My imagination has come true

Before Mu Qingyun could think about it, the couple had already walked briskly towards the castle gate. After walking a few steps, the handsome husband turned around and said with a smile: "Our Swan Castle is very old, and the rooms on the third and fourth floors are a bit... It’s old and in disrepair. I heard that people have died inside. It’s not very safe. Please don’t go up there casually.”

The beautiful wife smiled: "Don't scare people, it's true."

The couple are both well behaved, their expressions are even gentler, and they always have warm smiles on their faces.

Huang Mao shivered in excitement, and shrank suddenly. He was obviously 1.8 meters tall, but it had the effect of making him shrink back 1.5 meters. Then he seemed to feel that he was timid, and suddenly stood up again. He straightened his back.

He just checked and there was no cell phone on him, nothing.

This castle is also weird and weird. According to my usual experience in watching movies, when encountering such weird things, it is better to stay still and not move. If the first bird is shot, the first one to make a scene will definitely be unlucky.

"Okay, everyone is welcome. If you have anything or need anything, you can ask Uncle Song, our housekeeper in He Mansion."

After the husband finished speaking, he nodded, took his wife's arm, and slowly walked out of the door.

The remaining five people looked at each other, a little confused.

The elder brother, who seemed to know something, clapped his hands and focused everyone's attention: "Everyone can call me Xu Da, and my sister is Xu Er. You can also think of a familiar name, something you can call me, and something easy to call me." That’s fine, it’s best not to use your real name. Of course, if you insist on saying it, I can’t care.”

The old man hesitated and simply nodded without thinking, "Call me Teacher Wang."

Huang Mao, who had been arrogant and domineering just now, was a little tired now, and hummed softly: "Zhao... Lin."

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "My name is A Qing."

Xu Da nodded: "Okay, while it is safe now, I will tell you the relevant information that my friend told me. You'd better believe me."

Regardless of whether they believed it or not, everyone listened with all their ears open, and Mu Qingyun also listened very seriously.

"To clear this game, the best way currently known is to find the game's gatekeeper, the core character, and get rid of him."

"Let me give you an example. My friend encountered a thriller game. On a moving train, passengers must abide by ten rules. Those who do not comply will be killed. Players find various clues on the train to guess this The gatekeeper of the game is the steward, so he finds the prop boiler room and tricks the steward into the boiler room to eliminate him and clear the level.”

"A friend told me that when entering God's game, the most important thing is to understand the plot of the game. The more detailed and clear the knowledge, the easier it will be to get rid of the gatekeeper correctly."

The more he spoke, the more truthful it became. Huang Mao Zhao Lin and Teacher Wang also believed that they might indeed be involved in the mysterious incident.

Mu Qingyun's long eyelashes drooped. Xu Da's words, so far, are at least 89% true. If this is indeed a game, she seems to have a slight advantage.

If you know the content of the script, you can know some unknown information in advance.

Anyone who plays games knows that information is important.

Thanks to her compiling the novels and scripts she had written countless times, I was deeply impressed.

Mu Qingyun calmly picked up the teacup on the table, pushed it over and saw a lone lotus leaf printed on the bottom of the cup, which made him feel even more sure.

The so-called game at the moment is indeed her script, and the time background is a realistic love story decades ago.

The heroine's surname is He, called He Mingzhu, and the hero's surname is Bu, called Bu Shaohua.

The He family has a fortune, and He Mingzhu has many cousins. He Mingzhu has only one daughter in the whole family, and she has raised her like pearls and treasures. She wants the stars but not the moon. She is also very good at playing, playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is so proficient and has a good temperament, which can be said to be perfect.

There was only one thing that made everyone in the He family a little dissatisfied. This girl was a lover. Ever since she fell in love with her high school classmate Bu Shaohua, her eyes were full of him. Regardless of her family's objections, she must fall in love with him. .

The old man always has trouble with his children and grandchildren, and He Mingzhu is the darling of the family. In the end, after going through a series of stories, he finally got her way.

When she originally wrote this story, it was somewhat ironic. The whole story was about love, but at the end, it was written that after the love subsided, Bu Shaohua disliked He Mingzhu for being old, coveted the He family's huge property, and finally set up a trap. She was incarcerated in a mental hospital.

While Mu Qingyun was thinking, he glanced at the system interface and saw a line of red text appearing on it at some point——

Tips for clearance: Who is the murderer? Two monsters must tell the truth. Three mirrors. to be continued.

murderer? monster? Mirror?
What does it mean that monsters like to tell the truth?
Mu Qingyun pondered for a moment. In her mind, all the people who had spoken today and what they had said were displayed in categories. She looked at them sentence by sentence for a long time, but she still shook her head. There was too little information and she could not analyze much at the moment.

