The address was very unfamiliar. Yang Xiao had never even heard of this place. With doubts, he opened the box and found two leather bags, one large and one small, lying quietly inside.
Opening the slightly larger pocket, a small notebook similar to a memorial fell out, instantly attracting Yang Xiao's attention.
On the cover of the book is an old mansion door painted dark red. There are white lanterns hanging on the left and right sides of the mansion door. The hazy inscriptions on the lanterns reveal an indescribable and strange feeling, as if this door has been pushed away. If you open the door, you will go to another world.
Opening the book, there were several passages written with a fine brush in classical Chinese. However, Yang Xiao's Chinese language skills were not bad, so he figured it out after half-reading and half-guessing. This was actually an invitation.
The person who sent the invitation was named Feng, and his family was going to hold a blessing ceremony to invite the recipients to attend. The specific matter was not mentioned, but he promised that he would be thanked once the event was completed.
After turning another page, a card the size of a bookmark fell out, with a human figure drawn on it with rough brushstrokes.
Yang Xiao knew that this should be a character card that represented the player's identity in the game, but this was just a prototype, and it would definitely need to be redrawn and refined before it was officially released.
The card feels a bit strange when you first get it. It is not the usual hard paper, but more like some kind of processed leather with a certain degree of toughness. There is also a strange triangle-shaped pattern on the upper right corner of the back of the card.
On the last page of the invitation, six human figures were drawn abruptly in the blank space. The human figures were as rough as the character cards, and it was impossible to distinguish between men and women. Yang Xiao could probably guess that, except for the one who received the invitation, the entire script was full of murder. There are 6 other players, which means this is a 7-player dungeon.
"Um?"
After reaching into the larger pocket with great expectations, Yang Xiao was surprised to find that the pocket was empty.
What's the situation? Did the other party just send this little thing?
Yang Xiao was a little unhappy. Apart from a make-up character card and a vague invitation, the box didn't even have the most basic story outline and character introduction album, and the other party didn't even say hello before sending it. This was unavoidable. Somewhat disrespectful.
Judging from the exquisite composition of the box and the production of the invitations, the other party does not look like a small workshop. This may be a good cooperation opportunity, but Yang Xiao likes to cooperate with sincere people. This is not a matter of money.
There was a small envelope left in the box, only half the size of a palm. Yang Xiao thought about it and picked it up. The next second he opened the envelope, Yang Xiao was shocked.
Inside was actually a stack of money folded in half.
Red!
Taking out the money tremblingly, Yang Xiao took a breath and counted it carefully, a total of three thousand yuan.
After taking a deep breath and calming down for a moment, Yang Xiao lowered his head and counted again, and took a breath again. Yes, it was really three thousand yuan.
Three thousand yuan! Three thousand yuan!
Holding the money, Yang Xiao's eyes became gentle when he looked at the script box. What kind of fairy drama club was this? It was so sincere. Who could resist giving money without saying a word?
At this moment, his mind was opened, and countless novel and interesting ideas rushed through the Ren and Du channels like a torrent and flowed into Yang Xiao's brain. It is no exaggeration to say that within a few seconds, he had conceived at least 3 scenes and 7 story lines. for this script.
Without a story outline and basic character settings, there is nothing to be afraid of. I just write one and it’s over. If the boss is not satisfied with the box, I can redraw it. In this regard, Yang Xiao has always been called the conscience of the industry and has a good reputation.
The money solved his urgent need, and his rent and living expenses for the next month were finally settled.
In the end, apart from the boss's sincerity and respect, all that was left in the envelope were a few cards. These cards were different from the previous character cards. They were very well made and tied into a pile with fine hemp rope. Only the top card could be seen. Zhang, there is a bell tied to the fine hemp rope.
Yang Xiao noticed the knot on the fine hemp rope. There was red color on the knot. When he touched it with his hand, it turned out to be cinnabar powder, and the bell was sealed with wax inside.
