[Infinite] End Game

"—Don't listen." Chang He lowered his head to look at Tang Yu, and said with his mouth.He covered Tang Yu's ears with both hands, but he was obviously also affected by the sound of the flute, and his brows frowned.

Tang Yu still felt uncomfortable, but he no longer had the urge to dance. When he came back to his senses, he quickly reached out and covered his ears with his hands, then turned to look at the others.

Lin Xiwen and Wei Liu responded in a timely manner. Among the other players, a few remained awake, and the remaining few who couldn't control their dancing were knocked over by Chang He and stomped on to pass out. One, Wei Liu and the equestrian showman The players also learned and learned, and stepped forward to solve other problems.

"Go to the front!" Tang Yu didn't care whether Chang He could hear him or not, he yelled directly, and got out of the backstage first.The confusion was undoubtedly caused by Lynn's flute, but at the moment he was more worried about Louis. There were too many people in the auditorium, and if there was a stampede, not many people would die.

Tang Yu ran onto the stage, looking for Louis in the chaotic crowd. Lin En was standing beside him smiling. He looked at those people as if he was looking at a crowd of rats, full of disgust and ridicule.

Fortunately, Louis was tall enough, and he also did not act rashly. Instead, he covered his ears with one hand and held the dancing Edith with the other.

Louis had already confirmed the position from the auditorium to the backstage. He knew that he could not drag a wildly dancing Itsis over under the influence of the spirit. When Tang Yu came out to respond, he lifted his arm in peace and struck the knife accurately. On the back of the little girl's head, she knocked people out directly.

Louis caught Itsis's softened body, first tore off a piece of clothing and stuffed it into his ears to simply reduce the sound, then covered his ears with one hand and held Itsis in the other, and ran to Tang Yu all the way away from the other audience.

Lynn watched Louis and Ittis running over, and slowly rolled his eyes, but he ignored Tang Yu and the other three, just picked the end of his eyes with a half-smile, and continued to play his flute, saying that non-interference The meaning is very clear.

Tang Yu did not have the Holy Mother to control the life and death of the NPC in the game. If he didn't kill the NPC at will, he was already keeping his own bottom line as a human being.Lynn didn't seem to be hostile to the player. In this case, if he didn't care what Lynn said, it might be the NPC who died, but if he intervened at will, it might be the player.

The three quickly turned to the background, Chang He was waiting for them, Wei Liu, Lin Xiwen and other sober players were dragging the unconscious players out of the tent, and the thick curtains obscured those seemingly magical voices , The urge to dance also faded like the tide.

A female player looked at the tent with lingering fear, rubbed her arms, and said, "What is he doing? Are all the townspeople going to die?"

"Probably not." Lin Xiwen denied this speculation, "We also heard the sound. If the sound of the flute could really kill people, we wouldn't be able to break free so easily. And Lin En said that he would stay for half a month. In the first performance, after he killed all the people, will anyone come? I am more inclined that the sound of the flute is just a spiritual suggestion. As for why the players are less affected... probably because our brain waves are stronger. "

Lin Xiwen shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, but the players basically agreed with this idea, and psychological hints were indeed much easier to accept than dying in a tent.

Everyone nervously watched the movement in the tent, the flute sounded only three times and then stopped repeating, but the audience did not come out, neither did Lynn.

About three or ten minutes later, the players heard voices in the tent, and the townspeople came out of the tent one after another. Their clothes were wet with sweat, but they all had satisfied smiles on their faces. Louis With a thought, the footsteps that were about to reach the tent stopped. He put Edith on the ground and carefully woke up the girl.

"...Well," Edith opened her eyes. She first looked at the vast night sky, and then at the players who came out of the brightly lit tent. "Is the show over?" After finishing speaking, without Louis answering, she rubbed her eyes, showed a smile, and sighed, "What a wonderful show!"

Does she think so?

Louis looked at her and confirmed that the little girl was completely unaware of the fact that he had just danced suddenly, compared to other townspeople, otherwise they would not have talked and praised the performance so easily.

"How many shows have you seen?" Louis asked after thinking about it.

"Hmm..." Edith counted with her fingers, and said with bright eyes, "Nine!"

Nine...

really.

With a plan in his mind, Louis took the little girl to the square and handed it over to someone he knew, and then came back to meet Tang Yu and the others.

"How is it? Is there any useful news?" It was already late at night, and no one wasted any time. As soon as they entered the tent, the view of the outside world was blocked, and Lin Xiwen asked questions directly. "Yes." Louis nodded, "I guided Edith to tell some things about Terry, and only then did I know that Terry is the son of Mr. Pastor, and Mr. Pastor treated Edith very well, but the relationship between father and son It's nasty, as if Mr. Reverend never cared about Terry."

"Oh?" Lin Xiwen became interested, "Do you know the reason?"

"Don't know," Louie said, "but Edith told me that Terry was drunk once and wept that he did something wrong."

Wrong thing.

Tang Yu chewed the word silently, what kind of wrong thing did Terry do to cause his biological father to sever ties with him.However, the attitude of other people in the town towards Terry is very normal, and the details of that incident should only be known to a small number of people.

Tang Yu had a list in mind, but without exception, they were all people who were difficult to pry their mouths open... So the current focus still falls on the original owner of the old house?

Let's go to the river again tomorrow. Tang Yu made up his mind, and heard Lin Xiwen say, "When it comes to sources of information, I have a candidate."

"I met a down-and-out drunk gentleman on the street before. I heard that he has not married a wife in his 30s, but the most important thing is that passers-by said that he is an aborigine in the town. Since he is an aborigine, look at him He should be acquainted with Tribrant and others at his age, maybe he can get some secrets out of his mouth," Lin Xiwen scratched his chin as he spoke, and pulled up the quilt a little, "There will be no performance tomorrow night. Go to him for a drink and make a routine...Of course, on the premise that nothing goes wrong."

Lin Xiwen yawned, lying on the bed with only one head exposed and looking at everyone: "You can also feel it, the story of this dungeon has a very familiar feeling, the plague, the floral dress, the dancing townspeople and the flute player ——However, we think whether it is right or not depends on whether something strange will happen tomorrow."