After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

All dream tourists enter the nightmare world with a wish.

Whether it's the mentality of keeping a salted fish to save your life or trying to get a good impression by any means, everyone is the same on the point of "seeking something."

It's just that the personality is different, and the degree of eagerness to realize the wish is also different.

Therefore, the "great reward" that the captain said is very attractive to some dream visitors, but because of shame and conscience, no one wants to show it.

And no one can guarantee that the next person to die will be oneself...

"Dear guests, I hope you will think carefully and carefully prepare for tonight's story meeting."

The old captain finished speaking, bowed slightly to everyone, and led the waiter out of the banquet hall.

"What shall we do next?" The social animal youth was not thankful for the generous rewards the old captain said. As a newcomer, he was scared and sad about the two corpses that were divided into two on the carcass.

The expressions of the people are subtle, and in less than twelve hours, they will usher in a new round of horror stories.

"Let's find clues to break the game separately," said the red hair.

"But I don't have a clue right now..." The social animal youth looked frustrated and completely did not know where to start.

Big Wave: "Group, the old man leads the newcomer to find clues."

Among the remaining newcomers, only the social animal youth and the inch-headed girl can remain calm a little bit. Axue and Aqing in the triplets can no longer think normally, and the couple has no plans to join in the search for clues.

"You said...will I be like that girl tonight... drowning in the bathtub and then floating... floating..." The girl named Weiwei stubbornly grabbed her boyfriend's hand, looked pale and crazy, and suddenly cried stand up.

Her boyfriend hugged her and comforted her over and over again: "Don't be afraid or not, I'll go to your house to accompany you tonight."

"But... the rule is not to prevent you..." Weiwei stared in horror, her tears brushing away.

The boyfriend wiped away the tears for her, and said softly: "Why don't you care about it, can you stay by yourself tonight?"

The big wave frowned, bit the cigarette and looked away, and muttered: "Knowingly committing a crime, this world is really not suitable for couples. It is more convenient to leave it alone."

The red-haired man nodded: "As for the mental state of those newcomers, it is a bit difficult to live to the next instance. Not to mention following the rules and escaping the death trigger. It is hard to say whether the sober value can be held."

Chi Nan turned to the dark tea with a dazed expression: "What is your sober value now?"

Black tea froze for a few seconds: "87..."

After a pause, he looked at Chi Nan anxiously: "You said, if I didn't tell the story last night, would that girl..."

"Then there will be a new method of death, and a new dead person." Chi Nan said.

Black Tea's lips trembled, but there was no sound.

"You just happened to be selected," Chi Nan said confidently. "As for the rules, we will find them as soon as possible."

Black Tea nodded frustratedly: "I want to rest by myself for a while."

Chi Nan pulled out the calming medicine from the medicine bag they brought, told the black tea to take it, and then teamed up with Ye Chang to find clues.

"I want to go to the painting exhibition hall." Chi Nan quickly made a decision. He always had a hunch that the paintings on display might change after the new deceased appeared.

Ye Chang pushed his glasses: "We thought of going somewhere."

The group of big waves and short hair iron Ts who went with them to paint the exhibition hall was the first time they entered this death exhibition hall. When the lights of the exhibition hall were on, they couldn't help but utter a low voice, followed by their expressions. It became extremely ugly. After browsing for less than half a minute, the big wave finally couldn't hold back: "I went to the corridor to smoke a cigarette..."

Short hair iron T: "Me too..."

If they stayed any longer, they would be thrown up by these bizarre paintings of death.

What is more frightening than these paintings is the calm attitude of the newcomers Chi Nan and Ye Chang. It seems that these **** paintings will not affect their spirit and judgment.

The experienced Big Wave secretly thought that in reality, people who are so calm are either genius, mentally ill or abnormal.

"There is an extra picture here."

In less than five minutes, Chi Nan found a new painting from hundreds of paintings.

In the center of the painting is a mahjong table covered with white cloth. Among the messy mahjong tiles, four "West" stained with blood are particularly conspicuous. The blood oozing from the mahjong tiles stains the red tablecloth, and the dark red spreads dots. .

Sitting around the mahjong table were four women who had been cut in half. They touched the mahjong tiles with their only hands, smiled curiously at the corners of their lips, and played "West" together.

The row of numbers below the painting happens to be today's date.

"There are also more pictures here."

Chi Nan followed Ye Chang's point and looked at it. In the center of the painting was a bathtub filled with water. The pale and swollen girl floated on the water, and her long hair was mixed in the water to fill a bathtub. Holding a cell phone tightly in his hand.

The numbers under the painting are exactly the same as those on the Mahjong table.

"It seems that the time of death and the time of creation are synchronized." Chi Nan said.

Ye Chang nodded in agreement, and looked at these death paintings thoughtfully for a moment: "So, once we die, will our own death pictures be displayed here?"

He curled his lips: "That's quite annoying, because I don't have the right to privacy anymore."

The two and everyone talked about their findings and speculations. The sleepwalkers quickly gathered in the painting exhibition hall, feeling depressed, nauseous, and creepy without exception.

Some of them ran to the bathroom to throw up.

"This painting exhibition hall is open to us, and it should also be part of the clue, does it imply our way of death..." The red-haired man resisted the discomfort and said when he looked at the painting and analyzed it.

The social animal youth was horrified: "Do we want to find our own predictions of death from these paintings one by one..."

Big Wave didn't speak, and looked at Chi Nan in silence for a long while: "What do you think?"

"The paintings on display are death methods that have been'used', and it should have nothing to do with deaths that have not happened yet," Chi Nan said, turning his eyes to the empty frame. "I'm more curious about what the painting is. Kind of."

