Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 206

Behind, the flickering oil lamps emit dim light, illuminating the small shop.

The thin clothes were raised above the head, becoming the only barrier between the darkness and the light, so fragile that it was vulnerable.

Everyone's spirits are under great pressure, but they can't do anything, they can only maintain the current posture, hold their breath, and wait quietly.

Across the closed glass door, you could smell the suffocating rotten smell pouring in between the cracks of the door.

There was silence in the ears.

Suddenly, the sound of the soles rubbing against the ground sounded, causing the hearts of several people to mention their throats, blood rushing, muscles tightening instinctively, and they could hardly resist the urge to escape——

The next second, footsteps came from outside the door again.

"Da da da……"

This time, the sound is gradually getting smaller and farther away...

In other words, the "person" in front of the door seemed to turn around and walk in another direction.

After realizing this, Qi Qian's shoulders suddenly loosened. Although he still maintained the posture of holding up his clothes, the whole person relaxed.

He blinked, wiping the cold sweat from his eyes on his arm.

He just took a gamble.

After all, it takes time for the Prophet to launch, and the crisis outside the door is too close, I didn't expect it to be successful...

"Keep your posture and don't move."

The voice of the nursery rhyme came from behind, "I'll help you fix it from behind."

She quickly exchanged strong scotch tape from the store, and then quickly stepped forward, while several people remained motionless, fixed all the clothes and firmly adhered to the wall.

Soon, a large piece of door curtain made of clothes was formed, blocking the entire glass door tightly.

After confirming that there was nothing missing, several people let out a long sigh, released their hands, and retreated from the door slightly.

The footsteps outside the door had disappeared, leaving only an endless silence.

After realizing that the danger had temporarily disappeared, An Xin's face receded from the nervous expression, and returned to the previous sloppy and slick tongue: "Oh, I was really about to worry just now."

As he spoke, he looked at Wen Jianyan, who was beside him again, and approached with a smile:

"Look, I've already said it, as long as the captain is here, nothing will happen."

The dim light was smeared on the side of the other party's fair face, reflecting the already excellent facial features even more deeply. The long eyelashes seemed to have fallen gold powder, and a pair of amber eyeballs swayed a little bit of broken light in the depths.

He turned his head and stared thoughtfully at the oil lamp on the counter not far away.

But in just a few minutes, the tears on the other's face had long since disappeared, and the fragile and soft, fragile beauty like a slender flower was replaced by a deeper and more meaningful expression.

An Xin involuntarily froze for a moment.

The next second, the other party heard his voice and turned his head.

"Yeah," the girl smiled at him, her warm eyes filled with the joy of the rest of her life, as well as unfeigned joy and shame:

"I'm sorry, I was really scared just now... Everyone laughed."

"..."

Su Cheng's expression twitched.

save……

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"..."

"I just want to say one word: Bah!"

"I dare say that he has already seen the effect of this lamp. Qi Qian's actions here are completely controlled by him to go down, and he is still here to pretend to be weak... Bah!"

"Pooh!!!"

"How can it be! Beautiful people are beautiful when they cry."

Seeing the other party smiling brightly at him, An Xin suddenly threw the fleeting sense of disobedience just now to the horizon, and he shook his head again and again:

"What's more, you did a great job just now."

Encountered such a tense situation, but at the moment when Qi Qian's voice fell, this fragile girl with pear blossoms and rain who was crying just now, did not hesitate to move, it was faster than him!

An Xin likes beautiful women, but prefers this kind of beauties with brains and actions.

He smiled frivolously, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Besides, what if I did break in, I'm still here, right?"

Wen Jianyan: "."

At this level, you still come out to flirt with girls? Don't be ashamed.

On the surface, the girl heard the words but lowered her eyes, as if she was a little embarrassed, she pursed her lips slightly, and pulled the broken hair behind her ears a little shyly. want.

An Xin stepped forward and was about to continue to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Yu behind him:

"Hey, An Xin, what is the captain's speech, what are you doing?"

Not far away, Qi Qian frowned slightly, staring fixedly here.

Under the slightly gloomy gaze of the other party, An Xin shrank his shoulders, raised his hands angrily, and made a gesture of surrender: "I know, I know, you say what you say."

Qi Qian glared at him, then looked back:

"It should have been just the first wave of attacks. After the thing outside turns around, no one knows what will happen next."

In just a few minutes, the screams from outside rang again.

However, Qi Qian guessed that with the increase in the number of attacks, this "screening" should be over soon.

