This NPC really has a problem

Steward Lu stared at the closed gate of the castle, but did not respond to the people outside.

The dead silence in the castle makes the travelers outside a little uneasy, but the sky is getting darker and the temperature is also dropping. It is imminent to find shelter before the cold winter night. The travelers knocked on the castle again "I'm sorry to disturb you. We are travelers passing by. I wonder if we can spend the night in your house. We will leave early tomorrow morning..."

Before the words were finished, the door opened a crack.

There was only a crack, and only one dark eye of the person who opened the door could be seen.

Steward Lu said from behind the door: "I'm very sorry, but you are not welcome to stay here. There is a hotel four hours south of here, and you can stay there."

When he saw the travelers outside the house tightly wrapped in warm clothes, he mercilessly chased them away.Although the temperature is extremely low at night in winter, it is generally fine to walk outside for four hours while keeping warm, but if you stay in the castle, you may not be able to leave completely.

Steward Lu was about to close the door, but he had to lose his strength because of a slender hand holding the edge of the door.

The owner of the hand pushed the door open while Butler Lu was not paying attention.

The girl who was only as tall as Steward Lu's chest had her nose and eye sockets red from the cold. At this moment, "she" opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Lu?"

Butler Lu blinked a little blankly.

He subconsciously uttered two syllables: "...Bai Zhu?"

"It really is you..." Bai Zhu couldn't restrain the joy in his tone.

The time in the game was synchronized with the outside world. When Bai Zhu came out of the game warehouse, a week had passed outside. Chen Jin, who died early and went offline, waited for them to be moldy.Bai Zhu wrote an email to the headquarters of Xingheng Network without even looking at the communication interface with thousands of unread messages, asking for the copywriting of the holographic horror game "Key" as the young master of Bai's Interstellar Group. Waiting for a reply while searching for information about "Key" on the star network.

However, the development time of "Key" is relatively short, because many areas are not yet perfect, and only a thousand places were opened during the first internal test, so that there is very little information that can be searched on the star network.Bai Zhu contacted a player who participated in the internal test. Their team chose the hard mode for the first instance. When Bai Zhu contacted them, they had just been eliminated from the game.Since they haven't finished the ending, Bai Zhu didn't get any more information except that Mr. Lu is the most difficult and cruel NPC in the game.

No matter what, Bai Zhu couldn't connect the NPC who drugged a child the night before and hammered a child with the gentle and patient Mr. Lu he met.

He anxiously waited for the reply from Xingheng Network, and couldn't calm down to do other things. When he had nothing to do, he always thought of the fire that almost burned his eyes before logging out of the game. The companions entered the game again.

The "Key" in the closed beta stage did not have the function of resetting the level that has been cleared. After they entered the game, they were arranged to enter the second instance. After a while, the players walked to the end of the trail and opened the iron gate according to the game prompts. Go to the castle in front of you.

[The travelers after leaving the snow-capped mountains are hungry, cold, and exhausted, and the travelers urgently need to rest.At this time, an old castle appeared in front of their eyes. 】

Bai Yi knocked on the gate of the castle while complaining about how the travelers in this game dared to lodge.

He didn't expect that he would hear that familiar voice again.

Although Steward Lu's clothes are very different from Mr. Lu's, but their looks and expressions are exactly the same, and Bai Zhu can identify them as the same person with just one glance.

Steward Lu is not very used to the earnest gazes of young girls. Such gazes made him feel very embarrassed, and his face felt hot.His eyes quickly moved away from Bai Zhu, and he looked at the faces of the other three people around Bai Zhu one by one, feeling familiar.

But Steward Lu has no memory of them at all.

He guessed that these four people were related to his past, maybe they were his friends in the past, so he couldn't let them stay in the castle.Steward Lu spoke to Bai Zhu very seriously: "Sorry, it's not convenient to keep guests here, please leave as soon as possible."

Bai Zhu was taken aback by his attitude as if he was treating a stranger.

But Butler Lu clearly called out his name just now.

Bai Zhu said with some puzzlement: "Mr. Lu..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a chuckle.

It was a woman's laughter, the voice was so soft and sweet that it almost made the listener's bones go cold, making people think of things like roses.

Knowing that if you stretch out your hand, you will be stabbed with blood, but you can't take your eyes off the delicate petals.

Except for Steward Lu who was motionless as if he was deaf, everyone present couldn't help turning their eyes to the woman who was slowly walking down the stairs.

The woman is obviously not young anymore, but like a fine wine that has been cellared for many years, it is precisely because of the precipitation of the years that it has the elegance that people can't take their eyes off.The corners of her eyes and brows are full of captivating smiles, her skin is fair, and her dress is complicated, like a noble lady who came out of an oil painting.

