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Chapter 541 Ruins of Ashes

Fear is an emotion that everyone has, but some people have been trained to have nerves as strong as steel and will not show it no matter what kind of horror they face. They can always stay calm and take the best response.

After being tempered by the underworld show, Chen Jiuge and I are both such people.

But not showing it doesn't mean that you can't feel fear. Once the fear rooted in your heart is aroused, the consequences will be far more serious than ordinary people.

If this neighborhood can really turn the fears squeezed into our hearts into reality, it will indeed be a disaster for us show hosts, because the fears in the hearts of ordinary people and the fears recognized by show hosts are completely different. Two levels.

Now I somewhat understand Chen Jiuge's instructions: "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

I agreed verbally, but in fact I had no idea in my heart, but this was the only known way to escape from the deep dream, so I had no choice but to face it.

From time to time, the burned houses would make a soft sound, like cracked firewood, making a "bang bang" sound, and a pungent stench floated in the air, as if the entire neighborhood was a huge burned-out house. Like a wound.

"Getting ready to enter the central area." Chen Jiuge turned to look at me, and then walked side by side with Ye Bing.

Ever since he entered the Despair Street, he has been very close to Ye Bing and wanted to hide in Ye Bing's shadow. This abnormality caught my attention.

"Ye Bing is just an ordinary person. The fate of losing one's family is of no use in a dream. What does Chen Jiuge want to do?" I never believe that he would be kind enough to protect Ye Bing. As a show host, I understand this profession better than anyone else. After experiencing life and death, people will become indifferent. Under the deliberate indoctrination of the show, every show host is actually selfish. The lives of irrelevant people are sometimes not as important as points.

I followed Chen Jiuge carefully. The streets were getting narrower and narrower, and there were more and more forks in the road. The whole block gave people a depressing feeling. The occasional noise coming from the dark house could scare people. .

"Look at that!" Truman, who was walking at the end of the team, suddenly shouted. He pointed at a certain house. It was a three-story building that was burned black. Just now, there was a burnt black hole on the balcony of the third floor. The figure flashed past.

I stopped and stood at the door of the building, frowning: "What is that? It's different from thoughts and human-shaped shadows. It seems to have its own body? Is it a nightmare?"

"Don't stop, leave quickly, it will be troublesome if you get entangled with them." Chen Jiuge also noticed the strange movement just now, and immediately spoke, his voice was serious, with a sense of urgency.

"What it is?"

"It's a monster unique to the Despair Street." Chen Jiuge explained while running forward: "The memory of the person who was burned to death is fused with the body. I don't know the specific cause of this situation. It may be Because the burning pain has been deeply imprinted on every inch of the skin, or it may be because of the extreme pain from the body, the memory has perfectly restored the basic body structure. Don't worry so much, you can hide when you see the black shadow Just stay far away, and don’t even think about fighting them. This is their territory. If you’re not careful, you may stoke a hornet’s nest and cause a big mess.”

I nodded and recalled the scene I had just seen with my eyesight. The black shadow maintained the basic appearance of a human being, but was burned beyond recognition. Among the charred blackness and scars, only a pair of cold eyes could tell the difference. .

The first impression it left on me was that it was hideous and ugly. Even though my mental capacity is far beyond ordinary people, I still feel a little numb.

"I don't know how many monsters similar to it are hidden in this block..." The area of ​​the Despair Block is ten times that of the Lightless Block. The number of monsters hidden here should also be a desperate number.

Without thinking too much, Chen Jiuge seemed to have other life-saving tools on him. The black figures hiding in the building were just watching from a distance, as if they were worried about something and did not attack us.

After walking for about an hour, Chen Jiuge, who was leading the way, stopped: "We're here, right here, but I suggest we don't go in for the time being. It's too dangerous inside."

What appeared in front of us was a huge building complex, with rows of buildings connected together. They should have been separated originally, but the fire burned, the attic collapsed, and the ruins piled up together, making it form a whole, as if it was inhabited. Like a devil's castle, it exudes an unusual aura.

"That's it?" Chen Jiuge walked around in the alley. I knew he was taking a detour on purpose and didn't want to tell me the real way in and out. However, I am a Buddhist and Taoist practitioner. I swallowed the Flower of Dreams before, so my mind is clear and my memory is strong. Surprisingly, I have already memorized the route in my mind.

"This large area of ​​ruins is the core of the Despair Street. The mirror I'm talking about is in the tallest building in the ruins." Chen Jiuge and Ye Bing stood together, and they stopped in front of a burnt door. .

"Do you want to go in from here?" I looked at the shaky door in front of me and wondered if the whole door panel would fall down if I pushed it with my hands.

"There are many entrances, and this is just one of them." Chen Jiuge pointed to the surrounding doors and windows. This large building complex is made up of many houses spliced ​​together, so there are many open door and window passages. If you want to be in such a large building, It is not easy to find a mirror: "Different entrances lead to different places. If you really want to go in, then follow me and don't run around. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

After he finished speaking, he entered first and warned Ye Bing repeatedly not to let Ye Bing get too far away from him.

"So concerned about Ye Bing? This is not like the style of a show host." Truman and I followed closely and walked into this large area of ​​ruins covered in ashes.

The internal environment of the building complex is more complicated than I imagined. The small rooms are connected to each other, and the walls are all cracked and black. If you turn around for a long time, it will give people the illusion that every room is similar. It's easy to get lost.

"It can awaken the fear in people's hearts. In fact, I really want to know what is the most fearful thing in my heart?" If I let outsiders know this idea, they would definitely be shocked. I am basically numb to fear, no matter how terrifying it is. When something appears in front of me, there are only two results. First, I am killed by it, and second, I successfully escape. When life and death are put aside, any fear will be greatly reduced.

The floor beneath his feet had long been burned, and the tiles were blackened and full of cracks. Things in the room were in a mess, and traces of the deceased's painful struggle in the process of being burned to death could be seen everywhere.

I am studying the deformed home anti-theft lock on the door frame. The lock head has been smashed and deformed, the inside has been burned, and the door is full of marks beaten by the deceased.

It was so miserable, the fire burned, flesh and blood mixed together and smashed against the door, tearing off a layer of skin with every collision.

"Someone deliberately locked him in the house?" I looked at the black marks of flesh and blood on the door. They were very low, only reaching my waist. The deceased didn't look too old. Looking at the spread of the fire, it should have started from the kitchen. The person who came over said: "This is an old-fashioned gas fire. The gas hood has been burned down to only the iron frame. This fire scene is a bit like a fire caused by a naughty child playing with fire when parents are not at home."

The door was locked, and the little guy couldn't escape. The fire blocked the window and spread into the house.

I stared at the scorched black mark on the door, and then looked at the burned iron anti-theft lock. I simulated the scene in my mind. The flames spread, there was no way to escape, and the only door was locked.

The child banged on the security door desperately, trying his best to survive, but no one could rush in to save him. When the thick smoke blinded his eyes and the flames burned his body bit by bit, the pain should be called despair.

I reached out and pulled off a layer of black leather from the security door. At this moment, I finally understood why this neighborhood was called the Despair Neighborhood.

"Don't move!" Chen Jiuge suddenly waved to me and asked me to stay away from the door. He took me around in another direction. From this position, I saw a human-shaped black figure lying outside the security door. It was not tall. High, like a burned-to-death child.

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