"I'm so hungry. When can I eat?" Chardonnay pouted, glanced at the wine bottle on the table, and pushed Merlot with her elbow: "Handsome man, do you want a drink?"

"Even drinking can't save you from hunger!" Merlot didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still stood up: "Since the lady has asked, I will accompany you to the end. You two, would you like some? It's good to kill time. This wine is usually good.

Can’t drink.”

When Chardonnay heard this, her pupils focused: "Is the wine expensive?"

"Uh... I don't know about that. Anyway, they don't sell it in the town. I also know it from books."

Silla, who was standing in front of the window watching the rain, turned back with a solemn expression: "I won't drink."

"Don't be so unkind." Qingyi smoothed over the situation and smiled at Merlo: "Hurry and pour him a drink."

Silla shook her head and walked over with a box, as if she was forced to complete a task reluctantly: "You really have no common sense when drinking in an unknown environment."

After Merlot poured wine for everyone, he poured wine for himself: "Silla, how about you say the toast?"

“Just because I look the oldest?” Silla snorted and raised her glass.

Chardonnay quickly followed suit and raised her glass, but her movements were too hasty and some wine bubbled out slightly.

Qingyi raises his glass.

"Our gathering tonight is purely accidental. This is an arrangement of fate. With our ordinary eyes, it is difficult to see whether this arrangement is good or bad. All we can do is face it calmly." Silla's voice was deep and magnetic, speaking from behind.

There may be many stories. He glanced at everyone and showed a rare smile: "Respect fate."

"Respect fate." Everyone said in unison and drank the wine.

"Ah, this..." Qingyi was slightly dizzy, knowing that there was something in the wine. This was really a boat capsized in the gutter. It had gone through many winds and waves, but it fell on a small glass of wine!

"Host, what's wrong with you?" Xue Duo whispered, and he couldn't hide his schadenfreude. "Do you want me to take over your body?"

"No...I forbid you..."

Qingyi murmured to himself and fell down in front of everyone. With a crisp sound, the wine glass rolled on the ground and drew an arc with the wine. The wet carpet seemed to be stained with blood,

"Pinot Noir!!! Hey, hey! What's wrong with him?!" Chardonnay yelled.

Syrah spat out the wine in her mouth, reached out to test the breath of Pinot Noir, then pressed her hands on his neck and left chest in turn, shook his head and said: "Dead."

Merlot immediately poured the wine and took a few steps back: "Is it wine? Who poisoned it?"

"Calm down. If the wine is poisoned, how can we be fine?"

The three living people looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became anxious. Lightning and thunder outside the window could not break the deathly silence in the room.

Going back in time a little bit...

The carriage trembled as it ran through the night. From time to time it jumped up as if frightened by cloud shadows, then murmured and continued on in silence.

"I'm very sorry, this road is not very smooth." Wallace put his hand on his chest and smiled, his beard rising slightly.

"It would be strange if the wild roads in the countryside could be as flat as city avenues. Besides," Qingyi said with a smile, "Why should we apologize for public property?"

"If you were a Deguleson, I would never apologize; but just because you are a guest from afar, I am qualified to apologize. Deguleson is my beautiful hometown, and how I wish I could

of all its beauty

I will show you everything, and I don’t want you to endure the slightest grievance.”

Wallace is a gentleman whose age cannot be discerned. If you say he is thirty, he is too young, and if you say he is forty, he is too old. He has white blond hair that is well taken care of with balm, and a white hair.

He has a face that makes you want to put makeup on him; he is wearing a straight and well-fitting brown velvet coat, with a white silk knot tied at the collar, and his hands are tightly wrapped in black leather gloves. Although his smile is impeccable, his eyes

Occasionally there will be a trace of coldness. The reason why Qingyi can be so determined is because he is also a cold person and knows very well the warmth of eyes that are indifferent to life.

"I rarely invite adventurers, but you are different from other adventurers. You are exceptionally elegant."

Qingyi seemed to have heard a joke: "Elegance? Me?"

"Reason and restraint are the greatest elegance." Wallace's nose twitched: "When I saw you, I was sure that you were destined to be a guest tonight. Do you feel stuffy?"

The physiological functions of the undead creature stopped and there was no feeling on the skin, but Qingyi still answered: "It's a bit. It seems like it's going to rain?"

“The rain in Deguraisen is like an unreasonable lover, it comes and goes away as soon as it comes.”

“So romantic.”

The two chatted a lot of useless words, and the carriage finally stopped. The door opened, and a maid in a white apron came forward to help the guest carry the luggage, but Qingyi politely refused. For some reason, the quality of this maid

Not very good, my smile is stiff, my eyes are unfocused, and I can't concentrate at all.

Looking around, there is a beautiful artificial fountain and a female-shaped bronze sculpture in the white marble pool. The woman is kneeling on the ground, wearing ragged clothes, half-exposed breasts, hands raised, mouth slightly open, her expression as lively as if she were alive.

