Being targeted by the boss of the escape game

The next morning, the two had just finished washing, and Lu Weixing was combing Chu Ling's hair. His hair had grown a lot, and it seemed that it was almost reaching his waist.

News came from Nancheng over there, saying that the item had been found. Not long after, Lin Junde sent a roll of old newspapers.

Chu Ling: "What is this?"

Lu Weixing laughed: "It's a very interesting thing, I want you to see it together."

He spread the newspaper with his backhand, only to see a headline in the lower left corner jumped into Chu Ling's eyes - <Dongcheng Amorous History, Infatuated Famous Actor Suicides for Love>.

Then look down:

I believe everyone knows the location of Dongcheng Shisan Road. It was Ruyi Square in the previous dynasty, which is now Paramount.

Ruyifang, the gentle hometown of men.Moreover, Ruyifang is different from other selling gold caves. If there is any difference, it is because there are not tender beauties in it, but coquettish and charming men.

All kilns have their top names, and Ruyi Ruling, the top brand of Ruyifang, is believed to be known by everyone. She is not only beautiful, but also has a good figure. Back then, the song Peony Pavilion, dressed as Du Liniang, was amazing, and the singer was very heartbroken. That is It is popular all over Songjiang Mansion. I heard that the one above has praised it.

But recently, someone found him hanged in front of Paramount, why is that?

It turned out that Ruling followed Liang Sheng, a poor scholar. Although Liang Sheng was a scholar, he was catching up with the reform, so Ruling had no choice but to hand over all the money she had left at the bottom of the box...

The content behind it was gone, covered by a large stain, and it was impossible to distinguish.

No need to look, Chu Ling can also imagine what kind of story will follow, what else can it be?It's just Du Shiniang who didn't sink the treasure chest, and Chen Shimei from the Republic of China.

Looking at the old newspaper again, the date is December 1927, 12.

Chu Ling squeezed the newspaper and sighed: "This Liang Sheng is Liang Yuesheng? Sheng, Yuesheng...how did you find out?"

Lu Weixing helped him fix the crystal rose hairpin, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just suddenly wondered what the meaning of the Peony Pavilion is, so I sent someone to check all the news about the Peony Pavilion, and found that there was a Hong Dan is especially famous for singing Peony Pavilion, and she also became famous because of the song Peony Pavilion, so I will check it down."

Liang Sheng, Liang Yuesheng.

Chu Ling read it several times, and suddenly remembered the female ghost in red in the mirror on the first night, no, it should be the male ghost in red, didn't his mouth shape at that time be Liang Sheng?

He touched the pearl on his head, it seems that there will be a good show tonight.

In the evening, Chu Ling, Lu Weixing, and Guo Mengmeng got into the car that Liang's mansion came to pick them up.

Guo Mengmeng was sitting in the back. She looked at Chu Ling, who was dressed in a costume in front of her, and she was slightly fascinated. This outfit is really beautiful.

Guo Mengmeng: "Brother Chu, you look so pretty."

Chu Ling glanced down at the corner of the skirt, "It's really pretty."

Was it possible to not look good with the gorgeous appearance of the Songjiang Mansion back then?

The car hadn't stopped for half an hour. According to the time, Shuiyue Mansion had already arrived.

But the car didn't stop, it was still driving, still heading south, and the Shuiyue Mansion was to the west of Paramount.

Guo Mengmeng panicked and whispered, "Why haven't you arrived yet? Where are you going?"

Lu Weixing: "Go where we should go."

After hearing this, Guo Mengmeng became even more uneasy, but she didn't dare to ask the driver, her whole back was pressed against the back of the seat, and the pearl earrings flickered on her ears, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, and her intuition told her that something might happen tonight.

Chu Ling looked at the nervous Guo Mengmeng, and asked concerned: "Mengmeng, what's wrong?"

Guo Mengmeng stirred the silk handkerchief in his hand, hesitatingly said: "I feel...something bad might happen tonight..."

Chu Ling frowned slightly. Lu Weixing said that players who possess abilities like Lucky A are different from other players. These abilities are passively triggered.

