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"Hey, this is dead, so fast." Someone whispered in Yu Ran's ear, thinking that the voice was very low, but he actually heard it all.

Yu Ran turned around and saw that it was the young master with green hair. The actor's unreasonable appearance would be automatically rationalized by the NPC in the plot, so when the other party stood among a group of disgraced helpers, the atmosphere seemed strange.

Yang Guanyue adjusted the flat gold-rimmed glasses on his face, as if this would allow him to see more clearly. At this moment, he also caught a glimpse of the young man staring at him indifferently not far away.

Yu Ran quickly looked away, focusing on the terrifying corpse on the ground.

"Tongue cut off?"

"Who is she? Was she killed?"

"The eldest maid brought by the eldest lady from her natal family since she was a child, ouch."

"God bless, God bless."

There was a lot of noise all around, and it was crowded with crew members and helpers watching the excitement.

In the innermost circle, An Yejun was supported by someone, her face was full of compassion, she kept twisting the sandalwood beads in her hand, making clicking sounds, as if she was saving the souls of the dead.

Jiang Luochun was far away from the non-existent Second Aunt, as if she couldn't bear to see the bloody scene, she frowned slightly, and looked away.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the master is here! Go to work, don't hang around here!"

Someone in the outer circle shouted loudly, and the crowd dispersed like Moses dividing the sea.

Yang Fushui was holding a walking stick, his originally solemn face turned into the rusty color of iron on the side of the ship, his wrinkles were twisted together with the cracks on the tombstone, wet moss grew on his face, and he twitched, as if insects were about to come out of him. drilled under the skin.

He walked in the front, followed by the servant Lu Shuangshuang, and Ying also stood at the door of the restaurant, talking with the man beside him.

"What's going on here?" The old man's voice was hoarse and piercing, Mrs. An removed her fingertips from the prayer beads, and explained the matter to the master in detail.

"Bet?" Yang Fushui scanned for a week, and his eyes fell on the face of the young master Yang Guanyue, "Say it."

Yang Guanyue showed a bewildered expression, "I, I don't know, they are just joking, and I have fun too."

Who knew that this group of perverts would actually cut other people's tongues in broad daylight?

Yang Fushui twisted his white-haired worm-like eyebrows. The eldest son born to his ex-wife who died early was dull since he was a child.He didn't ask for any useful information from his stupid son, he just asked everyone, "Did you bet on tongue cutting?"

The first cousin who asked An Yejun for help stood up, "The cousins ​​said they wanted to make a bet and cut off the boy's tongue, but my aunt asked Han Xia to persuade her, and something happened soon."

"Who has ever been in a restaurant?" Yang Fushui tapped his crutches. He knew that his group of bastards could do anything, but he dared to do such a thing at his birthday banquet, probably because he wanted to use family law.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one admitted it.

Yang Fushui snorted heavily, "Okay, if you don't admit it, then investigate one by one."

After all, he looked around.

Yang Guanyue found the right timing and raised his hand, "Well... Dad, let me check. I have been playing poker and have never been in a restaurant. I am very innocent and everyone can testify."

Yang Fushui frowned, hesitated for a moment, the second young master was still resting upstairs, at this time, apart from the servants and helpers, that is, the female relatives, there really was no better candidate than him, he nodded and said: "Don't screw up again."

"No, no." Yang Guanyue waved his hands again and again, "A tiger father has no dogs."

Yang Fushui didn't believe that he was full of glib tongue, and waved, "Wang Ying."

Shadow God came forward from behind. He is the housekeeper here, and he is quite trusted by Yang Fushui.

"You help Guan Yue to find out about this matter." Yang Fushui clicked his tongue twice, and after walking out for a while, his face was full of tiredness, and he wanted to go up to rest.

Just as Lu Shuangshuang was thinking about how he could escape this troublesome job, An Yejun came to let him go, saying that he would personally accompany the master upstairs to discuss some matters.

Everyone was dispersed and left, leaving only the four actors who intentionally stayed here, plus one live prop.

"Very good, we're all here." Ying leaned against the dining table, not intending to investigate the case immediately, "Let me introduce myself first."

The shooting goal everyone got this time is to "find out the real murderer of the murder case on board, and complete the script according to the logic of the characters and the logic of the plot line", which means not only to find out the murderer, but also to complete the plot without OOC. Going forward, from this point of view, everyone's personal information is the key, and it is necessary to share it.

He spoke first and introduced himself first.

Ying is called "Wang Ying" in this script. He is the housekeeper of the Yang family for ten years.

Lu Shuangshuang is Yang Fushui's personal servant. She grew up in the Yang family and has a deep affection for the Yang family.

And Yang Guanyue is Yang Fushui's eldest son, not from An Yejun, but from Yang Fushui's first wife. He has been mischievous since he was a child and has no mother to discipline him, so he doesn't like Yang Fushui and has no real power.

Yu Ran is a long-term woodworker hired by the mansion. He usually doesn't even see his master's face a few times, and has no deep connection with the Yang family.

"Hey, after talking so much, don't you think there is something wrong with this script?" Yang Guanyue clapped his hands, "Are you sure this fucking background is not copied from the TV series "Pianpiandiewu"? You should have seen it, 90 One of the shadows of post-childhood, my mother cried when she saw this, and I was too scared to turn off the lights and go to bed for a week after watching it."

