Help, I've become a paper man

"But wait a minute..." Song Yi said, his mind returned to the prompt. He thought about his luck value and was about to say something, but a "creak" stopped him from speaking. They were originally close to the villa, and at this moment the door in front of them opened, revealing the courtyard inside.

Not only is it not luxurious, nor is it elegant and comfortable, it is not even clean and tidy. The slightly dilapidated building inside is coupled with an extremely crowded scene. The building should be spacious from the outside, but the moment the door is opened, it is like a can of sardines that has just been opened. There is no place to move. If they want to enter now, they need to consider whether to squeeze through the moving skeletons or bump into the guy wrapped in black cloth.

Seeing this scene, he changed the words on his lips and blurted out: "It seems that this employer does not need servants, why don't we go."

No matter how you look at it, something seems wrong with this "liveliness" here. No one in sight looks like a living person. This place is either a wolf's den or a tiger's lair. There is black smoke billowing inside, and it looks more like a source of danger.

Xuanyunduo's face turned pale, but she still shook her head and said, "I can't leave. I have to... go see my employer first."

Obviously, making this decision was against his conscience. Song Yi did not refuse immediately. After all, he did not really leave. He also felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to leave, he began to feel a chill on his back. A strong sense of crisis emerged. The group of ghostly servants discovered them and cast vague glances at them. But there were definitely more than just them. There should have been other guys who were staring at him at that moment with some eagerness to try, which gave him goose bumps.

"Okay, let's go in." Song Yi said as he took the initiative to walk to the front. When he stepped over the threshold, he pushed away the nearest black windbreaker. As soon as his hand touched the sticky fabric, a fishy smell spread to his nose. Obviously, this black color was not a good thing, but under this situation, he had to repeat what he was doing, pushing the things in front of him aside, and squeezing through the fabric with Xuanyunduo.

There were too many monsters blocking his way, and the distance from the gate to the villa was too far. This section of the journey took him an especially long time, as if he was actively melting into the monsters, along with the stench.

Song Yi frowned and tried his best to move forward. His keen sense of smell was a disaster at this moment. The pervasive smell was too strong, making his brain dizzy and his movements gradually began to waver, like an insect that fell into honey and could not escape the stickiness of its surroundings.

A "pa" sound made Song Yi wake up instantly. The pain flashed briefly, but Xuanduo's slap did not move away. The slap just now was loud, but actually not much force was used. The girl behind him also began to shake, not because of the smell interference, but simply because of her body size.

For Song Yi, the "sea of ​​people" only needs to be pushed away. No matter what kind of monster wearing black clothes it is, as long as it doesn't actively attack, he will not find it difficult to engage in a simple physical confrontation. If there is no interference from the smell, this will be a piece of cake for him. But the same situation is just the opposite for Xuanyueduo.

The smell would not cause any trouble to Fei Niao, but the height difference between the two became a problem. The monster that Song Yi pushed away fell behind him as the young man moved forward, and Xuanyunduo followed behind, facing the upside-down monster and the gravity that poured down with it.

All I can say is that, given that they both had their own difficulties, Song Yi deserved the slap.

He came back to his senses and asked awkwardly, "Um, are you okay?"

Xuanyunduo replied: "Still alive."

But it didn't sound good either. In the crowd, Song Yi couldn't even turn around. There were only the muffled voices of the two people, which started and ended. They walked farther and farther, and got closer to the door. But gradually, the blackness around them merged into one, and it seemed that they were about to be drowned. The feeling of suffocation lingered on them, and the breathing of the two became difficult.

Song Yi reluctantly said: "Expert...think of a solution."

Xuanyunduo's voice was even more vague. She had already grabbed Song Yi's arms with both hands, and was using almost all her strength with her feet, using her head to push Song Yi's back to continue moving without hitting his face.

The two of them struggled like they were in a flood, their bodies were shaking even more. In the midst of difficulties, it must be said that human potential is huge, but with Song Yi here, Xuanyunduo will still be affected by him and look nervous. With an idea, she jumped hard and threw herself on Song Yi, barely able to raise her head and said loudly: "Let us go, we are going to see the young master."

The monsters stopped shaking and stood still. Song Yi also stabilized from the shaking. He raised his hand to press his earlobe and whispered, "Sister, you didn't let me go either. The decibel is really loud."

Xuanyunduo ignored him, and Song Yi said nothing more. The situation in front of him changed, and the black moved again, this time to both sides. There were still people alive under the black clothes, pushing each other away, no longer squeezing in the middle, but avoiding the two people instead.

They were finally able to breathe smoothly and escape from the squeeze. Xuanyunduo loosened his hands and jumped off Song Yi's back with a staggering step. Song Yi was in a similar state. If Xuanyunduo had not thought of this and continued walking like this, they might have been crushed at any time.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Song Yi made a "tsk" sound. He felt more and more that the system prompt was a trap, but Xuanyunduo didn't think so. Before he could speak, she grabbed his arm and dragged him forward.

Song Yi had no choice but to follow suit. The two of them quickly left and entered the building through the door. In the living room, the monsters from before were still there, but the color of their clothes had become lighter. Instead of the dizzying black, they were an inky gray. Their number had also been greatly reduced, with only four of them, scattered around the room, each with their own duties. Some were watering the flowers, some were mopping the floor, some were arranging the bookshelves, and some were making tea.

At first glance, Song Yi couldn't find anyone who was slacking off. He couldn't tell who the "young master" was. He was still wondering if the first item of the game was to find an NPC. When they walked closer, they saw the rest of the things, uh, or the rest of the "people"?

There was a doll sitting on the glass coffee table, but no bigger than a palm. When it heard the voices of Song Yi and the others, it was trying to get up unsteadily. Seeing it taking action, the four people around it stopped what they were doing, opened their mouths, revealing their empty mouths, and made the same noise, as if they were shouting a specific name.

"Are you the young master?" Song Yi asked, his directness made Xuanyunduo's eyelids twitch, and she almost covered Song Yi's mouth.

The doll stopped moving, looked up at Song Yi, nodded slowly, and then said: "I need you to help me do something."

This time, Song Yi glanced at Xuanyunduo, and after she nodded in affirmation, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Look at this doll, staying here obediently, like a trapped beast surrounded by evil spirits, innocent and pitiful. Song Yi originally thought that the task it would say would be to protect or kill, but he didn't expect the doll to be able to speak, let alone say words beyond his imagination.

The doll said, "Please help me clean the pool."