When I Enter Golden Ranking Novels as a Tucao Role

I was a senior Jinjiang reader.

Then I died, and as expected, I was bound to something called the [Tucao System].

Other people's transmigration is dramatic, romantic, and even satis...

Chapter 76 ah?

Chapter 76 ah?

“…”

I sat in the room and looked at Zhou Tianqi in confusion.

I'm not sure if he remembered anything, and I can't tell him directly. Who knows if the anomaly is secretly watching us from somewhere.

I didn't speak and he didn't speak either.

Hate him for being a piece of wood!

"Aqi, right? The young master wants to ask you a question." I simply acted like a dandy young master.

"I heard that you and Aying grew up in a theater troupe. When did you come here?"

Zhou Tianqi glanced at me and said, "I heard from Aying that he just came to the city this month."

"Master, I have never been out of the city. Can you tell me what it is like outside the city?"

"Outside the city..." He paused.

"I hit my head a few days ago, and I don't remember much before that."

"...But I remember Ah Ying told me that the people outside the city are refugees and bandits, and that being able to enter the city is a blessing."

"Aying said, Aying said, you remember everything you said to your sister clearly." I glanced at him. He had a blank expression on his face, but he answered every question. His dance dress was neatly arranged, and he sat straighter.

"What else did your sister say?"

"Aying also said that she..."

The door was violently pushed open from the outside.

"Who—" I turned around and saw the servant rushing in with a panicked look on his face.

"Young Master... Miss Aying, Miss Aying..." He panted, his voice trembling. "She's... hanged to death."

"What?" I was stunned. "Take me to see it."

No, what kind of script is this?

I walked out and glanced at Zhou Tianqi. He had already stood up and followed me, looking anxious and panicked.

For a moment I couldn't tell whether this was real or just an act.

When we hurried to the servant's room, we saw a lot of people gathered at the door.

"Young Master." Seeing me coming, he made way for me.

I looked into the room. Aying was hanging from a large red cloth strip on the beam. Her tongue was sticking out and her eyes were staring at the door. There were clear bloodshot eyes, her pupils were dilated and cloudy, and her skin was a bluish-purple color.

It was just like looking at me.

It doesn't look like he was just hanged.

There is a feeling that it was deliberately designed for the purpose of achieving a horror effect.

...This anomaly is quite artistic.

The people around were terrified.

"What are you standing there for? Put her down first. Young master has raised a bunch of trash by raising you guys?" I kicked the servant next to me, playing the image of a rude and unreasonable young master to the extreme.

Zhou Tianqi stood by without saying a word.

After putting Aying down, Zhou Tianqi walked over and looked at the corpse without saying a word.

"Master...what should we do?" the servant asked me.

I glanced at the servant and said, "What should we do? It's just a dancer who died. Don't we still have Ah Qi?"

When Zhou Tianqi heard this, he felt as if something had hit him.

He turned and gave us a look full of hatred.

The servant next to him was so frightened that he took two steps back, "How dare you! What's that look in your eyes? How dare you look at the young master like that? Don't you want your eyes anymore?!"

I walked over and took Zhou Tianqi's hand. "Ah Qi, I know I'm very sad that A Ying died, but A Ying committed suicide, and there's nothing I can do."

I quietly squeezed his palm, but he didn't react. I looked at the people around me and said, "Look, since the young master likes you, you can kill anyone you want to vent your anger. The young master will support you."

When I said this, everyone around me gasped.

The servant's face turned bitter, "Master...Master, what are you doing..."

"Shut up. Everyone in this city listens to me, young master. What's wrong with killing a few people?" I looked at him. "Don't tell me you don't want to listen to me anymore?"

These words seemed to have magical power, and the servant and the people around him stopped in their tracks.

"No... that's not the case. Of course, whatever you say is what I will do."

The servant became humble and submissive, completely unlike what he was just now.

"Why don't you go get the sword for Qi?"

