I am the wildest among NPCs [Infinite Stream]

"Ace of spades." Yan Xiashen put down the card in his hand and turned it face up.

Players can guess the result, but when verifying the result, they are still a little embarrassed.

Some players said with emotion: "What kind of god is an NPC like Mr. Chef, who can not only help us find clues, but also help us prevent robbery."

Lingyue said: "Mr. Chef, be careful, I'm still waiting to clear the customs with my thighs in my hands."

Yan Xia smiled deeply, "Don't worry."

"Hush..." Little Green looked around, and his eyes stopped on the round-faced female player, "For the second card, I choose K."

The round-faced female player shuddered, put down the cards in her hand, "It's me."

The players who were not selected breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but raise their hearts for them.

"Why do I feel that Xiaolu is targeting Mr. Chef and deliberately choosing a weak partner for him?"

"Don't feel it, this is a clear target, this guy can control the result of the draw."

In the first game, there is no way to hide, Yan Xiashen was mentally prepared, he looked directly into Xiaolu's eyes, "King, what do you want us to do?"

"Relax, there are unspoken rules in the king's game, for example, I can't let you commit suicide," Xiaolu twisted her wrist, pretending to think, "There are some coffins in the basement, and three of them have been nailed to death, please two Turn them all on. Remember, you can't ask others for help, you have to do it yourself."

The players broke into a cold sweat for the two of them, "Those three coffins contain puppet corpses, so asking them to open them is to send them to death?"

"Understood, although this game can't make us commit suicide directly, it will definitely play us to death."

"Mr. Chef..." The round-faced female player turned pale and whispered, "Although I have a life-saving item, I can't fight against three puppets at the same time."

Yan Xia looked at her deeply, with soothing eyes, "It's enough for you to protect yourself."

This time, Yan Xiashen asked the housekeeper to bring an oil lamp, which is much better than candle flashlights. Other players cannot accompany them down. Yan Xiashen held the oil lamp and greeted Shi Jin before leaving, "I down."

Shi Jin gently held Yan Xia Shen's neck, and Mo Ran's eyes watched him quietly, "Don't get hurt."

There was a cold touch on his neck, Yan Xiashen lowered his eyes and agreed, "Okay."

The players watched them leave, Lingyue touched her chin, "Mr. Chef is very reliable even from the back, he should be able to solve it."

"Of course." Rose was not worried from the beginning to the end, "Don't forget, he still has a hole card."

Shi Jin stood by in silence, until the light of the oil lamp disappeared at the end of the stairs, and then looked away, "Little chef will be fine, and little green will be fine."

Yan Xiashen was really not nervous in her heart, she even walked briskly, the round-faced female player—was a little flustered at first, but was gradually infected by him, and straightened up, "Mr. Chef, have you thought about what to do? You seem to— Not scared at all."

Yan Xiashen nodded and vaccinated her, "I will talk to the faceless female ghost later, I need you to keep quiet, can you do that?"

The round-faced female player swallowed her saliva, "Yes, talk?" Are all your npcs so wild?

Yan Xiashen nodded again, "You just need to protect yourself and stay calm."

The round-faced female player didn't know what he was going to do, but out of trust, she agreed first, "Okay."

Lu was speechless, and the two came to the circular hall on the basement floor. The dozens of coffins were the same as before, lifeless and unchanged.

The only change is that there is less twilight, and the underground floor is colder than in the daytime. The chill penetrates the skin and penetrates into the bones, making people shiver uncontrollably.

"What should I do now?" The words echoed in the hall, and the round-faced female player hurriedly covered her mouth in fear of alarming the Wraith.

In the evening, Yan Xiashen came to the basement. At that time, he was afraid of attracting Xiaolu, so he didn't dare to yell loudly, but now he doesn't have to worry, and just said, "Xiaomei, I've already found out the ins and outs, let's come out and talk. "

If it weren't for Yan Xiashen's greeting in advance, the round-faced female player would have been scared to tears by his "chat chat".

Suddenly there was a gust of dark wind, which shuttled between the coffins, whimpering non-stop, as if a dozen ghosts were crying at the same time.

Yan Xia's shoulder was cold, and he felt a cold hand on his shoulder silently.It is said that when a ghost is holding your shoulder, you must never turn your head. Yan Xiashen resisted the urge to turn back, and said in a gentle voice, "Xiaomei, is that you?"

"You know my name." A hoarse voice sounded behind him, and Yan Xiashen felt the female ghost's icy body getting closer, her wet and greasy hair wrapped around her skin, and his limbs began to become numb uncontrollably.

Yan Xiashen kept himself awake, his tone unchanged, "Yes, I found out the truth, can you talk to me face to face?"

