Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 303

Hearing the call from upstairs, several people looked at each other.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at Huang Mao:

"You stay here to look for clues, and notify me immediately if you find anything, and the others will go up with me."

They have just been on the first floor for a while, and nothing unusual has happened, and Bai Xue, who is a psychic, has not given any warnings. Then, the first floor is likely to be safe, even if it is not capable of fighting. It doesn't matter if Huang Mao is left alone.

More importantly, his talent is not only very useful for searching for clues, but can also be alert to the surrounding to the greatest extent.

As for bringing others upstairs, Wen Jianyan also has his own considerations.

Although they temporarily formed an alliance with the Black team, they came from two factions after all, so it was too early to talk about trust.

Therefore, in order to timely respond to possible changes on the second floor, it is best to gather the main team members together.

The group walked upstairs.

Different from the masonry structure of the whole building, the stairs of the small building are made of wood, soaked by the moisture in the air, showing a wet black-brown color, and crunching under the feet.

Soon, Wen Jianyan and a few people came to the second floor.

As expected, the walls on both sides of the second floor are full of wet marks, and there are obvious traces of life in the area separated by wooden baffles, messy beds, clothes, furniture... Except for the absence of half a person, almost Couldn't find the slightest exception.

Wen Jianyan retracted her gaze and continued to walk forward.

Soon, the group came to the deepest room on the second floor.

This should be the master bedroom, which is very large. The old-fashioned wooden double bed is placed in the center of the room. Through the gray window, you can see the dark sky and the misty rain outside. The raindrops are pounding. Hit the window, and countless wet marks fell, blurring the scene outside the window.

The black team stood in the room with solemn expressions, all staring at the same place.

After Wen Jianyan walked in, the originally spacious room suddenly became narrow.

"What did you find?" Wen Jianyan stepped forward and asked.

"painting."

The team leader of the opposing team answered succinctly.

He turned sideways and let Wen Jianyan look behind him.

Directly opposite the bed, against the wall, was a huge oil painting.

In the wet wooden frame, the canvas is lacquered black, and four figures can be vaguely seen in it, two big and two small, standing upright side by side, the facial features are blurred, and the only thing that can be seen clearly is the four of them. face.

Like being covered with a pale mask, the four high and low faces floated in the darkness, eerie and chilling.

On the side, Yun Bilan slowly opened her mouth to break the dead silence and asked the question in everyone's heart:

"If... bring this painting back to the Xingwang Hotel, wouldn't the 'guests' brought back..."

The captain of the Black team nodded gloomily.

Although they didn't plan to bring this picture back to the [Xingwang Hotel], it gave them an extremely ominous signal.

A painting can open a door to the [Xingwang Hotel] and lead the guest into one of the guest rooms.

but……

There is not necessarily only one resident in a painting.

This painting is just that.

If you bring it back to the [Xingwang Hotel], then, in that room, there will be four guests at a time instead of one.

When realizing this, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill behind their backs.

Different from the peace that appeared at the beginning of this dungeon, the crisis hidden here is far more dangerous than the surface.

"Also, also

There is one detail.

"Chen Mo turned his head and glanced at the door behind him.

Black team leader "You found it too?"

"Yes." Chen Mo nodded.

There are four chairs beside the table on the first floor. In addition to the master bedroom on the second floor, there are also two bedrooms. According to various details in this small building, it can be roughly inferred that there is a family of four living here.

There are also four figures in the painting, two big and two small.

This is definitely not a coincidence.

"That is to say," Chen Mo frowned slightly, his calm and handsome face showing a thoughtful look, "the people on the canvas in this small town are actually the residents here... right?"

"At least that's how it looks from the clues now." The captain of the Black team nodded and said.

In this way, some doubts can be explained.

Why does a small building with such a strong atmosphere of life look like time has stopped, everything remains the same, but the people in it have disappeared.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and had a vague idea in her heart.

Obviously, nightmares and the real world are connected.

Different from [Dream Amusement Park] and [Changsheng Building], this town connected to [Xingwang Hotel] obviously has a very clear realistic prototype.

So... what happened?

Why did this place turn into an empty ghost town overnight?

All the residents have become terrifying existences that are neither human nor ghosts, trapped in the painting, what does this have to do with the prosperous hotel connected here

Countless questions swirled in his mind, but no answer could be reached for a while.

"In any case, this is good news."

The captain of the black team glanced at the painting against the wall and said.

"That at least gives us a direction for our next move."

In this rainy town, each painting is hidden in a different building, and an hour will quickly run out if you search aimlessly.

However, after knowing the essence of the painting, which is the town residents, they can greatly narrow the search range for them - then, they don't need to touch each building one by one, but only need to find the most interesting Buildings that may exist to live in are sufficient.

While everyone was discussing, Wen Jianyan walked to the edge of the window and looked out through the blurry gray window.

The whole town was shrouded in the ghostly rain, basically low-rise bungalows, the bluestone road was crooked, and the end was hidden in the rain, looking lifeless and lifeless.

Judging from the moment when the time downstairs was frozen, it should have been meal time...

Can't tell if it's lunch or dinner.

At this time, the vast majority of people will stay at home, even if the population in this small town is not large, it will not be too difficult for them to find [painting].

So, the question now is probably how to find the paintings with the least number of "guests".

Although Wen Jianyan's eyesight is not as good as Huang Mao's, it is enough to look around the small building. Soon, he locates a few small and very low huts.

but……

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful look, and her eyes fell into the distance.

If it is as he guessed, the prototype here is a small town that exists in the real world, then, in addition to houses, there will be other buildings here...

