Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 329

Wen Jianyan: "Did you find it? Where is the exact location?"

Huang Mao pointed to the front and affirmed: "Just about 30 meters ahead, the door of a shop on the right side of the street is half-open."

"Okay, let's go there next, right?"

Zhong Shan geared up, "Then let's go."

Chen Mo looked around the dead street in front of him, and cautiously added, "There are too few shops open on this street, and the shops that can open at this time will not be so simple. ."

The others nodded.

The cold rain fell from the gray sky, tapping on the bluestone road, disturbing the stagnant water between the crevices.

On the street, there are several motionless figures standing here and there.

With their backs to the crowd, they stood upright, motionless like nails driven into the ground.

Everyone raised their vigilance to the highest level and walked along the street.

They discreetly avoided the corpses that were pestering on the street, and kept away from them as much as possible, so as not to disturb these eerie existences.

During the entire process, the corpses remained motionless.

Even if Wen Jianyan and his group walked past them, they didn't react at all, just like some kind of pure dead that barely maintained their human form.

However, no matter which direction they are viewed from, they are always seen from the back,

The distance of thirty meters is not near, but not far.

Soon, everyone came to the door of the "shop that was still open" that Huang Mao said.

It is indeed "on".

Unlike other shops, the door of this shop is not tightly closed, but it is not half-closed as Huang Mao said...

On the contrary, its two door panels are wide open to both sides without any obstruction at all, as if it is silently conveying a message:

【welcome】

Several people were shocked. Even without Wen Jianyan's order, they all subconsciously stopped a few meters away from the store.

Huang Mao was also stunned.

He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the direction he had just come from, with a confused look on his face: "When I looked from that direction just now, it was really only half-covered... During the whole process, I didn't even look at it. There is movement to the door, is it just a matter of angle?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly and asked:

"What's inside the door? Can you see it?"

Huang Mao looked into the large open door and slowly shook his head, showing an embarrassed look:

"I...I can't see anything, like just now."

Since the [door] entering and leaving the town was closed and the shopping street has been "changed" invisibly, every house here seems to be shrouded in boundless viscous darkness, no matter whether the door is open or not, there is no way Penetrated by sight, even a visual talent like Huang Mao can't start.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hey, this is equivalent to the support position being banned."

"It feels terrible to be completely unknown... Has anyone who's seen this dungeon come out with two spoilers?"

"You forgot? This dungeon has been restarted. There are many settings that I haven't seen before, so I can't spoil it."

"How should I put it, the previous copy of [Xingwang Hotel] didn't have so many mirrors, and there were no factions between players. The mechanism in the early stage was not very different. They all entered the town to attract customers and satisfy customers. Needs, those who are promoted through the internship assessment, of course, will encounter more and more dangers in the process, but it doesn’t feel as complicated as it is now…”

"Yes, and basically I haven't seen any anchors who dare to stay in the town after the lights are turned on. After all, it's only three hours... Even if someone is unlucky and doesn't escape in time, it's basically in the first place. He was dead in an hour."

"After all, the difficulty of this book was not high before, and the host's level was also there. Who would have thought that after the reopening, not only did it suddenly become a confrontation book, but even the rating suddenly became S, which really surprised me. already."

"Hasn't any team explored this place before?"

"It seems like there is? But what is the specific situation, I forgot..."

"Hahahaha I forgot too."

"Maybe it's been too long, I don't remember it at all!

When the barrage in the live broadcast room was talking about Zhenghuan, Bai Xue, who had been following the team without saying a word, suddenly raised those pitch-black eyes, and looked into the shop in front of him.

"..."

He rarely took the initiative to say: "There is no possibility of death for the time being."

Several people were startled and turned to look.

But after speaking, Bai Xue lowered her eyes again and fell back into silence, as if she had no intention of speaking.

To be honest, even if Bai Xue didn't speak, for Wen Jianyan and the others, they had no other choice.

As the time spent in the rain increased, the rancid smell of the leather clothes on the body gradually became more and more intense, almost completely unable to be blocked by the moisture in the air, and the surface of the clothes rolled up by the cloudy wind gradually appeared terrifying shadows , looks like the shape of a face.

If they linger outside, sooner or later, they will die under the skins of people who are gradually awakening.

And if they change their clothes without knowing the destination, it will be a problem whether they can continue their journey.

For them, finding shelter from the rain has become a priority now.

Now that Bai Xue has spoken, there is nothing to hesitate.

Everyone looked at each other and walked cautiously towards the store.

The shop was dark and had a musty, damp smell.

Wen Jianyan and the others stopped cautiously on the side of the store near the door, and did not go in immediately.

