Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 240

In a dark mourning hall.

The scarlet coffin board was tightly closed, and it was placed alone in the center of the hall. The body of the bride who had been standing upright beside the coffin had long since disappeared.

The huge mourning hall is empty, the scarlet color of happy events and the bleakness of white events create an extremely strange space.

The air was dead silent, like a grave with no one alive.

suddenly……

crunch-

The harsh sound of wooden boards rubbing rang out in the mourning hall, breaking the dead silence.

In the darkness, the scarlet-cold coffin cover moved slowly, and was pushed open a little bit from the inside.

In the end, the heavy wooden board fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wen Jianyan's face was pale, and he stumbled out of the coffin. His legs were still soft, and he was supported by his arms, so he didn't fall directly to the ground when he climbed out.

vomit--

He supported the coffin board with his slightly trembling palms, bent down, and retched heartily.

In Wen Jianyan's palm on the edge of the coffin, he was holding a red handkerchief tightly.

His fingers spasmed and turned white from too much force, and the blood of the orangutan dripped from under the wrinkled corners of the veil into a small pool of blood on the ground.

A close call.

This is the only adjective that Wen Jianyan can think of.

If it wasn't for him at the last moment, the scale rod in his hand suddenly lifted the hood of the female corpse, otherwise, Wen Jianyan had no doubt that he would definitely die here, become the soul locked in the coffin, and the female corpse forever. Companion.

horrible.

Even in retrospect, Wen Jianyan felt a chill hit his heart, making his hair stand on end.

Even now, the end of his nose seems to be lingering in the airtight coffin, the stench of decay and blood intertwined, and there seems to be a slightly swaying red hi-pa in front of him.

...

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan had just gotten better, but his stomach turned upside down again.

With a white face, he resisted the urge abruptly and straightened up slowly.

After a brief, tense silence, the [Integrity First] live broadcast room finally came alive again:

Grass...

I'm going, I can finally breathe...

I didn't even dare to breathe just now, and I forgot to post the barrage. It feels like the anchor will be gone in the next second.

Wuuuuu, everyone is the same, no wonder the barrage just cleared the screen in that minute. I'm really panicking without your company and eye protection!

In the end, it's really... just a little bit! If the anchor hadn't touched the scale in time, otherwise he would have been a pair of ghosts with the corpse in the coffin.

really!!

Wuwu, it feels really good to breathe smoothly. I was so scared that my heart stopped beating just now. It's too exciting. This old man can't stand it now.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and subconsciously looked into the coffin in front of her.

Inside the coffin without the cover, lay a dead woman's corpse quietly. It was wearing a wedding dress and lay motionless in the coffin. A pair of pale palms with corpse-spots overlapped on the abdomen and nails. The scarlet Kodan looked particularly dazzling.

The red hijab on the head of the bride's corpse had disappeared, revealing a blank face with no facial features.

It was obviously the same person, but after losing the red hijab, it fell into complete silence, as if it were a real corpse, and the level of shocking horror was greatly reduced.

The female corpse in the third painting is more like the red hijab in his hand, giving it a more terrifying quality, so it brings such a strong sense of oppression, and once the props are taken away, it will naturally return. The original state, thus matching the in-painting difficulty of the third floor.

This is completely different from the extremely terrifying female corpse on the second floor that was released from the mirror world. Instead, it is similar to the male corpse in the first painting on the third floor, and the child's corpse in the second painting.

Wen Jianyan took a breath and wiped the corner of his lower lip with the back of his hand.

In any case, the curse in the third painting was solved just like that.

Even if he has obtained a certain safety period with the help of the curse in the second painting, he will not be attacked in the early stage of entering this painting. It is so difficult for him to crack it. It is difficult for Wen Jianyan to imagine that if a team is in normal condition When the anchor enters here, what a dangerous situation will be encountered.

I'm afraid it will really be destroyed.

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced at the child's corpse in her arms.

Losing the suppression of the curse on the bride's corpse, its restrictions on itself began to become stronger again. With the gradually increasing howl, the cold feeling began to spread from the place of contact, and the corpse spots began to spread again. .

In any case, I did have a certain amount of luck here.

If it weren't for the curse in the second painting, otherwise, he would have been directly swallowed by darkness in the process.

But that doesn't mean the crisis isn't over.

