Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 231

Chapter 131

It was six o'clock, and night fell on time.

The interior of the Changsheng Building, which was still gray just now, was shrouded in darkness in the blink of an eye.

Inside the shop, the oil lamps were dimly lit, and there was a dead silence inside and outside the door.

As an experienced broadcaster on the second floor, everyone knows that the arrival of night does not mean that customers will come to the door immediately. Before that, he will often be left with some preparation time.

Mu Senzai didn't have the energy to take care of Wen Jianyan who was still in a coma.

He sat cross-legged in a corner, and with his only remaining hand, he took out the remaining nine wooden tokens from his waist pocket, and began his divination.

the other side.

After Wen Jianyan moved into the counter before waking up, the orange candy team also started to move.

A gentle man with glasses on the bridge of his nose was pacing in the shop, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be still muttering something, as if he was communicating with some invisible existence.

A member stood behind the glass door, staring at the door with both eyes, and seemed to be holding something in his palm, waiting quietly.

The rest of the people walked around the store, looking for any clues that could come in handy.

Tangerine Candy raised her head and looked at the layout of the shop.

His eyes narrowed casually, hiding all the expressions in his eyes.

To be honest, the dungeon of [Changsheng Building] happened to be stuck outside the business scope that his team was familiar with.

In the past, most team books, no matter whether it was difficult or low difficulty, would often construct an open place suitable for anchor pvp. Although there will be various horrors and dangers, and cruel mechanisms that will be eliminated if you do not complete the task, the overall structure Still relatively loose.

In other words, the overall setting will be biased towards fighting and fighting between anchors.

But the dungeon of [Changsheng Mansion] is very different. Although it is a team dungeon, the rules and restrictions in it are even stricter than those of a single-player dungeon.

And this point, for his team who is good at fighting and fighting, entering such a semi-closed dungeon that mainly focuses on decryption, all advantages turned into disadvantages.

In addition, the difficulty of this dungeon is definitely not low, so the disadvantage will be doubled.

Different from the first floor, it is difficult to tell from the watch on the third floor of the shop, what kind of goods are being sold here.

Under the dim light, the old-fashioned wooden furniture is placed in it, and the paint is scarlet and mottled.

On the surrounding walls, there are several paintings hanging on each, with different backgrounds.

However, no matter which one, you can vaguely see a shadowy figure in the picture, motionless, far or near, the hole is not clear, even if the distance is very close, the portrait hole is blank, and from outside the frame, only pale whiteness can be seen. A blur.

Even just standing by the side, one can feel the strangeness and ominousness in it.

Tangerine Candy stood still in front of one of the paintings, tilted his head, showing a troubled look.

What's on your mind...

What a hassle.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Ah, why has the anchor been in a coma for so long, I'm so tired..."

"Yeah, it's been about ten minutes, and there is no sign of waking up. Although the signal is still stable, it's really boring."

"Speaking of which, this time the orange candy team got a draw from shop No. 02..."

"? What's wrong? Is it fierce?"

"It's very fierce. The team that came in is basically wiped out."

"Speaking of which, it seems that it is quite normal for Darkfire to draw the store this time... It's not too fierce. I have seen a team come out of that store alive before, and the chances are not low in this instance."

"It seems that luck is quite conservative in this dungeon. Before, the dark fire team got the most difficult shop, but this time it became easier, and the orange candy team was easy before, but this time it became more difficult."

", I suddenly realized something."

At this moment, stiff footsteps came from outside the dark door, as if walking towards this direction from the darkness.

The team standing at the goal immediately notified:

"coming!"

"Very good," Tangerine Tang nodded: "Wu Ya, go according to the plan just now."

Team member Wu Ya nodded solemnly, then turned around, walked quickly to the counter, took a deep breath, spread his palms, and sprinkled the things he had been holding on from the door to the inside of the store.

It turned out to be snow-white glutinous rice grains.

The glutinous rice grains in his fist seemed to be inexhaustible, and they fell to the ground in a steady stream, spreading towards the depths of the shop.

He moved quickly, expanding the reachable distance as much as possible, and his face gradually turned pale.

Stiff footsteps are approaching, becoming clearer as time goes on.

Soon, footsteps came through the door, and through the half-closed glass door, it seemed very real.

At the same time, being welded to death in the oil lamp on the counter, the flames also began to dance violently.

"Wu Ya, come back." Orange Tang said.

"…yes."

Wu Ya gritted her teeth, turned her head to look at the distance behind her, showing a trace of unwillingness on her face, but still straightened up, with a white face, and quickly ran back to the counter.

The next second after he burst into the counter—

"Jingle Bell."

A copper bell hung on the door rang slightly, breaking the dead silence of the night.

