Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 293

"..."

There was a rare silence in the air, except for the sound of dense raindrops hitting the roof.

When they were in the corridor of Xingwang Hotel, Zhong Shan and the others were pressing step by step, arrogant and arrogant, while Wen Jianyan compromised with a good temper and did not have any conflict with them. Now, unconsciously, between the two sides Wen Jianyan became the one who calmly grasped the overall situation and manipulated the direction of events.

He waited patiently.

Finally, Zhong Shan gritted his teeth and seemed to make up his mind: "I...I choose the second."

This is the safest way.

Although this "guest" will be counted on the opponent's team's account, but, as the other party just said, the Xingwang Hotel will turn off the lights three times a day. Even if this time is missed, there are still two other opportunities. They can figure out the way of the attack this time, and they can greatly reduce the risk of death in the future.

"it is good."

Wen Jianyan smiled, not at all surprised by Zhong Shan's choice.

He turned to look at Huang Mao and said:

"Go get the painting."

Huang Mao took a deep breath and nodded.

Although he was afraid, he also knew that in this case, taking the painting by himself was the lowest risk.

With this allocation, Yun Bilan and Chen Mo, who are fighters, will be able to spare their hands to prevent danger.

Huang Mao walked to the frame.

The blurred woman sat motionless inside the canvas, looking extremely blurry in the darkness, except for a pale face that was clear and distinct, making it extraordinarily strange.

He didn't dare to look any further, he just turned his head and lifted it slowly while being careful to prevent his fingers from touching the canvas.

Although the painting is large, it is not too heavy, even Huang Mao can easily pick it up by himself.

Wen Jianyan stood aside, his eyes did not fall on Huang Mao's body, but he concentrated on observing the surrounding situation.

At the moment when the picture left the ground, Wen Jianyan noticed that the rain on the top of the head seemed to have suddenly become smaller. It was pouring down just now, and the raindrops that were densely hitting the roof slowed down without warning, and the dense noise gradually became smaller. , replaced by a disturbing silence.

Although he had expected it, he was still in a hurry.

Wen Jian made it clear, according to the rules... the attack was coming.

"Go!" he said succinctly.

Yun Bilan and Chen Mo protected the yellow hair holding the painting one after the other, carefully and nervously observing the surrounding situation, and walking back quickly along the way they came——

"Tick."

A drop of rainwater dripped down from the broken eaves and fell into the puddles on the ground. The calm water surface rippled, showing a faint pale white color, as if something strange was moving under the water. .

The group quickly returned to the door of the broken house.

The slanted door was half-open, and the sky was gloomy outside.

Sure enough, just like what I heard in the house, the rain outside the house has indeed become smaller, and the rainwater drips down, splashing small water splashes on the ground.

If it's raining now, they should be able to stay outside for a long time.

The bluestone road stretched crookedly into the distance.

Not far away, in the direction from which they came, a half-open door could be vaguely seen.

As long as they pass that door, they can return to the interior of the Xingwang Hotel.

Apart from the lessening of the rain, there didn't seem to be much change outside.

However, it is this excessively eerie calm that makes people feel particularly uneasy.

"..."

Everyone looked at each other.

In any case, now can only go out.

Since there was no burden, Zhong Shan and his party rushed out of the broken house first.

Along the way, they were not blocked, but successfully reached the opposite side of the bluestone road, but they did not enter the Xingwang Hotel immediately, but waited for them at the door.

This is not because of their team spirit, but to observe what form this attack will take in case they encounter it next time.

Across the sparse raindrops, the shadowy figures of the opposing team could be vaguely seen.

Apparently, they were not attacked because they did not have the painting in their hands.

But when it was Wen Jianyan's turn, they were different.

"twenty minutes."

Bai Xue suddenly raised her eyes and spoke again.

After the last experience, Wen Jianyan understood the meaning of the other party almost immediately.

This time, the time they spent in the rain was extended to 20 minutes, that is to say, if they could not return to the Xingwang Hotel for 20 minutes, they had to go back to the broken house and wait for their bodies to recover before moving.

Wen Jianyan took out her pocket watch and checked the time.

Twenty-three minutes have passed since the lights were turned off in Xingwang Hotel, which means that the lights will be turned on again in the last thirty-eight minutes...

They have at most two chances to return to the hotel in between.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, turned to look at his teammates, and nodded.

"Walk."

With an order, they rushed out of the door together, and ran straight towards the Xingwang Hotel!

The icy raindrops fell irregularly, dripping on their faces, bringing a cold chill, but it did not take away too much physical strength from them in an instant like just now, but a little bit. ground, nibbling away their vitality, continued, but slowly.

They were able to stay in the rain for a long time this time, but logically speaking, such a short distance should not take so long.

Not long after running out of the broken house, Wen Jianyan quickly realized that something was wrong.

For some reason, the more they moved forward, the heavier and heavier their bodies became, and their running speed became slower and slower, as if something was pressing down on their backs, causing them to lose weight. Out of breath.

