Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 52

In the dark and dark cloud of smoke, the young man in front of him appeared beside him without warning like a divine soldier descended from the sky.

The warm palm pressed on his shoulder, dragging him back to the world from the near-desperate state of death.

Su Cheng's eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked at Wen Jianyan who was beside him in disbelief. His voice was stuck in his throat, and he could only barely squeeze out a dry syllable:

"you……"

how can you...

Why are you……

"Let's go!"

Wen Jianyan didn't seem to notice the complex mood of the other party at the moment. After sticking the spell on the monster's forehead, he dragged him and ran away.

Su Cheng stumbled behind him, his mind was still in a mess, and he could hardly sort out a complete sentence.

He took time to glance behind him.

The pale, slender monster froze in place, and the scarlet spell on its head was extremely dazzling in the black mist.

Isn't this fixed?

Is there any other danger that I am not aware of?

Before Su Cheng could understand, the black mist on the side stirred like turbid water, and the smiling faces of countless paper figures were torn apart by the invisible force and turned into fly ash.

In the next second, another pale monster appeared in the darkness, charging towards them at a faster speed than the other!

Su Cheng: "???"

no……

Why is there another one ah ah ah ah!

"Fuck, yes, there are two!" Su Cheng's expression cracked.

He looked at Wen Jianyan, who was dragging him, and reminded in horror, "Be careful, there are two here!"

Wen Jianyan didn't turn her head back, she ran with her head down, "I know!"

Su Cheng: ?

"I brought it in!" Wen Jianyan shouted loudly.

Su Cheng: ? ? ?

While running, Wen Jianyan quickly glanced at the system mall displayed on the virtual panel in front of him, frantically buying life-saving props with his remaining points:

"This kind of monster can drag people into the mirror. The specific principle is similar to that of Wen Po's gossip mirror, except that Wen Po's need to recite mantras with the help of a human with strong inspiration, and this monster itself is a kind of spiritual body. , so the process of chanting the spell was omitted, and at the moment when one of them pulled me into the mirror, I in turn used its own power to activate the mirror where you are!"

His speech was so fast that Su Yuan was confused, and now he is even more confused:

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Don't worry! The rules shouldn't allow such a thing to happen"

Wen Jianyan activated the golden body once for herself and Su Chengcheng: "We only need to survive the first few minutes!

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"...My God, that's what happened."

"! I would like to call it the king of card bugs!"

"Ah? Am I the only one who still doesn't understand? Please someone explain it to me carefully!"

"That is to say, the anchor took advantage of the rules for entering mirrors and made a loophole to get in, so that the spaces of the two mirrors overlapped. Logically speaking, there should only be one monster in a mirror, but now it has been forced into it. Two, so this place should be bursting soon."

"!!! Oh oh oh awesome! [100 reward points]"

"Grass, this method is too foul, it's just taking advantage of the loopholes in the rules! ... I like it! [Reward points 50]"

"Laughing to death, I guess this dungeon didn't expect a host to activate two mirrors at once, it's too daring, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha [reward points 100]"

Although Su Cheng didn't understand what Wen Jianyan was saying, he could clearly feel that the entire space was emitting a faint roar and tremor.

The dark whirlpool stirred, and the smiling faces of countless paper figures in the distance were like shadows, gathering and dispersing.

The ground under his feet is no longer solid, and it seems to be collapsing one by one.

Su Cheng was stunned, almost incredulous.

Is it...

Really saved?

"Anyway, you don't need to worry too much when you're in the mirror!"

Only Wen Jianyan's voice continued to come from the front: "What you need to worry about is what to do after the mirror collapses!"

? ? ?

Su Cheng looked blank: "...What do you mean?"

Wen Jianyan sneered twice:

"Meaning, I'm not sure where the mirror will teleport us after it collapses."

He didn't see the other two people except Su Cheng in the mirror, which means that the two anchors have escaped danger, but they did not appear in 1304, which means that the mirror space is not a condensed fixed Rather like another physical dimension, the mirror itself is just a medium between the two dimensions.

They run and move here, and they also move outside, but Wen Jianyan has not figured out the internal rules here.

Wen Jianyan only hoped that the route he ran was not going around in circles. In case the mirror collapsed, he just returned to 1316...

Then you will personally feel the consequences of the provocation you just committed to death.

Although Wen Jianyan didn't think his luck would be so outrageous, but everything that happened after entering this nightmare live broadcast room made him have to take this possibility into consideration.

"..."

Su Cheng: ? ? ?