The glass door was pushed open from the outside, and a foul-smelling wind swept in. There was only a "chirp", and the wick in the oil lamp collided violently, but the darkness came step by step.

"Da da da…"

Unchanged and strange footsteps echoed in the shop, and the temperature in the air dropped suddenly.

The "customer" is here.

Everyone's eyes were fixed, their nerves immediately tensed up, and they listened carefully to the direction of the sound—

The footsteps gradually walked into the depths of the store, followed by a dead silence. After a short pause, the footsteps turned and walked towards the counter.

Under the tense gaze of several people, a green and black rotten hand stretched out from the darkness and placed a Ming coin on the table.

The whole process is no different from the first two floors.

"Jingle Bell."

The glass door opened and closed, and the footsteps gradually moved away.

However, few people were relieved—

"Jingle Bell."

Almost in the next second, the copper bell sounded again, easily breaking the dead silence.

"Da da da…"

Before the darkness dissipated for the first time, the deep shadows fell again, and stiff footsteps sounded from outside the shop, walking towards the depths of the shop step by step.

Everyone's pupils shrank, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on their backs.

...On the third floor, customers will enter one after another!

As the footsteps continued to move inward, no one could have expected that the strange situation would happen again.

"Jingle Bell!"

The copper bell hanging on the glass door actually rang again.

It was crisp, as if there was no emotion at all, and it sounded like a call from the **** of death. Under the increasingly dim light, everyone's "color" suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Da da da."

Before the first footstep left the shop, the third footstep joined again.

In the absolute darkness where light cannot penetrate, two stiff footsteps from different directions resounded at the same time, overlapping each other, echoing in the enclosed space.

Staring at the situation in front of them, everyone's hair stood on end, almost cold from head to toe.

In other words... on the third floor, three customers need to be received with one face.

One attack, three times the danger.

The blue and black rotten palm stretched out, put the coin on the counter, and left the shop.

It is still an ordinary ghost coin.

"Da da…"

The third footsteps approached the counter.

In the next second, a dead man's hand that was pale and blue, smeared with scarlet Kodan, slowly stretched out from the darkness, and put something on the counter.

After the copper bell rang for a short time, the glass door was closed again, blocking the rotten wind from the outside.

The expanded and enlarged wick slowly returned to its original shape, and the extremely low visibility was suppressed by the darkness and gradually recovered, illuminating the huge shop.

The scene was already extremely weird, but after the customer left, it became even more eerie.

The third ghost coin that was left on the counter was a strange scarlet color, with a pale death hole printed on it, which was particularly eye-catching.

Unexpectedly, the difficulty of the third floor will be three in a row.

Now, even Orange Candy, who has always been calm, has a serious expression on his face.

"Look, Captain, it works!" This is, Wu Ya's slightly surprised voice sounded from the side, Tangerine Candy looked along his fingers, and on the snow-white glutinous rice flour on the ground, as if corroded, a series of black footprints were printed, heading towards The store extends into the depths.

However, as time goes on, the glutinous rice flour seems to be slowly getting lighter, disappearing like a phantom.

"It should only last 30 seconds at most, hurry up! I need to locate the customer before it disappears."

Wu Ya said anxiously.

The team members nodded one after another and immediately separated to act.

Tangerine Tang walked halfway, suddenly thought of something, turned his head, and looked at Mu Sen who hadn't said a word from the beginning to the end:

"Hey, speaking of which, what's the result of the divination?"

Mu Sen didn't answer, just sat cross-legged on the spot, his face pale, staring at the scattered wooden signs in front of him, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

exist…

These nine cards, without exception, pointed to the worst outcome.

If it is an ordinary dead game, forcibly smashing the eye of the card will reverse the dead situation.

However, when they met, it turned out to be a double-death situation, which was exactly the same as the result he had divination for Dark Fire just now.

Facing such a terrifying situation, if the players in the game want to reverse their fortunes and forcibly change their lives, they need to break two more cards in addition to the cards.

You must know that the accuracy of divination is not so simple to define. Every time a card is missing, his perception of future destiny will drop a lot.

Below six cards, the entire deck will be completely scrapped.

Mu Sen gritted his teeth, his eyes trembled slightly, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and his breathing was short and chaotic.

This is something he absolutely does not accept!

Suddenly, a slender and gentle voice sounded from the side.

"Why, don't you like the result?"

Mu Sen was startled, subconsciously raised his head, and looked towards Yinchuan.

I don't know when it started, the "prophet" who has been unconscious all this time, actually opened his eyes.

Wen Jianyan leaned against the counter, sitting on the ground in a relaxed posture, his fair side face was illuminated by the oil lamp, and covered with a layer of light gold, he raised his eyes, with a harmless smile on his lips, gently Ask in language:

"Isn't it a prophet?"

"Tell me, what did you see?"

Chapter end