Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter Six

The swimming hair was motionless.

They are densely covered on the walls and the ground, and it looks like some kind of shadow exists in reality.

In the dead silence, under the hood of the dark pressure, the passage of time seems to have lost its meaning.

Wen Jianyan stood there, sweat oozing from her forehead and palms, and the comb lying in her palms became wet.

He was at a loss.

But...the guess should be right.

After all, this hidden item was dug out from the dark compartment of the old witch's cabinet from the very beginning.

At that time, he was very puzzled. After all, the things hidden in the dark cabinet looked ordinary and could even be regarded as garbage, but they were deeply hidden by the master in the most hidden places.

"If you don't follow the rules, you will be punished."

In the cafeteria, the anchor was choked by his hair because of this.

That is to say, this ghost is punishing the student according to the old witch's rules, in short, it is helping her.

It's almost like... a child with a lack of self-awareness, unconditional attachment and obedience to his mother.

The comb in the dark grid, the hair in the sink, the familiar humming, the corresponding lyrics, and the canteen auntie's hesitation when talking about Teacher Yang.

These broken clues are strung together in my mind, and incomplete ideas gradually take shape.

In the end, Wen Jianyan made up his mind, turned around and went straight to the first floor.

Whether this is a life or not can only be a gamble.

After an unknown amount of time, the hair finally started moving again.

The dark, thick layer of hair slowly shrank back, thinning and shortening little by little, gradually revealing the pale limbs hidden in the middle.

The little girl was on all fours, her joints twisted strangely in all directions, her neck raised, and a small pale face lifted up, her facial features blurred like a melted wax statue, and she stared straight ahead with her dark eye sockets:

"Mother……?"

She repeated these two words blankly, her voice full of doubt and unfamiliarity.

There is a play.

According to the opponent's current performance, the odds of winning are 50%.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to seize this precious opportunity in front of him.

"Xiaojie..."

The youth's voice was deliberately suppressed, with a bit of feminine softness in addition to the roughness. The articulation and pauses are all subtly similar to Mr. Yang. The choked sobbing subtly conceals the sense of disobedience, even the audience in the live broadcast room. We, after listening to this, can't help but feel a little dazed:

"Don't you remember your mother?"

The little girl repeated in confusion: "Remember, have to...?"

She tilted her head and faced Wen Jianyan with her blurred face, as if trying to remember.

Wen Jianyan waited without saying a word.

His heart was beating wildly beside his ears, his fingers were slightly numb under the excessive tension, and his back was wet and sticky, bringing a biting chill when the cold wind blew, and under the pressure, the bends of his legs trembled a little.

However, judging from his expression, he was simply calm and unusual.

"Little...Jie...?"

The little girl recalled blankly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wen Jianyan quickly cast a glance at the upper right corner.

Health is full, and Sanity is only half left.

This place is too narrow, if the other party launches an attack now, he has no way to escape.

However, the remaining time for the chase is four minutes, and even if the opponent does not recall anything, as long as he delays for three minutes, he will be able to clear the level.

Hold on tight, just hold on.

At this moment, there was a sudden "ding" sound: "Congratulations to the anchor for accurately locating the key props, the special line in the hidden branch has been unlocked!"

Wen Jianyan was startled.

……what?

The barrage in the live broadcast room was sensational:

"!!! Special line!! He actually opened a special line!"

"Has anyone seen it tell me, has Decai Middle School opened this line before?"

"The historical highest unlocking progress of this instance is 72. It is unlikely that this special route has been opened."

"I declare that he is the strongest rookie in my heart!!!"

"Could this not be a vest? Could this not be a vest?! If this anchor is a newcomer, I will be dizzy!"

Only listening to the mechanical sound in my ear continued:

"You will now be issued a live special mission:

While singing, comb Xiaojie's hair.

After starting the mission, the timing of your chase will be paused, and it will end automatically after completing the special mission. "

The countdown in the upper right corner stopped just right, and the four numbers at 03:15 were very eye-catching.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's face stiffened.

He stood on the spot with no expression on his face, looked down, and slowly landed on the broken-tooth comb in his palm.

I'm so stupid, really.

I only knew that this comb was a prop to prove my identity and awaken the other party's memory, but I didn't expect that the special task in the live broadcast room could not be started yet.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and bit her back molars fiercely.

never mind.

Anyway, it's hard to ride a tiger now, so let's just die and be a living horse doctor.