The wet rain dripped from the body, and soon left a pool of water on the soles of the feet. Everyone took off the human leather clothes as quickly as possible, and placed them on the body so that they would not get wet by the rain, and neither would the shadows. where it falls into the water.

The man's leather coat, which gradually became weird, stopped deteriorating, and the shadow of the face that appeared on it gradually disappeared, and soon the silence disappeared, becoming like ordinary clothes.

"..."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that at least for a while, they no longer need to worry about being killed by human fur.

After solving the most urgent trouble, they finally have the energy to focus on their current position.

The streamers took out their phones from their pockets and turned on the flashlights on the back.

When they were standing outside, the darkness that could not be penetrated by sight was completely invisible. After they entered the store, it seemed to have completely disappeared, and could no longer affect their vision in any way.

The dim beam of light penetrated the darkness, barely illuminating the shop in front of him.

The area of ​​the store is not large, and it is no different from the previous leather clothing store.

The dark and gloomy shop is lined with neat rows of old-fashioned shelves covered in dust, and the shelves and walls are full of countless goods.

And the type of cargo...

But it was completely beyond everyone's imagination.

It's a mask.

The pale, ceramic-like mask, densely packed, was placed motionless in the darkness, as if it was silently [looking] over, which was creepy.

The rain outside the house was pattering, making the room more and more dead, like a tomb.

"This...this is..."

Zhong Shan's voice broke the dead silence, and even though he had restrained himself, the final sound was still a little trembling.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and took the lead:

"Go in and talk."

Although these countless pale masks look heart-wrenching, according to the information provided by Bai Xue before, it should be safe for the time being before they do anything.

"..."

Seeing that Wen Jianyan walked in without hesitation, the others looked at each other and finally followed suit.

The sound of the rain was separated from the wall and became weak, and the sound of footsteps that everyone deliberately put down echoed in the room.

On the four walls, each side is densely covered with masks.

Countless pale masks with different expressions looked down at everyone in the room, bringing a creepy sense of oppression.

Wen Jianyan came to one of the shelves and flashed the light of a flashlight towards it.

There are plastic human head models upright on the shelves, and each of them is wearing a pale mask that looks like a ceramic texture under the dim light.

The eyes of the mask are two holes through which the line of sight can penetrate, through which the surface texture of the human head model below can be seen.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's pupils narrowed.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his fingers holding the flashlight tightened slightly.

The familiarity brought about by this scene... is really shocking.

Memories of the previous instance swept in like a wave.

When he was on the second floor of Changsheng Building, he once entered the mirror world on the second floor through a brass mirror, and he also saw the true face of the second floor of Changsheng Building.

On the shelves, there are blue and white heads with different faces, almost exactly the same as the scene in front of them.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced herself to withdraw from the memory of the last copy.

He walked forward along the shelf and looked at the masks in front of him with the light of his mobile phone.

The expressions of each mask are vague, as if the facial features were cast from the same mold, but the expressions on the masks are exactly the same.

The corners of the stiff mouth rose high, forming a strangely curved smile.

In the dark room, it looked so terrifying that one couldn't help but feel the chills behind him.

Wen Jianyan stopped and frowned slowly.

He didn't feel like he entered the shop at random.

What's more, this is the only open store they've seen along the way, so there's even less chance that it's all a coincidence.

Another very important point...

These so-called "commodities" always make Wen Jianyan unable to control the recall of the last copy he experienced.

On this commercial street, the first store they entered was also the closest store to the entrance of the shopping street, and it was the least difficult store to enter. There were human leather clothes on the shelves.

In the second store, there are plastic human heads on the shelves.

And their next destination is the "framing shop".

You know, on the third floor of Changsheng Building, there are also paintings hanging on the walls.

However, although there are some similarities in individual elements, the essential functions of these commodities are different, and the deep logic of the copies is even more different, which makes Wen Jianyan unable to connect the two in a one-to-one correspondence.

It's like missing an important link in the logic chain.

Because of this missing information gap, the entire related guess cannot be established, like a stuck hinge that cannot be successfully snapped.

Wen Jianyan raised her head and asked the others:

"Have you found any clues?"

Everyone shared their findings, but they were basically the same as Wen Jianyan's observation, and there was nothing special.

At least for now, aside from the weird stuff it sells, it's basically just an abandoned normal store.

"Put on the human fur coat, let's get out of here first."

Wen Jianyan thought about it and said.

After all, they still have too little information at hand, and in this case, any action made could lead to death, so it is best to play it safe.

More importantly, they have limited time right now.

The more delay here, the closer Black is to success, and the greater the possibility of Yun Bilan's death.

The crowd nodded.

They quickly changed into the second human leather jacket that had not been activated for the time being, and left the store full of weird masks under the leadership of Wen Jianyan.

