"What?" An Xi hurriedly put down the sundries in her hands, and walked up to Jia Yutong, "Take us there quickly."
Everyone rushed to the study room, and as expected, they saw two figures, one big and one small, with their backs to the door of the study, leaning over their desks At the desk, looking very hardworking.
But after they approached, the two figures remained motionless, An Xi became suspicious, and quickly walked around in front of them.
An Xi: ...
Chang Guan was the second to go around, and his expression quickly reached an agreement with An Xi: ...
Jia Yutong looked at their hesitant expressions, and also went around to the desk.
Jia Yutong: "...I was excited for a while, but I didn't confirm it, what's wrong! You didn't get anything!"
In front of the desk, there were two paper figurines.
"Seeing that you are so good at pretending, I thought the number of paragraphs was so high, but in the end, you are just a coward who dare not go up to look at the paper dolls." Chang Guan finally went back once, very happy.
Jia Yutong knew he was wrong and was as quiet as a chicken.
Youzai Youzai waited for them to finish their performance, and then slowly said: "Look, what is written on that piece of paper under their hands?
" The paper figurines were dressed in the same style of clothes and were practicing calligraphy at the table. The small paper figurines hold brushes, while the larger ones hold fountain pens.
An Xi took out the copybook from under their hands, a layer of paper was attached to the copybook, but the ink on the paper was scarlet, dazzling like blood.
"There is mourning next to you, but there is no relationship between pounding. There is funeral in the house, so there is no singing." He recited the words and sentences on the paper word by word. A curse that harbors resentment.
"What do you mean?" Chang Guan asked everyone's doubts.
No one answered, only Anxi heard the familiar voice chanting in his ear: "There is a mourning next door, but the pounding is not the same. There is a funeral in the house, but there is no song in the street. It comes from "Book of Rites·Qu Li 1", which means When the neighbors have a funeral, they don't sing the chant of giving away the pestle when they pound the rice; when the villagers have funerals, they don't sing in the alley." An Xi
immediately repeated these words.
Chang Guan was staring at An Xi, "Brother, you are amazing! How do you know so much?"
An Xi smiled and said nothing, I sacrificed my beauty in exchange for it, and the price-performance ratio must be higher.
In a blink of an eye, he saw Jia Yutong jealous that he was more popular than himself, and his face was almost distorted.
Sometimes he felt that Jia Yutong was even more unreasonable than the groom. Although the groom sexually harassed him, he was a good person, oh no, a good ghost.
Anxi pretended to be casual, and said to Chang Guan earnestly: "To play this kind of game, if you want to survive and escape, you must force yourself to learn, learn, be strong, and know."
Chang Guan: Brother, aren't you a newcomer? ? What's the matter with this person who came here?
An Xi shook the bloody paper in her hand, and said again: "The hint is obvious."
Chang Guan:?
"Neighbors have funerals, but pounding doesn't help each other. There are funerals, and there is no street singing. But the female ghost sings pounding rice every night, and the fifth aunt sings every day. So, the next thing we have to do is to shut them up. After An
Xi finished speaking, he put the paper back on the desk, and stared at the two paper figurines.
A few minutes ago, the two of them were still writing with their heads buried in their heads, but now they raised their heads together, facing Anxi with expressionless faces.
Rest in peace: Are all the paper figurines in this room voyeurs?
He looked at the two paper figurines, and suddenly felt that the older one looked familiar. An Xi tilted his head and moved closer, and suddenly realized that this face was the groom!
"What are you doing there?" Jia Yutong's words brought An An's attention back, and he shook his head, trying to drive away all kinds of thoughts about the groom in his mind.
Now that the clues have been found, what to do next is quite natural. Together, the three decided to solve Fifth Aunt's song as soon as possible during the day.
And the only question is, how?
"Let's see if there are any reminders in other places, such as the second floor. I haven't been there yet." Chang Guan said.
"I think there is something hidden in the paper figurine, and I want to start from here." Jia Yutong said.
"I want to find the master and the young master, and find out what happened to each of them, so that we can compose the whole story." An Xi said.
Three people: ...There is no tacit understanding at all!
Since everyone insists on their own ideas, the final result is to disperse, play their own games, and meet in the back hall after dark.
The reason why Anxi is obsessed with the relationship between characters is very simple. According to the information he knows, the groom is an important person. And who the bridegroom really is must be ascertained.
Judging from the hints of the paper figurines, the two paper figurines, one big and one small, should be the juniors in the family, so An Xi guessed that the young one was the young master that the housekeeper said. They are wearing the same clothes, so it can be seen that the groom will not be a companion. He should be on the same level as the young master in terms of status. Could it be that he is a cousin? But why do cousins marry relatives? Speaking of which, the groom's paper figurine is already an adult, but the young master is still a child of thirteen or fourteen. The groom...he may not be the master, right?
This thought made An Xi feel chilly. If the groom is really a master, then wouldn't he be the future Sixth Aunt!
Anxi: Can't stop!
With a mind full of messy thoughts, An'an spent the afternoon investigating alone.
That night, after holding the lights.
Anxi arrived at the back hall first, followed by Jia Yutong, and Chang Guan was the last to arrive.
