Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 206

Chapter 206

Behind, the swaying oil lamp casts dim light, illuminating the small shop.

The thin clothes were lifted above the head, becoming the only barrier between the darkness and the light, so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow.

Everyone's spirit is under great pressure, but he can't do anything, he can only maintain the current posture, hold his breath, and wait quietly.

Through the half-closed glass door, one could smell the suffocating rotten stench pouring in through the crack of the door.

There was a dead silence around my ears.

Suddenly, the "crack" sound of the soles rubbing against the ground made the heart rise to the throat, the blood rushed, the muscles tightened instinctively, and it was almost impossible to restrain the urge to run away—

The next second, footsteps came from the door again.

"Da da da…"

The second time, the sound is getting smaller and farther away...

In other words, the "person" in front of the door seems to have turned around and walked in another direction.

After realizing a little bit, Qi Qian's shoulders suddenly loosened. Although he still maintained the posture of lifting his clothes, his whole body relaxed.

He blinked and wiped off the cold sweat that was about to fall into his eyes on his arms.

He also took a gamble just now.

After all, it takes time for the prophet to move, and the crisis of the door is already approaching, I didn't expect it to be really successful...

"Stay in your position."

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

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

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

After confirming that there was nothing missing, everyone took a long breath, let go of their hands, and retreated slightly from the door.

The footsteps at the door had disappeared, leaving only a vast silence.

After realizing that the danger had temporarily disappeared, An Xin's nervous expression faded away, and he resumed his previous slick tongue: "Oh, I was really almost worried just now."

While talking, he looked at Wen Jianyan at the side again, and approached with a smile:

"Look, I've said it all, as long as the captain is here, everything will be fine."

The dim yellow light is applied to the fair side face, reflecting the already "colorful" facial features more deeply, the long eyelashes seem to be covered with gold powder, and the depths of a pair of amber "colored" eyeballs are swaying and shattering Light.

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 his face had long since disappeared, and the fragility, softness, and fragile beauty like a slender flower was replaced by a deeper and more meaningful expression.

An Xin couldn't help but froze for a moment.

The next second, when he heard his voice, he turned his head.

"Yes," the girl smiled at him, deep in her warm eyes was the joy of the rest of her life, as well as a sincere embarrassment of gratitude:

"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 seen the function of the lamp for a long time. Qi Qian's actions are completely controlled by him to go down, and he pretends to be weak... Bah!"

"Pooh!!"

"How could it be! A beauty is also beautiful when she sheds tears."

Seeing the bright smile on his face, An Xin immediately threw the fleeting sense of disobedience to the sky, and he shook his head again and again:

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

Encountered such a tense situation, but at the moment when Qi Qian's voice fell, the fragile girl who was crying just now did not hesitate to move, she was even faster than him!

An Xin likes beauties, but he prefers beauties with brains and action.

He smiled frivolously, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Also, so what if you really broke in, I'm still here, right?"

Wen Jianyan: "."

Come to tease girls just because of their level? Don't be ashamed.

On the surface, the girl lowered her eyes when she heard the words, she seemed a little embarrassed, she pursed her lips slightly, and shyly pulled the broken ear behind her ear, the more pitiful she looked, the more she could arouse people's full desire for protection.

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

"Hey, An Xin, the captain is speaking, why are you leaving?"

Not far away, Qi Qian frowned slightly, staring fixedly at the side.

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

Qi Qian glared at him, and then closed his eyes:

"It should have been the first wave of attacks just now. No one knows what will happen next after the thing in front of us has turned around."

In the short minutes just now, the screams from above rang out again.

However, Qi Qian guessed that with the increase in the number of attacks, one "screening" should end soon.

Regardless of whether there is the help of the prophet talent, the rest of the anchor team that has not been attacked should be able to guess the law of the attack soon, and use various methods to block the leakage of the light.

When all the teams with lights on are dead, the thing in front of them will soon lose their danger.

However, Qi Qian didn't realize that a dungeon would let him pass so easily.

After the first wave, there will definitely be more threats waiting for him.

"Not only is there dangerous darkness, but there is still that thing hovering. I definitely have no way of leaving the shop for the time being, so I have to make good use of the time left for me before the next attack."

Qi Qian said methodically,

"Two people, search separately, and report any clues in time."

"Yes." Tong Yao nodded and responded briefly.

"Group?" An Xin's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Wen Jianyan, "It's not as good as me..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yu interrupted him:

"Hey, An Xin, you and I are in a team."

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

"Walk, walk, accompany me to look over 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, I saw something behind—"

"No!" While struggling, An Xin turned his head to look at the girl in the white skirt behind him with great difficulty, with a reluctance on his face:

"I want a team of beauties...!"

