The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Konglu provoked Xu Yan during the day, guessing that the other party would come to clean him up at night, so he was very vigilant, and told the system repeatedly before going to bed: "Help me keep watch tonight, if there is any movement, call me immediately."

0687: "..." So why did you try to provoke him?

"You have never been in love, so you don't understand." Lin Konglu said meaningfully as if he guessed what it was thinking.

0687:"……"

Lin Konglu: "Anyway, you help me keep an eye on it, especially the pot of little roses."

He guessed that Xu Yan would be the same as last night and not come directly.If it weren't for the fear that the other party would find out that he had discovered the secret of the potted flower, he really wanted to seal the flower with a steel cover, no, he should have thrown it out.

"By the way, what do you mean when you said that the rose was opened by the male protagonist during the day?" He asked the system again.

"It means he blooms by himself." 0687 explained, "Isn't he an evil god? The body seems to be a vine, which can produce all kinds of flowers, and has strong repair and regeneration capabilities. The branches in the flower pot are cut from himself. .”

Lin Konglu: "..." It's really perverted.

Since it is so powerful, why not repair the scars on the face and body?

As he closed his eyes, he thought absently.

And after he fell asleep, the little rose in the flower pot suddenly swayed, and the branches grew rapidly, just like last night, spreading rapidly as if consciously, crawling across the carpet, climbing on the bed, and wandering around in a meandering manner.

The system was busy shouting in his head, but the branches spread too fast. When Lin Konglu suddenly opened his eyes, the vines had already entangled him with the bed. Some of the twigs even protruded from the quilt on his chest, about to touch touch his cheek.

It may be that he woke up too suddenly, and the vines froze instantly, motionless as if they were still.

Lin Konglu was dumbfounded, why didn't this follow the routine?Shouldn't it be like last night, the branches were afraid of being discovered by him, so they quickly retreated and changed back to the original?

The two sides seemed to be confronting each other. After a long time, Lin Konglu muttered to himself: "I seem to have had a terrible dream..."

In short, pretend that you didn't discover the secret, and wake up tomorrow and think it's all a dream.

At this moment, a small yellow flower suddenly bloomed on the branch that stopped in front of his eyes.

The flower looks very strange, not a small rose, and even looks out of place compared with the other flowers on the branch.When the buds bloom, there seems to be a soft sound, and yellow powder is sprinkled at the same time.

Lin Konglu: "???" What is this?

He caught off guard and inhaled a few mouthfuls, then his mind became dizzy and he fell into a deep sleep again.

0687: "???" Host?What's wrong with you host?

It hastily shouted in its mind again.

However, the branches started to swim away again, and even penetrated through the neckline. Lin Konglu closed his eyes tightly, but his breathing gradually became unsteady, his face was also stained with blush, and he even let out a muffled snort for some reason.

0687: "..." I'm sorry for the host, it seems to have been mosaiced, so what... you provoked it anyway, so I'll withdraw first.

The players lived on the second floor. In the middle of the night, they were divided into two groups and explored the castle separately.

Three girls, Ji Qingqing, Wen Yan, and Huang Jiawen went upstairs with the newcomer Geng Wei, while Yan Feng, Ge Yu, and Yuan Xichuan went to the first floor, the basement, and the garden to investigate.

But the group that went upstairs got stuck on the third floor.

Hearing faint weeping sounds from the master bedroom, Huang Jiawen and Ji Qingqing agreed that they should go and have a look.

After all, the young master's voice sounded like he was in pain, and he might be being tortured.

"Go and have a look." Ji Qingqing put on a cute face, and said expressionlessly: "What if it's an evil god? Even if it's not, it won't take a long time to go and have a look."

"Yes, yes." Huang Jiawen nodded in agreement.

Wen Yan is really convinced by these two girls, and she doesn't know how she grew up, has she never eaten pork or seen pigs run away?Where is this torture?This voice is clearly...cough cough.

She turned to look at the only boy present, and asked, "Geng Wei, have you seen the instructional film? Should we watch this sound?"

"Ah, this..." Geng Wei kept blushing, faltering.

When Huang Jiawen listened to the teaching video, she instantly understood something, and when she heard the voice again, she immediately blushed.

Ji Qingqing didn't seem to understand yet, and frowned and said: "The guide said that the young master is an NPC who can't live for three days, in case he dies tonight..."