Soon the sword that had cut Aying was brought out and Zhou Tianqi held it in his hand.

He looked around at the people around him, then at me.

No, you're not going to chop me, are you?

Do you have memories or not?!

"Master...Aqi, do you really want to kill anyone you want?" His expression was a little pitiful, a bit like Aying yesterday.

The tea is ready! Zhou Tianqi!

I nodded under his gaze.

"Master, my words are binding. Don't move a muscle."

Then he slashed the hand of the servant who was carrying Aying down with his sword. His hand was steady and accurate, and his entire left hand was removed.

"Ahhh——" The servant who was chopped screamed, and Zhou Tianqi cut off his right hand with another sword.

"You guys are allowed to touch Ah Ying's body?"

The servant fell to the ground and blood began to spread slowly on the ground, almost flowing to my feet. I took two steps back.

The screams over there had stopped abruptly. Zhou Tianqi's sword had cut the servant's neck. The man was not dead yet, but he could no longer make any sound. He controlled the strength very accurately.

And then the next one.

Next one.

Until I had nowhere to hide, there was blood everywhere, and the blood seeped up along the corners of my clothes that were dragged on the ground. The ground was littered with "corpses" with their throats slit and still gasping for breath.

[…Host, do I need to block you? ]

Not necessarily, he's just a pervert, and all of this is fake.

[Xiaoyu, why don't you take him to see a psychiatrist?]

There were "people" lying everywhere.

Zhou Tianqi, wearing a red dress and holding a sword, stood in the middle.

And me, wearing a white shirt, standing in a pool of blood... and the servant next to me.

It was fun to kill that kid, right?

No one on earth died, but no one could live either.

Aying's body is the only real body on this ground.

There was some blood splattered on his face, and he looked up at me and the servant next to me.

"Young... Young Master." The servant beside me subconsciously grabbed my sleeve, "Madman——"

"Ah Qi, are you having fun?"

I asked him.

He raised an eyebrow, "I'm a little tired, but I can still kill a few more."

I looked at the servant next to me, and he was stunned.

"Master—Master, we grew up together. Master, please spare my life."

I looked at him with a smile, "But now I want to please Ah Qi, and there is no one else in the house——"

The servant wanted to run, but his feet couldn't move at all.

He looked at Zhou Tianqi, his eyes bloodshot, "Why don't you kill the young master? It was the young master who killed your brother - why don't you kill him?"

"younger brother?"

He stepped over the corpses and walked over slowly. "I don't have any brothers. I only have a sister."

He raised his sword.

At the moment the sword fell—

The scene changed.

Time went back to a few hours ago, that afternoon that felt so long to me, and time was reset.

I:……

No, if things don’t go according to the script, we can start over, right?

Then wouldn't Zhou Tianqi's memory also be reset? !

——Not necessarily. After all, we probably haven’t discovered this anomaly yet and we have no memory of it. After all, Zhou Tianqi acted like a perverted sister-con, and I acted like a lust-obsessed playboy.

There are no flaws in the character.

At most, my previous memories were cleared. I'm fine because the oral liquid is still working. I wonder how Zhou Tianqi is doing?

However, after exchanging intelligence with Zhou Tianqi, I discovered that this anomaly probably doesn't want us to leave the city.

Aying told Zhou Tianqi that it was dangerous outside the city and a happy life inside the city.

The servant told me that I had the final say in everything in the city.

The implicit meaning is don't go out.

So - is his core outside?

Can Villar come out?

[It should be possible - but without that mirror as a medium, some of my abilities may not be usable.]

【If you use it, you may be discovered.】

It's okay, just go out and see what's outside the city, and don't get discovered.

Then I felt a gust of wind blowing past me. The servant next to me sneezed and looked around in confusion.

"Let's go out for a walk." I said to the servant next to me.

He: "Ah? Master, what should we do about this dinner?"

"Of course we'll start again when I get back," I said matter-of-factly. "Let's go see that Huren troupe again. I've never seen so many Huren in my life."

