Lost City [Unlimited]

The dinner was also very rich. The players had concerns at noon and didn't dare to eat more. Now there are no such restrictions, and they can enjoy a meal comfortably.

During this period, Phil Barend did not show up, and the meals were delivered by servants.

Said it was too sad and didn't want to see people.

"Hmph, this NPC is really shameless!" A player complained in a low voice, with a very aggressive tone and a cowardly posture.

After dinner, when they walked out of the restaurant, a servant guarding the door lowered his head and told him: "The manor has regulations, please do not leave the room after the lights are turned off."

"Lights off? What time do you turn off the lights?" A player immediately asked.

"20 o'clock." The servant replied honestly.

"Hey, it's too early to turn off the lights, right? People underage don't care about that." The third brother complained, but his face was a little flustered.

Without him, this moment alone makes people feel terrified, and can't help but think about more scary things.

"What are you afraid of? What can it do to you if you keep the rules?" Yuanyuan rolled her eyes at him, on the surface she looked disgusted, but it was actually comforting.

Hu Ling looked at her and said with a smile, "That's right, the more you are afraid, the more you will be bullied. No matter how strict the criminal law is, as long as you don't cross that line, who can do anything to you?"

A beautiful woman smiling and talking softly should be a very pleasing picture, but Yuanyuan shrank her neck unconsciously, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on her arms.

"Yes, right." She felt that Hu Ling was right, but her tone was inexplicably uncertain.

She frowned, wondering if she was subconsciously under too much pressure, and she became inexplicable.

This person is obviously... so good-looking.

Yuanyuan sneaked a few glances at Hu Ling, and her uneasy heart became strangely peaceful again.

Sure enough, the world is based on appearances.

When she regained her senses, she silently spurned herself, but her eyeballs still had their own thoughts.

"Lights off at 20 o'clock, there is still about an hour and a half, not too long." Sun Meng said at this time: "That's my plan. Everyone will open the door tomorrow morning and let other teams go in to search, preferably two Group together, and search after you're done."

"It's time-consuming. I won't have time tonight. Tomorrow morning will be just right. Everyone will have to use their brains, rest, or go to other places to find clues. Will it work?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Zhenwen and Yang Xuehua immediately agreed, and Li An raised her eyes gloomily, and responded coldly.

Sun Meng looked at Hu Ling, who nodded with a smile: "Okay, I like your arrangement very much."

After he replied, Sun Meng glanced at Yu Songyuan meaningfully, and as expected, he said without hesitation: "I listen to my dear."

Hu Ling glanced at him with a half-smile, and Yu Songyuan approached him softly and whispered something, which made Sun Meng's teeth ache.

All of a sudden, when the other players were just beginning to think, someone suddenly pressed the stop button.

Six to four, now you are playing the game of democratic voting, you said you have colluded secretly, why are you pretending to make a proposal now?

Yuanyuan sneered, she was an unconvinced temper, and wanted to tear off the fig leaf: "Eldest sister, let's say something clearly, otherwise we should panic."

The third brother didn't speak, but expressed his support for his girlfriend with expressions.

But from the outside, Sun Meng looks more mature than Yuanyuan, but she definitely can't afford the word "big sister".

She was smiling, not angry, but her mouth was unforgiving: "Auntie, I'll sell you to save face if you beg me so much. I have a hunch that something will happen tonight, so I want everyone to rest early and don't run out of watermelons. I didn’t even pick up the sesame.”

Yuanyuan was taken aback for a moment, then opened her eyes wide, "Who is your auntie?!"

Hu Ling pursed her lips and smiled lightly, like a delicate flower growing in a magnificent house, only showing off her beauty silently, watching the play with great enthusiasm.

Sun Meng lived up to everyone's expectations and replied, "I will call whoever answers."

In an instant, the smell of gunpowder exploded.

Looking at the round eyes, it seemed that he wanted to pounce on Sun Meng's hair and scratch her face, but he took a few short breaths and endured it.

She held down the third brother who wanted to complain about her girlfriend, and said with a cold face: "Maybe something will happen tonight, right, thank you for reminding me."

Then he dragged the third brother away, his expression so calm that it was a little strange.

In fact, Sun Meng was not too angry, but she was a little upset and turned back. Seeing this, she was more careful: "This Yuanyuan is fine, she is indeed a woman who can whistle at corpses."

Now when players call people, most of them call nicknames or single characters, so as not to be caught accidentally, or to get too deep into the scene, which is not conducive to completing the task.

Hu Ling smiled: "It's called expressing feelings."

After leaving a group, the remaining eight people have nothing to say now, they are quite prepared for each other, and also remember what Sun Meng said might happen tonight, so they disperse early and go back to the room, wash off their exhaustion, lie on the bed and walk along the road Wait for the lights to turn off.

Hu Ling closed his eyes, lay down properly, put his hands on his abdomen, and said softly, "Did you see anything on the corpse today?"

Yu Songyuan lay much stiffer than him, but his voice could not reflect it, and it was deep and pleasant: "There is a rash on the neck, but the fatal injury should be a knife wound on the chest."

Hu Ling concluded: "Someone's poison worked, but Leisa was killed with a knife before being poisoned."

Yu Songyuan continued feeling deeply: "The murderer took that knife from the kitchen."

"Not bad." Hu Ling curled her lips, "What do you think of Sun Meng's guess?"

His topics are always jumping, often jumping from east to west, making people confused about the state of his thinking path.

And you can't answer casually, because he never seems to ask useless questions.