Under Zhang Yu's forceful pull, An Xin's unwilling screams gradually faded away, and Zhang Yu's helpless voice was also mixed in:

"He is a serious teammate, tell me about you, what are you doing forcibly "inserting" in?"

Soon, the figures of the two disappeared into the darkness behind the shop, and all the voices also disappeared.

Wen Jianyan's eyelids twitched.

Although the purpose of his choice of a view is to reduce his own threat, and at the same time form a contrast with his original image and appearance, the greater the contrast, the better, so as to avoid being recognized, of course, he can also use himself to paddle a little by the way, but…

It's true that I didn't expect to meet such a comedian.

At that moment, Qi Qian came over, and he glanced at Wen Jianyan: "I'm sorry, I may need to talk to your teammates about something next, do you mind?"

Su Cheng's shoulders tensed up immediately.

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

He turned around, gave Su Cheng a meaningful look, and then turned to walk in front of the counter.

Wen Jianyan was not worried about Su Chengqiqian's first private conversation.

When Qi Qian came to Su Cheng at this time, he must be trying to "get" the right bottom line, how to move the prophecy, the number of times, and in what form, the accuracy rate can reach as low as...

After all, it was the first time to cooperate, and the tacit understanding between the two had not been cultivated. Wen Jianyan understood Qi Qian's behavior of dismissing 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 eyes. Her long eyelashes drooped, and deep shadows 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 the authenticity, his original face is five points similar. Compared with the real one, his current facial features will be deeper, and the corners of his eyebrows and lips are hidden sharp. It's just that under his deliberate disguise, there is nothing to be seen. It's easy to notice.

but…

Whether the right purpose can be achieved is another matter.

Before entering the dungeon, Wen Jianyan had already told Su Cheng how to answer similar questions.

After all, the point of "the strongest prophet" is just a marketing point exaggerated by him.

On the surface, Qi Qian is the captain of the entire team and has all the control. However, for Su Cheng, he is the one who really gives orders.

That's why Wen Jianyan had to enter the dungeon, to control the situation silently from a more secretive and intimate perspective, flexibly and selectively reveal limited information according to the development of the situation, and "fuck" Control the direction of things.

In being alone, that false, dodder-like fragility disappears.

The skilful camouflage dissipated like mist.

The soft and harmless white face was drooping, and there was a faint smile on his lips. In the light, there was a hint of treacherous evil intentionally.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"save…"

"Is it my illusion? Why do I suddenly have some back hair..."

"So why do you look like a villain!"

the other side.

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

His strength gradually loosened.

"Hey," An Xin took the opportunity to break away from Zhang Yu's arm, he frowned, and moved his numb shoulders: "What's wrong with you..."

He was interrupted by Zhang Yu before he finished speaking:

"Stop approaching people all the time."

"What? Are you jealous of my beauty?"

An Xin winked narrowly, and approached,

"Be serious."

Zhang Yu glared at him.

"It's not easy to be gentle."

An Xin: "Huh?"

"First of all, a person who can survive until now, and was sent into the dungeon by his captain to protect his precious prophet, is definitely not a simple character,"

Zhang Yu paused, frowned, and said hesitantly:

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

An Xin scratched his head: "What?"

Zhang Yu: "Do you remember, before entering the door, Tong Yao sensed that something was wrong with the darkness inside the door."

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

Zhang Yu: "Before the nursery rhyme spoke, the girl had already stopped and looked down."

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

"Are you thinking a little bit?"

"More than once."

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

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

That is to say...

Before everyone else, the silent and seemingly harmless anchor not only realized the role of matches first, but also took a step ahead and guessed that there was a "light" in the store, and it was probably near the door .

An Xin revealed an expression of "Are you okay?":

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

Zhang Yu sighed: "Anyway, for your own good, you should stay away from that girl, after all..."

He thought for a while, and swallowed the last sentence.

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

"You are always serious about your personal thoughts, and Wen Wen might just be cautious."

An Xin shrugged freely:

"And even if it's true, so what, she's my teammate, isn't the stronger the teammate, the better?"

Zhang Yu opened his mouth, and finally compromised under An Xin's fallacy:

"…Fine."

In An Xin's live broadcast room:

"Hahahahahaha An Xin: What? Femme fatale? Isn't it better?"

"Laughing to death, it's because Chunchun has been "fascinated" by beauty!"

"It's from next door, I'm really looking forward to the moment when the host reveals the truth!"

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

"I also!"

"How should I put it...It's really bad that the opposite anchor is bad, and the beauty is also really beautiful, but...but it's a man hahahahahaha!"

