Please draw your way of death

"I... I fell asleep in the middle of the night and suddenly felt something cold. I woke up immediately, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a motionless figure standing on the other side of the bed." Mo Li hugged her arms and shrank On the ground, she recalled in horror, "The room was dark at that time, I couldn't see her face clearly, I could only make out the clothes on her body. I wanted to push Xiaoyi to wake up, but I felt a cold hand, I raised my head I went to look at her face, only to find... only to find that she was already dead!"

As if recalling some horrible scene, Mo Li trembled all over, unable to say anything for a moment.

"What about the Duchess?" He Yingbai hid beside her and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly.

"No... I don't know... After I yelled and fell off the bed, I looked up and there was no sign of her in the room..."

"What is certain is that the girl was indeed killed by the Duchess." Meng Qishu stood beside Ning Mian Shengsheng, thinking with lowered eyes, "And that half formation, why did the Duchess draw that formation on the bed? What does the formation do?"

"Drawing an array with human blood doesn't look good." Ning Mian finally said, "Could it be related to the sacrifice?"

"Sacrifice..." Meng Qishu murmured, and the information on the identity card suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Summons the devil...is resurrected...

"Did you think of something?" Ning Mian finally looked at Meng Qishu without speaking for a long time, turned his head to look over, and found that his brows were deeply frowned.

"I'm thinking... If it's really a sacrifice, who is it for?"

"As a mother, the Duchess draws an array and sacrifices for her son who has just died." Ning Mian finally followed the clues and answered naturally.

But... Her son has been resurrected... Then what is the reason for what she is doing now?

Meng Qishu glanced at Ning Mianzhong with complicated eyes, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and squeezed the card a little bit tightly with his hand in his pocket.

So what if... the current Duchess is not the real Duchess?

"Mo Li will share a room with us for the time being. If you have nothing to do, go back and rest early." Mu Xiaoyun came out of the room and closed the door behind her. "We'll talk about the clues tomorrow."

"Okay." Everyone responded.

This seems to be the most appropriate way at present.

Seeing the rest of the people returning back to the room back and forth, Ning Mian finally patted Meng Qishu next to him: "Little assistant, what are you looking at, you're going back."

Meng Qishu withdrew his gaze from the door, and looked at Ning Mianzhong unemotionally: "I was wondering if you entered my room like this before."

Toss a card and kick the door straight in?

"How can this be the same." Ning Mian finally smiled, "This is an emergency, if I enter your door like this, you might have a fight with me on the spot."

The little assistant's violent temper disturbed him to sleep, so he would not even think about entering this room again.

"That's right." If Ning Mian finally kicked the door in, it's impossible for him not to feel anything.

Meng Qishu stretched, and the dark red sleeves slid down his arms, revealing half of his fair skin: "Go back to sleep."

Ning Mian finally took a look at his wrist hanging above her head, her lips moved: "...the nightgown is too big."

"Huh?" Meng Qishu tugged on his cuffs, and said indifferently, "It's good if you can wear the dungeon stuff."

Then he slapped Ning Mianzhong on the back unceremoniously: "Go back to the room, I'm sleepy."

The second half of the night was destined to be a sleepless night. After experiencing the first death in the dungeon, everyone suffered from insomnia to some extent.

But this problem obviously does not happen to a certain two.

Meng Qishu opened the chair in the dining room and sat down. He glanced at the duchess in the main seat. The other party met his gaze and smiled back gracefully.

"I think she's in a good mood now." Meng Qishu rested his chin on one hand, and rubbed Ning Mianzhong with his toes.

"After all, I just got it last night." Ning Mian finally responded, and when she looked up, she saw Mu Xiaoyun and Qiu Shi coming in, "Why are there just you two, and the others?"

"Mo Li was very scared last night, and He Yingbai was looking at her." Mu Xiaoyun rubbed her tired brows, "I brought some food back to them, they didn't eat much yesterday."

"Qiuzhi said he didn't want to see the dungeon boss, he was nestling in the room." Qiu Shi sighed, and sat down on the dining table, "I just witnessed one death and was so frightened, how can I leave him alone in future dungeons?" Pass."

"This is Qiu Zhi's first dungeon, right?" Ning Mian finally fiddled with the knife and fork in his hand, "You are an old player, and the party card doesn't work for those who enter the dungeon for the first time. How did you get in?"

"Instance rules, players in the same place at the same time have priority in entering the same instance." Qiushi leaned back on the seat, pushed his feet on the table, and kept the chair in a state where only the back two legs were on the ground. "It's very unfortunate." , when my dungeon was triggered, Qiu Zhi was beside me, strictly speaking, this book was originally my book, and Qiu Zhi was implicated by me."

"So..." Qiu Shi curled his lips, the light in his eyes was dangerous, "I have no other purpose, but to take him out safely."

"The person who entered the dungeon, who doesn't want to get out safely?" Meng Qishu asked lightly, trying to resolve a certain tense atmosphere in the air.

