The NPC Was Once Again Frightened By Me

The elite man obviously didn't feel Lin Huai's love for fishing.He frowned as if he couldn't understand it: "What?"

"Don't understand? Forget it." Lin Huai stood up, "There is no reason for us to bring a tow bottle that can't even catch fish..."

Chu Tianshu complained about him: "...what obsession do you have with fishing?"

The elite man and the doctor woman who received the rejection could only drink their own red medicine face to face.It can be seen with the naked eye that after fighting a life-and-death battle, they can only be like a pair of bitter couples who can't get used to each other again, guarding against each other to drive the boat one step ahead and leave the island.

They ignored the two men and boarded the boat themselves.The boat went down the river, and Lin Huai was sitting on the boat, flipping through the "Bo Ming Lu" in his hand.

"Look," he pointed to the third story, "the third painting is finished, and the third story is also out."

"What kind of story is it?"

"It's another story about a girl being cheated by a scumbag." Lin Huai shrugged, "The heroine is a well-known general on the battlefield, but her daughter was exposed by her subordinates, she gave up her career for love, and married her Phoenix male subordinate. In the end, she was forcibly locked up in the house by her subordinates and became a woman in a deep house. Her subordinates cheated on her and married a concubine. Her own daughter had her feet bound and was burned to death in the fire because she couldn't get out..."

"The first story is that the heroine was eaten by the hero. The second story is that the heroine was cheated by the hero and married to the mountain god. The third story is that the heroine was scumbag by the hero... ...These three paintings point to the revenge of every poor woman." Chu Tianshu tapped the side of the boat with his fingers, "And the last story among these four stories is 'Chrysanthemum', Zhu Pi is 'Holding the Son', Grow old together'... I can't help but have a guess in connection with these previous stories..."

Lin Huai turned around: "What guess?"

Chu Tianshu said: "This story is most likely a story between a prince and a princess, which fits the ancient background."

Lin Huai: "Considering the consistency of the painting style, it makes sense."

Chu Tianshu: "At the same time, it is about the sadomasochistic love between men and women. Every story seems to have the flavor of ancient romance and sadism. The sadomasochistic love is deeply caused by fate, love, killing, revenge, and abuse..."

Lin Huai: "You're right...but are you sure that the first three stories are sadomasochistic love between a man and a woman? Obviously they are similar to "○ in the Palm" and "The North City ○ The Sea Never Sleeps" "The magic realism is bloody..."

Chu Tianshu said: "At the same time, it also involves 'chrysanthemum'. From the second and third stories, the 'flower' is a symbolic concept. The blood splashed on the screen is plum blossom , the hair floating under the ice is orchids, and the bloodstains dragged from kneeling on the beach are bamboos, related to the appearance of chrysanthemums..."

He looked at Lin Huai, stretched out five fingers and twirled around: "Is it very similar to the electric fan turning?"

Lin Huaixu rolled his eyes: "So?"

"Electric fan, ancient style, princess, prince..." Chu Tianshu said to himself, "I suspect the last story is about a princess being hung on an electric fan by the prince for three days..."

Lin Huai: "...Huh?"

"And our task is to draw a 'chrysanthemum'." Chu Tianshu said, "In each copy of this game, ghosts adhere to the concept of blood for blood. Therefore, what we need to do is to draw the surviving The owner of the chrysanthemum farm, the prince, hung it on an electric fan and let him turn it on for three days to get the shadow of the 'chrysanthemum'..."

Lin Huai: "...I don't think so, but speaking of it."

He stared at the shadow of his right hand reflected on the deck under the sun: "Hold your hand, and grow old with you... Do you think that the shadow of the hand really looks like a chrysanthemum?"

He moved his slender and flexible fingers, staring at the changes in the shadow: "The three hints given by the game before all have their own meanings. 'Peach blossoms, burn their flowers', which means that we need to use the owner's The blood splashed into dots to complete the plum blossoms that are full of trees. "The so-called Yiren, on the side of the water" means that the orchid painting is in the water, we need to enter the dreamland, rescue the orchid's body in the water, and float in the water with her long hair Shadows under the ice, forming orchids."

"Next, it's 'like cutting like learning, like cutting like grinding'." Chu Tianshu continued, "Speaking of which, this puzzle is relatively easy to explain, as long as the enemies of the ghosts kneel on the ground, There are long bloodstains on the ground, which is the so-called 'bamboo', violent and aesthetic..."

"So the last sentence 'hold your hand and grow old with you' should mean... We need to hold Li Gui's hand?"

Lin Huai looked at his palm, and at the same time, the sound of a boat approaching the shore came from the waves.

Juzhuang has arrived.

Similar to Meilanzhu Sanzhuang, the entire Judao is in the bleak autumn wind.In the evening, the setting sun cast long shadows out of the two of them.

Unlike other islands, there are no mountains or hills on this small island. There is only one in the middle of the island, which is full of red lanterns——

Old theater!

This old theater garden is extremely dilapidated just from its appearance.An old man in a black hood held a lamp and sat in front of the theater gate.

He lowered his head, looking like he was extremely old, and only leaned on a chair to support the energy around him.He doesn't look like a living person, but rather a layer of skin, only relying on his clothes and bones to support his human spirit.

