Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

late at night.

"Squeak-"

The door was gently pushed open.

The moonlight streamed on the floor tiles and on the two people on the bed.

A black shadow crept into the room.

He stood on tiptoe and hunched over his back, as if he was afraid of being discovered by people in the house. When looking at the blank picture scroll on the round table, the dark shadow's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The scroll was so close at hand, the aroma that remained on the tip of his nose confused his mind. He stretched out his hand toward the scroll on the table—

"Clap."

A drop of bright red liquid landed on his fingertips.

"Clap."

Then two drops, three drops…

The shadow raised his head with difficulty, the woman in the red dress hung upside down on the beam, and looked at him expressionlessly!

"what!"

He let out a scream and pouted. Lin Huai jumped off the beam.

"Snapped."

The oil lamp was lit, and Chu Tianshu, who was holding the lantern, walked out of the corner.

He turned the shadow over, opened the man's eyelids, and after checking it, "tsk tsk" said, "I was fascinated by ghosts."

"You think this is what Mei Ying did?"

Lin Huai took off his wig and twisted his neck.

Speaking of which, this suit was left over when he was in the world of "Fujiang". Chu Tianshu grabbed the man's hand and sniffed his fingers.

"It's not like Mei Ying did it," he said. "This man's hands have a smell of meat... the aroma of cooked meat."

"Is that the master?" Lin Huai frowned, "It's the dumplings he provided us... He sent this man to find us, stealing paintings? He..."

"Looks like we made a mistake." Chu Tianshu smiled lowly, "This man is not an ignorant... 'victim'."

As early as when the thin man went out, Lin Huai had already noticed his sneaking away.

He pushed Chu Tianshu awake.

After understanding the thin man's intentions, the two made preparations in the house.

"Just like Mei Ying wants to use us to kill the master, the master also wants to use us to kill Mei Ying." Chu Tianshu analyzed.

He kicked the thin man on the ground with his toes, who seemed to be completely unconscious and unable to move.

"In that case..."

Lin Huai reached out and grabbed the scroll that was supposed to be destroyed by the thin man.

Chu Tianshu: ?

"Although, I hate this Mei Ying and the male host quite a bit." Lin Huai shrugged, "But compared to Mei Ying, I really hate this person who made us eat compressed biscuits for three days. "

"As the organizer of a copy, I can't even provide good food. The lesser of the two evils, since he wants to destroy this painting, then I have to keep it and fight him."

The thin man was still lying on the ground. Chu Tianshu looked at his watch and said, "It's three o'clock in the morning... will you sleep a little longer?"

"Well." Lin Huai said, "Going to paint during the day tomorrow?"

He hid the scroll in the package and changed back to his original clothes. There was a slight knocking sound from outside the door.

"what?"

With the sound of the lock, there is also the sound of the table and chairs being pulled. The old man's voice came from outside: "Burn—"

The two looked at the thin man on the ground and looked at each other again.

It turned out that this thin man's stealing painting was just a trap!

The real purpose of the male master is not to steal this painting, but to distract them from the skinny's stealing painting, take the opportunity to trap the three of them in the room, and burn them alive in this wooden west pavilion!

The wooden house was on fire at one point, and thick smoke poured in from the crack of the door. Chu Tianshu covered Lin Huai's mouth and nose and tried to push the door and window.

"It's all on the top." He said viciously, "Fuck."

He scolded, choked on the smoke and coughed. The voice of the old man outside the house is still heard: "Increase the firepower and burn them to death inside!"

"I didn't expect us to be hated." Lin Huai blushed casually, "On this level, do you want to burn us inside?"

He turned to Chu Tianshu: "Get out of the way, I'll kick the door open."

"Bah." Chu Tianshu said angrily, "He's just jealous of our good relationship, he's psychopathic!"

Lin Huai: …

"Burn! Then burn!"

Under the command of the housekeeper, large barrels of oil were poured onto the wooden house, setting off a bigger and brighter fire. The fire soared into the sky, and the heat it brought even burned his face. He covered his sore skin and shouted, "Burn them to death inside, leaving none of them!"

Looking at the building with thick smoke, he grinned: "It just so happens that the painting is also inside, this time, it really kills two birds with one stone..."

"Housekeeper, do you want to add more fire?" The housekeeper wiped his sweat, "I'm afraid the people inside are..."

"No need." The housekeeper's eyes flashed with a frantic smile, "They have become the king and I will die in it?"

"Oh, is it so?"

A voice with an extremely cold chill suddenly entered everyone's ears.

"Housekeeper!" A person's scream rang out in the fire, "That door..."

"boom!"

Almost in an instant, the door that was originally blocked by the table, chairs and furniture burst open in an instant!

"What is that?!" The scream came from behind him, "What is that?!"

"ghost!"

"It's a ghost!"

Being called a ghost by an NPC in an infinite stream copy is really a rather novel experience. Lin Huai, dressed in red, walked out of the fire while stepping on the burning shards of wood.

His tunic fluttered in the flames, redder than the flames, brighter than the firelight. Under the dark night sky, half of his face was hidden in shadow, and the other half was illuminated by burning houses.

Behind him, another man walked out of the fire with a burning stick in hand.

On his shoulders was a comatose man. Yet he carried him like a garbage bag. After walking out of the house, he casually threw the other party into the snow.

"Who said he was going to kill me just now?" The fiery God of Killing asked softly to everyone who was holding a combustion aid, "Is it you? Or you?"

Every time he looked at a person, that person took a step back in fear. The young man in the fire then smiled: "Speaking of which, this script is not quite right. It seems that I should have yelled at you when I was facing you. Is it more normal?"

