Actually, the so-called plot was just all the players having dinner together.

It was a chance for everyone to gather together.

However, Mingmei thought about it; they probably couldn't gather now.

"Ah, I know we have to wait until dark, but it feels like it's going to take forever~"

Lu Xiaoyao pouted and walked to Mingmei's side. Mingmei sat there and looked up at her, while Lu Xiaoyao looked at Mingmei's face with infatuation. She looked at Mingmei's long hair, which wasn't tied up, but had slightly curly, elastic, and shiny black waves, which looked very good to touch.

Thinking this, she reached out to touch it again.

Mingmei: ...

Sister, do you have social superpowers?

Maybe it was because the hair was too good to touch, but before long, the sky outside really darkened, and lanterns were hung under the eaves of the house.

However, they were a rare red color.

Red was a little strange for ordinary days.

The red light from the red lanterns was not strong, but rather made the surrounding scenery under the dark night with light rain seem a little ghostly, not of this world.

At this time, a servant came in from outside and respectfully invited the two of them to move to a flower hall next door for dinner.

Lu Xiaoyao was completely energetic now, and pulled Mingmei to follow the servant towards the flower hall.

Along the way, the group walked under the eaves. Mingmei's eyes were lowered, and she looked at the stone slabs under her feet, then glanced at the servant in front of her on her left, and Lu Xiaoyao, who was oblivious to everything, beside her.

For a moment, Mingmei didn't know if she should remind them of anything.

"What are you looking at?"

Before she could say anything, Lu Xiaoyao noticed Mingmei's absent-mindedness.

Hearing this, Mingmei's eyes glanced at the servant who was leading the way and indifferent, and without saying a word, she pointed to under the servant.

"What..."

Lu Xiaoyao casually followed the direction of her finger, and immediately gasped!

Oh my god! His feet!

The rainwater falling from the eaves splashed on the servant's feet, and a black footprint was printed on the ground with each step. The black trousers and shoes visibly turned white... paper!

Lu Xiaoyao's mouth opened wide, as if she was about to scream immediately, but the next second, Mingmei covered her mouth directly with her hand.

"Mmph!"

"Shh--"

Lu Xiaoyao blinked and looked at Mingmei, who was covering her mouth. Seeing her put her index finger in the middle of her lips and make a "shh" gesture, Lu Xiaoyao blinked her eyes tremblingly and silently squeezed the tears back into her eyes, so she wasn't scared into screaming.

"Ladies?"

As if sensing that the two of them hadn't moved, the servant, who had already walked a few steps ahead, turned his head. One side of his face seemed to have been splashed by rainwater from outside the eaves, soaking into his face. A strange reddish-purple color now floated irregularly on his face.

And his black eyes were staring at her, making Lu Xiaoyao shiver again, her back covered in cold sweat!

Mommy! Help! Help!

"Yes, we're coming. It's raining, and she's a little cold."

Mingmei pretended to be fine, raised her chin to signal the other party to continue leading the way, and took Lu Xiaoyao's arm, leading her forward as if nothing had happened.

However, heaven knows that Lu Xiaoyao didn't want to go forward at all at this time!

She was stiff, her limbs were stiff, and she wished she could just stomp her feet and take root on the ground, resisting so hard that her chin had three layers!

Hilarious!

As the saying goes: What goes around, comes around.

Now, the situation between Mingmei and Lu Xiaoyao was completely reversed from the daytime.

During the day, Mingmei didn't want to come here and was dragged over by the other party, but now it turned into Mingmei dragging Lu Xiaoyao to continue the plot.

If an animation effect were added, Lu Xiaoyao's heels would be sparking because of the struggle!

Lu Xiaoyao's mentality had really collapsed now!

Who will save her!?

Lu Xiaoyao: Save me! Save me! Who will save me?!

[Hilarious! Did you see the look of resistance on Miss Yao Yao's face?]

[Hahahaha, I was scared to death before, but when I thought that all this was chosen by Yao Yao herself, I think I can do it again hahahahahaha!]

[Although I feel sorry for her, let me laugh for two minutes first hahahahahaha]

[Hahahahaha, girl, walk slowly, Dad will laugh for a while behind you!]

A group of people on the barrage were laughing hahahaha, luckily Lu Xiaoyao didn't see it.

When they finally arrived at the flower hall, Young Master Zhang, Master Zhang, and the other three players were already seated, only waiting for the two of them.

When Lu Xiaoyao and Mingmei sat down, Master Zhang, who had just appeared, greeted everyone with a smile to have dinner together, and then asked the servants to start serving dishes.

During the process of serving dishes, many candles were lit in the room, but because the shadows of people moving back and forth while serving dishes flickered, it gave people a dim and dull feeling.

In the light of the candlelight, the expression on Mingmei's face almost cracked when her eyes fell on the expressions of the shadows reflected by the surrounding candlelight!

The shadows looked completely different from the people.

What the hell was that white patch in the middle of the shadow and the body?!

And the dark shadow was missing half of its body!

Mingmei, who discovered this, had also begun to gradually collapse internally.

[I was wrong, Gui Gui, I shouldn't have directly sold lunch boxes to players at the beginning.]

[Huh? What do you want to do?]

[Pay my respects to the boss.]

[?]

Now the system Gui Gui was even more confused.

[I should first ask the villain to delay his attack so I can sell lunch boxes. After I've boosted my performance, I'll never stay, and I have absolutely no objection to him killing the players by a thousand cuts or dismembering them.]

Mingmei had a premonition that these players would not pass the level.

[Host, cheer up! Have you forgotten your previous grand ambitions? You want to sell lunch boxes, help them defeat the villain, and successfully pass the level!]

[Really? I don't remember.]

[……] The host is not easy to deceive.

Mingmei sighed softly, and unknowingly, the carved round table was already full of food.

It was just that for some reason, Mingmei felt as if her vision was covered with a layer of light gauze, and she couldn't see the food on the table clearly at all.

Mingmei wouldn't touch food that she couldn't see clearly.

The other four players also looked around and hesitated to pick up their chopsticks.

"What's wrong?"

Master Zhang had directly turned into a rice-eating old man since the dinner was served on the table, and he was eating obediently with his head down. It was Young Master Zhang who asked what was wrong.

"Is the food not delicious?"

"No, no."

The players shook their heads one after another. It wasn't a question of whether it was delicious or not, it was a matter of life and death.

After all, everyone had read the guides and had some necessary vigilance.

One of the male players who played the teacher looked around and couldn't help but ask cautiously, "Recently... has there been any feng shui master visiting our mansion?"

According to the plot in the guide, wasn't the player playing a fortune teller supposed to be sitting where Mingmei was sitting now?

As soon as he asked this, everyone's eyes fell on Young Master Zhang, except for Lu Xiaoyao, who was looking at Mingmei, while Mingmei was looking at Master Zhang, who was still concentrating on eating rice and had no intention of looking up.

"No."

Young Master Zhang shook his head with a smile and said, "Cousin, where did you hear that?"

The art teacher who played as a guest in the backyard of the Zhang Mansion was a distant cousin of the Zhang family, so he and his students could live in the Zhang family.

"I... I just heard it on the street, isn't there?"

The art teacher shrank his neck.

For some reason, he only felt a chill in his neck when Young Master Zhang looked at him.

"No, it's hard to find a feng shui master these days, especially a reliable feng shui master... Even if they come, they are mostly swindlers, don't you think?"