Wen Jianyan didn't dare to stay here too much, just quickened her pace and walked towards the room on the west side.

However, he had just stepped out of the threshold of the North House——

The next second, Wen Jianyan's arms suddenly lightened.

With a thump in his heart, he lowered his head suddenly, and looked into his arms. The corpse of the baby who was still howling just now disappeared without warning, and a dead silence fell into his ears.

Losing the isolation of crying, immediately, the surrounding darkness suddenly pressed down, and countless icy whispers invaded the senses, as if immediately aware of the existence of this human.

Wen Jianyan: ...

In short, what are you afraid of, right? ! ! !

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Meanwhile, in the shop.

Originally it should be the most dangerous place on the entire third floor, but at this moment it seems extraordinarily quiet and harmonious.

Since the cursed Wen Jianyan entered the third painting, the deadly cry that confined the anchor near the counter disappeared, and the three people who stayed in the shop were able to judge the direction of the blood drop. , so as to avoid danger in time.

Even though Wen Jianyan's departure gave them a lot of breathing space, as time went on, the blood droplets fell faster and more densely, and the safety zone in the shop was quickly divided and swallowed.

The pools of blood on the ground gradually connected into pieces, and inside, the still corpse of the red-clothed woman was faintly visible.

Just when the three of them gradually began to lose their support...

Without warning, in the store, the blood on the ceiling suddenly stopped flowing, and the pool of blood on the ground also dissipated like waking up from a dream, leaving the room with a strong smell of blood.

...!

The three people who stayed in the shop were stunned. They didn't seem to have expected this scene to happen. They all looked at each other and saw the exact same shock in each other's eyes.

The blood disappeared, which meant that the curse in the third painting stopped spreading.

...success? !

Carrying the curse in the second painting, the crazy act of entering the third painting to obtain the cursed thing from the source actually succeeded?

Wu Ya and Wei Cheng stared blankly at the place where the girl disappeared, showing expressions that were half trance and half disbelief.

It always felt that what just happened was completely beyond their imagination, but, thinking about it carefully... it seemed to be completely unexpected.

Lin Sen was stunned, lowered his head subconsciously, and looked into his palm.

On the wooden sign, there were unknowingly dense, spider web-like cracks, and under his gaze, there was a light click sound.

next second...

The wooden sign shattered into powder like this, and fell lightly from between his fingers.

The dead end is broken.

the second time.

Acropolis took a breath, calmed down, and turned to look at Wu Ya: Hey, did you just send a message to the captain?

Wu Ya nodded: Of course.

Just now, after Wen Jianyan entered the third painting, Wu Ya reacted quickly and sent a message to Orange Candy who entered the second painting, asking her not to obtain the source of the curse in the second painting for the time being. , otherwise everyone will have to finish the game. Although I don’t know if there will be a crisis in the second painting that will make Tangerine candy and be unable to watch the information in the team, but I still have to try it.

Mu Sen raised his head, looked at the place where Wen Jianyan disappeared, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

What happened now has made him clearly realize that the last time his dead end was broken, it was absolutely related to the other party.

Although Mu Sen put a worm egg on the opponent's body, theoretically speaking, as long as he did something, he could kill him, but for some reason, he felt vaguely empty.

After all, a person who can change his life against the sky and even break the deadlock twice... Whether he is an opponent or the most prey, is too terrifying for him.

At this point, it is really difficult for Mu Sen to confidently say that he will definitely be able to kill the opponent.

So, instead of waiting for the guy to leave the third painting and confront him head-on, let's...

Kill the dangerous seed in the cradle.

Mu Sen put his hands behind his back and silently pressed the screen of his phone.

The three of them raised their heads and looked into the depths of the shop in unison. Their eyes fell on the scarlet furniture that seemed to be empty but were actually tightly connected to another world. They held their breath subconsciously.

In the crisis of life and death in the second painting, will Tangerine Candy have a chance to see the news of the team? If so... how many more did you see?

Who will come back first?

If it is the prophet who entered the most dangerous area alone, it means that after completing such an incredible feat, he has miraculously escaped. However, on the contrary, if the first appeared in the Inside the shop are their captains and teammates...

Before leaving the third painting, the curse in the second painting is gone, without the protection of the curse, in the dark, everyone must die.

