Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 48

No, no, maybe, maybe he just thinks too much?

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced herself to settle down.

Although the dungeon of Decai Middle School and the dungeon of Antai Community have certain elements in common, there is a big variable in it, and that is the so-called Bodhisattva.

More importantly, apart from the hidden route, Wen Jianyan has never seen any ghosts appearing until now, but apart from the similarity of individual elements on the surface, the internal differences are still very big.

And... three consecutive dungeons hit the same goblin boss who was offended by him?

This chance is too small, how could it actually happen!

Wen Jianyan shook her head and put aside the ominous foreboding in her heart.

However, speaking of...

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked thoughtfully at the figure standing at the door——

This guard is a little weird.

The other party clearly left the community under his own dissuasion, why did he come back before the Mid-Autumn Festival?

The moment he saw the other party, he had already conceived the excuse of the lie in his mind, but the guard didn't mention the previous incident at all, and his eyes swept across his body blankly, as if he didn't know him at all. the same.

And his face... always felt something was wrong.

At this moment, a low cha and cha sound came from behind, very subtle, barely audible in the conversation between the anchor and the doorman.

The rest of the anchors were basically gathered at the door, and all their attention was focused on Chen Mo and the guard.

Except for Wen Jianyan, who stood very far back at the beginning and kept distracted, no one heard this strange sound.

Wen Jianyan was startled and turned to look in the direction from which the voice came.

At that moment, a layer of goosebumps ran up to the skin.

I don't know when it started, the four paper figures sat together on the sofa in the dark. The four pale smiling faces were facing the door. Upturned, crimson messy lines smeared across the face, looking especially terrifying in the dark, opaque light.

They stared fixedly at the humans not far away, the smiles on their faces stiff and rigid.

……Grass!

Wen Jianyan's pupils tightened, she suddenly realized something, and immediately turned her head to look in the direction of the door.

It's going to be the Chinese New Year's Day soon.

Under the dim light in the hallway, the guard's facial features looked the same as those of ordinary people.

But if you look closely, you can see that his face is a little too pale, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned when he speaks, and the lips are opened and closed very little, which seems a bit rigid.

Since you are not leaving now,

The corner of the guard's mouth suddenly rose, evoking a miserable arc:

Then you don't have to leave—

Pooh!

A figure rushed out from behind without warning.

Then fly away!

The doorman took a few steps back abruptly, only to hear a crackling sound of paper, the wrist that was holding the doorknob was broken, and only a papery hand remained on the door.

Grass! Let's go!

Wen Jianyan jumped out along the gap, screaming nervously while running:

This thing is a paper man!

After all, the other anchors are also C-level, and they have at least experienced several dungeons. The moment Wen Jianyan rushed out, they also reacted immediately and ran quickly behind each other!

Their faces are not good-looking.

These anchors are different from Wen Jianyan, they have experienced a lot of this kind of acting-type limited-time copy.

After all, this kind of dungeon will issue main quests for each anchor based on the content of the identity card in the later stage, so it is basically peaceful and peaceful until the time point arrives, leaving time for the anchor to collect information in the early stage.

In addition, I have been communicating with neighbors on the ninth and tenth floors before, inquiring about information, and contacting NPCs that are normal and can communicate, and have never dealt with such strange paper figures.

They relied too much on their own experience, so no one could have imagined that this dungeon would start to mutate before the time node of Zhongyuan Festival, and it would start before twelve o'clock!

This copy is a bit too dark!

In the live broadcast room of the other anchors, there was a sigh:

Oh, what a pity...Is there not a single anchor who was recruited this time? I'm so disappointed.

Yes, after all, this kind of acting dungeon does not mutate until it reaches the node. This dungeon of [Antai Community] is not the same. It began to mutate slowly before the Mid-Autumn Festival. I originally thought that this time I can see a few downsizing, but I didn't expect to be interrupted by someone! Damn.

Actually, even if you are locked in a room, you will still have a chance to survive. 1304 is actually not too fierce. What I want to see is the horrified expressions of the anchors when they find that things are beyond their expectations. It is super entertaining, alas.

Don't sigh, it's actually quite interesting now. That kick just now made me laugh to death, so I directly interrupted the casting.

Who was that person just now? Why didn't I remember that there was such an NPC in this dungeon?

I haven't seen it before. When I just saw him appear, I was very surprised. Did the system adjust the content of the dungeon?

Grass, I just went next door to have a look, it's not an NPC at all, it's an anchor!

Good guy, it looks pretty similar, what level? Why haven't I seen this one in my impression.

Do you usually just pick up intermediate and high-level dungeons to watch? This is a rookie anchor who has a strong momentum some time ago. He has only passed two copies and has just been promoted to D-level. He is pointing the way to the next door [Integrity Supreme] live broadcast room.