He could only nod and follow me.

As I stepped out of the house, the outside suddenly became bustling with people, just like yesterday. All this showed that this city revolved around "Young Master Wen".

Everyone serves me.

Everyone exists for me.

Everyone truly loves Master Devin.

If I didn't have the memory, I wouldn't really think there was anything wrong with it.

Walking along the road, I saw the same people as yesterday. These people were the ones who were planned. When I arrived at the stage, this time I did not go to the restaurant, but walked into the Hu people's troupe, squeezed into the crowd and walked forward quickly.

"Young Master..." The servant could hardly keep up with me from behind, but I could still hear his voice, as if everyone around me could become a servant.

Young Master Wen needs a servant by his side.

This is the setting.

Then I pulled back the curtain on the troupe's backstage.

It's empty inside.

Then I was in a trance again, and a group of busy actors, running Hu people, and various props appeared in front of me, as if the emptiness just now was just an illusion.

But I know that’s not the case. This anomaly really can’t sustain so many people at the same time.

It was just like before I walked out of the Wen Mansion’s gate - I didn’t hear any sound from the street across the gate.

I don’t know what the Wen Mansion looks like now.

I don’t know if Zhou Tianqi discovered anything.

"Master, you're walking too fast." The servant appeared behind me, panting.

Where is the anomaly?

Or, are these all him?

"I find these barbarians a bit annoying. Why are there no beautiful dancers?" I asked the servant.

He paused, "Master, you bought the two most beautiful dancers in this troupe last night."

Then he suddenly froze in place.

It was as if time had stopped for everyone around them.

[——Xiaoyu, be careful, I just discovered that the space around you and Zhou Tianqi is the only one that exists.]

【Everywhere else is nothingness.】

[It's like a game that hasn't finished loading resources.]

Veraer's voice rang in my head, but it seemed a little late.

The actors in the troupe, the Hu people passing by, the children holding candied haws, the audience watching the play, all the "people" around me looked at me and said, "Master, it's time to go back to the mansion for the dinner."

They spoke in unison, and the sound waves seemed to be about to blow the top of my head off.

If I want to maintain my persona now, should I act a little scared?

...But I know everything just by looking at them.

Zhou Tianqi took action.

He must have found the core, "Hundred Forms and Thousands of Faces" no longer has the energy to pay attention to me.

A flame ignited at my fingertips. "Oh, what is this, young master? When will I be able to light a fire on my hand——"

He pretended to be panicked, waved his hands, and ran into the crowd.

Yang Fire loves ghost energy the most, and almost everyone I touch is ignited.

"What's the fire? Put out the fire! Put out the fire!"

I shouted as I continued to push through the crowd and run towards Wen Mansion.

Burn, burn—

"Ah—Master, it's time to go back home...to attend the dinner—"

"Master...dinner..."

"Return home..."

"Young Master."

"Young Master."

"few……"

The fire behind me grew bigger and bigger, and more and more people followed me.

Then I saw the gate of Wen Mansion. The gate was open and blue flames jumped out from inside.

Zhou Tianqi jumped out of the door wearing a red dress that she would wear for the evening performance.

The peony on the head has been frozen.

We looked at each other and he threw something at me.

It was a face, it belonged to Aying.

I held it in my hand and was stunned for a moment.

"ignition."

He spoke so succinctly that my flames instantly engulfed the face.

The world suddenly stopped and everything disappeared.

The burning people behind, the streets, the gate of Wen Mansion... all disappeared and turned into pitch black.

It's just him and me.

He pointed the sword at me.

I was wearing a white shirt and he was wearing a red skirt.

They are all very conspicuous colors in the dark.

"A Hundred Forms and Thousand Faces, why don't you get off my sister?"

He said this to me.

I:?

Wait a moment.

ah? ? ?

【ah? ? ? 】

No, you are already the system, what are you doing here?!