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

The dark tide surged beneath the night sky.


White blossoms fluttered through the air.


The pair walked toward the foot of the mountain to the south, their stroll casual in appearance.


As they passed by the houses, the bride would occasionally glance at the houses as if sizing up those hiding inside or observing the osmanthus trees in the yards.


But these things didn't affect their leisurely pace; they chatted idly about the goings-on in Osmanthus Village, appearing quite content.


The bride's thoughts were wickedly simple: it's either you die, I die, or we all die together—the joy was infectious.


Xu Shuo, on the other hand, was thinking he needed to find an opportunity to cremate the bride before her coffin could be completely eroded by the Abyss.


The situation here was calm and collected.


on the other side, it was as if they were facing a formidable enemy.


Chapter 565 The Traveling Poet Has Something to Say...