Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 263

Chapter 263

A winding muddy path stretches to the distance. On the path, a group of people are rushing forward with all their might.

In the silence, the sound of hurried and messy footsteps echoed.

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, you can vaguely see a courtyard house. Two lanterns, one red and one white, hanging in front of the door emit a faint light, which looks extraordinarily creepy and terrifying.

While running forward at the fastest speed, Wen Jianyan took the time to glance behind her.

Not far behind, a scarlet-covered female corpse stood upright. It moved slowly and stiffly, approaching them step by step.

That smear of bright red was extraordinarily glaring in the darkness, extremely eerie and frightening, just watching from a distance made one feel numb all over.

Although the facial features of the female corpse could not be seen clearly due to the distance, but, unlike in memory, this time, Wen Jianyan was able to clearly see that the face of the corpse was no longer covered by the thick ink-like darkness...

In other words, on the third floor, the female corpse in red actually bought her own "face".

If his previous judgment was correct, then this red-clothed female corpse would probably be more complete and more terrifying than the one on the second floor.

After realizing this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Wen Jianyan's back.

He didn't dare to look more, and hastily withdrew his gaze.

Tangerine Tang followed behind Wen Jianyan, and asked in a raised voice while running:

"What the **** is that?"

Although she has never seen this female corpse in red, after Wen Jianyan's explanation of the "fifth floor" just now, coupled with the extreme nervousness shown by the other party just now, Orange Tang can still clearly realize that this corpse Compared with the corpses I have encountered before, there is probably a qualitative difference between the female corpse in red.

"It looks like it might be a corpse we encountered on the second floor before..."

Qi Qian replied while running.

"At that time it was sealed in a mirror, it was released by accident, and then disappeared," he gritted his teeth, with a solemn expression, "I didn't expect it to appear again at this time..."

Qi Qian's face was a little pale.

After all, he was the only one who had really been close to the female corpse, and he almost paid the price with his life because of this. Such a psychological shadow would definitely not dissipate so easily.

He reminded: "Be careful, as long as you look at the female corpse, you will die!"

Everyone was running wildly, but, I don't know if it was an illusion, the path under their feet seemed to become more muddy and wet, and every step they stepped on, there would be a squeaky muddy sound.

In the cold air, there was a strong smell of blood.

In the brown-black soil, fresh blood seeped out, gradually congealing into a pool of blood.

Someone subconsciously looked down—

"Plop!"

The man fell down violently.

"Hey!" Zhang Yu on the side was shocked, and hurriedly reached out to grab him, but the temperature of the tentacles was cold and stiff, as if holding a dead body.

He gasped, and subconsciously let go.

The man fell back stiffly.

Zhang Yu's face was livid: "...he is dead."

Seeing the death of his team members, Tangerine Tang's complexion became extremely bad:

"what on earth is it?"

Although in the nightmare, the death of teammates is commonplace, but it is not common for a senior anchor to die directly without direct contact like this, even in this kind of high-level dungeon.

Wei Cheng, who was slightly behind, was startled, as if he suddenly thought of something.

His pupils shrank, and he said in surprise:

"Wait a minute, we were on the third floor

At that time, the curse in the last painting seemed to be a woman in red..."

In the gradually expanding pool of blood, the woman's bright red embroidered shoes and skirt of the same color are reflected.

Acropolis still clearly remembers that when Wu Ya was almost attacked, his talent was passively activated. At that moment, he had such a terrifying premonition—cold all over, extremely terrified.

Wen Jianyan on the side looked ugly, and said:

"The way it kills has increased."

Not only staring at each other, but even the curse that the reflection in the third floor will die when touched is also inherited by this red-clothed female corpse.

"Don't lower your head!" Wei Cheng gritted his teeth and said with a pale face, "Be careful of shadows and avoid all pools of blood!"

"This ghost thing is definitely not an ordinary monster, and it may even be the core part of the entire dungeon."

