Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 270

[Changsheng Building] In the live broadcast hall, all the audience held their breath and waited anxiously.

The screen was pitch black, and the countdown was frozen at 00:00:01, which had not changed for a long time, and the emotions of the audience were strained to the extreme.

What on earth happened?

Why does the countdown stop at the last moment? Has the final main mission of the anchors been completed?

Countless questions piled up together, and low whispers were brewing in the huge hall.

Suddenly! Without warning, the screen lights up again! The signals in the three live broadcast rooms are restored at the same time.

A familiar picture appeared in front of everyone... the courtyard surrounded by scarlet rays of light, countless pale and strange paper figures, and three senior anchors guarding the entrance of the courtyard. Above the live broadcast room, the countdown to the final main quest is displayed.

00:03:35

"?!"

The audience waiting in the live broadcast room showed a shocked expression.

"what happened?"

"Isn't there just a few seconds left? Why has the time suddenly increased to three minutes? And there are still zeros and rounds?"

"I do not know!"

"Did the system fail again?"

"Or temporarily increase the duration of the ultimate mission...? It shouldn't be, there is no such precedent in Nightmare!"

In the courtyard, Qi Qian and several others were also horrified.

They looked at each other, their expressions shocked and dazed, as if they didn't understand. It was clear that the time limit for the final main quest had reached the last few seconds, and they had already fallen into despair and were ready to accept death, but, unexpectedly Yes, with the darkness in front of my eyes....

When they regained consciousness, they actually returned to the courtyard again. Not only did he not die, but the remaining time was increased!

how so?

This is, Tangerine Candy's voice pulled them back from their shock.

"Where's Wen Wen?"

She stared closely at the place where Wen Jianyan had just disappeared from the pile of paper figures, her brows were wrinkled, her voice was cold and deep, "she's gone."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Tangerine Candy's line of sight.

It was empty and there was no one half-figure.

That is to say...

Among the four of them, only three returned to the courtyard.

So, where did the last person left go?

[Changsheng Building] In the live broadcast hall, the audience suddenly realized.

"Oh yes! Wen Jianyan!"

"Yeah, there are a total of four live broadcast rooms, and the live broadcast room with only him is still black... What's the matter?"

"Is he already dead?"

"No, if he dies, the live broadcast room should directly prompt the disconnection, and I remember that he disconnected the signal before the countdown ended, which is not the same as other anchors."

While the audience is talking about...

Suddenly, in the live broadcast room of the dry discussion center, the screen that was always black slowly lit up slowly.

"Wen Jianyan is online!!!"

The sudden online launch ignited the emotions of the audience. During the fog time, the number of online users who had just gradually declined began to soar again. With strong curiosity and desire to explore, the audience flocked to Wen Jianyan's live broadcast room.

However, to everyone's expectations, the picture displayed on the screen was not in the center of the courtyard of the courtyard, but in the darkened marriage room. It looks like a room on the west side.

The cold red light flowed in from outside the window, illuminating the darkness.

Wen Jianyan stood in front of the grayish red wooden bed, lowered his head slightly, Ling's hair covered the tip of his eyes, he looked at the cabinet beside him, and seemed to be out of breath.

The long red sleeves drooped down, covering the plain white slender fingers.

His fingers were slightly curled, and the fingertips spasmed a little because of the excessive force, and shivered from time to time... But it was surprisingly clean, as if it had been carefully cleaned.

He took a deep breath and raised his eyes. Under the silver-white eyelashes, there was a little water in his eyes, but the expression in his eyes was only cautious and solemn.

""

Almost at the moment of returning to the copy, Wen Jianyan immediately diverted his attention from what had just happened between himself and Wu Zhu.

He knew very well that now was not the time to think about it.

Because he has more important things to do.

Wen Jianyan still remembered that before he entered the "marriage room", the time limit for the ultimate mainline task was running out. The next time has become close to four minutes... Although it is still very urgent, it is much better than before.

Wen Jianyan didn't think this was done by Wu Zhu.