With or without the help of the Prophecy Talents, the rest of the streamers who have not been attacked should be able to quickly guess the pattern of the attack and use various methods to block the leakage of lights.

When all the lighted squads are dead, the thing outside will soon lose its danger.

However, Qi Qian didn't think that this dungeon would let them pass the test so easily.

After this wave, there will definitely be more threats waiting for them.

"Not only is it dangerously dark outside, but that thing is still lingering, and we definitely won't be able to leave the store for the time being, so we must make good use of the time left for us before the next attack."

Qi Qian said in an orderly manner,

"A group of two, search separately, and report any clues as soon as you find them."

"Yes." Nursery Yao nodded and responded briefly.

"Grouping?" An Xin's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Wen Jianyan, who was beside him: "Why don't we..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yu by the side:

"Hey, An Xin, you are in a group with me."

An Xin's face fell instantly: "Huh?"

"Walk around, accompany me to take a look there."

Zhang Yu stepped forward, put his hand on An Xin's shoulder, and dragged him away forcefully:

"When I was just pulling my clothes, there seemed to be something behind me—"

"No!" While struggling, An Xin turned to look at the girl in the white skirt behind her, with a face full of reluctance:

"I'm going to team up with the beauty...!"

Under Zhang Yu's strong pull, An Xin's unwilling screams gradually faded away, interspersed with Zhang Yu's helpless voice:

"They are serious 800 teammates. Tell me, what are you doing?"

Soon, the figures of the two disappeared into the darkness behind the store, and all the sounds disappeared.

Wen Jianyan's eyelids jumped.

Although he chose this appearance for the purpose of reducing his threat, and at the same time forming a contrast with his original image, the greater the contrast, the better, to avoid being recognized, and of course, he can also take advantage of this by the way. ,but……

It is really unexpected to meet such a comedian.

At this moment, Qi Qian came over, and he glanced at Wen Jianyan: "I'm sorry, I may need to talk to your teammates alone on some things next, do you mind?"

Su Cheng's shoulders suddenly tightened.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly: "Of course I don't mind."

He turned around and gave Su Cheng a meaningful look before turning around and walking towards the counter.

Wen Jianyan was not worried about Su Cheng and Qi Qian's private conversation.

When Qi Qian came to Su Cheng at this time, he must be trying to get a feel for the other party's bottom line, how to activate the prophecy, how many times, in what form, and how accurate it can be...

After all, this is the first time to cooperate, and the trust and understanding between the two sides have not been cultivated. Wen Jianyan understands Qi Qian's behavior of spurning him and trying to squeeze more information from Su Cheng.

He took a step and quickly came to the counter.

Wen Jianyan looked down at the copper oil lamp in front of her, her long eyelashes drooped down, a deep shadow fell on her cheeks, most of her face was illuminated by the faint yellow light, and there was a slight smile on her lips.

In order to ensure authenticity, this appearance is four or five points similar to his original face. Compared with the real one, his current facial features will be deeper, and the corners of his eyebrows and lips are hidden sharp, but under his deliberate disguise , cannot be easily detected.

but……

Whether the other party's goal can be achieved is another matter.

How to answer when faced with similar questions, before entering the copy, Wen Jianyan had already told Su Cheng in advance.

After all, the "strongest prophet" itself is just a marketing point that he exaggerated and compiled.

On the bright side, Qi Qian was the captain of the entire team and had all the control, but for Su Cheng, he was the one who really gave the order.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan has to enter the copy, from a more secret and close perspective, silently control the situation, flexibly and selectively reveal limited information according to the development of the situation, and control the direction of things. .

The false, dodder-like fragility of being alone is gone.

The skilful camouflage dissipated like a mist.

The soft and harmless white face drooped down, and there was a faint smile on his lips, and in the light, there was a strange evil spirit unexpectedly.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"save……"

"Is it my illusion? Why is my spine suddenly hairy..."

"So why do you look like such a villain!!"

*

the other side.

Zhang Yu dragged An Xin to the back of the store. As the distance increased, the light of the oil lamp gradually became weaker.

He lost his strength.

"Hey," An Xin took the opportunity to free Zhang Yu's arm. He frowned and moved his numb shoulders: "What's the matter with you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Yu:

"Don't keep approaching people."

"What? Jealous of my beauty?"

An Xin winked narrowly and approached the road,

"Be serious."

Zhang Yu glared at him.

"This Wen Wen is not easy."

