Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The servants in the room stood stiffly in place.

Their expressions looked extraordinarily weird. Half of their faces belonged to the treacherous malice of the dungeon npc, but the other half still maintained the shock and panic that a servant should show.

Gosho turned a blind eye and lowered his head to straighten his cuffs.

He patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, then turned around and walked towards the door calmly.

No one tried to stop him.

Gosho just left the room unhurriedly.

The light in the corridor was a little dimmer than in the room, and the bloody smell that was so strong that it was almost unbreathable just now gradually faded away.

At this moment, he felt his wrist hanging by his side suddenly become cold, a warm hand wrapped around his wrist quietly, the cold fingertips gently slid over the raised slender wrist bones, and Ge Xiu palms together.

Ge Xiu glanced sideways.

The man walked forward side by side with him, his pale face was like a ghost in the dark corridor, he tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes cast a lightning-like glance under the slightly drooping eyelashes, and he laughed in his voice: " Miss, are you having fun?"

Ge Xiu slightly bent his lips and said happily:

"of course."

"The expressions of those npcs..." Gexiu paused for a second, as if reminiscing, and then sighed with a smile:

"What a treasure."

The man couldn't help laughing.

He coughed, barely suppressed the corners of his mouth, and continued to ask, "How did you do it?"

It is the first time he has seen such a situation that the game system can't even judge whether he has acted beyond the character's identity.

Ge Xiu shrugged: "This eldest lady obviously doesn't want to get married."

The furnishings in the room did not have the slightest hint of a new wedding, her mother was accustomed to her rebellious behavior at night, and the details in her words.

Plus……

Ge Xiu took out the pocket watch he found on the table earlier from his pocket, opened the watch, and threw it to the man: "Look."

Carefully concealed in the pocket watch is a photo of another person.

The unmarried teenage girl clearly wanted something.

The man stared at the photo in the pocket watch in his hand, then frowned sullenly, his deep voice was calm but dark, as if he was suppressing some dangerous emotion:

"Who is this?"

Gosho: "..."

He glanced at the man standing beside him complicatedly: "...you are too involved in the drama, it's not true."

The man gritted his teeth:

"--That's not OK."

Looking at his appearance, Ge Xiu couldn't help gloating: "Look, this is the identity you purposely created this time, hahahahaha..."

Before he could finish laughing, he was trapped in the corner by the man's unexpected figure—his back hit the hard wall, and the cold breath of the other party pressed up instantly, and the rest of his voice was blocked deep in his throat— -"Well!"

The cold and soft lips were blocked, and he bit his lower lip fiercely, like a storm in a summer afternoon.

Fast, intense, fleeting.

The foreheads of the two were pressed against each other, and the man rubbed the tip of Gexiu's nose with the tip of his nose. His voice was hoarse and deep:

"My fiancee... I don't know if I still have a chance to save you?"

Ge Xiu squinted his eyes, staring at the face of the other party who was close at hand:

"What if I say no."

The man gave a low laugh, leaned forward and pecked Ge Xiu's lips again, his voice was as soft as a whisper: "Then I will kill your lover, hide you in my attic, and then no one can see you except me." .”

Ge Xiu laughed out loud.

——Why is this role-playing still addictive?

He suppressed his urge to laugh, and pretended to be serious and asked back: "Then it seems I'd better agree?"

The man nodded deeply: "I think so."

At this moment, a deliberately amplified cough came from the end of the corridor not far away.

Ge Xiu turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw that the player who knocked on the door and called him before was looking embarrassed, standing at the top of the stairs, neither retreating nor advancing, his eyes wandering: "Ahem...well, the hostess asked me to come up and see your clothes change." how's it going……"

Ge Xiu broke free from the opponent's arms and chest, straightened his clothes that were a little wrinkled due to the action just now, and concealed his expression:

"Hey, I'll be there soon."

The man took two steps back with a nonchalant expression, staring at the player who wanted to flee the scene at the stairs not far away, narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "...Why is it you again."

The player wants to cry but has no tears: "..."

I also wonder how it was me again.

It’s okay to feed the dog food delivered to the door once, but what’s the matter with picking up the same person and feeding it repeatedly?

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When Gosho came downstairs, Mrs. Wright was already waiting there, and the tailor whose clothes were stained red with blood stood behind her, obviously telling her what happened upstairs just now.

Mrs. Wright's expression was extremely unfriendly.

She stared at Gexiu, and said gloomily, "What's the matter with you? Didn't I say that? Don't be willful!"

Other players peeked into the hall secretly from time to time, obviously they were also very concerned about their progress here.

Before Gexiu could answer, he only heard the gloomy knocking sound of the grandfather clock beside him. As if surprised, Mrs. Wright straightened up suddenly and turned her head to look at the clock.

A slender hand rested lightly on the top of the clock.

His fingers were pale and his joints were distinct.

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the man standing by the clock.

"It's fine if she doesn't want to wear it." The man said with a smile: "Normal wedding clothes are not too bad."

From an angle that everyone couldn't see clearly, Mrs. Wright's expression was slightly distorted, and a trace of fear flashed clearly in her eyes.

