Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 291

Chapter 291

Looking at the new line of words that appeared on the black leather booklet, Wen Jianyan felt a chill rise from behind.

It seems that this is the clue to complete the main mission.

If you want to become a regular employee from an intern at Xingwang Hotel, you have to welcome guests to check in at Xingwang Hotel.

so who will the guest be

As a former employee of [Changsheng Building], Wen Jianyan almost quickly came to a conclusion. He raised his head and looked towards the painting in front of him.

Inside the huge, disproportionate picture frame is a strange scene of continuous rain. That blurred pale figure stands quietly in the skewed window. The face that cannot be seen clearly is facing the outside of the picture, motionless, but But inexplicably it makes people feel cold.

"Wait a minute"

The yellow hair on the side noticed Wen Jianyan's gaze, couldn't help but gasped, and stammered:

"You, what do you mean, don't you mean... the woman in the painting is the guest we are going to welcome?"

Wen Jianyan sighed:

"I'm afraid so. "

Although they were already mentally prepared, after getting a positive reply, everyone still couldn't help but feel a sinking heart.

Obviously, the residents in this instance of [Prosperous Hotel] are not human beings.

Even if you haven't fully figured out the rules of the dungeon, this fact is enough to make people feel scared.

Wen Jianyan looked at the painting in front of him.

Moreover, the word "greeting"...

It's not good.

It seems that the residents of this dungeon do not act on their own like the previous dungeon, but need to be "welcome" to enter here.

Wen Jianyan seemed to have thought of something, and he walked towards the huge picture frame in front of him.

As the distance drew closer, a thick, damp smell flooded his nostrils.

Wen Jianyan hesitated for a moment, and carefully raised his hand to press the oil painting in front of him. The uneven and rough canvas was dented, and the picture frame hanging on the wall hit the wall, making a "boom" " There was a muffled sound.

Yun Bilan was startled: "The back is empty"

Wen Jianyan didn't look back, just groped with his fingers between the oil painting frame and the wall, suddenly, he didn't know where he touched—

With a creaking sound, the huge oil painting in front of him was slowly pulled open like a door, and a dark wind filled with dull and damp air blew in instantly.

This overly large oil painting is actually a door that can be opened!

It looks like a small town behind the door.

And the scene in the town is almost the same as in the painting.

The gray-black, gloomy sky was covered with overcast clouds, and fine and dense raindrops fell down, converging into small patches of stagnant water on the bumpy bluestone road.

The stone road extends to the distance, and at the end of the road...

It turned out to be exactly the same dilapidated house as in the oil painting.

The walls and roof of the house are all crooked, the walls are covered with moss, and the wall skin is peeling off, revealing the dusty bricks below, as if it has been in disrepair and abandoned for a long time.

The crooked windows on the wall are like black eye sockets, staring blankly in this direction.

However, the woman in white with a vague face in the painting is not there.

This fact did not reassure everyone.

Chen Mo took the lead to break the dead silence: "So, our task is to welcome that woman in white to the Xingwang Hotel and let her become a resident, right?" "That's probably the case." "Wen Jianyan nodded.

His eyes fell on the low house not far away, right, as if he was thinking about something.

"Greet".

This word made everyone tremble involuntarily.

This means that they are not just going to deal with the attack of some kind of supernatural event this time, but to [actively approach], even...

Make contact.

Looking at the gloomy broken house not far away, Huang Mao swallowed his saliva.

He subconsciously shrunk behind Wen Jianyan, and asked in a panic: "But...how on earth can we welcome him?"

wait at the door to bow?

Is it possible...they want to get in front of others and tell them, come and stay in our hotel for one night

Huang Mao was frightened by his own imagination, and his face turned slightly blue.

"It is not clear yet. "

Wen Jianyan at the side lowered his head and glanced at the black hardcover book in his hand. There was still only that line of small scarlet characters on it, without any change.

He stuffed the notebook back into his pocket and said, "I'm afraid I can only take one step at a time." "

Yellow hair: ""

This answer is totally unreasonable!

Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Huang Mao turned his head to look at the others, and said hopefully: "But, I remember that the system didn't say that the main task does not require the anchors to complete...

"Indeed. "Chen Mo raised his eyes and said calmly: "But that doesn't make sense. "

In low-level dungeons, it may be the best option not to participate in any dangerous incidents, and simply hide for a while, but unfortunately, in high-difficulty dungeons, this solution is impossible. in any sense.

Even though the rules of [Prosperous Hotel] do not clearly state it, in such a dungeon, there must be a mechanism that prevents you from finding loopholes. If you try to avoid risks with an opportunistic mentality, you may be the first to die.

