There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 632
Chapter 632: Chapter 546: Here is an Abyss Behemoth Chapter 632: Chapter 546: Here is an Abyss Behemoth North Mountain, mid-slope.
Inside Wang Tiezhu’s stone brick house.
Xu Shuo was accurately delivered to his front door by the bride, who stood under the moonlight in her resplendent red wedding dress, enchanting and beautiful.
Placed amidst the lively daytime with drumming and gongs, such a red would be very festive, but in the midst of the night, swirling with white petals and deadly silence, this red became particularly terrifying.
The bride stood quietly in the courtyard, facing the entrance to the house and also facing Xu Shuo, without speaking.
She was like a wax figure brought to life.
Xu Shuo didn’t speak either.
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After a lengthy and calm stare down, it was the bride who ultimately retreated first.
She tilted her head towards the house, “Go inside.”
Xu Shuo’s expression instantly became a bit delicate as he asked with a frown, “Have I met you before?”
The bride’s tone remained the same, “Go inside.”
But Xu Shuo continued to speak to himself, “I thought your face looked familiar when I was in the Illusory Realm, and after meeting Zhu Aidie, I thought I had remembered the wrong person.”
The bride lowered her voice, “Go inside.”
“But now that I think about it, you still look very familiar.”
“Don’t make me say it again!”
With no wind, the bride’s wedding dress moved on its own, the red veil embroidered with the “Double Happiness” symbol fluttered slightly, and besides the suppressed, hoarse voice, a fierce aura began to rise uncontrollably!
A thick scent of blood emanated from her, as if brewing a violent storm, and the surrounding air currents started to stir, making the atmosphere suddenly tense.
Xu Shuo paused for a moment, then turned and walked towards the house.
But as he reached the doorway, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, then turned to look at the bride engulfed by the ferocious aura.
Xu Shuo spoke, “Have you finished the Osmanthus Cake?”
As his words fell, the blood-colored qi that had filled the courtyard stagnated, then slowly began to dissipate somewhat.
The bride returned to her calm, standing there quietly, dignified and elegant.
Xu Shuo, looking at the Osmanthus Tree in the courtyard, said, “It’s a pity that this tree hasn’t bloomed yet; otherwise, I could continue making some.”
Following his gaze, the bride looked over.
And in the next moment, the Osmanthus Tree, which had been waiting to bloom, blossomed, with strands of scarlet qi winding around the tree, hastening the swift blooming of those rice-sized buds.
But the flowers were blood-colored.
After the tree finished blooming, the bride turned her head back to look at Xu Shuo again.
Xu Shuo: “…”
He walked over and plucked a cluster of osmanthus flowers.
They were real.
And they even emitted a scent of blood.
However, Osmanthus Cakes made with these flowers, probably only the bride would dare to eat them.
He wouldn’t dare to eat them.
All of a sudden, Xu Shuo turned to look around the courtyard and saw the bride’s figure gradually blur and disappear.
He could no longer sense her presence, which meant she must have left the place.
The moon was clear, and stars sparse, and the sounds of birds and insects echoed from the back mountain.
Twisting a red osmanthus flower in his hand, Xu Shuo pondered for a moment, then opened the Player’s Handbook.
He then sent out a Little Flying Message.
After a short while.
Hong Rao copied over “One Hundred Ways to Make Osmanthus Cake” for him.
She also added a comment: [Shuo, if you had been diligent enough to cooperate with me on earlier runs, our mentor-student relationship would have leveled up long ago.
At level two, I could have directly teleported items to you.
And hey, you had more than a dozen pieces of Osmanthus Cake, you shouldn’t have run out so quickly after just one encounter, it’s not a one-time use item after all!]
Xu Shuo: “…”
Giving away one piece at a time, how stingy would that be?
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He gave away a whole plate at once.
Wouldn’t that max out the favorability directly?!
Besides, blood-red Osmanthus Cake imbued with Resentment Energy, even if you could directly teleport items, you wouldn’t find this particular variety!
Xu Shuo justified to himself in his mind.
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This night was destined to leave many unable to sleep.
The next morning.
