"Welcome to the Script Killing Experience Center!"
When the door was pushed open, the magnetic sound made Xu Tong's happy face suddenly collapse. A sideways glance revealed that the person greeting the person at the counter was not A-mei, but a white-haired boy in a suit.
The boy was dressed in a neat suit. Although he was young, his hair and eyebrows were already frosty white.
It seems that he has some kind of albinism, but it doesn't look like it, because this guy's skin is not white, strictly speaking, it's a bit black.
"Hello, we are here to participate in this script world. In addition, I have a privilege and can choose scripts, right?"
The young man nodded, and after examining Xu Tong curiously, he nodded.
He smiled and said, "Yes, before the script starts, the host will specifically ask you if you want to use this privilege. If you use it, he will help you choose the script."
Although Xu Tong felt the strange look in the boy's eyes, he couldn't help but feel alert.
I looked at the young man with the help of my life eye and found that there was nothing above the young man's head.
On the contrary, it was Qi Men's power that made him feel that the surrounding environment had a very strong resonance with the boy himself.
I felt strange immediately.
A person's destiny is the result of the resonance of various factors in the natural environment. Work occupies a part, life also occupies a part, and even every action of the person will cause a part of the resonance.
If the resonance at work is particularly strong, it means that this work is very important to someone.
For example, a novel author who writes online articles has a particularly strong resonance with the keyboard because he knows nothing else except writing novels.
But this resonance is not necessarily positive, it may also have negative aspects, so there are certain reasons why novel authors are often in particularly poor health.
But no matter what kind of job it is, it is impossible to occupy the entire life of this person, but in Qimen's feeling, the young man in front of him seems to be a part of this place, and his whole body resonates strongly with the surrounding environment.
Could it be said that they will never be able to leave the script studio?
Xu Tong pondered various possibilities in his mind, and then entered the hall with Gao Zhuo.
The two arrived earlier, and there were only two people waiting in the hall.
There was a man wearing a neat suit and holding a briefcase in his hand. He looked like he had just gotten off work. He looked a little uncomfortable sitting on the chair.
Beside him was a woman in her thirties, holding a cigarette in one hand and wearing heavy makeup. She glanced sideways at Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo and then looked away.
Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo looked at each other and sat casually on the sofa on the other side.
As for the other two, whether they were newbies or veteran players, Xu Tong did not make any judgments.
Because the luck on their heads is very special, the woman's head is normal with just a little more red light, but the man in the suit's head is shrouded in blood clouds, and there seems to be something hidden in the clouds.
Xu Tong glanced at the time, his heart moved, and he silently calculated the script for the two of them.
The hexagram obtained is actually the hexagram of family, [Fenghuo family, Sunda and Lixia.]
Xu Tong took out the Plum Blossom Yi Count, flipped through a few pages, and found the annotation for this hexagram: "It's safe and sound, and there are signs of happy events. Working with family members will bring great benefits, and vice versa."
Just when he was wondering why it was this hexagram, as the bell rang, Xu Tong raised his head and saw that the secret door on the wall was open.
But what surprised him was that the person who came out was not the charming host in the past, but the front desk girl Amei.
Wearing a pure white fox fur dress, her long hair was tied behind her head with a shiny gold hairpin, making her appear wealthy and dignified.
"Hiss!!" Gao Zhuo looked at it and smiled from ear to ear.
Today there are only four people on the difficulty level, and even the host is one of them. I can't help but shout in my heart: "I've made it, I've made it, I have the privilege, I have the world, this time is just a vacation."
At this time, Amei glanced at Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo and said softly: "Welcome everyone to participate in this script killing game. I am the host of this game, Amei. Please follow me."
After saying that, he turned around and led the way.
The four of them, Xu Tong, followed them leisurely. When they passed through the tunnel, Amei pointed to the five rooms in front of them, but did not let them choose. Instead, she looked at Xu Tong: "After entering the red door, you have
Thirty minutes of choice.”
"Huh!"
The man and woman on the side were very surprised, and the woman even asked directly: "Why can he enter the red door? What does it mean that he has the right to choose??"
"Sorry, I have no right to disclose player privacy."
Amei politely refused to answer the woman's question. The woman continued to ask unwillingly, "Then we have to wait here for half an hour?"
"No need, the time inside is different from the time outside. After he enters, you can directly choose the door. Behind each door corresponds to the identity you play this time."
After hearing Amei's explanation, the woman calmed down.
Xu Tong nodded towards Gao Zhuo and stepped into the red door.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw four small ceramic figures on the table in front of me, each holding a flag of a different color.
Under each of the ceramic figures, there is a script.
As long as he selects a certain script and pulls out the corresponding chess piece from the hand of the ceramic villain, that's it.
