Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 252

Zhang Yu walked at the forefront, and the other two followed him. A faint, ominous red light enveloped the three of them, which was particularly clear in the darkness.

"Follow me."

Tangerine Candy turned her head, glanced behind her, and said in a low voice.

The moment her voice fell, there were stiff footsteps behind several people.

Zhang Yu nodded and listened to the footsteps of the corpse.

The voice was neither fast nor slow, without any change in rhythm, it followed them like a shadow, reverberating in the huge shop, making one's back feel cold.

But much slower than expected.

It seems that Wen Wen is right. Although this candle has the same effect as lamp oil, its effect is much weaker. If he is holding an oil lamp now, it is lit in such a closed space. I am afraid that the footsteps of the corpse will be several times faster than now.

In that case, they may not even have time to steer the body away from the counter before being directly attacked.

And if it was at the current speed, they would be able to pull the corpse not far or near, and let it follow them around the store.

Keep it away from counters and incense burners, at least until Wen Wen comes up with a solution.

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and fixed his gaze in front of him:

"Come on, let's get a little distance from it."

*

at the same time.

The candlestick emits a faint glow, barely illuminating the small area in front of it.

On the red tabletop, there are lit copper candlesticks and a small brass incense burner. In the incense burner, a single incense stick is inserted in the center and burns quietly.

Although several minutes have passed since Wen Jianyan set it on fire, strangely, the length of this incense stick has not changed any visible to the naked eye, as if it has not been consumed at all.

Sure enough, incense is not the main thing, the main thing is the sacrifice.

Wen Jianyan's mind flashed the scene he saw on the third floor before.

Whether it's in the room or in front of the tomb bag, the sacrifices contained in those dishes are basically rotten, but the original appearance can still be vaguely recognized.

Fruits, pastries, and meat.

It is the third type of traditional sacrifice.

In other words, maybe he should also consecrate a similar existence to the "customer"?

No, maybe it's not enough, this dungeon of [Prosperity Building] is very different from other dungeons. In this dungeon, there is a unique set of operation systems, such as the ghost coins that can be obtained from the donation box, such as the ability to dispel the darkness, Or the lamp oil that heals the curse, etc. These functions cannot be replaced by props at all.

However, whether it works or not, he has to try it first, after all, this is the only clue he has now.

Wen Jianyan quickly opened the system mall, selected and paid.

Soon, three plates appeared on the table in front of them, and each plate contained a different offering.

Fruits, pastries, and meats, the three plates were neatly placed side by side on the table, looking particularly gloomy under the faint candlelight.

Sure enough, as Wen Jianyan expected, nothing happened.

The footsteps of customers still followed the red light that flickered in the distance, and the incense lit in the censer remained unchanged, as did the offerings.

Something is missing.

what.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, her thin lips were pursed tightly, almost lost her blood color, under her eyelashes, her eyes were deep and obscure, as if she was thinking fast.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

Wait a minute... When I was on the stairs between the third and fourth floors, there was no sacrifice at all around me, but the "transaction" was completed.

Why is this?

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes.

He is keenly aware that if he finds the answer to this question, then the real solution may emerge.

*

Zhang Yu took the candle and walked in front of them with the other two people not far or near, and behind them, the footsteps of the corpse followed at a fixed speed.

As long as its speed does not change, the distance between them will not change, and they are likely to be safe.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu relaxed a little.

But at this time, the mutation suddenly occurred!

"stop!"

Acropolis's tense voice sounded in his ears, his tone was rapid and solemn: "Don't go forward!"

"!"

The other party's reminder came too suddenly, Zhang Yu couldn't help being surprised, and the steps under his feet had already subconsciously stepped out——

Under the weak red light, the ground that was about to land under his feet had turned into a pitch-black darkness, like Yuan Tau's open mouth.

In the next second, a pale and blue-haired palm protruded from the darkness, covered with dense corpse spots.

It was exactly the same as the hand just pressed on the counter!

"!!!"

Zhang Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

As a senior anchor, his body's ability to respond far exceeds his brain's. He subconsciously activated his talent, and a layer of rock-like existence quickly rose from under his feet, covering his calf in the blink of an eye.

The palm brushed Zhang Yu's calf, but as if he had not found the target, he threw himself in the air, slowly retracted it again, and fell back into the darkness.

The ground returned to normal.

Zhang Yu stood on the spot, holding the candle tightly in his hand, his face was pale, his breathing was short, and his forehead was covered in fine sweat.

