The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

All monsters with cards were invited, except for the master, there were a total of [-] seats, because he was the master's brother, he sat in the first seat on the left, opposite the peacock who was bombarded by him, he was holding a The wheat grain teases a black-feathered starling.

As soon as the big demon saw him, he turned his face away: "Hmph."

It's also arrogant enough.

The banquet was full, and the singing and dancing hadn't started yet, but it was still lively inside.

The monsters drank a lot of wine during the day, and now they are still full of alcohol, whether they are drunk or not, they are all unrestrained, and some of them even turned into monsters, which can be said to be a group of demons dancing wildly.

The buildings here are in Han and Tang style, as are the seats.There was a layer of matting on the ground, and there was a futon. The monsters sat on the futon at will, either with their legs crossed or with their legs supported, but none of them sat upright like Ren Yifei.

However, his sitting posture did not arouse any suspicion.

As we all know, Mr. He has a lot of things to do and is particular.

Ren Yifei's eyelids were half drooped, and his eyelashes cast a shadow. Although he had a resume, he still needed to pay more attention to the details.

Other players don't have so many troubles. They don't have to pretend to be the original owner. It doesn't matter if they are recognized by the NPC. As long as they don't break certain rules, the NPCs can't attack them even if their teeth are itchy.

Saman is such a player, he does not need to play the role of the original owner, this is not his strong point.But he will not break the rules and let himself be the first bird.

As a challenger, he was placed very far back, last on the right.This position is also convenient for him to see the performance of many monsters on the left.

From the white-clothed monster on the left to the challenger player on the opposite side, he looked at them one by one. Among them, there were a few lucky players who were high-level monsters.

They knew which players were players just by looking at each other.Unless there are thousands of faces, or the camouflage ability of the blind youth in the previous dungeon, most players are obvious to him.

The npc will talk to the player, and once the player reveals obvious 'non-npc' flaws, he will be excluded by the npc group.This probing may be about character, or it may be about some common sense.

NPCs will not kill these unexposed players, but they will try their best to harm the players and cause them more trouble.Therefore, the favorability of npc is very important.

The higher the player's error rate in the npc's question and answer, the lower the favorability.

Saman tried not to speak to reduce his error rate.Most of the players are like him, they try their best to pretend to be drunk, and use their actions to refuse contact and strike up conversations with npcs.

One player even lay down directly on the square table: I'm drunk, please do not disturb.

There are many guests in the main hall, and there are more players staying in their own small rooms in every corner, looking forward to it.

The maid's warning is by no means aimless, the players are not newcomers, they hold at least one R-rank card in their hands, and they still have a dozen or so game experience.So they are very clear that sneaking out is definitely a violation of the rules, and the end is very likely to be a meal on the plate.

But relatively, the more rules do not allow, the more hidden clues.Anyone who can make a lot of money is under the criminal law, and this is the reason.

These players stranded in the room are very hesitant, should they save their lives, or go further?

A player pondered for a moment in the room, thinking about seeking wealth and wealth, but in the end he still got out of the room.

Outside the house is a corridor, and outside the corridor is a small yard.During the day, the small yard is very lively, you can see birds and hear the sound of the wind blowing the branches, but at night like this, there is no sound at all in the small yard, there is no wind, only the quiet moonlight.

There was no one outside, and the maid who often walked around during the day was gone.

The player tiptoed, sticking to one side of the wall and walking into a corner corridor.This place is different from his side. There are rooms on both sides, and the occupant's sign is still hung on the door.

A hole was cut in the wooden door of a room. The player accidentally met the eyes on the door hole. Both of them were speechless.

"Hello?"

"Ah hello."

Farewell to this little accident, the player continued to move forward, and the player who dug the hole was still staring at him.

"Ah!" The player inside the door yelled shortly. He covered his mouth, his eyes widened, and he was terrified.Right in front of his eyes, that player seemed to have stepped into a certain space just now, and his body disappeared little by little!

Players who were still exploring the corridor were completely unaware of the abnormality.

He was very cautious, walked without making a sound, and was always alert.

The corridor was brightly lit, and the oil lamps on both sides gave off a bright light.Players can clearly see the texture of the floor they are stepping on, the brown floor, and the reddish-brown lines.