Although Huang Mao knew this in his heart, his instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages still made him have unrealistic expectations. After listening to Chen Mo's words, Huang Mao showed a look of wanting to cry but not tears.

Although he was reluctant, but...he had to admit it.

Going through this door and entering the cottage in the painting has become the only option before them.

Suddenly, a youthful and hoarse voice sounded: "Thirty seconds." "

The voice was very unfamiliar, but it actually came from their team. Everyone was startled, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the voice.

The young man with thin skin and hair was standing not far away. He didn't know when he stopped keeping his head down, but raised his eyelashes, revealing those strangely colored pairs that were too black to see through. Bright eyes.

…Bai Xue

Obviously, the sentence just now came from Gan Gan. This was also the first sentence Bai Xue said since entering the dungeon.

After finishing speaking, Bai Xue lowered her head again, returning to her silent and indifferent appearance.

Wen Jianyan was the one who reacted the fastest.

His eyes stayed on Bai Xue for a moment, then turned his head to look at the cloudy and rainy space in front of him, and quickly understood what the other party meant: "After we get into the rain, we have to run, understand?"

Yun Bilan: "You mean..."

"I don't know the specific situation, but it shouldn't be wrong to listen to his advice,"

Wen Jianyan looked at the people behind him: "From the time we step out of this door, we only have 30 seconds, and we have to rush to that room before then, understand?"

The others looked at each other and nodded: "Understood." "

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath: "Are you ready?"

Behind him, there is a dark and rainy town with a dangerous atmosphere and no shadows. The long bluestone road stretches far away, leading straight to a low, dilapidated house.

The inside of the house was pitch black, looking cold and ominous, but it became the destination of their operation.

Everyone took a deep breath, calmed down, and nodded slowly.

"Run!

Following Wen Jianyan's order, the five of them rushed into the rain at the same time!

As soon as she stepped under the rain, Wen Jianyan immediately understood why Bai Xue wanted to warn her like this.

The icy rain poured down from the sky, and it seemed to contain some kind of gloomy atmosphere, and the slamming down of the Neili Pala Mine seemed to be able to take away the heat and vitality in their bodies.

Even though they were only a few short steps away, they were weakening very quickly.

Fifteen seconds left.

"Don't stop, keep running!!" Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and said loudly.

The crooked house was getting closer and closer to them.

It stands in the rain, like a dying old man, rotten and dry.

Ten seconds left.

Chen Mo and Wen Jianyan were the fastest, and they rushed straight towards the door of the house.

The door was only ajar, and it opened with a slight push, and a strong damp and musty smell came from the depths of the dark room. However, Wen Jianyan can't care so much now.

While blocking the door of the house, he raised his hand to wipe the rainwater from his face, and said loudly: "Quick!!"

Huang Mao and Yun Bilan followed closely behind, and plunged into the pitch-black room.

Five seconds left.

Baixue's speed was the slowest, but there were only a few steps left. However, before he was about to step into the door, he tripped over the bumpy bluestone road under his feet, and his body was unstable for a moment. about to fall

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and rushed out.

Three seconds left.

Wen Jianyan grasped the other party's wet arm quickly with his eyes and hands. In the crackling raindrops, his palm was hot, and his fingers tightened forcefully, dragging the other party up abruptly:

"Run!"

He took a breath, raised his hand, and pushed back his wet forehead hair, revealing his smooth and white forehead.

It seems that as long as you don't stay in the rain for a long time, you will be fine.

Suddenly, without warning, a rush of footsteps came from the sound of rain outside the house. Wen Jianyan was startled, and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

Outside the door, there was a gloomy sky and heavy rain. In the distance, a group of people could be faintly seen running in this direction. Through the dense rain curtain, the face of the coming person could not be seen clearly. Wen Jianyan still recognized the identity of the other party.

— It was the group of people who had clashed with them just before the lights were turned off.

Obviously, although Wen Jianyan left the room in time, the content of the oil painting did not change.

I am afraid that is the reason, so that group of people will enter the same painting with them.

After being wet by the rain, they obviously realized that something was wrong with the rain here.

"Don't close the door!"

someone shouted.

Yun Bilan turned to look at Wen Jianyan, and silently asked for his opinion.

Wen Jianyan nodded.

Although they had some minor conflicts before this, he was not prepared to kill them because of these trivial matters, and let the group of people be drenched to death in the rain. He is not so bottomless.

Yun Bilan blocked the door and said loudly: "Hurry up!"

Although the sight was blocked by rainwater, and the bluestone road on the ground was equally uneven, the distance between them and the hut was not too far.