"Okay."—A lifeless, featureless face suddenly came close to his eyes, almost touching Yan Xiashen's.

Yan Xia's eyes widened suddenly, even his eyelashes were trembling.

It was too close, and Yan Xiashen's scalp was numb from the dead air coming from the pavement. He couldn't look away, but could only look directly at the female ghost's face. There were many blue blood vessels dormant under that pale skin. They beat and squirmed irrationally, like a pile of restless bugs.

The faceless female ghost's long hair fluttered in the air, stroking Yan Xiashen's cheek from time to time, giving him the feeling of poking his head into the mouth of a piranha, and he might be bitten off his head at any moment.

Forcing his brain to calm down, Yan Xiashen took a step back with a smile on his face, "It's better for us to maintain a social distance."

The female ghost didn't make things difficult for him, she floated into the air with her hands down, looked down at Yan Xiashen, "Tell me, what did you find out."

Yan Xiashen put away the oil lamp, took out his mobile phone, and said in a negotiating tone: "Can you control the temperature higher, I feel a little cold."

The round-faced female player sucked in a breath of cold air. Ever since the female ghost appeared, she had tightly covered her mouth, for fear that she would lose control and let out a scream. Now Yan Xiashen's words broke her defenses. Brother, you How about using a female ghost as an air conditioner? !

"Okay." The female ghost actually restrained her yin energy and made the temperature rise a bit.

The round-faced female player was completely stunned, it turned out that there was really something to discuss.

Yan Xiashen looked up at the female ghost, "Is it safe here? I can't be heard by the other ghosts in the castle for the next conversation."

"Say it, they can't hear you."

Yan Xiashen had no worries now, and said in a gentle voice, "Forgive me, but before telling the truth, I want to ask you a question. How do you always think you died?"

The temperature in the basement that had finally risen suddenly dropped to zero, and the female ghost clenched her fists, shrouded in a low-pressure atmosphere, "The person I like gave me a small box of chocolates... I ate one, and it never happened again." wake up."

"So it's like this..." Yan Xiashen didn't want to feel the severe cold, so he quickly comforted her, "Don't be angry, he didn't give that box of chocolates himself, right? I guess Xiaolu gave it to you."

The female ghost listened to his words, and raised her head, "Yes, what do you want to say."

"Xiaolu lied to you. He bought the poison mixed in that box of chocolates." Yan Xiashen got straight to the point and showed her the bill for buying the poison.

In the name of the school grass, Xiaolu sent Xiaomei a deadly poison disguised as sweetness, which killed Xiaomei. Even after Xiaomei died, he would continue this lie, keep Xiaomei in the dark, and continue to arrest the murderer. be friends.

"How is it possible!" The female ghost couldn't believe it, and ran up to Yan Xiashen, trying to grab the phone.

Yan Xiashen had guessed her reaction early on and dodged in time, "The phone is fragile, be careful."

The female ghost couldn't get the phone, so she held Yan Xiashen's shoulder instead. Her hands were shaking, and her voice contained too many complicated emotions, "Is it Xiaolu who killed me?"

The female ghost was so excited that her nails dug into Yan Xiashen's shoulder again, and he frowned in pain, "Calm down and listen to me."

The female ghost noticed that she had hurt him by mistake, and the anger in her heart calmed down a little. She let go of Yan Xiashen, and sat on the coffin opposite, "Tell me, tell me in detail."

"This matter was arranged by Xiaolu from the beginning to the end. He was the one who hacked you in the campus forum, he was the one who bought the draft of the marketing account to expand public opinion, and he was the one who instigated netizens to attack you. He sorted out all the evidence It was saved in the computer and I found it."

Yan Xiashen thought clearly, and showed all the evidence to the female ghost, "I know it's hard for you to accept this result, but this is the truth."

The female ghost covered her head with her hands, and her long hair completely blocked her face, but it did not block her pain.

"I always thought that the person I liked killed me with his own hands. I thought he hated me like everyone else, thought I was ugly and made trouble, and hated me, so he wanted me to die."

The female ghost trembled all over, her emotions began to break down, and her voice turned into tears, "I—I never dared to face my face again... Xiaolu said that my classmates killed me, I believed his words deeply, and fell into hatred , so I crazily retaliated against them... I tortured the accomplices who did not commit crimes to death, hurt you who had nothing to do with this matter, but took the real murderer as my only-reliance, and trapped myself here!"

At this moment, the faceless female ghost vented her true emotions and regained her sanity, as if she was a little bit like a living person.

