The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"puff!"

It was as if someone suddenly blew a breath, and the only oil lamp in the room was extinguished.

At this moment, through the mottled glass window, the sky outside has become completely dark.

"Da da da!"

It was like the sound of heels hitting the wooden floor, coming from far away, accompanied by the rolling of the rollers. In the overly quiet atmosphere, the sound was very clear, but no matter how hard you listened, you couldn't find the source of the sound.

It's as if it's everywhere, everywhere.

"What's that sound! Listen!" Yang Qing was the first to panic and couldn't help but speak out to break the increasingly silent atmosphere.

"Shut up..." Wang Longzhao snorted softly and tilted his ears without moving.

A strange feeling arose spontaneously, and the four of them were obviously a little afraid. Even Wang Longzhao became cautious and carefully distinguished.

There was a slight sound of a flame starting, and the hall suddenly became bright.

My vision, which had adapted to the darkness, was pierced by the light and I squinted subconsciously. After a while of adjusting, I could see the surrounding environment clearly.

The tall candlesticks placed along the corners of the wall were burning with flames, and the dishes and ashes left on the dining table in the darkness of the night had all turned into fresh and tempting delicacies and fruits and vegetables.

The roasted chicken with fat and an alluring aroma, the roasted pork chops, and the bunch of plump grapes with water droplets...

The twisted candles on the three-pronged candlesticks were lit, making the table piled with food particularly tempting. Next to the knife, fork and plate, the wine in the wine glass was bright in color, and the pure wine red color was tempting to taste.

The feeling of hunger was suddenly aroused, and almost at the same time, the sound of swallowing was heard in the room.

Reluctantly moving his eyes away from the dining table piled with wine and meat, the dilapidated environment that the maid had brought him in at the beginning was no longer there. Under the light of candles, the castle was full of vitality and grandeur. The wooden carved walls were decorated with lacquer and looked extremely luxurious.

Even the carpet under their feet regained its bright colors and exquisite appearance.

It was as if we had arrived at the same place in another dimension.

"Sorry, I'm late."

The sound came from the stairs facing the rectangular dining table. When they looked in the direction of the sound, the first thing they saw was the folds of wide skirts descending from the corner of the stairs.

The deep red silk dress seemed to contain the radiance of the sun and the moon, shining brightly, and exuding a ripple-like texture as she moved.

Then, everyone saw the owner of the voice, a lady wearing gorgeous palace clothes, who was supported by a male servant.

She was wearing a rose hat decorated with goose feather silk flowers. Her face could not be seen clearly under the black mesh, but judging from the glimpse of her profile, she was a beauty.

"Madam, the seat is on your left, please take a seat." The butler respectfully pulled open the main seat at the dining table and bent down to motion for the lady to take a seat.

She stretched out a small section of her fingers from under her satin cuffs, touched the armrest of the seat, and then slowly sat down.

"Guests from afar, have you ever seen my husband?"

The lady lowered her head slightly, her black veil covering everything, only the faint voice could be heard from it.

[It is rumored that the countess who lives in the dilapidated castle feeds on human hearts and flesh. She seduces travelers here day and night, but the legend is not entirely true. Perhaps she is just a wife who is waiting for her husband to return home...]

[Please answer the Count's question.]

Before they could take their eyes off the woman in gorgeous clothes who suddenly appeared, the system prompt sounded again, and forced them to reply.

The four of them hesitated for a moment, not knowing what answer they should give to ensure their safety. In the end, four pairs of eyes fell on Qin Jue.

"Nephew, I guess you must have played many games before and you must know the rules of the games. Why don't you answer this question first and give us an example?"

Qiao Yi Zhong spoke in a low voice. His tone was good, but his words were a bit shameless.

Qin Jue moved his gaze away from the Earl and glanced at a few people. Seeing that they had no intention of replying, he knew that they were trying to test the waters with him!

"I haven't thought of that yet. Didn't you see the time limit? If you don't answer within the specified time, there may be a punishment."

After being reminded by Qin Jue, several people saw the one-minute countdown in the upper left corner after the system popped up a dialogue.

When something potentially life-threatening occurs, they no longer daydream and appear much more anxious.

The butler pushed the two-story dining cart forward and served everyone dishes and wine. The sound of knives and forks hitting the plates was a bit noisy in the ears of several people. Before they could figure out the answer to the question, they had to hesitate whether to eat the food placed on the plate.

One minute seems particularly slow.

Seeing that Qin Jue was determined to delay time, Qiao Yi Zhong was at a loss. He turned to look at Wang Longzhao, who was the least fearless of death, but the other party remained indifferent and seemed not to intend to answer this question.

As time passed by, Qiao Yizhong was sweating profusely as he was worried about the "punishment" Qin Jue mentioned.

"I forgot that the guests must be tired. This is not urgent. Please enjoy your meal. After dinner, servants will lead you back to your rooms to rest."

Stuck at the last second of the countdown, the lady sitting in the main seat spoke again, rescued a few panicked people, stood up, fiddled with her dress and left.

A plate with a dust cover was placed in front of Qin Jue, and the servants pushed the dining cart and left one after another.

"Everyone, please enjoy your meal."

The crisis is over, it's too easy.

"That's it? It's not that difficult?" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Qiao Yi Zhong felt that it was just a false alarm. He snorted and relaxed his guard, thinking that this was nothing more than a game.

"I thought it was something amazing, but this system is just like this? Games are just games after all, I don't know why those people can't get through it."

Yang Qing liked to respond without thinking. Apparently, he was frightened by the countdown of the system just now, so he deliberately raised his voice to give himself courage.

"So, do you want to eat these meals?" His stomach growled with hunger. Zhao Yiyao sniffed the aroma of the food and swallowed.

