Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 50

At first glance, this woman is the key NPC in the entire dungeon, and it is the kind that publishes core tasks.

After Wen Po's voice fell, the mobile phones in all the anchors' pockets shook.

As C-level anchors, Chen Mo and Wang Hanyu immediately understood that this was a new mission released.

They couldn't help but feel refreshed.

This shows that they are on the right track this time.

"Who stole the Soul Locking Altar?" Chen Mo stood up and continued to ask, "Where should we go to find them?"

"The one who stole the soul altar is the resident of this building."

Wen Po staggered forward with a cane and slowly lit the incense on the incense altar in front of the Bodhisattva statue.

She lowered her eyes, and the corners of her wrinkled mouth trembled slightly: "They actively introduced evil things into their homes, not only harming themselves, but also their family members."

That is to say, the residents who had the massacre happened were the ones who stole the Soul Locking Altar.

"Could it be 1304 and 1306?"

Wang Hanyu was stunned for a while, and asked subconsciously.

"..."

Wen Po sighed, lowered her eyes, and recited something in her mouth: "The Bodhisattva is merciful."

Su Cheng thought about it and asked, "How many of the Soul Locker Altars have been lost?"

"Three altars."

Wen Po said slowly.

The three anchors were all startled.

In other words, there should be another massacre in this building, but they haven't found the place yet.

"That is to say, as long as you find the Soul Locking Altar and put it back in place, it will all end?"

Wang Hanyu confirmed.

Po Wen raised her cloudy eyes, which were covered with white veil, and nodded slowly: "Naturally."

In this case, their next task is very clear, to retrieve the three stolen soul lock altars, bring them back here, and let the Bodhisattva suppress the evil spirits again.

Wang Hanyu and Chen Mo looked at each other and nodded.

Su Cheng turned his head subconsciously, looking for Wen Jianyan's figure.

The young man stood alone at the junction of light and dark, leaning against the door frame in a relaxed manner, his eyes lifted slightly, and he stared at the brass-colored Bodhisattva statue in front of him.

The candle in front of the Buddha statue shimmered in his amber eyes, like a splash of fire.

He broke the silence by speaking:

"Since the soul altar is so dangerous, why did the residents steal them?"

Granny Wen stroked the beads on her wrist, her cloudy eyes lowered, and she said slowly, "In order to regain freedom, evil spirits will tempt those with weak will."

She shook her head, her voice hoarse and old: "They took the initiative to stay away from the bodhisattva's blessings and deviated from good thoughts."

Wang Hanyu assured: "Wen Po, trust us, we will bring back the Soul Locking Altar and make this all over."

Wen Po raised her eyes and said slowly:

"In that case, I have something here that should be able to come in handy."

She walked to the chest of drawers next to the statue of the Bodhisattva, and took out a small mahogany box from the cabinet. The lid of the box was pulled open, making a harsh rubbing sound.

Wen Po caught a handful of incense ashes from the incense burner, muttered words in her mouth, and then slowly sprinkled the incense ashes into the box.

After doing all this, she took out a palm-sized gossip mirror from the box.

"This is……?"

Wen Jianyan was startled.

Wen Po: "You should have also discovered that after nightfall, the whole building has changed."

really.

The original thirteen-story high-rise building has only one floor left, and the remaining twelve floors are radiated in all directions with the thirteenth floor as the main axis, changing from a three-dimensional structure to a planar structure.

"Actually, this is the power of evil spirits that is changing our world."

Wen Po carefully stroked the mirror surface with her palm covered with incense ashes, making the already gray mirror surface even darker, making it impossible for people to penetrate her shadow: "Now, its power has swelled to the point where I can't suppress it. , the boundary between the underworld and the underworld has become blurred, and in a few hours, we will be drawn into that world forever."

"But...it hasn't reached that point yet."

Wen Po looked at the anchors in front of her and said slowly: "The Soul Locker is no longer on our side, but is hidden in the opposite world."

"If you want to get back the Soul Locking Altar, you need to go through this mirror, cross the boundary between yin and yang, and go to that world to find it.

"This trip is dangerous, do you really want to?"

"Of course." The anchors nodded.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Not at all willing.

But do I have a choice?

Granny Wen scanned the room with her cloudy eyes, and then handed the mirror to Wang Hanyu:

"Your spirituality is the strongest, and this thing will be handed over to you for safekeeping."

"OK."

Wang Hanyu took a step forward and stretched out his hand to take the mirror from Granny Wen's hand. The moment his fingers touched the mirror, his movements involuntarily paused for a moment.

Wen Jianyan keenly captured the other party's brief pause.

……Well.

In this case, this mirror must be a hidden object in this copy.

However, although its rarity is not easy to say, it should be either ordinary or difficult, and the possibility of legend is unlikely.

