This NPC really has a problem

It took me a while to find the right key and insert it into the keyhole with fingers that had become stiff from death.

Mr. Tulum opened the door.

His eyes could see nothing in the darkness, but the room was empty.

Mr. Tulun checked the bottom of the bed, the cabinet and all the places where a person could hide, but he didn't find the girl who escaped before.

His eyes rolled slowly, and finally settled on the window.Mr. Tulum opened the window and looked down, only seeing his daughter.That girl couldn't have jumped out of the window if Rosa was there.

Mr. Tullen's eyes moved to the window of the next room.

...It's a little far away, but the possibility of flipping into the next room cannot be ruled out.

Mr. Tulum left the window and exited the room.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Zhong Changya breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a stone canopy above the window, and when she heard the door was about to be opened, Zhong Changya gritted her teeth and rolled up, without being seen by Mr. Tulun, without disturbing the crying little girl below, and without falling down .

Human potential is truly limitless.

Zhong Changya leaned against the cold outer wall of the castle, thinking of the cold wind blowing outside.

As long as people outside don't look up at her, they won't be noticed... Zhong Changya plans to stay here for one night, but her legs will be a little sore and cold.

I don't know how other people are doing now. There is a Mr. Tulum here, a little girl at the bottom, and Mrs. Tulum who doesn't know where.In Zhong Changya's opinion, Mrs. Tulun is the most difficult boss to deal with.

By the way, which hero made the little girl cry, she is going to pass her breath, it is really a sad thing to have endured pain that shouldn't be endured at a young age.

Zhong Changya almost laughed out loud.

……

Steward Lu was still confronting Mrs. Tulum in the corridor on the second floor.

The broken porcelain was a floor away from them, but their hearing was already very good, and they could hear the sound of broken porcelain and footsteps downstairs, but no one left.

"Steward Lu," Madam Tulun said softly, "Did you drag me here on purpose?"

Butler Lu didn't answer.

"The voice I heard before doesn't seem to resemble your voice. Why, are you so kind to save those unrelated people?" Mrs. Tulun frowned slightly, looking at Steward Lu as if she was looking at a monster , very incomprehensible and authentic, "It's really strange. To you, they should all be food. What's the point of saving food? Is gratitude for food useful to you?"

"That's why I said that the dead will not come back to life," Steward Lu said in a flat tone, "You who regard the living as food are no longer human beings, and now you are just monsters who can move."

Mrs. Tulun opened her eyes slightly: "You are exactly like us. If you refuse to devour flesh and blood and allow yourself to weaken day by day and become a real corpse, is it considered a living person?"

Mr. Lu said in a calm voice: "The living live well, and the dead are buried in the ground. I can go wherever I want."

Mrs. Tulun sneered and said, "You have become a saint now. It's a pity that I am very satisfied with my life now. This time, you alone can't save me!"

Butler Lu sighed.

Without warning, he let go of the hand holding the candlestick, and the candlestick fell to the ground. The tongue of flame licked Mrs. Tulum's skirt and spread upward in an instant.

Mrs. Tulun roared: "Lu Ren!"

Under the table.

Xu Yan still didn't dare to make a sound. He blocked the light of the phone screen and typed a line for Chen Jin to read: [Mrs. Tulun knows we are here. 】

Chen Jin borrowed his mobile phone and typed below: [If Butler Lu can't stop Mrs. Tulun, she will come in. 】

Although they wanted to trust Steward Lu, they still remembered that there were actually three people in Mrs. Tulum's camp.

Xu Yan thought for a while, then typed: [I'll hide in another place, let's try to survive. 】

Using the lighting of his phone, he locked his target on a table in the corner.

It's not that he doesn't want to hide in a reliable place like a cabinet, it's just that he really doesn't dare to bet that there will be no sound when the cabinet is opened.

In the corridor, Mrs. Tulun and Steward Lu seemed to be fighting. Xu Yan used the sound of fighting to cover up, and slowly moved under the table in the corner.

The table was smaller than the one he hid before, and only a grown man could fit under it.

Xu Yan curled himself up.

The hand on the floor touched something.

Xu Yan froze for a moment, then pulled out the things at hand.

That's a photo.

Xu Yan took advantage of the screen light of his mobile phone to see the picture in the photo clearly, and his mind went blank in shock.

It was a wedding photo.

But the people in the photo are... Mrs. Tulun and Steward Lu?

Madam Tulun suddenly screamed in pain in the corridor, Xu Yan shook his hand, and the photo fell to the ground.

……

Mrs. Tulum tightly covered her face, almost fell to the ground in pain, and kept crying out in pain.

The pitted reddish-brown skin was exposed between her fingers, as if she had been splashed with a pot of hot oil on her face, that face seemed to be ruined.

A glass bottle fell to the ground.

"Cough..." Butler Lu bowed and coughed. There were bluish-purple finger prints on his neck, but compared to Mrs. Tulun, his injuries were obviously much lighter.

"Holy water," Madam Tulum roared, "you actually brought holy water!"

Those are the holy water in the prayer room.

When they were still alive, the holy water in the prayer room was the same as ordinary clean water to them, but after they were transformed into living dead who depended on cannibalism to maintain their lives, the holy water became something that would hurt even if they got close.

As long as they get close to the prayer room, they will feel pain like needle pricks in their bodies, and the closer they get to the holy water, the more painful it will be.When these holy water is splashed on the body, severe scald marks will appear on the body. Even if you don't touch it, if you get closer, it will feel like a flame is burning in your body!

