Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 305

Chapter 305

Half of what Wen Jianyan said just now was true.

After all, as one of the top ten, Bai Xue is no longer at the level of an ordinary senior anchor. Even though he looks silent and obedient, and seems to be very easy to control, Wen Jianyan knows clearly that being able to live in the dream for so long is absolutely impossible. It's not going to be a very easy character to get along with.

Moreover, such a person is extremely difficult to approach, and it is almost impossible to explore his true character and true thoughts. In this case, the order is counterproductive.

In addition, the other party has enough experience in dealing with dungeons, just like when he first entered the painting, he will judge when to give suggestions, without the need for Wen Jianyan, a newcomer, to point fingers.

Of course, half of it is false.

Although they are in the same team for the time being, but... I know that Bai Xue's entry into this dungeon was completely accidental. Wen Jianyan is very clear that they are only temporarily in the same interest. If they rely too much on each other's "psychic medium ability" , in case of any subsequent changes, his situation will be very bad.

After staying in the Mengxia live broadcast room for so long, and after so many dungeons, Wen Jianyan is very clear about how the internal rules here work.

In a sense, danger means opportunity.

Only in danger can it be possible to obtain more information and dig deeper into the inside story.

In a dungeon of this difficulty, exploiting loopholes to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages will only put the anchor in a disadvantageous situation in the later stage.

more importantly…

The "curse" on Bai Xue made Wen Jianyan very concerned.

Although he hasn't fully grasped the deep connection, but when he entered the first painting, the anchor's death was hardly an accident no matter how he thought about it.

Therefore, this also made Wen Jianyan's actions very cautious, trying to avoid unnecessary risks and crises.

Wen Jianyan held an umbrella, walked in the rain, and glanced at Bai Xue at the side without any trace.

The other party walked beside him silently, half a step behind him, the edge of the human skin umbrella covered half of his face, and the exposed corners of his mouth looked straight and indifferent.

Although Wen Jianyan has always been good at judging people, perhaps because of his lack of soul and being too deeply affected by the dungeon, all the top ten in Nightmare gave him a strong sense of "alienation". From a technical point of view, they are not completely considered a complete human being.

Even orange candy.

Therefore, he will not act rashly without any certainty.

This is true even now.

Not long after walking out with an umbrella in hand, Wen Jianyan's cell phone buzzed in his pocket.

He took his phone out of his pocket.

After seeing the text message from Huang Mao, Wen Jianyan's eyes froze.

…really.

Although he had expected this result before leaving the small building, after he was convinced that it had come true, he still couldn't help but feel a chill behind his back.

He turned his head and subconsciously glanced around.

The gray-black sky is very low, and the fine raindrops are falling down, and the existence of the so-called "hole" cannot be seen at all. This is normal.

After all, their positions have been changed many times, and they are no longer able to clearly know in which direction the "guest" will appear as before.

And they don't have the eyesight of the yellow hair, they can see the empty position in the boundless cold rain at a glance.

Wen Jianyan only knew that they were being "followed" by something.

However, what are those things, how many are there, where are they located, and how close are they to them... all are unknown.

Is it more than ten meters away, or is it already approaching behind them...?

Can't feel, can't explore, can't check.

This kind of danger of not knowing when it will come is the most terrifying.

The surrounding rain was still falling non-stop, and the water splashed in the stagnant water on the bluestone road, hitting the human skin umbrella above the head, looking around, it was dark.

A strong sense of insecurity enveloped her head, making Wen Jianyan's hairs stand on end.

"Be careful not to step on any water, let's go."

Wen Jianyan lowered his voice and said to Bai Xue while observing the surrounding situation keenly.

Although they can be "followed" now, although they have been walking for so long, they have been safe and sound. During the previous journey, Bai Xue did not warn him of the existence of danger...

Therefore, Wen Jianyan guessed that the protective effect provided by the human skin umbrella should still exist. Although they would occasionally touch the water, they were not completely exposed to the rain. Therefore, although the "Wang Ke" followed them, But it did not attack them for the time being.