He took a step forward, pulled the stool in front of the table away slowly and cautiously, then reached out to Xiao Jie not far away, and said in a very gentle tone, "Come on."

Xiao Jie tilted her head, and her face with blurred facial features was even more confused.

"Look, your hair is messed up, I'll brush it again for you."

The opponent still didn't move.

"Be obedient." Wen Jianyan lowered her voice a little, imitating the majesty of the old witch.

Xiao Jie hesitated for two seconds, and finally crawled in the direction of Wen Jianyan.

The pale thin arms climbed onto the wooden chair, and the twisted body sat on it little by little. She faced the dusty mirror, her thick and long jet-black hair fell to the ground and spread out on the ground.

Wen Jianyan raised her hand and brushed it down the other's hair.

The moment it touched the top of the girl's head, a sharp pain suddenly came from the fingertips, and the strands of hair squirmed as if alive.

Wen Jianyan's heart trembled, and she began to feel dizzy.

A horrific feeling suddenly struck, as if the surrounding gaps were filled with peeping eyes, casting malicious gazes from all directions.

The instinct to escape when faced with danger is screaming, and at that moment, every cell in him is screaming:

Throw away the comb! Get out and run!

hurry up! Hurry up! Otherwise it will be too late!

……calm!

Wen Jianyan bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, forcing her body that wanted to escape to stay in place.

He glanced at the upper right corner.

Both health and sanity have been gnawed down together, and the color of the blood bar has also changed from green to yellow, and the sanity is even more dangerous, and has already turned to orange.

He took a slow deep breath and sang:

"Little red comb, comb and comb the mirror."

Xiao Jie seemed to have no idea what was going on behind the scenes.

She sat on the chair with her back to Wen Jianyan, gently swaying her pale calves, and hummed slightly to the tone.

I don't know if it was Wen Jianyan's illusion, but the facial features of the small face reflected in the mirror seemed to be much clearer than before.

The comb comes to the bottom.

"I remember."

Xiao Jie suddenly spoke, and said slowly with some difficulty:

"Mom, although she's very strict, sometimes she gets angry, and it's scary, but she's very gentle with me. She combs my hair and sings at the same time, and braids me with beautiful braids."

"A comb to the end, smart and beautiful."

The comb teeth slide down through the hair strands.

The little girl's words were upside down, with a bit of dullness and clumsiness that didn't match her age.

"I'm stupid, I can't go out, there will be bad people when I go out, and my mother can't protect me."

The blood strips on Wen Jianyan's head continued to fall, and his fingertips had been gnawed until the flesh was blurred, and the bones could be vaguely seen.

The hot red blood seeped out, dyeing the comb with broken teeth red, turning it into a shiny, brand-new rosy color.

"Two combs to the end, happiness is not far away."

After the second brush, the mirror reflected the little girl's gradually clear facial features, and the hair that had grown to the ground was now shortened to the waist.

"Mom, yes, sorry."

"I shouldn't listen to you, eavesdrop on other people's conversations, I, I shouldn't, sneak out of the room at night."

Xiaojie whimpered, raised her pale little hands and wiped it randomly: "Mom, I'm sorry, I, I just thought... I'm afraid they really wish to take you away..."

"Three combs to the end, in harmony and joy."

One last touch.

The comb was slowly combed down, and the speed of the blood strips finally slowed down. At the end of the sanity, there was only a little blood skin left, and it was about to stop before it was used up.

The girl's hair no longer wriggled, it became docile and smooth, as black as ink, almost no different from normal people's long hair.

Xiaojie raised her eyes sobbing, looked at Wen Jianyan in the mirror, and whimpered with tears in her eyes:

"I make a wish to help my mother."

"Those adults say that I am your drag, because of me, you must work so hard, and you will be so fierce to others."

"I don't want to be a drag, I want to protect my mother."

"With my help, does mom feel a little more relaxed? Not as tired as before?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan was silent.

He turned around and picked up the faded and dull hair tie from the dark grid behind him. His blood-stained fingers seemed to have not been affected by the wound at all. He smoothly gathered the long hair behind Xiaojie's head and skillfully braided her. braids with a bow at the end.

Exactly as in the photo.

After doing all this, he gave a soft "um".

As if to hear a satisfactory answer, Xiaojie burst into tears.

She clapped her hands happily: "That's great, I'm helpful..."

In the mirror, the little girl's figure became lighter a little bit, and she could only vaguely see that happy and happy smile.

