Buddhist player

A few minutes later, the group, having changed their clothes, sat down around the fire.

Because it was a bit inconvenient to eat barbecue while sitting on the sofa, the bard and the Dao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Dao worked together to pile the sofas together in a circle, and then everyone sat down around the fire inside the circle surrounded by the sofas.

Since he had brought a bunch of barbecue supplies, Bai Chen naturally didn't forget to bring some stools and small folding stools. He originally wanted to cook for himself, but after burning several sausages in a row, Dao Ke Dao Bu Chang Chang Dao couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to take over the barbecue task.

Bai Chen was quite pleased with this, and then leisurely started making instant noodles on the side...

If you disregard the fact that the Tiger King is still bound and unconscious on the sofa next to you, and the bloodstained kitchen knife on the coffee table, the scene actually looks quite heartwarming.

"Well, can we exchange information now?"

The bard glanced at the skewer of grilled meat that Dao Ke Dao had handed him, then at Dao Ke Dao's skewer of grilled meat, which was sizzling over there, and felt inexplicably tired.

He should have been nervous, but in this strange atmosphere, surrounded by the aroma of cumin, he found himself unable to feel nervous at all...

"Okay, but let's take care of his matter first."

Bai Chen's gaze inadvertently drifted to the white candle standing on the coffee table, then he looked at the Tiger King, who was still bound hand and foot on the sofa.

"Uh... I don't know what happened either. After he went into the kitchen, I was going to follow him, but I noticed that he suddenly walked straight to the cutting board and picked up a cleaver..."

Recalling what had happened, even though it was all in the past, he was still trembling with fear as he huddled by the fire, watching the falling maple leaves.

"At that time, it was as if he was controlled by something. He picked up the knife and slashed wildly. If his physical flexibility hadn't decreased so much, I wouldn't have been able to subdue him."

"If that's the case, why didn't you come out and ask us for help back then?"

Unconsciously, the bard frowned.

"I tried, but the door was suddenly locked from the inside and I couldn't open it at all."

Holding a cup of hot tea in both hands, she blew away a maple leaf with a wronged expression.

"I tried to run upstairs, but Tiger King blocked my way, so I could only run around in circles with him in the living room. You wouldn't believe it, he was like a serial killer back then..."

"So you have no clue why Tiger King went berserk and lost control... Was it the kitchen?"

The bard frowned slightly and looked up towards the kitchen.

The mission name was cryptic, the Tiger King suddenly went berserk, and the eerie phenomena at the neighboring villa during the downpour... Too many strange things happened in a short period of time for him to keep up.

"Not necessarily, it could also be that kitchen knife."

While eating instant noodles, Bai Chen casually added a comment.

"Don't those kinds of plot devices always appear in horror movies? Like a cursed kitchen knife or something."

"A cursed... kitchen knife?"

Turning to look at Bai Chen, the bard looked completely bewildered.

The other person's train of thought was so disjointed that he simply couldn't keep up.

"Hmm, the tetanus curse."

Holding the instant noodle bowl, Bai Chen nodded with a deep expression.

"Tetanus is very serious, don't forget to get vaccinated afterwards."

The bard/the falling maple leaf: "..."

Ignoring the fascinating expressions on the faces of the others, Bai Chen put down the bowl of instant noodles he had finished eating and walked up to the Fierce Tiger King.

It's clear that the way the fallen maple leaf bandaged the wound wasn't very skillful, and was even a bit sloppy; at best, it only helped stop the bleeding of the Tiger King.

After examining the other person's current condition, Bai Chen untied the nylon rope binding the other person, removed the bandages, took out a bottle of basic healing potion from his backpack, unscrewed the cap, and poured it directly onto the wounds on the other person's body.

As the pale red liquid poured down, the previously unconscious Tiger King suddenly opened his eyes wide in anger and abruptly sat up from the sofa.

...Then, the next second, the other person lay down again.

Compared to Yuan Qing's minor scratches, the other party's injuries were far too severe, especially the wound on his arm, where the white bone could even be faintly seen inside.

His newly developed "Basic Healing Potion" can quickly heal external injuries, but the pain it causes will gradually increase depending on the severity of the injury... unless you drink a bottle beforehand.

"So he is...?"

Looking at the lifelike Tiger King on the sofa beside him, and holding two bottles of medicine in his hand, Blowing Maple Leaf's face turned slightly pale.

"Oh, it hurts so much I'm dizzy."

Bai Chen waved his hand, his face calm.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

A maple leaf blown down: "..."

"...Right, right, what happened upstairs? Why did you suddenly jump down?"

At the opportune moment, the bard quickly changed the subject.

"That? I've encountered a ghost."

Bai Chen shrugged as he sat down again by the fire, eating the skewers that had just been grilled, a taste of the Dao that can be spoken of but is not the Dao.

"When we were exploring upstairs earlier, we found two bodies that were quite badly damaged. We had a minor altercation with the two bodies, so we took the fastest route downstairs."

"A conflict arose between them and the corpse..."

Unconsciously, the bard's lips twitched slightly.

"By the way, if I'm not mistaken, there should be a corpse here on the first floor as well."

Before the bard could even process the information he had just received, Bai Chen dropped another bombshell with nonchalant ease.

"There are corpses here on the first floor too!?"

Upon hearing this, the bard was so startled he almost jumped up.

You know, they didn't explore the first floor much... So how could the other party be so nonchalant about barbecuing when they knew there were corpses on the first floor too?

"About five corpses in this haunted house."

As he spoke, Bai Chen pulled out a faded, yellowed photograph from his pocket, which looked old due to improper storage.

The photo appears to be a family portrait of five people, seemingly taken on a birthday. Although the photo is badly damaged and not very clear, it is still possible to roughly identify the five people in the photo.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, and a daughter, a family of five."

As he passed the photo around, Bai Chen glanced at everyone and spoke calmly.

"The people Yuanqing and I encountered on the second floor were probably the grandfather and grandmother of the five people. Just as I deduced before, what happened in this villa should be a family massacre."