Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 291

"..."

Looking at the new line of words on the black booklet, Wen Jianyan felt a chill rise from behind.

It seems that this is the clue to complete the main quest.

If you want to change from an intern employee of Xingwang Hotel to a full-time employee, you must welcome guests into Xingwang Hotel for check-in.

So, who will the guests be?

As a former employee of [Prosperity Building], Wen Jianyan came to a conclusion almost quickly. He raised his head and looked at the painting in front of him.

Inside the huge, disproportionate frame, there is a strange scene of rain and rain. The blurred pale figure stands quietly in the slanted window. But it was inexplicably chilling.

"Wait a moment"

Huang Mao, who was on the side, noticed Wen Jianyan's gaze, couldn't help but gasped, and stammered:

"You, what do you mean, don't you mean... the woman in the painting is the guest we are going to greet?"

Wen Jianyan sighed:

"I'm afraid so."

Although they were already mentally prepared, after getting a positive reply, everyone couldn't help but sank in their hearts.

Obviously, the guests in the copy of [Xingwang Hotel] are not humans.

Even if the rules of the dungeon are not fully understood, this fact is enough to cause fear.

Wen Jianyan looked at the picture in front of her.

And, the word "welcome"...  

Kind of bad.

It seems that the guests of this dungeon do not act on their own like the previous dungeon, but need to be "received" before they can enter here.

Wen Jianyan seemed to have thought of something, and he stepped towards the huge picture frame in front of him.

As the distance got closer, a thick, moist smell poured into the nostrils.

Wen Jianyan hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand carefully and pressed it on the oil painting in front of her. The uneven rough canvas was dented, and the picture frame hanging on the wall hit the wall, making a "dong" sound. A muffled sound.

"!"

Yun Bilan was surprised: "The back is empty?"

Wen Jianyan didn't look back, just groped between the oil painting frame and the wall with her fingers. Suddenly, she didn't know where he touched—

Hearing a crunch, the huge oil painting in front of him was slowly pulled open like a door, and a gloomy wind with a dull damp blew in instantly.

This oversized oil painting is actually a door that can be opened!

Behind the door is like a small town.

The scene in the town is almost the same as the one in the painting.

The gray-black, gloomy sky was covered with overcast clouds, and the fine raindrops fell down and collected into small pieces of water on the pitted bluestone road.

The stone road stretches far away, and the end of the road...

It is actually the same ruined house as in the oil painting.

The walls and roof of the house are all crooked, the walls are covered with moss, and the walls are peeling off, revealing the gray bricks below, which seem to be in disrepair and abandoned for a long time.

The crooked windows on the wall are like dark eye sockets, staring in this direction absentmindedly.

However, the blurred woman in white in the painting was not there.

This fact did not reassure everyone.

Chen Mo was the first to break the silence: "So, our task is to let the woman in white welcome him to the Xingwang Hotel and make her a guest, right?" "It's probably like this." Wen Jianyan nodded.

His eyes fell on the low house not far away, and it was a good mistake, as if he was thinking about something.

"meet".

This word made everyone shiver involuntarily.

This means that this time, they are not just dealing with the attack of some kind of supernatural event, but are going to [actively approach], or even...

make contact.

Looking at the gloomy broken house not far away, Huang Mao swallowed.

He subconsciously shrank behind Wen Jianyan, and asked in a panic, "But...how can we be considered welcoming?"

Waiting to bow at the door?

Could it be possible... They are going to get in front of people and tell them, come to our hotel and stay for one night?

Huang Mao was frightened by his own imagination, and his face turned slightly blue.

"It's not clear yet."

Wen Jianyan, who was beside him, lowered his head and glanced at the black hard leather book in his hand. There was still only the line of scarlet characters on it, and nothing had changed.

He stuffed the notebook back into his pocket and said, "I'm afraid I can only take one step at a time."

Yellow hair: ""

This answer is completely unreliable!

Holding the last glimmer of hope, Huang Mao turned his head to look at the others, and said hopefully: "However, I remember that the system didn't say before that the main quest does not require the anchors to complete....

"Indeed." Chen Mo raised his eyes and said calmly, "But that doesn't make sense."

In low-level dungeons, not participating in any dangerous events, and simply hiding for time may be the best option, but unfortunately, in high-difficulty dungeons, there is no such solution. any meaning.

Even if the rules of [Xingwang Hotel] do not clearly state it, in such a dungeon, there must be a mechanism that prevents you from finding loopholes, and trying to avoid risks with an opportunistic mentality may be the first to die.