Hey, it's scary for you to say that!

The roar around him became louder and louder, as if the whole world was shaking, and the cracking sound of crackling echoed in his ears.

At this moment, the string of beads on Wen Jianyan's wrist suddenly started to get slightly hot.

This...is this?

Wen Jianyan was slightly startled, and looked down at his wrist. The strange rune carved on the red-brown beads was faintly glowing at the moment, as if guiding him.

A strange premonition struck.

Wen Jianyan slowed down and looked up at the surroundings.

A familiar, rickety old paper figurine appeared not far away, and behind it, two big and two small, a family of four could be seen.

"here!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes brightened slightly, dragged Su Cheng and rushed in that direction.

Before they were about to rush past, their feet slammed into the air.

In the next second, the sky is spinning, and everything in front of me is spinning upside down, mixed into countless blurred color blocks.

With only two pops, the two fell to the ground one after the other, and fell firmly on the icy ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Su Cheng clutched his hot throat from excessive panting and struggled to get up.

The dark and familiar hallway, with eerie red dim lights, flickered the closed door in the dark—

He raised his head and looked at the door closest to him: the house number was mottled and fell off, but the words 1304 could still be vaguely seen.

Really, really back...

Su Cheng sat on the spot with his hands and feet weak, his expression dazed and dazed, as if he had not recovered from the crisis of life and death just now.

Wen Jianyan rested her hot forehead against the door frame, and let out a long sigh of relief.

In the series of actions he just made, there was a lot of gamble. After all, he only knew about the entire dungeon. With the help of the information provided by the illusory flower and many overly bold guesses, he guessed a whole inner The logical chain of operation.

Fortunately, there was no problem with this overly risky idea, otherwise, let alone saving Su Cheng, it is estimated that even he himself would have to get in.

At this moment, the familiar announcement sound of the system sounded in my ears:

"Ding, it has been detected that the anchor's live broadcast has reached five hours. Do you want to start the settlement of points?"

According to the specific content of different dungeons and the difficulty of the dungeons, the interval frequency of points settlement will also change. For example, in this dungeon, there is almost no danger in the first three hours, so the first settlement time is in the dungeon. Five hours after the start.

Wen Jianyan made up his mind and answered in his heart, "Yes."

"In the D-level live broadcast room [Integrity First], the average number of viewers per hour is 50,000, and the points can be exchanged for 5,000!

Congrats to the anchor's return rate of 63%!

[Achievement: I will live here from today! 】

You are still 45,000 points away from the upgrade of your live broadcast room, please make persistent efforts and create greater glories! "

"In your live broadcast, you received a total of 2,463 tips and a total of 180,000 tip points.

If it is detected that the anchor is a D-level anchor, your live broadcast system will take 10% of the points, and use ten points before deducting the points for settlement. 50,000 points have been settled into your account for you. "

[Dungeon Exploration: 63% Reward Points: 10000

At this stage, the degree of modification of the plot: 51%, the reward points: 30000]

【The remaining points in your account are: 100000】

One hundred thousand points is a lot!

Wen Jianyan couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"you……"

At this moment, Su Cheng's dry and hoarse voice sounded from beside him, pulling Wen Jianyan back from his contemplation.

He turned his head and looked at the other party with some doubts:

"Um?"

Just as Su Cheng said a word, he fell silent again, and he took a deep breath: "It's nothing."

The young man narrowed his amber eyes slightly, stared at him with eyes that seemed to be able to read people's hearts, and asked thoughtfully, "You don't want to ask me, why did you save you?"

Su Cheng: "..."

He pursed his lips, as if he was being poked at the center of things, and his eyes were a little erratic.

"Of course it saves a lot of trouble if you leave it alone, but it's extremely disadvantageous in the long run."

Wen Jianyan held on to the door frame and pulled herself up.

His voice did not have too many emotional ups and downs, it sounded indifferent and straightforward:

"In the entire dungeon, only you know my true identity, and you are on my side. In the past few dungeons, we have also cultivated a certain tacit understanding and are relatively trustworthy teammates. If you die, then I will be left alone in this dungeon to face the established anchor team and the dungeon mechanism that is still a mystery, and my survival rate will be greatly reduced."

"So, as a teammate, it was a sensible choice."

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan's always calm voice paused for a moment, and there was a slight smile in her voice:

"But you didn't call me for help, did you?"

Su Cheng was startled by the sudden change in the other party's tone, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Wen Jianyan.

