Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 294

Chapter 294

Huang Mao found that after he handed the painting out, the pale corpse that was still clinging tightly to his body just now slowly let go, and the sinking of the body gradually stopped.

Chen Mo and Yun Bilan at the side took the opportunity to use their strength to pull him out of the deep water in a frantic manner.

The yellow hair was wet all over, and he stood back on the ground panting.

The water not far away has returned to calm, the bottomless abyss before, and the horrific corpse crawling out of it seem to have never appeared before, shallowly accumulated in the depression of the bluestone road, it looks the same as before .

Although the yellow hair was temporarily pulled out of the pool, the danger did not disappear because of this.

Chen Mo and Yun Bilan came to the rescue, unable to take into account their own shadows, but in just a few seconds, they clearly felt that the weight on their bodies was rapidly increasing, and in the reflection on the ground, several people could be vaguely seen The pale limbs that weigh heavily on his body.

"Watch out for shadows in the water!"

Wen Jianyan sternly said, "Keep running!"

The group started running again.

Wen Jianyan soon realized that he was being "stalked". Although he was very careful not to step into any puddles, when he was running, he could always see the water below the surface of the water at the edge of his sight. Zhang was pale, staring at his smiling face, as if he was always waiting.

The water waves swayed, and the pale face seemed to have a double image, giving people a strange feeling that they could not escape.

The further you run, the more difficult it is to walk on the bluestone road, and the more water will accumulate.

Wen Jianyan was a little careless, and his feet sank.

He looked down and swept down.

His feet sank deep into a small puddle, and under the rippling water surface were pale fingers and a strange smiling face, pulling him down.

Under the surface of the water, the corpse swollen with blisters clung to it. Perhaps because of the close contact this time, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel that behind the pale corpse, there was a strange white phantom shaking.

One on the left and one on the right, looming, like shadows following the shadows.

Wen Jianyan's heart skipped a beat.

But now is not the time to think about it.

He raised his head abruptly, and shouted to Yun Bilan who was running ahead:

"Hey! Go on!"

After speaking, he took out the balled canvas from his pocket, raised his hand violently, and threw it out.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Grass, relay race?"

"Do you want to stay in a hotel? The one that comes with an air shuttle service."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, **** it, guest: Thank you."

While running, Yun Bilan quickly caught the canvas thrown by Wen Jianyan: "Got it!"

The moment the canvas left his hand, Wen Jianyan felt the tension in his leg disappear.

He reacted in a timely manner, and the depth of the sinking was far less than that of the yellow hair, so even though there was no help from other people around him, he was able to climb out of the pool by himself.

"Chen Mo, hurry up!"

Wen Jianyan shouted, "You are next!"

Chen Mo understood, and immediately quickened his pace.

The bluestone road from the dilapidated house to the hotel gate is not too long, and it only takes less than a minute for an adult to run at full strength. Under the cautious actions of several people, they are still gradually approaching their destination.

Only the last few steps remained.

the door.

"...Captain, tell me, do you want to do this?"

Several people turned their heads to look at Zhong Shan, waiting for his decision.

Zhong Shan stood at the door, gritted his teeth, his eyes flickered, and he didn't answer for a long time.

He watched Wen Jianyan and the others getting closer—

Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind and nodded slowly.

"good."

Soon, Wen Jianyan and the others came to the last section of Qingshiban Road.

The light rain on the top of the head was pattering, wet the clothes on the body, damp, cold, penetrating into the muscles and bones.

He looked up at the wide open door not far away.

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan's eyes froze.

Unknowingly, the positions of the anchors in the opponent's team changed, and the few people who were waiting at the door just now subtly changed their positions, blocking the place where they must pass.

With almost no need to think, Wen Jianyan immediately understood the current situation.

He slowed down and stopped.

It seems... the other party is no longer satisfied with the agreement they made earlier, but is ready to take everything.

In the nightmare, this kind of thing is too commonplace.

Even if they belong to the same faction of the red side, after all, people's hearts are separated from each other—here, if you want to live better, you must learn to invade and rob other people's living space.

Zhong Shan took a step forward and reached out to Wen Jianyan:

"What about painting?"

Apart from these two words, he didn't say much, let alone explaining.

Faced with this situation, no qualified anchor would ask "why" naively. You must know that in the nightmare, the rules are made by the strong, and the weak have no right to comment.