But he had not forgotten the dusty scene he saw when he came here, and turned to look at Wang Longzhao with some hesitation.

The sound of the knife and fork colliding was very light, but it was caught by everyone again.

They turned around and looked at Qin Jue at the back.

Focusing on the gaze of the person in his arms, Qin Jue raised his head, with the piece of meat on the fork still at the edge of his mouth, about to put it into his mouth.

"What are you all...looking at me for?"

"This, have you eaten it? Can you really eat it?" Yang Qing was also very hungry. He felt that he was almost starving. He looked at the piece of meat in Qin Jue's hand with greedy eyes and asked urgently.

"It smells delicious. Is there anything wrong with eating it?" Qin Jue took a bite of the pork chop, his mouth full of juice and the fragrance lingering on his teeth. He enjoyed the meal very much.

It was something unique, so of course he enjoyed eating it.

However, I didn't even look at him from beginning to end. Did I really ignore him?

The system wouldn't really say anything bad about him, would it? Petty?

"That's good, that's good." After confirming the safety of the food, Yang Qing buried his head and started eating.

His movements were a bit rough, he took food from here and there, and soon he had cleared the plate in front of him.

The sounds of swallowing and chewing were loud, as if carrying some kind of magic, infecting other people's taste buds and poor stomachs.

Seeing that Yang Qing was fine after eating and instead ate more and more, the other three people put aside their concerns and, tempted by the delicious food on the table, joined Yang Qing's camp.

At first, they were concerned about their appearance and ate with knives and drank from wine glasses, but later on, the people around them ate more and more, their stomachs seemed like a bottomless pit, and they devoured all the food nearby.

While eating from their plates and looking at the food at the table, several people began to panic that their portions might be taken away.

They threw away their knives and forks, threw away their cups, and started to grab the food without saying a word, filling their mouths with it, and even stood up and started to tear and snatch it.

The wax tears slid down the candlestick, and the flame became brighter. On the wall behind the dining table, the shadow of a person who was busy working the dishes on the table was reflected. The shadow was swelling hideously, with huge ambition and greed, ready to devour everything in his hands.

For a moment, Qin Jue saw the food in their hands turned into struggling and wriggling maggots, and turned into rotting and spoiled corpses growing with bacteria.

Qin Jue ate slowly with a knife and fork, lowering his eyelids so as not to look at the overly distorted and disgusting scenes.

He only said that he could eat it, but that doesn’t mean that everything on the table can be eaten.

"The greater their greed, the more they are tempted by these corrupt things. You see, with just a little guidance, they are hooked."

Next to my ear, there is an evil ghost that suddenly appears, hiding its whereabouts.

"Greed, ugliness, their souls are constantly expanding."

Qin Jue turned his head, and there was nothing behind him, but the feeling was still there. He opened his mouth and saw that those people were immersed in wolfing down their food and didn't pay attention to him. He said, "I thought you really ignored me."

Qin Jue heard a chuckle in his ear, and heard the other party's kind reminder: "It is narrow-minded. It has been exhausted during this period of time. It has to take care of helping you at the same time, and it is still sulking. You should coax it."

The sound faded, the perception faded, the evil spirit only came for a short while, and then disappeared again.

When I came to my senses, I saw that the rectangular dining table had been cleared out by the four of them, leaving only some food scraps on the dirty plates.

Holding the round chassis, several people slumped in their chairs, gasping for breath.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, from Qin Jue's perspective, the things they had eaten were shrinking until they disappeared without a trace.

The four people returned to normal, the madness that had been induced receded like a tide, and reason once again took control of the high ground in their brains.

Before they could pay attention to the situation at the table, the butler pushed open the door of the restaurant at the right time and stood aside to lead the way.

"Everyone, the room is ready, please follow me!"

There was light in the corridor and everywhere, which made the people who had eaten and drunk enough feel more at ease.

"This game comes with food and drinks, which is pretty good." Yang Qing patted his clothes and stood up, wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, burped, and sighed.

After the meal, the four of them looked tired and exhausted, as if a veil was covering their heads. Even the rationality and vigilance they had just raised were suppressed under the veil.

The few of them left the dining table and followed the butler's lead, up the wooden spiral staircase, to the guest room on the left side of the first floor.

The butler directed them to the rooms one by one, and after sending them to the seemingly spacious and luxurious guest rooms, he guided Qin Jue to the last adjacent room.

"My room is here too?"

Looking at the door that was no different from others, Qin Jue stood at the door without going in, and asked questions to Song Chenfeng who was dressed as a butler.

"What your Excellency meant." Song Chenfeng nodded, expressionless on his face, and prepared to leave.

Reaching out his hand to stop the soul from leaving, Qin Jue asked: "Wait, where does my wife live?"

"...Don't be disrespectful to adults, you..." Song Chenfeng frowned. After becoming a ghost, his emotions were slightly lacking, but his stubborn character was still retained.

Because he benefited from the Ghost King and absorbed a wisp of his ghost energy to stabilize his soul, he became a believer of the Ghost King and naturally could not tolerate Qin Jue's rude words.

A head popped up behind him, and his arm was pulled, stopping Song Chenfeng from blurting out the correction. Song Wanyu tilted his head, revealed the information with a smile, and pulled his brother's face, trying to make him smile:

"The last room on the left on the third floor. Brother, don't be so rigid!"

"Thank you."

After getting the exact location, Qin Jue didn't even touch the door handle of his room. He turned around and went up the stairs.

"Wanyu, stop making trouble and get off my back..."

"I won't! You carry me! I'm not heavy!"

"Stop making trouble. Have you forgotten what the adults told us? In the second half of the night..."

"Oh yeah... let's go!"

The brother and sister disappeared into the corridor while playing.