[The skills that the prophet can use are as follows. Players can check a person every night to know whether he is a monster]
After the system beeped, the card turned into a light spot and disappeared from Jian Yao's hand.
[The game is about to start, please remember your identity information and play your role]
The carriage stopped and the door of the carriage was opened from the outside. The carriage driver, also wearing the white robe of the temple, stood respectfully beside the door.
His eyes were fixed on the ground, not daring to look at Jian Yao.
Jian Yao glanced at the coachman who was afraid of her for some reason. She immediately jumped out of the carriage and landed firmly on the ground without even a trace of dust on it.
What appeared in front of Jian Yao's eyes was an ancient castle covered with moss and vines.
Time has left obvious traces on the castle, with bright red and dark black flowers swaying in the wind between the gaps in the castle walls.
There are also a large area of red roses and rose flowers around the castle. The color makes people think of blood and death.
There was an old man in a black suit standing at the door of the castle. He wore a single-sided spectacles on his face, one hand on his abdomen, and the other hand hanging naturally by his side.
His gray hair and beard all reveal a sense of low-key sophistication, and his face also exudes energy.
When the old man saw Jian Yao approaching, he naturally gave Jian Yao a gentleman's salute.
He seemed to have known Jian Yao for a long time, so he did not introduce who he was or ask who Jian Yao was, and directly opened the door of the castle for her.
It seems that he should be a servant of this castle, probably the housekeeper?
"Lord Jian Yue, the madam, young master and ladies are already waiting for you in the living room."
The housekeeper led Jian Yao through the hall and came to the living room on the first floor of the castle.
The huge living room is full of mahogany walls and mahogany floors. There are several huge animal skins on the floor, and the room is also filled with luxurious furniture.
In addition to the electric lights that add dim light to the room, there is also a fireplace on the wall of the room.
The wood in the fireplace was burning continuously, sparks would pop out from the wood from time to time, and the air was filled with a thick special woody fragrance.
A man who looked honest and honest was rubbing his hands and sitting next to the fireplace, trying hard to absorb the warmth in the fireplace. However, his complexion and lips were still a little white and purple, and he seemed to be very afraid of the cold.
He was indeed wearing more clothes than the others, which made Jian Yao look at him more.
A woman with long curly hair wearing a red silk dress glanced at Jian Yao with her fox eyes, full of disdain.
Her slender fingers twisted the hair ring around her long golden curly hair, and her red fingernails touched her cheek lightly.
The foundation on her face did not match her skin color, and it only made her face look too pale to be human.
"Is this the magic stick?" The woman frowned and glanced at Jian Yao, saying in a disgusting tone.
The man standing next to the sofa immediately interrupted the woman and said to Jian Yao with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Sir Jian Yue, my sister is more willful and talks like a child. Please don't talk to her.
gas."
The man who spoke looked older than the others. He also wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and he looked like a gentleman.
He crossed the sofa and wanted to shake hands with Jian Yao, but Jian Yao subconsciously avoided him.
Jian Yao didn't avoid it on purpose, but there are all kinds of ways to die in horror games.
Sometimes just a simple handshake is enough to achieve the weird murder conditions, maybe a curse that brings death, or maybe the weird attack immediately.
In short, you need to be careful in every step of the horror game, especially when facing such an extraordinarily enthusiastic person. Who knows whether he is a human or a monster under the skin?
Therefore, Jian Yao has developed the habit of not frequently having physical contact with strangers in the thriller game.
After seeing Jian Yao avoid his hand, the man's eyes flashed with a trace of sinisterness, but nothing was revealed on his face. He still looked at Jian Yao with a gentle smile.
He said cheerfully: "I almost forgot, Master Jian Yue doesn't like others to meet her. It was me who offended her."
Just when the man wanted to continue to express something in front of Jian Yao, he was interrupted by a female voice with a lazy tone.
"Okay, let me sit down first, and then we can introduce ourselves, otherwise Jane Yue will have a big head." A woman in a black dress sitting on a single sofa closed the folding fan in her hand.
said.
When the folding fan was closed, it made a little noise in the living room, but it was like a thunder, causing everyone else in the living room to look at the person who just spoke.
The woman who just spoke seems to be about the same age as the castle owner's daughter, but her aura is much stronger than everyone present, and her status in the castle is obviously not low.
Jian Yao glanced at the location in the living room and finally sat down on a single sofa.
A rather delicate-looking young maid immediately handed her a cup of warm black tea.
The temperature of the black tea is just right, and you can taste the high quality of the tea from the mouthfeel.
The woman holding the folding fan yawned, causing her eyes to turn red. She put her black-gloved hand to her mouth to cover her yawn.
"Okay, okay, I'm too sleepy, let's finish the chat early."
"I am Hongyan, the fourth wife of the deceased master of the castle."
After Hongyan said this, she didn't plan to say anything more. Only Jian Yao and Wu Jiu, who were hiding in the dark, knew that this woman was their teammate.
But the woman in the red dress sitting diagonally across from Jian Yao whispered something after hearing Hong Yan's words: "He is obviously an outsider, but he still talks like a master..."
She spoke in a very low voice, and only Jian Yao could hear her clearly. However, Jian Yao also learned that Hong Yan, as the fourth wife of the castle owner, was not accepted by his children.
"Ahem."
The man who wanted to shake hands with Jian Yao coughed a few times on purpose. Only after attracting the attention of everyone present did he continue speaking with satisfaction.
"My father is the owner of this castle, and I am his adopted son Gray. I am writing to invite you."
Jian Yao nodded. It turned out that he was the adopted son who wrote to her, but he acted more like the owner of the castle than the other biological children of the owner of the castle.