Nightmare Attack

Hearing this, Tang Shirou's body trembled suddenly, and the next second, her pupils trembled uncontrollably.

In order to prevent her strangeness from being noticed, Xia Meng quietly pulled her to the back of the team. At this time, the gap between the new and old players was revealed.

Then Xia Meng gave Tang Shirou a sharp look, and she immediately didn't dare to move.

"Master Huang will come to the lake to sing at night?" An Xuan was very surprised. He concealed it very well, as if he just knew what happened on the lake last night.

"Yes," Butler Zhou nodded. He seemed unwilling to say more on this issue. Then he turned around and said coldly: "Master Huang is still waiting in the hall. Doctors, please follow me."

The young woman beside him and the fierce man who looked like a door god also turned aside and cleared the stone road behind them.

The group of people were led by Butler Zhou to a main courtyard. The courtyard wall here became taller and taller. There was a small bamboo forest growing very well outside the wall. The environment was quiet and elegant, with long corridors winding to the left and right, white walls and black tiles, complementing each other.

Intentionally or unintentionally, everyone kept a distance from Butler Zhou who was leading the way.

The teacher Liao Zhi, who had yellow hair and looked very strange, shrank his neck and kept looking around, looking very wary. "It's so strange," he whispered, "Since we have been here before, we must also be aware of the young master's condition. , does he need to explain it to us again? "

"Indeed," Youqi's dull voice came out after a moment, "This doesn't make sense."

"Maybe it's the rules," Qin Jian touched his chin with one hand and said in an uncertain tone: "You should know that the rules here not only restrict us, but also those things and NPCs, will be restricted by the rules. "

"So...even if Butler Zhou knows that we have been here, he must repeat what we introduced the last time we came," it was Chen Qiang who spoke. As a newcomer, he rarely speaks.

But unlike ordinary newcomers, when he first arrived here, he could tell that the world was in the Song Dynasty on the timeline. Not only that, but now he also figured out some basic rules of nightmares from the words of several veteran players.

Gradually, a playful gaze lingered on him, but he didn't seem to know it yet. He was still looking at Qin Jian and asked, "Is that so?"

"Absolutely," Qin Jian smiled at him and nodded.

Unknowingly, the group of people had arrived at the door of a very grand room. Butler Zhou, who was leading the way, stepped on the stone steps in front of the door, turned his head, and looked at the players behind him.

"Doctors," Housekeeper Zhou suddenly said, "I have to remind you of one thing. My husband has exhausted all his efforts due to the young master's illness and his constitution is weak. I hope you will be more tactful when talking about the young master's condition in front of him. So as not to irritate him.”

"It should be." An Xuan nodded slightly.

Opening the door, the room was a little dim. There was a rich old man sitting about seven or eight meters away. He was said to be an old man, but his actual age was estimated to be less than 60, much younger than Qin Jian, who had white eyebrows and beard.

It should be Mr. Huang, the head of the Huang Mansion, and also the rumored Huang Dashan.

The current temperature can only be called cool, but Mr. Huang is wearing a thick fur coat that almost covers his entire body. His eyes are slightly closed, looking listless.

Standing next to him was a young woman dressed as a maid. Like the other servants in the mansion he had seen before, her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul.

Judging from the scene in front of him, the housekeeper's worries are not unreasonable. The body and spirit of the wealthy old man seem to be in poor condition. His face is pale and there is almost no blood. It is probably caused by his son's strange disease.

"Sir," Butler Zhou stepped forward and said respectfully, "The doctors are here."

Hearing this, Mr. Huang's eyelids trembled, and it took a long time to fully open them.

When he fully opened his eyes, the sight in front of him was quite surprising. Mr. Huang's eyes were yellow, with dense bloodshot eyes spread all over the whites of his eyes, which looked a bit scary.

His yellow eyes slowly moved, looking at everyone. He opened his mouth little by little, but before he could speak, he coughed violently, "Cough...cough..."

The young maid who was standing by with her hands down immediately stepped forward and slowly stretched Master Huang's back with very skillful movements.

"Thank you... Thank you, the doctors. You have been troubled... about the child's illness."

Mr. Huang took a few breaths to finish a simple sentence.

"Doctors are benevolent," An Xuan, the most handsome man, nodded slightly to Mr. Huang and said, "That's right."

"Child... I believe all the doctors are aware of the child's illness," Mr. Huang continued to breathe heavily, "Then I won't keep you here. If...if the child's illness can be cured, , you are all distinguished guests of my Huang Mansion, and with this kindness we...cough...cough..."

Seeing that Mr. Huang was getting more and more excited, Butler Zhou winked at everyone secretly. An Xuan immediately understood and said: "Mr. Huang is so polite, let's go to the young master's place first."

Mr. Huang seemed to have difficulty speaking, so he had to wave his hand.

After leaving the room where Mr. Huang was, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Huang's illness seemed to be very serious, but he just didn't know who Mr. Huang was...

"Steward Zhou," Qin Jian suddenly asked, "When is the most convenient time for us to diagnose and treat Young Master Huang?"

Since she knew that Master Huang closed his doors during the day and only went to the lake to sing opera at night, Qin Jian's worries seemed reasonable. After all, no one wanted to go to the lake to see Master Huang at night.

Who knows what will happen?

"What time do you think is appropriate, doctors?" Butler Zhou turned around and asked.

It's about 9 or 10 o'clock now, and the sun is shining on my body, bringing the slightest warmth.

"How about now," Master Liao Zhi pursed his lips and suggested in a low voice.

Perhaps it's because this place is close to the lake, and the water vapor is very heavy. Everyone feels damp on their bodies. Master Liao Zhi's yellow hair like a chicken nest is tied in strands, hanging down and stuck to his forehead, looking a bit funny. .

But at this moment, everyone's attention is focused on Butler Zhou.

After a few seconds, Butler Zhou nodded and said, "Okay."

Things went surprisingly smoothly, which caught the players who had already prepared for the worst unprepared. The NPC in this instance seemed to be a bit too talkative.

"But before meeting the young master, I would like you all to change your clothes," Butler Zhou said slowly.

Hearing this, Xia Meng narrowed her eyes, but before she could speak, she heard a very unhappy voice, "What should I change? If you want to change, I won't change," Jiang Cheng yelled at the side, looking very powerful. He looked very imposing, "This is a brand-name product. I finally saved up money to buy it, but you still won't let me wear it?"