Everyone Is Mysterious Except Me

“Congratulations, you’ve been accepted.”

Chen Xiao’ai, dazed, shook hands with the interviewer lady, thinking her luck since transmigrating was just one good break after another.

Though...

Chapter 055 Banquet

Chapter 055 Banquet

Chen Xiao'er took the doll and quietly put it into her sleeve.

Stealing~Of course it’s not stealing.

This rag doll is obviously a scoring prop in the game. For everyone's credits, it's reasonable for me to try my best to get the props in the plot, right?

Moreover, this staff member deliberately lay there carelessly and showed me the back of his head. Isn't he reminding the players to "take it quickly"?

If you don’t get it now, you might have to play some disgusting game like “eating medicinal cockroaches alive” to get it later.

There might be countless cameras hidden around, recording the players' confused expressions.

What if the teacher reviews the course in class at the beginning of the school year and plays the video? Everyone finds out that you even missed the easy-to-get-point questions, then they will definitely punch you in the face in their hearts.

Xiao'ai flashed to the left with a sly look in her eyes, and only dared to look back after she strolled into the yard next door.

The staff was still lying motionless under the tree, and all around was quiet. It seemed that the mission of this yard was temporarily completed. Where should we go next?

She walked along the courtyard and suddenly saw a team of staff passing by in a queue.

Each of them wore full makeup, some with face paint, others with ornaments resembling craft pottery jars on their heads. The actors twisted their bodies slightly, waving black oilcloths as they walked.

The oilcloth was very long. The people at the front and the back held the head and tail, while the others held the edge of the middle section, turning their bodies as they walked forward like dancing lions.

Did I trigger a special mission?

Chen Xiao'er watched for a while, and when the last dancer walked into the corridor, she followed quietly behind.

There was tinkling music all around, as if there was a hidden speaker playing background music.

The dancers seemed to notice her pursuit and their walking speed gradually turned into a jog, and finally disappeared in the middle of a rockery.

Where are the people?

Chen Xiao'er hurried over, but the rockery was covered with moss and there was no trace of footprints at all.

Such a large group of people came here on purpose, there must be a secret passage or clue!

She squatted down and fumbled around for a while, not caring whether there were bugs on the grass. After groping in the mud for a while, she actually felt some bumps.

“This is…”

Chen Xiao'er used her fingers to dig for a while, easily peeling off the shallow layer of soil, and peeling off a layer of strange red patterns.

The pattern is made of broken stones, the texture and color are very similar to cinnabar, and it feels soft to the touch.

Good job, hiding the clues underground.

Xiao'ai looked at the red pattern, which was about one meter square, and fell into deep thought: She had never studied cryptography or folklore, and knew nothing about special patterns.

Foreign languages in this world are extremely difficult to learn but they are not compulsory courses, so of course she did not choose to take them in high school.

Or - try a web search?

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao'er wiped her hands with a tissue, then took out her cell phone and took a photo.

Ever since she forgot to bring her cell phone and fell down the stairs with Xinnaya last time, she now checks to see if her cell phone is with her wherever she goes.

A complete photo soon appeared on the screen, but when she opened the search software, she found that this broken engine did not have an image recognition function.

What a trouble!

Chen Xiao'er began to search for keywords such as "script killing", "how to decipher pattern codes", and "special emblems", but of course found nothing.

The communication level on the Chixing network is too low, and a lot of information is only circulated in closed forums. She doesn't usually pay attention to related information, so she can't find anything at all.

Chen Xiao'er's eyes began to glance at an app called "Make Money" in the corner.

This app is a bit like Taobao + Xianyu of Blue Star. There will be many people placing and accepting commissions and selling various things.

When she was in high school, she didn't need to buy anything from it. She just took on commissions along the way during practical classes.

For example, errands such as "helping a patient get medicine from the hospital", "needing certain wild plants", and "I left my phone at the cinema, can someone help me get it?"

The platform has quite a lot of traffic. Should I post this picture and ask everyone to solve the puzzle?

She had just finished editing the post and quickly deleted it: "No, no, we're in military training right now." Although the teacher didn't say off-site consultations were forbidden, exams were generally closed-book by default.

Moreover, if you post the commission directly on the Zhuanleme platform, it will definitely be discovered by the teacher.

Even if it wasn't a violation, if the professors noticed that I did it, they would definitely have some opinions about me, thinking, "Is this student too good at causing trouble?"

Chen Xiao'er hesitated for a while and decided to ask for help from netizens!

Xiao Nuan surfs the internet all day long, maybe she can solve this problem? If that doesn't work, then go back to Xing Shuyao and the others. Every student in our class is a talented person.

【Xiao Ai: Xiao Nuan, I have a question for you. 】

【Xiao Ai: 【Picture】】

[Xiao Ai: I'm solving a puzzle in the script-killing arena. Can you help me figure out what this puzzle means?]

Didi.

【Xiao Nuan: Destroy these stones immediately.】

?

How to decrypt it if it is destroyed?

Just as Xiao'ai was about to ask, Xiaonuan began to explain in detail.

[Xiao Nuan: Actually, the message these stones spell out is very simple. You can understand it as: Please clean up this place and take out the things below.]

[Xiao Nuan: So the best way to deal with it is to clear out all similar patterns.]

[Xiao Nuan: Don't worry, there should be a souvenir underneath after you clean it up. Just put it away.]

