The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

She stopped when she was three meters away, her eyes were moist, and she seemed to have countless things on her mind that she wanted to tell him: "Senior Brother retreated before, I thought I couldn't come this time."

It's still here, the original owner's Shura field.

Ren Yifei corrected his expression.

He had realized this a long time ago, yesterday was the younger brother, and today it is the turn of the younger sister.

No matter what, he won't be crazier than his junior brother.

It is impossible for the original owner to have a relationship with any of them that surpasses that of senior brothers and sisters. If he did, he would have gone crazy.

However, how did these two people who both liked the original owner get together?

Ren Yifei felt that something was a little strange.

"Long time no see." Ren Yifei said a panacea answer without changing his tone, as if addressing a stranger.

If their brothers and sisters have a good relationship, then Ren Yifei's politeness would actually hurt others.

Instinctively she would be surprised, then sad, and then maybe a little annoyed.

All these emotional changes show up on the face, causing subtle changes in expression.

This is what the teacher taught him when he was learning acting.It is how to use facial details to build characters and promote the plot.

But the beautiful woman opposite didn't feel the pain of being stimulated. Her eyes didn't widen, her brows didn't wrinkle, and her masseter muscles didn't change at all.

That said, she wasn't surprised.Ren Yifei's behavior of being polite and distant like a stranger is actually normal, and the other party is familiar with it.

Even the love in her eyes didn't decrease by half.

Okay, not the second Qing Hong, at least not crazy.

With such a basic judgment, Ren Yifei knew how to go down.

As a character who is unrequitedly loved, he actually has a little psychological advantage, and he can draw out some information along the way.

"You invited me?" Ren Yifei asked.

The beautiful woman subconsciously shook her head slightly, but said, "It's me."

Then she added: "It's just that I didn't expect that senior brother would really come."

"Why?" he asked again.

The beautiful woman avoided his gaze, then turned back and stared at him: "Admiring the flowers, the spring feast, of course it is the viewing of the flowers."

She stretched out her hand to support the hairpin on her head. The six-petal curly flower is like a small lantern, and the petals are as transparent as crystal: "There is some misunderstanding between Senior Brother and Qinghong. I hope you can untie the knot. If he does something If you are wrong, I hope that the senior brother will correct it in time, so as not to make a big mistake."

Looking at the hairpin on her head that was exactly the same as the lantern flower she got in the garden, Ren Yifei tightened his fingers and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him.

Did she do it on purpose or not?

Ren Yifei blinked, took note of the flower hairpin on the other party's head, and analyzed her words and deeds today.

It was different from last night. Yesterday she expressed that she wanted him to go, and even whispered that he should not come, but today it changed.

Did someone warn her last night and make her change her decision?

Is it junior brother Qinghong?

As far as he knew, in this copy, shaking his head also expressed negative.

But the beautiful woman in front of her shook her head and said yes, her words and deeds were different, she was lying.Then the eyes stared at him, as if deliberately emphasizing the authenticity of his words, which also showed that there were concealment or misleading in the words.

The two lies and misleading were all to reassure him and then stay.

But on the other side, he deliberately kept his head plain, protruding from the flower hairpin on his head, and even gave him a hand on purpose, as if to remind him of something.

Really contradictory.

Ren Yifei wanted to try again, when a series of footsteps sounded.

But seeing the host of the banquet coming through the vertical flower gate with a few attendants, he looked like he had just discovered him, and was very surprised: "Senior brother is here. Ah, madam is also here?"

The beautiful woman who talked to Ren Yifei before laughed, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "I'm here to chat with senior brother, what's the hurry, 'husband'? Afraid I'll say something bad about you?"

"Ma'am misunderstood." Qing Hong also smiled falsely.

"Don't worry, we have practiced with senior brother for so many years, don't senior brother know your nature?"

Turning her head after speaking, the beautiful woman didn't look at her husband, and ignored him.One can tell at a glance that the relationship between the husband and wife is not good, and they respect each other like 'ice'.

Ren Yifei's gaze met Qinghong's gaze, one of them was smiling and the other was indifferent, but the other looked at each other with hidden murderous intent.

Not brother.Qinghong was very disappointed, but he was also an acting school, he showed no trace at all, and he didn't have the ferocity to strangle him to death yesterday: "I met senior brother, did you sleep well yesterday?"

