3D game

Ye Zian thought: What can I exchange with you?

It was the first time he looked at this NPC so seriously and carefully. He thought it was just an NPC, and he always felt that the butler was smiling.

In the first half of Ye Zi'an's life, he would never do anything he was not sure about, but now the housekeeper proposed a deal with him that was so tempting and made him unsure whether to agree or not?

Every time he approached the housekeeper, he trembled and walked on thin ice.

Ye Zi'an took a deep breath, he could feel the adventurous factor sealed in his genes ready to move, this housekeeper made him vigilant and at the same time attracted him like catnip, teased his nerves and tempted him to make unusual decisions .

Ye Zi'an stretched out his hand, his hands were as beautiful as his own, with slender fingers and round nails, these beautiful hands held the butler's white gloved hand, "I agree to exchange with you, Mr. Butler, What do I need to pay?"

At the same time as he said these words, the strings in Ye Zi'an's mind were tense, and Mr. Housekeeper's blue eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the fear and entanglement in his heart.

The butler took his hand, and kissed Ye Zian with a tenderness that made Ye Zi's hair stand on end, "I will come and ask for the reward, young master..."

The butler's voice is gentle and pleasant, and his narration is lively and interesting.

The ex-squire, who came from a poor carpenter's family, grew up fed up with guards on leaky roofs, and came to the Duke's mansion with ambition and hubris.

In order to get rid of his long-term "carpenter" taste, he learned piano and danced ballroom dances from behind the buttocks of upper-class people, thinking about how to extend his hand to ladies most politely every day.

Desires are hard to fill, the duke is away for a long time, the wife is unbearably lonely, the guard hooks up with the first wife, and has a private meeting in the piano room.

"Mr. Butler, I want to interrupt you. May I ask that the piano piece learned by this 'former guard' is also the second movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G major?"

"You are very smart, young master. Although I don't know how you know it, it is true that this former guard learned to play this piece from you."

The butler continued to narrate slowly.

"I saw them huddling together in the dark corridor, discussing how to let the Duke die."

"Aren't you the housekeeper? Why didn't you report the adultery between the madam and the guard to the Duke?"

"Young Master, I reported it, but the carriages and horses were very slow and the letter was intercepted halfway. Madam was still pregnant at the time. Of course, it was really hard for me to tell whether the child belonged to the guard or the Duke. Perhaps only God knows..."

His Excellency the Duke came back early, which caught everyone off guard. He broke the adultery between the guard and his wife on the spot, scaring the lady's water to break and the child to be born prematurely.The Duke was furious, and the guards were so ashamed that they raped him in the piano room.

"Young master, you were born under such circumstances." The housekeeper lightly stroked his ears, stained with a little sweat, "That night, the firelight and screams were especially wonderful."

"What are you afraid of, my little master, look, isn't the story itself very boring?"

"I'm wondering, Mr. Butler, am I the Duke's child?" Ye Zi looked at the butler calmly, with searching eyes that couldn't be ignored.

"It's not important, young master, are you ready for your reward?"

"I have another question, Mr. Steward, you said, the guards and my mother are discussing the death of the Duke, do you know the specific content of their discussion?"

The butler turned his head slightly to avoid Ye Zi'an's probing sight. His long eyelashes covered his gloomy blue eyes, making it impossible for anyone to look. He sighed softly and said, "I don't know, how could I know?" Well, young master, I’m just a little butler, if I knew, I, who broke the secret, should have died in front of the guards, and you won’t be able to see me now!”

He stretched his arms lazily again, and said to Ye Zian: "I am very happy, young master, you are finally willing to face me. But before I ask you for a reward, I still need to clear a little obstacle, young master ...Wait for me..." His hand slightly brushed Ye Zi'an's face, with a hint of intimacy.

The housekeeper gently let go of Ye Zi'an's hand, pushed open the door of the piano room, and the cane tapped on the ground. He gradually walked away, his back was straight, and Ye Zi'an could feel the joyful breath emanating from his whole body.

After the housekeeper disappeared completely, Ye Zi'an touched his heart, thump, thump, thump!

In fact, what the butler said, the more Ye Zi'an thought about it, the more doubtful it became. However, the information he currently has is too little, so he can only re-deduce while collecting information.

In the first half of his life, he never did anything he was not sure about, but just now, he made a deal with the devil... Ye Zi'an didn't know whether it was good or bad, he was not even sure, he felt that his future was an abyss It is a swamp, and the dark road is mysterious and fatally attractive to him, just like a mysterious butler.

The piano room returned to silence, and there was a burnt piece of paper on the piano. Ye Zi'an walked over to pick it up, and it said: I died in the fire of greed, and was reborn in the fire of love.I adore him and want to have him, even though he doesn't know anything.

Maybe it's the game setting. The background is a European horror game, but the common font and language inside are still Chinese. Ye Zi'an looked at the information exposed on the burnt paper, and he felt a little hard to explain.

he?It's him on the piece of paper?