If someone else, such as Sister Lan, sent such a message, Xiao'er would be somewhat suspicious.

But Xiao Nuan never jokes around, so she decided to believe it first.

Chen Xiao'er looked around like a thief, making sure that no other staff members were around to see her before she picked up a relatively large stone and started digging down.

The pattern constructed with cinnabar stones was soon dug into dog-gnawed pits here and there, with some broken mushrooms and clay overflowing from the soil, and the color became darker and darker.

As Chen Xiao'er was digging, she finally heard a clang sound.

There really is something underneath!

She reached out her hand with joy and dug out a red and white pebble from the soil.

Chen Xiao'er quickly ran to the nearby pond and splashed water, washing her hands and pebbles clean.

She wrapped the pebbles in a handkerchief and took photos of them together with the doll.

Xiao Ai: Thank you! It turns out there really are bonus points.

[Xiao Ai: You've played similar script-killing games before, right? Hey, can you give me a spoiler?]

[Xiao Nuan: I’ve seen a lot indeed.]

[Xiao Nuan: Don't worry, these designs are quite rigid for you.]

[Xiao Nuan: If you don't know how to crack it, just get as many props as possible.]

[Xiao Nuan: These are just the basic rules. The staff can't do anything to you.]

【Xiao Ai: Thank you~】

Chen Xiao'er mua~ took a sniff of the phone and stood up happily.

She glanced at the sky and realized the dancers' intention in holding the black oilcloth.

The surrounding treetops are hung with gray and black plastic sheets. They probably want to use this method to create the dark atmosphere of night in the afternoon. It is quite labor-intensive.

Regardless~ Where should I go to get points next? I'm more suited to simple and crude ways of getting extra points than solving puzzles!

Chen Xiao'er looked around eagerly and immediately noticed the most conspicuous building here: the main mahogany house with a tall pavilion.

There is a spacious main hall inside, which is where the protagonists hold meetings, have meals, and carry out most of the plots.

What a beautiful ancient building... Since I play the role of the fifth young lady, it is reasonable for me to pay my respects to all the elders and brothers after returning.

She unconsciously took a step forward and walked towards the main house.

My name is Xu She, I'm thirty-two years old. On the surface, I'm the second son of the Xu family. I'm a refined gentleman, eloquent, and enjoy painting and raising birds. But in reality, I'm a bandit? A bandit who serves God?

Pop.

Xu She put away the folding fan, then gently spread it out, carefully examining the black snake patterns on it.

My memory is becoming increasingly shallow and confused.

It shouldn't have been too long since I sneaked into the Xu Mansion, but as long as a while passes, Xu Snake - or I used to be called other names, will completely turn into a bandit, or the real Second Young Master Xu.

And among all of you here, how many of you are like me?

Xu She looked inside through the cover of the fan, and the first person he saw was Xu Pei, the eldest brother, who was sitting at the top.

This man was over eight feet tall, with a ruddy complexion and a righteous look between his eyebrows - but he was definitely not a companion.

Xu Pei had a very close connection with the entire mansion and was undoubtedly the treasure keeper. Therefore, no matter how many days passed, he remained unchanged, his voice as resounding as a bell and his work as steady and balanced.

Next is the third wife, who lives some distance away from the eldest brother.

She was the last widow to be appointed as the wife of the "master". As she had no children, she seemed to have no say in front of the grown-up young masters and young ladies.

However, all the servants are managed by the Third Wife, who is actually a very important figure in the mansion.

The seventh concubine stood behind the third wife, holding the four-year-old boy. She had no right to sit at the table and always kept her head down and listened attentively.

The empty seat on the left belonged to Xu Shu, the third young master of the Xu family. He was an expert whipper, and it was suspected that he had some connection with the third wife.

This person usually doesn't hang out with others, always keeps to himself, and his actions are quite suspicious.

Fourth Young Master… or perhaps Fourth Young Miss? Anyway, that position, like the Fifth Young Master, would likely belong to my companions, or people with similar positions to mine.

Unfortunately, the previous fourth young master passed away a few days ago, and the position has not yet been filled.

Thinking of this, Xu She pinched his eyebrows painfully: There must be a big flaw in my memory, especially regarding the sense of the passage of time.

I have a special premonition about many things. Is it because “many days have passed” or “it has been repeated many times”?

"Second brother, why don't you eat?"

Xu She pulled himself together, put away his folding fan, and reached for his chopsticks: "I drank too much wine at noon, and I feel dizzy and a little nauseous."

He picked up two chopsticks with a smile, poked a small piece of beef from the plate, and stuffed it into his mouth with extremely slow movements.

The food on the table was surrounded by a wisp of black air, and anyone who saw it would know that there would be problems if they ate it.

Xu Snake chewed it carefully. The texture of the vegetarian beef was worse than that of ordinary rice, and it was very pungent on the tongue, corroding the tongue coating like pineapple. I really don't know why the vegetarian meat made with this noodle is so unpalatable.

He observed several "relatives" out of the corner of his eye. They didn't eat very happily either, and he couldn't tell who were his companions.

Ding bell~

The pearl necklace at the door jingled, and the little maid lifted one side with a bamboo pole and called out crisply, "Fifth Miss is here~"

A young girl in moon-white clothes walked out from behind the door curtain with a smile on her lips, but no one noticed that smile.

Because her hands, like water chestnuts, were dripping with blood, and thick blood was lingering around her fingertips and fingertips, constantly dissipating as she walked.