Although Huang Mao knew this in his heart, his instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages still made him unable to hold unrealistic expectations. After listening to Chen Mo's words, Huang Mao showed a look of wanting to cry without tears.

Although reluctant, but... he also had to admit.

Going through this door and entering the hut in the painting has become the only option in front of them.

Suddenly, a young and hoarse voice sounded: "Thirty seconds."

This voice is very unfamiliar, but it is actually coming from their team. Everyone was startled and turned to look in the direction where the voice came from.

The young man with thin skin and hair was standing not far away. He didn't know when it started. He no longer kept his head down, but raised his eyelashes, revealing the pair of strange colors, so black that he couldn't see through. Bright eyeballs.

...white snow?

Obviously, the words just now came from his mouth. This is also the first sentence Bai Xue has said since she entered the dungeon.

After speaking, Bai Xue lowered her head again and returned to her indifferent expression without saying a word.

Wen Jianyan was the one who responded the fastest.

His gaze stayed on Bai Xue for a moment, then he turned his head to look at the rainy space in front of him, and quickly understood what the other party meant: "After entering the rain, you have to run, understand?"

Yun Bilan: "You mean..."

"I don't know the specific situation, but it shouldn't be wrong to listen to his advice,"

Wen Jianyan looked at the people behind him: "We only have thirty seconds from stepping out of this door, and we have to rush to that house before that, understand?"

The others looked at each other and nodded: "Understood."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath: "Are you ready?"

Behind him is a rainy town that exudes a dangerous atmosphere and has no half-person shadows. The long bluestone road extends into the distance, leading straight to a crumbling low house.

The room was dark and cold and unknown, but it became the destination of their operation.

Everyone took a deep breath, calmed down, and nodded slowly.

"run!

Following Wen Jianyan's order, the five of them rushed into the rain curtain at the same time!

As soon as he stepped under the rain, Wen Jianyan immediately understood why Bai Xue warned him so.

The icy rain poured down from the sky, and it seemed to contain some kind of gloomy aura.

Obviously only a few short steps away, but they are becoming weak very quickly.

Fifteen seconds left.

"Don't stop, keep running!!" Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and said loudly.

The crooked house was getting closer and closer to them.

It stood in the rain, like an old man dying, rotten and dry.

There are ten seconds left.

Chen Mo and Wen Jianyan were the fastest, and they rushed straight towards the door of the house.

The door was only vacantly closed, and it opened with a slight push, and a strong damp and musty smell came from the depths of the dark room. However, Wen Jianyan couldn't care less about it now.

While blocking the door, he raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face, and said loudly: "Quick!!"

Huang Mao and Yun Bilan followed closely and plunged into the dark room.

There are five seconds left.

Bai Xue's speed was the slowest, but he was only a few steps away. However, before he was about to step into the door, he tripped over the pitted bluestone road under his feet, and his body was unstable for a while. about to fall

"!"

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and rushed out.

Three seconds left.

Wen Jianyan quickly grabbed the other party's wet arm. Amidst the crackling raindrops, his palm was hot, his fingers tightened forcefully, and he dragged the other party up:

"start running!"

He took a breath, raised his hand, and stroked his wet forehead back to his head, revealing a smooth and white forehead.

It seems that as long as you don't stay in the rain for a long time, you will be fine.

Suddenly, without warning, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the sound of rain outside the house. Wen Jianyan was startled and turned to look in the direction from which the voice came.

Outside the door, there was a gloomy sky and pouring rain. In the distance, a group of people could be faintly seen running in this direction. Clothes, Wen Jianyan still recognized the identity of the other party.

——It was the group of people who had a conflict with them just before the lights went out.

Obviously, although Wen Jianyan left the room in time, the content of the oil painting did not change because of this.

I am afraid that is the reason, so that group of people will enter the same painting with them.

After getting wet by the rain, they obviously realized that the rain was wrong here.

"Don't close the door!"

someone shouted loudly.

Yun Bilan turned her head to look at Wen Jianyan and silently asked for his opinion.

Wen Jianyan nodded.

Although they had some minor conflicts before that, he was not going to kill them because of these little things, and let this group of people be drenched to death in the rain. He's not so bottomless.

Yun Bilan blocked the door and said loudly, "Hurry up!"

Although there was rain blocking the view, and the bluestone road on the ground was equally bumpy, the distance between them and the hut was not too far.

Soon, those people rushed into the room one after another.

