The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

All the monsters with cards were invited, except for the master, there were 20 seats in total. Because he was the master, he sat in the first position on the left, and the opposite was the peacock who was blown up by him. He was holding The grain of wheat teases a black-feathered myna.

As soon as the big demon saw him, he turned his face away: "Humph."

Also arrogant enough.

The banquet was full, and the singing and dancing had not yet started, but it was still lively inside.

The demons drank a lot of alcohol during the day, and now they smelled of alcohol. They were drunk or not, but they were all rambunctious, and some of them even turned into demons, which can be said to be a dance of demons.

The buildings here are in the style of Han and Tang Dynasties, and so are the seats. There was a layer of mats on the ground and a futon. The monsters sat on the futon at will, either with their legs crossed, or with their legs supported, but none of them sat upright like Ren Yifei.

However, his sitting posture did not arouse any suspicion.

As we all know, He Jun has a lot of things to do and pays attention to.

Ren Yifei's eyelids drooped halfway, and his eyelashes cast a shadow. Although he has a resume, he still needs to pay more attention to more details.

Other players are not so troubled. They don't have to pretend to be the original owner, and it doesn't matter if they are recognized by npc.

Saman is such a player, he does not need to play the original owner, this is not his strength. But he also won't break the rules and make himself a standout.

As the winner of the challenge, his position is very back, the last on the right. This position is also convenient for him to take into account the performance of many monsters on the left.

From the first white-clothed monster on the left, to the players facing the challenger, he looked at them one by one. Among them were a few lucky players who were high-level monsters.

They know which players are players just by looking at each other. Unless he has a thousand faces, or the ability to disguise like the blind youth of the previous instance, most players are obvious to him.

The npc will talk to the player, and once the player shows obvious 'non-npc' flaws, he will be rejected by the npc group. This temptation may be about characters, or it may be about some common sense.

NPCs will not kill these unexposed players, but they will do their best to harm the players and cause them trouble. Therefore, the favorability of NPCs is very important.

The higher the error rate of the player in the npc's question and answer, the lower the favorability.

Salman tries not to speak to reduce his error rate. Most of the players are like him. They try to pretend to be drunk and use their actions to refuse NPC's contact and approach.

One player even lay down on the square table: I'm drunk, please don't disturb.

There were many guests in the main hall, and more players stayed in their small rooms in every corner, looking forward to it.

The maid's warning was by no means aimless. The players were not newcomers. They held at least one R-rank card in their hands, and they had a dozen or so game experience. So they know very well that sneaking out is definitely a violation of the rules, and the end is likely to be a meal on the plate.

But on the contrary, the more the rules do not allow, the more clues are hidden. Anyone who can make a lot of money is subject to the criminal law, and this is the truth.

These players stranded in the room are very hesitant, is it to save their lives, or to go further?

A player pondered for a moment in the room, thinking about seeking wealth and danger, but in the end he still found the room.

Outside the house is a corridor, and outside the corridor is a small courtyard. During the day, this small yard is very lively, you can see birds and birds, and you can hear the sound of the wind blowing the branches, but at night, there is no sound in the small yard, there is no wind, only the quiet moonlight.

There was no one outside, and the maid who often walked around during the day was gone.

The player tiptoed, leaning against a side wall and walking into a corner corridor. This is different from his side. There are rooms on both sides, and the resident's sign is still hanging on the door.

A hole was cut out of the wooden door of a room. The player accidentally met the eyes on the door hole, and both of them were speechless.

"Hello?"

"Ah hello."

Saying goodbye to this little accident, the player continued to walk forward, and the player who drilled the hole was still staring at him.

"Ah!" The player inside the door shouted briefly, covering his mouth, his eyes widened, and he was very terrified. Right in front of his eyes, the player seemed to have stepped into a certain space just now, and his body disappeared little by little!

Players who were still exploring the corridor were completely unaware of the anomaly.

He is very cautious, walking without making a sound, and people are always in a state of alertness.

The hallway is bright, and the oil lamps on both sides glow brightly. The player can clearly see the texture of the floor on which the feet are stepping, the brown floor, and the reddish-brown lines.