Although the three of them had their own thoughts, they couldn't help but get nervous together.

In the dim shop, the oil lamp was burning calmly, emitting a faint light, and time passed by minute by minute.

Suddenly, in the depths of the store, a new figure suddenly appeared!

A total of three people, two tall and one short, suddenly appeared in front of the low bed - it was Orange Candy who returned to the store from the second painting with his two teammates.

It looks like the result is out.

The mad gambler lost to time and luck in the end, and although the curse in the third painting was resolved, he was also buried here.

actually...

Will it end like this?

A trace of daze flashed across the faces of Acropolis and Wu Ya.

Although they have only been in contact with each other for a short period of time, and hardly even said a few words, just being on the third floor and getting along with each other for a short time in a crisis has already allowed them to glimpse each other's seemingly delicate appearance. Underneath, there is a stronger and more amazing side hidden deep.

Whether it is the level of understanding of the dungeon rules, the decisiveness and toughness in dealing with crises, and the intuition that is so sharp that it is terrifying, and the courage that is almost crazy, it is not like an ordinary person.

so that...

Even if they really realized that the other party had died, they couldn't help but be stunned, as if they subconsciously thought that this could not happen.

Mu Sen, on the other hand, let out a long sigh of relief and slowly put his mobile phone into his pocket.

fine.

Thankfully it was dead.

That guy broke the curse of the third painting and was left in the third painting forever, not only relieved their crisis, but also saved the effort of doing it himself.

In any case, now that the crisis is over and people are dead, then he can complete the task without hindrance and find the true prophet.

Not only a win-win, but a triple-win.

In the darkness, the three of Tangerine Candy stepped forward.

Tangtang Tang, headed by him, looked around, noticed the different expressions of everyone, and frowned slightly:

What happened? Why do you all look like this?

She noticed the missing person, and frowned even more: Where's that person?

Acropolis regained his senses and briefly recounted what happened in the store just now, but before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Tangerine Candy:

Wait, what are you talking about?

Acropolis was startled: What?

Tangerine Candy said impatiently:

Of course I know what happened. Didn't you send me a message just now?

Ah? This time, Wu Ya was also stunned, Wait, didn't you directly solve the crisis in the second painting because you didn't see the news?

of course not.

Orange Candy snorted and tilted her head, I saw the news, isn't it time-consuming? I'm waiting for you to say the danger is over before I go to get the key props.

Acropolis and Wu Ya were stunned. They looked at each other and saw the exact same surprise in each other's eyes.

What?

Neither of them-

In the next second, they seemed to realize something, their pupils shrank suddenly, and turned to look at Mu Sen, who was beside him:

Wait, it's you...

Yes, it's me.

Under the eyes of everyone, Mu Sen admitted without hesitation.

The slender-faced man stood not far away, his already bad face became more and more withered under the oil lamp, and there was a gloomy look in his gray eyes:

You won't forget? This guy is the enemy. Don't we save a lot of energy by doing this?

Isn't this a good result?

Mu Sen showed a secret and happy smile: ...Everyone is happy.

Ring bell bell!

The familiar phone rang.

As long as the phone is connected, the way to the fourth floor will appear.

...

Orange Candy stared at Mu Sen for a second, then stepped forward unhurriedly. She didn't say anything harsh this time, nor did she show any murderous expression, and even seemed extra calm.

Captain, you have to know, Mu Sen said, I am also doing our team's mission...

Tangerine Candy stood in front of Mu Sen.

She raised her head and stared at him blankly, the dim light of the oil lamp reflected in her dark eyes.

However, inexplicably, a terrifying sense of oppression was released from that petite figure.

Wait, wait... Mu Sen's forehead was dripping with sweat, Don't forget, in any case, I am also a person from the oracle, and our cooperation—

The cooperation is over.

Tangerine Candy said lightly.

Varied--?

Mu Sen's pupils tightened.

Don't worry, since the contract is signed, I won't be rude, and I won't do anything to you.

Tangerine Candy shrugged and said.

However, before Mu Sen could breathe a sigh of relief, he just listened to the other party's indifferent tone and continued:

But, I really hate sluts who stab people in the back.

I hope you are lucky enough to not meet me in future dungeons.

The little girl tilted her head with a smile and said in a joking tone:

Next time we meet, I will kill you.