Soon, those people rushed into the room one by one.

Wen Jianyan counted down the seconds in his heart.

Ten seconds left.

Two more people rushed in.

five seconds.

The last three people remained in the rain.

Thirty seconds is up.

Two of them rushed into the room at 32 seconds and 33 seconds. Although it was a little later, except that their faces were paler than the others, nothing serious happened.

until the last man—

Suddenly, the man's foot slipped, he tripped over something, lost his balance and fell down. However, unlike Bai Xue, none of his teammates quickly supported him.

The man was facing the ground and fell straight to the position where he was about to enter the door.

Wen Jianyan was surprised.

Thirty-eight seconds.

The man got up from the ground wet all over.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Wen Jianyan always felt that the other party's face looked strange when viewed through the rain curtain.

The skin was pale and swollen like paper that had been soaked for a long time, almost showing a translucent color, like a swollen follicle that was about to burst.

With a particularly dazed expression on his pale as paper face, he looked into the room steadily.

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

He recognized that that person was the anchor who had just bumped into Bai Xue in Xingwang Hotel.

The domineering look had completely disappeared from the anchor's face, replaced by a numb and empty look. His teammates called his name, but he didn't seem to hear it at all, wet, The swollen eyeballs turned dully,

Immediately afterwards, he staggered and took a step towards the direction of the room.

However, the moment that step fell, something weird happened.

The original hard calf bone, which could support the weight of an adult, seemed to have disappeared, and turned into some kind of soft and bulging liquid, which broke under the heavy pressure.

Rather than breaking, it would be better to say deform—

"Ah!"

Amidst the screams of the crowd, the man fell to the ground again.

Like a water-filled balloon being slammed on the ground—

His skin bag could no longer hold the moisture in his body, and it exploded suddenly.

Countless viscous, rain-smelling liquids flowed out instantly, and the man's skin seemed to shrivel up in an instant, and he lost his voice in the blink of an eye, and then just... melted.

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the room.

Everyone stared blankly at the place where the man disappeared, as if they couldn't believe it, but in just a few seconds, a living human disappeared without a sound, and there was no room for resistance.

At that moment, a chill ran down his spine.

At this moment, everyone realized the horror of the rain, and felt terrified of what they had just done.

If they hadn't been so fast, they might have been the ones who melted away.

Wen Jianyan stared at the place where the man had just fallen, as if thinking of something, turned to look at Bai Xue who was beside him.

The other party stood in place, his face and body were all wet, and his already bloodless skin looked even whiter like a ghost. He raised his terrifying black eyes and looked out the door without saying a word. go.

If he remembered correctly, the place where the man tripped was almost the same as Bai Xue,

Wen Jianyan looked away.

Wet eyelashes shaded his pensive eyes.

That person clashed with Shirayuki in the corridor of the hotel, fell down and died in the same posture where Baixue fell...is it a coincidence

However, in any case, this is not an issue he needs to consider now.

Wen Jianyan wiped his face with his hand, and looked at the tall man at the head of the team: "I think we met in the corridor before"

The other party turned to look at Wen Jianyan, and also recognized his face: "...Yes. "

He didn't seem to have recovered from what happened just now, his face was still a little pale, and the previous arrogance had almost disappeared.

The man's eyes flashed, and he said with some embarrassment: "Anyway, thank you for helping us keep the door open."

"Small things."

Wen Jianyan shrugged.

He smiled slightly, raised a pair of light-colored eyeballs, and looked at the past through the wet eyelashes, looking gentle and sincere: "Since everyone has entered the same place, it may be better to act together next time, and the chances of winning may be greater. "

"sure!"

The other party didn't expect Wen Jianyan to make such a suggestion so generously, so he agreed in a hurry.

The smile on Wen Jianyan's lips deepened slightly.

He is not only the target of the black side, but also bears the two curses of lucky e and Baixue. In this case, it is most beneficial for him to form a team with other people. after all…

He is not some great saint who ignores past suspicions.

Outside, it was raining continuously.

The rain fell in the pool, and the blurry water surface reflected the dark gray-black sky.

Near the door, where the man fell just now, is a depression in the bluestone slab.

There was a small puddle of water in the hollow.

There was nothing on the surface of the water, but a dark figure was reflected in the water.

The shadow stood upright on the spot, blurred by the continuous rain, but it really existed.

The shadow slowly turned its head little by little—

Exactly the same face as the deceased just now was revealed.

However, what was different from before was that at this moment, that face looked pale and stiff, as if covered with a white porcelain mask.

The corners of his mouth were raised high, and he pulled out a weird, ritualized smile.

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