After explaining how to use the mirror, the group left Po Wen's room.

After a brief discussion, they finally decided to go back along the same path and first go to 1304, where they had visited once, to find the Soul Locking Altar.

Outside the door, the giggling monster had disappeared, leaving only a cold and dead corridor. The rice on the ground had turned completely black, the three sticks of incense on it had burned out, and the surrounding fruits had also shriveled. rot.

There was a disturbing eerie vibe in the air.

After leaving the room, Chen Mo tried to contact the anchors who were separated from them earlier.

No one responded.

This is not a good sign.

The group moved forward with more caution, for fear of encountering any terrifying creatures that came out to make trouble. They were lucky, and they did not encounter any danger until they returned to the main corridor.

The thirteenth floor is here.

Compared with when they left before, this floor has changed even more. The walls on both sides of it have begun to widen, the distance between the corridors has nearly tripled, and the opposite door that was close at hand has now become extraordinarily far away.

The lights above his head flickered dimly, with a faint red light.

But at least the order of the house numbers has not changed.

Soon, they came to the door of room 1304.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, calmed down, and slowly reached out and pushed the door open.

The door opened silently inward.

A strong rancid odor wafted in the air, and the four terrifying paper figurines had disappeared, leaving only an empty, pitch-black room.

The four entered.

"Are you ready?" Wang Hanyu looked around and said, "I started."

He pressed his palm against the cold and cloudy mirror surface, and began to slowly recite a few formulas taught to him by Mrs. Wen.

Not like Chinese, nor Sanskrit.

The syllables are weird and weird, and they can only be memorized by rote, like some kind of incantation, repeated over and over again in a deliberately lowered voice, echoing in the dark and narrow room, causing some inexplicable chills down the spine.

Along with the chanting, the temperature in the air dropped sharply, and life was cut like a knife blade.

There was a distant and shredding vague sound in the ear, as if the room was crowded with countless ghosts, whispering in the ears of everyone.

The next second, the world is spinning.

A strong attraction pulls everyone from the depths of the mirror to the inside of the mirror!

Su Cheng felt dizzy and his stomach was tumbling. It was as if his entire body had been stuffed into the front-loading washing machine for several turns. He staggered two steps under his feet and nearly fell.

Perception a little bit back to the cage.

He opened his eyes.

The scene around him seems to be no different from before. He is still standing in 1304, but it seems that something has changed drastically.

After being stunned for two seconds, Su Cheng realized where the strangeness came from.

Everything around me was turned upside down, as if in a mirror world.

Everything was shrouded in pale red, and there was a disgusting, eerie smell in the air.

Bloody, rancid, and cold.

"Only with the help of mirrors can we return to the real world."

Wang Hanyu carefully put the gossip mirror back in his pocket, turned his head to look at the other members of the team, and exhorted, "We must act together next, we must not be separated, you must follow me closely, once we separate, we may suffer Trapped here forever."

Su Cheng felt a chill on his back.

He quickly nodded vigorously.

"..."

Wang Hanyu was stunned, he frowned, looked around the room again, and then said with great confusion: "Speaking of which... where is that NPC?"

Su Cheng was stunned for a while, and quickly turned his head to look.

There were only three people left in the whole room, he, Wang Hanyu, and Chen Mo.

When Wang Hanyu was chanting the mantra, Wen Jianyan, who had been standing beside him, disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace.

Su Cheng: "..."

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What about dog liars?

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Spinning around, dizzy.

It felt so familiar, almost exactly the same every time I entered the hidden route.

However, one thing is completely different.

Amid the dizziness, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel that on his wrist, the skin wrapped by the bandage was astonishingly hot, as if molten slurry was surging under the skin, as if it was going from the inside out. It seems to burn.

...so hot.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and subconsciously reached out her other hand to grab her wrist, hoping to ease the terrifying heat released from the inside out.

Soon, the dizziness disappeared.

"bump!"

Wen Jianyan went from top to bottom and fell heavily to the ground.

The imaginary hardness and pain did not come as expected, on the contrary... The ground under the body seemed a little strange.

Soft, sticky and moist.

He blinked.

The blurred vision gradually became clear.

When he saw where he was, Wen Jianyan's face turned pale for a moment, and his stomach suddenly rolled.

As far as the eye can see, a scarlet.

The space is not large, about the size of an apartment.

I don’t know since when, the ground and walls have turned into bloody soft flesh walls, moist, sticky, squirming like living things, and the walls are throbbing like a heart, like some kind of living body, sticky. , an instinctive feeling of intense nausea.

In the distance, near the other end of the wall, there are seven pitch-black, palm-sized black pottery pots neatly placed below. However, near the right side, there is a clear space. Just enough to place three more black clay pots.

A strong bloody smell came from that direction.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

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"?????"

"What's the matter? Wasn't it still in 1304 just now?"

