Meng Yuan and Xiao Bei glanced at each other, and both of them found the problem here, because the ten people were too calm, and the familiar smile made the two of them have a bad feeling.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of the show, and now I have a half-hour break, and I have prepared the following items for you, the dinner! ~~~”

As Fatil's words fell, he bowed slightly to everyone and walked out the door. And Meng Yuan looked around solemnly, and then walked in the other direction.

Because it is now half an hour of activity time, Meng Yuan hopes to use this time to find out the internal layout of the castle, at least he should figure out how many rooms there are and the functions of the rooms, because Meng Yuan has already felt that this castle is not simple~

"Little ~ you go over there, pay attention to safety ~"

"Yes~host~"

After Meng Yuan and Xiao Bei separated, they walked towards the familiar corridor, where there were many portraits, painted by Fatil. Meng Yuan listened to the door for a while, and after discovering that Fatil was chatting with others on the other end and there was nothing abnormal, Meng Yuan walked towards the depths with confidence.

To be honest, although Fatil's paintings are somewhat abstract, I have to admit that these paintings do have high artistic value and are full of artistic atmosphere. In particular, the painting of the castle in the middle is abstract, but it gives people a real feeling, as if the painting should be like that.

However, Meng Yuan felt that this painting seemed to be different~~ Because in the position of the window, there was an additional figure in white. Meng Yuan remembered that the last time he looked at this painting, there was absolutely no such figure.

"Could it be that he painted it later?"

Meng Yuan couldn't help but guess.

Because the portrait was very abstract, Meng Yuan couldn't see the figure's face clearly, but felt that she should be a woman's figure, and her eyes were painted with red dye, giving people a strange feeling. When paired with the whole castle, it makes her even more different.

The figure in the portrait seems to be standing by the windowsill, looking at the sunset in the distance with red eyes, as if the sunset dyed her eyes red, and as if her eyes reflect the sunset in the west.

"How? My work is good, right? ”

The sudden question made Meng Yuan startled for no reason. "When did he come to me?"

Meng Yuan thought for a moment, and immediately showed a smile and said, "Yes, it's beautiful~ But this painting seems to be different from before?" ”

Fatil took a deep look at Meng Yuan and said, "You are very careful. That's right, I did it again last week, so I made some minor changes. ”

"How? Nice change, right? Especially the sunset girl by the windowsill, she's beautiful, isn't she? For this change, I've exhausted my mental strength~~"

Meng Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, the finishing touch~~ This painting is indeed the most exquisite painting I have ever seen." ”

Fatil patted Meng Yuan's shoulder and said, "Okay, the banquet is about to start, we can't be late~~ If you like painting." Next time, I'll draw one for you~~"

Meng Yuan just smiled and didn't answer, because Meng Yuan always felt that he had something to say.

The venue, just like last time, was filled with all kinds of delicacies on the oversized elongated table, although the food was beautiful, but it was difficult to tell what animal they got from, because all the features were gone~ All you can see is food, at most you can tell whether it is meat or vegetarian.

In the center of the table, ten huge plates were neatly placed this time, with a special Western food lid on them, covering the food in the center, proving that the ten plates were the main dish of the banquet and the most important dish.

"Now I announce ~ the banquet begins!"

As Fatil's words fell, there was another round of applause below.

And Meng Yuan once again resurfaced a familiar feeling, these foods tasted similar to last time, but the dishes were different and the styles were different. Meat, or that kind of meat, and it is not known what kind of animal or plant fruit Fathir is using to make the flesh. Because the taste is completely different from the usual foods such as meat or plant pulp.

"By the way~ I don't know your name yet."

As soon as Meng Yuan turned his head, Fatir had already come to his side, holding a wine glass and smiling gentlemanly at Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan also raised his glass and said, "Meng Yuan~I thought you would know~"

Fathir shrugged his shoulders and said, "How would I know?" When you were chatting with Chen Wan'er, I was standing far away~~ I don't have the habit of eavesdropping on other people's conversations~hehe~~"

Meng Yuan smiled reluctantly, and changed the subject: "Then Mr. Fatil, is your third project still a game?" ”

Fathir replied as a matter of course: "Of course, how? Don't you like that game? ”

"No, no, no" Meng Yuan shook his head very happily and said: "I like it~ This game, I like it very much!" Hehe~"

After finishing speaking, Meng Yuan also raised his eyebrows.

Fathir nodded and said, "Then I wish you a good evening, I'm sorry to miss you for a while." ”

Looking at Fatil's distant figure, Meng Yuan's face became solemn. Meng Yuan felt that it seemed that all his actions had not escaped the other party's eyes, and this feeling was very bad.

Soon, the third project of the evening began, still handing out half-face masks, still dim light, still gasping and moaning of men and women. As for Meng Yuan? Of course, I tried my best to integrate into this collective. And the excuse that Meng Yuan gave himself was, be gregarious~~~ look, what a good excuse.

In order to discover the secrets of the castle, it is necessary to behave as a gregarious. Otherwise, it will seem very unusual, which will make people suspicious. Of course, I'm afraid that only Meng Yuan knows his true thoughts in his heart.

"I rely on ~~back pain~~"

The lowly said flatteringly: "Master~ You shouldn't choose eight beauties in order to win me!" ”

Boom~~~

Meng Yuan kicked the little out of the air, and then roared angrily: "Damn! Now that you know, do you dare to choose ten? Isn't it not giving me face? Who is the master? ”

Xiao Bei ran back to Meng Yuan's side with an aggrieved face and said, "No way, master, they think I'm more attractive!" ”

"Die!"

Meng Yuan was really thinking at this time, should he return the little to the furnace, at least he should weaken his ability in some aspects, otherwise how can he perform the task better in the future?