He knew that the other party was indifferent to other human beings except himself, and his willingness to send him back was already the biggest concession he could make under the influence of the fruit of lies. Is it a dream demon? It is possible. After all, in the current confrontation, Wu Zhu gradually gained the upper hand. If it was killed by the copy, it would be fine, but it was obliterated because the task was not completed within the time limit? Wen Jian Yan didn't think Nightmare would let such a thing happen - after all, there was still profit in him.

However, his other teammates don't have this value. How could the dream demon be able to talk to such an extent, and put such water on them?

In just a few seconds, several consecutive questions emerged in my mind, and they were quickly rejected.

However, Wen Jianyan didn't want to waste time here, so he gathered his thoughts and strode towards the door instead.

Whatever the reason, his priority is still to break the game.

To accomplish this, you must reconcile with your teammates.

"Squeak!"

The old and loose door in front of him was pushed open by Wen Jianyan, and opened heavily to both sides. The loud noise that followed cut through the dead silence and echoed throughout the courtyard of the Siheyuan, instantly attracting everyone's attention. force.

The eyes of the other three all fell on him.

For a moment, the air was dead silent.

" ! ! !"

"???"

The expressions on the faces of the three were wonderful, shocking, horrified, stupefied, unbelievable, and even carried some indescribably strong and complex emotions.

Although his arrival was very unexpected, but why are these people looking at him with such eyes——

"you--"

Wen Jianyan opened her mouth and made a familiar voice.

He suddenly stopped the car.

" "

Wait a moment.

Wen Jianyan quickly lowered her head and glanced at herself

what.

The two slanted doors of the west room were pushed open from the inside out, swaying back and forth under the strength that has not dissipated, the silver-haired youth stood inside the door, slender and tall, with a bright red blood-like body loosely wrapped around him. The wedding robe, the neckline seems to have not had time to tidy up, it is messy and wide open, revealing the white shoulders and neck, the sharp collarbone, and most of the flat and firm chest.

Whether in terms of appearance or stature, he is definitely a man who looks like a fake.

The strange red light in the courtyard shines on his face, reflecting the clear facial features and the familiar amber eyes.

Although the face and temperament are completely different from the image in memory, there is still a little familiar outline and expression from it, which is almost the same as the slender and shy girl Wen Wen. It's almost like it was carved out of a mold.

Of course, regardless of gender.

""

""

The pupils of the few people in front of them trembled, and their expressions were slightly distorted, as if shocked by some terrible fact that had not been imagined before. For a moment, Jiping forgot where he was now.

""

Only Su Cheng turned his head silently, raised his hand and wiped his face.

Wen Jianyan: "."

Oh shit.

He ran out of the room on the west side in such a hurry that he forgot about it.

However, it can't be his fault.

Every time he returned from Wu Zhu to the dungeon governed by the Dream Demon, the live broadcast room system could always make up for his appearance in time, but for some unknown reason, it failed this time - Wen Jianyan guessed , which is probably related to the "mark" mentioned by Wu Zhu before.

Obviously, the imprint branded on him by the Dream Demon live broadcast room is gradually being replaced by the imprint of Wu Zhu, so this time, after he returned to the dungeon, his appearance did not take effect immediately, but the original appearance. appeared in front of the crowd.

【Integrity First】In the live broadcast room:

"Hahahahaha!"

"hahahahahahahahaha! ! !"

"I can't do it, I want to die laughing, the expressions of the two captains on the opposite side are so funny! It's more like seeing a ghost than seeing a ghost!"

"I can't believe that the innocent, weak and beautiful girl in your eyes is actually Wen Jianyan, a 1.8-meter adult male!"

"No way, I have to copy a screen recording when I go back! Hahahahahaha!"

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Wen Jianyan's stunned moment only lasted for a second.

He adjusted it almost immediately, and then walked straight over, with a calm and natural expression on his face, without the slightest shame after being dismantled, as if he entered the dungeon in this form from the beginning.