After walking a few steps, the doors closed on both sides seemed to be covered by a layer of invisible things, slowly blurring.

The reddish-brown lines on the floor overflowed with mucus the size of ants, the reddish-brown lines bulged like tiny blood vessels, and the walls on both sides of the corridor twisted.

The player turned back sharply, but the room, walls, and floor were nothing different.

He felt that something was wrong, but after a closer look, there was nothing, so he gritted his teeth and slowly walked forward while touching the wall.

sweet scent...

Since the banquet was filled with oil lamps, the sweet aroma here has become very strong, and it has become a pungent smell mixed with the burning incense.

The people at the banquet didn't notice anything.

Everyone was drinking, and Ren Yifei only wanted water, clean water.

He didn't even drink tea.

The oil lamps are mixed with that kind of dizzying sweet fragrance. Who knows if there is anything else mixed in the wine?

He became more and more vigilant. Except for water, he didn't taste a single fresh fruit on the small square table.

Fortunately, He Jun is such a person. If he changed to another unscrupulous prodigal character, Ren Yifei would have to grab a maid and feed them through teasing, so as to avoid the fate of the food entrance.

There are not a few players who have the same worry as him.

Looking around, three or four of the twenty big demon seats are not looking for maids to play or drink, which is very eye-catching.

And among the monsters who found the maids to have fun, there were also two players who had been listening to the conversation at the banquet with their ears pricked up.

"Jun He seems to be lacking interest?" The demon on Ren Yifei's right was holding a glamorous banshee in one hand and a wine jar in the other, "Are these banshees not beautiful enough, or the wine not strong enough?"

Ren Yifei held the water glass: "Is the banshee not beautiful enough? Is the wine not strong enough? Are you still in the mood to look at me?"

"Hahaha," the big demon let go of the stunner in his hand and sat down with the wine in his arms, "I don't want you to be joking with me."

Ren Yifei was startled and slowed down by drinking water: "What should I be like?"

"You..." The big demon was about to say it, and he put the wine glass down on the face, and sneered: "I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and He Jun has learned to drink and talk with people? I thought that He Jun couldn't see anything in his eyes. people."

"You haven't changed." Ren Yifei avoided the important and took care of the problem.

It seems that the original owner should be more arrogant, and now there is no dust.

Ren Yifei adjusted his personality according to the newly added information. But in this way, when you fought against these monsters before, did you move a little bit?

Since it is a more arrogant type, I am afraid that the first time I will not go back, I will ignore it, and I will not respond. Even if it is dealt with, responded, and scolded, it is estimated that it is a lore in one sentence, and I won't say too much.

Ren Yifei was very annoyed.

It's just that there is no time to regret now, and there is still a tough battle to come. He hurriedly cleaned up his mood and reduced the expression on his face even more.

When Ren Yifei was talking here, the monsters in other places were also talking and chatting in twos and threes. During the period, I talked about the entanglements on the site, and also talked about the gossip of various monsters.

The players all pricked up their ears to listen, but the demons stopped when they clicked, and then they were drinking and teasing the beauties, all of them pretending to be a slutty look like 'there is wine now and now drunk'.

"This banquet is really tacky. Come, let me add some color." The big demon above the wine stood up, picked up a wine gourd in his arms, patted it, "Go."

A layer of golden texture lit up on the wine gourd, and I saw green fluorescent branches sticking out from the gaps of the wooden floor, growing up, thick, sticking out branches, topping out green leaves and blooming flowers.

The petals flew off Ren Yifei's tea cup, fainting with ripples.

The house has become a sea of ​​green. Dark, light, bright gray, and various colors of green are intertwined in front of the eyes, and white deer walk through them.

One walked in front of Ren Yifei and yelled.

"Deer Immortal, decades have passed, why is your taste still the same? What is there to see in the forest, everyone is tired of seeing it." The female demon with antlers rolled up her sleeves, green trees, red flowers and white deer for a moment It turned into a spot of light, and one by one, it sank into the floor.

"Woo--" With the sound of a whale from the ancient deep sea, groups of colorful swimming fish swam into the room.

It is like a deep sea, with corals and seagrass growing from the side, the seahorses swaying with the waves, and the small fish walking through the corals spit out a string of bubbles.