After walking a few steps, the closed doors on both sides seemed to be covered by an invisible layer, slowly blurring.

The reddish-brown lines on the floor overflowed with ant-sized mucus, and the reddish-brown lines bulged like tiny blood vessels, causing the walls on both sides of the corridor to twist.

The player turned his head abruptly, but there was nothing unusual about the room, walls, or floor.

He felt something was wrong, but after a closer look, he found nothing, so he gritted his teeth and walked forward slowly, touching the wall.

sweet scent...

Since the banquet was full of oil lamps, the sweet scent here has become very strong, and mixed with the burning incense, it becomes a pungent smell.

Everyone at the banquet didn't notice anything.

Everyone was drinking, Ren Yifei only wanted water, clean water.

He didn't even drink tea.

The oil lamp is mixed with that dizzying sweet aroma, who knows if there is anything else mixed in the wine?

He became more and more vigilant, except for water, he didn't taste any fresh fruit on the small square table.

Fortunately, Mr. He is this kind of person. If another unscrupulous prodigal character was used, Ren Yifei would have no choice but to grab a maid at random and feed them with teasing, so as to avoid the fate of the food entrance.

There are not a few players who have the same worries as him.

Looking around, among the twenty big demon seats, three or four of them neither entertained the maids nor drank heavily, which was very eye-catching.

And among the monsters who found the maid to have fun, there were also two who had been listening to the conversation at the banquet with their ears pricked up, and it seemed that they were players who had sneaked in.

"Mr. Crane seems to be out of interest?" The demon on Ren Yifei's right is holding a beautiful banshee in one hand and a wine jar in the other, "Is it because these banshees are not beautiful enough, or is the wine not strong enough?"

Ren Yifei held the water glass: "Is it because the banshee is not beautiful enough? Is it because the wine is not strong enough? You still have the mood to look at me?"

"Hahahaha," the big monster let go of the beauty in his hand, and sat down with the wine in his arms, "I don't want you to joke with me."

Ren Yifei was startled, and slowed down by drinking water: "What should I be like?"

"You..." the big demon was about to say, when the peacock on the opposite side put his wine glass heavily, and said with a sneer, "I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and Mr. He has learned to drink and talk with people? I thought Mr. He couldn't see anything in his eyes." people."

"You haven't changed much." Ren Yifei avoided the important and ignored the problem.

It seems that the original owner should be even more arrogant and clean.

Ren Yifei adjusted his personality according to the newly added information.But speaking of it this way, did you overdo it when you yelled at these monsters before?

Since it is a more arrogant type, I am afraid that the first time is not to turn back, but to ignore and respond.Even if he agrees, responds, and hates, it is probably a one-sentence lore, and he won't say too much.

Ren Yifei was very upset.

It's just that there is no time to regret now, and there is still a tough battle ahead.He hastily cleared up his mood and even reduced the expression on his face.

When Ren Yifei was talking here, the monsters in other places were also talking and chatting in twos and threes.During the period, I talked about the entanglements on the territory, and also talked about the gossip of various monsters.

The players all listened with their ears upright, but the monsters just clicked and stopped, and then they drank and molested the beauties, and they all pretended to be "drunk today".

"This banquet is really tacky. Come on, let me add some color." The big demon who was eating wine stood up, picked up a wine gourd in his arms, and patted it, "Go."

There is a layer of golden texture on the wine gourd, and there are green fluorescent branches protruding from the gaps in the wooden floor. They grow up, are thick, stretch out branches, push out green leaves, and bloom.

The petals flew down to Ren Yifei's teacup, creating circles and ripples.

This room has become a sea of ​​green.Deep, light, bright gray, various colors of green are interlaced in front of the eyes, and white deer walk among them.

One walked up to Ren Yifei, and yelled.

"Deer Immortal, decades have passed, why is your taste still the same? Everyone is tired of seeing what is so good in the forest." The female demon with antlers on her forehead rolled up her sleeves, green trees, red flowers, and white deer instantly Turned into light spots, one by one submerged into the floor.

"Woo—" With the cry of whales from the ancient deep sea, groups of colorful fishes swam into the room.

This place is like a deep sea, with coral and seaweed growing from the side, seahorses with spores swaying with the water waves, and small fish walking through the coral spit out strings of bubbles.

