RNP Chapter 662: Guest Becomes Host
Chapter 662: Guest Becomes Host
Inside the door was a deeper, sticky darkness like ink.
A figure appeared silently in the darkness in the center of the doorway.
He was an old man wearing a navy blue gown that was washed white and starched.
His face was as stiff as a mask covered with a thick layer of cheap chalk, and his skin was a corpse-like blue-gray color, completely devoid of elasticity.
The corners of his mouth were pulled upward at an extremely strange angle, forming a fixed, creepy "smile".
The weirdest thing is his eyes——
His eyeballs were cloudy and yellow, like two dusty glass beads. There was no light of life in them, only a dead and silent void.
He stood there with his hands folded in front of him, his nails long and black.
A breath even colder and more decayed than the wind outside the door blew in my face, carrying with it thick dust and some indescribable sweet smell similar to that of old incense ash.
All the players, including Chu Yuan and Lu Jing who were arguing with each other, felt a chill running up their spines and unconsciously held their breath.
What the hell is this!!!
The stiff face turned to the people outside the door, and the cloudy eyes slowly swept across the surprised and doubtful faces.
Without a word, a dry, flat, unmoved voice, like the sound of an old phonograph jamming, echoed directly into the minds of every player, coldly chiseling into them:
Welcome... distinguished guests... to... the Qin Mansion... to participate in... a grand celebration...
The rules are as follows:
[One: At night, you must… return to your room… close the door… turn off the lights… and not… peek…]
[Second: Do not...look directly at...the bride...]
[Third: Do not damage…specific…items within the palace…for example: red silk…the word “囍” (happiness)…offerings, etc.]
[Fourth: Before the ceremony at midnight... you must not leave... the Western Garden without permission...]
【…】
[Finally, I hope… everyone… will witness… the successful conclusion of… this wonderful marriage…]
With each rule recited, the deathly aura in the voice grew thicker, like invisible ice water pouring into everyone's heart.
As for what the violators will face, Xiao Jin believes that no one needs an explanation.
The malice and bloodiness hidden behind the old man's words are enough to illustrate the threat.
The atmosphere suddenly became depressing to the freezing point, and even breathing became difficult.
wedding?
here?
Looking at the spooky old house in front of them, combined with the rule of "not looking directly at the bride" and the old man's various behaviors, a cold and terrifying word instantly emerged in the minds of all the surviving players - ghost marriage!
Damn! This kind of thing is the most disgusting!
Chu Yuan pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek. As for the other players, they all felt a chill coming out of their backs.
The old man's stiff smile seemed to widen a little, making it look even more weird.
[Dear guests, I am the steward of the Qin Mansion. Please follow me into the mansion.]
[First...Change clothes...]
He turned his stiff body sideways, raised a skinny hand like a bird's claw, and pointed at the bottomless darkness inside the door.
[The palace has prepared the wedding attire...]
Please...put on...
[Waiting for an auspicious time... to marry the bride...]
The word "marriage" was dragged out slowly and long in his rigid voice, like the echo of a death knell, echoing faintly in front of the silent old house, striking at everyone's nerve endings.
Darkness surged behind the open doorway like a living creature, as if waiting to devour the sacrifice dressed in "wedding clothes".
The word "marriage" uttered by the housekeeper was like an icicle piercing his eardrum, and a sound of inhalation exploded in the dead silence.
"Wait a minute!" A young male player wearing a plaid shirt and with freckles on his face suddenly looked up and his voice became hoarse.
"Aren't you attending a wedding? How did it become marrying the bride?
So we're not guests, we're the groom!" He pointed his trembling finger at himself, then at the equally bewildered crowd around him, and finally at the devouring darkness inside the door.
"This is fucking... Is this fucking a collective marriage, and is this how they're having fun?!"
The housekeeper's face, stiff and white-washed, remained motionless. His cloudy eyes slowly turned towards him, and his flat voice chiseled into his mind again: [The bride, Qin... is seeking a son-in-law... to enter the family... You all... are... perfect matches...]
"A good match? What a good match!" Another bald man with broad shoulders and a thick gold chain around his neck spat, and the flesh on his face twitched.
"I'm here to get the reward for completing the mission, not to be a dead man's son-in-law and live off him!" He spoke in a loud voice, trying to hide the panic in his eyes with ferocity.
Although the mission didn't mention anything, it was obvious that the bride from the Qin Mansion must be an evil spirit.
"Tsk..." A very light sneer escaped from Lu Jing's thin, crimson lips.
He swung the bone whip with interest, and the friction between his pale knuckles made a teeth-grinding sound.
"A gigolo? Interesting. With so many people sharing one 'bride', this gigolo is probably laced with arsenic, right?"
His eyes swept across the dead face of the housekeeper, then across the pale-faced people, and finally landed on Chu Yuan. He licked the corner of his mouth with malice.
"Mr. Chu, you're strong enough to be a 'son-in-law', but I wonder if you can handle that ghost bride?"
The veins on Chu Yuan's forehead jumped, and his fists clenched instantly, with his finger bones cracking.
But unexpectedly, he didn't explode immediately. He just glared at Lu Jing fiercely and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "This is the first time in my life that I've been a gigolo. It's new!"
The tone was three parts absurdity and seven parts violence caused by this damn place. He said the word "soft rice" with such ferocity that he was willing to sell everything he had.
There was no emotion in Xiao Jin's eyes beneath his hair, as if they were not discussing his own "marriage affairs".
But then, she was the first to move.
The long sword was not sheathed, but was still held upside down at his side, the blade reflecting the thicker dark red coming from inside the door.
Ah Mo's gaze slowly wandered across her neck, his cold, vertical pupils fixed on the depths of the doorway. Xiao Jin took a step forward and headed straight into the Qin residence.
Following her lead, Zhan Wenchen pushed his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses calmly recorded every detail of the housekeeper and the ancient house, and then he followed in silence.
Wen Baiqiu elegantly brushed off the nonexistent dust on his white suit and walked calmly. Chu Yuanze cursed, but still followed him in with big strides.
On the other side, Lu Jing chuckled softly, his figure sliding into the darkness like a ghost.
Only after these big guys left did the others dare to take a step forward.
Liu Man's eyes were uncertain. She gritted her teeth and slipped in along the wall.
The remaining players looked at each other in bewilderment, and despite the bald man's roar of "Damn it, we're going to die anyway!", they still rushed in with their heads held high.
Isn't it just a wedding?
I'm still a virgin and have never been married. Today I can make up for my regret!