragments of light shone in his eyes, he was close to Kou Dong's veil, and his fingers stroked the bride's forehead hair.
He took a slight breath.
"Brother, even the strands of hair are fragrant now."
Kou Dong shuddered uncontrollably.
But the little milk dog didn't seem to notice at all, and still surrounded him, rubbing his ears intently.
"Since the first day I saw my brother, I've been imagining what my brother would taste like..." The Viscount smiled slightly, and licked his canine teeth. The smile was clearly tender and tender, but it revealed a cold and bloodthirsty meaning. , "If the adults didn't stop me, my brother would have been eaten by me a long time ago."
The godfather frowned, and said coldly, "It's fine."
"Okay, okay..." The little milk dog seemed unwilling to mutter, still pulling Kou Dong, "Then invite the bride to kiss his groom now."
Kou Dong didn't move, he stood firmly on the spot, as if he didn't hear this sentence at all.
The little milk dog said coquettishly: "Brother..."
"How can this work?"
Under the veil, finally came the soft voice of the bride. He lowered his head slightly, and he could vaguely see the redness on his face through the veil, "Master Viscount, it should be you who came to kiss me."
The viscount was not offended by such words, on the contrary, the bride's tone made him even more pleased. He even laughed deeper, murmured "OK" in a low voice, and raised the veil, looking for the bride's face hidden underneath—
Layers of veils cover the entire field of vision at once. The viscount didn't see the groomed face of the bride, but saw something spilled over him. He was caught off guard and made him close his eyes suddenly, feeling a burning pain in his nose and eyes.
He choked twice and said angrily, "What is this—"
The Viscount couldn't open his eyes, he was in such a mess, and sneezed one after another. The godfather lowered his eyes, unwilling to witness the scene of the two kissing, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw only some powder flying in the air.
But the bride who was standing in front of her has disappeared.
Godfather: "..."
His face slowly turned cold, and he searched around, his eyes finally stopped on the open window.
Ran.
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: Thanks to the wisdom of the general public, anti-wolf spray really works!
Little milk dog: ...
What
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Kou Dong: slipped away.
Godfather: What to run, we all love you.
Kou Dong: ... I don't need such love, thank you.