Ren Yifei stretched out his hand and poked it, and a bubble burst. And the little fish swam over and circled his fingers. It came up and took a light bite, but there was no feeling of being gnawed on its fingers.

"Woo-" The huge whale appeared here with a silver-blue light spot, the huge astonishing head swam in, slowly passed through the bodies of the demons, and left here with a wagging tail.

Pink giant jellyfish, traveling sea turtles, and sea creatures disguised as aquatic plants, swept past them one by one.

"No, no," said the big demon next to Ren Yifei, "this is neither the Emerald Palace of Immortal Deer nor the Golden Scales Palace of the Dragon Girl. Naturally, it respects the master's hobby."

After clapping and clapping, the underwater scenery of Crystal Dragon Palace also turned into light spots and dispersed. A group of beauties in shawls with pipa, flute, moon qin and other music came in and sat down in the corner.

Two scrolls of paintings flew out from the big demon sleeves, one on one side, the scrolls hung down, the beauty in the painting floated out with a burst of blue smoke, and the sound of silk and bamboo music accompanied the singing.

The beautiful dancers in these paintings circle around the guests and friends, and the bells on the ankles make a crisp sound as the body twists.

They leaned against the guests gently, winked like silk, and scratched the neck and back of the guests with their long nails, and their bright red lips were like ripe fruits, exuding a sweet aroma.

The most beautiful and flamboyant dancer saw Ren Yifei in the upper left at a glance, she was biting the purple yarn, her eyes were hooked.

Nai He was thinking about drinking water for himself, but he didn't look back.

The dancer stomped her feet, let go of the yarn, and circled around the others, twisting all the way to Ren Yifei.

She showed the gauze in her hand, the lavender gauze covered his face, and the hazy aroma wrapped him.

Through the yarn, I could only see that the twisting white waist was as soft as a snake, and the small belly button was attached to a bright red gemstone, which was even more beautiful against the snow-white skin.

"Oh, my lord..."

The dancer's voice was charming and charming, as if she could not stand still, she smiled and snuggled up gently, but Ren Yifei just glanced at her indifferently. The eyes with a faint sense of disgust are like sharp swords, breaking through this deliberately created ambiguity.

The dancer called this look stabbed, and involuntarily took two steps back, the purple gauze took off the hairpin of the jade crown on his head, and the jade crown slid to the ground and shattered in half.

Everyone's attention was drawn.

He lost his crown and lost his hair, but Ren Yifei didn't look embarrassed.

Meiji knelt on the ground, waiting for the wrath of the big demon without saying a word. Ren Yifei didn't look at her. He poured himself water and drank it all in one gulp: "Go down."

All the demons were stunned. How could they have seen He Jun in such a disheveled appearance?

Ebony-like hair wrapped around a snow-like face, thick eyelashes pulled out a slightly raised eyeliner, rosy lips, and because of the water, they were more like petals rolling with dewdrops, light, soft, and fragrant. Sweet, really want to take a bite.

"Beauty, beauty." Black Feather Myna came with a flower that he didn't know where to change.

Its real owner, the big peacock demon, had a dark face, stretched out his hand, grabbed his wings and pulled it back, stuffing it into his sleeve: "Your master is here."

The dancer refused to leave, she looked at Ren Yifei eagerly with water waves in her beautiful eyes, and posted it again: "Sir, I will tie your hair."

He Jun is the flower of the high mountain. I don't know how many people take him to sleep as an affirmation and achievement of their charm, and the dancer is ready to move. She thought she was let go, something special.

"Go down."

After all, it is a big demon, he is unwilling, and others cannot press him to force him. The dancer bit the tassels on her chest and turned back step by step, her eyes sad, hoping that he could change his mind.

Unfortunately, what Meiren encountered was an iceberg, and she had to retreat in disappointment.

The demon who threw the picture scroll before patted the wine jar: "You rejected such a beauty? Are you really going to cut off the world?"

Ren Yifei was about to speak when a voice rang out from the corner door: "Brother is here?"

Before the person arrives, the sound is heard first.

It is the host of the banquet.

The author has something to say: Ah Fei: I suspect that I took the wrong script.