— even before it was time to rake.

"Hey, don't be in a daze, we're running out of time now."

Qi Qian: "?"

Su Cheng: "?"

Tangerine Candy: "???"

No, this person still has no sense of shame!

Although they were stunned by Wen Jianyan's shamelessness, everyone knew that the other party was right.

My time is very tight right now.

——There are less than three minutes left until the end of the final main quest.

In this case, it doesn't matter whether his teammates are male or female, the important thing is to break the dead end and survive in this terrifying courtyard.

Tangtang turned his head and looked at Wen Jianyan: "You got the urn, what's in it?"

"There aren't many clues." Wen Jianyan shook her head and said.

He doesn't have much time to explain in detail now, and can only simply inform the other party of the conclusions he has drawn.

He opened his mouth and was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by a voice not far away.

Not far away, as the burning paper ashes were scattered away, the rubbing sound of "chacha" sounded again, and the pale-faced paper figures gathered around again, their movements stiff, their lips and cheeks under the red light. red as blood.

"" Wen Jianyan frowned suddenly.

He suddenly realized something.

Those paper figurines who had been forced to retreat by Qi Qian's props set on fire have just finished burning, and on the ground...

Wen Jianyan's eyes swept down, and he easily caught a few pitch-black bone altars that were rolling around. Compared with before he rushed over, there were quite a few!

That is to say—

He was stunned.

It's not that the time of the final main quest has been extended...it's that their time has gone back three minutes!

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on Tangtang Tang, with a worried look on her face.

I don't know if it's an illusion... I always feel that the other party's stature seems to be a little shorter than before, and the face that was too young at this moment is extraordinarily pale, and under the illumination of the blood-red light, it looks more and more immature.

Seems like.... age has shrunk.

In an instant, the little details that had never been noticed before were instantly linked together.

In the first painting on the third floor, Tangerine Candy suffered the same "curse that only red lamp oil can dispel." However, in the store on the fourth floor, the other party did not understand the function of "red lamp oil". , Wen Jianyan still remembered that he glanced down at that time, and clearly saw the palm of the orange candy that was not eroded by the slightest curse.

Obviously, Tangerine Candy didn't know the effect of red lamp oil, but the curse on her disappeared.

why?

and just now

Wen Jianyan clearly remembered that Tangerine Candy stopped Su Cheng when he rushed to the urn - not for protection, after all, at the time of life and death, the difference of a few seconds was not very big. She was preventing Su-sung from blocking him from getting clues.

In the last tens of seconds just now, Tangerine Candy was always the calmest of everyone... Perhaps it was precisely because she had a backup, a last-minute emergency plan.

talent.

"So, you didn't get any clues?"

Tangerine Candy frowned, a particularly heavy and solemn look on his face.

"No, not quite," Wen Jianyan was awakened by the other party's voice, and immediately recovered, he finally took a deep look at the little girl in front of him who only reached his waist, and said, "I have another idea. "Speaking, he turned to look at Su Cheng:

"Your talent."

Su Cheng was startled, and his face immediately became serious: "How many?"

"One."

Su Cheng's movements were quick: "...Death is rebellious."

Wen Jianyan doesn't know much about tarot, but after teaming up with Su Cheng for so many times, he also understands the meaning of a lot of tarot cards. Even if Su Cheng doesn't need to explain, he also knows what this card represents. what

Are you alive or dead?

In the dungeon of [Prosperity Building], this card seems very suitable.

Here, the gate of life and the gate of death are forever interdependent.

Su Cheng stared at the card in front of him and frowned: "...in the south."

With the increase of talent level, his perception of the cards is also enhanced. In addition to the superficial guidance, he can also vaguely feel more hidden messages.

"But, that's not right..."

The position of the card guide, whether it is east, west, or north, is excusable and has a basis.

Because each room has its own internal logic, the east room is the altar, the north room is the core, the west room is the security, only the south side has nothing but a closed wooden door.

Could it be that……

His card wants them to get out of here?

