Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

In the fifth round of the knockout, each chapter is copied in the death of a traceable ghost, while the password represents the ghost's obsession.

Caesar quickly contributed his wisdom: "Eleven letters of the password! lu-yi-shi-si...”

The corner of Vera's mouth twitched, smoking a Louis XIV biography from the side: "Louis XIV, eight. ”

Witch Jane thought: “Louis XIV's real name...”

Vera: “Louis-Dieudonne, 14 --” she suddenly said, "King of the Sun, le Roi Soleil, 11 whole! ”

Witch Jane took the spectrum and the three of them walked fast in the Versailles corridor.

In front of the triangle piano, Caesar's teammate, who was eating cashew nuts, stunned: “You haven't lost it! ”

Caesar dissatisfied: "What do you mean lost! What a word! ”

The little girl looked back and said, "Hip, I don't blame you. And brought Sister Vera and the little witch. ”

Then they filled each of the three with cashew nuts.

“Dirty.” Vera says hello to the girl and tells Witch Jane: "Speculative self-insured player. Hidden, also known as the Fuxinzi Phantom Tank, there was a previous scene where she hid all her food and waited for the rest of the players to faint and retire, hiding in a tree and sneaking around to the end. ”

Little dyed eyes smiled and handed two more cashew nuts to Witch Jane. Her eyes cared: “Witch, can I feed you one...”

Sorceress was dazed and pulled away by the excited Caesar: "Walk, code box! ”

Vera Apricot is picked up, and the air field is set aside.

The little dye hummed and stuffed the cashew nuts into his mouth: "Cheap, that's not what you said when you responded! What's with sugar and oil and then we have to purge the CP powder--”

Vera lifted her arms slowly.

The little dye snapped and went to stick to the piano.

Thanksgiving was placed on the spectrum frame, and when Caesar was cleared, the music sounded loud.

The important cornerstone of this French biblical song is the ultimate in the exuberant style of the Luli spectrum, with five-tone strings, trumpets and choruses abbreviated in black and white keys, slowly flowing at the tip of the witch's fingers.

Juvenile reverse light condenses his gaze.

Below the spectrum are the choir lyrics from the 17th century in lowercase.

We think you're the one.

Praise thee in the heavens...

The music began in the King's Suite and floated throughout the ancient castle.

Caesar and Dye both glanced at the same time: "The code box has surfaced! ”

The ghost of Luli was struck again, giving up his autism and trying to take away all the trainees touching the piano. In the hallway, Wei raised his machete and grabbed a brand new copy card from a C-level practitioner who shivered from Cesar, and was leading a detailed deck of cards.

Outside the coronation hall, Zoe finally cleared a copy and is looking for the next card. Ming Yao suddenly ran off on the war porch, and his teammates were surprised: “Running so fast... aren't you hungry?” Mingyao Xinghuai: “I just saw our captain! ”

Little Trianon Palace, Wen Lin was violently robbed of the mission items by Qin Jinbao, comforting his red-eyed teammates: “Don't be afraid, there will be cards. ”

Versailles Palace and Peace Hall.

Chu Chu grabbed his little skirt and praised Wei with his legs, seizing every opportunity to have a good relationship with the Great God: “This is so high! Fantastic, 666! We set up the Grand Trianon Palace, throw in the undermanned cards, wait for the players to throw themselves in the net, it's fishing —— oh no, fish, fish, fish! ”

“With these players for you, we can't make a big deal out of it! - Hey, are you playing again? ”

The guard made a gesture: "Quiet. ”

The sun shines upon the earth, and the Palace of Versailles walks from morning to noon. Slow down before the high/tide, the keys are low and powerful, and the traditional three hymns that last four bars float to the top of the heartbeat -

Redemption for your people.

You enter eternal glory.

Rub it.

Password box pops up completely. Caesar grabbed the alphabetical spindle and spelled out the words sequentially according to the note given by Vera.

le Roi Soleil, King of the Sun.

Turning slowly toward the spelling of this line, which was supposed to turn towards the ghost of Caesar's silent condemnation.

His lips trembled, like he was reading words.

He even forgot to get rid of the trainer next to the piano, and went to Caesar to take the light blue card from the box.

Witch Jane looked up at Luli.

The seventeenth century court musician sings "Thank You" in silence.

The final piece finally matches the musician's tone.

You are my eternal loyalty.

- Glorious King, please let me never get lost.

The court musician looked up at Apollo Hall in the distance, the longest place Louis XIV had ever stayed. He may have seen the quiet taking of dancing shoes from his own hands at a young age, the reluctance to look at his little Louis before the show, and perhaps the king of the sun who received the pilgrimage of all the people in Versailles.

As the musician walks to the triangle piano, his pale, transparent hands coincide with the hand of the witch.

The last two bars rotate and repeat.

- Glorious King, please let me never get lost.

Ghosts fade away.

Luli copy cleared.

Caesar unexpectedly got Jean-Baptiste Lurie's character card and was happy to split the remaining cashew nuts in half to Witch Vera: "Eat it, eat it, it's good for the waist! ”

Vera Yang frowned and barely took it. After all day and night, all the players were hungry.