He patted Lu Weixing lightly, and whispered: "Mengmeng's ability...should be intuitively related to the mission clues."

Lu Weixing: "Don't worry, soldiers will block you, water will cover you, no matter what happens, I will protect you."

With a bang, the car finally stopped.

In front of him was a mahogany gate with animal heads that opened in four directions. There were two white paper lanterns hanging in front of the gate, and a plaque with gold characters on a black background was hung in the middle, with the words "Liangfu" written on it.

The house has a simple and simple atmosphere, it looks like it was built before the Republic of China, it should be a former residence,

There was a faint sound of mourning and joy coming from inside.

Lu Weixing stepped forward, picked up the copper lock and looked at it. It was the gilded animal head of Pixiu. Because of the age, the paint had faded a little, revealing a little bit of the original color of bronze inside.

"crunch"

The door was pushed open, and an old man in a long gray gown came out to greet him: "Your honored guest, please come in."

A few people followed the old man in and walked along the Qingshizi Road to a three-flower veranda. The interior design is also a typical mansion style in the late Qing Dynasty. Some unknown flowers and plants were planted on both sides of the stone road, which looked lush.

There is a lingering mist in the house, and with the plain white cloth strips hanging around the yard, it looks like a haunted house.

Go to the Sanhua corridor, a small garden in the east, and a tall stage in the middle.

Liang Yuesheng was wearing a brocade gown, stood under the stage, and said softly, "The dog is dead, please ask Ms. Chu to sing a song for my worthless son, so that I can send him on his way."

Chu Ling responded softly, and went backstage to prepare.

Not long after, a group of people surrounded the stage. Guo Mengmeng thought that there would be many people today, but in fact there were only dozens of them, which was much less than that of Shuiyue Mansion.There are hundreds of paper figurines dressed in red and green around them. It seems that there are more paper figurines than living people.

She thought, who is this play for today?

A peach tree was planted in the yard, and the flowers bloomed just right. The pink and tender flowers adorned the branches, exuding a strong floral fragrance, sweet and greasy.

After a gust of wind, the flowers on the branches fell from the sky like snowflakes, and the fragrance of the flowers became stronger, even a little too much.

Guo Mengmeng covered her nose, sneezed, turned her head and saw Liang Yuesheng in the corridor, standing in a dark corner, staring straight at the stage.

On the stage, Chu Ling was seen wearing a Zhengdan costume with golden chain link flowers, holding a small silk fan with twelve white ribs in her hand, her eyes were as shallow as smoke, and a trace of sadness was locked between her brows.

"It turns out that the colorful blooms are all over the place, and they are all ruined like this. But what a beautiful day and a beautiful day, who's house is there to enjoy?"

He looked back at the audience, covered his face with his sleeves, whimpered, and started to sob, tears fell down, and mournfully said: "I was surprised that the lovesickness was not revealed, it turned out that it was only because the love was deep in my bones, and I didn't know where it started. deep......"

"The living can die, and the dead can live. Why is the feeling in a dream untrue?"

Chu Ling half-turned the fan, and slowly leaned back. The last syllable fell, and she slowly retreated behind the scenes.

Liang Yuesheng looked at the empty stage for a while, then turned and entered the mourning hall inside.

Lu Weixing picked up Chu Ling and went in together.

Guo Mengmeng hesitated for a moment, she didn't want to go in to see the dead, but she also didn't want to stay outside alone.The servants of this mansion all look weird, they don't look like living people.

Moreover, there were still a group of paper figurines piled up outside the house. Looking at the rows of paper figurines with strange smiles on their faces outside the house, Guo Mengmeng shuddered all over.

Just as she was about to raise her leg to go in, she suddenly noticed that there was a strange paper figure.It was a virgin paper figurine wearing a big red flowered jacket, two braids and a black skirt.

The paper figurine was drawn very sloppily, with one flick and one flick for eyebrows, two dots for eyes, one hook for mouth, and two blobs of blush rubbed with rouge on both sides.