It was fine if he didn't say the word 'sleep', but when he said the word 'sleep', Ren Yifei was completely dissatisfied.Therefore, he should not respond to Qinghong's word 'senior brother', and said coldly: "I can't afford it."

Qinghong was still smiling, he stretched out his hand and patted it twice, and the attendant behind him came out holding a tray.

There was something in the middle of the brown-black tray, and it was covered with a piece of red cloth, piled up in the shape of a hill.

A gust of wind blew away the red cloth on the tray, and a head with a small black cap was placed on it, already dead, with a gray face.

It's the little old man.

"Tsk, what kind of disgusting thing is this, and you want to show it to senior brother?" The beautiful woman flicked her sleeves, and the red cloth covered them automatically.

She said again: "It's rare for me and my brother to meet, if it's convenient for 'husband', can I avoid it for now?"

Qinghong turned her head, the husband and wife looked at each other, but there were swords, guns and sticks, thunder and lightning.

"Senior brother and I also have something to say." Qing Hong said.

"I did something wrong and offended my senior brother. I deserve this kind of fate. I have already warned my subordinates to be more vigilant. I will definitely let my senior brother have a good time."

"What does it have to do with me if you kill your own people?" Ren Yifei didn't even look at the head.

warn me?

"Yes, yes, I was overthinking. Yesterday my senior brother demolished a lot of my houses, and I thought my senior brother was unhappy."

With a wave of Qinghong's hand, the attendant stepped back with the tray.He leaned over with that kind of sincere smile: "If senior brother is curious about this place, why don't I introduce myself to senior brother?"

The beautiful woman frowned, and just about to move, Qinghong stepped forward to block her figure behind her.

They were very close, Qinghong stretched out his hand to straighten Ren Yifei's collar, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother never brings any little monsters from nowhere to wreak havoc."

Ren Yifei knew that this was accusing him of tarnishing his senior brother's image.

In fact, he is the one who tarnishes the image of his senior brother. People like Mr. He should not be caught in the gossip.

The resume with less than a thousand words of experience is either seeking the Tao or the road. She has a clean nature and doesn't like fighting, but she has some true temperament...

There is no doubt that Mr. He's ambition has not been emotionally.Even if there is affection, it is only the purest friendship between seniors and brothers, there will be no more.

His relationship with Qinghong should have been very close, at least he still trusted him before he got drunk, otherwise how could he get so drunk in front of this person?But after that time, they broke up unhappy. The original owner had just come out after retreating for a hundred years.

For Qinghong, a hundred years is a long time that he has personally experienced.For the original owner, a hundred years was yesterday.

So, what about his feelings for his younger brother?Will it wear off so quickly?

The original owner still cared about the three drops of heartache lost after getting drunk that day, but when this happened, he still didn't mention anything about teaching his junior.

Ren Yifei looked at Qinghong, his eyes stabilized.

He Jun can be a brother, a father, but not a lover, this is the answer.

Substituting He Jun's possible complicated emotions, Ren Yifei looked at Qinghong with even more complicated eyes.

In addition to displeasure, it may be more of a kind of helplessness of 'what to do'.Although it seems that the sword is on the verge of breaking out, but it is said that they have turned against each other all of a sudden, but in fact it has not reached that level, and it is more of a disappointment.

"You don't need to lead the way yourself, I have companions."

Qinghong's hand paused, but he still carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on his collar: "I don't know who it is?"

"have you seen."

Qinghong raised his eyes, his eyes became more and more dangerous: "Brother, are you thinking carefully?"

"He Jun, here I come." Saman walked out from the corner.With a huge sword on his back, he walked up to Ren Yifei in a few strokes, with a natural and generous attitude, like a friend.

Junior brother and junior sister Qi Qi looked at her with eyes like sharp arrows.

Ren Yifei looked at him: Traveling together at night?

Saman smiled slightly: Yes.

The beautiful woman laughed: "I don't know this one?"

And Qing Hong who was cut off saw the tacit understanding of the two people's eye contact, his face was extremely ugly, and he turned to Ren Yifei and said: "Such a guy who doesn't know the details, I'm afraid he is purposely approaching the senior brother."

"I think adults and nobles forget things too much, forgetting that we met yesterday. Besides, even if you know the basics, it may not be good." Saman threw a nail that was neither soft nor hard.

