Who is a good person getting married in the middle of the night? Only those things prefer this time of night. But everyone around me seems to agree with this idea. "Master Lin is really kind to the young lady. I wonder who is destined to be able to carry such a beautiful lady into the bridal chamber today." "Hahahaha, Miss Lin is only twenty-eight years old. She must like handsome people. All the talented people here have hope." "Who says otherwise? Mr. Lin might also want to have a son-in-law who can ride a dragon quickly and achieve fame and glory in the future." The surrounding guests were talking loudly, drinking and having fun, but Lin Qing and his group had a stiff atmosphere at the table, and no one was eating or drinking. As long as you have some brains, you won't touch such a stupid thing. It seemed like there was a vacuum between us and the happy neighboring tables. In order to avoid leaking information, several people directly exchanged information in the group instead of speaking.
Fortunately, the brain connection technology of the bracelet is very mature. You can look at the panel directly without wasting any time. Meng Shan frowned dissatisfied and complained in a low voice: "This damn place is so noisy that my ears hurt. I thought I could see Mr. Lin, but I didn't expect to see even a ghost." Feng Shuo pinched her earlobe and curved his lips with a smile: "My dear, don't worry. What's so good about an old man? I think Miss Lin has quite a problem." Meng Shan snorted coldly: "Feng Shuo, don't be seduced by that female ghost. Butler Wang just said that everyone here has a chance. If she chooses you, don't do anything to regret me. thing?" Feng Shuo kissed her: "How could it be? My dear, the only person I love is you." Qi Sheng looked at the two people showing affection in front of him, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but grasp the tea cup on the table. Tu Peng also sighed: "This Mr. Lin really has a lot of pomp and circumstance. He just wants to find a husband for his daughter. How does he know if he is a good match?" Qi Sheng smiled bitterly: "Who knows, maybe they are just going through the process." The babbling on the stage sounded again, accompanied by music, and the room was full of guests. There was really a lively atmosphere. Lin Qing was so noisy that her brain hurt. She felt that Mr. Lin would definitely not let them go. As for who it is, it's hard to say. The chosen ones are not so lucky after all. As for the dungeon mission and what is the truth about the Lin Mansion, Lin Qing feels that it is not that simple to investigate clearly. According to the information she currently has, none of the people she met in the Lin Mansion, except the players, looked like living people. It can only mean that Lin Mansion is a ghost house. Dungeon Task 1 is a very general question. If Lin Qing answers that it is a haunted house, that is also part of the truth. It seems that if we want to truly solve this problem, we have to find the root cause from the owner of the Lin Mansion and Miss Lin. This involves how to get close to them.
In other words, who can be chosen by "them". In addition, Lin Qing noticed that her prompt system seemed quieter than the previous two worlds. There is no encouragement or support for the main mission. It means that the difficulty of this task may be beyond her acceptance range, and even the system cannot judge it. "Are we just going to sit here?" Meng Shan was lying on the table and stretched her limbs, "I can't eat or drink, so I just sit and wait to make people tired. This is really not what humans do." She took Feng Shuo's arm and coquettishly said: "A Shuo, I'm really annoyed. Can we go for a walk? It's better than staying in this ghost place all the time." "It should be soon, my dear." Feng Shuo kissed her forehead, "Time flies here so fast that it may not be a real day. Just wait." Qi Sheng was also a little confused: "I thought something would happen when we were asked to come over. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a party. Will Mr. Lin let us go?" Lin Qing shook her head, aware of the cold gaze on the back of her head, and sent a message in the group: "Just now, I seemed to be looking at each other with that Miss Lin." "She should be a ghost." "Haha, who's not a ghost? This place is so weird, it's not the ghosts that have the problem." Meng Shan directly criticized her. "This is different. There is a big difference between ghost marriage and human marriage." Qi Sheng also said, "You mean, the breakthrough point will be Miss Lin?" Lin Qing replied: "Yes, no matter which one of us is selected, there should be a breakthrough. This is the key to the mission." Tu Peng also thought of the key: "In this case, we can also send people to see where the master and the lady live. What's going on? Maybe we can find some secrets." Lin Qing nodded: "That's right." Soon, as expected, the time for the banquet passed quickly, and the sky outside became dark again. This is only 2 hours of actual time. It wasn't until the banquet was about to end that the two figures behind the screen on the second floor made any movement. Soon, three servants from the Lin Mansion ran down from the second floor. They all held an invitation in their hands, and it looked like they were going to distribute it to the guests present. Lin Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she had a vague and unpleasant premonition. Sure enough, these three servants ran directly to their table. They stood in a row and handed out the wedding invitation in their hands. The surrounding guests seemed to be very interested and looked over with great interest. This place officially became the center and focus of all attention. Chirped: "Wow, what good luck!" "Lin's son-in-law Chenglong!" "Miss Lin's husband!"
The words of these people became louder and louder, and seemed to echo directly in his mind. Qi Sheng was also surprised, looking at the invitation in front of him, shaking his head left and right. "Ah, this is too careless." Meng Shan had a gloomy face and clenched her teeth: "This damn ghost thing." Feng Shuo took an invitation calmly: "It's just a task, what's there to worry about. But this number is indeed a bit strange." He looked at Tu Peng, and then at Lin Qing who was in deep thought, and said hesitantly: "Master Lin, you should be a woman, right?" Lin Qing also hesitated: "I think so." Tu Peng took the wedding invitation in front of her, "If you are, keep it, what are you doing?" Lin Qing still looked a little confused, pointing at herself with her index finger: "Ah? Me?" Tu Peng looked angry and put it in her arms: "Yes, keep it!" Lin Qing was puzzled and put it away until she saw her name printed on the wedding invitation. He scratched his head in confusion: "But I'm a woman?" Tu Peng had already left. Qi Sheng saw the attitude of the servants in the Lin Mansion. If they didn't accept the wedding invitation, they wouldn't let them leave. He hurriedly took it. When he saw his name, he didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief.