This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 188 Open Personal Instance

In a world of black, white and gray, Wednesday, who had slept all day because of exhaustion, stared blankly at the light-colored buildings in front of him.

After a long time, with the goal of returning to the real world, he stood up with his body propped up and walked towards the next aperture.

No matter what, he must have a glimmer of hope for returning to the real world!
……

I don’t know how long it took, but Wednesday slowly opened his eyes and found himself in an antique old street.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and old-style signboards are hung on the doorways.

Looking at the color of the sky, he judged that it was about evening, there were not many people on the street, and they were all wearing ancient clothes.

Wednesday subconsciously looked down at what he was wearing: dark brown coarse cloth clothes, round black cloth shoes, and a small coarse cloth package at his feet.

Not far from the old street, there is an archway with the words: "Bai Ling Ancient Town."

Bai Ling?

Just when he was still dazed on Wednesday, a system prompt suddenly appeared in front of his eyes:

[Main task: Survive for 24 hours and complete the task assigned by the NPC]

[This dungeon is a personal dungeon, except the player himself is all evil spirits]

[Special note: This copy cannot use any lethal weapons, otherwise it will be considered a failure]

[Mission Tip [-]: Go to Fuxing Tea House to find Su Qi to receive the mission]

Looking at this old street on Wednesday, I thought for a moment that I was in Hengdian as a group performer...

"No wonder this time is different from the previous three levels. It turned out to be a personal copy. It still looks quite tricky... It's fine as a player, and you can't use lethal weapons..."

The black gold battle ax is not good enough, as for the wooden doll Xiao Qi...

It must be a powerful and lethal existence, but it shouldn't be counted as a weapon, right?

Zhou An glanced at the cloth bag at his feet, and squatted down to open it out of curiosity.

Good guy, cooperating with me, is this running away from home? !
In this cloth bag are two changes of clothes, an old-fashioned key, and a money bag.

There was still some change in it, and a few biscuits that had cooled down.

"Carry it first, what if it's useful?"

Carrying a cloth bag on Wednesday, strolling in the old street: "Only 24 disappeared, and I have to complete the task given by the NPC... Time is running out."

He casually stopped a middle-aged female ghost, asked the location of Fuxing Tea House, and went straight there.

The teahouse on Zhonglou North Street looks very large, and there are a lot of customers at the door. As soon as I walked to the door on Wednesday, I saw a person who looked like a waiter walked out of the teahouse.

When he saw Wednesday, he quickly waved and said, "Is your name Wednesday?"

When asked by him on Wednesday, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded: "Yes, I am Wednesday, and you are Brother Su Qi?"

The waiter nodded, took off the towel from his shoulders and dusted him off, and said softly, "I'll take you to Mr. Zheng in a while, he's hiring a night watcher, and he'll give you 800 ghost notes a night. , this is a fat job, you have to perform well!"

Wednesday nodded to show that he understood, and followed him into the private room of the teahouse.

In the private room, a well-dressed man who looked about 60 years old was drinking tea and listening to music. When he saw someone coming in, he put down his teacup and turned to look at Wednesday.

He took a closer look, and asked with a smile: "Yes, this physique looks strong... What kind of work have you done before?"

This question made Zhou Zhifu murmur, is this a copy of the game world...or is it an immersive script killing?
"Do everything, do odd jobs... Are you Master Zheng?"

Mr. Zheng nodded: "Exactly, our family wants to recruit a young man who can watch the night, I think you are good, 800 a night, if you can do it until the end of the month, there will be a reward, it's just..."

He looked at Wednesday's face, and said seriously: "Our house is not very clean, are you afraid?"

There is no way to accept this!
On Wednesday, he looked like he didn't know what to do: "It's okay if it's not clean, I sleep late anyway, just clean it!"

Mr. Zheng laughed: "Okay! You are really a real person. Let me say it first. There are rules in recruiting people in our house. You have to be bold and careful. Can you do it?"

On Wednesday, I subconsciously straightened my back: "I'll tell you the truth, I'm all for being bold and careful. As for this, I'm not guilty... How can I say it, anyway, I have never done bad things to good people!"

Mr. Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Okay! I think you are the only one who can do this job, come with me!"

Carrying a cloth bag on Wednesday, he followed Mr. Zheng through the streets and alleys. After walking for 10 minutes, he came to a dark alley.

When I walked in, I found that there was only one family in the whole alley, and the gate of the big house was carved with beams and painted buildings. At first glance, it was not a place for ordinary people to live in.

The heavy black wooden doors were in disrepair and creaked when pushed open.

Mr. Zheng led Wednesday to the front yard, and carefully told him: "There is no one living in this mansion now, but there are still a lot of things. You can take a stroll at night, and don't come in for thieves... The kitchen is in the small area at the throat. In Kuayuan, there is food and drink, you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned his head and stared into Wednesday's eyes, and said word by word: "The last courtyard of this house is a small garden, no matter if you hear any noise or see anything, don't go in, otherwise you will live and die at your own risk. !"

What cosmic joke?
All the duplicate warnings, he never obeyed on Wednesday!

Wednesday, who had been slandering for a long time, still nodded to Mr. Zheng with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, I am a person with professional ethics, and I promise not to read or ask too many questions!"

Mr. Zheng didn't speak, but just took a deep look at him, turned his head and walked out of the gate: "According to the rules, I have to lock the door, and I will come to you at dawn tomorrow, young man, so you can do it yourself!"

What rules?Have to lock the door?

Wednesday glanced at the two-meter-high courtyard wall around him and felt a little scared. If there was a situation that he couldn't deal with, would it be considered a mission failure if he climbed over the wall directly?

The sky was getting dark, and a gust of evening wind blew by, and a few withered and yellow leaves fell from the branches in the yard.

There seems to be a chill in the air hitting Wednesday...

He looked up at the dead tree beside the courtyard wall, and there were a few black crows perched on the branches. They looked at him and squawked, the sound was no different from a broken gong.

An ominous premonition hung over my heart on Wednesday.

Now that it has been locked here, it seems that it will not be able to get out until dawn, and it is important to find a way to find clues to the mission.

He carefully observed the situation in the front yard. There was a peace jar placed in each of the four corners of the yard, and one of them had obvious cracks due to its age.

There are some drag marks on the bluestone on the ground, and there are some old blood stains that have dried and turned black in the corners...

What kind of deep house compound is this? It's like a ready-made haunted house that doesn't need decoration!
(End of this chapter)