A refreshed Xu Shuo stepped out of the house, looked at the Osmanthus Tree in the courtyard with red blossoms, and felt a sense of comprehension in his heart.
The bride’s Resentment Energy was not only effective at night.
This tree really did bloom.
It was spurred by resentment energy.
Before the villagers noticed the situation in their own yard, Xu Shuo took out his wand and knocked all the Osmanthus flowers off.
In an instant, the ground beneath the tree was covered in crimson.
And just as he was gathering the flowers, the Old Village Chief sneakily peeked around the gate.
Without even lifting his head, Xu Shuo asked, “What is it?”
The chief glanced around cautiously, “Is that girl here?”
“She’s not.”
Assured, the chief stepped into the yard with a sigh of relief, only to turn and see Xu Shuo holding a bamboo tray piled with clusters of red flowers.
The flowers were a bright red, with a corolla that was four-petaled and vivid as if they were dyed with blood.
The chief looked at the bamboo tray in Xu Shuo’s arms and then looked up at the bare Osmanthus Tree in the corner of the yard.
His expression gradually turned strange.
“What are these?” the chief asked.
“Osmanthus flowers I just picked,” replied Xu Shuo as he walked into the kitchen with the bamboo tray and set a pot over the fire, then poured the red Osmanthus flowers into it and began to stir fry them.
Logically, Osmanthus flowers should be dried.
But it was already good enough that it wasn’t raining on such a cloudy day.
Watching by the side, the chief’s face grew even stranger, “Are you planning to make Osmanthus Cake?”
Xu Shuo hummed an affirmation, focusing on frying the flowers.
Thus, the scene fell silent.
The chief didn’t speak anymore; he just stood by and watched him make Osmanthus Cake.
After the Osmanthus flowers had been stir-fried till they lost their moisture, they were reduced to a large bowlful.
Xu Shuo then took a stone mortar, added sugar and pounded the dried flowers into a powder, ultimately leaving only a small bowl.
As the sun rose high in the sky, the entire Osmanthus Village, surrounded by the four mountains, had already come alive again.
Except for the gathering at the Wang family at the foot of West Mountain, which was slightly restless, it was as if nothing had happened last night, and the villagers went to the fields with their hoes as usual.
But even this leisurely, serene farming life always held an undertone of strangeness.
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In the kitchen.
As Xu Shuo began mixing the rice flour, the chief, who had found a stool to sit on, finally spoke up again, “Your two uncles who went missing last night haven’t been found yet.”
“Is that so?
That’s quite unfortunate,” said Xu Shuo as he earnestly mixed the mixture in the mortar.
“The situation they encountered was probably similar to what happened to us,” the chief sighed.
They faced a ‘ghost hitting the wall’ illusion on their way down the mountain, but as they weren’t ordinary people, finding a way out of the Illusory Realm wasn’t hard for them.
But those two villagers, without some stroke of luck, might be trapped there for a lifetime.
The chief had no way of finding them for the time being.
Thinking for a moment, Xu Shuo looked towards the back mountain, “You should change your approach.
The reasons why they encountered these events might indicate where they will eventually end up.”
The chief was taken aback by his words.
Then, he suddenly understood, picked up his walking stick, and hurriedly got up and walked out.
Xu Shuo carried the mortar, continuing to mix as he followed behind.
In an era without machines, manually mixing the coarse rice flour to achieve a smooth, fine texture was truly difficult!
The two of them went around the back of the house into the mountainside.
After following a trail opened by Wang Tiezhu for hunting, the chief turned his steps into an overgrown thicket that headed downhill.
After a while,
the view suddenly opened up before their eyes.
It was clusters upon clusters of tombstones.
Hundreds of densely packed tombstones stood on the slopes, neatly arranged despite the overgrown weeds which showed that the villagers still took care of this place annually.
The lack of large trees and undergrowth meant the sight before them appeared to be almost entirely made up of black stones.
This was Osmanthus Village’s graveyard.
Therefore, the yin energy here was extremely heavy.
Xu Shuo looked up to see the sky above the graveyard clouded with a thick and weighty darkness, swirling as if in the throes of a brewing hurricane and thunderstorm, filled with destructive power!
In the words of Themis—
There was an Abyss Behemoth here.
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