Butler Lu lowered his eyes slightly.

If this woman used to be a rose with thorns, then now she is a colorful poisonous snake, with a three-cornered snake head lying quietly on the coiled soft snake body, as obedient as a plaything for anyone to caress.

Roses can only pierce human hands, but snake venom is deadly.

Wearing a foreign dress, the little girl who looked seventy percent like the woman hid behind the woman, revealing half of her face, curiously staring at the dusty guests at the door with amber eyes.The woman smiled and asked, "Steward Lu, why don't you invite the guests in?"

Steward Lu didn't seem to hear her words, and raised his hand to push Bai Zhu out who had already stepped into the room, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the iron gate in the distance closing silently.

Black lacquered withered vines rustled around the iron gate.

It seems so fragile that it can be easily torn off, but it is an indestructible lock of the castle.

Steward Lu moved his hand to the side, he turned sideways to make way for a passage, leaned forward and said, "Welcome to visit, and please forgive my previous rudeness."

It wasn't until the travelers entered the castle one after another that Steward Lu straightened his back again and closed the gate with his back facing the people in the castle.

Bai Zhu looked back at him.

When he passed Steward Lu, Steward Lu reminded him in an inaudible voice: "Be careful of Tulun."

His voice was too soft, and the expression on his face was flawless, as if that sentence was just an auditory hallucination in vain.

Who is Tulum?

……

After serving the last dish, Steward Lu retreated into the shadows out of the reach of the candlelight.

Mrs. Tulun apologized: "Due to the difficult roads in winter, we haven't gone out to buy fresh vegetables for a while, and the hospitality is not good. I hope you will forgive me."

The guests hurriedly thanked the lady for her generosity.

Zhong Changya looked at Mrs. Tulun, then at the little girl sitting beside her, and couldn't help asking: "Mrs. Tulun, are only your mother and daughter and Steward Lu living in the castle?"

Mrs. Tulun shook her head, her tone was a bit sad: "My husband has been unwell recently, so he stayed in the bedroom to rest. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him."

Zhong Changya comforted: "Mr. Tulun will definitely recover soon."

Mrs. Tulun smiled and thanked Zhong Changya for her blessing.

Steward Lu watched Mrs. Tulun acting coldly.

Of course, Mr. Tulun was not feeling well. Compared to the Tulun mother and daughter who were almost fatally hit by one blow, Mr. Tulun took fifteen knives before he died.The greater the damage to the body, the more difficult it is to recover. Unlike the Tulun mother and daughter who can pretend to be strangers, Mr. Tulun cannot appear in front of others.

And the "good medicine" that can make him "recover" is the flesh and blood of living people.

Steward Lu could see the greed in Mrs. Tulun's eyes when she looked at Zhong Changya, but the guests ate their meals without realizing it, and even talked and laughed with Mrs. Tulun during the dinner.

Somewhat bad.

Steward Lu looked down at his hands, which were covered with scars under the snow-white gloves.

After last night, the Tulun family became stronger, while he weakened further.It was so difficult for him to find a way to protect a traveler yesterday, let alone four guests came this time.

what should he do...

Snapped!

The sound of broken porcelain interrupted Mr. Lu's thinking.

He looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw that the ground beside the little girl was a mess, the pieces of the white porcelain plate were mixed with half-baked pieces of meat, and the sauce was even splashed on the white tablecloth.

It was knocked over on purpose.

The little girl pulled her mother's sleeve and acted like a baby: "Mom, I don't want to eat these things."

Mrs. Tulun looked at the guests apologetically, then lowered her head and asked the little girl softly, "What would Rosa want to eat?"

"I want to eat the meat I ate yesterday." The little girl's voice was clear and innocent.

Mrs. Tulun touched the little girl's head: "The meat has been eaten, Rosa can eat something else now, okay?"

The little girl looked reluctant, but finally nodded.

Mrs. Tulun raised her head and said, "Housekeeper Lu, please come and clean up the ground."

Steward Lu didn't say a word, took the dustpan and rag, and walked to the dirty side of the ground.The little girl had already left her seat and was being held in the arms of Mrs. Tulum for dinner.

Steward Lu knelt on the ground with one knee and swept the debris and pieces of meat on the ground into the dustpan with a rag.

The rag was stained a muddy color by the sauce in a short while.

Mrs. Tulun's tone was sincere: "I'm really sorry for you, Steward Lu, I will trouble you to take the tablecloth and wash it after we finish eating."

Steward Lu raised his head expressionlessly, only to see that Mrs. Tulun's smiling eyes were full of malice.

She whispered in a voice that only Steward Lu and the little girl could hear: "You will always be our servant, whether you are alive or dead."