"It's natural." Qiushi nodded, turned his gaze to Ning Mianzhong, his face softened a little, "Actually, I agreed to cooperate with the group mainly because of you. Ning Mianzhong, you are very famous in the circle, and everyone knows It's better to see you."

"I'm flattered." Ning Mian's final reaction was very calm.

"If I remember correctly, the binding of the team card is only for a single team in a single instance, but the three of you seem to know each other." Qiushi raised his hand, and gestured to Meng Qishu with his palm upward, "You, this one Sir, and He Yingbai in the room."

"The reason why Meng Qishu entered the dungeon is the same as your brother. I was implicated." Ning Mian finally processed the food in his hand slowly, "He was in the same car as us and had a car accident."

There was a flash of understanding in Qiu Shi's eyes.

"If you can, Ning Mianchu," Meng Qishu raised his face from his plate, grinning his teeth, "I will never agree to your request for a ride."

"One more time, I will stop your car." Ning Mian finally smiled.

"So, my biggest regret is letting Ning Mian finally carry my car."

"My biggest regret is that I took Meng Qishu's co-pilot." Ning Mian finally looked up at Meng Qishu, "I should strengthen my mind and take the steering wheel from him."

"To make the car accident more violent?" Meng Qishu sneered.

"No." Ning Mian finally shook her head, "It's just that in a general sense, the co-pilot is more passive, and I like being on top."

Meng Qishu: ...you can drive a car?

Pooh!What a mouthful!

"I'm full, let's look for clues." Meng Qishu pushed his chair away and stood up.

Ning Mian finally looked at the half-eaten food on his plate: "Just eat this?"

Meng Qishu twitched at the corner of his mouth with a fake smile: "I'm full!"

The Duchess, who was seated at the main seat, closed her eyes silently, and gracefully raised her glass to take a sip.

It has been a long time since no one dared to ignore her and show in front of her.

After leaving the restaurant, Meng Qishu went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The duke's son's room cannot be entered casually, because the risk factor is too high. Apart from the duke's son's room, the most valuable thing in the entire castle is the duchess' master bedroom.

In fact, I am still curious about where the Duke's son went for the last time, who is his lover, and why he died in the castle for no reason soon after he came back?

If you can look at the death scene of the Duke's son, you may be able to get a lot of clues, especially his body, which will definitely help you determine the cause of death.

but……

Meng Qishu raised the identity card in his hand to his eyes, and the four characters "son of the duke" were clearly written on the card.

He couldn't let himself die again to restore the scene?

With a "click", Meng Qishu turned his head and found that it was Mu Xiaoyun who was opening the door and walking in.

The other party obviously didn't expect that there were still people in the room, so he was taken aback for a moment and then greeted Meng Qishu, "Are you also here to look for clues?"

"Well, I just came here not long ago." Meng Qishu withdrew his fingers propped on the table and rubbed the dust on it, "Where did you find the half-drawing that you found last time?"

"That's it, under the pillow." Mu Xiaoyun pointed to the only big bed in the room.

Meng Qishu walked over, casually lifted up the pillow to look, it was empty underneath.

"It's gone, He Yingbai and I have searched for this bed, only this half piece of paper." Mu Xiaoyun took two steps into the room.

There should be another half, where is it?

Meng Qishu threw down the pillow and scanned the room in thought.

The master bedroom was much larger than the room where the few of them lived, and the theme was dark. Under the half cover of the curtains, even in the daytime, the room revealed a gloomy atmosphere.

Suddenly, Meng Qishu's sweeping gaze stopped, he stepped forward two steps to the dressing table, and squatted down by the trash can next to it.

"What's the matter? Did you find the other half?" Mu Xiaoyun was rummaging through the room, and couldn't help asking when she noticed Meng Qishu's abnormality.

"Is this paper the same material as the paper in your hand?" Meng Qishu took out a ball of paper from the trash can, unfolded a corner and stroked it.

"Let me see," Mu Xiaoyun put down the movements in his hands, and squatted down with Meng Qishu to observe the paper taken out of the trash can, "It's almost exactly the same!"

"Open them all and have a look."

The two of them took out all the balls of paper from the trash can, spread them out one by one on the ground, and saw that every piece of paper was covered with formation-like symbols.

"These... are defective products, right?" Mu Xiaoyun gasped, looking at the messy lines on the ground.

"Maybe it was used by the Duchess to practice." Meng Qishu stood up, "The one in your hand may be her final product."

"Practice so many times, how deep is her obsession!"

"Maybe I finally regretted it." Suddenly, Ning Mianzhong's voice came from the door.

The two people in the room looked up at the same time, looking at Ning Mianzhong who was leaning against the door frame with one hand on the doorknob.

Ning Mian finally waved the things in her hands at the two of them, hooking the corners of her lips: "New clue, do you want to hear it?"