Game boss he just wants to fish [unlimited]

Jiang Xian is dead.

Colleagues have said that the so-called horror dungeon is a game of cat and mouse. Bosses like them only need to enjoy the thrill of crushing ants.

But in his dungeon, everyone did not follow the usual path.

He still can't move his body.

He still remembers the sudden knife attack in the wedding room, which made him almost think that the big Buddha wanted to kill him to vent his anger.

Now he can only barely attach himself to the items in the Duke's mansion.

As a result, the first moment he woke up on the puppet, Mr. Duke met the player face to face without any precaution.

The three newcomers came back to their senses at this time, looked at the puppet warily from time to time, and whispered to each other:

Su Xiangxiang: "Did the puppet move just now?"

Bad: "It's moving."

The chicken coop in the team wore thick-rimmed glasses on his head, and he looked like a teenager addicted to the Internet.He used to have a very low sense of existence and said nothing, but at this moment he seems to be a blessing: "Based on my experience in playing games, this kind of doll is mostly cursed. We either found important clues, or we were not careful. What kind of group destruction mechanism was triggered."

After hearing this, everyone gasped.

Fuck gaming experience.

Jiang Xianyu slandered his stomach.

He doesn't know if the rest of the room has anything to do with the mission, but this doll has absolutely nothing to do with the mission.

This is a BJD doll he specially ordered from his colleagues in the Doll's House next door, especially for emergencies when the body cannot be used.

Except for this sky-high priced BJD doll, there is no human figure in the entire Duke's mansion.

He just couldn't do it by possessing something that wasn't even human.

Moreover, it is not a human form, and it is indeed inconvenient to move.

No.

Humanoid is also inconvenient.

As long as there are players, it is inconvenient to act in any way.

Duke, who has limited mobility, prepares to quietly pretend to be a regular BJD doll.

It seemed that the previous blink was just a collective illusion of the players.

But the reality does not give him this chance.

Although in the BJD doll, Jiang Xianyu still has the same sensory experience as his body.

Keeping his eyes open for a long time made his eyes dry and tired, and his pupils were a little dizzy, not to mention that his joints were really uncomfortable when he didn't move.

Jiang Xianyu quietly glanced at the three players.

They were not looking at him at the moment.

Just move quietly and change into a comfortable position.

He will be careful, no one will notice him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xianyu carefully stretched his calf.

"Crack, click, click."

The sound of rubbing hard objects came from his joints.

Three eyes pointed at him in unison.

"Is he moving again?"

"Yes."

"what should we do?"

There was a script that he didn't read before, but somehow he got past it.

Come this time.

Original plot, author Jiang Xianyu.

Plus the self-brain supplements of three naive newcomers.

Damn it.

Died in situ.

Mr. Duke stood up from the sea of ​​roses resignedly, and his joints made untimely noises again.

Some are like an earthquake, the old chandelier on the roof seems to be shaking, and the world in front of me is sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.He blinked, and tentatively opened his mouth in a whirl of dizziness: "Is there an earthquake?"

Probably the puppet's vocal cords are not easy to control, and every word is squeezed into a thin airflow at the mouth of the throat, which sounds like it is dying.

Mr. Duke succeeded in scaring the player for the first time in this dungeon.

Then the body of the puppet could no longer hold on, and it slowly fell down.

Doll's house, unscrupulous merchant.

This thing is so expensive, and the quality is so poor that I can't even move it.

Jiang Xianyu took a low breath, leaned against the wall, and asked again: "Is there an earthquake?"

This time, he more or less adapted to this body, and his voice became much more normal.

At least the players can hear clearly.

earthquake?

The three looked at each other.

What earthquake?How come they don't feel it?

The puppet in front of him had the handsome appearance of a duke, and at this moment, it was infused with soul and completely revived.The three looked carefully, only to see that his originally bright red lips had lost their blood color with the previous actions, and there were only streaks of blood on his lips. At first glance, he looked like a young man recovering from an old illness.Combined with his appearance that he couldn't stand up just now, the three people's fear of him suddenly faded a lot.

This puppet can't move easily at first glance, if he goes crazy, they can just run away.

"No." The bad guy replied boldly.

No earthquake?

That was his own fault.

Mr. Duke attributed this to not adapting to this body.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Budao asked again.

what……

Who is he?

good question.

Let him make it up first.

Anyway, it is impossible to admit that it is the Duke of Wood, damage to his majesty is secondary, the key is the system's judging mechanism.

As long as the player doesn't know that he is the Duke of Wood, no matter how he pretends, it's not considered a broken character.

It so happened that what the internet-addicted teenager said just now enlightened him.

Since they thought they would either give clues or give lunch, he sent them through the level as a puppet.

As long as he clears the customs, Xiaolin is fine, and that big guy named Fu Zhan who seems to be planning to make trouble can't do anything either.

He can also get off work early to rest.

Almost instantly, a plan took shape in Jiang Xianyu's mind.

