Chapter 263 Master Huang
Hearing this, Tang Shirou's body trembled suddenly, and the next second, her pupils trembled uncontrollably.
In order to prevent her strangeness from being noticed, Xia Meng quietly pulled her to the back of the team. At this time, the gap between the new and old players became apparent.
After Xia Meng gave her a sharp look, Tang Shirou immediately did not dare to move.
"Master Huang will come to the lake to sing at night?" An Xuan was very surprised. He concealed it very well, as if he just knew what happened on the lake last night.
"Yes," Butler Zhou nodded. He seemed unwilling to say more on this issue. Then he turned around and said coldly: "Master Huang is still waiting in the hall. Doctors, please follow me."
The young woman beside him and the fierce man who looked like a door god also turned aside and cleared the stone road behind them.
The group of people were led by Butler Zhou to a main courtyard. The courtyard wall here became taller and taller. Outside the wall, there was a small bamboo forest that grew extremely well. The environment was quiet and elegant, with long corridors winding around it. The walls and black tiles complement each other.
Intentionally or unintentionally, everyone kept a distance from Butler Zhou who was leading the way.
The teacher Liao Zhi, who had yellow hair and was very eye-catching, shrank his neck and kept looking around, looking very wary. "It's so strange," he whispered: "Since we have been here before, then He must also be aware of the young master’s condition. Does he need to explain it to us again?”
"Indeed," You Qi's dull voice came out after a moment, "This doesn't make sense."
"Maybe it's a rule," Qin Jian touched his chin with one hand and said with uncertainty He said in a tone: "You should know that the rules here not only restrict us , those things and NPCs will be restricted by the rules."
"So, even if Butler Zhou knows that we have been here, he must repeat what we introduced when we came last time," it was Chen Qiang who spoke. , as a newcomer, he rarely speaks.
But unlike ordinary newcomers, when he first arrived here, he could tell that the world was in the Song Dynasty on the timeline. Not only that, but now he has also figured out some basic rules of nightmares from the words of several old players.
Gradually, a playful gaze lingered on him, but he didn't seem to know it yet. He was still looking at Qin Jian and asked, "Is that so?"
"Absolutely," Qin Jian smiled at him and nodded.
Unknowingly, the group of people had arrived at the door of a very grand room. Butler Zhou, who was leading the way, stepped on the stone steps in front of the door, turned his head, and looked at the players behind him.
"Dear doctors," Butler Zhou suddenly said, "I have to remind you of one thing. My master has exhausted all his efforts due to the young master's illness and his constitution is weak. I hope you will talk about the young master in front of him. Be gentle about your condition so as not to irritate him."
"That's right." An Xuan nodded slightly.
Opening the door, the room was a little dim. There was a rich old man sitting about seven or eight meters away. He was said to be an old man, but his actual age was estimated to be less than 60. He was whiter than Qin Jian. Much smaller.
It should be Mr. Huang, the head of the Huang Mansion, and also the rumored Huang Dashan.
The current temperature can only be called cool, but Mr. Huang is wearing a thick fur coat, almost covering his whole body. His eyes are slightly closed, looking listless.
Beside him stood a young woman dressed as a maid. Like the other servants in the mansion he had seen before, her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul.
Judging from the scene in front of him, the housekeeper's worries are not unreasonable. The body and spirit of the rich old man seem to be in poor condition. His face is pale and there is almost no blood. It is probably caused by his son's strange disease.
"Master," Butler Zhou stepped forward and said respectfully, "The doctors are here."
Hearing this, Mr. Huang's eyelids trembled, and it took a long time to fully open them.
When he fully opened his eyes, the sight before him was quite surprising. Mr. Huang's eyes were yellow, with dense bloodshot eyes spread all over the whites of his eyes, which looked a bit scary.
The yellowed eyes slowly turned, looking at everyone. He opened his mouth little by little, but before he could speak, he coughed violently, "Cough cough. Cough."
< br>The young maid who was standing by with her hands down immediately stepped forward and slowly stretched Mr. Huang's back, her movements were very skillful.
"Thank you. Thank you. The doctors have been worried about the child's illness."
Mr. Huang took a few breaths to finish a simple sentence.
“Doctors are benevolent,” An Xuan, the best-looking man, nodded slightly to Mr. Huang and said, “That’s right.”
“Children. I believe all the doctors are aware of the children’s symptoms. ," Mr. Huang continued to breathe heavily, "Then I won't keep you. If you can cure the child's illness, you will belong to my Huang family. Distinguished guests, we owe you this kindness."
Seeing that Mr. Huang was getting more and more excited, Butler Zhou winked at everyone secretly. An Xuan immediately understood and said: "Mr. Huang is too polite, then we will Let’s go to the young master first.”
Mr. Huang seemed to have difficulty speaking, so he had to wave his hand.
After leaving the room where Mr. Huang was, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Huang's illness seemed to be very serious, but he just didn't know who Mr. Huang was
"Steward Zhou," Qin Jian suddenly asked, "What? Is it convenient for us to treat Young Master Huang?”
Since we know that Young Master Huang stays behind closed doors during the day and only goes to the lake to sing opera at night, Qin Jian’s worry seems reasonable. After all, no one wants to go there at night. Meet Mr. Huang by the lake.
Who knows what will happen?
"What time do you think is appropriate, doctors?" Butler Zhou turned around and asked.
It's about 9 or 10 o'clock now, and the sun is shining on my body, bringing the slightest warmth.
"How about now," the teacher Liao Zhi pursed his lips and suggested in a low voice.
Perhaps it’s because this place is close to the lake. The water vapor is very heavy. Everyone feels damp. Master Liao Zhi’s chicken coop-like yellow hair is tied in strands, hanging down and sticking to the On the forehead, there is a funny look.
But at this moment everyone’s attention is focused on Butler Zhou.
After a few seconds, Butler Zhou nodded and said: "Okay."
Things went surprisingly smoothly, which caught the players who had already prepared for the worst unprepared. The NPC in this instance seemed to be a bit too talkative.
“But before meeting the young master, I would like you all to change your clothes,” Butler Zhou said slowly.
Hearing this, Xia Meng narrowed her eyes, but before she could speak, she heard a very unhappy voice, "What should I change? If you want to change, I won't change," Jiang Cheng said on the side He shouted, looking very powerful and imposing, "This is a brand-name product. I finally saved up money to buy it, but you still won't let me wear it?" Happy Children's Day! Evening. You know
(End of this chapter)