"Forget it." He shrugged to himself, "Since I can't tell whether it's you or you, then..."

"It's all of you!"

Screams rang out among the housekeepers. The young man holding a wooden club is like a swift and fierce wolf, passing through the border in an instant like a gust of wind.

Every time he went to a place, a houseman's body ignited a flame. And the young man in red is in this flame, step by step towards the initiator - the old man.

The old man looked at him and roared hoarsely, his originally pale sleeves were also stained with blood red: "You...you are not human!"

"Aren't you also?" Lin Huai looked down at him, "Sad low-level Specter."

The old man roared and howled: "You are..."

"Cheating."

Cold and slender hands, like iron tongs, tightly grabbed his throat. Lin Huai was in this flame and looked at him.

"But I like cheating," he said. "Speaking of which, I've long been bored with this cold Meizhuang, so..."

"Let's make you the first cooked food."

The flames rolled around the old man's body, and he howled fiercely in the flames, and the skin of his whole body became black and curled up.

Lin Huai was a little surprised. It stands to reason that the old man, as a ghost, should not be so easily affected by the flames... However, when he raised his head and saw the woman in the flames, he suddenly realized.

The woman stood in the firelight, she quietly watched everything in front of her, and walked towards the old man step by step.

"No...No!" The old man saw the woman, but he seemed to have seen some more terrifying ghosts, "Don't come here—!"

Lin Huai didn't want to understand the grudge between the woman and the old man. But if there is a first come first, he threw the old man to the woman and said, "Your prey."

The woman moved her lips as if to say thank you.

"It's too early to say thank you." Lin Huai smiled at her, "I don't usually hit women, but..."

"Going to find that farmer now?"

Chu Tianshu's voice sounded behind him.

"It's such a big battle, don't let him run away for a while." He carried a wooden stick with a fire and looked up at the dark night sky illuminated by the flames, "The plum trees in the yard were also lit, which is suitable for him Funeral."

"it is good."

Countless white-clothed ghosts came to them and crowded at the gate of the courtyard. Each of them picked up a flaming wooden stick and sprinted through the blocking ghost group.

Everywhere they went, the cold Meizhuang was on fire. Withered plum trees, ignited by their stalks, seemed to bloom with scorching flowers. Hundreds of plum trees form a bright pathway, which is like a fire tree and silver flower for a while.

They finally found the master in the study.

The host turned his back to them, facing the screen, holding a pen, as if he was still painting. After turning his head to see the two of them, his calm expression also distorted.

He raised his hand and waved, and a sword wind hit them along with the brush stroke!

Chu Tianshu dodged the sword wind dangerously. It slashed into the wall, punching it into a huge crack.

"Are you here?" He looked at Lin Huai.

Lin Huai avoided another sword wind and said, "Didn't you think of it first?"

"Nevertheless, but—"

In the firelight, Chu Tianshu rolled his eyes.

"I just think that you are dressed in red, with a red fire and a beauty. It must be beautiful if you paint this picture."

Lin Huai: …

In the firelight, he also raised the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Okay, then you'll be optimistic—"

Then, he suddenly pulled out a blade from his cuff and charged straight at the host!

The male host had only seen Chu Tianshu before, but the sudden appearance of Lin Huai made his entire face pale and shocked.

Red clothes, black hair... His hands trembled, and the brush dropped.

"Yaoyao..."

And Lin Huai also flashed the last three blade winds at this time.

The next moment, the blood between the male master's neck spurted out!

Lin Huai's hand is very good.

The blade was like a cold light, cutting off the arteries of the male master!

He cut this knife from bottom to top!

Blood spurted out in the direction of the blade wind. The host's body also slowly collapsed.

"puff!"

All the blood, like the stars, like the roar of the river...

All splashed on the screen!

Large swaths of bright red blood spots bloomed on the white screen, blooming on the charred branches, like fallen leaves, like the sea of ​​​​stars.

At the same time, Lin Huai also smelled something that came from the bloodline of the male master, but is now immersed in the screen...

Intense…

Plum fragrance!

The host's body collapsed. He lay on the floor, stretched out his pale left hand, trembling like a dead fish.

"Yao, Yaoyao..." He looked at Lin Huai, who was dressed in red, and made a vague voice, "Yaoyao..."

Drawing on the blade of the Avengers, drawing on the blood of the betrayer...

Brilliant.

This is the plum blossom!

In the firelight, the red plum blossoms on the screen show the ultimate coquettishness and beauty. The host was still twitching on the ground.

A pair of feet stopped in front of him.

The woman in white looked at him blankly and squatted down slowly.

He wanted to say something else, but his head left his body.

The woman embraced his head and placed it on her lap. The bright red blood also stained her dress.

The fire shone on her, and on the blooms behind her...

Mei Ping.

"Four o'clock and four beautiful pictures, plum blossoms, the collection has been completed."

The system's icy reminder sounded in their minds.

"Please return to the pier, and the painting boat will wait here. There is no need to bring a screen. When the painting is completed, it will be collected by the examiner."

"Mission... done?"

The woman pressed her face tightly to her head and closed her eyes.

Lin Huai turned around and happened to meet Chu Tianshu standing by the wall.

"Crack."

He pointed at him, with his index finger and thumb, gestured for a photo.

"Beautiful." He lip-synched.

Lin Huai then also faced him and smiled.

Then, holding the blade in his hand, he walked towards the woman on the ground step by step.

Plum shadow.

"Although I'm sorry to disturb you and your husband's reckoning and reunion." He said blankly, "But you provoke my boyfriend's account before..."

He stopped.

"Should you have a good time with me too, forget it?"

The author has something to say: Brother Lin: I have a very small mind, bah.