3D game

In the piano room on the third floor, the fluttering gauze curtain was gently rolled up by a pair of hands wearing white gloves. The natural light from outside flooded the whole room. From here, you can overlook the south of the manor, and the warm rose bushes are blooming.

The butler put his stick aside, took off his white gloves, and came to Ye Zi'an who was already sitting in front of the piano. His hands suddenly and firmly patted Ye Zi'an's shoulders, and then held them tightly.

Caught off guard, Ye Zi'an was taken aback, and he stopped flipping the score.

"Don't you want to practice the piano, Mr. Butler, what are you doing?" Ye Zi'an could feel the hands holding him getting harder and harder, as if they were going to break his bones.

The hands that squeezed his shoulders loosened in vain, and the power that imprisoned him disappeared.Ye Zi'an could feel the butler approaching, the hot air from his words sprayed into Ye Zi'an's ears and brushed against his cheeks.

"What are you doing flipping the sheet music?"

Ye Zi'an looked at the music score in his hand, those large and small notes poured into his mind like flowing water and stored in his memory palace.

His childhood memory is different from ordinary people. He can remember all the people or things he has seen, which are stored in his mind like photos. Too much makes oneself nervous.

Now he is shorthanding the score of the second movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G major. If only accuracy is required, Ye Zi'an will ensure that he can complete it in one go.

As soon as he turned to the last page, the housekeeper took the score away from his hand.

Ye Zi'an took a deep breath, he calmed down, and began to play on the black and white keys with both hands.

The second movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G major is a very slow Adagio, and the soft, comfortable and gentle sound of the piano pours out, making people intoxicated unconsciously.

Ye Zi'an played very seriously, but some people were restless.

The butler's hand slowly brushed over the ends of his hair, and fell to his delicate earlobe, stroking gently again and again.

Ye Zi'an didn't like someone touching him like this, he endured the discomfort, if he wasn't playing the piano, he would have picked up the cane beside him and smashed the butler's head!

Then the hand that disturbed him moved to his collarbone, which almost caused serious disturbance to Ye Zi'an, but he still didn't stop playing, because the system was counting the time.

The butler murmured behind him, the lover whispered ambiguously, and he sang Shakespeare's sonnets.

Ye Zi'an's eyebrows twitched, and his intuition told him that the relationship between this housekeeper and 'him' - the young master is not simple.

The second movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G major is drawing to a close, and the housekeeper's restless "teasing" hand also rests on Ye Zi'an's waist.As the last note fell, the system timing was completed, and Ye Zi'an completed the task: [Complete playing the second movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G major before the Duke returns]

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, the butler's hand left his body immediately.

Ye Zi'an wanted to scold people very much.

What made him even more devastated was that the barrage in the live broadcast room of the system did not know when a group of viewers with strange IDs gathered, 'pointing' at him and the housekeeper's previous behavior.

[ID Pure Passerby: Just ask if you don’t understand, were they flirting in a horror game just now? 】

[ID Lonely Werewolf: Young Master Jingui and the mysterious butler, love love love, this pair of CP is locked up for me! 】

[The hard-working driver in the ID tram: yyds! 】

[The hard-working driver in the ID tram sends out roses×99]

[ID female ghost doesn't want to climb the TV: I've already made up a big emotional drama between an undercover housekeeper and a noble young master, and I want to draw a play of robbery and forced imprisonment in the New Year. If you want to watch it, deduct 1]

111111111...

The barrage floated across a large densely packed 1!

Ye Zi'an looked upset.

The housekeeper leaned behind him and said, "Young master, you played very well and completed the task that the Duke gave you." While speaking, he put on his white gloves again, but he did not look at Ye Zi'an, but focused on him White gloves on hands, "Hope everyone has an unforgettable night tonight."

The butler suddenly returned to a neutral attitude, as if the harassing behavior towards Ye Zi'an just now was just Ye Zi'an's illusion, which made Ye Zi'an feel uneasy, and his eyes towards the butler became more and more indifferent - he didn't like this mystery very much. Another flamboyant NPC!

The butler turned slightly sideways, with a smile in his eyes, "Young Master, your eyes just want to eat me."

"How could it be? I respect Mr. Butler very much." Ye Zi'an's tone was indescribably cold, and he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration from this butler.

"Then I wish you a happy day, my young master. I'm also going to see how they're doing." After the butler finished speaking, he raised his cane and left in an elegant and gentlemanly manner.

The door of the piano room was closed, and without the interference of the housekeeper, Ye Zi'an was finally able to think about the tasks in the game. Is his task that simple?

He didn't believe in evil, he returned to the piano, put his hands on the black and white keys again, and started to play the second movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G major. As soon as he landed the first note, he felt a tingling pain in his fingertips , stabbing his hands quickly away from the keys.

Ye Zi'an looked at the black and white keys and thought for three seconds. He put his hands on them again, and just after playing, he got the same result as before.