??

????

What? D-Class?! Are you kidding me?!

Wen Jianyan rushed forward with all her might, completely unaware that she had unknowingly attracted a new wave of audience.

The lights in the corridor flickered, and the faint light flowed into 1304 along the open door, illuminating the four smiling paper figures on the sofa.

They snuggled together, motionless, as if they were dead, but as if they were alive.

Zizi...

The sound of electric current came from the Buddha singing machine, and the sound of chanting scriptures was intermittently sounded in the empty room.

Next to the shrine, the electronic candle lights up at two scarlet o'clock.

The faint light shone on the Bodhisattva's face, making his seemingly loving and serene face become extraordinarily treacherous.

The doorman raised his head slowly. His face had faded from human complexion, and in the light had the rough texture of a paper plate.

He walked to the door step by step, took off the paper palm hanging on the door handle and refitted it, then raised his head, and used those dark eyes to close the backs of the anchors not far away, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth rose stiffly.

He smiled, and slowly, word by word, completed what he had just said:

—No need to leave.

*

The light outside the window has completely disappeared, and the heavy and heavy darkness is like ink that cannot be melted, as if it has a solid body and surrounds the entire building, as if it wants to penetrate through the window.

Messy footsteps and hurried breathing echoed in the corridor, and the anchors quickly ran towards the road they came from. The overhead lights were dim and scattered in the narrow and deep space.

Every once in a while, you can always see rice and tributes placed on the ground, the incense sticking on it has not been lit since when, and the faint blue smoke is like a straight line, slowly floating.

Finally, the old, rusted elevator doors came into view.

Wen Jianyan stood still, her chest heaving up and down in a hurry.

He paused and turned to look behind him.

In the bottomless dark tunnel, the paper man did not catch up.

Although he didn't experience ghosts hitting the wall this time, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel that the way back had undergone subtle changes.

The path got longer and took at least three times as long to go.

The most important thing is that this building was supposed to be a straight-tube structure, but as Wen Jianyan ran over, several dark corners clearly appeared in his corner!

More passages are connected to the corridors, like bottomless black holes, waiting for the arrival of the victims.

A trace of solemnity flashed across Wen Jianyan's eyes.

This shows that the map in his impression will soon be useless.

So many changes have taken place before twelve o'clock now, and after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, after the official arrival of the Chinese New Year...

What else will happen is really unknown.

Soon, several other anchors who were left behind also caught up panting.

Although their physical fitness is not bad, they are still far worse than Wen Jianyan, who runs like a rabbit. This NPC runs like a top performer, and he can't catch up with his life. practiced.

As soon as they stood still, the young man turned his head and looked over. His face was pale, his expression panicked, and in a trembling tone, he asked slowly, half in panic, half in disbelief:

Just now, what the hell was that?!

He worked hard to catch up with his anchors: ...

?

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

“哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈笑死我了草，哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈狗骗子演戏有一手啊哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈！”

You act, you act!

Hahahahahaha, isn't this an innocent NPC involved in a strange incident!

Bah! Why didn't you think of pretending to be innocent when you just kicked the NPC and ran faster than anyone else with oil on your feet!

Finally, Chen Mo came forward and briefly explained the current situation to the poor NPC after being petrified.

They are obviously very proficient in this aspect, and have summed up a set of the most efficient words in multiple dungeons - hide the existence of the Nightmare live broadcast room, continue to maintain their identity on the identity card, and at the same time describe the current level of danger, In order to let the NPC continue to cooperate.

As for your mother, there should be no need to worry.

Chen Mo added: As long as she stays in the room properly, there should be no problem with her safety, and you'd better act with us now to see if there is a way to solve all this.

Several anchors stood in front of the elevator talking in a low voice, Su Cheng listened briefly and found that they were discussing the next course of action.

It probably means that going to 1306 now is not a good choice. It is better to retreat temporarily and go to other floors to see if we can get any new clues.

Su Cheng turned around and walked in the direction of Wen Jianyan.

The conversation between Wen Jianyan and Chen Mo has ended. He is standing away from the elevator at the moment, staring thoughtfully at the dark and deep corridor not far away, not knowing what to think.

He carefully looked around to confirm that no one nearby noticed him, and then lowered his voice:

Hey.

Wen Jianyan retracted her gaze and turned to look at Su Cheng, who was beside her:

I remember……

He paused and seemed to remember something: Wang Runcheng, right?

The young man's eyes drooped slightly, and his amber eyes were calm, as if he was facing a stranger he didn't know at all.

Su Cheng: ...

It's so bullshit.

If it hadn't been through the three books together, he would have thought that this was the first time they met.

However, he also understood that Wen Jianyan's caution was justified, so he nodded, coughed unnaturally, and continued following the other party's words:

Yes, that's right.