But there is that terrifying red-clothed female corpse guarding outside. If you face it, with just the four of them, there is almost no chance of winning!

However, the strange thing is that the expression on Wen Jianyan's face is very calm, as if there is no doubt about this result, but rather like ... suddenly.

It was as if I saw the tides dissipate in front of my eyes, revealing a dark, wet, rocky beach.

He lowered his head and glanced at the scarlet gown he was wearing.

Then, Wen Jianyan raised her head and her eyes fell on the closed door behind her.

No one knew what was going on in his mind at the moment.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath slowly, as if she had made up her mind, and said:

Open the door.

"what? !"

Qi Qian looked horrified and turned to look at Wen Jianyan: "Open the door? Are you crazy?"

There have been many confrontations between the red-clothed female corpse outside the door and them, and each time it was fierce. If it weren't for his talent, Qi Qian himself might have died in the first confrontation with it.

If the red-clothed female corpse is put into this limited area of ​​the courtyard, they will face multiple attacks from it and the paper figurines. Under the superimposed terrifying effect, it will only make their low hopes of survival become obsolete. more subtle.

- There are the last two minutes left until the end of the ultimate mainline copy.

Unexpectedly, the other party said calmly:

"I do not have."

"This is a joint decision between me and the seer."

Wen Jianyan stared fixedly at Qi Qian, the amber eyes were covered with a light red mist, but the light in the depths of the eyes was solid and firm, with a tough attitude that could not be rejected.

It was obviously an unfamiliar face, but Qi Qian saw the "warm" demeanor once again.

Reasonable, calm, arrogant, and most importantly...  

Never go wrong.

"That's what you hired us for, isn't it? - we are the strongest."

00:01:36

And this time, there was no second orange candy, and it was time for them to get the next three minutes.

It must end completely this time.

Mingming......the reason is very clear, if you do as Wen Jianyan said, what awaits them next may be a horror that ordinary people can't imagine, but, inexplicably, when you fill in the dive, he feels that he has been persuaded by ghosts, and he nodded. :

"…All right."

"What about after the door is opened?" Tangerine Candy clenched the long knife in his hand, the blood on it almost completely covered the blade, and it will probably only be completely useless for the last time, "Is the front just right?"

"Do not."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and looked towards the closed wooden door in front of her.

He knew that behind the wooden door, stood a stiff and terrifying corpse of a woman in red.

Although there was still a door between them, even so, Wen Jianyan could still clearly feel that the cold aura coming from it was a horror far beyond his imagination. Can't fight head-on, can't fight head-on.

perhaps

There is no need for a head-to-head confrontation.

"We'll wait," he said.

"Wait?" This time, everyone was shocked.

They really didn't expect that Wen Jianyan would finally make such a suggestion and do nothing, open the door of the courtyard and let the corpse of the woman in red come in? This is no different from suicide!

"Yes," Wen Jianyan didn't explain anymore.

He raised his hand and slowly pressed it on the wooden door on one side, "Are you ready?"

Qi Qian looked at each other, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have made up his mind. "Um."

A few people raised their hands and pressed them on the wooden door, became calm, and then slammed their hands as above!

"Squeak-"

The piercing sound of the door pivot sounded, echoing in the dark night, like a warning signal, scratching people's eardrums.

The wooden door, which had been blocked by three people from the beginning, was now open to both sides without any precaution.

Outside the door, was the bottomless darkness, and the corpse of the red-clothed woman standing stiffly in place.

It stood upright outside the door, the wedding dress on its body was as bright as blood, the lower half of its pale face, the corners of its mouth raised strangely upward, and its hands smeared with scarlet Kodan hung down on both sides of its body, covered with corpse spots.

At about the same time, the temperature in the air plummeted.

The door opened.

The female corpse in red slowly raised her feet and walked towards the door.

"Close your eyes!"

Wen Jianyan suppressed her voice.

Everyone knew how terrifying the "gazing" of the red-clothed female corpse was, and almost without Wen Jianyan's reminder, they all closed their eyes in unison.