From this point of view, the tingling of fingers when playing the piano is the obstacle that the game really wants to set up for the player.

So, why didn't his fingers tingle the first time he played?

Because the butler is there, it doesn't hurt when the butler is in his hand, and the butler is helping him, but why does the butler help him?

Ye Zi'an played again, the tingling pain in his hands became more and more obvious, his fingers connected to his heart, until the pain from his fingertips pulled his heart when he played, like needles piercing his whole body, Ye Zi'an Before he stopped, his eyes became brighter and brighter. It seemed that the pain made him awake and crazy. When the last note fell, Ye Zi Ankuai couldn't feel his heartbeat. After the extreme pain, he became numb

Unbearably bitter.

His limbs were stiff, and although his body could not move, his mind was clear.

Black ashes fell from the ceiling, one piece after another, falling on the black and white keys like snowflakes, and falling on Ye Zi'an's body.

A strange and terrifying sight appeared above the ceiling, and Ye Zi'an could imagine how hideous and bloody the owner of the sight was.

With his head down, he began to play the second movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G major slowly.

The music is soothing, soft, like a gust of wind.

The chilly wind from the ceiling was approaching Ye Zi'an, his scalp was aroused uncontrollably, the cold air poured from head to toe, Ye Zi'an continued to play.

The unknown creature moved above Ye Zi'an's head, with sharp, beast-like claws gently brushing Ye Zi'an's soft hair.

Ye Zi'an suddenly picked up the speed of playing, and it was obviously an adagio, but he played it as an allegro. The originally soothing and soft music became a desperate song that urges the soul.

what--

The monster blew cold air at Ye Zi'an, and the ten fingers played by Ye Zi'an at this time had afterimages, ding, ding!

When the last note fell, Ye Zi'an didn't know where his strength came from. He ran away, but the door of the piano room was tightly closed. Ye Zi'an couldn't open it no matter what. shoulders.

look at me... look at me...

Ye Zian closed his eyes tightly, the piano room was empty and there was no place to hide, let alone any extra weapons that could resist monsters.

Ye Zi'an felt the monster's torso like a dead branch slowly wrapped around his neck, and he felt that his breathing became more and more difficult.

look at me... look at me...

Ye Zi'an didn't want to sit still, he grabbed the thin torso like a dead branch with both hands, and was about to throw his backhand over his shoulder, the monster disappeared like ashes, and at the same time as Ye Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief, the monster suddenly appeared in front of him, only the whites of his eyes His eyes were fixed on him, and the corners of his mouth were split into abnormal arcs.

Hee hee hee, look at me look at me...

Ye Zi'an closed his eyes and opened them again. He held his breath and opened his voice to shout: "Mr. Butler——"

The butler who had left long ago reappeared in the piano room, elusive, as if he could travel through time and space.

He saw Ye Zi'an curled up in a corner with his eyes closed, a smile flashed across his eyes, he stretched out his white gloved hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on Ye Zi'an's forehead, and said in a surprisingly gentle tone, "What's the matter, little girl?" Master."

Ye Zi'an opened his eyes, and he regained his composure at this moment, if the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and his stiff body were ignored.

"You look very bad, my young master."

Ye Zi'an didn't get up, he was re-evaluating the butler in his heart, and answered the butler's question, "I practiced the piano on both sides after you left, Mr. butler, did the piano room catch fire?"

Mr. Housekeeper was full of disappointment. He pulled up Ye Zi'an who was sitting stiffly on the ground, pulled out a white pocket towel from his chest, and gently wiped the fine beads of sweat on Ye Zi'an's forehead, while explaining to Ye Zi'an: "Why do you suddenly have to That’s the question, young master, but I’m happy to answer it for you. This happened a long time ago, and you were not even born at that time.”

After the butler wiped Ye Zi'an's face, he didn't let go, but pulled him slowly to the window, and they watched the guard Lu Xiao running around the manor downstairs together.

"A guard died here before."

Ye Zi'an heard that, he looked at Lu Xiao downstairs who was obviously speeding up, and then at the butler who was looking out the window with an enigmatic face, waiting for the butler's further explanation.

"This guard came from a carpenter's family, but his ambition is not small. When he came to the Duke's mansion, he didn't want to be a guard with peace of mind. Instead, he wanted to hook up with the lady. He was full of ambition but arrogant. He learned a little piano Madam was so elated that she wanted to persuade Madam to kill the Duke together, but unexpectedly, he set fire to himself in the piano room."

Ye Zi'an twitched his hand that was tightly held by the butler, but he couldn't pull it out, and now he still "asked" the butler, so he gave up, so he asked: "Why did you commit suicide in the piano room?"

The butler's expression became even more distressed, "As a witness of the infidelity of the first wife and guards, it's really hard for me to tell about this past, young master..."

He suddenly pulled Ye Zi'an forward, and Ye Zi'an bumped into the butler's generous back, to be honest, it hurt a little.

"Do you need to pay something in exchange for this dusty past?"