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The dining room is large, with a long table in the middle, so long that the people sitting at the opposite ends can only shout and talk. The white tablecloth was littered with a few empty plates and forks, as well as three or four fallen candlesticks.

Directly above the table there was a chandelier, larger than the one in the living room, but it was no longer lit, and the dining room was lit by the sconces on the walls.

The wooden chairs were scattered in a mess, several of them lying horizontally on the ground, already cobwebbed.

When Yuruo heard the system prompt, he only paused for a second, and then continued to search, the expression on his face was still as cold as ice.

It was still the sad spirit who smiled and said first: "That big brother who looks very powerful hangs up." ”

"Awesome?" Like rain, "How do you see it?" ”

"The level is relatively high, and I'm still a professional player." The sad spirit replied.

Ruyu Ruoli picked up a piece of tablecloth with his sword, did not stop searching, and replied casually: "Our level will also be higher, and we can also 'call ourselves' professional players." ”

"Cousin...... You raise the bar with me again. The sad spirit looked at the rain and muttered, "Now that the professional players are all hanging, is it okay if you are still so calm?" ”

At this time, Ruyu Ruoli took out a letter from under the table and only said four words: "Plot item." ”

[Name: Ink-stained letters]

[Genre: Drama related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Unknown]

[Can I bring out the script: No]

[Note: The contents of the letter are partially obscured by ink and rendered illegible.] 】

She reached out and handed the letter to the sad smiler, as she said, "It's unlikely that this thing was under the table in the first place, it must have been reset after the 'Invincible Brave' died." ”

The sad spirit took the letter, unfolded it and looked at it, then put it in the bag he carried around his waist, and licked his lips: "Hmm...... Assuming that this letter is one of the clues to crack the main story, there is a possibility that the person carrying this letter will be attacked by some unknown force in this house and be in a very dangerous situation, so ......"

"So even the pros are dead?" Like rain.

"Hmm...... But it's weird. The sad spirit said: "There are four of them, why only one died, and it is still the strongest one?" Is it ......?"

"There's no need to be 'embarrassed'." Feng Bujue's voice suddenly sounded, and he walked in from the door: "Obviously, we are acting separately. ”

Both the rain and the sad spirit turned their heads to look at him, and Feng Buyi continued: "And judging from the fact that he has already hit the street, this 'strongest' should also be marked with a question mark." ”

"He's a higher level than you, and he's a pro." Like rain said to Feng unconsciously, she directly copied the words used by the sad spirit to persuade herself.

"My level will also be higher, and I can also 'call myself' a pro gamer, is that strong?" Feng Bujue replied casually.

The sad spirit snickered, almost laughing out loud.

Ruoyu's expression changed slightly: "How long have you been here?" ”

"Just arrived, what's wrong?" Feng Bujue said, he really didn't hear the conversation between the two before, only the last sentence of the sad spirit.

Like rain was silent for two seconds, and said, "You discovered the side quest of the Ghost Palace?" ”

"yes." Feng Bujue replied: "I found the first and fifth paragraphs, did you find the other two?" ”

The sad spirit shook his head and denied, "No, there are a lot of traps along the way. ”

Like rain and road; "What exactly is the Ghost Palace? Text? Or is it an item? ”

"It's a poem." Wang Sizhi also appeared at the door of the restaurant, and Long Aomin was next to him.

"Good time." Feng Bujue said: "Which section did you find?" ”

"The good news is...... We found two paragraphs. Long Aomin said.

"The bad news is...... We can't carry it. Wang sighed with a face that was not ashamed, but proud.

"Probably retell a few impressions." Feng Bujue said.

The two of them talked about four or five sentences, and only a few words.

After listening to it, Feng Bujue said: "It should be the second and third paragraphs......" Then, he did something very amazing, he said the two paragraphs that Xiao Si and Brother Long found in their entirety, and asked them if they were right.

"Brother Jue...... What's the situation? The king sighed and exclaimed, "You are secretly following us?" ”

"This room was born from my memories in reality, in fact, I am a serial murderer, and this is one of my strongholds." Feng Bujue said calmly: "The 'Ghost Palace' you saw was written on the wall when I was idle and had nothing to do. ”

Wang sighed as if his jaw was dislocated, his mouth was open, his eyes widened and he looked at Feng Bujue, and his mind was in a mess.

Ten seconds later, Feng Bujue said to him: "You are the only one who has not reacted to this joke until now." ”

"Hahaha......" Long Aomin suddenly laughed, just now he quickly understood that this was Feng Bujue joking, but he didn't think it was funny, but Wang Xizhi's reaction was really speechless.

"This crazy gentleman, the cold joke is over, can you tell me the actual situation?" The sad spirit said: "Not only do you know the order of those paragraphs, but you can even memorize the content, then you must know the origin of the poem 'Ghost Palace'?" ”

"This poem is from Poe's short story "The Collapse of Usher House", and I believe that this script is also derived from this article. He moved a stool and sat down: "Has any of you read it?" ”

"No~" In addition to the rain, the other three replied in a lengthened voice like elementary school students answering the teacher's questions in unison.

"No, his novels aren't really good." Feng Bujue said: "Poe is a high-end ruffian, gambling, alcoholism, chasing the royal sister, and marrying Lori." He wrote satirical throughout his life, and most of his novels focused only on the atmosphere, ignoring the plot, and sometimes doing some opportunistic things, such as at the beginning of "Lygia", he made up a random paragraph and added a dash to say that it was Joseph Granville's remarks, and if there had been a search engine in the nineteenth century, this guy would have been dragged out by the critics long ago. ”

"Sounds like you're a die-hard fan...... "Rain said coldly.

"It sounds like you're envious, jealous, and hateful......" The sad spirit smiled and cast a disdainful gaze.

"The more I listen, the more I look like you......" Wang sighed.

"Crazy brother, you respect yourself......" Long Aomin didn't know what to say, so he could only persuade him.

Feng stood up unconsciously, and held on without changing his face: "I just know a little bit about it, it's not a ......."

"You can even memorize that poem, so don't explain it." Rain interrupted.

"This sister ......," Feng said unconsciously.

"Are you Guigeng? Call me sister. ”

"This girl ......"

"You call again."

Feng Bujue took a deep breath: "Like a woman...... Actually, I'm quite well-read......"

"Mr. Mad, you really don't have to explain it to me." A subtle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Feng Bujue was stunned for about three seconds, and then turned around casually and said, "Today's wind is so noisy......

Long Aomin felt embarrassed, "Crazy brother, you don't have to worry too much about it even if it's exposed, let's continue to look for clues." ”

Feng Bujue almost spurted out of his throat with a mouthful of old blood, and said in his heart: Isn't it over if you just say the second half of the sentence, is the first half of the sentence mending?

"By the way, I was just about to ask you, don't you think it's strange?" Feng Bujue said: "Why did we all come to the restaurant?" The structure of this house is supposed to change, and we are gathered at the same time, does that mean ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "bang", and the only door of the restaurant closed on its own.

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