Mid spring, tenth month

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Entering the world of the Scripted Murder Game isn't scary.
Playing the role of the murderer is still doable.
Playing the role of the victim is fine.
Playing the role of a girl is manageable.
Even if you have to deal with dark, strange monsters, and accidentally get tainted by them, it's no big deal.
Shuo looked at the script in his hand and felt that he could still play the part!
…
But after adding a bunch of teammates with mental issues,
he felt that he couldn't go on acting.
This script is a bit off too!
Shuo, "Can we not have a murderer, a victim, a girl, or psychos, and just have a normal person?"
…
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【Non-traditional Scripted Murder Mystery Game】
【Attention: The plot will gradually shift from normal to bizarre, focusing on tasks. Each Scripted Murder Game script is original, not fan-made. Non-original scripts will be indicated.】
【Ensemble cast, with undercovers, role-playing, disguises, no female lead.】
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There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game

Xu Shuo stood at the street corner motionless.


And about ten meters away from him, the four white paper men carrying a white paper palanquin of roughly ten centimeters in size remained still as well.


Only a faint singing voice rose, seemingly both distant and near.


Suddenly, a red figure appeared at the end of the street, and at the same time, the white paper men which had been standing motionlessly in the middle of the alley took a step forward.


Xu Shuo's gaze shifted slightly as he calmly watched the blurred red figure opposite him.


"On the thirteenth of July, an auspicious day on the solar calendar..."


"Don in red attire, lift the groom aloft..."


"Red sandalwood clapper, shaking bell and drum..."


The melancholic and mournful singing echoed in the empty alley, changing in unison with the approach of the paper men and the intermittently visible red figure.


But Xu Shuo remained where he was, unmoved.


Chapter 542: Red Sandalwood Clapper, Shaking Bell and Drumming