Lu Ren dared to carry holy water with him!

Mrs. Tulun finally knelt down on the ground in pain, her long nails unconsciously scratched the ground, scratching the wooden floor with white scratches.But Butler Lu stood up straight and looked down at her coldly.

Just eat one person to recover... Mrs. Tulun raised her head to reveal the ghost-like face that was scorched by the holy water, and stared at Steward Lu fiercely: "Do you think you can deal with us like this? Your body is still intact." How many times can it support you to touch the holy water? You are going to be unable to hold it now?!"

Butler Lu is really holding on now.

Worse than the damage to his body caused by the holy water was that he was about to fall into a deep sleep uncontrollably.After transforming into the living dead, he will be forced to sleep for a period of time every day, as will the Tulun family, but they will all choose to sleep in the morning with the disgusting sunlight.

But Butler Lu chose to wake up during the day, in order to drive away those passers-by who strayed into the castle.

He fell asleep unknowingly in Bai Zhu's room before, although he was woken up by Bai Zhu halfway, but now facing the torrent of drowsiness, his eyes turned black in bursts.

Mrs. Tulun saw Steward Lu take out the second glass bottle from her pocket, she got up from the ground in a panic, and ran towards the end of the corridor stumbling.

Butler Lu leaned against the wall exhaustedly, and put the glass bottle back with trembling hands.

That bottle is empty.

He couldn't hold on to the second bottle of holy water.

Steward Lu lowered his eyes, slid along the wall and fell to the ground, and just fell asleep.

There were footsteps in the corridor again.

A tall figure went upstairs and walked forward stiffly. It was Mr. Tulum who was attracted by Mrs. Tulum's painful cry.

Mr. Tulun saw Steward Lu who was leaning against the wall and fell asleep.

He had fifteen stab wounds on his body, one pierced the lung, one pierced the heart, and one cut his neck.He followed Tulun's mother and daughter and ate people, but his injuries were too severe, and he did not recover after so many days.

Those wounds were left by Butler Lu.

But when he saw the unconscious enemy at this time, he didn't do anything to hurt him.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from Mr. Tulun's eyes, and he murmured: "I'm sorry..."

……

Butler Lu was having a very strange dream.

There was nothing in that dream, it was a boundless darkness, but there was a man's voice constantly making noise.

"Lu Ren, Lu Ren? Can you still wake up? Let me know if you can!"

"Hey, I think you can't tell from your appearance... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then wake up) then!"

"Uncle Lu Ren! There is no game room on the market that can let you lie in bed for half a year! You will really be cold in it if you don't wake up!"

"Log out! Log out! Don't you remember anything!"

Noisy.

Butler Lu thought indifferently.

He didn't want the sound to disturb his good sleep, so he tried to sleep more deeply.He succeeded, and after a while the voices died away.

But housekeeper Lu couldn't be quiet for long.

At some point, the sound of a few people arguing rang in his ears.

"Steward Lu? Steward Lu?!"

"I'm not breathing..."

"Obviously there is! I just felt it!"

"Then what, maybe it's an illusion... hey, calm down, Xu Yan, do you feel the pulse?"

"Uh, I didn't feel it."

"The situation is not good, Bai Zhu, there is no breathing, no pulse, and the body is still so cold, we seem to be able to draw a conclusion."

"To shut up!"

Someone was shaking him desperately.

Still calling his name.

But Butler Lu was too tired, he couldn't open his eyes, and didn't want to give any response.

Gradually, shaking his hand away from his shoulder.

Someone was feeling: "I didn't expect to be saved by an NPC."

"Maybe this game is just to let us know that there is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world... Oh, Bai Zhu, cheer up, what a big deal..."

"..."

"Why did you hit someone!"

"Oh, it doesn't hurt."

"After you go out, you will know if it hurts if I beat you."

Those voices finally fell silent.

long silence.

Suddenly someone said: "The housekeeper's family is really nice."

"I doubted him when he was Mr. Lu, and now my conscience hurts."

"Shut up, you don't have this thing."

"After we log out, go to the game company and ask for his data."

"Will Steward Lu be willing? Wouldn't it be disrespectful for us to take away his data so casually and ask him to be reborn on another carrier?"

"He really seems to be a living person, and we actually have to think about such a complicated issue."

"Didn't BOSS dig a hole in the garden last night? Let's let Steward Lu go to the ground for peace."

"I still need to find some white flowers."

"The door of the cabinet can be removed to make a tombstone."

"Remember to prepare some sacrifices."

"Bai Zhu, your handwriting is beautiful, and you can write the words on the tombstone."

"Write what?"

"Let me think about it... How about 'a noble NPC is buried here, and Zhong Changya, Bai Zhu, Xu Yan, and Chen Jin will always remember him'?"

"It's too simple to express our admiration and gratitude to Steward Lu."

"Actually, I have some opinions on the order of ranking..."

"What's an NPC?" Lu Butler asked.

He opened his eyes and found that it was dawn, and he could see the faces of the four guests who were muttering together by turning his head.

The bodies of the guests seemed to be stiff for a moment, and their eyes fell on him.

silence.

Steward Lu asked again: "What is an NPC?"

"..."

"Fake corpse ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The author has something to say: woo woo woo I failed, today I only lost [-] [collapsing to the ground]

I... I really tried my best, I don't have a drop of QAQ

Tomorrow I plan to try the sixth day, and don’t be surprised if you find that I’m only three days old. After all, things like the sixth day belong to the category of changing fate against the sky, and failure at the beginning is completely understandable.

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