flstandardbreds Chapter 145: The Duke is a fishing beauty (21)
Chapter 145: The Duke is a fishing beauty (21)
Li Hen didn't dare to even fart for a moment.
Life is at stake.
The two men in front of him are both big guys, and he can't afford to offend them.
"What do you mean by ceremony?" Quan Si put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the wall.
The light stretched his shadow very long, making him look very tall.
Especially those legs, so straight and long, so dazzling.
Li Hen was directing his little ghosts to clean up the scene. When he heard this question, he did not hesitate and said directly:
"It's an inherent command in the mind of each of us ghosts, but we don't know who gave it." He kicked a head at his feet.
Like kicking a ball, he kicked the head far away.
"In the second level, we ghost NPCs need to perform a ritual at 1 a.m. every night for half an hour."
"And this ceremony will last a total of 19 times."
19 times?
Why not any other number of times, but exactly 19 times?
This number seemed to hide some mystery, but at this moment, Quan Si couldn't figure it out.
Ji, who was standing next to him, had his eyelids slightly drooped and his expression could not be seen clearly.
The slightly curly black hair was as black as ink, flowing down, making the whole person look more lazy and noble.
Mysterious.
Li Hen saw his confusion and shrugged, "As for why the number of times is so high, we ghosts don't know either."
“The hotel and the cafe are actually connected to each other. Many players stay there every day and are then brought here.”
"During the ceremony, there is no strict requirement on the number of people killed, but there must be blood." Li Hen yawned.
He looked very sleepy.
That is to say, at least one person must die within half an hour of the ceremony.
Like today, except for Quan Si and Ji, all other players who had just checked into the hotel died.
Jiang Fang is missing so he is not included.
"There will be a new wave of players moving in tomorrow, and we will have to bring them over then." Li Hen raised his eyelids lazily.
At this moment, the note of rules in Quan Si's pocket trembled violently twice.
He took out the note and looked at it with his eyes lowered.
The rules have changed again.
All the previous rules disappeared out of thin air, and were replaced by rows of new rules.
Title: New Rules of the Death Café [Tip: Please read carefully, don’t skip or miss anything, otherwise you may get killed~]
The words were cheerful, but there were a few drops of blood in the upper right corner of the rule.
I don’t know who it belongs to.
It's bloody and a bit creepy.
Quan Si continued reading with an expressionless face.
Rule 19: Level 23 lasts for a total of 59 natural days and officially ends at 59:: on the last day.
Rule 2: Please stay in the cafe during the day and in the hotel at night. Please do not reverse your day and night and have a disordered schedule.
Use 18:00 as the dividing line. Do not go out casually after this time. There will be NPCs taking turns guarding various places in the hotel.
If you have to go out due to special circumstances, you must inform the NPC, and the NPC will monitor you throughout the time you are away.
When the sun rises the next day, it is daytime and players can move around freely, but remember to "check in" at the cafe.
Rule Three: The ceremony will be held at 1 a.m. every day, and players must cooperate with the work of the ghost NPC.
If the NPC is in a good mood, he will only kill one person.
The ceremony location varies randomly, but is usually in a cafe.
At the end there was a line of unclear words, covered in enchanting blood, which had stained it beyond recognition.
Can't see clearly.
Quan Si was pondering over this line of words, but unexpectedly Ji took the initiative to come closer to him.
He took the rule paper and his eyes sparkled when he saw the last line.
"Try your best to live until the last day." He stroked the words with his fingertips, his voice low.
"How can you tell?" Quan Si looked at him.
His eyesight was not bad, but the edges of the characters were blurry, so how could he recognize them?
"Guessed." Avoid being brief.
Finally, he stuffed the note back into Quan Si's hand.
He turned his face away to hide the strange look in his eyes.
Quan Si glanced at him and didn't say anything else.
He just thought of it as a man's blind guess.
He didn't know that the other party was actually the behind-the-scenes boss who knew the whole situation best.
Everything is closely related to him.
"Your name is Li Hen, right?" Quan Si didn't quite understand one part of the rules and planned to ask this white-haired ghost.
The other person's face is very recognizable, and his appearance is considered to be above average among NPCs.
However, in his mind, there was one person whose looks topped the list.
That is taboo.
After all, the two have been almost inseparable from the beginning of the game to now.
As a result, every time he encounters a ghost, he will subconsciously compare the person's appearance with that of a man.
Then I came to the conclusion: Ji does look...
To some extent, it suits his taste.
"Yes, sir!" Li Hen's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Quan Si would actually call him on his own initiative. He happily went over to him.
"Like a dog." Ji, who was standing nearby, said suddenly.
Li Hen didn't dare to provoke him. He was like a dumb person swallowing bitter herbs, unable to express his pain. He could only try to make his smile look less stiff.
"Why did you choose such a name?" Quan Si curled his lips, "There are very few NPCs with names. Your name is not bad."
Being praised by him, Li Hen's face immediately flushed, and he pulled the corner of his mouth, "Do you like my name, sir?"
"Like?" Quan Si chuckled at his words and his eyes lightly swept across his face.
His eyes were dull, reminding people of calm dead water, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest.
Quan Si tucked a few strands of silver hair on his forehead behind his ears and smiled seductively. His knuckles were beautiful and slender, making people unable to take their eyes off them.
"I like to stab you with a knife." He was still laughing, and his voice was extremely clear.
But the words that came out of those lips were as cold as ice, making people shudder.
Li Hen shuddered.
Two extremely oppressive gazes were fixed on him, making him almost unable to breathe.
"Answer my question." Quan Si changed the subject and said in a light tone.
"Ah, that's the name." Li Hen touched his nose, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead inadvertently, which was caused by fear.
"When I was a child, my mother said she wanted me to stay away from scars and live a happy life."
Li Hen, homophonic to "Li Hen".
Stay away from scars?
Quan Si's eyes swept across the curved scar on his neck, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Although I couldn't see the whole picture, but just looking at the exposed scars, I could tell that he probably had countless of them.
They are all scars.
Li Hen's eyes were empty for a moment, as if he was remembering something from the past.
He remembered that he had died a long time ago.
He died at the hands of a group of young peers, with one knife after another slowly falling on him.
He died amidst the overwhelming rumors, which severely bent his once upright spine.