"clatter.

The scarlet embroidered shoes fell to the ground.

At the moment when the red-clothed female corpse stepped into the courtyard, everything was quiet.

The "chacha" sound of the paper figurine's action disappeared completely, as if it had once again become a deadly ornament.

At the same time, the sound of the system's inorganic broadcast, mixed with current interference, came from the ear:

"Ding!...ZiZi...Plot offset: 50%...ZiZi"

"clatter."

Another step.

"Ding! Plot... zi zi... Offset: 55%..."

Wen Jianyan's eyes were tightly closed, and the eyeballs rolled uneasily under the thin eyelids.

He can feel...

The corpse of the woman in red is approaching.

One step, two steps, three steps

Every time you take a step forward, the plot offset will jump forward by a number.

"Ding! Plot offset: 60%... zi"

Although he closed his eyes, Wen Jianyan knew that it was right in front of him.

The temperature around him was dropping rapidly, and the cold and cold wind carrying the stench of corpses was blowing toward his face. With the sound of approaching footsteps, his heart was beating wildly.

"clatter."

The female corpse in red took another step forward.

Stiff, rigid, and precisely spaced.

Dead bodies and living people pass by.

Listening to the footsteps of the female corpse in red and continuing to walk forward, Wen Jianyan carefully opened her eyelids and looked at her teammates not far away. The others stood upright, pale and bleeding, with cold sweat on their foreheads. Obviously, like him, he is under a lot of psychological pressure. "Walk."

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, forcing a short and broken syllable between her teeth.

"Go back, go to the door."

The three of them stepped back carefully, restrained their urge to look back, and hurried to the door of the courtyard with the fastest speed.

It was pitch black outside the door, and there was no way out.

——There are the last thirty seconds left until the end of the final main quest.

Wen Jianyan held the cold and rough wooden door frame with one hand, closed her eyes forcefully, as if she had made up her mind, turned her head, and slowly looked behind her.

"Ding! Plot offset: 85%. Zi"

The sound of the system became more muffled.

The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, opened his eyes little by little, and looked into the courtyard in front of him.

The gate of the courtyard was open, and the courtyard was scarlet.

Under the festive and dreary light, the female corpse in the red wedding dress walked step by step towards the main hall on the north side. On both sides of it, stood countless paper figures, their faces were curved and stiff. With a weird smile, Qi Qi made way for the female corpse.

[Prosperity Building] What kind of copy is it?

It's a huge cemetery.

It's an unsolvable [dilemma].

One, two, three, four.

What is the purpose?

——It is to let the corpses sleep peacefully, and the ghosts to rest.

Repair the bodies of the "customers" wandering in the Prosperity Building, offer sacrifices, and let them sleep forever.

It is a complete closed loop, a precision machine.

The non-existent fifth floor is the most core floor in the entire dungeon. Here, the most terrifying corpse is asleep, and the most ferocious Specter.

It is the core of the entire copy and the source of power for the operation of the entire building.

However, it was divided, weakened, and finally sealed on the second floor of the building. It could never leave the mirror, and it would never be able to restore the [Prosperity Building] to its integrity.

This dungeon itself, maybe even [Nightmare Live Room], is old.

That roster is so long that it goes back to the other side of history.

From beginning to end, the incomplete [Prosperity Building] is looking for a "bride".

Therefore, Wen Jianyan, who was holding a red hijab, fell into the paper sedan chair and was carried to the fifth floor as a new bride. Although he was stopped, he became an official "candidate".

Because of this, just now, his name will appear on the thick roster, so only he can pull out the brass knife and be targeted by the paper man.

"Drama... sizzling.... love shift... sizzling degree: 95%"

The back of the red-clothed female corpse disappeared into the red light of the north room.

Under that ominous horror halo, Wen Jianyan could vaguely see that it stepped into the coffin stiffly and slowly, and stood fixedly in the hall.