Wen Jianyan counted down the seconds in her heart.

Ten seconds left.

Two more people rushed in.

Five seconds.

The last three people remained in the rain curtain.

Thirty seconds have come.

Two of them rushed into the room at thirty-two and thirty-three seconds. Although it was a little late, there was nothing serious except that their faces were paler than the others.

until the last person-

Suddenly, the man's feet slipped, he tripped over something, and fell off balance. However, unlike Bai Xue, no teammates were quick to support him.

The man faced the ground and fell straight to the position in front of the door.

Wen Jianyan was surprised.

Thirty-eight seconds.

The man got up from the ground wet and wet.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wen Jianyan always felt that looking through the rain screen, the other party's face looked strange.

The skin was pale and swollen like soaked paper, almost a translucent color, like a full, about to burst follicle.

With a particularly dazed look on his pale, paper-like face, he fixedly looked into the room.

Wen Jianyan was startled.

He recognized that the person was the anchor who had just collided with Bai Xue in the Xingwang Hotel.

Qi Zhang's domineering look has disappeared from the anchor's face, replaced by a numb and empty look, his teammates shouted his name, but he didn't seem to hear it at all, wet, The swollen eyes turned dully,

Immediately afterwards, he staggered his legs and took a step towards the direction of the room.

However, the moment that step fell, something strange happened.

The originally hard calf bone that was able to support the weight of an adult seemed to disappear, turning into some kind of soft bulging liquid, which broke off under the heavy pressure.

Rather than breaking it, it's better to say it's deformed—

"what!"

Amid the screams of the crowd, the man fell to the ground again.

Like a balloon full of water being smashed to the ground—

His skin could no longer hold the moisture in his body, and it exploded violently.

Countless viscous, rainy-smelling liquids flowed out instantly, and the man's skin seemed to shriveled in an instant, he lost his voice in the blink of an eye, and then...melted like that.

In an instant, the room was dead silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the place where the man disappeared, as if they couldn't believe it, but in just a few seconds, a living human disappeared without the slightest sound, and there was no room for resistance.

At that moment, a chill ran down his spine.

All of a sudden, everyone realized the horror of the rain, and they were afraid of what they had just done.

If it wasn't for them running fast, it might be them that melted away.

Wen Jianyan stared at the place where the man had just fallen, as if thinking of something, and turned to look at Bai Xue who was beside him.

The other party stood there, his face was wet, and his bloodless skin looked even more white like a ghost at the moment. He raised those terrifying black eyes and looked out the door without saying a word. go.

If he remembered correctly, the place where the man stumbled was almost the same as Snow White,

Wen Jianyan looked back.

The wet eyelashes covered the thoughtful eyes.

That person clashed with Bai Xue in the hotel corridor, and fell in the same position where Bai Xue fell and died... Is it a coincidence?

However, in any case, this is not an issue he needs to consider now.

Wen Jianyan raised her hand, wiped her face, and looked at the tall man at the head of the team: "I think, we met in the corridor before?"

The other party turned to look at Wen Jianyan, and also recognized his face: "...Yes."

He doesn't seem to have recovered from what happened just now, his face still looks pale, and the previous arrogance has almost disappeared.

The man's eyes flickered, and he said a little embarrassedly, "Anyway, thank you for helping us keep the door."

"Small things."

Wen Jianyan shrugged.

He smiled slightly, his light-colored eyes lifted, and he looked over through his wet eyelashes, looking gentle and sincere: "Since everyone has entered the same place, it might be better to act together next time, and the odds of success may be better. "

"sure!"

The other party didn't expect that Wen Jianyan would make such a suggestion so generously, and hurriedly agreed.

The smile on Wen Jianyan's lips deepened slightly.

He is not only the target of Black's target, but also bears the two curses of Lucky E and Snow White. In this case, it is most beneficial for him to form a team with others. after all……

He is not a great saint who ignores his past suspicions.

Outside, it was raining heavily.

The rain fell in the water, and the blurred water surface reflected the dark gray-black sky.

Near the door, where the man fell just now was a depression in a bluestone slab.

There was a small pool of water in the depression.

There was nothing on the water, but a dark figure was reflected in the water.

The shadow stood upright, blurred by the continuous falling rain, but it really existed.

The shadow turned its head slowly, little by little—

A face identical to that of the deceased just now was revealed.

However, unlike before, at this moment, that face looked pale and stiff, as if being covered with a white porcelain mask.

The corners of his mouth rose high, pulling out a weird, ritualized smile.