Su Cheng followed his line of sight to the depths of the corridor, and asked casually:

What's next for you? Any thoughts? Keep going with us, or...?

Not necessarily. Wen Jianyan pondered for a few seconds and said:

In this situation, it's not easy to act separately, but I can't follow you all the time. After all, my mother is still here...

He turned his head and glanced at the other anchors not far behind, and said meaningfully:

I think they should not need me any time soon.

In the end, the anchors decided on the final plan and pressed the elevator button.

Ding--

The elevator door opened.

Chen Mo looked at Wang Hanyu, Wang Hanyu nodded and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something.

After dozens of seconds, he opened his eyes: Safe.

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful look.

It seems... the talent of this anchor may be related to inspiration, similar to the existence of yin and yang eyes.

Similar to the season view.

After each streamer enters Nightmare, they will get talent, which is the so-called novice gift package. However, the novice gift package cannot be used immediately at the beginning, but has different opening conditions. Most of the streamers are in Died before the talent is activated.

However, most of the anchors can usually turn on their talents after two or three dungeons. Like Wen Jianyan, the first dungeon is very few.

The specific content of the talent has a lot to do with the soul quality of the anchor, and it will be enhanced as the level increases, resulting in better effects and even new skills.

For example, Ji Guan, perhaps because he had seen ghosts in Fukang Hospital when he was a child, his talent is spiritual vision, which can sense the existence of nearby spiritual bodies.

However, his talent level is not high, and he is not active at all times. At this stage, he cannot take the initiative to use it, otherwise he will not be entangled by ghost babies in Fukang Hospital.

And this C-level anchor is obviously of a higher level of talent, so he can also actively choose whether to open it or not.

The anchor and his party entered the elevator.

What's next? Where are we going? an anchor asked.

Wang Hanyu: Go to the notice board in the lobby on the first floor first, maybe you can find more clues.

Saying that, he pressed the button on the first floor.

The elevator hummed smoothly, and soon, a ding sounded again, and the elevator doors slowly opened to both sides.

However, it was not the lobby on the first floor that appeared outside the elevator door.

It was the familiar, dark corridor.

The lights flickered, the rice on the ground was placed in the corner, and the peeling walls were covered with vaguely written advertisements and spells, and a strong yin qi struck.

Still on the 13th floor.

...

The expressions of all the anchors were not changed.

In the depths of the corridor not far away, there seems to be a vague figure.

Grass.

Wang Hanyu pressed the door close button of the elevator at the fastest speed, and then pressed all the elevator buttons from the 12th floor to the 2nd floor.

The elevator began humming again.

Soon, a ding sounded.

The elevator doors opened again.

The lights on the 13th floor were dim, and the sound of electric current was not smooth. The figure in the distance was closer. His pale face was hidden in the darkness, and the uniform of the doorman could be vaguely seen.

Behind the Guardian, there seemed to be several blurred shadows.

Crack Crack Crack.

The sound of footsteps rubbing against the ground echoed in the depths of the corridor, almost tingling the scalp.

Now, as long as anyone with eyes can see it, they probably won't be able to leave the 13th floor.

Go, get out of the elevator.

Chen Mo made a decisive decision and left the elevator first.

Compared with ten minutes ago, the changes on the 13th floor are even greater.

A strange smell floated in the icy air, like the smell of rotting corpses mixed with incense ashes, giving people an extraordinarily ominous feeling.

Several new corridors have been extended on both sides of the straight passage where they had been walking, and each corridor is exactly the same as the ordinary residential floor.

The overhead lights seemed to be dyed with a dull red glow.

There seemed to be chanting-like murmurs in the distance.

Do you want to use props? an anchor said in a low voice.

At their current level, they also have a certain amount of points reserves and a fixed audience, and the spending on props purchases is no longer the same as that of novice anchors. It's not a mortal ghost, and there is no problem in fighting it out.

Yes, after all, it's a paper man. Another anchor echoed: That N... didn't that young man still do it? It shouldn't be too difficult.

no.

Chen Mo shook his head.

It's only been three hours since I came in, and I have to use the points. What if there are other crises in the future? He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, We don't know much about the rules here, so we can't blindly fight.

Deep in the corridor in the distance, the doorman's seemingly ordinary voice came:

It looks like you are all residents here, right?

Crack.

The sound of paper rubbing echoed deep in the corridor.

It's so late, why are you still wandering in the corridor? As the distance shortened, the pale face was already exposed under the light, and the previous face that was at least nine percent human had completely changed.

The corners of its mouth twitched into a smile, and its white-paper-like cheeks were painted with two dazzling scarlets, almost indistinguishable from the paper figurines: In July and a half, the gate of hell is open.

The doorman smiled and asked with concern:

Aren't you afraid of bumping into something dirty?