The moment it stood in the coffin, a familiar system sound rang in its ears:

"Ding! Plot... zi zi... Offset: 100%..."

really.

Wen Jianyan held her breath subconsciously.

His guess was confirmed.

What is the "Ultimate Main Quest" In fact, the "Ultimate Main Quest" is just a generalization. Sometimes it has specific quest content, sometimes it doesn't, but no matter what, its essence is [permanently close the copy].

Prosperity Building is a disturbed machine.

Its core, the red-clothed female corpse, was divided and smashed, and sealed in different places in the building, making it unable to operate on its own. In order to make it run again as a copy, a fragment of the witch candle became a substitute.

How to permanently close the replica?

Let the female corpse retrieve her own fragments and return to the core fifth layer.

[Changsheng Building] has since been complete and returned to the original, most primitive closed loop.

Or...will be free from Nightmare's control and operate independently.

besides--

Another question was also answered.

Why did the female corpse in red on the fifth floor become the most fierce in the entire dungeon?

That kind of overwhelming, which makes people unable to resist, can only feel strong fear, which is unique in the entire copy and cannot be replicated. Even if Wen Jianyan is not a psychic medium, he can feel that this female corpse is so terrifying. A terrifying place where people are terrified and absolutely cannot compete head-on.

But....it is different from other customers.

why?

All the other customers are guided by the copy and go up unconsciously.

It will be attracted and manipulated by the light, whether it launches an attack or not, it is chaotic, ignorant, and has no ability to think.

only it

Only this female corpse in red seems to have some kind of independent will.

The bronze key on the second floor, the painting that appears automatically on the third floor, the appearance when the passage on the fifth floor is opened...

It's very purposeful.

No, to be precise, it may be some kind of "obsession" that has been branded into the bone marrow.

Does it kill? Kill.

But these are not the ends.

Just like when a person walks to a destination, he doesn't care if he runs over a few ants and tramples a few grasses. The same goes for this female corpse.

It is like a robot with an initial program set. Even if it has already died, its body is corrupted, and its consciousness has dissipated... it will still under its weak will——

Get out of the seal and return to the fifth floor.

why?

Wen Jianyan didn't understand at first...

Until Su Cheng found the roster, and he found his name in the roster.

Like him, the paper and the bride were once living people.

It is the spiritual places in the east room, the urns in the paper figurines, and the names on the heavy register.

In each urn, there is a small bronze mirror with inscriptions.

Each name was stamped with a tan, fuzzy fingerprint.

That's an old oath.

Take blood as a warning.

Including the red one, which belongs to the bride's name.

It is also printed with a round, small finger print.

Every fingerprint is like saying

"I volunteer."

【Welcome all distinguished guests to my lady's wedding. 】

In this sentence, there is no husband, no husband, only "my lady".

Whether in the portrait or in the mourning hall, there is always only one coffin.

Because this is not the ghost of a living person marrying an evil ghost, and here from beginning to end, from beginning to end, there is only a lonely corpse.

A man-made ghost. A core that is pre-programmed with an initial program.

A bride who married herself to fate.

"Ji-time-has-to-"

The sharp sound resounded in the darkness, echoing in the courtyard surrounded by scarlet lights, piercing the eardrum like a sharp weapon, making people tremble physically and mentally.

Accompanied by the sound of auspiciousness, the old courtyard gate of the Siheyuan slowly closed in front of Wen Jianyan's eyes.

However, he still didn't take his eyes off, and still stared into the courtyard with a good mistake.

Across the narrowing door crack, Wen Jianyan could see that in the north house shrouded in red light, surrounded by the smiling faces of countless paper figures, the bride in her wedding dress was slowly lying in the frame. I can't see my body, I can't see my face.

But from beginning to end, he never hesitated.

The red light gradually extinguished, the darkness submerged like a silent sea, and the courtyard in front of him seemed to have become a huge, peaceful coffin.

[Born in Sri Lanka, buried in Sri Lanka, guarded in Sri Lanka]

Use your body as feed to suppress evil spirits.