Seeing the two coming, he unsteadily got up from the bamboo chair, and said hoarsely: "You two... are also here to see the show. Cough cough, cough cough..."

He coughed vigorously again, Lin Huai almost suspected that he was going to cough out his lungs.The moment he raised his hand, Lin Huai noticed a jade ring on his skinny finger.

The jade ring flashed by, and the old man held the lantern and said to the two of them, "Since you are here to see a play, let's come in."

He turned around, and the heavy night was also pressing down at this moment.The red lanterns all over the courtyard lit up at this moment!

Lanterns illuminate the courtyard.There are hundreds of wooden seats in the courtyard, and there is a person sitting on each of them!

They were all wrapped in body bags, and the whole body was tightly covered, without leaving any curves that could identify their figures. Only one right hand was exposed, protruding from the small hole on the side of the body bag, quietly. Rests quietly on the seat handle.

Hundreds of body bags, like white cocoons, sit quietly in the courtyard.

The theater was supposed to be a lively place, but this group of body bags turned out to be the only audience for the actors on the stage.This combination of mortuary and theater is extremely weird, adding a sense of absurdity amidst the solemnity.

Lin and Chu walked behind the old man along the path between the "audience".The body bags were silent, making no sound.

"This scene is so weird." Lin Huai secretly said to Chu Tianshu, looking at the bright red lanterns, the miserable white body bag audience, and the pitch-black stage in the distance, "I didn't expect..."

Chu Tianshu: "Didn't expect anything?"

Lin Huai: "I've only heard of 500 professional audiences a day, but I haven't heard of the rented audience of dead people wearing body bags. It can be seen that the poor performance of this ghost theater is unbearable for the living. Find the dead to make up for it."

Chu Tianshu: ...

"But—" Lin Huai continued, "What are they all showing a hand for?"

Chu Tianshu thought for a while: "Maybe it's to applaud for the performance."

Lin Huaixu rolled his eyes: "But they all only showed one hand."

Chu Tianshu said: "Slap your belly, the sound will be louder."

The old man walking in front of them froze for a moment, as if he had never seen a player who spoke like this in this scene.

The old man led the two of them to the first row.Two empty seats were left in the first row, facing the stage under the black cloth.He turned to the two of them and said in a hoarse voice, "Please take a seat."

The two finally sat down, one on the left and one on the right.

As soon as Chu Tianshu sat down, he noticed that the seat was still warm.

——Perhaps less than 10 minutes ago, the mixed-race man and white-collar woman were still sitting in this seat.

On his left sat Lin Huai, and on his right sat a ghost in a body bag.After leading them to the theater, the old man stood on the other side.Chu Tianshu looked left and right, zipped up his black and white coat to the highest position, and put on his hat.

Seeing his inexplicable behavior, Lin Huai asked, "What are you doing?"

Chu Tianshu: "I try to be more gregarious."

Lin Huai:?

Chu Tianshu said: "Tell me, could these white body bags be their support uniforms?"

After the two sat down firmly, the old man handed out two pink play sheets to them one by one.After this, he returned to the corner, as silent as a shadow.

A total of five plays were written on the pink playlist.

The first play is called Face Changing.

The second play, called Spitfire.

The third play is called Flying Dagger.

The fourth play is called Dongli.

The fifth play is called Holding Hands.

Different from the last two plays, the first three plays are all written in red ink.Just as Lin Huai was about to lick the paper to taste whether there was a smell of lies or blood, a bell rang from the stage.

"clang--"

"clang--"

"clang--"

After three bells rang, the dark curtain was lifted.

Appearing on the stage is a woman in red with a mask on her face.She looked at the crowd and said, "The performance is about to begin."

"Tonight's performance consists of five programs. The first three are competitive programs that require the cooperation of all guests. The middle one is a performance program. Please enjoy the performance quietly. The last one is an interactive program. First of all, we wish the guests success in holding hands!" The woman smiled.

"In the first two shows, there have been three guests who have become our members because of the failure of the show. One guest is in our pending area. In today's show... well, here we go again The two brand new guests, I don't know if they can perform better in the performance? Or..."

The woman smiled viciously: "They will also become our... a member of this troupe?"

"Then, let's wait and see about this performance." The woman said with a smile, "Then our—"

"Liu Laogen's grand stage, officially begins." Chu Tianshu clapped his hands suddenly, "Good!"

The woman on stage: ...

"Come on stage, give us a show." Chu Tianshu shouted while applauding, "Don't force me so much, don't you want to invite a leader to talk for 5 minutes? Hurry up, put All your performances here are brought up to the master."

Woman: "The show has officially begun, starting with our first play, Face Changing."

"it is good!"

Chu Tianshu clapped his hands.

"Hey," Lin Huaixu looked up at him, "what are you doing?"

Chu Tianshu said straightforwardly: "Support their love for show business."

Lin Huai: "...Speak human words."

Chu Tianshu: "Applause for love."

Lin Huai: "...what?"

"You see so many audiences, no one applauds." Chu Tianshu pointed to the body bag beside him, "If you were the host and performer, you would be so embarrassed. I'm considering their psychology as performers Demand. Every performer needs a good audience..."

Lin Huai: "...the psychological needs of ghosts?"

Chu Tianshu: "Together?"

Lin Huai was silent for a while, and then joined him in applauding for love.