Showbiz Escape

Chapter 69
Although Jiang Zhou was in pain all over his body, it didn't affect his IQ. After gradually adapting to this game, his originally relatively keen observation ability also showed a little bit.

For example, he still found some clues to the books in the bookcases, even though he didn't find any abnormal patterns of roses on the curtains and sheets.

Some of the words on the pages of the book were imprinted with bloody fingerprints. If you turn over the pages one by one and connect these blood-stained words, you can finally form a sentence.

After listening to him, Tang Chunen immediately realized: "There are dozens of books in this bookcase, do we have to read every one of them?"

"It's too stupid to read them all, but I'm not sure there is any shortcut." Jiang Zhou said, "In short, I have only read three books so far. The first two books have no clues, and the third book has clues."

"What is the clue? Let's try to analyze it, maybe there is a pattern."

"The words in blood in this book, connected together, are 'the pearl on the lips of the girl in the armor'."

"..."

After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he was also silent. The two looked at each other for a moment, and both felt that there was really no rule to follow based on this sentence alone.

Tang Chunen was helpless: "I don't understand, what does this mean? It seems that I can only continue to look for other books."

"Ah."

"Don't you have a good eye for ten lines? Didn't you turn over the script books quickly when you were on the set? Isn't it easy to retrieve these dozens of books?"

Jiang Zhou paused, and then gave her a meaningful look: "You know how to praise people now?"

Tang Chun'en patiently explained to him: "I have never denied your ability and talent, I always thought that you are just not used to entering the game, so you need someone to protect you - in contrast, you have never Are you sure you passed me?"

"I used to always think that you are a once-in-a-lifetime assistant."

She laughed: "But my ambition is not just to be your excellent assistant, that's just a stop in my life. I want to be impeccable no matter what field I'm in in the future."

She had said this to him more than once, and each time it seemed to have a new meaning.

The longer he listened, the more Jiang Zhou realized that he couldn't keep her at all.

The wound on the palm had just been wrapped with gauze by her own hands, and it still produced a shuddering sting when she squeezed it tightly.

The pain made him sober, he turned his head away, and continued to search for the books in the bookcase with a blank expression.

"I wish you success," he said. "It's true that you can do well anywhere with your talent, not to mention that you won't always have a difficult boss or client like me."

Tang Chunen was a little surprised that he suddenly analyzed himself so deeply and admitted that he was difficult. She peeked at him sideways, and then quietly shifted her gaze back.

Accidents were accidents, she understood his temper, so she didn't ask too many questions, just pretended that she didn't hear anything, and turned to flipping through the book seriously.

Forget it, the top priority is to complete the task and clear the customs as soon as possible, so there is no time to think about it.

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On the other side, Wen Zhuo and Ye Lingchuan took out the four books designated in the bookcase according to the hints found in the room, and after flipping through the contents, they quickly determined the clues in blood that could be connected.

The text of these four books can be connected into a complete short ballad:
[Pearls on the neck of a sleeping girl;

The head of the manor lord singing;
The only star in the dark night;

Souled by the bells of dawn. 】

The direction of the first two sentences is relatively clear, and it is not difficult to analyze. The difficulty lies in the last two sentences.

Wen Zhuo guessed: "This ballad means that we need to try to gather some things, and we can complete a certain task after we gather them all?"

"Almost." Ye Lingchuan nodded in agreement, "So we should determine what the task is to do, so that we can reason backwards about the meaning of the last two lines of the ballad."

"Maybe... there will be new clues at the banquet?"

"Be more careful then."

……

The clues in the room have been found, and the next step is to wait for the banquet to start. According to what the butler John said just now, before the banquet starts, all players must change into their dresses before they can go to the banquet.

While there was still time, Ye Lingchuan crawled back to his room from the windowsill to avoid being discovered by the housekeeper.

When he entered the room, he accidentally saw Tang Chunen moving along the outer wall holding the window frame not far away, while Jiang Zhou was opening the window, frowning and watching her, for fear that she would fall.

Well, it seems that everyone is quite busy.

Wen Zhuo chose a dress in the room. To be honest, she had never been exposed to this kind of complicated medieval dress before, and she found it too cumbersome to choose. In the end, she chose a lake blue with a slightly narrower skirt and a relatively simple style. Dress.

After thinking about it, she pulled her long hair up again, revealing her slender and fair neck.

The bell of the manor rang twelve times slowly and longly.

Although there is no day and night in this small town, in terms of time, at least according to the time in the manor, it is twelve midnight.

John the housekeeper rang the bell, unlocked and checked from room to room.

"Dear guests, please change into your attire and go to the banquet as soon as possible."

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As the saying goes, Taoists rely on their clothes. When Ye Lingchuan and Jiang Zhou took off their blood-stained and dusty clothes and put on gorgeous dresses, the previous abjection was swept away. Hui.

The two chose one black and one white dress respectively. The buttons of Ye Lingchuan's black dress were made of golden green opal, and the collar and cuffs were bordered with gold thread. It looked cold and noble, as if it was specially made for him. Just like tailor made.

Wen Zhuo stood in the corridor, stared at him for a long time, and finally commented with a half-smile: "It's really good, it's like walking out of a mural."

Ye Lingchuan's gaze fell on her, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "You too, you are so beautiful."

Not far away, Tang Chunen wore a dark pink floor-sweeping dress, with layers of folds outlining a slender waistline, adding a bit more charm than usual.

She was obviously not used to wearing such skirts, she had been straightening her neckline, and while tidying up, she was peeking at Jiang Zhou next to her from the corner of her eye.

Tsk, how handsome, it is more than enough to play a medieval prince, but unfortunately there is no such drama in China.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Jiang Zhou suddenly walked around in front of her. He bent down and straightened the too cumbersome skirt for her with one hand.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his speech was not very pleasant: "I have to choose such a complicated skirt, and I will fall down on the stairs later."

"..." The filter just now shattered instantly, and Tang Chunen couldn't help but give him a sideways glance, "I've searched all the cabinets, and this is the most wearable one, and the rest can't be worn on flat ground, let alone stairs. strenuous."

"Then you go ahead."

"why?"

Jiang Zhou replied quietly: "In case you fall and hit me."

"???"

(End of this chapter)