"I am an adventurer, I lost my way that night and happened to pass by the Castle of Uzi.

"The Duke of the Castle received me warmly."

"But that night, he ruthlessly killed me and poured my soul into this puppet."

A real warrior dares to kill himself.

Anyway, Duke Wood is a character who does all kinds of evil, he has no face, and it doesn't matter if there is another cauldron.

"Escape! You run away!"

"The key to the Duke of Wood's mansion is hidden in his wedding room!"

He thought he couldn't make a mistake with this idiom, but the little girl's expression turned out to be weirder.

Li Changfeng, a senior man, had popularized science before his next book, and Mr. Duke would only show the bride the key to the gate of the Duke's mansion.

In other words, apart from Mr. Duke himself, only the bride can know where the key is.

How does this guy know that the key is in the wedding room?

Thinking of the act of choosing a male bride at the Duke's dinner, and looking at the doll that looks exactly like Mr. Duke, Su Xiangxiang suddenly felt blessed.

"Wow." She whispered softly, "Shui Xian Wen! The cutest self-taught and self-sufficient."

Jiang Xianyu:? ? ?

……

The study in the Duke of Wood's mansion is as treacherous as the rest.

The man in the black windbreaker stood in front of the bookcase and looked up from the bottom. His flaps fluttered like bat wings in the darkness.

He snapped his fingers, and in an instant, clusters of lights burst out from his fingertips, like orange-red flowers in the damp and cold air.

The dark study suddenly became bright.

The tall bookshelves are full of books, but most of them are "Human Anatomy" or "Hundred Ways to Kill" such indescribable things.

A dried white rose was placed in the corner of the bookcase, and the edge of the petal was scorched black.

Fu Zhan closed his eyes.

The door is not in this room either.

In the mirror of reincarnation, almost every dungeon will have more or less casualties.Players die, but their souls are indelible. How to deal with their souls naturally becomes a problem.

Therefore, the Lord God divides each dungeon into two spaces, one is the "Little Garden" for players to clear the level, and the other is the "prison" for storing the souls of the dead.

The player's soul is constantly being eaten away in the prison, the last part will be used to strengthen the boss's power, and the other part will be used to strengthen the copy.The so-called "door" is the channel connecting the two spaces.

For the players, everything in Hakoniwa is a fantasy created by the main god. Only the undead in the prison and a lot of points are the most real things.

Fu Zhan, who didn't find the door, didn't seem too disappointed.

He walked to the corner, picked up the dried flower, twisted the stem with his fingers and turned around playfully.

The book behind the dried flowers does not match the painting style of the study.

Some scorched edges can be vaguely seen on the dark blue book cover, and in the center of the book is a bronzing English cursive, which casts a halo of halo under the firelight.

Fu Zhan casually flipped through a few pages. It was a love novel, and it contained romantic love stories, but the notes on the margins were really interesting.

Who would have written it?One stroke at a time, round and round, like a koala curled up holding a eucalyptus leaf.

The first thing Fu Zhan thought of was Mr. Duke, and the inadvertent blankness revealed by those eyes was very in line with the temperament of the little koala.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhan inexplicably became more patient, and flipped through the pages one by one.

When it was two-thirds of the way through, the round, small characters disappeared, replaced by a bookmark, implying that the owner of the book hadn't finished reading it.

The bookmark had Bai Qiangwei printed on it, and next to Bai Qiangwei was written a line of small characters, with a strong front and a chic corner. It was completely different from the previous comment, and the content was specious but not confusing:

"I want someone to love me."

……

With a confused mind, Jiang Xianyu allowed himself to sink into the soft bedding.

God knows how much effort it took him to regain his body, and then wobbled back to his secret base.

In that performance, he believed that he had condensed his whole life's effort, and in the end, he burst into tears, crying blood every word.

After all, Mr. Duke wanted to cry when he thought of the sadness of these two nights and the more suffocating future.

But those three idiots couldn't understand Mr. Duke's sadness, and refused the customs clearance gift package delivered to their door.

"This is a trap. Although it makes sense to think about it." Su Xiangxiang was serious, "but it's not very realistic to play fake narcissus with BJD dolls."

The other two boys didn't know why, but nodded in agreement.

Su Xiangxiang: "The top priority is to find Xiao Lin. The evil Duke probably doesn't want to keep his promise and hide the bride we prepared for him."

Duke Jiang himself: What a big pot.

It's too late to send them away!

Several people walked away from him, while discussing where Xiao Lin might have gone.

Mr. Puppet was left in the room.

Poor and lonely.

The poor and lonely Jiang Xianyu decided not to think about these sad things anymore, and read a novel for a while to change his mood.

He read two-thirds of that love novel, and the love story of the hero and heroine was so evocative.

The night before yesterday, he put the book on the bedside table, only thinking about reading it happily after sending it to the player.

But now, Mr. Duke touched along the bedside table——

empty.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The feeling of an earthquake came again.