Xu Tong picked up a script at random and read every line at a glance.
The time point of this script is the story that unfolds around the Kowloon heirloom incident during the Kangxi period. The direction of the script is nothing more than the confrontation between camps, but it is not a confrontation between two camps, but a confrontation between multiple camps.
You will play the role of a retainer and help one of them successfully seize the throne.
After Xu Tong read it carefully, he shook his head and put down the script in his hand. This script was too huge and contained several wars that did not exist in history. I am afraid it would be impossible to complete the task within two or three years.
Then he picked up the script on the other side and read it. It was an imaginary script, and it was also a Western script. After reading it carefully, Xu Tong threw it back.
Although this script looks quite interesting, full of weird and magical Western style, he doesn't like it. The most important thing is that the prop cards obtained in each script are more or less related to the script world. His current
The body shape of the prop card is still more oriental.
Turning to the third script, it is from the East, yes, but the background is the war-torn era of Japan. It tells the story of various demons and monsters changing into human forms, and the Onmyoji destroying demons and protecting the Tao.
Xu Tong curled his lips, it was obviously a story about a righteous elf who, in order to avoid being hunted by humans, did not hesitate to transform into a human being to coexist harmoniously with humans, but was driven out and killed by a group of insidious and cunning bad guys.
How could a kind and upright person like me play the role of a bad guy like Onmyoji?
After giving up the third script, Xu Tong turned his attention to the last script.
"I hope I don't want to choose a general among the dwarfs." Xu Tong muttered silently. If the last script didn't meet his own ideas, then he would have no choice but to choose the setting of the Japanese country.
The worst possible outcome is to play the role of an Onmyoji.
However, when he opened the last script, he carefully examined the script in front of him. His eyes lit up and he read more carefully.
For fear of missing a word.
It's a pity that the script only briefly describes the direction of development and the role he plays, but does not mention a word about the plot content.
After he carefully read the entire script, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and put the script directly into his arms: "This is it!"
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled off the flag from the hand of the ceramic man in front of him.
"Tip, you have chosen this script world, and you still have thirty seconds to enter the script, so please be ready!"
"Because you have a special wealth bonus, your identity has changed in this script!"
"Warning, this script is a fantasy script adapted from magic, please don't take it for granted!"
"The countdown begins..."
Along with the countdown prompt, Xu Tong's eyes suddenly darkened, and then he heard the sound of Peking Opera. Looking back, he found that he was sitting on a chair in the teahouse. In front of him, a Peking Opera was singing about the drunken concubine.
, Xu Tong felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard that voice.
This is much better than singing by myself. Once you hear it, you will be recognized as an expert.
Just when Xu Tong wanted to take a closer look who it was, a young man beside him suddenly squeezed out of the crowd behind him and rushed in front of him.
He raised his hand and held a sharp dagger in his hand: "Bitch thief, give back my sister's life!"
Xu Tong saw such a simple and mediocre stab, but now he could only watch the dagger stab into his lower abdomen, and then his body fell heavily. As his vision began to blur, he seemed to be asleep.
Same thing.
It wasn't until waves of young master's shouts came to his ears that Xu Tong suddenly opened his eyelids and took a look.
A fat woman wearing thick foundation was sitting next to her bed, crying so hard that the three maids beside her also looked crying and kept wiping their faces with their palms.
Xu Tong squinted his eyes and saw that they were not crying. These three little ladies were obviously laughing. With such acting skills, if the eyes of the fat woman beside the bed weren't swollen from crying, I would have already noticed that these three maids were smiling.
’s trick.
"Son, that evil bastard, if you have all your shortcomings, how will your mother survive?"
The fat woman's roar revealed her identity. Xu Tong closed his eyes and thought about it, and the information about his identity at this time suddenly appeared in his mind.
This sight really shocked him.
It turns out that my status at this moment is actually quite young. My father is a third-rank official and is the Taiwei of the current dynasty.
He is the young master of this family and the only male in the family.
What is the level of a third-grade official? Well, in reality, it is definitely a ministerial level leader.
But the power is definitely greater than that of the ministerial level.
The fat woman in front of me is naturally the eldest grandma of the family and her biological mother at this moment.
Seeing his own mother crying so hard, and the girls behind her secretly laughing, Xu Tong raised his eyebrows, pointed at the three girls behind him and said, "Mom, if I die, you can let the girls behind you
Just come down and stay with me."
Hearing this, the three maids behind the grandmother suddenly turned pale and knelt on the ground. For a moment, they didn't know what to say.
However, what is even more desperate is that after hearing this, the eldest grandma immediately nodded in agreement, looked back and sneered: "The young master treats you very well, are you willing or not?"
