Su Bai sat on the sofa and watched the old butler forcibly squeeze Lucy, Montari, Diana, Xu Gang, and Chen Ming into the wall one after another, not everyone can keep standing up and not saying a word like Hills, and they don't need to pretend that they are very "tragic" and "strong" here.

After all, who can show it?

"Seeing him raise the Zhu Tower, seeing him feasting guests, seeing his building collapse. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Rational reasoning and bloody and brutal violent punishment alternate in this scene, the former paving the way for the latter, and the latter rendering the former, the contrast between emotion and rhythm.

It seems to be very much in line with the storytelling pursued by broadcasting, or the aesthetics of broadcasting.

The pursuit of beautiful things is human nature, but seeing beautiful things burned and distorted in front of oneself is also the devil hidden in people's hearts.

Su Bai poured himself another cup of tea, and then poured a cup for the old housekeeper who was busy with his work.

I don't know why, Su Bai feels that the current old housekeeper is a little too "easy-going", even if the other party has just squeezed people into meat sauce and blood into the wall, but Su Bai still feels that the other party seems to have changed a lot compared to before, when he first came into contact, Su Bai remembered that he thought that the other party was not a machine NPC created by broadcasting.

Because according to the game habits of broadcasting, on the one hand, it controls the natives in the story world who have reached a certain level of strength under high pressure, and at the same time, in order to reduce the risk, the radio will deliberately create some restrictions for these natives.

For example, the Pope in the previous "Cinderella" story world, the setting broadcast to him avoided the Pope from embarking on the road of "hating heaven and earth" to the greatest extent.

The old butler took the tea, took a sip, and then smiled, with a look of remembrance on his face.

It seems that from the time he asked himself about the plan on the rooftop, he began to become a little different from the complete "cold and indifferent" he used to be.

"Do I need to be squeezed in too?" Su Bai pointed to himself and asked, although this body is not his own, but the senses are still the same, if he has a choice, Su Bai feels that it is better not to go through such a experience.

"No, didn't you find that door?" said the old butler to Su Bai, "As the winner of the game, you deserve some preferential treatment. ”

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome. The old butler sat down opposite Su Bai, and he looked at Su Bai as if he were looking at an antique, because people who appreciate antiques are accustomed to comparison, comparing an unfamiliar antiquity with a known and familiar antiquity, finding out the differences, finding out the similarities, and thus deducing a lot of useful information.

Su Bai took a deep breath, drank all the tea in the cup in his hand, and signaled that he was ready to go.

"Please. ”

The old housekeeper put down the teacup and motioned for Su Bai to follow him upstairs.

Su Bai did not hesitate, followed the old butler to the second floor, and the two walked to the deepest room, that is, the room where Hills found the passage.

The old housekeeper stretched out his hand to move the bed away and walked down the corridor with Su Bai.

The metal door in front of him, with a sense of heavy oppression inherent in this material, the old butler stood in front of him, first verified the fingerprints and then the pupils,

"Click......"

A crunch,

The door was opened,

It was pitch black inside.

The old housekeeper turned sideways and motioned for Su Bai to go in.

Su Bai smiled, took two steps forward, and was about to enter the door, he stopped and looked at the old butler.

"This scene is over, so, what are you going to do next?"

The old housekeeper looked at Su Bai and replied, "I'll go clean the house well, especially the kitchen, which you made a mess of." ”

This is to say goodbye to the old butler, Su Bai turned around and walked into the door.

And when the old butler standing behind Su Bai saw Su Bai enter, it was like a flower in front of him, he seemed to see a blue flame, but the flame slowly disappeared with Su Bai's disappearance.

The old butler's task was over, he re-covered the corridor and the bed, and then walked out of the room, and then, he took up the broom and mop, and prepared to clean the whole villa first.

He didn't use a clone, because if he used a clone, no matter how much work he did, he could get it done quickly.

He likes to work on it, to slowly patch and restore the traces created after a game, and wants the process to be as long as possible.

maybe

It's because it's too boring.

however

When the old butler came to the staircase with a bucket and a mop, he suddenly frowned,

He looked down at the living room, at the dining room and kitchen, at the bedroom where people had lived like a small hotel.

At last

He looked at the blood-red wall, and he suddenly had a feeling of disgust,

It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest.

He knew that this feeling should not appear, but he couldn't control it,

After a while, the old butler dropped the mop and put the bucket on the steps, and he slowly walked down the stairs and sat down again on the sofa in the living room.