"I've seen it." Ying even nodded, "Indeed, not only the background, but even the characters are almost the same, like a template."

[The case was solved, so I said, why is this so familiar, I was in tears, but it was a pity that it was completely banned in the past, and now I can't find the complete video data]

【what? What?I haven't watched it. What kind of TV show is that? 】

[It is a super famous house fighting drama!I dare say it is the originator of all house fighting dramas nowadays, but the plot is too underworld, and the heroine died in the end]

[The ban at the beginning seemed to be because the plot was too dark, causing many people to have nightmares after watching it, but it is really a classic, so xxx and xx became famous from this drama]

[There is another reason for being banned, have you all forgotten...]

【Don't say I'm begging you, I'm fucking goosebumps now】

[Let me tell you this, this show was rumored to be extremely mysterious at the beginning, but it was actually because of the death of a human being! 】

"Although I haven't watched it." Lu Shuangshuang raised her hand, "But there was a big news at the time. It is said that the first three films were originally over, and the screenwriter even wrote the final chapter of the season, but during the filming process, there was a The lead actor committed suicide on the set because he was too involved in the drama."

Yan Shiche raised his eyes slightly, and saw that Yu Ran's expression was normal, as if he didn't take Lu Shuangshuang's words to heart at all.

He pursed his lips, but finally said nothing.

"Who is that character?" Yang Guanyue hissed and recalled, "Ah, I remember, it's Jiang Luochun, right?"

Ying tapped his fingertips on the table for a moment, then looked at Yu Ran suddenly, he felt a sense of disobedience from the beginning of entering the book, and sure enough, once he figured it out, it was no longer surprising.

Jiang Luochun's appearance is six points similar to that of the young man in front of him, especially the eyes, which are almost carved out of the same mold, but the woman's eyes are more feminine than Yu Ran, and the completely different temperament blurs the similarity between the two speed, so it has not been noticed.

But Ying was not interested in spying on other people's secrets in public, so he changed the subject, "Look at the corpse first."

Han Xia died complaining, her eyes were wide open, her hair was disheveled, she must have experienced a fierce struggle before she died.

Yu Ran squatted down in front of the corpse together with Ying, and opened Han Xia's cuffs, there were indeed red marks, marks of being tightly bound by someone before he died.

The blood on the tongue in her hand had already drained away, and the surface of the tongue began to turn purple and white, turning into a stiff stone.

Yu Ran paused, and took the initiative to give the opportunity to Ying.

Ying glanced at the young man lightly, opened Hanxia's mouth with her fingertips wearing white gloves, and opened the ossified teeth. Sure enough, there was nothing inside, and the tongue she was holding was her own.

The situation in the mouth is even worse. The blood and flesh that can be seen are rotten like minced meat. The blood has been sealed with wax oil, and a layer of waxy white shell has formed. The technique is extremely cruel. .

But it's not just this that makes everyone terrified, it's the place where the tongue used to be, but there is a black lacquered ellipsoid in it.

Shadow pulled the thing out.

It was not a complete and smooth oval, but with broken lines, like some insect's chrysalis.

"Chrysalis." Yu Ran said, he raised his chin, "Excuse me, Shadow God, can you remove the wax from her mouth?"

Ying poked his fingers in again, and pulled off the gray-white powdery wax sticking to the oral mucosa.

The wax oil fell, and densely packed small drops of blood burst out of Hanxia's mouth in an instant. The flesh in her mouth seemed to be eaten by moths, biting into round holes little by little.Losing the plastic seal of wax oil, the mouth soon overflowed with a small puddle of blood.

The scene in front of me was so weird that it made my scalp tingle.

When everyone was watching the corpse with disgust, Yu Ran stood up silently, and he walked around the restaurant, and there were patterns of butterflies everywhere.

Whether it's wall hangings, furnishings, tables and chairs, curtains, lamps... this thing seems to be a mysterious symbol, or some kind of symbol, with a sense of over-aesthetic treachery, which makes the restaurant grotesquely decorated.

Yu Ran set his eyes on the innermost part of the restaurant, and there was a retro phonograph on the small table by the bar.

This seems to be a special offering of the Butterfly, with the flower-shaped brass horn open, leaves and vines carved on the base, and a flying enamel butterfly above the pointer.

There was a disc on the phonograph, Yu Ran walked over in a mysterious way, set the pointer, after the initial harsh scratching, the rather old-fashioned violin and piano sounded gently.

After the prelude, a mournful female voice gradually emerged, somewhat blurred and distorted under the loudspeaker, as if speaking softly, slowly humming a strange tune——

Where is the butterfly going?The silver hook hairpin embroidered with peonies on silk, sipping a sip of thick honey makes it sweet in your mouth.

Where is the butterfly going?The hot red agate in Tongshan warms a pot until the gold cup is full.

Where is the butterfly going?Orchid petals on a moonlit night in late spring close a pair of soft feathers to the stamens.

Where is the butterfly going?In the old shrine in the deep courtyard of a secluded house, swing a swing to the eaves of the old roof.

Where is the butterfly going?The rusty and mottled iron ship's side fell to sleep on the edge of the waves overnight.

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