If the information revealed by Mr. Steward is correct, and if the ghost of the former guard who attacked Ye Zian in the piano room...then the guard who died in this piano room had hooked up with his wife, and the guard fell in love with someone else after death?

Or 'he'?

Ye Zi'an put the paper in his pocket and was about to go downstairs when Shen Jiarou's uncontrollable scream came from the studio. He subconsciously turned and ran towards the studio on the third floor. He, the eyeballs of the person in the painting turned towards Ye Zi'an's moving body.

The strong gaze made Ye Zian look towards the oil paintings in the gallery, and one oil painting after another returned to normal.The style of these oil paintings is dark, and the background color is mostly black and gray. The background is either a dilapidated house or a silent forest.

The studio is on the far right of the piano room. Ye Zi'an came to the door and knocked hard, "Shen Jiarou, can you hear me?"

Bang bang, the door made a dull sound, and there was no movement inside. It seemed that everything Ye Zi'an heard before was an illusion.

Shen Jiarou came to the studio, which was filled with beautiful oil paintings and classical sculptures. Shen Jiarou, who was wearing a black and white maid outfit, looked out of place here. She held a square scarf in her hand and followed the system prompts to start cleaning the huge studio bit by bit.

She picked up the fallen painting and straightened the statue.The paintings in the studio were as eerie and terrifying as the rows of pictures of beauties hanging in the corridor. Shen Jiarou placed a painting of a cathedral, blown away the dust on the painting, the cross was seen again, and the praying woman in the painting was pious and focused.

Shen Jiarou hung the painting back on the wall, and she turned to do other things. The praying woman in the painting shed blood and tears, dripping on Shen Jiarou's curly seaweed-like hair.

Shen Jiarou stumbled over another oil painting that suddenly collapsed. She couldn't recognize these famous paintings, let alone tell what was good about them. She just felt that in the oil painting she was setting right now, every character in the painting was staring fiercely. Looking at her, Shen Jiarou was disturbed by this kind of sight with strong hatred, she was in a trance, and the painting she just picked up fell to the ground again.

All the characters in the painting had more vicious and hateful expressions, but Shen Jiarou didn't know anything about it.

boom--

The white statue that was supported by Shen Jiarou before fell down again. She turned around and felt that the white statue looked very familiar for a moment, but she had no idea when she thought about it carefully.

How did the statue fall when there was no wind?

Shen Jiarou's ears moved. She pulled the gun out of her leather boots, pulled the trigger, and calmly and calmly fired three shots at the fallen sculpture. The statue burst, and white wriggling maggots emerged from the fragments, giving off a foul smell. Emanating from the statue, as if the statue were a rotting, maggoted man long dead—

More and more blood flowed out of the painting, Shen Jiarou immediately turned her head, an unknown black shadow suddenly attacked her, the well-trained Shen Jiarou quickly dodged the blow, she raised her hand holding the gun again, but the target was gone up.

Shen Jiarou looked around, white walls, dark paintings and statues polluted by paint.

Everything seems to be impossible to hide.

The lights in the studio were suddenly extinguished, and she couldn't see her fingers. Shen Jiarou took a step cautiously. She seemed to have stepped on some kind of soft and slender object—like a severed human hand.

The severed hand that was stepped on by her bent slightly, grabbed Shen Jiarou's ankle before Shen Jiarou could not guard against it, and then pulled it down, Shen Jiarou disappeared, the light in the studio was turned on again, and Ye Zi'an knocked on the door again , the door opened automatically for him.

The various oil paintings and sculptures inside are neatly arranged, so clean and bright that it seems that there is no need to clean them at all.

But Shen Jiarou was gone.

Ye Zi'an was very sure that he heard Shen Jiarou's cry, he didn't see anyone, and he didn't leave, but looked at the paintings hanging on the wall one by one.

Most of the paintings collected here are painted by unknown painters. Ye Zi'an also saw several masterpieces handed down from ancient times. This game is too real. Ye Zi'an looked at them one by one, and he couldn't tell whether the handed down paintings were real or not. .

Until he stopped in front of one of the masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, "I found you!" Ye Zi'an stretched out his hand.

Spanish painter Velazquez Guizhi has a representative work "Lady of the Palace", and Ye Zi'an was fortunate to see the original work in the Prado Museum in Madrid.

The painter is painting a portrait of the king and his wife. In the whole painting, only the shadows of the king and his wife appear in the mirror on the wall. From the perspective of the king and his wife: the sudden intrusion of the princess caused the maid servants to be in a hurry.

Even though Ye Zi'an only glanced briefly at the museum at that time, his super memory still allowed him to remember this masterpiece handed down from generation to generation - only the king and his wife were reflected on the mirror, how could there be a third person?

But now, there is a third person in the fake that appeared in the game. Even though the third person is very blurry, Ye Zi'an still called softly: "Sister Jiarou."