"And those jars look familiar... Does this seem to be a place in this dungeon? But why can't I remember it?"

"Grass, those jars are the soul lock altars that haven't been stolen! That means... this is actually the inner world of 1316?!"

"Good guy, so far, there are not many anchors who have entered the 1316 world, let alone the inner world."

"That's not certain. There are chains and spells outside. It looks fierce at first glance. How could there be an anchor willing to enter?"

The lids on the tops of the seven jars began to click up and down at the same time, as if something was trying to push the lids off.

"Giggle."

The familiar, scalp-tingling sound of bone rubbing sounded from it.

A pale palm stretched out from the mouth of the bowl, and below it was a thin, slender arm.

"!!!"

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and slowly backed away uncontrollably.

This, isn't this the same monster that had been chasing after them after getting out of the mirror when they were just in the corridor!

At that time, there was only one that nearly killed them, but now there are seven in front of him! !

... day!

There are crawling scarlet flesh walls everywhere. There are no doors and windows, and there is no place to hide. All skills are cooling down. Even if a doctor's certificate can save his life, Wen Jianyan can't guarantee that he will be in the next minute. Find a way to escape.

Wen Jianyan stared at the ghost hand protruding from the jar not far away, breathing subconsciously.

He still has the item [Holy Baby], maybe he can give him a chance to give it a shot.

Suddenly, without warning, Wen Jianyan felt something soft grab his ankle.

The next second, more soft and sticky things entangled behind him, and then yanked him back!

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

Countless scarlet tentacles protruded from the squirming wall, fixed him firmly on the wall, slowly contracted and agitated, swallowed him little by little, the liquid secreted by the wall seemed to be corrosive, accompanied by sizzling With a sound, Wen Jianyan's upper body began to melt,

The ghost hand got longer, longer—

"Giggle."

"Giggle."

The screeching sound of bone rubbing echoed in the narrow space.

Fuck, don't use it now, there's no chance again!

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth sharply.

[Remains of the Holy Infant: Awakened]

A small, snow-white baby floated in midair. It opened its eyes and looked at Wen Jianyan with pupils of the same color, with admiration and nostalgia in its eyes.

"Mother."

The baby stretched out his chubby arms and gave him a cheerful smile.

The next second, the wall that had been trying to swallow Wen Jianyan froze suddenly, it stopped wriggling, as if touching a flame, and suddenly released the young man whose breath had changed.

[The status of the mother of the world has been obtained, duration: 30s]

Wen Jianyan jumped up, only ragged rags left on his fair and thin upper body, and his skin was corroded into a light red color, but he didn't care about the pain, and rushed towards the wall in one direction.

From the moment the item was activated, the young man's eyeballs had turned into a rich pitch black, like a bottomless abyss, emitting a ghostly aura.

Wen Jianyan can now "see" the door.

However, time is running out.

He raised his hand and pressed it against the wall, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the way."

The meat wall was wriggling unwillingly, and separated to both sides under his command, struggling to reveal the cold and heavy black iron gate little by little.

In my ears, the countdown passed silently.

【15, 14, 13...】

Ten seconds left.

No, there is not enough time.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth viciously.

He raised his other hand and pressed it firmly on the wriggling wall.

The bandage wrapped around the wrist has been corroded, and between the slender and thin wrist, the dark spell is like a living creature with fangs and claws, winding under the white skin.

The wall that was struggling to resist under the influence of the identity of the [Mother of the World] suddenly stopped moving.

"Who are you?"

A strange and stiff voice echoed throughout the space, as if not very skilled, saying word by word.

"Father,"

Wen Jianyan was startled: "...?"

What?

"you and……"

"what relationship……"

The countdown beside my ears continued.

【8, 7, 6...】

five seconds.

Not enough to escape.

...have to do it another way.

At this moment, Wen Jianyan sounded.

In the last instance, even though the Mother of the World's buff disappeared, the man still said - "The taste has changed."

In other words, even if the countdown ends, the power will be lost, but the breath on the body should remain for a while.

That being the case...

There is a chance.

Wen Jianyan made a decisive decision.

He retracted his hand and took a slow deep breath.

The young man's slender upper body is naked/naked, and the pale red scars and dark spells spread alternately on the fair skin, looking strange and harmonious, with a kind of abusive beauty.

"I am the mother of the world, and he is God the Father."

Wen Jianyan stood on the spot and raised her eyes lightly. Under her long eyelashes, her eyes were as black as ink, and the cold ghost was rolling, and she seemed to be completely out of the realm of human beings.

He slightly raised the corners of his lips, provoked a careless arc, and asked back with a smile:

"Guess what our relationship is?"

The author has something to say: Wen Jianyan: We actually have that kind of relationship (hint

The last dungeon was just stabbed with a chilling attack: ?

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