...

Wen Jianyan, who was pretending to be low-key at the end of the team, twitched the corners of her eyes.

Are you too embarrassed to call other ghosts dirty?

Chen Mo gritted his teeth and said, Let's run separately.

The goal of gathering together is too large, and it is easy to be set on fire. Now the layout of the entire floor has become more complicated. Running separately can at least ensure the chance of more people surviving.

After this crisis passes, exchange props to contact.

The shadows gradually approached, pale, smiling faces looming in the darkness.

There was no time to hesitate now, and the anchors quickly divided into two groups, each running towards the corridor in different directions.

Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng looked at each other quickly and chose the same path.

The corridor is dark and depressing, the air is filled with the dizzying aroma of burning, the copper coins wrapped in red paper are pressed against the window frames, like red eyes in the dark, and small tributes flash from time to time in the corners. Every incense stick on the plate and the white rice was lit, and wisps of blue smoke rose straight up, as if being swallowed by unknown ghosts.

Wen Jianyan ran forward while scanning the closed door on both sides with the corner of her eye.

Although all the corridors on both sides appeared out of thin air, the layout is still the same as the other floors of this building. There are debris piled in the narrow passage, the doors on both sides are closed, and the window is a bottomless and thick darkness.

In the dim light, the numbers on the bronze medal were vaguely visible.

1101, 1102, 1103...

In other words, this is the eleventh floor?

Wen Jianyan was startled.

He suddenly understood that this was not a ghost hitting the wall in the traditional sense, nor was the elevator malfunctioning, but that all the floors were concentrated on the thirteenth floor!

Those corridors extending from the thirteenth floor are the other floors of this entire building!

He seemed to have thought of something, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and glanced down at the screen.

11:42.

There are 18 minutes left until midnight.

At that time, it was the official time for the gate of hell to open.

Behind him, Wang Hanyu was gasping for breath while running. He looked gentle, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. He should be doing clerical work before entering the live broadcast room.

Although his physical strength is not bad compared to ordinary people, he is relatively poor among this group of C-rank anchors, and his speed has gradually slowed down due to the long chase.

Wang Hanyu found the right time to turn his head and glance behind him, his face suddenly turned white.

He subconsciously quickened his pace, let out a rude curse, and shouted in confusion and collapse: Grass, why the hell are these paper figurines just following us?!

Obviously the anchors were divided into two groups, but these paper figures were not as spread out as they imagined.

On the contrary, they seemed to have found the right person, chasing in this direction in unison, without any hesitation at all.

Wen Jianyan also turned her head and glanced.

Under the flickering red light, he saw the doorman whose wrist was broken by him. He smiled, holding his broken wrist with one hand, and stared at him with a pair of dark dull eyes.

And behind the doorman.

The familiar female paper figurines were holding the two dolls, and their eyes were all focused on Wen Jianyan.

Dad, Daddy, come and play with us. The paper boy laughed at the end of the corridor.

Zhou Xiuqing, whose identity was inexplicably replaced and whose wife and children were taken away, also looked at Wen Jianyan with a stern smile on her painted face.

Wen Jianyan: ...

sorry.

I seem to know why.

Su Cheng, who was running beside Wen Jianyan, noticed his small movements and turned his head to look over.

...

The young man coughed dryly, his eyes dodging and not looking at him.

Su Cheng: ………………

Thinking of the scene where they were being chased and blocked by all the paper figures, a very likely guess slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart, causing him to collapse immediately.

isn't it?

Are you fucking offended again? !

This is, Wen Jianyan suddenly thought of something.

He was slightly startled.

wait, this scene...

It seems that it can turn waste into treasure!

Wen Jianyan slowed down a little, took out his mobile phone from his pocket again, turned on the video recording function, and ran forward while aiming the camera of his mobile phone at the paper people who followed behind him.

The scarlet REC appeared in the upper right corner of the screen, recording the horror scene behind it.

【Countdown starts: 10:00】

Wen Jianyan raised the corners of her lips.

There is no fixed shooting location for his main mission this time, so according to his identity card as a supernatural anchor, there should be no problem as long as it is a supernatural scene.

Simply perfect!

[Integrity First] Live Room:

...

……Grass.

Hahahahahaha grass! Kill two birds with one stone!

Hahahahahahahahahaha haha ​​haha ​​haha ​​haha ​​haha ​​haha ​​haha ​​haha ​​that the system publishes the task is not to be angry. How can this dog scammer find a bug every day?

I can't laugh anymore, the paper man who was forced to participate in the completion of the main task: are you polite?

The author has something to say: Paper Man: Although I am not a human being, you are a real dog

——

Everyone... really worked too hard, so tonight there is Jia Geng (slowly kneel down)

Not necessarily what time, don't wait

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