The girl with pigtails in bows sniffed, raised her hand cautiously and grabbed Wen Jianyan's sleeve, and said with incomparable nostalgia:

"Mom, I miss you too."

After that, her figure became transparent little by little, until it finally disappeared.

Only the last sentence left fluttering and dissipating in the air.

Wen Jianyan looked at the empty duty room, her eyelashes drooping slightly, but there was no expression on her face.

He turned around and picked up the picture from the dark compartment of the drawer.

In the photo, a mother and daughter, one big and one small, are standing in the amusement park, smiling happily at the camera.

At this moment, a prompt sounded in my ear:

【Ding! Your chase battle has been automatically cleared, and the hidden branch is completed! 】

The moment the words fell, Wen Jianyan felt dizzy for a while, and the next second, when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the door of the cafeteria.

The riots in the cafeteria continued, and the sound of the system was ringing in the ears.

【Ding! The special mission of the live broadcast is completed, and the special route is unlocked: Reward points: 5000]

[Rewards for live broadcast tasks are being calculated for you:

Dungeon Exploration: 50 Reward Points: 5000

At this stage, the degree of modification of the plot: 62 Reward points: 20000]

[Remaining points in the account: 30900]

[Wow, congratulations on becoming the richest anchor in the entire dungeon!

Unlock Achievement: With all due respect, everyone here is a poor ghost]

Wen Jianyan was still poor just now, but now he has suddenly become rich and has become the anchor with the most points in the entire dungeon. He was a little dizzy at the news.

In addition to the surprise, Wen Jianyan was a little uneasy.

There won't be any traps here...?

[It is detected that the points in the anchor account are greater than 1000, and the system store is being unlocked for you...]

[Do you want to open the system store? 】

Wen Jianyan calmed down: "Turn on."

The mall interface of the e-level anchor is unfolded in front of him, and the malls of other levels are all gray and unlocked. Wen Jianyan tried to click. Although other interfaces can be opened, all the goods and points in it are " ???"state.

However, at the top of the interface of the most advanced S-class anchor store, a dazzling golden coupon was displayed.

"Soul Contract Cancellation".

The exchange method below is still locked.

Wen Jianyan's eyes stayed on the golden coupon for a few seconds, and then switched back to the store interface of his e-level anchor.

Although only a limited area has been opened, the variety of goods here is still very wide.

"Hidden Robe: will not be found by any monsters for a minute", "Stand-Alone Puppet: Create a puppet that carries your breath for one minute", "Hand of Guidance: Point out the location of a hidden object for you (level limit: Common)", "Book of Contract", "Amulet"...and so on and so on.

The efficacy of the notes below each prop is eye-catching.

Wen Jianyan's eyes swept across the price list, and his eyes suddenly darkened:

"..."

Good guy, you need at least 5,000 points for any life-saving prop!

Isn't this slaughtering!

He can see through the face of the profiteer in this live broadcast room!

Wen Jianyan closed the system store with a blank face.

He redeemed three and a half hours of survival time, and then deposited the remaining 9,900 points into his account.

There must be a reason for so many life-saving props given in the system store.

Wen Jianyan was keenly aware of the danger signs.

Therefore, he did not use up all the points this time. After all, there may be a crisis moment when he must exchange shop items to survive.

Just before the light screen was about to close, his eyes inadvertently swept across the upper right corner again.

Wen Jianyan was startled.

This time it was definitely not his illusion.

There is a little green in the center of the flowerpot icon, which is particularly conspicuous under the gray background.

... sprouted?

He reached out and poked the icon.

A line of text popped up.

【Product Name: Apple Seedlings】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

I already know this, thanks.

He wasn't sure what he had done to cause the apple seedling to germinate. After all, he rarely turned on the light screen, nor did he take extra points to irrigate and fertilize.

However, based on the urine quality of this live broadcast room, Wen Jianyan dared to conclude that the growth of this apple seedling has absolutely nothing to do with the passage of time.

Its role is unknown.

Can only continue to wait and see.

Soon, the turmoil in the cafeteria finally subsided.

The anchors sat back in their seats with lingering fears. This time, no one dared to dislike the swill-like food. .

After washing the rice bowl and putting it back in place, the streamers returned to the dormitory building before the door at 9:30.

"Bangdang-"

The frantic rummaging sounded from the duty room.