“Looked for a lap of snacks only," Sighs the little dye: “It is estimated that the prom will only have a meal. ”

Witch Jane just remembered that she had a prom invitation in her pocket, set for the night of September 5, 1680 BC. The calendar next to the piano stops at 1680, September 4.

“There's one more day and night.” Witch Jane handed over painter Le Muwana's card to Vera, who, in terms of security, was far more combative than Witch Jane had ever been in possession of important copies.

Vera took it and flipped out the prom invitation again, the lettering had changed slightly.

Invitation (activated) cordial invitation, Principal Court painter Vera, with dance companion Witch Jane.

“Invitation activated! And titles.” Vera was surprised.

Not surprisingly, Witch Jane thought a little: “Identity cards are the key to entering a prom. If the same team hadn't grabbed the cards before the prom -" He Weighted: “there's a good chance he'd be rejected from the prom. ”

Vera thought, "At the end of the first batch of replicas, the card fight will be more intense than before. ”

Witch Jane nodded and before waiting for him to say anything, Vera decided unequivocally: "Let's get another card just in case. ”

Witch Jane had no objection, even from the invitation, to enter the prom as Vera. But the extra day and night can be used to continue to accumulate squad supplies.

On the watch, the survival figure has dropped to 322.

“At the beginning, the players had only fists, then long swords, machetes, and some special copies still had flames.” Witch Jane explains: "The elimination rate will only get faster and faster. We need to find the next copy as soon as possible. ”

The first thing the two of them did when they finished using cashew nuts was to hide from the crowd and look at the storage room that closed the "Sword Armored Women's Warrior”. Unexpectedly, even the machete dragged out of Napoleon's copy could not spell the long sword.

Witch Jane had to lock up the samurai again.

“The purple card is not activated yet, the face of the card is blank,” Witchcraft: “After all, the purple card is more difficult than the blue card. ”

Within the next two hours, the two of them almost turned the case over and looked for a card, which was eventually picked up by Vera, who had excellent eyesight, from the foot of a short table.

The card is fluorescent and bright with a blank face.

“If you put it here, it should have been discovered sooner…" Willas said.

According to the program process, once a card in the same copy is picked up by the player, the program group uses a variety of means, including ghosts, to urge other practitioners to take the card to activate the copy trail.

Witch Jane wasn't in a hurry, so when she got the clue card, she took the time to make up for it.

Two hours later, Vera woke up from her shallow sleep and inhaled her nose: "So sweet.” Looking at the face of the card, it's still blank.

For the next two hours, change your witch Jane's mind, and Vera's on guard. When the evening approached, Witch Jane rubbed her eyes and woke up, almost choking. The sweet scent floats in the room, like knocking over 10 birthday cakes. On the desktop, the blanks on the cards remain unchanged--

Vera sees the witch Jane awake, beans beans pull themselves out of the warm, baked quilt, little round face sleeping red and soft.

“The scent came out of the card, about three hours ago.” Vera carefully studied the construction of the card, pointing to the gap between the two adhesive surfaces: “There is a compartment here, both times with waterproof paint, which should be pre-filled with perfume to open the volatility after receiving some kind of instruction. ”

Witch Jane took the card.

There is no spectrum or painting on the deck. The clue to this card only gives the athlete a sense of smell--

“Perfume card.” Witch Jane said.

After the rest, the two men quickly walked to the library before dusk.

Of the five senses, the least humans depend on is the sense of smell, even if the sense of smell disappears, and there is very little information that can be inferred from perfume cards. Even Vera, who has a small collection of perfumes, distinguishes only one or two flavors.

“The middle notes and back notes are vanilla, sweet to choking, the front fragrance seems to have lime, the acid is gone for a few seconds, the layers are not good, considering that it is a seventeenth century fragrance can also be understood...” Vera sucked the nose analysis, seemed to instantly enter the secondary beauty blogger mode, a few seconds later came to the conclusion: “Floral fragrance, female fragrance. ”

Witch Jane pushed open the side door of the library, adding: "Not necessarily, the king's perfume is also floral. Louis XIV's ‘Parisian Marquis de la Soleil' is the royal symbol of an iridescent. ”

Vera stayed put: "The king uses floral notes? No wood? ”

Witchcraft recited the supplementary material after the lesson: “Woody fragrance is the demand for male fragrance in mainstream aesthetics after the 20th century. During the Louis XIV period, bathing was designed to be ‘unclean and introduce disease'. Even the king bathed only three times in his life, and the French aristocracy relied on floral notes to mask his body odor. ”

Vera covered her stomach: "Vomit--”

The two finally found the Fragrance Bookshelf.

With the last two collaborations, Witch Jane Vera has a clear division of labor, each from one end of the bookshelf.