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

"No??? You're lying, right?? Right?!"

"Anyway, is that all you want to say?"

An Xin turned his head to look at the light behind him, with eagerness on his face, "If there's nothing else, I'll go find Wen Wen..."

Zhang Yu grabbed him expressionlessly: "Don't think about it, I'll form a team next time."

An Xin: "Huh?"

"And, I really didn't lie to you just now," Zhang Yu pointed to the shadowed space behind the shop, "Look there."

An Xin looked towards the direction Zhang Yu was pointing at.

The hanger was in a mess, most of the clothes on it were pulled off the hanger, and one fell to the ground, which should have been caused when Zhang Yu pulled the clothes to block the door in a hurry.

There did seem to be something hidden behind the apparently partially empty clothes.

An Xin's "color" froze slightly, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Yu.

Next, the two approached cautiously, using the hangers that fell on the ground, carefully pushed aside the remaining clothes, and looked behind the clothes with the dim light of the oil lamp not far behind.

There, hides a half-closed door.

"In a general store, it should be the direction of the warehouse."

Zhang Yu frowned solemnly:

"And a smell..."

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

in front of the counter.

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

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

It seems to have a smell...?

Wen Jianyan frowned, leaned slightly, moved closer to the oil lamp, and sniffed it.

With a bit of heavy fishy smell.

I didn't feel it when the oil lamp was just lit, but after burning for a while, a strange smell began to gradually disperse from the oil lamp.

...corpse oil.

A word jumped out of Wen Jianyan's mind.

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

In the dungeon, it wasn't particularly surprising that the lamp was lit with fat refined from corpses. What Wen Jianyan cared about was another matter.

If the oil of the oil lamp is a quality...

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

That is to say, once the oil in the oil lamp is burned out, there is no replenishment.

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 no time left for him.

If you don't find the broken one before the lamp oil runs out, even if those wandering things in the store come in, he will die inexplicably because of the darkness.

Footsteps came from behind.

Wen Jianyan closed the lampshade calmly, 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 see it." Zhang Yu looked at Qi Qian and said quickly.

Qi Qian squinted his eyes: "Warehouse?"

"By the way, it's very dark there, I think it's best for me to bring a light."

What An Xin thought of, added.

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

As the light faded away, the front of the store once again fell into a faint darkness. There were many shadows, projected on the wall by the light of a distant oil lamp. cause trouble.

Crunch, crunch.

Inside the empty shop, there was a tiny, plastic rubbing sound.

In the gradually deepening darkness, the dummy in ready-made clothes stood in place, maintaining its original posture.

Its head slowly and gradually turned towards the direction where the person disappeared—

crunch.

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

look in.

Under the protection of the oil light, the person walked to the back of the shop.

An Xin turned sideways, and pointed to the clothes hanger that had been pushed aside not far away: "It's over there."

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

Wen Jianyan frowned, and covered her mouth and nose with her hands.

"Zhang Yu."

Qi Qian shouted.

"Yes, Captain." Zhang Yu seemed to have already familiarized himself with the process. He took the lead and stepped forward. Under the light, he carefully pushed the door of the warehouse 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 nursery rhyme.

Nursery rhyme nodded.

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

Under his leadership, a group of people walked cautiously into the warehouse.

Wen Jianyan followed at the end of the line, looking at the room in front of him without any trace.

There is no difference between ordinary shops and warehouses in the village, the area is very small, it should be only five or six square meters at most, and it is quite crowded because of the intrusion of many people.

There are no windows, it is a completely enclosed space, and there are many folded clothes on the shelves.

The thick stench is getting stronger

Before, there was a sound of gasping for air.

"Captain, look—"

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

In the depths of the warehouse, under a pile of clothes, I saw a figure sitting quietly against the wall, with its head drooping. Its body was almost completely rotten, and the dark corpse water was dizzy on the ground, and the release was suffocating. Like a terrible smell.

"Corpse?"

Qi Qian frowned.

"It should be." Zhang Yu said cautiously.

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

...as if pinching something.

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

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

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

Since nothing happened when we met before, the probability of something happening now should not be high.

He just reached out to the corpse—

"Giggle."

There was a clear sound of bones rubbing against each other.

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

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

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

"Giggle."

The friction sounded again.

The corpse turned its head slowly and little by little, and fixedly "looked" at Zhang Yu with those two eye sockets.

"Zhang Yu!" Qi Qian's roar came from behind: "Stand back!"

Under the flickering lights, on the mutilated face of the corpse, the rotten pale flesh pulled up, slowly revealing a strange smile.

Chapter end