All the drawers were hurriedly pulled out and opened, the wardrobe door was banged, and mattresses, sheets, pillows were all scattered on the ground, and there was a mess everywhere.

The anchors looked at each other in panic, standing at the door of the dormitory building and daring not to move forward.

Until the door of the duty room was slammed open with a "bang", the tall figure of the old witch appeared inside the door.

Everyone was terrified.

The old witch was disheveled, her eyes were bloodshot, her expression was crazy and furious, her twisted face was bulging with blue veins, and she looked like a ghost. She gritted her teeth and stared at the anchors standing at the door:

"…Has any of you entered my room?"

The woman swept over the anchors with terrifying eyes, and the madness emanating from her body was frightening:

"There is a small red cloth bag, which one of you took?"

"No, no."

"No!"

The anchors shook their heads in panic, for fear of being targeted by the other party.

"Thief……"

The old witch clenched her teeth: "There's a thief among you..."

There was a nervous giggle in her throat: "If I catch him, I'll make him pay for his actions—"

Suddenly, the old witch seemed to suddenly remember something.

The woman stared and looked around the room with frantic eyes: "Where's Xiao Wen? Where's the intern teacher? Who among you saw him?"

The anchors huddled together in panic and shook their heads vigorously.

Kong Shixing said boldly:

"I saw it when I was in the cafeteria. Later, he followed the cafeteria aunt who served us to the backstage, and then I never saw him again."

The old witch's eyes fell on Kong Shixing, her cloudy and protruding eyes didn't blink, as if she was thinking about the authenticity of the other party's words.

Finally, the skin on her face twitched:

"I want to go out. You are not allowed to go out in the dormitory building. Turn off the lights at ten o'clock in the evening. After the lights are turned off, I will come back for inspection. If I see any of you still outside your room, you will have good fruit to eat. "

Saying that, the old witch turned around and walked out without looking back.

The anchors stood there in shock.

"What's the matter...? That npc's stuff was stolen?"

"It seems like this..."

"Who stole it? Player or npc?"

Whispering voices echoed in the hallway.

Kong Shixing and his two teammates stood aside, and the three discussed in a low voice.

"That NPC named Xiaowen is very suspicious."

"Indeed." Kong Shixing showed a thoughtful expression: "And what he took away might be some very important props. In short, we will also look for that NPC within our ability to see if we can get it from him. If you get the props on your body, no matter how bad it is, you can tell that crazy woman about his whereabouts, maybe it will give us a chance to live."

"Anyway, let's go back to the bedroom now, the ID card has not been fully unlocked yet."

The players walked towards the dormitory building and soon disappeared.

The air was dead silent.

In the shadow-shrouded blind spot outside the dormitory building, the young man bent down, quietly stuck out half of his head, and looked around cautiously.

Great, no one.

Wen Jianyan walked out of the corner lightly, with a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he turned his mind quickly just now, and when he came back, he saw the abnormality in the duty room, so he quickly hid.

If caught on the spot, who knows what will happen!

At this moment, the familiar mechanical sound came again:

[Ding, it is detected that the plot offset has reached the threshold, and the copy is undergoing uncontrollable changes! 】

[New plot is opening...]

[NPC teacher Yang alienation countdown: 00:30:00]

[The target of hatred value: Xiao Wen]

Wen Jianyan: "..."

The barrage in the 789326qwk live broadcast room was swiped by "Hahaha".

"Hahahahahahahaha hatred is worth laughing to death."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha overturned!"

"I don't understand. In the past [Decai Middle School], the anchor also took this prop, but I haven't seen such a big reaction from the old witch!"

"Because the plot revision is too high."

"Speaking of which, I've seen this dungeon quite a few times, but I really haven't heard of this plot at all..."

"!!! Damn! New route! Shocked!"

"If the anchor can really pass this new book, it is estimated that he will make a profit."

"Hehe, can you tell me a second later, I think the anchor is getting cold, and he is wanted by NPC and other anchors together. This is not 100% finished!"

At the same time, the sign outside the live broadcast hall changed again.

【Decai Middle School】

Lobby Difficulty Level: D

The highest unlock progress in history: 72

Viewing value: d+

The difficulty level was raised to d+.

The viewing value flickered, slowly changing from d+ to c.

In the live broadcast square, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the quick entrance to the dungeon [Decai Middle School] jumped up again and entered the first page of the recommended list.

Outside audience: ? ? ?

what's the situation?

What the hell happened in this low-difficulty simple copy!