"Of all the people who have traded with the ferryman, none of them will survive two more copies after this quest ends."

"Chen Yun, if you made a deal with Xie Yinxue-" Xia Duo looked at Chen Yun with a deep gaze, "You will definitely not survive the next copy, because you still know too little about this game." ”

Chen Yun was stunned in place, not only her, but all the newcomers were full of shock after listening to Xia Duoyi's words, and finally understood the "kindness" of Wei Dao and Ji Tao - where are these people with good intentions, they want to use newcomers as stepping stones to pave the way for them.

It's just that Chen Yun is not so stupid, the newcomers have already planted a heel in Weidao, so they are also cautious about the olive branch thrown by Xia Duoyi now: "...... Then why are you telling me this? ”

"I feel like I need some team-mates and you're a good fit." Xia Duo held Gao Qiao with his left hand, and then stretched out his right hand to Chen Yun and made an invitation, "Men can't protect us, we need to protect ourselves." ”

"I'm also an old game participant, I know what they know, and I can share all my experience with you, and we can live together - out of this game."

Her beautiful face and words are extremely inflammatory, it is difficult to make people not moved, at least Gao Qiao is already enthusiastic and generous ready to team up with Xia Duo, even Yan Zhi and Wei Qiuyu looked at Chen Yun with some jealousy, dissatisfied with why Xia Duo wanted to recruit Gao Qiao's middle-aged woman to his subordinates, but did not look at the two of them.

Chen Yun was not so easy to coax, she knew that Xia Duoyi wanted to recruit herself because she saw her own strength, but if Xia Duoyi wanted to clear the customs with the girls as she said, then why did she find Dai Yue, who was also an old participant, in the first place?

So Chen Yun nodded, but he didn't agree immediately, but said euphemistically: "Thank you, I will consider your proposal." ”

"Okay, tonight's gluttonous feast is over, you come to me, I'll give you my contact information, if we all leave here alive, you can contact me, the next copy, let's go together." Xia Duoyi didn't care about Chen Yun's attitude, and still said kindly, "But you must not make a deal with Xie Yinxue instead of Yan Zhi." ”

After listening to Xia Duoyi's last sentence, in addition to Yan Zhi, there was also Xie Yinxue who was in a bad mood.

Yan Zhi didn't need to say much, Xie Yinxue was in a bad mood, of course, because the business he got flew like this, and he had already figured out why Ah Jiu wanted to reveal the secret that he was the ferryman NPC to himself - because Ah Jiu wanted to tell him: Look, if you borrow my identity, who will dare to make a deal with you?

Xie Yinxue's expression became colder, and she was so bad that she didn't even want to laugh, she supported her forehead with one hand, put the other hand on the table, and tapped her fingers on the table several times, making a flustered "da-da" sound.

Yan Zhi was also very annoyed, she tugged on Chen Yun's sleeve, as if she was afraid that she would run away: "If you don't help me, what should I do?" ”

"Xie Yinxue only wants half a month." Chen Yun lowered his eyes and looked at the desktop, without making eye contact with Yan Zhi, "Even if you make a deal with Xie Yinxue, you still have half a month left to move freely in good health after clearing the game." ”

Yan Zhi didn't think about it and said, "But then I will die in the next copy!" ”

"Am I not going to be?" Chen Yun turned his head and looked at her with disappointment and unspeakable grievances, "I also have my parents, they are waiting for me to come home, I can't die." ”

She pulled her sleeve out of Yan Zhi's hand: "I'm sorry, I think I've done enough for you. ”

"You don't help me......" Yan Zhi looked at her in a daze, and then moved her gaze to everyone, sweeping over their faces in turn, as if she was accusing them of treating her coldly and standing by, "You don't help me......"

"No, it's not." Lu Shuo was also a little speechless after hearing Yan Zhi's words, but he still persuaded her, "Don't worry, this red cover hasn't been lifted yet, let the little guy lift it first to see what kind of dish it is." ”

Yan Zhi's eyes were glazed, and she sat in place and didn't speak.

It seems that she has no other way to retreat than death, so she can only silently watch the little girl lift the red cover, revealing the huge pig's head on the disc - which is also in line with the artistic conception of "Fortune".

Xiao Siyu touched his chin: "Barbecue pig's head? ”

"I remember, "Fortune is the Head" is a big dish, I saw it at my grandmother's birthday party!" Lu Shuo clenched his right hand into a fist, struck his left palm and said.

He looked around the pig's head left and right, and muttered at the same time: "But what does it seem to be different from what I saw before, there are a lot of vegetable decorations around the "Fortune Head" I saw before, and this dish only has a lone pig's head, and there is no ...... of spices cumin or anything."

Lu Shuo looked at the pig's head, but he couldn't see anything greasy from the appearance, so he rubbed his palm and sharpened his fists and wanted to borrow a knife from the little guy to cut the pig's head, taste it first, and then say: "Cut it first and see——"

But he didn't notice Yan Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard his last sentence.

"No spices!"