“The word ’perfume’ is the same in Sanskrit as the poison ‘arsenic'...” Vera pulled out one of the most obvious books on the shelf, read a line and threw it back, and spat: “meaningless background information, could this card still be the Sun King's worldly little poison princess? ”

Witch Jane leaned back and read the book at the height of the bookshelf: "Perfume, the story of a murderer... how is this book here?” He also puts the book back, sees Vera's curiosity, skips reading the brief: “19th century novel, taken from France under the royal rule of Bourbon, uh," Behind the Witch's Ear: “The killer murdered 12 charming young women with the perfect perfume of desire/desire. ”

Vera commented: “Interesting. ”

Then the third book was drawn: “The King himself was involved in the formulation of perfumes, and the characteristic fragrances of the Parisian family were very much loved by Louis XIV, and the King even had a fragrance studio in the Grand Trinidad and Agricultural Palace with perfumes, raw materials and a large number of books -”

One meal for two.

“Clue to the Grand Trianese Palace. ”

Dusk is approaching, and before dark, the two men quickly gathered their goods and weapons and proceeded to the Grand Trianese Palace. Nearly 20 minutes from the Palace of Versailles, Grand Trianon passes through the tributaries of the Royal Estate and the Canal, and Witch Lean stretches her head to look at the king's stables.

A green card was pressed against the mud and the horse was hissing, as if to remind the player to find it.

“A real horse, not a projection.” Vera said: “The program team has finally spent a little money...”

Prior to the night fall, Grand Trianon, made of light red marble, finally appeared. Around the woods lush, green grass shallows, Witch Jane walked away another god, thinking that the big man didn't know where to fight.

“How did Grand Trianon's card end up in the Versailles?” Witch Jane is still thinking: “Here… there doesn't seem to be any other players. ”

Vera followed the information in the book and walked around in this light white building, finally parking in front of the fragrance room door.

Follow the gentle sunset orange light and push the two into the door.

Vera inhaled quietly.

This is almost every teenage girl's dream paradise. Soft wool blankets are laid on the floor with rows of bottle jars on pale shelves, and hundreds of perfumes are separated by crystal bottles to avoid light, in addition to countless lotions of makeup, oil, flower water pure dew--

Witch Jane grabbed Vera hard: "Don't shoot the water in her face, Clawson, save it. Who knows what's in it! ”

Vera can only do this: “Is this what it was in the 17th century...”

Witch Jane nods her head: "Yeah, French fashion. ”

The two of them split their work again, and Witch Jane went through the book, and Vera distinguished the scent on the card against the perfume: “Yes, the front has lime, the middle has vanilla jasmine, and the back has vanilla amber. ”

Witch Jane's fingers were pointed across the page and she quickly opened her mouth: "Louis XIV, the Sun King perfume is an iridescent tone that blends resin with bergamot, and Louis XV likes intense amber. Queen Marie Teresa prefers roses, Lady Mantenon prefers oak amber, vanilla and jasmine are the favorites of Lady Montelipan..."

Witch Jane.

Vera reacted quickly: "Yes, Jasmine Vanilla. It's Montelipan... Wait, who is this lady? ”

Witch Jane looks back: "… Louis XIV's lover, the number one beauty in France. ”

Vera said, "Number one beauty —— wait, who's out there? ”

Witch Jane caught the sound outside the door at the same time and turned back stunned.

A minute ago, the Grand Trianese Palace was completely deserted.

The grown-up man leaned against the door.

Witch Jane hurriedly pressed the little curly hair.

Vera didn't lift her breath, and the reflexes were blocked in front of the witches.

At the end of the corridor, Chu Chu came running around with a bunch of cards: “Someone really picked up the cards! We got the fish! Look what we caught... Oops, a little witch fish! ”

The guard leaned against the door and swept away.

Chu Chu quickly stood up: “Sister Vera, the wizard player, who is your card? ”

Give up the resistance! You two are surrounded by the gods alone! The whole Greater Trianon Palace clue is in the hands of David!

Chu Chu was about to admire Witch Jane's panicked expression like a frightened rabbit. He couldn't help but see the Witch athlete smiling at Vega's soft soft--

But Jane reacted for a second and made a vigilant gesture.

Chu Chu rubbed his eyes and continued the noise: “Sister Vera, who is it? Who is it? ”

"Montelipan." ”

Chu Chu forced: “Who? ”

Witch Jane finally figured out that the cards found by the two men at the foot of the short table did not belong to the Versailles Palace, so the clue pointed directly to Grand Trianon. And the whole Trianon Palace is a trap laid by the big man.

The boss can come up and block people. He must have a chip in his hand.

Witch Jane is simply honest, the two teams are not in the same copy, and the opponent must be able to make a deal.

“Montelipan, Louis XIV mistress.” Witch Jane said calmly.

Guardian: “Whose mistress? ”

Witch Jane stood still and repeated: "Louis XIV...”

Weishi waved, Chu Chu hurriedly looked in the pile of cards. Witch Vera barely looked straight in the eye - where did this guy get so many cards?

Chu Chu handed a purple card to Wei Xie.

“Come here." The guardian lit the chin of the witch Jane, calmly speaking.

Instead of the past, the first French beauty, Montelipan Witchcraft, took two steps backwards.

Wei Shi shines a purple card on the face, indicating that the witch has fallen behind.

Familiar portraits of the ultimate character are printed on the deck, and even a number of history textbooks have appeared on this French monarch -

Louis XIV.

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