An Xin: "Huh?"

"First of all, a person who can live to this day and was sent to the dungeon by their captain to protect their precious prophet is definitely not a simple role,"

Zhang Yu paused, frowned, and said hesitantly:

"I don't know if it's my delusion..."

An Xin scratched his head: "What?"

Zhang Yu: "Do you remember? Before entering the door, Nursery Rhythm realized that the darkness in the door was not right."

An Xin: "Remember, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yu: "Before the nursery rhyme started, the girl stopped and looked down."

"Wait, so you think she has discovered the problem before the psychic?" An Xin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Yu with an incomprehensible expression.

"Are you thinking too much?"

"Not just this time."

Zhang Yu shook his head, "Before our captain remembered the role of the matchbox, she had already looked at the captain's hand."

"Including when the captain walked into the door and tested the effect of the match, you all looked at the captain nervously, worried that he was in danger, but this Wen Wen, she was looking for something near the door by the light of the match."

That is to say...

Before everyone else, this silent and seemingly harmless anchor not only realized the role of matches first, but also took a step forward and guessed the existence of "lights" in the store, and most likely it was near the door .

"..."

An Xin showed an expression of "Are you alright?":

"Zhang Yu, although you used to be suspicious, but you haven't reached this level?"

Zhang Yu sighed: "Anyway, for your own good, you should keep less contact with that girl, after all..."

After thinking about it, he swallowed the last sentence.

After all—if his guess is correct, then this seemingly gentle and harmless beautiful girl is definitely a tougher and more difficult character than their captain.

"You are always thinking too much, and Wen Wen might just be cautious."

An Xin shrugged freely:

"And even if it's true, so what? She's our teammate. Isn't the stronger the teammate, the better?"

Zhang Yu opened his mouth and finally compromised under An Xin's crooked reasoning:

"……Fine."

In the live broadcast room of Anxin:

"Hahahahaha Anxin: What? Femme beauty? Wouldn't it be better?"

"Laugh to death, this is Chunchun being dazed by beauty!"

"It's from next door, looking forward to the moment when the anchor discovers the truth!"

"Wait? What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"I also!"

"How do I say it... the host opposite is really bad, and the beauty is also really beautiful, but... but it's a man, hahahahahaha!!"

"?"

"???"

In an instant, the question marks in An Xin's live broadcast room madly filled the screen.

"No??? You are lying, right?? Right?!!"

"Anyway, that's all you have to say?"

An Xin turned his head to look at the light behind him, with a look of eagerness on his face, "If there is nothing else, I will go back to Wenwen..."

Zhang Yu held him blankly: "Don't think about it, you team up with me this time."

An Xin: "Huh?"

"Also, I didn't lie to you just now," Zhang Yu pointed to the shadow-shrouded space behind the shop, "Look there."

An Xin looked in the direction Zhang Yu pointed.

The hangers were in a mess. Many of the clothes on them were pulled off the hangers, and some of them fell to the ground. It should have been caused by Zhang Yu just now pulling his clothes to block the door in a hurry.

There does seem to be something hidden behind the apparently empty part of the clothes.

An Xin's expression was slightly condensed, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Yu.

Next, the two approached cautiously, using the hanger that fell on the ground, carefully removed the remaining clothes, and looked behind the clothes by the dim light of the oil lamp not far behind.

There, a half-closed door was hidden.

"In general shops, this should be the direction of the warehouse."

Zhang Yu frowned solemnly:

"And this smell..."

The crack of the door was half-closed, and there was an impenetrable deep darkness inside, and a looming rancid smell came from it, lingering on the nose all the time, making people feel uneasy.

*

in front of the counter.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, opened the shade of the oil lamp deftly, and looked inward by the light.

This is an old-fashioned oil lamp. The structure inside the lampshade has basically been blackened. The small round copper box is placed on the bottom layer. The wick is soaked in the oil. The light is warm, and Wen Jianyan's eyes are jumping.

It seems to have a smell...?

Wen Jianyan frowned, leaned over slightly, approached the oil lamp, and sniffed.

With a bit of a pungent rotten smell.

The oil lamp could not be detected when it was just lit, but after burning for a period of time, this strange odor began to gradually emanate from the oil lamp.

...corpse oil.

A word popped out of Wen Jianyan's mind.

He narrowed his eyes, straightened up, and fixedly stared at the oil lamp in front of him whose lampshade had been opened by himself.