"Even at the juncture of life and death, instead of letting me risk my life to save you, you prefer that I can get the props you found, complete the task, and pass the customs alone... This is not something teammates will do."

The young man leaned against the door frame and looked down at him, his drooping eyelashes being dyed a light dark red by the lights in the corridor.

He leaned down and stretched out his hand to Su Cheng who was still slumped on the ground, his voice soft and smiling:

"That's what a friend would do."

Su Cheng raised his head dazedly, staring at the palm that he stretched out in the opposite direction.

Wen Jianyan's slender phalanges, fair skin, and neatly trimmed nails look like works of art under the light.

"In that case,"

In the depths of those pale amber eyes, a little smile spread.

"How can I leave my friends behind?"

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Help, I'm heartbroken."

"...Crap, I was actually moved by this liar."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Just, is there any shortage of friends? I want to sign up! You can lie to me as many times as you want!"

"Ahhhhh, where can I get a liar's wife who is hot, gullible, and inexplicably affectionate and righteous! Woohoo, woo, will the country send it?"

"..."

Su Cheng's chest rose and fell violently for a moment, he took a deep breath, suppressed the wetness in his eyes, raised his hand to hold Wen Jianyan's hand, and stood up with the help of the opponent's strength.

He looked straight into Wen Jianyan's eyes and said solemnly:

"thanks."

"All right."

After pulling Su Cheng up, Wen Jianyan looked straight and said solemnly, "Before we express our feelings, we still have something very urgent to do."

Seeing the other party's dignified attitude, Su Cheng couldn't help but get nervous:

"What's up?"

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced at her upper body, and said with a heavy heart, "Warm the cold."

Su Cheng: "..."

*

The two walked into 1304 again.

Wen Jianyan successfully found clothes that were similar to his own figure from the closet.

Anyway, he even recognized this guy's wife and children once, and the debt is not too much, even if he takes clothes, it is not too much. Wen Jianyan's face is not red or heartbeat, and there is no shame in occupying the magpie's nest. sense.

Su Cheng's gaze stayed on Wen Jianyan's upper body for a moment subtly: "So, what happened to you just now to become that ghostly look?"

"And just now...in the mirror."

Su Cheng seemed to have thought of something, and asked very puzzled: "Why do you call yourself the mother of that monster? Is there an allusion here that I don't know about?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan coughed dryly, and changed the subject bluntly: "this... It's a long story. I'll tell you when I have time in the future."

He turned back to the living room, picked up the black pottery jar, and looked at it carefully by the light of the flashlight.

Su Cheng asked curiously, "What's in it?"

Wen Jianyan glanced at him: "human bones."

Su Cheng was startled.

"Lock the soul altar..." Wen Jianyan touched his chin thoughtfully: "Whose soul is locked?"

Su Cheng guessed: "Those evil spirits chasing us?"

"maybe."

Wen Jianyan answered noncommittally.

He turned to look at Su Cheng: "Speaking of which, have the other two anchors ever encountered this jar?"

Su Cheng was stunned for a while. After thinking about it for a while, he nodded: "Yes, after all, they found it under the shrine."

"Then it's fine."

With that said, Wen Jianyan hurried to the kitchen, took out a biscuit box from the cupboard, emptied the biscuit crumbs and remnants, and then simply and rudely put the bones in the Soul Locking Altar into it.

Su Cheng stared dumbfoundedly at Wen Jianyan's blasphemous behavior of the dead, and stammered, "You, what are you doing?"

"I have confirmed that this jar is an ordinary black pottery jar. The important thing is the bones and the gossip mirror inside, as well as the charm on the mirror. The charm is now pasted on the monster's forehead. It should be in a while now. You can't break free, even if you change the container, it doesn't matter."

Wen Jianyan swept the biscuits into the jar, carefully sealed the mouth of the jar, and then turned to Su Cheng with a bright smile:

"The heart of being defensive is a must."

Su Cheng: "..."

He seemed to understand why his precious teammate could accurately offend countless ghosts in each instance.

Wen Jianyan threw the biscuit box to Su Cheng for safekeeping, while she put the black clay pot in her pocket:

"Let's go."

"Where?" Su Cheng was startled.

"Look for other jars."

Wen Jianyan replied, "If we are lucky, we might meet our other two friends."

The corridors are narrow and deep.

There seemed to be a scarlet blood mist in the air, and the lights were shining from overhead, and everything seemed to be shrouded in a dim red light.

I don't know if it is due to the passage of time, the length of the corridor has also become longer, the ground is slightly twisted, and a layer of light red is faintly visible under the peeling wall, like flesh and blood.