At this moment, their number far exceeds that of the opponent, so they naturally have an absolute advantage.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and wiped the rainwater from his face.

He glanced back over his shoulder.

The painting is in Chen Mo's hands. According to his current speed, it should take about two minutes to arrive.

It was less than ten minutes before closing.

Wen Jianyan knew it.

He raised his eyes, looked at Zhong Shan and the others blocking the door, smiled suddenly, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender:

"Well, of course."

Zhong Shan and the others looked at each other.

From the looks of it, there was still a wink on the other side.

Zhong Shan stretched out his hand: "Throw the painting over."

"First of all, the painting is not in my hands." Wen Jianyan shrugged. "You should have seen it just now. The last person to take over the painting is my teammate. It should take a minute or two to get here."

"And...it's a pity that you have too little reputation with me,"

Wen Jianyan sighed and said.

He raised his wet eyelashes, and his light-colored eyes stared at the opposite side: "If I throw the painting to you, how can I guarantee that you are willing to let us go?"

"If you immediately turn around and go back to the hotel after getting the painting, and seal the door, wouldn't we have nothing to do?"

At the last minute, those who are ready to take everything do not have the basic spirit of contract. If they choose to kill the grass after getting what they want, so that they have no chance to retaliate, it is very normal and logical of.

Zhong Shan became a little impatient: "Then you want to be tough with us?"

He said viciously: "You have to think clearly, if you fight here, you will die very—"

"No, no," Wen Jianyan shook his head, interrupting the other party's words.

He lifted up his wet hair with one hand, and said gracefully, "I still understand the reason why those who know current affairs are heroes. I am very willing to trade my paintings for my life, but I just need a little guarantee."

Zhong Shan narrowed his eyes: "What guarantee do you want?"

"You, and both of them,"

Wen Jianyan scanned the teammates behind him, pointed to two people seemingly at random, and then hooked his hands: "Come here."

"What's the meaning"

"Of course it means, pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

Wen Jianyan looked at each other deeply: "After my teammates get here, I will give you the painting with my own hands, and you are the captain. Only when you are beside us can we dare to believe that we will be sent back to Xingwang Hotel by you." go."

"And there are three of you, even if my teammates arrive, there are only two of you... If we really repent, you will still have the advantage, won't you?"

Zhong Shan fell silent.

"Or, you are not willing to take this risk?"

Wen Jianyan tilted her head:

"Then I'm afraid I have to re-examine whether you are willing to let us go."

There was still a smile on his lips, and he shook his head regretfully: "If that's the case...then we're probably going to die."

The young man's voice was very soft, but there was an undoubted sense of danger hidden in his words.

Although their number is several times that of the opponent, they have an absolute upper hand, but if the opponent refuses to fight to the death, the conflict may be unavoidable-the deadly light rain is still falling, and there are less than ten minutes left before the Xingwang Hotel turns on the lights. Confrontation is obviously very dangerous.

Of course, they must win.

After all, the door is only that big, and it is guarded by their people, so it is easy for the opposing team to stay here forever.

However, the team on the opposite side is obviously not a rookie anymore, even if they were able to grab the painting in the end, they would probably be dragged into the water by at least a few people.

The opposite side seems to be very knowledgeable.

It would be best if it could be resolved peacefully.

Zhong Shan raised his eyes and glanced at the bluestone road behind Wen Jianyan.

Indeed, only Chen Mo is at the front, and the others are carrying too much weight, and they all need more time to arrive.

He let go: "Okay."

Zhong Shan turned his head and waved to the two people behind him whose names Wen Jianyan had just called out: "You two, follow me."

Although he didn't know why Wen Jianyan chose these two people, maybe it was because their size didn't look very threatening.

Zhong Shan sneered in his heart.

It's a pity that these two teammates of his are not vegetarians at all. If the opponent underestimates the two of them based on their size, it will suffer a big loss.

The three of them left the door together, entered the rain, and walked towards Wen Jianyan.

Wen Jianyan stood there calmly, his eyes moved slightly down, and swept across the feet of the three of them.

They avoided the water beach.

This is normal, after all, they just saw the yellow hair being dragged down by something underwater, but they didn't let their shadow avoid the water surface.

It seems that they didn't figure out the attack pattern of the dungeon from a distance.

…However, enough is enough.

Soon, Chen Mo stumbled and ran over.

Wen Jianyan took the crumpled canvas from his hand, but did not pass it to Zhong Shan, but to one of his teammates behind him.