People. Crystal water splashed on her face and dripped along her jawline, like tears of satisfaction. Was she begging for rain?

"This work is called "Thirst". Although it is not a masterpiece by a famous artist, I like it very much." Wallace introduced Qingyi. "If I don't want to receive you, I can stand here and talk for an hour."

Hearing the implication, Qingyi smiled: "My stomach is also urging me to hurry up."

The fountain is the center of the small square in front of the house, surrounded by neat and lush green hedges and bright lampposts. Looking up, it is a large house with at least three floors. The carriage drove away from behind. Qingyi accidentally glanced and discovered that

There were several carriages parked in the distance. When he came back to his senses, Wallace and the maid had already walked up the steps and were waiting for him in front of the house. The two of them had their backs to the light, and their faces were covered with mysterious shadows.

There was a faint sound of thunder in the clouds, and rain suddenly fell. Qingyi quickly jumped up the steps in three steps at a time.

System prompt: You have entered the hidden mission copy map "Wallace's Mansion". If the player dies, the mission will be deemed to have failed. Depending on the differences in player templates, the mission plot and death penalty will be affected. Please explore on your own.

The map is reset every time a player enters, and is officially closed to the outside world after a player completes a mission. Because the map is generated by a hidden mission, each player can only enter the map once.

System prompts: The prologue of the hidden mission "Mysterious Invitation" has ended and the official play session has entered - Chapter 1 "Plucking".

Ah, this kind of chapter-based mission is very interesting. The longer the player persists, the higher the settlement reward will be. Another feature of this kind of mission is that it has a complete and bizarre plot, in which you can experience the fun of a suspenseful puzzle game. However,

As the saying goes, "One force can bring down ten people."

If he had hero-level strength, not to mention clearing the mission, he would even dismantle the mission map. Qingyi made up his mind that in order to enjoy the game process as much as possible, he would not fight casually.

"You are deceiving yourself, host." Xue Duo said.

"Do you understand the sense of immersion?" Habitually ignoring Xue Duo, Qingyi looked around after entering the door and couldn't help but sigh: Wallace is really rich. The hall is nine meters high, about 300 square meters, a dance party.

It's more than enough; under the open ceiling covered with murals, there are layers of dazzling crystal lighting hanging. Between the marble reliefs and metal decorations on the wall, there is a whole wall of full-height mirrors, which further illuminates the light.

Reflective, resplendent and beautiful. Luxurious, flamboyant and never willing to be low-key. This is the most intuitive feeling of Qingyi.

He and Qingyi came to the reception room on the right side of the hall. Wallace told the maid: "Invite a few other guests."

Are there other guests? Qingyi cast a questioning look at Wallace. Wallace winked and shook Qingyi's shoulders: "Please forgive me for being secretive. I just want to give you a surprise. I think if

Being able to dine with several strangers is a very interesting experience.”

"Is it really your daughter who wants to hear the story and not you? Or should I ask: Do you really have a daughter?"

"That's the interesting thing, my friend! Strangers can't always be honest with each other. Maybe only one sentence out of ten is true and the rest are all false, but just by that one truth, you can make a friendship.

The value! It’s like a treasure hunt. The surprise and emotion when I find the treasure make me want to stop!”

At this time, the maid led the three people into the reception room, interrupting Wallace. One was a young man wearing glasses, his hands twisted in front of him cautiously, and his hair was as fluffy as a bird's nest. The other was wearing a patched cloak.

, a curly-haired man with a shabby suitcase and an evil look in his eyes, and a young red-haired woman wearing scantily clad clothes, heavy makeup, and a rather aristocratic eyebrows. None of them fit in with this mansion. Just standing there

It was very unexpected. Their eyes fell on Qingyi at the same time, and Qingyi smiled back.

Wallace said to everyone: "The dinner is about to begin, please choose a nameplate."

The maid then presented a tray with exactly four engraved copper nameplates on it. The red-haired woman only glanced at it quickly and asked: "Mr. Wallace, what kind of paint is used to engrave the nameplates?"

…”

"Your vision is very accurate. They are painted with gold powder. In addition, these nameplates are also used as gifts for you to commemorate."

Before she finished speaking, the red-haired woman reached out and took away the nameplate with the most letters - Chardonnay (ay). The man wearing glasses shrugged, and the second one came forward - Merlot (Merlot). Qingyi gestured to the curly hair with his eyes

The uncle took it first, and then he took the remaining nameplate - Pinot Noir.

"If you don't want to reveal your identity, you can call each other by the names on the nameplates. There are aperitifs on the table, so you can help yourself. I'm going to the kitchen to see how the dishes are being prepared. I'll excuse you. If you need anything, please call the maid.

." Wallace bowed and exited the reception room.

Looking at the copper nameplate on his hand - Syrah, the uncle frowned: "They are all grape varieties." He still held the suitcase in his other hand and never relaxed.

That's not all.
Chapter completed!