The members of the left team have seen the rooster, but because they have not experienced the plot of Xitang, they have no idea what it is for.
They were also faced with the situation of choosing between left and right. After discussion, several people decided that the captain would lead a strong boy into the room on the right first. If there was no problem, the others would be allowed in.
The captain is a tall and thin boy. He wears a lotus purple coat. The clothes were originally a little loose, but now he feels a bit small and a bit tight on his shoulders. When he pushed the door, he felt resistance on his shoulders.
The captain and the muscular man entered the door on the right, and the three people waiting nervously in the small hall, looking at each other, for fear of any accident.
On the right is a study room that has not been used for a long time. At this time, it is dim outside and no one lights the lamp in the study room. The two of them can only use the little light captured by the naked eye to carefully explore the room.
The screen in front of the fat man was now divided into four parts, one half showed the three people waiting outside, and the other half showed the two people exploring the room.
The fat man paid more attention to the team leader and the muscular man who entered the door on the right. He pressed the communication board, connected to an NPC, and said: "Tu Su, come to Jiashu's study. There are two tourists coming in."
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"Meow~" a cat meowed.
Shi Ying raised her eyebrows. She thought this haunted house was full of humanoid NPCs. When she played, it seemed that except for the concentric knot at the end, she didn't see any other creatures other than humans.
"Captain, did you hear anything?" the muscular man asked the captain in front of him in a low voice.
"what sound?"
"It's like that, brushing, sweeping something, rhythmic..." The muscular man struggled to describe the sound he captured.
"Is there the sound of leaves outside? Don't be suspicious and walk carefully." The captain listened attentively for a moment and heard nothing, so he whispered.
"It's not the sound of leaves, it's very rhythmic, just brush, brush, brush..." The muscular man tried to imitate the rhythm he heard.
The captain was a little impatient. They had now touched the desk. He was trying to identify the things on the desk, trying to find information or items related to the game. He ignored the muscular man and just let him mess around nervously.
Broken thoughts.
"Captain, the sound has stopped!" The sound suddenly stopped, causing the muscular man to shout in shock.
The captain had already found the information he wanted from the desk. It was a painting of a woman. It was not large in length, but very delicate. It was obvious that the painter was very careful.
He put away the painting and kicked the muscular man's calf. When he stretched his leg, he felt that his leg also encountered some resistance. He felt a little strange.
"Go ahead and let them come in. It looks like a study here, so there is no danger. Let's all come in together to find information. There is strength in numbers." The captain said to the muscular man. He thought that bringing him in would help, but he didn't expect this.
It was all just a show, and the rustling sound was serious, but he didn't hear anything at all.
The muscular man responded and slowly moved to the door to open it and call the others.
The captain continued to search on the desk alone, and suddenly felt something moving on his feet, brush, brush, brush. He heard the sound, along with the touch on his feet. The muscular man was right, it was very rhythmic.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at his right foot under the desk. There was nothing on it, but the touch did not stop and the sound did not stop either.
"There's a ghost!" The captain jumped up and ran towards the door he just entered.
The other four people were standing at the door and were about to call the captain, but unexpectedly the captain rushed over with a ghostly scream and bumped into the others.
They quickly exited and asked the captain what happened.
The captain looked at the door to the right that he had just come out of with lingering fear. He calmed down for a while before explaining to everyone the situation he had just encountered.
After listening to the captain's story, everyone looked at each other. It seemed that something was wrong, but the captain's reaction was too great. He didn't even see the ghost, and the ghost didn't hurt him, so he ran out screaming?
They even began to reflect on whether they should choose him as captain.
The captain did not feel that his authority was questioned at all. He took out the painting, showed it to everyone, and said: "Our game is called Yongjie Tongxin. Just now the boss lady said that this is Mr. Xue's wedding. The painting is very beautiful."
It is possible that she is the person Mr. Xue likes, that is, the bride."
"Combined with what the Taoist priest said later that they were digging a joint tomb, the ending of the whole story should not be happy. It is very likely that it is the joint tomb of Mr. Xue and this girl."
"That is to say, they are all dead, but I don't know whether they all died early or whether they are still alive and died later. We still need to continue to explore."
The other four people nodded repeatedly and put aside their little thoughts just now. They felt that this captain was pretty good and made sense, so they could continue to be the captain.
Shi Ying almost laughed out loud when she saw this paragraph. Tu Su didn't even show his face, and with a few sweeps of his tail, the only strong man in the team was so scared that he ran away from the study. He was really a smart little cat.
The five people gathered together to discuss what to do next. The captain and the muscular man were unwilling to go to the study room anymore, so they gave up the room on the right and prepared to enter the room on the left collectively.
The rooster on the front table listened to their research for a long time and came to this conclusion. It turned a blind eye to its male partner. It twisted around, covered its head with its wings, turned its back to everyone, and went to sleep.
No one noticed this scene, but Shi Ying saw it. She thought that it was guiding her, and she could probably guess its thoughts through its behavior. Shi Ying asked the fat man: "What's the name of this chicken?"
"Hong Ling, we call him Little Red Riding Hood, hahahaha, isn't it very descriptive and accurate!"
Shi Ying nodded and chuckled: "Indeed."
"He feels that he is the most important male supporting actor in this game, but tourists often don't notice him, so he gets upset easily." Fatty said, pouting at the screen: "Well, that's it, his signature move, very proud.
Jiao.”
Tomorrow Wen Yan also came over to take a look and said with a smile: "Little Red Riding Hood has been ignored again."
For a moment the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.
In the picture, five people lined up to enter Mr. Xue's room. The room was lit with candles and filled with the same smoke and smell as when Shi Ying entered.
The captain in the lead pulled his collar and felt a little short of breath. He cursed secretly and attributed the problem to the smoke in the room. He turned around and reminded everyone not to breathe hard. There might be something wrong with the smoke.
I have to say that he is a very cautious captain and very competent, although he is not cautious in the right place.
The curtains on the bed were still closed, and Mr. Xue was lying quietly inside, waiting for everyone to start a new plot.