Yan Zhi raised her right hand, as if she had found an answer, stood up from her chair and said to the old butler.

She remembered that Liu Buhua's previous "Hot Kiss" was withdrawn because there was no spice to remove the fish, and the plate of fried pig's mouth at least had sharp peppers, but this plate of roasted pig's head was nothing.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhi felt more and more that her speculation was accurate, yes, who couldn't find such a simple mistake? This "Fortune Head" can also be withdrawn without Xie Yinxue's help. Her eyes were burning, staring at the old butler and Chef Eleven, and she said firmly: "There are no spices in this dish to remove the fishiness. ”

"No......" Lu Shuo was dumbfounded, "We haven't tasted it yet, are you so hasty?" ”

However, it was useless to say anything now, because what Yan Zhi was expecting, the little servants cheering and shouting "Your guests have withdrawn the dishes" did not appear, and instead Chef Eleven approached.

After he walked towards the round table, everyone found that he was carrying a kitchen knife with a shiny blade in his hand, which Lu Shuo wanted to borrow.

"No spices?"

Eleven walked up to Yan Zhi and stood still, and asked her in a hoarse and ugly voice.

Yan Zhi looked up at him blankly, and there was a faint guess in her heart that she couldn't believe and didn't want to accept—she was wrong.

But this dish, it's, it's really without spices.

"Giggle......" Seeing her like this, Eleven couldn't help but laugh again, and he asked again, "No spices?" ”

After that, Eleven raised the kitchen knife in his hand and cut the pig's head on the plate, only to hear the sound of "bang", the pig's head on the white plate was cut in half, and there was no pig brain in the ventricle where the brain flower should be stored, only all kinds of fragrant coriander chili oil as condiments, adding flavor to this plate of "Fortune".

"Ha ......"

Yan Zhi's eyes were empty, she looked at this dish stupidly, and opened her lips and laughed twice as if she was self-deprecating: "Haha......"

Her head was like a spice blooming in a pig's brain, roaring like a cluster of fireworks in her own laughter, blood foaming everywhere, flesh scattered, and the remaining torso below the head and neck trembled under the control of the nerves that had not yet died, but in the end it still fell back softly, and there was no more life.

The blood fell coldly, and almost all the game participants sitting at the round table were spared, but even Gao Qiao couldn't scream when he looked at the skull remains that had fallen into his bowl and still had long hair, and he didn't know if he was used to such a scene, or he still couldn't accept it, but he was so frightened that he lost his voice.

Once again, this game world shows its own indifference and cruelty to them - to the participants of the game, and to some NPCs.

Without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, the old butler's cold voice as usual sounded again: "The twelfth dish is "Guan Gong vs. Qin Qiong" ordered by Miss Chen, which is made by chef Ah Ba, please taste it." ”

The "Guan Gong vs. Qin Qiong" that was served on the table was a tomato scrambled egg.

Chen Yun looked at this dish, and finished the sentence that Yan Zhi didn't listen to in a daze: "Guan Gong fights Qin Qiong, one with a red face and one with a yellow face......"

The red face is a tomato, and the yellow face is an egg.

And the eggs in the courtyard of Qinfu are all unfertilized vegetarian eggs, so this is a very safe vegetarian dish, and it is also the name of the safe dish that Chen Yun chose for Yan Zhi.

"Except for "Guan Gong vs. Qin Qiong", there are no other dish names that are safe, I left "Fortune as the Head" to myself, thinking that if something happens, I may be able to solve it myself......" Chen Yun's face was full of tears, and his words were intermittent, covering his face and crying, "But if you choose, you will definitely die." ”

“…… It's not me who wants to kill, but why don't you believe me? ”

Tonight's gluttonous feast ended with Chen Yun's crying.

But after the old butler finished announcing the conclusion, everyone was still sitting in their places, and no one got up to leave for a long time.

They were more or less stained with the blood and minced flesh of Yan Zhi's corpse, and the strong smell of blood wrapped every breath of air they smelled, which was suffocating.

"Buy me your life—"

In the end, Xie Yinxue, who had been silent for a long time, broke the silence, he coughed uncomfortably, and his voice was full of weakness born from the suffering of illness: "Is it so embarrassing for you?" ”

The crowd sought prestige in his direction.

Xie Yinxue put her five fingers against the table, her expression was as solemn and merciful as that of a god and Buddha, looking down at the suffering beings, but if you look closely, there is no sadness or joy in his eyes, even Yan Zhi's miserable death can't break this indifference and calm, and it sets off half an inch of ripples in it.

Wei Qiuyu was unwilling and resentful: "Because the front and back are dead ends." ”

"But now that I'm alive, there's at least a month left." Xie Yinxue's expression did not change at all, and the blood clot that burst out of Yan Zhi's head was as if it was blocked by a wind curtain before it reached him, and it couldn't touch him at all, so he was not stained with dust, and he was so clean that he didn't fit in with everyone, "In a month, you can do a lot of things." ”

His voice has always been very soft, like weakness, but also gentle, like a small hook, fishing out the luck in people's hearts: "What if you're lucky, you run into me again in the next dungeon?" ”

His words sent everyone deep in thought.