He knew that if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he might have been hit directly like he did on the first floor. It didn't matter - what was even more terrifying was that if he didn't let go, he might have been dragged into that dark place. in the abyss.

"It looks like it's not just following us anymore." Tangerine Candy on the side said suddenly.

Zhang Yu calmed down and nodded: "Yes, yes."

Obviously, the role of the red candle is not simply to "attract attention", but more importantly, it will make non-human customers "aware of the presence of the prey", that is, it will be shrouded in red light. The human beings become the target of attack, and the "customers" not only follow them, but also try to kill them.

"It seems that the target of its attack will be fixed on the holder of the candle first." Tangerine Candy said, looking at the Acropolis, "Connect your line to him, not to me, otherwise your consumption will be lost. too big."

Acropolis nodded, although the attack just now was not aimed at him, but his face was very pale, almost the same as Zhang Yu.

When a few people stopped temporarily, the "customers" behind them did not.

"Da da da."

The sound of stiff footsteps echoed in the empty room, approaching them step by step, and the sound of its footsteps seemed to increase gradually as it approached the light of the candle.

In just a few short breaths, the footsteps came close, as if they sounded behind everyone's head.

Orange Candy's expression condensed: "Quick, we have to move on."

In any case, absolutely cannot be overtaken.

*

Wen Jianyan took out the incense burner again.

He looked at it over and over, trying to find clues.

But he got nothing.

... After all, if there is anything, with his keenness, he will probably notice it at the beginning. It is precisely because it seems too ordinary, so Wen Jianyan has never tried to find a breakthrough in it.

Wen Jianyan also knew this.

He stared at the incense burner in his palm, a little unwilling.

The cold copper metal utensils fell in the palm of his hand, which seemed heavy.

There is no special pattern on the outside and inside, and the inside is empty, with nothing, as if it was eaten completely, leaving no valuable features.

Out of space.

How could this be-

"..."

Wen Jianyan was startled suddenly.

Yes, this incense burner is too spacey.

If the broken residual incense inside is exhausted, it is excusable, but why does the incense ash disappear?

Logically speaking, the incense ash is the incense after burning, it is the residue, it is waste, it cannot be a tribute, so why does it disappear after the transaction is over?

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and stared at the copper incense burner in his palm with a flickering expression. He lowered his head hesitantly and carefully sniffed the inside of the incense burner.

A gloomy, sweet, dizzying aroma settled at the bottom of the incense burner, but in addition, there was an extremely strong smell that was several times stronger than the incense itself.

Bloody smell.

Blood.

Wen Jianyan blinked, a flash of light flashed across his eyes quickly, as if he suddenly realized something.

He lowered his head, bit his finger with his teeth, and dropped a drop of his own blood into the incense ash.

"Clap."

The sound of blood droplets falling into the incense ashes was barely detectable, causing a little smoke and dust, and almost immediately, that drop of blood was greedily sucked up by the dry incense ashes below, leaving no trace.

not far away.

Zhang Yu and the three moved forward with difficulty under the attack of the corpse. They not only had to deal with the hands that might appear on the ground at any time, pulling them down, but also controlled the distance between the corpse and the red light, so as not to touch the corpse. To the show.

It was fine at first, but over time the balance became more and more difficult to manage.

The footsteps behind him were getting faster and closer.

With every passing second, the pressure increases exponentially.

Almost at the moment when the blood fell into the incense ashes, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

The air fell into a dead silence.

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment and turned to look.

After just a few seconds - "Dah, dah, dah."

The footsteps sounded again, but this time, it was walking in the opposite direction.

*

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and stared at the incense burner in front of her.

In the incense burner, the incense stick began to clearly fall for the first time. A little scarlet fire was burning at the top, and the fragrance was more and more thick and sweet, and the bloody smell was so strong that it could not be ignored. Along with the green smoke, it burrowed into the nasal cavity, as if it was about to invade the body.

really.

On the fourth floor of Changsheng Building, what customers want to eat is definitely far more than just "fragrant" or "fragrant ash".

What they want to eat is people.

The previous transaction between the third floor and the fourth floor was able to be completed because the offering of the female body in red was not completely consumed. Therefore, that transaction was completed without any cost to Wen Jianyan without realizing it.

Because the price has already been paid.

Wen Jianyan put her torn fingertips into her mouth and sucked the remaining blood from the wound.

——And what he is doing now has a high probability of making himself a sacrifice.