But this is no different from handing it to Zhong Shan.

"Satisfied?" Zhong Shan sneered.

Wen Jianyan did not return.

"Let's go."

Seeing the canvas in hand, Zhong Shan felt relieved. He turned to look at his two teammates, and ordered, "Go back."

A group of people turned around and walked towards the gate of Xingwang Hotel at the end of Qingshiban Road.

Behind them, the moment Wen Jianyan handed over the canvas, Yun Bilan and Huangmao felt their backs lighten, and the weight of the dead body that was pressing on them just now suddenly disappeared.

They were all startled and looked up to the front.

After realizing what happened just now, several people quickened their pace and ran towards the end of the bluestone road.

Tick, tick.

The pattering rainwater fell and hit the potholed ground. Small splashes splashed on the water surface. Under the slightly blurred and shaking water shadows, there were countless layers of pale corpses.

Although there is only less than five meters away from the gate, as long as the rain doesn't stop, the curses and attacks will not stop.

Suddenly, the teammate who just took over the canvas suddenly fell short.

Startled, he suddenly looked down.

There is a puddle under the feet.

wrong! He had clearly avoided all possible pools of water just now, why did he—

Before he could figure out the reason, in the next second, something under the surface of the water grabbed his body tightly.

Another teammate called out:

"Quick! Give me the painting!"

They just witnessed Wen Jianyan's way of breaking the curse, as long as the canvas is taken away, the curse will be transferred—

"then!"

The man sank very fast, and he sank to his waist in an instant. He gritted his teeth, threw the canvas outward, and threw it into the arms of his teammates.

But... something weird happened.

In the cold rain, the existence that was supposed to let go was still holding on to his leg, and was continuously pulling him down.

"What, what's going on?!"

The man was horrified, and for the first time a look of horror appeared on his face.

"It shouldn't—"

"The painting is here with me, how could you..." His teammate also panicked, and he hurriedly stepped forward again, but suddenly his foot stepped on the ground.

Something entangled him in the cold water, like a bottomless quagmire, leading him to sink deeply.

etc.

How can it be!

Obviously his teammates have not yet escaped danger, but he encountered the same thing again!

His mind was in turmoil, and he struggled in terror while looking down at the water.

This time, what appeared in front of my eyes...

It wasn't the pale smiling face of the dead teammate, but a blurred phantom.

The phantom floated under the surface of the water, and as time passed, the facial features gradually became clearer, slowly floating up, and approaching him.

The man's pupils shrank, his eyes widened in horror, and he took a sharp breath. All his screams were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound.

—that was his own face.

Pale, wet, swollen with blisters, but definitely his own face.

The only difference is that the corner of the shadow's mouth in the water is raised high, revealing an extremely weird smile.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"???? Wait a minute? Why didn't I understand!"

"Haven't you found out? The two teammates Wen Jianyan pointed out just now are the two people in the opposing team who entered the broken house at the end. One of them was at 32 seconds and the other was at 33 seconds." It's time to enter the house! It's all beyond the time Bai Xue said!"

"To put it simply, if he stayed in the rain for more than 30 seconds, but did not exceed the limit of immediate death, his shadow will be kept under the water surface. If he becomes the target of the attack, will be replaced by its own shadow in the water."

"Wait! I also noticed that two white phantoms could be vaguely seen behind the dead man before. I thought it was just the water shaking. To the shadow under the water?"

"I'm going, this book is so ruthless. I thought the time given by Bai Xue was just an imaginary number...It doesn't matter if it exceeds a little bit. I didn't expect that I'm still waiting here..."

In the distance, Bai Xue raised her dark and ghostly eyes, and looked over steadily through the hazy rain and fog.

He said it.

thirty seconds.

Everything happened so fast.

Before Zhong Shan could even react, his two teammates had already been dragged into the water one after another, barely causing any ripples, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

His eyes widened in astonishment.

Impossible—how—how could—

The next second, a cold hand grabbed him from behind.

The cold copper tip touched his neck.

Zhong Shan turned pale and turned his head slowly.

The young man's wet eyelashes drooped slightly, and his superior facial features were wetted with water, making his contours more profound and sharp, with a merciless aggressiveness, like a poisonous flower that was too sensual.

Wen Jianyan still had the gentle look on his face just now, and his voice was soft, smiling at Yanyan:

"Yes, I am satisfied."

Chapter end