It was almost exactly the same as before they entered the store, nothing had changed outside the house.

The rain was still falling, the streets seemed to have no end, and there were countless motionless corpses with their backs to them.

The group continued to hurry forward despite the rain.

The rain is endless.

Although it has been a long time, the surrounding scene seems to have not changed at all.

Wen Jianyan wiped the rain off her face and turned her head to look in the direction of Huang Mao:

"Hasn't the frame shop been found yet?"

Huang Mao shook his head, showing a frustrated look: "Not at all..."

Under Wen Jianyan's advice, Huang Mao paid attention to the shops on both sides of the road during the whole process. He no longer even looked for a painting shop, but was trying to separate the shops in the street and the paintings in front of him. One match, but still no results.

Although this street is so familiar, the scene in the oil painting has never appeared once.

Because it took too long, the last human leather jacket on them showed signs of awakening again, emitting the rotten smell of corpses.

"Oh shit……"

Zhong Shan couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Chen Mo on the side turned his head to look at Wen Jianyan, raised his voice and suggested, "Captain, why don't we go back? At least go back to the mask shop to avoid the rain. It's possible that we have any clues..."

Wen Jianyan didn't answer.

He stood there, lowered his eyes, and covered his hesitant expression, as if he was struggling with what to choose next.

The materials they have on hand are really too few, and the street seems to have no end at all, and there is no trace of the painting shop in the oil painting. No one knows what will happen next, and whether they can In this alienated street, I found the shop that didn't seem to exist.

"..."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes and looked at the street in front of her, suddenly startled.

He suddenly realized...

It seems that they haven't encountered a "corpse" for a long time.

I don't know when it started, the backs of those weird, motionless corpses in the rain actually disappeared, and the whole street returned to the original dead silence.

Looking around, there is only a gloomy rain curtain, and nothing else can be seen.

"Keep going."

Wen Jian said.

The rest of the people were stunned.

Wen Jianyan turned her head, her light-colored eyes were hazy by the rain, like a gem immersed in water, clear and bright.

He looked at Huang Mao and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Pay attention to whether there are any open shops ahead."

"Oh, oh good."

Huang Mao nodded obediently, although the second monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

The group continued to set off.

This time, Wen Jianyan's pace accelerated several times, as if in a hurry.

Soon, before a few minutes passed, Huang Mao suddenly shouted: "There is an open door in front!!!"

All were refreshed.

Although I don't know what's going on in the next store, this is a timely good news for them, who have almost run out of ammunition and food and are on the verge of losing control of their leather jackets.

A store that is open not only means that they can temporarily shelter from the rain to recover their physical strength, but also means that if they are lucky, they can also find more rain-proof props that can be used, whether it is clothes or umbrellas. They continued to explore.

However, as soon as they entered the store, everyone was stunned.

The layout of the store in front of me is really...

too familiar.

Shelves full of clothes, bloodstains on the ground, messy fight marks, and—

Zhong Shan hurriedly took a few steps forward and looked towards the back of the store with his probe.

In the dark corner of the shop, there were several "corpses" of the streamers lying about. Although they lost signs of life, they were barely alive.

Except that the corpse controlled by the clothes disappeared, everything was the same as before they left.

"came back……"

Huang Mao said with a dazed expression.

Everyone froze in place, almost unable to believe their eyes.

After leaving the store for a long time, they actually returned to the starting point! ! !

The impact of this incident was too great.

After realizing this, the atmosphere between everyone became heavy, and their expressions were very ugly, as if they could wring out water.

Which is to say... everything they just did was in vain.

After the passage between the Xingwang Hotel and the town was closed, this street was no longer the street it used to be, but became an endless loop of ghosts hitting the wall.

Not only was the frame shop not here, they were also trapped in it.

It would be fine if everything went back to the way it was after the lights were turned off, but if it didn't work out...they were almost certain to die.

After all, according to their previous observations, there were no paintings on this street.

No oil painting, which means there is no way back to the Xingwang Hotel, which means...

die.

"……what."

A chuckle suddenly broke the dead silence and rang in the ears of everyone.

The voice was very soft, but with a pleasant meaning that could not be ignored, it made everyone stunned.

They turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

It is Wen Jianyan.

The slender young man stood in the center of the store, his amber eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, revealing a shallow smile, which looked bright like the warm sun in the dim environment:

"So it is."

--what?

Everyone was startled.

What are all...?

"It's the same as before, take two clothes." Wen Jianyan didn't explain, just ordered succinctly.

Although the other anchors did not know why, they still acted according to their words.

"Okay, let's go."

Wen Jianyan smiled and stepped into the rain outside the house first.