Ren Yifei poked it with his hand, and a bubble burst.There are also small fish swimming over and circling around his fingers.It came up and took a bite, but there was no gnawing feeling on the fingers.

"Woo——" a huge whale appeared here with a silver-blue light spot, and the huge and amazing head swam in, slowly passed through the bodies of the monsters, and left here with a wag of its tail.

Huge pink jellyfish, tourist sea turtles, and sea creatures disguised as aquatic plants passed by their eyes one by one.

"Not good, not good," said the big demon next door to Ren Yifei, "This is neither the Emerald Palace of the Deer Immortal, nor the Golden Scale Palace of the Dragon Lady. Naturally, we still respect the hobbies of the master."

After clapping their hands, the underwater scenery of Crystal Dragon Palace also turned into light spots and dispersed.A group of veiled beauties holding pipa, flute, yueqin and other music came in and sat down in the corner.

Two scrolls of paintings flew out from the sleeve of the big demon, one on one side, the scrolls hung down, the beauties in the paintings floated out with bursts of green smoke, and the sound of silk and bamboo music came along with the singing.

The beautiful dancers in these paintings circled the guests and friends, and the bells on their ankles made crisp sounds as their bodies twisted.

They gently leaned on the guests, winking like silk, and scraped the necks and backs of the guests with their long nails. Their bright red lips were like ripe fruits, revealing a sweet aroma.

The most beautiful and most colorful dancer saw Ren Yifei at the upper left at a glance. She was biting the purple gauze, her eyes were hooked.

But Naihe was just drinking water and thinking about things, and didn't even look back.

The dancer stomped her feet, let go of the gauze, circled around the others, and twisted all the way to Ren Yifei.

She stretched out the gauze in her hand, and the lavender gauze covered his face, and the hazy fragrance enveloped him.

Through the gauze, you can only see the twisting white waist as soft as a snake, and the small navel is attached with bright red gemstones, which are set off by the snow-white skin even more gorgeously.

"Oh, my lord..."

The dancer girl's voice was coquettish and coquettish, as if she couldn't stand still, she smiled and leaned towards her gently, but Ren Yifei just glanced at her indifferently.The eyes with a slight sense of disgust are like sharp swords, breaking through the deliberate ambiguity.

The dancer's eyes were pierced, and she couldn't help taking two steps back. The purple veil took off the hairpin of the jade crown on his head, and the jade crown slipped to the ground, breaking in two.

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

He lost his crown and loosened his hair, but Ren Yifei didn't look embarrassed.

Meiji knelt on the ground, waiting for the big demon's anger without saying a word, Ren Yifei didn't look at her, he poured water for himself, and drank it in one gulp: "Go down."

All the monsters were stunned. Have they ever seen Mr. He so disheveled?

Ebony hair wrapped around a snow-like face, thick eyelashes pulled out a slightly raised eyeliner, red lips, stained with water, more like dewdrops of flower petals, light and soft, fragrant and Sweet, I really want to take a bite.

"Beauty, beauty." Black Feather Starling came with a flower that he didn't know where to conjure up.

Its real owner, the big peacock demon, turned black, reached out and grabbed the wings, pulled them back, and stuffed them into his sleeves: "Your master is here."

The dancer girl refused to leave, she looked at Ren Yifei eagerly with water in her beautiful eyes, and posted again: "Master, I will tie your hair."

Crane Jun is a flower in the high mountains. I don't know how many people regard sleeping with him as an affirmation and achievement of their own charm, and the dancer is ready to move.She thought she was let go, somewhat special.

"Go down."

After all, he is not willing to be a big monster, and no one else can force him to do so.The dancer girl bit the tassels on the Yingluo on her chest, and turned her head every step of the way, with sad eyes, hoping that he would change his mind.

It's a pity that what the beauty met was an iceberg, so she had to retreat in disappointment.

The demon who threw the picture scroll before patted the wine jar: "You rejected such a beauty? Are you really going to cut off the world of mortals?"

Just as Ren Yifei was about to speak, a voice rang out from the corner door: "Senior brother is here?"

Before the person arrives, the sound is heard first.

It is the host of the banquet.

The author has something to say: Ah Fei: I suspect that I took the wrong script.