Wen Jianyan said slowly.

The conclusion he came to was by no means just talking about it for no reason.

In 【Prosperity Mansion】, the color of certain items is meaningful.

The off-white lamp oil can protect the anchor from being discovered by "customers", while the red lamp oil can attract "customers" to appear and even induce them to attack. Regardless of whether it is red or white lamp oil, the off-white ghost coin means that the coming danger is less difficult, while the red ghost coin means that the difficulty will be doubled next.

And those red furniture that connect different worlds and so on.

All in all, telling them the same message—

Red symbolizes danger.

And in the entire dungeon, only this red-clothed female corpse was as bright red as blood from head to toe.

It is also the only corpse sealed with a mirror. Although it is located on the second floor, the difficulty of opening the mirror is almost the same as that of the top four floors.

More importantly, in the shop on the third floor visited by the female corpse in red, in the special painting it entered, there is a path that is very similar to what they are currently stepping on, and that path can actually lead directly to the bottom of the dungeon. The fifth layer of the core!

Although that road can only go in, not out, so that Wu Zhu had to appear and asked Wen Jianyan to find a second way to enter the fifth floor, but from all these, it can be seen that the third painting Just how special it is.

"Then, what shall we do now?" An Xin asked.

Nursery rhyme: "I'm afraid I can only run away."

She obviously hasn't fully recovered from the exhaustion just now, and her face is still a little pale.

She stared at the lighted courtyard at the end of the road not far away, and said in a low voice, "Run in before being chased by that corpse, maybe there will be a glimmer of life."

"Hello…"

Suddenly, Su Cheng on the side suddenly spoke. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said thoughtfully, "Don't you think? We have been running for so long, but the distance between us and the courtyard has not shortened." .”

Hearing this, everyone was startled.

Seems to be the case...

Although they had been running wildly for nearly three minutes, the courtyard house hadn't enlarged even a tiny bit, and it still stood quietly at the end of the path, inaccessible like a mirage.

Wen Jianyan glanced back quickly.

The female corpse was still following them.

Step by step.

Its pace is so slow and stiff, and the distance it takes with each step is very limited. According to common sense, it is almost impossible for it to keep up with a group of humans running wildly with all their strength.

However, the strange thing is that the figure of this red-clothed female corpse is more clear than before.

Obviously, the distance between them is gradually shortening.

Wen Jianyan could already clearly see the two pale and blue hands hanging down from the other party's side, as well as the equally dazzling scarlet Koudan on the fingers.

"It's about to catch up to us."

Wen Jianyan looked away and spoke in a low voice.

As he spoke, he felt a layer of cold sweat break out on his back again, "It seems... as long as it is there, we will never run into the fifth floor."

On this road, the rules of the human world no longer work.

At the same time, more and more blood oozes from the soft soil, gradually converging into small pools of blood one after another. In each pool of blood, one can faintly see The shadow of a female corpse in red.

The forest is cold, terrifying, and frightening.

What's worse, their only safe haven is useless. As long as this red-clothed female corpse exists, it is impossible for them to enter the fifth floor.

How terrible.

How hopeless!

Like a rope wrapped around everyone's necks, it was slowly and soundlessly tightened, and there was no possibility of them surviving.

"…Oh shit."

Wen Jianyan cursed, took a deep breath, ruthlessly stopped her pace, "Don't run away, it's useless."

Others followed suit.

Tangerine Candy was a little breathless, she turned her head to look at Wu Ya, and ordered concisely: "Activate your talent."

Wu Ya nodded, and in the next second, a rubber-like film appeared, covering everyone's feet.

In this way, a small island of safety that blood cannot invade appeared.

However, this does not mean that the danger has disappeared.

It's just so that everyone will not die because the shadow is touched by the female corpse in the blood.

And... it's temporary.

Wu Ya's face turned slightly pale, and he tried his best to support his talent, but some surrounding areas had already begun to be corroded by blood, and he might not last long.