Even Xia Duoyi hesitated for a moment.

Xiao Siyu asked her, "Isn't the ferryman of each copy the same person?" ”

"I've played the game three times, and the ferryman in each dungeon does seem to look different." Xia Duo frowned, recalled it carefully, and said, "Dai Yue, what do you think?" ”

Dai Yue also shook her head and said, "What I have in my impression is indeed different. ”

But there is still some difference between looking different and completely different, Dai Yue was about to add this sentence, but Xie Yinxue didn't give him a chance to speak, and interrupted: "So, ah-"

"If you meet me again in the next dungeon." The smile on Xie Yinxue's lips deepened, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of wanton and frivolity that was extremely contrary to her pale face and thin body, "Are you going to die?" ”

Indeed, there is no easy-to-find ferryman NPC like Xie Yinxue in other game copies.

Whoever is so arrogant like him is often a copy boss wearing the skin of a ferryman NPC, although Xie Yinxue's identity has not yet been determined, but what if he is a ferryman NPC, and every copy they enter later, the ferryman NPC inside is Xie Yinxue? Will they still die?

At this point, everyone finally had only the last trace of doubt about Xie Yinxue - not confused about whether they would be targeted to death by the "Lock Immortal" game if they made a deal with him, but wanted to know if they would have a chance to team up with Xie Yinxue, an NPC, to enter the same game copy.

And Xie Yinxue also knows the truth of being too much, he is only responsible for throwing the bait for everyone, and whether he takes the bait or not depends on their final choice.

So after Xie Yinxue saw the thoughtful looks of several people in the seat, he got up from the banquet and walked to the main room with his hands in his hands, leaving everyone with a beautiful and colorful back.

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Liu Buhua followed Xie Yinxue into the main house, and after closing the door, he lowered his voice and asked Xie Yinxue with a slight puzzlement: "Godfather, why don't you explain to them that you are not a ferryman NPC?" ”

As long as Xie Yinxue is not a ferryman NPC, then trading with him will not be targeted by the game.

"It's useless." Xie Yinxue's response to this was just a sneer, "You don't have to explain to them, maybe it's a rumor that trading with the ferryman NPC will be targeted by the game, they can't even get past the simple rules of a dungeon like a gluttonous feast, how long do you think they can live if they go to other dungeons?" ”

They didn't die from the increased difficulty of the game, they died at their own hands.

Xie Yinxue really didn't expect that "Lock Changsheng" would leave such a hand: making a deal with the ferryman NPC would die quickly.

If Xie Yinxue had known this earlier, he would not have said anything and would not have put on this vest, and now there is no other way to choose except to put this ferryman NPC to the end.

After all, even if he refuted that he was not a ferryman, who would believe him?

Ah Jiu, is that real ferryman NPC as powerful as him? Apparently not.

"That's it." Xie Yinxue raised her hand to arrange her sleeves, and at the same time sighed regretfully, "Not everyone has a talent like me. ”

Liu Buhua: "......"

Liu Buhua chose to remain silent.

"Go back and rest." After Xie Yinxue finished speaking, she walked to the sandalwood table, stretched out her fingers to dip her fingers in tea and began to paint new clothes, "All the rules of this game have been revealed, and it is almost time for the dungeon to end." ”

"Yes." Liu Buhua hung his head in response, and after speaking, he turned around and left the main house.

After Liu Buhua left, Xie Yinxue couldn't wait to take off the clothes on his body - he felt that this rouge-colored gown was very unlucky, and he probably wouldn't wear such bright clothes for a long time.

Because as long as he sees this vermilion, he will think of Ah Jiu's disgusting appearance standing in front of him.

Even after half an hour had passed, Xie Yinxue still felt that the temperature of the man's fingertips and some rough touch seemed to be still on his cheeks, difficult to erase.

“…… Shameless. ”

Xie Yinxue didn't feel relieved after whispering, but felt more stuffy in her chest.

His body has now reached its limit, and he can no longer bear the excessive fluctuations of emotions, and the slightest fluctuation in his mood will cause chest tightness and breathlessness, and in severe cases, he will vomit blood - death is not death, but it is very torturous.

Ordinary people who are sick like him would have died of pain just because of the pain, and only he could barely survive and survive.

Xie Yinxue frowned and endured the pain, curled up and slept lightly on the bed.

But he never thought that he could dream just by sleeping lightly, and the most painful things in the dream reappeared again and again, and it was picturesque.

After waking up and opening his eyes, Xie Yinxue realized that his face was full of tears, and he looked in a mirror in the house to take a closer look, and found that the corners of his eyes were also sad red.

Grabbing the goose yellow gown that he had painted last night and putting it on, Xie Yinxue went out with a cold face, as cold as the frost and snow of Kaolin, trying to make the red at the end of his eyes less eye-catching.