Yan Xiashen walked up to her and touched the top of her head, "I've seen the conversation between you and Xiaolu, you are a strong girl. The mistake has already been made, you can't change the past, but you can find a chance to make up for it. As long as you Think, you can always face your face again."

The female ghost was stunned, let go of her hands, and raised her face.

She has no facial features, and naturally there are no tears on her face, but the sadness can be conveyed without using the facial features, "Is it okay? Can I face myself again..."

"can."

After Yan Xiashen finished speaking, a pair of teary eyes appeared on the female ghost's face, one of which was red-spotted. Yan Xiashen suspected that it was because of being pierced by blood scissors.

Seeing that Xia Shen reacted normally, the female ghost revealed her other facial features.She looked exactly the same as in the photo now, except for a little paleness.

"This is pretty good." Yan Xiashen really felt that the female ghost was much more cordial than when she had no facial features.

The female ghost touched her face hesitantly, "Really?"

"Of course." Seeing that the female ghost's mood had stabilized, Yan Xia said to her, "If you want to make up for it, let us leave here."

The female ghost shook her head with a desperate expression, "I can't do it. In this ancient castle, I'm just a puppet of the 'master'. As long as the master doesn't let go, I won't be able to leave, and I will be trapped here forever..."

"Master" naturally refers to the evil ghost who manipulates Xiaolu and the female ghost behind the scenes.

"How much do you know about 'him'? What agreement did you have? How did Little Green bring you to the castle? Can you tell me in detail?"

The female ghost looked around and said in a very soft voice: "My soul was brought to the castle by Xiaolu using a forbidden technique. The master asked me what I wished for, and I said that I hope that those who hurt me can feel it over and over again." My pain, and then, my classmates were brought to the castle. And I can never leave this castle.”

Hearing the word "thousand times and thousands of times" again, Yan Xiashen felt a little dazed, always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he thought about it.

He had no choice but to temporarily ignore this feeling, and continued to ask, "Where is your master and what does he look like, do you know these?"

The female ghost shook her head heavily, "The master has never shown his face in front of me, let alone let me know his whereabouts. I only know that he is the first master of the castle. The reason why he 'helped' me was because It's so lonely, I want to watch a movie to relieve my boredom."

"Watching a play?" Yan Xiashen seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere.

The round-faced female player has adapted to this situation, and carefully reminded Yan Xiashen, "Mr. Chef, time."

Yan Xia glanced deeply at his watch, they have been down for a while, although the task has no time limit, but it will not end well to lure Xiaolu down, so he went straight to the point, "Xiaomei, do you want to get rid of it, leave here? ?”

"I want to, but it's hard," Xiaomei gritted her teeth, "Even if I can't leave here, I will kill Xiaolu."

What Yan Xiashen wanted to hear was this sentence, "We can help you, but before that, there is something I would like to ask you to help with."

"what's up?"

Yan Xia looked deeply at the pile of coffins, "Xiaolu asked me to open those three coffins, can you stop the corpse puppets from attacking us?"

"No problem." The female ghost lightly raised her hand, and the nails on the coffins were automatically removed, and the three coffins were opened at the same time.

The sound of the coffin lid moving echoed in the empty basement, heavy and ear-piercing, the gray-black air overflowed from the coffin, and the three puppet corpses got out of the coffin and floated into the air—moving like puppets on strings.

Ping An An easily completed the task, and the round-faced female player whispered, "Xiaolu said that she couldn't ask others for help, but she didn't say that she couldn't ask ghosts for help. Mr. Chef has a very clear mind!"

Yan Xia smiled gently at her, and said to the female ghost: "Thank you, you helped us solve a big problem. I have another question I want to ask you to answer. Why did you put these corpses in the coffin? ?”

This is also one of the puzzles, and Yan Xiashen has been looking for the answer.

"I don't know, this is what the master ordered me to do." The female ghost was very distressed, covering her head and said, "I can't remember the reason."

Seeing that she was in pain, Yan Xia didn't ask any more questions. He took a step forward, "Don't think about it if you can't remember it. Then, I'll tell you about my plan now."

...

When Yan Xiashen walked out of the basement with the round-faced female player, the players were all thankful for them.

"I knew Mr. Chef - there must be no problem."

"It's good that I'm safe, and I can continue to hug my thigh with peace of mind."

Several vampire players keenly smelled the smell of blood, and all of them stared at Yan Xiashen's shoulders like wolves.

Lingyue licked her teeth, and instinctively approached Yan Xiashen, "Mr. Chef, the blood smells so good."

Shi Jin grabbed Lingyue's collar to block the eyes of several vampires, "Be quiet."

They also knew that now was not the time to fight, and after being warned by Shi Jin, they restrained their instincts one after another.