On the winding path in the darkness, a group of people stood still in the middle of the road, gasping for breath from the violent exercise just now. Behind them, a female corpse in red was slowly approaching.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps echoed behind everyone's heads, becoming clearer and closer.

Everyone froze in place, not daring to turn their heads.

Just now Qi Qian's warning still echoed in his ears - "Looking at each other is death."

Physiological fear urged them to turn their heads to look at the distance between them and the corpse, but their rationality was crazily shouting "Don't look back". Under the action of the two impulses, everyone's face became stiff, and cold sweat covered their foreheads.

"Why, what should I do?"

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath: "Don't panic, I have a backup method."

He looked at Tangerine Candy and stretched out his hand: "Is the green and black charm still with you?"

"Of course." Tangerine Tang narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Jianyan, as if he suddenly realized something, "Could it be that you..."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath: "Yes."

He prevented Tangerine Candy from using the blue-black spell before, not just because of the simple reason that "the spell may be seen through", and it was definitely not because of some useless kind plot... These were just excuses on his face.

[Changsheng Building] The rules of this book are too thorough, and almost none of the rules are useless pens. Wen Jianyan doesn't think that the red-clothed female corpse that he accidentally released from the mirror on the second floor will really be so easy. Let them go and never show up again.

Wen Jianyan had a premonition from the beginning to the end...

As long as he tries to enter the fifth floor of the Changsheng Building, there is a high probability that he will encounter this female corpse again.

If the development of the matter really reaches that point, he must ensure that he has a certain backup means in his hands. Therefore, since leaving the third floor, Wen Jianyan's behavior has become very conservative. Yes, a room with a lower difficulty, or any other choice... He saves as much as he can, and avoids as much as he can.

And now, it turns out, he was right to be worried.

Tangerine Candy didn't say much, and handed over the spell

Wen Jianyan was given.

The blue-black charm lay in the palm, and the strange red lines on it were very dazzling, revealing an ominous atmosphere everywhere.

"Will it work?" Qi Qian on the side showed a worried expression, "How sure are you?"

"Eighty percent." Wen Jianyan said.

Of course, it's actually only 50%.

But enough is enough.

"Have you forgotten? In theory, we are still on the fourth floor." Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and squeezed the charm in his hand. "Since the second floor, this red-clothed female corpse has entered into a' One of the customers', since we are still on the fourth floor, it should still be bound by the rules of the fourth floor."

Qi Qian was stunned: "That is to say... it is still identified as a 'customer' by the dungeon, and this spell is just for customers, isn't it?"

Wen Jianyan nodded: "That's right."

"But how can you get close to it?" Qi Qian asked.

The female corpse in red can be said to be the scariest thing they have encountered in the entire dungeon, and there is almost no way to crack it... Even the off-white lamp oil that prevents other corpses from attacking has no effect on it. The impact is simply hopelessly terrible.

Wen Jianyan wanted to stick the spell on it, he had to get close to it. Even if he could close his eyes and avoid triggering the "look at each other and die" method of killing, sooner or later he would be killed by blood because of his own shadow. dead body touched.

"I've thought about this too." Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and took out something from his pocket. "Maybe this item of mine can come in handy."

Everyone looked at his hands and couldn't help being slightly startled.

It was a bright red handkerchief with a big "囍" embroidered on it, obviously a red hijab.

Wen Jianyan has a basis for guessing so.

First of all, if he guessed right, this Xipa should have belonged to the corpse of the red-clothed woman... He also got it from the corpse in the third painting.

What's more, after he was kidnapped into the paper sedan chair, he put on the same red wedding dress as the red-clothed female corpse, and the square veil on his head was still the same.

At that time, the sedan chair was carried by the paper figurine, and it was walking towards the "fifth floor" along a path similar to this one.