She lowered her head, took a sip of the tea in the teacup in her hand, her tone seemed to turn around 180 degrees, and suddenly softened:

"Since you say that...then forget it."

The player who has been quietly observing the movement in the hall since just now: "...??????"

They almost couldn't believe their eyes and ears.

That's it?That's it? ?

That's all for this npc? ? ?

Wait...this role-playing game can still be played like this? ? ? ? ?

Even Gosho cast an interested glance at him.

From a secret angle, the man blinked at him quickly, and the corners of his lips curled up at a slight angle.

At this moment, a bell rang outside the door, and a male servant rushed from outside the hall:

"Lord Post is here."

Mrs. Wright stood up quickly, raised her hand to straighten her crumpled skirt due to sitting for a long time, and walked towards the door, calling a player who was a servant as she walked: "I didn't expect that the time passed So fast, go to the kitchen to see if lunch is ready, and urge the cook, our distinguished guest has arrived soon."

After finishing speaking, she flew towards the door like a fluttering butterfly.

Soon, the sound of pleasant social conversation and the sound of the hostess being amused and giggling came from the front hall.

Obviously, I'm afraid it will continue for a while.

Ge Xiu stared thoughtfully at the direction where the player disappeared just now, turned his head and whispered to the man standing beside him:

"I gonna go see."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Mrs. Wright who was still greeting the new npc not far away, and walked quickly towards the side hall.

Gosho didn't know where the kitchen was.

He stood at one of the forks and looked around, then frowned slightly——As time went by, Gexiu could smell the looming smell of fresh blood in the air, and the smell of blood was still spreading gradually, becoming more and more It became clear.

At this moment, a deliberately suppressed scream came from not far away.

Gosho cheered up.

He quickened his pace and ran towards the direction of the sound.

The kitchen door was wide open, and snow-white water vapor escaped from the open door, and the sound of bubbling and boiling water could be heard from the outside.

Gosho walked into the kitchen.

The player who was sent just now leaned against the wall with a pale face and covered his mouth with one hand, as if he was afraid of making more noises.

The kitchen is huge, and there are all kinds of kitchen utensils in abundance, but at the moment they are scattered all over the place.

On the ground, the player who was sent to be the chef was lying in a mess with a hideous face. Large swaths of blood stained the ground and walls red, internal organs and minced meat flowed out from the incision on his upper body, and the whole kitchen was filled with a haze. A sickening smell of blood.

Ge Xiu walked over and brought down the still boiling water.

The water vapor gradually dissipated, and the corpse on the ground was revealed—the wounds on his body were exactly the same as those of the deceased last night.

The same perfect and regular arc.

At this moment, footsteps came from the door at the other end of the kitchen, as if an NPC was approaching.

Ge Xiu made a decisive decision, reached out and grabbed the player who was still leaning against the wall in a daze, and dragged him out of the kitchen abruptly.

The player stumbled and followed Ge Xiu, and ran for a long time before he couldn't see the door of the kitchen.

The player was still in shock, holding on to his knees and panting desperately, and was terrified by the scene just now:

"This, how can this be done?"

"You?" Ge Xiu stood aside with his arms folded, without blushing or panting, and said slowly, "Go and tell Mrs. Wright, the food will be ready soon."

The player was surprised: "But..."

"Do you think that in such a big family, there will only be one cook in the kitchen?" Ge Xiu said calmly: "Those footsteps should be other chefs—just npcs, even if the dishes really can't be cooked, That's their problem too, you're safe anyway."

The player breathed a sigh of relief, obviously calmed down a lot.

He glanced at Ge Xiu gratefully: "Okay, okay, thank you, I'll go right away."

But before he took a few steps, he was stopped by Ge Xiu: "Hey! Wait."

"what happened?"

"By the way, pass on a message to others that it's best to eat only vegetarian food at noon today." Ge Xiu shrugged.

The player frowned: "Why?"

Ge Xiu glanced at him coolly: "Did you see any meat ingredients in the kitchen?"

The player shook his head blankly: "...No."

"Then guess what," Gosho smiled, "What would those chefs turn into meat dishes?"

—the body of the cook.

This answer quickly popped out of the player's mind, making him shudder. He didn't dare to question it. After hastily thanking him, he quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Why are you so kind to him?" The figure of the man gradually appeared, staring at the direction where the player disappeared, frowning slightly.

Ge Xiu shrugged and said casually: "Do good deeds every day, can't you?"

The man looks gloomy:

"...and you even held his hand."

Ge Xiu laughed, turned his head to look at the other party: "I still have a debt to settle with you, and you will be unhappy first."

"Reckoning?" The man frowned slightly.

Ge Xiu slowly approached the man in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly:

"Tell me, what is going on with you and this copy?"

The man asked calmly:

"What do you mean?"

Ge Xiu gave a "tsk" sound: "It seems that I must make my point clear."

As Gexiu approached, the man backed away slowly until his back was against the wall, and there was no room to retreat.

Looking at the man in front of him who was cornered by him, the smile on the corner of Gexiu's lips widened. His white canine teeth were like some kind of ferocious beast, and there was a gloomy and throbbing flame in the depths of his dark eyes:

"Actually, this is your original copy, right?"