This script is a bit clever. Yang Xiao was somewhat surprised by this detailed design. Cinnabar wards off evil spirits, while wax-sealed bells are said to ward off ghosts. What’s even more amazing is the way the knots are tied. If I read correctly, they are used for binding. Coffin carrying knot.
The exquisite design helps players assume the role's identity more quickly and integrate into the plot. In this regard, this script does a good job.
After untying the rope, the first card showed an ancient street. The background was dark and the whole street was empty. There was a large house not far away. The door looked familiar. It was the same as the one on the cover of the invitation. It should be the one mentioned in the invitation. The main family seals the family.
The second card showed a few scattered houses, the background was darker than the first card, and in the dark yard in front of several houses, a full moon hung in it.
The moon cannot fall into the courtyard. Yang Xiao guessed that if this does not represent some kind of image, then there is water in the courtyard, a pond or a small lake, and the full moon is the reflection of the moon in the sky.
Compared with the full moon, what made Yang Xiao even more curious was the houses. The houses were quite ancient and presented a strange gray-white texture against this background. What was even more terrifying was that there were hanging lights outside each door. There were two big red lanterns. The red lanterns contrasted sharply with the quiet and gray atmosphere, as if two blood-red eyes were staring at themselves in another world through the cards.
Inadvertently, Yang Xiao was surprised by his rich imagination, and with anticipation, he turned over the last card.
Dark, dark, this was an almost pure black card. Yang Xiao was a little surprised. Even with his imagination, he couldn't tell what the script author wanted to express.
Is it blank? Or is it just a poor stunt? Yang Xiao felt that it was not the case. This black card must represent some special meaning.
Staring at this card, Yang Xiao slowly calmed down. Little by little, he seemed to see something. The black on this card was a bit special. It was a layered black. To be precise, it was more turbid. There is something, hidden in the shadow behind the turbidity.
"boom!"
Yang Xiao shivered, and a sudden noise interrupted his thoughts. He followed the sound to the bathroom, opened the door, and found that the shampoo that had been placed on the shelf fell to the ground for some reason.
After Yang Xiao came back to his senses, he was also hungry. It was time to eat. He put on his coat, took an umbrella and walked out. He had been eating noodles for several days in a row recently, and he wanted to improve tonight.
The lights were not turned off. If the lights were turned off, the landlord would know that she was at home, and he did not open the door just now to avoid her.
When he came to a small restaurant on the roadside, Yang Xiao ordered a chicken drumstick rice. Watching the boss first put a big chicken drumstick, and then scooped a spoonful of thick soup and poured it on the white rice. Yang Xiao suddenly felt that his life was better. Pantou said, "Boss, please add another chicken drumstick!"
Holding an umbrella, Yang Xiao slowly walked back after a full meal. The room he rented was relatively remote even in this old community. The facilities were very aged, there were not many residents, and the street lights in the community were emitting A half-dead light.
The distance was not far away. He stopped and looked at the old residential building dozens of meters away through the rain. After a long time, he sighed softly. Behind the lighted window on the right side of the second floor, he Went through the most difficult time.
Before he could sigh, slowly, the light behind the window dimmed little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally went out.
what's the situation?
It can't be a power outage. After all, the lights on the fifth floor are still on. Is it because the wiring is aging and the contacts are bad?
Yang Xiao didn't understand much about this, but he had to work overtime at night to perfect the script, which was not possible without lights. He hurried back, and as soon as he stepped onto the steps at the corner of the second floor, he heard the sound of "swishing" water.
The sound of running water came from his room. It sounded like the shower head in the bathroom had been turned on. What made Yang Xiao even more alarmed was that his door was actually unlocked. It was ajar at the moment, leaving a shallow gap. .
Through the gap, you could see the darkness in the room. Suddenly, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped suddenly. Before Yang Xiao could react, a blurry black figure suddenly flashed out of the bathroom with the sound of treading water.