Wen Jianyan clearly remembered that there were no lights inside and outside the sedan chair, but the hipa on his head at that time could block the erosion of the surrounding darkness and keep him in a "living" state.

Then connect it with the clothes I was wearing at that time...

Connecting the clues scattered before, some vague guesses appeared in Wen Jianyan's mind.

First of all, the courtyard that represents the fifth floor is actually the house of this red-clothed female corpse. Since leaving the mirror on the second floor, everything this corpse has done... is aimed at coming here.

Apparently, the fifth floor awaits its return as well.

I'm afraid that's why, Wu Zhu will appear in the paper sedan chair to prevent Wen Jianyan from being carried in, because once he enters the fifth floor in that image, he will replace the red-clothed female corpse and stay on the fifth floor forever. layer-

Can only go in, not out.

And these two conclusions lead to the last guess—

This red hijab is able to temporarily hoodwink the rules, granting him similar status to NPCs.

So in the paper sedan chair, even if there is no light, he will not die.

Because he was judged to be a corpse.

Just waiting to be carried into the fifth floor, you can completely become a part of this dungeon.

"Okay, now that you've said that, let's try it."

Qi Qian nodded and said.

After all, besides this, he has no other way to break the situation.

"Wu Ya," Tangerine Candy said, "Use your talent to send her away, the farther the better."

Wen Jianyan knew clearly that the other party was fighting for a little more fault tolerance for himself.

He nodded, without rejecting her kindness:

"Thank you."

He took a deep breath, and covered his head with the hippa that smelled of blood.

The next second, the footsteps of the female corpse in red stopped.

It stood straight where it was, like a wound cut from the darkness.

There was a dead silence all around, and the quietness was disturbing.

Wen Jianyan took a step forward, slowly walking forward step by step along the path created by Wu Ya's talent.

Everyone held their breath and waited nervously.

Wu Ya's face quickly turned pale, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, physical strength and time pass quickly together.

Suddenly, his knees gave way and he fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry Captain, this is my limit." Wu Ya said with a wry smile.

It is really too difficult to keep everyone's feet from being stained with blood, but also to send a path to the red-clothed woman's corpse. It is already the limit of his ability to send the other party to the present level.

Under the red hijab, Wen Jianyan saw that the road under his feet had come to an end.

One more step forward, and one will step into a pool of blood.

In the depths of the pool of blood, a pair of scarlet embroidered shoes were reflected, and above that was the stiff and terrifying torso of the female corpse in red.

It seems that in the end it is still a gamble.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath slowly and took a step forward.

The wet mud under his feet made a sticky sound, and his shadow immediately appeared in the pool of blood.

The red-clothed female corpse in the shadow did not move.

Wen Jianyan let out a long breath of relief.

His guess was right.

The red hijab on his head does have a similar protective function... However, it probably only works on this winding path.

Walking two or three meters further, he will be close to the red-clothed female corpse.

Although there was still a distance, Wen Jianyan could already feel the cold aura on the corpse that was different from other existences, which made his hair stand on end.

Wen Jianyan collected himself and looked down at the blue-black charm in his hand.

Then, he reached into his pocket and took out a second crumpled charm, which was also blue-black, but the red lines on it seemed to have been painted over, becoming pale and dull.

He pasted the discarded talisman on the back of the black talisman in his hand.

They didn't even need any glue, the two were inseparably bonded together - just like the lock of hair that belonged to him was glued to the back of the previous spell.

Black symbols are directional.

Once some existence belonging to other people is attached to it, it can lead the "customers" driven by its rules to the owner of the item in a directional manner.

Obviously, this used spell can also be used as a pointer.

This red-clothed female corpse is really too terrifying, no matter where it goes, it will inevitably bring endless disasters and death.

If it leads to an innocent team, he will always feel unbearable.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly, under the soft eyelashes, the clear amber eyes seemed bottomless, and his lips raised a careless, seemingly slight arc.

...Musen, are you right?

Chapter end