After Chang Guan arrived, he didn't say a word, and directly handed the other two people a hand-drawn map. The map was marked with information such as "you can hide here", "there may be a chase here", and so on. Seeing this, An Xi gave him a big praise.
Not to be outdone, Jia Yutong stood up and said in the tone of introducing the company's products to customers: "According to my investigation, this house is full of paper figurines. They are the ones who clean the house and take care of the flowers and plants. There are also a few who are in charge of the stove in the kitchen, and I don't know if they will be accidentally burned. As long as you pass by them and enter their line of sight, they will entangle you and follow you all the way, playing A game of one, two, and three wooden figures. If you don't believe me, you are all looking out now, peeping at us from the windows!"
She paused, as if organizing her words, and said, "What's more, the number of them seems to be endless. I In the afternoon, I tried to lure the paper figurines out of a room, and when I went back to that room, new paper figurines appeared in it. It seems that these paper figurines are not threatening other than looking terrified. The next step is to find out their sources."
Jia Yutong made a big push, which sounds like a lot of information at first, but when you think about it carefully, there are no key elements. Anxi applauded politely.
Next, it's time for his show.
Anxi's first words surprised the others, he said: "I didn't see the master or the young master today."
Jia Yutong frowned, with a look of disbelief, "Then why did you go this afternoon? Fishing?"
"I figured out how to meet the young master," An Xi said.
hours ago.
The front hall, the back hall, the kitchen, the study room, the guest room...they had gone around the rooms on the first floor, An'an thought that her wedding room was arranged on the second floor, and the host's room was all upstairs without accident. He went up the stairs on the other side of the front hall, and when he turned the corner, he saw the butler standing in front of a door like a stone lion.
Anxi stepped forward.
The butler: "Master doesn't see any guests, please go back."
An Xi put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said in a persuasive manner, "I'm going to marry into your family, I'm not an outsider." The
butler didn't answer, and continued to stand at the door like a sculpture, no matter No matter how soft and hard Anxi was, she didn't respond.
After a few times of downtime, I understand that the butler is like those doors that cannot be opened in the game. No matter how you click, it will only pop up a sentence "This door is locked". Therefore, Anxi must first find the key.
It seems that the master has to let go of this line first.
An Xi asked the housekeeper where the young master's room was, and it turned out to be next to the wedding room. He walked around the mansion to the opposite side of the second floor and knocked on the young master's door.
No one answered.
An Xi pushed the door again, and the door was locked from the inside.
Anxi: What do you mean? This young master is autistic?
An Xi may be able to ask the groom for help, but he is unwilling because he still does not understand what the groom's purpose is. The groom made him rely on him a lot, and Anxi felt that he had already relied on him enough and had to stop his losses. All the devil's deals would not have good results in the end.
He thought, the young master will never go out for a day, he just sits here and waits for the rabbit.
Unexpectedly, it really made him wait.
But what was waiting was not the young master who pushed the door out, but a paper figurine holding a bowl of soup.
In the corridor, Anxi and the paper figurine looked at me and I looked at you, neither of them moved, it was as if they were trying to hold back their strength to compete for longer.
In the end, it was Anxi who was defeated first.
Anxi: Why am I staring at it, I need to let it move.
The dilemma Anxi faced was that he wanted to know what the paper figurine was going to do, but if he looked at the paper figurine, the paper figurine would just stand there and not do anything. If he doesn't look at the paper figurine...it's too risky, God knows if the paper figurine will take the opportunity to kill him.
If there is something that reflects light... rest on the body and grope.
There really are!
At this moment, he was very glad that he was wearing women's clothing. There was a piece of silver accessory hanging around his waist, which was about half the size of the screen of a mobile phone. After a long time, the surface of silver products would produce an oxide layer, which could reflect light.
Anxi tore off the accessory, turned around, adjusted the angle, and saw the shadow of the paper figurine on the accessory moving slowly.
It walks in a stiff state, unable to bend its knees, just like the Lego figures Anxi played with when he was a child. The paper figurine walked to the door of the young master's room, opened the door and went in without knocking.
Rest in peace: isn't it locked?
He waited outside the door for a long time until the sky was dark and the paper figurine never came out again.
Speaking of this, An Xi concluded: "To sum up, my guess is that if we go to the kitchen and get a bowl of soup, we can break the barrier in the young master's room."
The two people who were sitting nodded, indicating that they could give it a try.
...
As night fell, it was another night of killings. The three of Anxi reached a consensus, don't even think about solving the female ghost, and first survive the female ghost's rice-pounding stick.
The three parted, and before they went back to their rooms, An Xi suddenly asked, "Do you feel thirsty?"
Chang Guan and Jia Yutong's movements stopped.
Since entering the game, they have not eaten and they do not feel hungry. At first, Anxi felt that this was the setting of the game. After all, no protagonist in a horror game needs to eat three meals at regular intervals. However, after a busy day and talking a lot, he felt his throat was very thirsty.
His subconscious is longing for the moisture of water, so longing that he even wants to turn into water.
Jia Yutong struggled to squeeze a few words out of his throat: "Don't mention that word, the feeling is even stronger when you mention it.
" We can meet tomorrow alive."
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