While she was thinking, she turned around and looked around, but her eyes were blank. It was broad daylight, and the curtains were drawn in the hall. All the curtains were closed, but the room was brightly lit. There probably were ventilation vents, and the air flow was good. , everyone didn’t pay attention at first.

"It is said that it is usually difficult for newcomers to die in their first game, but it is not impossible. Everyone should try their best to understand the plot of the game, and more importantly, understand the taboos. I wonder if you have read any thriller game novels. , at least in this game, gatekeepers can’t kill people casually, they can only do it if they violate taboos.”

"As the NPC reminded me just now, you can't go to the third and fourth floors. It should be one of the taboos. Don't be reckless."

While they were chatting in a low voice, the butler Uncle Song came over in a hurry. Mu Qingyun frowned when he saw dark red blood stains on his sleeves and hem, and sweat on his forehead.

Uncle Song shook his sleeves and said with a wry smile: "I'm helping Aunt Cai kill the chicken today. I was delayed for a while. The rooms for the five of you are on the first floor. I'll give you the room key. You can share it for yourself. The cafeteria is on the second floor. , Breakfast is from 7 to 9 o'clock every day, lunch is from 11 to 1 pm, and dinner is from 6:30 to 7:30 in the evening. Everyone pays attention to the time and goes to eat on time. "

Uncle Song raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the dormitory, briefly introducing the situation of the castle to the five of them.

"In addition to the restaurant, the second floor also has a laundry room, a library and a tea bar. The first floor is the servants' room for us servants, as well as your rooms. The third and fourth floors are the master's storage rooms. Don't go there if you have nothing to do. There is a small garden on the fifth floor, and the master room is also there. Of course, the master room has a special passage, which is guarded day and night, and outsiders cannot enter without permission. "

"It's not dinner time yet. You can stroll around as you like. I'll always be there. Just ask me if you need anything."

Mu Qingyun blinked and asked: "Uncle Song, do you know why the master suddenly asked for security? Did something happen at home?"

Uncle Song was startled, with a bit of confusion on his face: "It's nothing, maybe the master saw that our eldest daughter and uncle were hosting a dinner party and invited a lot of guests. He was worried that there were not enough people and would be too busy, so he hired a few of you at the last minute. A helpful one.”

Mu Qingyun nodded: "Nothing happened at home?"

"No, no, everything in our house is in good condition recently. Even the servants are working much harder than before." Uncle Song said with a smile, "Is there anything else? If not, I have to continue to kill chickens. I have to kill these chickens." Kill all the chickens, otherwise we won’t be able to cook them in time.”

After saying that, Uncle Song left in a hurry.

Xu Da looked at Zhao Lin's back and smiled at Mu Qingyun: "I didn't expect that you are quite courageous at such a young age. This is good. My friend said that to play this game, you have to be bold and careful. Decisive, don't hesitate. Okay, anyway, we must look around for clues, ask what should be asked, and probe what should be probed. If you are too timid to investigate, you will be waiting for death. My sister and I plan to go first. Look at the dormitory, where are you?"

The old man said softly: "I have a problem with choosing seats. If I don't sleep well, I won't be energetic all day, so I should take a look at the dormitory first."

Huang Mao crossed his legs and gritted his teeth: "I, I have to pee first."

He had already noticed that there was a bathroom next to the stairs on the first floor. As he was about to leave, Mu Qingyun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

Zhao Lin staggered, almost falling, and instinctively struggled twice, but he didn't move at all. He turned back in shock, with a confused look on his face.

Xu Da's eyes fell on Mu Qingyun's arm and he smiled and said, "Miss Ah Qing is very skilled."

He was also a little surprised. Although he didn't see it clearly, the girl's effort just now, even a serious Lian Jiazi who has been practicing for more than ten years may not be as clean as her.

Mu Qingyun looked solemn, looked up and pointed around, pointing to the windows and the photo frames on the stairs: "Look, I just noticed that all the curtains in the hall were closed, and there were several photo frames hanging next to the stairs. They’re all covered up too… What do you think the significance of this is?”

Xu Da was startled.

Xu Er glanced at Mu Qingyun and spoke for the first time, his voice cold: "The table top is made of wood, there are carpets on the floor, and everything that can illuminate people is covered."

Mu Qingyun nodded: "Although we know very little information now, we are not sure whether the 'mirror' is taboo, but it is better to be careful. Everyone, please pay attention, Zhao Lin, since you are going to the bathroom, there will be a lot of noise in the bathroom." There may be a mirror, so don’t look at it.”

Zhao Lin frowned and groaned, but slowed down and moved to the bathroom step by step.

Mu Qingyun said softly: "Let's wait outside and speak up if there is any problem."

Zhao Lin just walked a few steps faster. (End of chapter)