Fortunately, Yu Songyuan has gotten used to it, and after turning his thoughts, he quickly answered: "It makes sense, it's the same as my guess."

Hu Ling nodded with satisfaction, "Who do you think the real culprit is?"

Yu Songyuan actually had some ideas about this question, but Hu Ling used "think", so he didn't express his guess, and said frankly: "There are not enough clues."

Hu Ling frowned, with a slightly cold tone: "Not enough?"

Yu Songyuan's heart tightened, and he turned to look at him. The young man had already washed off his makeup, his black hair was scattered, and Ruxue's side face was so beautiful that it was almost unreal.

"I'm not sure." Yu Songyuan's throat slipped for a moment, and he looked at him fixedly, "Are you angry?"

"You've done a good job of watching words and demeanor." Hu Ling sarcastically looked at him with half-opened eyes.

"When it is confirmed, tell me immediately, if the time is too long, points will be deducted."

Yu Songyuan's throat was dry from that look, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Points deducted? What points?"

If it's the kind that chooses a husband, he will definitely find him out immediately!

Hu Ling withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and said, "Guess."

Yu Songyuan licked his lower lip and smiled evilly: "Whatever he gets, I've decided!"

The second after he finished his rhetoric, all the lights in the room were turned off, and he didn't give him any time to prepare. This is as ruthless as the housekeeper.

Darkness breeds the unknown, and the unknown breeds fear.

But these have nothing to do with Hu Ling.

He only felt extremely sleepy for a moment, and struggled for a while, but he could only be dragged into sleep by unknown things.

……

When Hu Ling was dazed and conscious again, he immediately grabbed the thin rope and woke up as quickly as possible, and then found himself in a small room, simple and messy.

He stood up, moved his hands and feet, and then reached out and patted the cheek of another fainted person: "Hey, wake up!"

The man frowned, grabbed Hu Ling's hand, and opened his eyes, "...where is this?"

Hu Ling replied with a smile, "Dream."

Yu Songyuan smiled helplessly, sat up, did not let go of his hands, and wondered if he forgot.

He looked around for a while, and said, "This is like a place where clothes are made. The style is the same as the background of the copy."

The place has changed, and the clothes and accessories on the two of them have also changed, becoming less gorgeous and more simple.

Yu Songyuan said bluntly, "Honey, you look so pretty in beige."

Hu Ling tugged at the hem of her skirt, and said with a half smile, "Thank you for the compliment."

Yu Songyuan accepted it as soon as he saw it, and talked about the business: "This should be what Sun intuitively sensed."

"Her intuition is quite accurate." Hu Ling replied casually, and then asked: "Do you still remember the dungeon reminder?"

Yu Songyuan: "Remember. Keep the role. Fairy tales are stories for children. Act them out."

Hu Ling: "Very well, just stop it later."

Yu Songyuan was puzzled: "You knew what would happen?"

Hu Ling waved his hand, "It's all guesswork, I just want to share it with you."

Yu Songyuan silently translated and converted in his mind: I have guessed some, but I don't want to chat with you with your IQ.

Yu Songyuan: "..." Okay.

After a while, someone knocked on the door outside: "Mr. Sa Luo, Mrs. Sa Luo, I'm here to pick you up into the palace!"

Hu Ling raised his eyebrows, "Well, I'm directly promoted to be your wife here."

Yu Songyuan just smiled and said nothing, feeling really refreshed.

Thank goodness, thank you, thank matchmaker for a good game!

game:"……"

Shut up!I sue you this is slander! !

Opening the door, it was a short man, very thin, but with bright eyes who called out.

At first glance, he is a very flattering character.

The short man smiled all over his face: "Let's go, two, don't make His Majesty the King wait."

Hu Ling smiled: "We still need time to clean up some things for dinner."

The short man laughed loudly: "Hahaha, no need, Your Majesty has already prepared everything for you two, all you need is your own abilities."

Hu Ling and Yu Songyuan looked at each other and got into the carriage one after another.

The interior of this carriage is very spacious, there is still enough room for three people.The short man consciously distanced himself from the two of them.

The distance was not too long, but because it was located in the center of the city, the carriage moved slowly, and the two took the opportunity to find out the cause and effect from the short man.

It turns out that the Salo couple are well-known skillful hands in the whole continent, and the clothes they make are extremely beautiful, and they are especially sought after by dignitaries.

Now His Majesty's birthday is coming soon, and a grand celebration will be held in the city. On that day, the king will wear beautiful new clothes to hold the celebration.After selection, the king chose the Salo couple to make new clothes for him.

The short man: "You guys do your best, this is a rare opportunity, if His Majesty is happy to reward you with a title, wouldn't you all be prosperous!"

With a thought, Hu Ling asked, "Does Your Majesty like beautiful clothes?"

"Of course, His Majesty often spends time in the locker room, nothing is that important." The short man replied.

Hu Ling looked at Yu Songyuan, and the mouth shapes of the two were very consistent - the king's new clothes.

There are "fairy tales" in the dungeon name, hints, and NPC words. This line of thinking should be correct.

The point is, is the fairy tale in the dungeon really just a fairy tale?

—Fairy tales are stories told to children.

I'm afraid it's more than that.

The author has something to say:

□□, the nightmare in the eyes of children, the reality that adults understand.

PS: Last time I extended a small theater based on my friends’ comments. If you have any ideas, you can post them, because I usually don’t know what to write in a small theater, but I feel that occasionally there should be...

PPS: Emma, ​​I wanted to schedule it, and suddenly clicked to publish it... It’s really uncomfortable to watch at this time T^T