Saman just refuted, but unintentionally stabbed Qinghong, making him speechless for a while.

Ren Yifei was in a happy mood, but his face was feigned displeasure: "I have been waiting for a long time."

Saman knew what kind of temperament this was yesterday, and he didn't refute it now, and obediently admitted his mistake when he was scratched: "It's my fault."

Ren Yifei flicked his sleeves: "And forgive you this time."

Such an attitude of intimacy made Qinghong's and his wife's expressions even more ugly.They just watched them leave one after the other, very harmonious.

"Who is he? Why is he so close to the senior brother?" The beautiful woman asked her husband, when did the senior brother get so close to others?

Qinghong also flicked his sleeves: "A little monster who doesn't know how to live or die."

The hostility shown by the two npcs made Saman dumbfounded.

He wasn't afraid to face these two npcs head-on, but he didn't expect that one day he would be involved in the npc's love-hate relationship.Sure enough, if you live for a long time, you will encounter anything.

"He Jun, what are they?" He probed.

"Don't worry about it." Ren Yifei responded like this, but it was bloody, so let's just watch it as a show.

Don't bother? …Saman chuckled lightly.

The white-clothed demon in front moved like the wind, and most of the other npcs he met would stop to say hello to him, even if they didn't like him, they had to find a reason to say something, even if it was a sarcasm.

But he is very indifferent, he doesn't pay much attention to those who love him and those who hate him.

The little white-clothed monster is already like this, if it is replaced by the big one, I'm afraid they won't even want to meet them face to face.

Saman still remembered how he was exhausted yesterday, leaning against the wall to rest.A rose like rain makes people feel sorry for it, but it also arouses a destructive desire to ravage and humiliate for no reason.

People are inherently bad, Saman thought.

What would happen if these monsters who admired him knew that this unattainable big monster was now in a weak period?

The higher the power, the weaker the sense of morality. When everything you want is within your reach, people will seek higher-level stimuli, such as blaspheming some unreachable existence.

"I'm actually worried about an npc in a dungeon?"

"What's your name?" Ren Yifei stopped when he reached the pavilion.

Saman remembered his easy-to-understand character name: "Dapeng."

Dapeng?Ren Yifei immediately thought of his down-to-earth 'Crane Jun': "Good name."

"..." Saman was speechless, even for such a cold monster, his appreciation of the name was still worrying.

Ren Yifei raised his head and looked up at the sky, while using the tip of his fan to lift his long hair on his chest and push it behind his back.

Even though he was above the clouds, what he saw was no different from what he saw on the ground. It was all blue sky and white sun, and he didn't know what kind of magic it was.

The weather is perfect at this moment, the sun is lazily falling on the courtyard, and a white deer is walking in the green grass.

Walking around at night is full of corridors, but when you look at it in the daytime, you can see that this castle in the air has many courtyards.

"Standing Cloud Pavilion, Spring Banquet, Flower Appreciation?" Ren Yifei thought while shaking his fan lightly.There is no such thing as a good banquet.

"If you walk with me, you will be watched closely. It's too late to regret it now." He looked back at Saman.

Mr. Crane has a special status. When staying with him, Saman's words and deeds will attract attention, especially Qinghong's attention. For players, this is not a good thing.

"Who is Mr. Crane referring to?"

"Everyone except you and me. Are you afraid?" Ren Yifei said this deliberately to let him know the stakes.

Saman was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Mr. Crane is not afraid, why should I be afraid?"

In this tone, are you confident in yourself?

In fact, the personal characteristics of dessert players are obvious and appreciated.Even if there is no fragrance, Ren Yifei is willing to cooperate with him.

However, this scent is always the first to catch people, one step ahead of his senses, desperately reminding: here, here, he is here.

"Hold out your hand," he said.

Saman stretched out his hand, and a small green crystal bud fell on the palm of his hand. The soft touch was like a cat's paw pad scratching the palm of his hand.

"The gift left over from yesterday," Ren Yifei turned to leave, "Let's meet again tonight."

"Where is Mr. Crane going?"

Ren Yifei thought for a while: "Go to the kitchen and borrow some wine."

"liquor?"

"En." Ren Yifei took two steps, glanced in a certain direction, and then left here without looking back.

The author has something to say: Ah Fei: The Shura field is yours, I have nothing.