Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Under the dim light, Wen Jianyan's expression was impeccable, as if he really wanted to know Mu Sen's opinion.

However, only Mu Sen can see the treacherous face hidden under that seemingly harmless appearance.

It was as if the other party already knew that he had reservations for some reason, and he couldn't utter a single word with just a few words.

Mu Sen's expression twisted, but in the end he could only swallow his anger, gritted his teeth and fell into silence.

"You mean, the things that customers buy and leave are in these paintings, and we can only find the key props by entering the paintings?" Orange Tang's eyes fell on Wen Jianyan, and he tilted his head thoughtfully. Tilting his head: "It's a very interesting idea."

She turned her head and looked at the hanging picture behind her.

Within the scarlet mottled picture frame, the three black figures remained motionless, only the figure in the middle gradually became clearer, and became more and more like Wu Ya, but that stiff and weird smile was so different no matter how you looked at it. Eerie.

Wu Ya stood aside, staring at the painting in front of her, with a tense and pale face, obviously under a lot of psychological pressure.

After all, everyone knows that after the "customers" leave, there will be horrible curses in the shop.

And now, he was obviously the first to be targeted.

Tangerine Candy raised her hand, touching the picture frame and the uneven picture, looking for the way Wen Jianyan said, to enter the inner world of the painting.

Wen Jianyan watched the other party's actions without saying a word.

In such a dangerous dungeon, the anchors who dare to directly touch these weird objects are either extremely stupid, or they are people like Zhang Yu who know that they are cursed and will die soon, so they put all their eggs in one basket. Obviously the third category.

A person who has a hole card in his hand and knows that he will not die because of it.

After a few seconds, Tangerine Candy withdrew his hand with nothing.

From the touch, she didn't find anything unusual. The frame was a frame, and the canvas was a canvas. They were no different from ordinary objects. Even after being touched by her, nothing supernatural happened.

She turned her head and raised her chin at Wen Jianyan:

"Hey, tell me, how can I get in?"

"I'm not sure about the specific method," the slender girl blinked and said in a gentle and harmless tone, "I can try it, but it doesn't necessarily guarantee success."

"Then try." Tangerine Candy nodded to several of her teammates.

After getting the captain's approval, the rest of the team members moved sideways, leaving room for Wen Jianyan to move freely.

As an anchor from the opposing team, although Wen Jianyan has not been bound by a rope or anything from the beginning to the end, this does not mean that he is trusted and free. Among the team members, there are always at least two The person kept a distance between him and him, at a distance where he could strike at any time, faintly restricting his actions.

From their body language, and even the gaze that fell on Wen Jianyan from time to time, it could be seen that everyone was on alert at all times, ready to make a move at any time.

Wen Jianyan knew this well.

Therefore, he was always quiet and well-behaved throughout the whole process, neither talking nor doing much, trying to show his self-consciousness as a hostage, and always showing that he is not threatening to others.

It wasn't until Tangerine Candy spoke that he started walking around the shop.

Mu Sen stood aside, with a sullen face, staring at this scene steadfastly, and did not step forward to stop it.

He knew that in this case, since he was unable to make any effective suggestions, it was inevitable that Tangerine Candy would choose to use other anchors who were from the opposing team but could come up with solutions to the problem.

Although he was unwilling, he couldn't speak out against it, and could only watch the other party wandering around the shop.

The other party first stood still in front of the picture frame, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, then turned around, walking around seemingly aimlessly, as if searching for something.

The rest of the team members stood aside, watching Wen Jianyan's actions half vigilantly and half suspiciously.

At this moment, Wu Ya suddenly felt that something was wrong. As time went by, he felt that the two hands hanging by his side were gradually becoming heavy.

It seemed that there was some kind of cold, stiff, and nothingness that slowly grasped his hands, and the force used gradually increased. A strong cold chill started from the two hands beside him, Climbing up his arms made his hair stand on end.

Wu Ya was shocked immediately.

He hurriedly lowered his head and looked to his side.

Under the weak light, two vague shadows could be vaguely seen, one on the left and one on the right side of him, and the pitch-black arms were raised, holding his hand tightly.

"Team, captain." Wu Ya's pupils constricted, cold sweat covered his forehead, and he whispered, "Can you guys see... these two shadows beside me?"

Tangerine Tang heard the sound, looked around, and then frowned on Wu Ya:

"No, what are you talking about?"

Several other people also shook their heads, indicating that they did not see it.

"Can't you all see it?" Wu Ya's face was pale, staring at the two strange shadows on the left and right, "Just hold my hand—"

After speaking, Wu Ya seemed to realize something suddenly. He took a breath, raised his head suddenly, and looked into the painting.

On the dirty and gloomy picture, three shadows can be seen, holding hands, standing upright in the picture.

And the shadow in the middle had a strangely smiling face that was more and more similar to him. As time went by, the two figures holding its hands tightly seemed to be gradually fading away.

A terrifying thought emerged, and a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on Wu Ya's back.