"Hiss!" Several people gasped, their expressions suddenly serious.

"Then you really have to go and see, in case you are really being tortured..."

"And it is likely to be an evil god?"

"No, the evil god will not kill people in the first two nights, but it may be other monsters. In short, this is a clue."

The four of them quickly reached an agreement, carefully avoiding surveillance, and walked towards the master bedroom on the third floor.

They came to the door lightly, and as they got closer, their voices became more pronounced, intermittent, not like crying, but more like... small moans.

Wen Yan covered her face quietly, still feeling that something was wrong, things should not be what they thought.

But apart from Geng Wei, the other two girls looked firm and pure, which made her fall into self-doubt. Could it be that her thoughts were not pure?

Ji Qingqing squatted by the door, took out the tools exchanged from the main god's space, and quickly opened the door lock with a cautious expression.

She gently pushed open a small crack in the door, so carefully that she barely made a sound.

The three people behind them immediately held their breath, poked their heads out, and looked in.

The room was very dark, but the faint light from outside shone on the bed through the thin curtains, allowing them to just see the raised quilt and... the overly beautiful face of the young master.

The boy frowned tightly, his expression seemed to be in pain but not at all, and the raised quilt obviously didn't look like there was only one person.

The four people outside the door were suddenly embarrassed and hurriedly closed the door.But as soon as they left, the quilt collapsed, and it was just a figure supported by the branches.

And on the other side of the bed that they didn't see, it was already covered with vines, and those small and soft branches even entangled the boy's ankles and round toes under the quilt, playing with them carefully, doing all the unfinished things during the day .

In a servant's room on the first floor, Xu Yan lightly closed his eyes and moved his fingertips slightly.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, and snorted lightly, "Player." Which batch is this?

The players didn't know this at all. After leaving the master bedroom on the third floor, Wen Yan whispered: "I'll just say it's nothing, it's too embarrassing."

Huang Jiawen and Geng Wei were also a little embarrassed, but Ji Qingqing frowned and said: "The young master has a lover? Could it be that the other owner of the castle has returned? I don't seem to have heard of it during the day."

"Eh, yes." Wen Yan also sensed something was wrong.

But it's not easy to go back and look at this kind of thing. They can only suppress their doubts and go to other places to investigate first.Anyway, if the young master's lover really came back, they should know tomorrow.

The next day, when Lin Konglu woke up, he found that his feet felt uncomfortable, as if he had been played with all night, and his chest also felt a little tingling, and it was still cold, as if something was on it.

He hurriedly lifted the quilt and unbuttoned the pajamas, and he saw a bright red rose.

His face turned green in an instant, and Xu Yan was too arrogant to put the rose in his pajamas directly, in case he didn't know that he was being targeted?

So while eating breakfast, the players who had worked hard all night but hadn't gained anything realized that the young master rarely went downstairs to eat with them.

Although the boy was a little listless, he went to the garden to find trouble with the gardener after dinner, saying that he wanted to count the number of roses in the castle, and stared at the other party to count them one by one.

Seeing this scene, Ji Qingqing was a little puzzled, and turned to ask the housekeeper, "Mr. Shapoor, is the young master's lover not back?"

The butler was taken aback, and then said: "You mean his fiancé, Young Master Song Ling, right? Well, the young master is not on the island. He was supposed to come these two days, but the weather forecast said there was a typhoon, so he might come back two days later. "

Master?

Ji Qingqing looked thoughtful. When the butler mentioned the young master, his tone seemed to be more intimate. Besides, the young master has a fiance?And not on the island?The person who was in his room last night was...

In the garden, Xu Yan pushed the young master who was sitting in a wheelchair, counting roses one by one.

There are [-] to [-] roses in the castle, even if it is simply counting from one to [-], it will take a lot of time, not to mention keeping an eye on the number of roses, which is simply embarrassing.

Xu Yan was calm, and when counting, his tone was neither slow nor fast, as if he didn't feel that he was being embarrassed.

Lin Konglu felt drowsy after hearing this, and took a nap, then opened his eyes, and saw that he had been pushed to the other side of the rose garden, and Xu Yan was reporting the number in an elegant voice: "330 Three, some withered, plus new buds, 19 more than yesterday."