It was as if the scene in 1316 was spreading out little by little.

In theory, 1304 and 1306 should be very close, but Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng walked across two corridors to find this room.

The door panel of 1306 is a blood-like dark red, giving people a very uneasy feeling.

The crack of the door was slightly closed, and it was dark inside.

Wen Jianyan turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, then stretched out her hand, carefully pushed the door open a gap, and used the flashlight to shine into the room.

It looks like there's been a tornado here.

Sofas, mattresses, tables, chairs...

The furniture was smashed into pieces by some unknown force. Sawdust, cotton, and cushions all fell in disorder. The ground was a mess. The scraps of the paper body fell on the ground, and the walls were splashed and not dried up. The blood of the man was particularly shocking under the weak light, as if a fierce battle had taken place.

Wen Jianyan took the lead to look in the direction of the shrine.

It was also thrown away, and the place where the black clay pot should have been was empty.

Looks like someone has already come.

And found the Soul Locking Altar in this room.

Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng looked at each other and walked towards the room.

According to Wen Po's description, three soul lock altars have been stolen, only the two families 1304 and 1306 are certain, and the other jar should have been stolen by another family, but, for the third jar They still don't have any clues about their whereabouts. If the jar of 1306 has been taken away in advance, then their clues may be broken here, and they can only wait to connect with others.

That would be too passive.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su Cheng and said:

"Let's look for it separately to see if there are any clues left here that we can continue to follow."

Su Cheng nodded: "Okay."

Su Cheng walked into the other rooms, while Wen Jianyan stood in the center of the living room, looking around at the chaotic room in front of him.

This is, he seemed to notice something, and couldn't help but startled slightly.

Wen Jianyan walked towards the edge of the living room, where it looked the most disorganized.

Blood and messy footprints remained on the ground, and the scarlet blood had not completely dried up, reflecting a dark red sheen under the light of the flashlight.

He squatted down, lit the footprints on the ground with the flashlight in his hand, and frowned slowly.

There are far more than two pairs of footprints here.

At least...four or five people.

That is to say, in addition to them, there are other anchors who also found Wen Po and received the exact same task as them from her.

Is it the streamers who separated from them while they were running away?

Or, there are more other anchors in this dungeon, but they haven't met them yet?

After all, the map of this dungeon is indeed very large, with thirteen floors, each floor has thirty rooms, and the difficulty is B-.

That being the case...

Wen Jianyan stood up, held the phone in one hand, and swept the light across the room—

Since he got this new idea, he began to look at the "scene" with another eye, and many details that he hadn't noticed before were revealed.

That's right, the paper man must have attacked the anchor in this room.

But other than that, more attack marks don't seem to be initiated by supernatural creatures, such as a sofa that was torn into two pieces, with straight edges, as if it was cut open by a sharp weapon.

There are more than one traces of blood on the ground, splashing, dripping, dragging...

Wen Jianyan frowned slightly, and the bottom of her eyes was dyed with a dignified color.

He remembered that he had mentioned a similar situation in the intelligence he had collected earlier... In many advanced dungeons, the hosts would form a competitive relationship with each other.

Some are forced by the dungeon mechanism, some are actively formed by the anchors driven by their interests, and some dungeons will even develop into team battles.

Now it seems that this copy has already faintly had this trend.

For this soul lock altar in 1306, different factions have been formed among the anchors, and they have fought.

At this moment, Su Cheng's solemn voice came from the room:

"...you come and see."

Wen Jianyan was startled, put away the phone, and walked into the room.

There was an extremely strong smell of blood in the air.

Su Cheng held up his mobile phone and stood beside the bed with an ugly face.

The quilt was opened wide, and the sheets were covered with scarlet, sticky blood, showing an almost oil-like texture under the light. Two paper figurines were lying side by side on the bed, their paper stomachs stuffed with human organs, which looked shocking. , which is disgusting.

However, Su Cheng's eyes did not fall on the paper figurine, but stared at the stack of paper in his hand.

"What did you find?" Wen Jianyan asked.

Su Cheng took a deep breath and handed the stack of papers to Wen Jianyan.

Wen Jianyan took the paper and swept it down at a glance.

This is a case table from the hospital. It should be from the owner of the house. Obviously, she is pregnant in October and is about to give birth, and the hospital that issued the case is...

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and she couldn't help taking a deep breath.

A very familiar name appeared in front of him.

【Fukang Private General Hospital】

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