There was no hesitation in his steps, as if he didn't mind walking on an endless road of death at all.

"..."

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously, but they still painted cats and tigers, put on human skins, and followed behind Wen Jianyan.

The group set off again.

All the sights along the way are very familiar.

The dark shops with the closed doors on both sides, the street extending into the distance, and the stiff corpses gradually appearing on the street with their backs facing them.

This time, Wen Jianyan didn't spend her energy on avoiding these corpses.

But even if he walked directly past the corpses, the corpses remained motionless and did not attack them in any way.

A group of people ran as fast as they could in the rain.

Soon, a shop with a wide door appeared in front of everyone.

"Go in!"

Wen Jianyan narrowed her wet eyelashes and shouted loudly in the rain.

The crowd followed behind him and rushed into the store together.

Still the same mask shop.

There are countless pale masks hanging on the walls and the rows of shelves. The fuzzy facial features seem to be melted by wax.

Everything is the same as last time.

Is it possible...

Did he find some clues in the shop that they didn't find, is he going to search again?

Everyone couldn't help but guess in their hearts.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at the crowd and said:

"Take a mask each."

"……what?"

Now, everyone was stunned.

Although they were psychologically prepared, they were still surprised by Wen Jianyan's extraordinary request.

You must know that although these masks have not changed in any way for the time being, and there is no intention to attack people, however, whether it is the time and place of their appearance, or their appearance, they all reveal the strangeness of these masks.

They could not be ordinary objects in any way, but buried some kind of terrifying curse.

What's more important... The previous human leather jackets and human leather umbrellas, although they looked weird, at least both had the effect of blocking the rain, but this time the masks were different.

Not only can it not block the rain, but it also contains horrors that are completely different from other props, and even closer to the core of the copy itself.

You must know that all the hosts who died in this dungeon before, the guests in this dungeon, and the previous hotel manager who appeared at the beginning of the Xingwang Hotel dungeon, their faces have become very similar to the masks in front of them—— The face is pale, the facial features are blurred, and the corners of the mouth are raised high, like a smile.

This is why they did not choose to touch these masks the last time they entered the store.

"quick."

Wen Jianyan didn't explain too much, but simply and rudely urged.

"..."

With their trust in Wen Jianyan's decision-making, everyone bravely stretched out their hands and chose a mask to hold in their hands.

The moment they took off the mask, Huang Mao's face suddenly turned pale.

He jumped three feet high and screamed in horror:

"The corpse, the corpse moved!!!"

In the cloudy and rainy sky outside the house, those corpses that were still motionless just now, like wooden wedges, suddenly moved at the same time. They still maintained their backs to them, slowly strode forward, and stepped back toward the store. Approaching this place step by step.

Everything happened silently, and when Huang Mao noticed, the corpses were already surrounded.

One after another, the corpses exuding a rancid smell took stiff steps, backing up and back toward the store—

Wen Jianyan seemed to have expected this for a long time, and his expression was extraordinarily calm, as if there was no fluctuation at all.

He says:

"Okay, now put on the mask."

His voice was flat, but it sounded like thunder in everyone's ears, causing goosebumps all over.

However, now they have no choice but to act according to their words.

Everyone gritted their teeth and covered the pale mask on their faces.

At that moment.

All the bodies outside the door stopped moving.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, moved slightly, and looked out the slanted window.

In the rain outside the door, countless corpses stood upright.

Looking out through the hole in the mask, those corpses who had just turned their backs to them have now all turned to [face] them!

The pale face has blurred facial features, the corners of the mouth are raised high, and the eyes are like two dark caves with nothing in them.

Face after face "gazing" in this direction, looking horrified.

Wen Jianyan felt the hair on his back stand upright, but in the same way, he also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The sultry air was trapped under the mask, moistening his face and eyelashes, making him feel relieved after a long absence.

...you guessed it.

There is a reason why Wen Jianyan was able to be the first person to react and to find out the deep rules here.

He is the only one who has experienced the copy of [Prosperity Building] among all the anchors.

And the rules here are indeed related to Prosperity Building.

However, the rules are not [the same], but completely [the opposite].

In the Prosperity Building, the customers are ghosts. They gradually become complete by purchasing parts and organs one after another, and after obtaining the sacrifices, they are finally buried in the solitary grave by the building.

And in the commercial street in this town, the customers are people.

They can make themselves disguised, or in other words, become "ghosts" by wearing one "media" after another.

One is repression.

One is manufacturing.

The reason why they had been circling between the first and second stores before was not because they entered some ordinary ghost wall, or were trapped in a nightmare.

the reason is simple:

Because they are human.

And the area they are trying to enter is obviously a place that humans cannot set foot in.

Only real "ghosts" can enter it.

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