Xiaolu first took a deep look around Yan Xia, and then looked into the basement several times, and there were four big characters "Why didn't you die" written on her face.

Yan Xiashen held up the oil lamp, his beautiful face without blemishes looked a bit illusory under the warm light, even his eyelashes were filled with broken light, "Boss, let's continue the game."

Xiaolu was provoked, and narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Very well, don't beg me to stop playing later."

"Please." Yan Xiashen was completely anti-customer, and made an inviting gesture complacently.

Xiaolu snorted coldly, and looked at the players with unfriendly eyes, "In this case, let's all go back to our seats, it's a long night tonight, I'm sure you'll have a good time."

On the way back to the hall, Lingyue walked up to Yan Xiashen, "Mr. Chef, if you provoke him to do something, he will definitely target you again until he is satisfied."

Yan Xia looked at him deeply, "Trust me."

Lingyue felt that this eye directly looked into her heart, and smelling the sweet scent of blood on Yan Xiashen's body, his heartbeat began to beat faster.

Lingyue covered her thumping heart and whispered, "Mr. Chef, I seem to have something to eat..."

"Does your heart hurt?" Yan Xiashen turned around and called Rose, "Miss Rose, Lingyue doesn't seem to be feeling well."

Yan Xiashen didn't finish listening to the second half of Lingyue's sentence, and slowly moved to Shi Jin's side, showing his signature smile, "I just got a little injury, really a little injury."

Yan Xiashen promised that Shi Jin would not be injured before, but in the end he came back with an injury. He felt that he had to explain to Shi Jin what was going on, and he felt a little strange after he finished speaking.

The frost on Shi Jin's face completely melted because of his approach, and it was as warm as a spring breeze.Shi Jin held Yan Xiashen's shoulders, gave him transitional energy, and treated the wound temporarily, "I'll go to your room tonight."

"what?"

Shi Jin leaned over and leaned close to Yan Xiashen's ear, breathing on his ear, "I'll help you treat the wound, just like last time."

After Shi Jin finished speaking, he looked over Yan Xiashen to Lingyue, and met Lingyue's eyes.Shi Jin bent his lips, pinched Yan Xia Shen's ears, and whispered, "Little chef, your ears are a little red."

Yan Xiashen was used to his level of touch, so he didn't dodge, and scratched his ears naturally, "Is that so, maybe it's because it's hotter than the basement."

Because of this action, the fingers of the two touched together, and the air was full of ambiguity.

Lingyue was originally heartbroken, but now she is really heartbroken.Moreover, he strongly felt that Shi Jin did it on purpose!

Rose received Yan Xiashen's wind and came to care about the "uncomfortable" Lingyue, "I heard that your heart hurts?"

"It hurts." Lingyue grabbed her clothes and drooped her head, "I seem to be broken in love."

"?" Rose left mercilessly, "I'm dying of emotional injuries."

...

Back in the lobby, Little Green regained the initiative again. After shuffling the cards, he spread them out on the floor and drew the first card as usual, "You guys already know the rules, so come on."

"What else is there, the king card has been taken away by him."

"Little Green's eyes on Mr. Chef are too fierce. He will definitely target Mr. Chef this time, but he doesn't know who the other unlucky guy is."

Players want to complain, but they can only draw cards according to the rules.

After everyone finished drawing the cards, Xiaolu's expression returned to normal, with a sarcastic smile on her lips, "Now, the king, please reveal your identity."

The players all looked at their own cards, but no one disclosed them. Little Green didn't even look at the cards, so he said with confidence: "I'm sorry, the king of this round is..."

"The King," Yan Xiashen put the cards in his hand on the ground and tapped them with his fingers, "It's me."

The red ghost in the card has a ferocious face and staring eyes, symbolizing the king with absolute command power.

At this moment, the red ghost seemed to be off the board, standing behind Yan Xiashen, giving him unstoppable power.

"How could it be you!" Xiaolu looked at the joker card on the ground in shock, then looked at the card in his hand, and almost crushed it.

The rules are mandatory, and even Xiaolu can only obey. He stared at Yan Xiashen, gritted his teeth and said, "What method did you use!"

Yan Xiashen moved her slender fingers, "I changed your cards, not the one in my hand."

He looked past Xiaolu and smiled at the female ghost hiding in the dark.

Xiaolu can control the cards, and so can the female ghost. When Xiaolu is confident and underestimates the enemy, everything has been secretly changed, and it is moving towards Yan Xiashen's plan.

Yan Xiashen looked at Xiaolu, and said in a single sentence: "The first card I chose is 4."

The crumpled card in Xiaolu's hand fell to the ground, revealing a bright red "4".

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