The red-haired boy grumbled: "If it's not a notice, what's the point of hanging these paintings here..."

"Probably, I love art and want to share works with us?" Ye Chang said, looking serious and confused like a student who answered the teacher's questions well.

Everyone: "..." This boy looks gentle and well-behaved. Why is there such a big contrast between what he said?

Chi Nan glanced at Ye Chang lightly. He loves art, which is what he said perfunctorily yesterday.

I came out of the painting exhibition hall at 12 noon, lunch time, but after all the mornings, no one was in the mood to have lunch anymore, except for Chi Nan.

He also grabbed the black tea and ate it together.

"Where do you want to go after dinner?" Ye Chang took a large box of ice cream and ate it happily.

Chi Nan stared at the ice cream in his spoon, his apple slipped slightly: "Go to the deck to bask in the sun."

Ye Chang nodded, then scooped up the ice cream with another clean spoon, and handed it to Chi Nan, where the rich and sweet milk scent came over his face.

"Would you like to taste something? The taste is pretty good, and the sweetness is just right." Ye Changxiao said slightly, his eyes narrowed behind the lenses.

Chi Nan swallowed again: "No, thank you."

As he said, he picked up a lemon and bit it.

Ye Changxiao: "Do you really hate sweets so much?"

Chi Nan pursed his lips: "Sugar allergy."

"Oh, that's it." Ye Chang raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't speak any more.

After the meal, Chi Nan took black tea and went outside the cabin to soak up the sun.

The black tea was sitting on the deck and blowing in the sea breeze. Although he was still listless, his sobriety value had returned to 70, and it was gradually in a stable state.

Chi Nan was a little drowsy in the sun...

When I first boarded the cruise ship, everyone felt that the sunset on the sea was magnificent, but now when I look at this **** sunset, there is always an indescribable feeling.

Even the sparkling sea is like a metaphor for the disaster of blood and light.

"The sun has sunk a bit." Ye Chang leaned his hands on the fence and said, looking at the sea level.

Yesterday, the entire sunset hung above the sea level, and today it has been swallowed by the sea by one third.

The old captain said that when the sunset falls below the sea level and night falls, the trip of the Twilight will end.

"Our time may be running out." Ye Chang turned his head and looked at the sleepy Chi Nan from a distance.

Before Chi Nan spoke, the old captain's voice sounded behind him: "Young guests, please enjoy the beautiful sunset."

Chi Nan turned his head, his faint green eyes reflected the setting sun: "Old Captain, do you have time to chat with us?"

The old captain was startled, somewhat surprised, as if he had never been invited by a guest during the long sailing years.

So he smiled courteously: "This guest, what do you want to talk about?"

"Twilight, and the story on the Twilight." Chi Nan's casual posture was very relaxed, as if during a chat, a curious passenger wanted to learn about the history and stories of the old cruise ship.

The old captain laughed: "Sorry, the story of the Twilight Ship needs to be found by the guests themselves."

"Oh, why is this cruise ship called Dusk?" Chi Nan asked again.

The old captain straightened his back and looked at the horizon of the sea from a distance. He was silent for a while before he said: "Twilight is the most beautiful moment on the sea, but when dusk arrives, travellers drifting on the sea are especially likely to miss their relatives, friends, and friends on the shore. spouse."

"I named her Dusk, because I believe that the ship will keep driving, crossing the sea horizon and the sunset over there, and then we can dock and reunite with them. That day will come soon."

The expression in the old captain's eyes changed, and Chi Nan keenly caught the despair that flashed in his eyes.

"But there is no way to get to the shore, right?" Chi Nan asked tentatively.

The old captain's body suddenly stiffened, his expression instantly cold, and his tone was furious and panicked: "As long as the guests enjoy the journey of the Twilight, it will take us where we want to go, wherever we want to go!"

After speaking, the old captain folded back into the cabin angrily.

Hei Cha looked at the sudden turn of the atmosphere, and said in a daze, "Did something happen to this boat that rushed him like that..."

Chi Nan yawned: "Something must have happened, and it's important to us."

Time flies quickly, and it's eight o'clock in the evening in a blink of an eye, and the setting sun is still hanging above the sea level.

The curtain of the banquet hall was reopened, and the three corpses were moved to the window, quietly bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

"Dear guests, we have finally waited for the new round of story meeting, and hope to hear more wonderful stories from you tonight."

The old captain still kept a courteous smile and looked at the crowd with glamour, but no one looked at his eyes or talked for a while.

There was a stalemate in silence for ten minutes.

"No one wants to start telling a story tonight?" The old captain looked at everyone questioningly.

Still no one responded, everyone here is not you looking at me, I am looking at you, but bowed their heads and looked at the toes of their own or those around them.

The old captain smiled regretfully: "If there is a guest who didn't tell a story that night, I'm sorry, that guest will face very severe punishment by the Dusk."

The hearts of everyone sank, and the red-haired man asked dumbly, "...what kind of punishment?"

The old captain said: "There is a special room on the Dusk, which is generally not open to the public, but if any guest forgets to tell a story, we will invite him to the house for the night."

"Special...Where is the special?"

The old captain smiled secretly, and his voice increased a little bit: "It is a gift left by the passing guests of the Twilight, but what exactly is it... Only the guests who live in can know."

Just when everyone was terrified and couldn't help getting goosebumps, Chi Nan said in a low voice, "I look forward to it."

He said it very sincerely.

Dark tea: "..."

Ye Chang looked over, with a smile in his eyes: "Same expectation."

"By the way," Ye Chang looked at the old captain, and said calmly, "Excuse me, how many people can live in this special house at most?"