It is only a short distance of a few dozen meters, but as time goes by, this bluestone road seems to be endless and endless.

When they had walked less than half of the distance, they could barely straighten their waists, their legs seemed to be carrying a heavy load, and it would take more than ten seconds to take a single step forward.

Huang Mao's face flushed red, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, struggling to carry the increasingly heavy painting, turning his head to look at Wen Jianyan: "Captain, me, I can't walk anymore!"

Chen Mo gritted his teeth: "Captain, if this trend continues, we will never be able to walk across the road in 20 minutes!"

Wen Jianyan is also aware of this.

He lowered his head and glanced at his watch.

It has only been less than four minutes since they left the house. If they return to the house at this time, even if they come out again next time, I am afraid that the difference from this time will not be too big. Therefore, if they want to return to the Xingwang Hotel alive , it is necessary to understand the reason and the method of cracking in this time.

"Try using props!"

"useless……"

Although the acceleration props and the props to temporarily increase the strength have been activated, the heaviness on their bodies has not disappeared, and even the speed has not increased a bit.

It seems that this copy is somewhat similar to the previous copy in a sense.

As long as they enter the system of the copy, they cannot use the props outside the system to solve the crisis.

This is very troublesome.

Wen Jianyan felt that the weight on his shoulders was completely overloaded, the bones of his shoulders, arms and arms clucked under the heavy pressure, and his muscles were aching. Even if he just stood still, he felt a strong sense of fatigue, as if As long as you take one more step forward, you will be completely crushed.

But...how did this weight come from?

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, her brain was running frantically.

Obviously everything is the same as just now, what is it that traps them and prevents them from leaving?

"tick...tick"

Raindrops fell all around.

Suddenly... Wen Jianyan seemed to realize something suddenly.

Wait, not everything is the same as just now.

It's raining less, isn't it?

The original downpour has now turned into a light rain that falls at two points from time to time, sparsely dripping in the pool, making irregular ticking sounds.

When it just rained heavily, the pouring rain fell on the ground, and the surface of the water was always disturbed, and nothing could be reflected, but now, with the rain decreasing...

The beach on the ground also seemed to have calmed down.

He recalled the warning Bai Xue gave him before entering the dungeon.

- "Beware of shadows".

Wen Jianyan felt the chills on his back stand up.

He took a step and walked towards the depression closest to him.

On the semi-depressed bluestone road, there was a pool of water, and the surface of the water calmed down, only occasionally a drop or two of rain fell, causing a little ripple.

Wen Jianyan saw his own reflection in the water.

as well as--

Countless pale arms covered him.

One by one, layer upon layer, lifeless limbs pressed heavily on his body, swollen by the blisters, bluish-white, stiff and straight fingers tightly grasped him, and were trying to drag him into the water. go down the same.

Countless corpses were pressing down on him like a hill, and they were still climbing up and down more and more.

At the moment of seeing this scene, Wen Jianyan's heart jumped into his throat.

He turned his head sharply and looked behind him.

The back is empty.

There are no wet pale corpses, nor one blue and white arm after another.

However, Wen Jianyan clearly knew...

In a sense, they are on their body. Although they can't see it, their body can feel the cold temperature and heavy weight.

He turned his head, gritted his teeth and said to his teammates;

"Go! Go back to the cabin!"

In the distance, Zhong Shan and the others watched the whereabouts of Wen Jianyan's team not far away through the thin rain curtain, frowning and talking to each other in a low voice.

"What happened? Why did they go back?"

"I don't know..."

From their point of view, they could only see Wen Jianyan and a few people coming out of the house, and then as if they were being held back by something, they walked slower and slower, and after talking in a low voice for a while, they turned around Back in the hut.

Zhong Shan and the others looked at each other in dismay.

Inside the crooked and broken house, the eaves blocked the falling light rain.

After entering the darkness, Wen Jianyan and the others clearly felt that the weight on their bodies gradually decreased, and finally returned to normal.

The crowd gasped for breath.

It was obvious that he had only walked less than ten meters, but everyone seemed to have run for nearly a thousand meters in one breath, sweating on their foreheads and gasping for breath.

"So, so, what happened just now?"

Huang Mao took a breath, turned to look at Wen Jianyan, and asked with difficulty.

Wen Jianyan had a sullen face, and told everyone what she had just seen in the water pool.

He spoke briefly, but everyone still felt a chill rise from their backs.

Although I hadn't seen it with my own eyes just now, even if I only knew that the corpse was swollen by the blisters on my body... This would make the soles of my feet very cold.

Yun Bilan frowned tightly:

"Then...how do we get rid of them?"

The props in the system mall don’t work. Those corpses can’t be seen or touched. As long as they are entangled, they can’t get rid of them. Even if they know the source of the pressure, they can’t escape from here within 20 minutes.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and thought for a while.