Lin Konglu was dumbfounded, he pulled out his ears and asked, "Did you really count the blossoms?"

Assuming that you can count three numbers in one second, and count from one to fifty thousand, you have to count four or five hours, right?Is it time to run out of kung fu?Why is he a little unbelievable?

"Young master, if you don't believe me, you can count it yourself." Xu Yan said calmly, as if seeing his thoughts.

Lin Konglu: "..."

He doesn't count.

"Cough cough." He coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "I accidentally fell asleep just now, I didn't hear clearly, you can count again."

Xu Yan: "..."

He suddenly squatted down and looked directly at Lin Konglu.

Lin Konglu was startled, and reflexively hid back, and then felt too timid, so he held his head up and sat up straight.

Xu Yan seemed to chuckle, looked at him and asked: "Why does the young master care so much about the number of roses?" After a pause, he asked again: "Did something happen?"

Lin Konglu thought to himself, you don't know what happened?It's not that you, a wolf with a big tail, did it.

But he was shocked on the surface, as if he had been punctured, his eyes flustered.

"Can't you say it?" Xu Yan looked at him firmly, and bewitched, "If it's troublesome? You can't solve it alone, right?"

The young master hesitated, but seemed to be really scared, gritted his teeth, and finally whispered to him: "I suspect that there are perverts in the castle."

"Oh?" Xu Yan asked seriously, "How did you find out?"

The young master's cheeks were slightly red, and he said humming like a mosquito: "Someone sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and put roses on me, me..."

"Where to put it?" Xu Yan stared into his eyes, as if urging him to ask.

The young master was stunned for a second, and suddenly said angrily: "Why are you asking so clearly?"

Xu Yan withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "You misunderstood, but sometimes, according to the different ways of placing the roses, one can infer the other party's intentions and mentality."

"Huh?" The young master seemed a little silly.

Xu Yan explained: "Serial murderers will put a rose next to the target before committing the crime as a warning, some will put it after the murder, some will put it on the chest, and some will..."

"Wait." The young master interrupted him suddenly, and asked in a low voice: "Then what if... put it inside the clothes?"

Xu Yan glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Were you wearing pajamas last night?"

Young master: "Ah? Yes, yes." Does it matter?

"Is it placed next to the body?" Xu Yan asked, "Where is it exactly? In pajamas, or inside..."

"Enough, enough." The young master's face turned red instantly, and he gritted his teeth: "You don't need to worry about this matter, just pretend that I never mentioned it."

Xu Yan frowned, seeming to know that he was annoyed, and said in a calm tone: "Why didn't you tell the housekeeper? He wasn't arranged by your fiancé to take care of you?"

In fact, he lowered his eyes and thought in his heart, what kind of shit marriage partner, prospective fiancé, is nothing to him.He and the boy haven't talked about breaking up yet, and he didn't agree, the other party should be his.

Lin Konglu didn't notice the dark color in his eyes, and only frowned when he heard the words: "What fiance? I'm not engaged to him, and besides, you also said that Xia Puer belongs to Song Ling, not only him, but those few tourists here , the others are Song Ling's people, that pervert is probably also in the castle, maybe even one of them, how can I trust them?"

As for the so-called marriage, the young master felt that he hadn't agreed yet, it was only suggested by his family, and he was still considering it.As for receiving the castle from the other party, in the eyes of the young master, it was just that Song Ling wanted to do business with his family and give gifts to please, so his father accepted it for him.Anyway, if his father gave Song Ling a project, Song Ling would earn more than one castle's money, and no one would suffer.

From Lin Konglu's point of view, this castle does not belong to Song Ling at all, so he is not guilty.

In short, after these words, it sounded as if in the whole castle, he could only trust Xu Yan.

Xu Yan slightly frowned, but at this moment, the butler suddenly came over in a hurry and said in a low voice, "Young master, the tourist who was kicked out of the castle by you yesterday...is dead."

Lin Konglu was stunned when he heard the words, Cheng Bo died?

Next to him, Xu Yan lowered his eyes slightly, carelessly rubbing his fingertips.

Inside the castle, the players who had just heard the news were also surprised.

"When did you die? Last night?"

"It shouldn't be. Doesn't it mean that it is safe before the typhoon, and there will be no deaths in the first two days?"