It looks weird and funny.

Guo Mengmeng looked at the paper figurine with a flowered jacket, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason, as if the paper figurine was looking at her.

Guo Mengmeng clenched the corner of her clothes, and subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to take a closer look.She stepped forward and found that although it was only a few strokes, there was a strange sense of vividness, as if the paper figurine would come to life at any moment.

She looked a couple of times in doubt, when a gust of wind suddenly blew in the yard, and the peach blossoms fell rustlingly in the dark wind, and two of them even landed on the head of the paper figurine.

I don't know if it was Guo Mengmeng's illusion, but she actually felt that the paper figurine smiled.At this moment, Guo Mengmeng's heart was about to pop out of his chest, he felt a chill down his spine, and immediately shook his head, trying to delete the hallucination just now from his mind.

Unexpectedly, with a shake, Guo Mengmeng found that the paper figurine seemed to be staring at him, moving by itself, and its eyes moved accordingly.

This realization frightened Guo Mengmeng so much that he ran in immediately, fearing that he would die outside if he was too late.

After entering, I saw a black silk nanmu coffin in the middle of the lobby.

Kneeling in front of the coffin was a group of crying people. Those people were neither Guan Renyu's friends nor Liang Yuesheng's friends. They were all professional mourners.

As long as the money given is in place, you can cry like your own father died.

Chu Ling looked at it for a while, crying and howling, hugging the coffin and refusing to let go. She was more sad than Liang Yuesheng, and indeed she cried worse than her own father who died.

Lu Weixing and Chu Ling stood next to the coffin. Chu Ling changed into a plain gown and held a costume in her hand. Lu Weixing lowered her head and said something to Chu Ling. Chu Ling looked at it seriously while frowning. A person lying in a coffin.

Guo Mengmeng walked two steps closer to Chu Ling, and saw that the edge of the coffin was wrapped with a soft golden quilt, and Guan Renyu was lying inside.He was wearing a two-button shroud of brocade with dark pattern of flowers. Maybe it was because the mortician hired by Liang Yuesheng was so skilled. Guo Mengmeng always felt that Guan Renyu didn't look dead at all, but like a sleeping living person.

And from her angle, Guan Renyu's mouth could just be seen to have a slight curvature, as if he seemed to be smiling.

This series of encounters made Guo Mengmeng feel bad all over. If it wasn't for the experience of working with ghosts in the last world, Guo Mengmeng felt that she would faint from fright now.

She suddenly felt that Brother Chu was right. This is not luck, it is luck at all.

Standing beside the coffin, Liang Yuesheng saw the three people coming in, his eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally fell on Chu Ling: "Miss Chu's Peony Pavilion sings so well, it's almost...as if alive... ...."

Lu Weixing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Alive? Like who came alive? Is that gorgeous Ruyifang Ruling in Songjiang Mansion?"

Liang Yuesheng was a little startled, his eyes flickered, and he regained his composure in the next second: "What are you talking about?"

Lu Weixing laughed: "Should I call you Liang Yuesheng? Or should I call you Liang Sheng, Liang Xiucai?"

The expression on Liang Yuesheng's face froze for an instant, the pretended gentleness no longer existed, replaced by viciousness.His face turned blue and then turned white, his eyebrows were twisted into knots, and even his neck had obvious blue veins, and his voice was hoarse: "What are you talking about? I don't understand at all!!"

"Oh? Really?" Lu Weixing had a sneering smile on his lips, "Then I wonder if you will have an impression after watching this?"

Lu Weixing threw the old newspaper over.

When Liang Yuesheng saw the newspaper, his hands trembled, and he immediately tore it into pieces. He said sharply, "Why do you have this newspaper! Why!"

Lu Weixing curled his lips and said casually: "It's nothing, just curious about how Master Liang made his fortune back then, and wanted to learn something, but I didn't expect to learn something new."

"For example, eating soft food, or, for example, murdering someone for money."

The author has something to say: In the late Qing Dynasty, Shanghai was called Songjiang Mansion.