[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 121: Marriage (1)

After the two left the game of "Devil Night", they did not choose to enter a new copy. They returned to Lin Huaisheng's space and saw Muse quietly decorating this "home" bit by bit during Lin Huaisheng's absence.

Gold, bright colors, He remembers that he doesn't like darkness, and at the same time, he doesn't like pure white so much. All his actions in this space are so cautious, exercising his authority as a lover happily and cautiously.

The color tone needs to be thoughtful, and every piece of furniture that is added, big or small, also takes a lot of thought.

So much so that in the end, this place really couldn't be called a "dark space" anymore.

Lin Huaisheng saw his calm eyes longing for affirmation, and suddenly thought how could this divine lover, who was clearly staying with him all the time, have time to decorate these messes. So there is another Him, the "Teacher 751", who has been silently staying here all the time, and this has become another world where He is waiting.

If it can no longer be called "darkness" because of the colorful colors...

"This place should be called home."

These words are the highest praise Lin Huaisheng gave him.

But at home, you can do anything between two people.

So many, so many, if you have to say it, it is collectively called falling in love.

...

Muse really thinks about Lin Huaisheng, and is so thoughtful all the time.

He wanted to be with his lover forever, but he was afraid that Lin Huaisheng would be bored, so he took the initiative to choose a dungeon world again and invited Lin Huaisheng to be together.

"This time is also a brand new game for Shengsheng."

Lin Huaisheng felt that he was too good at catching his appetite and attracting him too much.

"I'll wait and see."

Lin Huaisheng put his hand in the palm of Muse, and being led by him, they disappeared into the darkness at the end together.

...

[There is a city in the world, ruled by the clan, and everyone in the city has the surname Miao. The patriarch has the highest power, and the beliefs of the city residents belong to the gods enshrined. Every patriarch is the spokesperson of the gods and announces the will of the gods. One day, God said that He would marry, so the young patriarch married a wife, and the city had another master. Some people say that this is the wife of the gods, others say that this is the wife of the patriarch, until the patriarch died strangely... Who is the murderer who killed the patriarch? Who will be the successor? Everything is confusing. ]

[Player Lin Huaisheng, enter the dungeon [first seven]]

[Ding Dong--]

[Mission 1: Play the npc well. ]

[Honey, I hope you have a good time. ]

[Reminder: See you later. ]

...

The paper money was continuously engulfed by the flames, and the scalding heat spread to the left half of Lin Huaisheng's body. He blinked slowly, and the shadows fell on his long and sparse eyelashes, like butterflies, which disappeared as soon as he raised his eyes.

The person knelt on the mat, presumably because he had been kneeling for a long time, and he only moved a little, and felt a numbness of dull pain all over his body. Lin Huaisheng endured it, and slowly turned his body sideways to the fire, intending to throw another handful of paper money into it.

Lin Huaisheng's movements were not fast, and before the paper money in his hand fell down, another hand grabbed his wrist.

"Enough."

There is another person here, who has been with him since just now, but his voice is quiet, as if he does not want to disturb Lin Huaisheng, and he has not communicated with Lin Huaisheng until now.

The visitor was polite enough to Lin Huaisheng, even if he shook his hand, there was still a thin layer of cloth between their skins.

The man looked at his wrist, which had become thinner and thinner in recent days, and calmly took the stack of paper money from Lin Huaisheng's hand, put them into the fire two or three times, and watched them burn to ashes bit by bit.

"Sister-in-law, my condolences. You and elder brother are young couples with deep affection. Eldest brother doesn't want to see you torture yourself like this. Go and rest."

For young couples, the love of bamboo horses adds sincerity to this friendship.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Huaisheng got the message from the other party's words. And in this dungeon, as an npc, the only thing he has to do is to obey the character setting and act well.

The paper money was done for others, and Lin Huaisheng sat there silently, as if he had no temper at all, but it was only as if.

The man knew that his "sister-in-law" was usually quiet and gentle, never arguing with others, but deep down she was extremely tough.

"I'll stay with him again."

Hearing what Lin Huaisheng said, the man pulled his lips, but he didn't feel happy. Instead, he felt indescribably sad and angry. Even though the mourning hall was already sad, it was even more sad after the two remained silent.

But not long after, there was movement outside the door. Men and women, roughly six or seven people, Lin Huaisheng was far away, and before he could see their faces clearly, he first had to analyze their long conversations that were eloquent and eloquent.

"Just came in like this...?"

"Otherwise." It

sounded timid and disapproving.

"The name! What's wrong with this dungeon? It's called 'First Seven'. We think we're going to encounter ghosts, so you're still so calm? How exaggerated and terrifying was the dungeon you've done before?"

"Whoever it is People are ghosts, and only by taking the initiative to fight them can they pass the level."

More people participated in this conversation, and naturally some were relatively reticent.

Here comes the players.

Probably because the dungeon this time is only a decrypted copy, there is no real murderer among the players, and there is no camp. The interests and goals of the players are the same, and their relationship sounds quite harmonious. The players probably thought that even if the npc heard their conversation, they would ignore it spontaneously, giving Lin Huaisheng the opportunity and fun in the future.

