Nightmare Attack

Chapter 263
Hearing this, Tang Shirou's body trembled violently, and the next second, her pupils trembled uncontrollably.

In order to prevent her abnormality from being noticed, Xia Meng quietly pulled her to the back of the team, and at this moment the gap between old and new players was revealed.

Then Xia Meng gave a sharp look, and Tang Shirou immediately didn't dare to move.

"Master Huang will come to the lake to sing at night?" An Xuan was very surprised, he concealed it very well, as if he just knew what happened on the lake last night.

"Yes," Steward Zhou nodded. He seemed unwilling to say more on this issue, then turned around and said coldly, "Master Huang is still waiting in the hall. Please follow me, all the doctors."

The young woman beside him, and the ferocious man who looked like a door god also turned around, giving way to the stone road behind him.

The group came down to a main courtyard led by Steward Zhou. The courtyard wall here was getting taller and taller. Outside the wall was a small bamboo forest growing extremely well. The environment was quiet and elegant. The left and right corridors circled around.

Intentionally or not, everyone distanced themselves from Steward Zhou who was leading the way.

Shi Liao Zhi, who has a yellow hair and very short-sighted eyes, shrank his neck and kept looking around, looking very vigilant, "It's strange," he whispered, "Since we have been here before, we must be aware of the young master's condition." , does he need to explain it to us again?"

"Indeed," Yuqi's dull voice came out after a while, "it doesn't make sense."

"Maybe it's the rules." Qin Jian touched his chin with one hand, and said in an uncertain tone: "You should know that the rules here are not only restricting us, those things and NPCs are also subject to the rules. "

"So. Even if Butler Zhou knows that we have been here, he must repeat what we introduced when we came last time," Chen Qiang spoke. As a newcomer, he rarely spoke.

But unlike ordinary newcomers, when he first arrived here, he could see that the world was in the Song Dynasty on the time axis. Not only that, but now he also learned some basic rules of nightmares from the words of several old players.

Gradually, some playful gazes were already on him, but he didn't seem to know it, he was still looking at Qin Jian and asked, "Is that so?"

"Almost," Qin Jian smiled at him and nodded.

Before they knew it, a group of people had arrived at the door of a very imposing room. Steward Zhou, who was leading the way, stopped on the stone steps in front of the door, turned his head, and looked at the players behind him.

"Doctors," Steward Zhou said suddenly, "There is one thing I have to remind you all. My master has exhausted his efforts because of the young master's illness, and his body is weak. I hope you will be more tactful when talking about the young master's illness in front of him. so as not to irritate him."

"It should." An Xuan nodded slightly.

Pushing open the door, the room was a bit dark, and there was a rich old man sitting about seven or eight meters away. He was said to be an old man, but his actual age was estimated to be less than 60, much younger than Qin Jian, who had white eyebrows and beards.

It should be Master Huang, the person in charge of the Huang Mansion, and the rumored Huang Dashan.

The current temperature can only be called cool, but Mr. Huang is wearing a thick fur coat, covering almost his whole body, his eyes are slightly closed, and he looks listless.

Standing beside him was a young woman dressed as a maid. Like the other servants in the mansion that he had seen before, her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul.

Judging from the scene in front of him, the housekeeper's worry is not unreasonable. The rich old man's body and spirit look relatively poor, his face is pale, and there is almost no blood. It is presumably caused by his son's strange illness.

"Master," Zhou Steward stepped forward and said respectfully, "Dear gentlemen are here."

Hearing this, Master Huang's eyelids trembled, and it took a long time to fully open them.

When he fully opened his eyes, the scene in front of him was rather surprising. Mr. Huang's eyes were yellow, and the whites of his eyes were densely bloodshot, which looked a little scary.

His yellowed eyes slowly turned, his gaze was sizing up everyone, he opened his mouth a little bit, but before he could speak, he coughed violently, "cough cough cough."

The young maid who was waiting at the side and standing with her hands down immediately stepped forward, slowly relaxing Master Huang's back, and her movements were very skillful.

"Excuse me. Excuse me, all the doctors have taken care of the child's illness."

A simple sentence, Mr. Huang took several breaths before he finished it completely.

"Doctors are benevolent," An Xuan, who is the best looking, nodded slightly at Mr. Huang, "It should."

"My child. All the doctors must know about my child's illness," Master Huang continued panting heavily, "Then I won't keep you. If you can cure your child's illness, you will be our distinguished guests in Huang's mansion. Gratitude to us. Cough cough cough."

Seeing that Master Huang became more and more emotional, Steward Zhou secretly winked at everyone, An Xuan immediately understood: "Master Huang is polite, then we will go to the young master first."

Master Huang seemed to have difficulty in speaking any more, so he waved his hand.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the room where Master Huang was.
"Butler Zhou," Qin Jian asked suddenly, "When is a convenient time for us to treat Young Master Huang?"

Knowing that Young Master Huang thanked guests behind closed doors during the day and only went to sing on the lake at night, Qin Jian's worries seemed reasonable. After all, no one wanted to go to the lake to see Young Master Huang at night.

Who knows what will happen?
"What do you think is the right time?" Steward Zhou turned around and asked.

It's about 9 or 10 o'clock now, the sun is shining on my body, bringing a little warmth.

"How about now," Shi Liao Zhi pursed his lips and suggested in a low voice.

Perhaps because it is close to the lake, the water vapor is very heavy, and everyone feels damp. Shi Liaozhi's yellow hair like a chicken coop is tied in knots, hanging down and sticking to his forehead, which looks a little funny .

But at the moment, everyone's attention is focused on Butler Zhou.

After a few seconds, Steward Zhou nodded and said, "Okay."

Things went surprisingly smoothly, which caught the players who had already prepared for the worst by surprise. The NPC in this dungeon seemed to be a bit too talkative.

"However, before meeting the young master, I hope that all the doctors can change their clothes," Zhou Butler said slowly.

Hearing this, Xia Meng squinted her eyes, but before she could speak, she heard a very unhappy voice, "What are you going to change? If you want to change it, you will change it, but I won't change it," Jiang Cheng yelled, looking fierce With a very imposing look, "This is a brand name. I finally saved up to buy it. Why don't you let me wear it?"

　Happy Children's Day!night. you know
　
(End of this chapter)