"It's not good." Sweat dripped from the tip of Wu Ya's nose, and he repeated what he saw at the fastest speed, and then said in a low voice, "I feel that the things in that painting seem to be about to pass through me. body into the shop."

After listening to Wu Ya's words, Orange Tang frowned tightly.

She knew that Wu Ya's guess was probably correct.

According to previous experience, the curse brought by "customers" is often a range-based attack, not just targeting a single anchor, and this time is probably no exception.

Wu Ya was being targeted, and the situation was naturally very dangerous, but this did not mean that those who were not targeted were safe.

These two shadows left the screen and entered the real world by holding hands with Wu Ya. Once the entire intrusion process is completed, the threat they bring may be equally terrifying.

She turned her head and looked at Wen Jianyan who was not far away: "Hey, have you got any results?"

"It's almost there." Wen Jianyan stood still in front of one of the benches in the shop, fixed his gaze on it for a moment, then raised his head, and waved to a few people not far away: "Do you have spare oil lamps? "

Tangerine Candy nodded.

Although their team did not get extra ghost coins on the first and second floors like Dark Fire, they did not experience many crises in the first two floors, and with Mu Sen's prophecy, they could almost It can be regarded as a speed pass, so the oil in the movable oil lamp on the first floor has not been used up until now, and it has become their spare oil lamp.

Tangerine Tang picked up the oil lamp with half of the lamp oil remaining from the counter, and then walked towards Wen Jianyan.

"If my guess is correct, only three people can enter the painting." Wen Jianyan said, "You guys have decided and let me know."

Tangerine Tang glanced at him, then turned her head and shouted to the gentleman wearing glasses, "Weicheng, you and I go in."

After finishing speaking, Tangerine Candy looked at Wen Jianyan:

"Of course, and you."

Wen Jianyan was not surprised by the choice of orange candy.

After all, no captain would leave a member of another hostile team on the outside while putting himself in danger. After all, no one knows what might happen in the world inside the painting. In order to leave alive, one must take a At least some experience, or someone who seems to know what they're doing.

This is also a mutual binding in a crisis. When both parties are grasshoppers on the same rope, they can be sure that they will not be cheated.

He nodded: "Okay, come here."

Wei Cheng adjusted his glasses, and walked forward together with Tangerine Tang.

"Come on, sit down." Wen Jianyan took the lead in sitting down in the middle of the bench, and then patted the seat beside her.

The two sat down on his left and right.

Wen Jianyan: "Come on, hold my hand."

When seeing Wen Jianyan stretching out his hand, Weicheng vaguely realized what the other party was going to do, so he obediently held the hand that the other party extended.

Tangerine Candy stared at the hand in front of him.

The white palm was soft and dry, and the shape of the fingers was slender and beautiful, but she seemed to be facing an enemy, sitting there with a sullen face, staring at the hand with disgust, frowning, and did not move for a long time.

Wen Jianyan seemed to think of something, he covered his palm with the white fabric of the skirt:

"What now?"

Tangerine Candy raised her head and glanced at the girl in front of her.

The other party lowered his head, narrowed his amber eyes, and smiled at her. Under the faint light of the oil lamp, he looked gentle and beautiful, almost not like a real person.

Obviously, the other party realized that he hated physical contact, but lightly avoided any conflicting language, and easily resolved it in an almost soft way.

"…cut."

Tangerine Tangxin reluctantly raised her hand, and held Wen Jianyan's hand through the fabric.

At the moment when the three held hands with each other, the cold darkness came from all directions, like thick black ink, gushing out from the corner of the shop, only the lit oil lamp was still barely supporting, spreading out. There was a dim light, so faint that it seemed that it would be swallowed up in the next second.

Everyone was startled, a strong sense of crisis hit them, they felt cold all over, and subconsciously took a step back—

Almost in the blink of an eye, the vision dissipated.

The darkness disappeared, and the dim light of the oil lamp filled the whole shop.

The few people who were left in the shop hurriedly looked in the direction where they were standing just now.

The bench was empty.

at the same time.

The faint light of the oil lamp dispelled the darkness that had just covered the eyes, and what slowly appeared in front of Wen Jianyan and the three of them was no longer the shop just now, but the room in the painting.

Obviously, they have now entered that painting.

This is a very old looking house.

Gray walls, wooden beds, old-fashioned hangings, a dilapidated table, and a scarlet bench in front of the table.

Wen Jianyan and the three of them were holding hands and sitting on the bench.

The spare oil lamp in Tangerine Tang's hand barely illuminated the entire room.

"I see." Wei Cheng looked down at the stool under him, showing a thoughtful expression, "Is it possible to travel between the two worlds only through a medium?"

No wonder there are so many furniture painted with scarlet paint in the store, each one should correspond to an item in a painting, through this medium, the anchor in the store can enter the world inside the painting.

He turned his head in surprise, and looked at Wen Jianyan who was still sitting on the chair:

"How did you find out?"

"Didn't I say it before?" The girl's amber eyes were shining in the darkness, and there was a deep smile on her lips: "I am indeed a prophet."

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