The man beside Lin Huaisheng stood up and asked, "Who is it?"

He asked the steward who led the way at the front, and the steward replied calmly, "Second Master, these six are friends of the patriarch, and they came here to mourn.

" As the patriarch, he is indeed currently the most promising person to become the next patriarch.

The steward answered everything impeccably, but after answering, he quickly cast a concealed look of concern at Lin Huaisheng.

Lin Huaisheng saw it and looked away slightly.

The players not only saw Miao Jiayang, or rather, the silent Lin Huaisheng attracted their attention even more. Lin Huaisheng, like Miao Jiayang, was dressed in white, but with that face there, some outspoken people couldn't help sighing: My dear, which family's Jiaojiao is it. It's nothing more than a common saying that doesn't make sense in the past - if

you want to be pretty, you should be filial.

Players naturally have a basic understanding of the relationship between npcs in the dungeon before entering the game, but they will react as if everything is beyond their cognition.

"The patriarch's wife is a...man?"

Some of them didn't expect this. Even, this is a handsome man.

Looking at the three NPCs in the mourning hall now, if you count the ones in the coffin, there may be four, and there is an indescribable weirdness immediately.

The players said a few perfunctory words to Miao Jiayang insincerely, probably thinking that they would be kept no matter what, so Lin Huaisheng followed their wishes and said, "Since you are my husband's old friend, Zhong Ye, you arrange Go to the house."

Lin Huaisheng looked at them: "There are still a few days until the first seven days of the deceased husband, if you are not in a hurry, you can stay for a few days before leaving."

Just like the players think that they will be kept anyway, Lin Huaisheng also knew that they would try their best to stay. So he didn't say anything else at all.

The housekeeper Zhong Ye responded quickly: "Madam, I will arrange it." With this sentence as his opening, the rest of his words seemed to come out naturally and with excuses, "...you haven't eaten today, I Tell the kitchen to prepare another porridge and send it to your yard."

"Okay."

Miao Jiayang interrupted them.

Lin Huaisheng turned his head to look, and found that this man who sounded very young, but his facial features had a kind of inseparable viciousness and strength. If he didn't know that his elder brother Miao Xuandu was the one who held the power, he would have thought that Miao Jiayang was the one. The head of the clan. Even the players seemed intimidated by Miao Jiayang's tone, and they couldn't hear their voices.

"Housekeeper, go and greet the elder brother's guests first."

Miao Jiayang glanced at Zhong Ye, and there was a hint of warning in his indifferent eyes.

Lin Huaisheng stood up.

"I'm tired."

Miao Jiayang paused, his expression relaxed, and he said to Lin Huaisheng, "Sister-in-law, go back, I'll take care of you here."

Lin Huaisheng responded lightly, and then the little maid who served him supported him. he goes back.

The exhaustion from his body made Lin Huaisheng take advantage of the arrival of the players to go back to rest. Playing an NPC well is not an easy and casual task. Only when the body is rested can it be energetic to play.

After all, this is also the game he wants to play.

Along the way, Lin Huaisheng also learned a lot of useful news from his servants, and in just a few sentences of conversation, he returned to his own courtyard.

Although Miao Xuandu and Lin Huaisheng have a good relationship, they still live in their own courtyards. Therefore, even if a white lantern is placed under the eaves and the door is opened, there is nothing in it that needs to be restrained.

Lin Huaisheng really wanted to rest. His physical fatigue was not only simulated by the game, but also he had a too intense fight with him yesterday.

But the servant girl reminded: "Madam, you have something to do."

Only then did Lin Huaisheng turn his gaze to the huge shrine directly in front of the room.

Before Lin Huaisheng's husband, Miao Xuandu, had left anything of his own in Lin Huaisheng's house, this shrine had been encroached on and became a part of Lin Huaisheng's daily life, under his constant gaze.

Lin Huaisheng stepped forward under the silent but eager gaze of the servant girl, took a few incense sticks and lit them, then inserted them into the incense burner, and seemed to take away the gaze cast behind him in satisfaction.

"My maidservant is going to bring you food!" The

servant girl was worried about the madam who lost her appetite. Ever since she listened to the butler's instructions, she had been thinking about running to the small kitchen. Now that Lin Huaisheng was also incensed, the maidservant was very happy He happily stepped out the door, leaving Lin Huaisheng alone in the room.

Lin Huaisheng looked up at the statue in the shrine. A statue of a god was carved out of the whole piece of fine jade without any damage. Its eyebrows and eyes are noble, and it is so lifelike, as if there is really a living person sitting on it. Lin Huaisheng's human husband is dead now, but his other husband quietly looks down on him from the altar.

The noble wife of the patriarch has two husbands.

A human husband.

A husband who is God.

Husbands in the world will die and change. No matter how much the outside clans quarrel over who is the patriarch, they all agree that there is only one patriarch's wife, and it will never change.

Because she is still the wife of God.