In the teapot in front of him, the tea brewed by Su Bai was already cold, but the old housekeeper still added another cup to himself, once the tea was cold, it didn't taste so much, but the old housekeeper still seemed to drink it with relish.

As he sipped his tea, he re-examined the living room, the walls, and every furnishing here, his face full of confusion and incomprehension.

Of course he was familiar with this place, because he had been in this scene for a long time, but at this moment, it seemed that a strange sense of familiarity was constantly coming over the original memory.

In a trance, the old butler raised his head and looked at the staircase on the second floor, and he seemed to see a man in a white research coat come out and shout to him:

"Uncle Zhou, is the meal ready? I'm starving to death. ”

"Young Master............"

The old butler's originally cloudy gaze regained focus, and of course there was no one on the second floor, because he knew that his young master was no longer here, and he was still guarding this villa, but he had become a toy under the hands of others, or it would be more accurate to call it a tool.

The old butler, who seemed to be much older at this time, slowly got up from the sofa, and walked to the kitchen.

There was also an empty room next to the kitchen, which was the old butler's own room, and the young master had asked him to live upstairs, but he insisted on living in a cramped room by the kitchen.

Take out the key and open the door of the room, when the listeners wanted to enter here to check, the old housekeeper only said that this is my room, and there is no evidence or clues in it, and the listeners will go directly to this room, because the role of the old housekeeper in the game is the host, absolutely impartial, and he said that there is no problem here, so it must be no problem.

There was only one bed in the room, a small wardrobe, and it was such a big place.

The old housekeeper sat down on the edge of his bed, took out a box from under the bed, and in the box was a stack of photos, the old housekeeper pursed his lips, reached out to pick up the photos, and when he unfolded them in front of him, he found that the photos were white, as if they had been deliberately erased.

Of course, the old butler knew who had erased it, and he couldn't remember it before, but now he took these pictures and looked at them one by one, as if they had been restored to their original appearance in his mind.

Looking at it, two lines of blood and tears dripped from the old butler's eyes.

The old housekeeper took out the last photo, which was not erased.

This is a family photo, the family is a friend of the young master, the old housekeeper remembers that time he and the young master went to visit that friend, and the friend suddenly said take a family photo.

The scene in the photo is very weird, a teenager is kneeling in the corner, and there is a bronze box between the couple.

When he first took this photo, the old housekeeper felt a little uncomfortable, he was responsible for finding the angle and pressing the shutter, but he didn't take it to heart, because he knew that his young master also had a laboratory, and every once in a while something would be transported in and out, and the old housekeeper knew that what was transported out was a corpse of different ages and sizes.

No matter how weird things are, if you see too many things, it won't be taken seriously, the old housekeeper thinks that the young master's friend may be doing this kind of experiment like the young master, and that friend often comes to the laboratory of the villa to communicate with the young master.

The only clear picture in his hand was examined, and the old butler looked at the young man kneeling in the corner, and the appearance between his eyebrows slowly overlapped with the man he had just met.

no wonder

No wonder I look a little familiar with him.

The old butler knew that something seemed wrong today, because he had too many things to think of, because he had too much time to be melancholy, but he didn't do anything else, just continued to sit on the edge of his bed, took the pictures, and continued to flip through them one by one.

The only photograph that could be seen clearly was taken out by him alone and put aside, he continued to flip through the stack of completely white photos, looking at it very seriously, looking at it very devotedly, and his ears seemed to echo the conversation he had when he saw the young master for the last time:

"Uncle Zhou, I succeeded, hahahaha, I succeeded, I really am a genius. ”

"Of course, the young master is a genius. ”

"Do you know, I finally got this poison with great difficulty, that is, even the gods can poison you, do you believe it? I have done experiments, and I can really poison the gods, it's true. ”

"I believe it. ”

"No, no, Uncle Zhou, you don't understand, this is not used to poison dogs, nor is it used to poison people, even immortals, they do not deserve to be dealt with this poison, this poison is used to poison something that is difficult to describe, bigger than the sky. ”

"I don't understand, but I know that the young master can do anything. ”

"You still don't believe me, forget it, eat first, I'm going to call Su Yuhang and ask him to bring the container with poison over............"

............

"Young master, you really, you did it, it was poisoned by you, I, I can't move............"

The old butler just sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through the photos more and more slowly,

In the end, the whole person was still there,

Hold this position,

Motionless.