Such as schools, shops, clinics, etc.

If so—

Before waiting for Wen Jianyan to continue thinking, Huang Mao's tense voice came from downstairs: \u0026quo

t;Hey, hey—are you still up there, come down!

"It's not the first time that Wen Jianyan has had a copy with Huang Mao, and he almost immediately discovered the horror and tone of voice hidden in the other party's voice.

... something must have gone wrong on the first floor.

His eyes narrowed, and he looked at the other team members, then turned and walked to the first floor.

Since there is no search value on the second floor, because there are many ghosts in it, and the road to go back will be opened, the painting on the second floor cannot be moved, so the Black team no longer stays on the second floor. But directly followed.

Soon, everyone returned to the first floor.

Just as Wen Jianyan walked to the first floor, Huang Mao rushed over with a terrified look on his face, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and grabbed his arm firmly: "You, come and see!"

He pointed out the door.

The outside looked the same as before.

The cold and rainy rain continued to fall, ticking on the bluestone road, and everything was blurred in the gray without borders.

Yun Bilan, who came over, showed a confused look:

"What is this to see...?"

"It's there, there!!"

Huang Mao was a little anxious, he raised his hand and pointed to a place with force: "Beside the bluestone road, in the direction we just came..."

He swallowed, and his voice suddenly became dry:

"Didn't you find it, there seem to be two places... there is no rain."

Wen Jianyan looked carefully at the place Huang Mao pointed, and quickly realized what he was talking about.

In the rain curtain, the location where they came in...

There are two obvious holes.

The rain fell endlessly, but there were no raindrops in those two positions, the rain fell on the upper edge of the void, and then disappeared like that.

It was as if there was something there that could not be seen, but actually existed.

In an instant, everyone's heart sank.

really……

"They're chasing in."

Although the [door] of the oil painting disappeared immediately after they entered the town, as Wen Jianyan thought, this did not seem to prevent the two "guests" from chasing into the town.

Obviously, they were being targeted.

As long as you don't return to the Xingwang Hotel through another door, the danger will follow.

"No, but," Huang Mao took a deep breath and said timidly, "since I found them, they haven't moved."

not moving at all.

Just like a dead thing.

Neither approaching the house forward nor wandering around looking for the target, if it wasn't for the two holes that the rain couldn't fall into, Huangmao would even wonder if he had guessed wrong.

Wen Jianyan: "I guess... maybe it's because they didn't find us."

"What do you mean?" one asked.

"When we were inside the Xingwang Hotel, the ghost had been standing in front of our door and didn't move, didn't he?" Wen Jianyan raised her hand, wrapped her half-wet hair behind her ears, and kept her eyes on the rain. The two holes in the , slowly said:

"So I guess we can't see them, and they shouldn't be able to see us... The only medium that connects the two worlds is water."

Therefore, although the residents in 408 had already walked to the door, they did not do anything, but blood continued to overflow from the crack of the door.

Because in the dry environment, it is impossible to confirm their location.

That is to say...

In the rainy town, as long as they stay in a dry environment, they will not

will be detected, but once they enter the rain, they will be "discovered".

However, if they want to leave here, return to the Xingwang Hotel, and completely get rid of the pursuit, they must enter the rain to find the location of the next painting.

Everyone looked sullen, as if an invisible cloud was pressing on their foreheads.

"Speaking of which," Huang Mao seemed to have thought of something, turned his head to look at Wen Jianyan, and said hesitantly, "Didn't you ask me to find clues before? I seem to have found something, but I don't know if I can send it to you. use…"

With that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

The door on the first floor of the small building was wide open from the beginning, so there was a visual blind spot at the door that no one had ever explored. With the movement of Huang Mao pushing the door, that small area appeared in front of everyone.

That is……

A wooden umbrella stand.

In the umbrella stand, four gray umbrellas were lying slantingly.

Everyone was startled, showing unexpected expressions.

However, they also responded quickly.

The bluestone road, the structure of the masonry houses... Many details in this town show that even before the whole town was enveloped by this ghostly rain, it was already a very humid place. Umbrellas are quite normal.

"I know what you mean, but it's useless."

The black team leader shook his head and said, "Do you think we haven't tried to use items like umbrellas before, but there's something wrong with the rain in this town, it's not real rain, and it won't be blocked by any entity, even if it hits Umbrellas, these raindrops will still fall on us."

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes, and her eyes fell on the umbrellas.

I don't know if it was his delusion...

I always feel that the material of these umbrellas seems a bit weird.

He stepped forward, bent down, picked up an umbrella, and gently twisted the umbrella surface with his fingers:

"..."

"What did you find?" Chen Mo noticed that Wen Jianyan's expression was wrong and asked.

Wen Jianyan turned around and handed the umbrella to Chen Mo:

"You touch."

Chen Mo was stunned when he touched it.

Yun Bilan "Hmm? What's going on?"

Chen Mo calmed down, turned his head to look over, his deep tone was a little weird, and he said slowly, "This umbrella... seems to be made of human skin."

The touch is too soft and delicate to be made of any material other than skin.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes fell on the four umbrellas, and their faces were stained strangely.

To know……

There are four people in this family, and there are four umbrellas in total.

This is really hard to think about.

It was the captain of the Black team who broke the silence first by speaking: "In this case...then these umbrellas should be able to block the rain outside." The cold rain with strange power cannot be blocked by the entity, but it can truly fall on humans.

In other words, only humans themselves can be exposed to rain.

By analogy, these four human skin umbrellas can block the rain and keep them dry in the rain.

It has to be said that its appearance is simply a blessing in disguise for them.

But the problem is...

It only has four.