After a few seconds, he said slowly:

"It's not entirely impossible."

When the rainwater became smaller and no longer disturbed the water surface, those corpses appeared on their bodies.

In other words, those corpses are not the kind of existence that cannot be seen by the naked eye and can only be illuminated by the surface of the water, but more like some kind of product under the surface of the water...

Only after their shadows fall into the pool will they attach themselves.

And when they're out of the water -- like now, everything will go back to normal.

"In short, next, we try to avoid all the water on the ground." Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and said.

"We've just been—"

"No, it's not that you don't want to step in." Wen Jianyan shook her head, raised her eyes to look at the crowd, and said, "It's to avoid your shadow from being reflected in the water."

"..."

Everyone was stunned, and looked at each other with a stunned look.

Soon, after getting ready, the group reorganized and set off again.

This time, they were very careful, not only paying attention to not stepping on the water, but also trying to prevent their shadows from falling into the pool.

Although this is still unavoidable... However, they can clearly feel that the speed of their weight gain this time is much slower than last time.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In other words, Wen Jianyan's method worked.

Only when the shadows are reflected in the water will those "things" climb up to them.

Soon, they had already walked more than half of the journey, far exceeding the progress of the last time.

But... before everyone could relax, the sudden change occurred!

Huang Mao, who was holding the painting, suddenly felt his feet sink. He was startled and lowered his head to look at his feet.

Half of his foot fell into the water.

But the strange thing is that the small water beach that was only slightly sunken seemed to be bottomless at the moment, and his feet kept sinking down, like...

Something was pulling him down.

"?!"

Huang Mao's pupils shrank, and a panicked look appeared on his face.

His heart tightened, and he subconsciously pulled his feet out of the water, but a stronger pulling force made him stagger.

But in just a few seconds, most of his legs fell into the water.

Huang Mao screamed: "Quick! Come and help—"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a rush of water, and a pale, wet hand suddenly stretched out from the beach and grabbed his ankle from below.

"!!!"

The moment he saw that hand, Huang Mao's face instantly turned white, and the whole person struggled fiercely.

"Ahhhhhh help!!"

He clenched the frame in one hand and screamed.

Hearing the sound, the others turned around suddenly, turned their heads and ran in this direction!

However, the "people" under the water climbed up much faster than the others.

wrist - arm - shoulder -

The limbs with bluish and white hair stick out from under the surface of the water. It is obviously only a very shallow piece of water, but it seems that there is a bottomless abyss beneath it.

A pale, smiling face gradually emerged from the water.

Under the turbid shallow water, those dark and strange eyes stared at the yellow hair, and then slowly moved up, up—

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Huang Mao screamed even more mournfully and struggled even more frantically.

At this moment, several other people finally rushed over.

Chen Mo and Yun Bilan quickly grabbed Huang Mao, one of them grabbed his arm and the other grabbed his waist to prevent him from being pulled down.

However, the strength of human beings is still too small, even if there are two people holding the yellow hair, his body is still sinking down!

Amidst Huang Mao's miserable screams, a pale white figure with a stiff, ritualized smile slowly crawled out from under the water.

"Wait, that's-"

In the distance, a member of Zhong Shan's team took a deep breath and recognized the figure that had emerged from the water at a glance.

It was clearly the teammates among them who didn't have time to run into the room!

Just now, he turned into water in front of everyone and disappeared, but now he actually appeared in front of them again.

And in a terrifyingly terrifying way.

"Help! Help!!!"

Huang Mao screamed incessantly and grabbed his fingers randomly in the air, but he still couldn't stop his body from sinking, but in the blink of an eye, the puddles that could only reach his ankles had already swallowed his waist.

His eyes were full of despair, and he was trembling with fright:

"Something is pulling me down below!"

"..."

Wen Jianyan's gaze moved down and landed at the feet of Chen Mo and Yun Bilan, and suddenly realized something.

After all, the bluestone road is not smooth. No matter how careful they are, they can't completely avoid stepping on the puddles. However, only Huang Mao was attacked, which means...

Huang Mao was attacked not because he accidentally stepped on the beach, but because of the painting in his hand.

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes suddenly, stretched out her hand towards the yellow hair in the water, and commanded succinctly:

"Quick! Pass me the painting!"

Huang Mao also woke up like a dream, and hurriedly handed over the picture frame——

Wen Jianyan raised her hand to hold down the damp picture frame, and then slammed it away!

Just hearing a "click", the already decayed picture frame was broken off a corner, and it was easily disassembled into several pieces, randomly discarded into the water, and sank in the blink of an eye.

Wen Jianyan raised her hand and pulled the canvas out of the frame.

"..."

The field seemed to suddenly fall into a dead silence.

The others stared blankly at his bold move.

Even the corpse clinging to the yellow-haired legs stopped moving briefly.

Wen Jianyan put the canvas in a ball and stuffed it into his pocket:

"What are you still doing! Run!"