In the dungeon, it is not particularly surprising to use the oil made from the corpse to light the lamp. What Wen Jianyan cares about is another matter.

If the oil of an oil lamp is a trait...

Then, what plays a protective role in the dark may not only be "light", but the light produced by burning under certain conditions.

That is to say, once the oil in the oil lamp is burned out, it cannot be replenished.

This guess made Wen Jianyan's heart sink.

The challenges faced in the team battle dungeon may be more severe than he imagined.

There is not much time left for them.

If you don't find a way to break the game before the lamp oil runs out, even if the things lingering outside the store can't get in, they will die in the dark because of the darkness.

Footsteps came from behind.

Wen Jianyan quietly closed the lampshade and turned to look.

It was An Xin and Zhang Yu.

"Captain, there seems to be a warehouse behind the store. I think you should come and have a look." Zhang Yu looked at Qi Qian and said quickly.

Qi Qian narrowed his eyes: "Warehouse?"

"By the way, it's dark there, I think we'd better bring lights."

An Xin thought of something, added.

Soon, a group of people walked towards the back of the store with oil lamps.

As the light moved away, the front end of the store fell into a faint darkness again. The shadows were heavy, and the light from the oil lamp in the distance was projected on the wall. It seemed that there was some strange existence lurking in the gradually increasing darkness. cause trouble.

Crunch, crunch.

Inside the empty shop, a tiny, plastic rubbing sound rang out.

In the deepening darkness, the dummy in ready-to-wear stood on the spot, maintaining its original posture.

Its head slowly, gradually, twisted in the direction where the few people disappeared——

crunch.

The face with blank facial features sank into darkness, and the sunken eye sockets were filled with shadows, like...

look in.

*

Under the protection of the oil lamp light, several people walked to the back of the store.

An Xin turned sideways and pointed to the hanger that was pulled away not far away: "There."

Under the shadow of the hanging clothes, a half-closed door appeared in everyone's sight, and everyone could smell the unpleasant rotten smell.

Wen Jianyan frowned, raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

"Zhang Yu."

Qi Qian shouted.

"Yes, Captain." Zhang Yu seemed to be familiar with the process. He stepped forward and stepped forward. Under the shroud of light, he carefully pushed the warehouse door open a gap——

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and the dim light of the oil lamp streamed in through the gap.

Qi Qian turned to look at the nursery rhyme.

Nursery Rhyme nodded.

"Let's go, go in and have a look." Qi Qian retracted his gaze and said.

Under his leadership, the group cautiously walked towards the warehouse.

Wen Jianyan followed at the end of the team, looking at the room in front of her without a trace.

This place is no different from an ordinary commercial store. The area is very small. It should be only five or six square meters at most. Because of the intrusion of people, it seems a bit crowded.

There are no windows, it's a completely enclosed space with lots of folded clothes stacked on high shelves.

The stench is getting stronger

Ahead, there was a sound of gasping for breath.

"Captain, look-"

Hearing this, Wen Jianyan raised her head subconsciously and looked forward through the gap between people.

Deep in the warehouse, under a pile of clothes, I saw a human figure sitting quietly against the wall, with its head lowered, its body was almost completely rotted, and the dark corpse water slumped into a pool on the ground, releasing a horrifying emanation. Suffocating horrible smell.

"Corpse?"

Qi Qian frowned.

"It should be." Zhang Yu said cautiously.

With the light, his eyes flicked over the corpse and finally landed on its tightly clenched fist.

...like pinching something.

"Captain, there seems to be something in the corpse's hand." Zhang Yu said.

Qi Qian: "Open its hand and be careful."

Zhang Yu nodded and squatted down in front of the corpse.

Since it had been fine when he was outside, the probability of an accident should not be high now.

He just reached out to the corpse—

"Giggle."

A clear, bone-rubbing sound rang out.

At that moment, Zhang Yu's pupils shrank, and his heart beat heavily.

He raised his head sharply, just in time to meet the face of the corpse in front of him.

The bluish-white, half-rotten face, the lips and nose have disappeared, the bones below can be vaguely seen, and the eyelids and eyeballs have disappeared, leaving only two dark eye sockets——

"Giggle."

The friction sounded again.

The corpse slowly turned his head a little bit, and with those two eye sockets, he fixedly "looked" at Zhang Yu.

"Zhang Yu!" Qi Qian's roar came from behind: "Back off!"

Under the flickering light, above the mutilated face of the corpse, the rotting blue-white flesh pulled up, slowly revealing a strange smile.