However, this situation should not last long.

Even under the protection of human leather umbrellas, their bodies will inevitably become more and more wet in the boundless drizzle...

If it is said that the attack of the "guests" needs to reach a certain threshold, then, according to this progress, it should not be long.

The two quickened their pace almost immediately.

This time, the distance between the point Bai Xue pointed out and their current location was the farthest, which meant that they would have to walk longer in the rain and be more dangerous.

The rain fell with a thud, splashing water droplets in the puddles, the umbrella above the head vibrated slightly in the rain, and then the faint skylight, you can vaguely see the delicate lines like human skin on it, which is very strange and terrifying .

Wen Jianyan stared at the front, walking cautiously and quickly.

He carefully avoided the standing water on the ground, never giving himself a chance to step in. At the same time, he carefully hid his shoulders and body under the umbrella to minimize the number of times he was exposed to the rain.

It's getting closer.

In the drizzle, the house pointed out by Bai Xue was getting closer and closer to them, and the outline gradually changed from blurred to clear.

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The windows and doors were open, gloomy and dark, giving people a particularly ominous feeling.

However, in the eyes of Wen Jianyan now, the seemingly gloomy house not far away is like a rescue at the moment. As long as they go under the roof, the rain will no longer be a problem, no matter what is behind them , as soon as it enters a dry place, it cannot find them.

At least temporarily.

At this moment, a young boy's indifferent voice came from not far away: "Umbrella. "

Bai Xue's reminder came without a beginning and no end, which made Wen Jianyan stunned for a moment.

…umbrella? !

However, almost at the moment when Bai Xue's voice fell, a chilly chill suddenly struck, like a sharp knife cutting the skin, bringing intense pain, making the back numb, the hair standing on end, even without After thinking more, Wen Jianyan immediately realized something.

Danger.

Wen Jianyan moved her eyes and subconsciously glanced at the umbrella in her hand.

His hand was holding the lower edge of the umbrella handle. The dark umbrella handle formed a stark contrast with his cold, pale fingers, which looked particularly glaring in the rain.

And under his hand... the outline of a hand emerged faintly.

Wen Jianyan's pupils suddenly constricted.

The fingers are very small, like a child's hand, tightly holding the umbrella handle motionless, the skin is an abnormal pale blue color, and there seems to be faint corpse spots on it, and the general smell of rotting is lingering in the humid air. gradually emerged gradually.

Wen Jianyan shook her fingers and forcibly restrained herself.

Resist the urge to throw the umbrella out.

The brain starts to work rapidly.

What's this?

"Guest"?

impossible.

He introduced the residents in 408 to [Xingwang Hotel]. Although he couldn't see the faces clearly, Wen Jianyan still knew that the person in the painting was a woman. Although he had never seen the residents on the first floor, However, judging from the footsteps and pace that echoed in the corridor after the doorknob was unscrewed, there is a high probability that it is a man with a bigger stature.

There are no children.

The only place with small children is…

At that moment, a picture flashed in Wen Jianyan's mind.

On the second floor of the small building, four straight figures, two big and two small, could be vaguely seen on the pitch-black canvas, with pale and blurred faces, standing stiffly in place.

There are four chairs beside the table.

There are four umbrellas inside the umbrella stand.

Umbrellas are made of human skin.

Wen Jianyan felt a layer of cold sweat break out from behind her.

The sharp and sharp sense of crisis suddenly struck, making one's heart almost stop.

In other words, the crisis he is facing now has nothing to do with the "guests" who are catching up, but is brought about by the human leather umbrella in his hand.

Each umbrella is made by a person... or a ghost, and "it" will appear after using it for a long time.

He glanced again at the handle of the umbrella.

Compared with just now, the pale little hand is more clear, it just hangs in the air, holding it there motionless, as if... there is another figure under the umbrella, walking side by side with him,

Wen Jianyan is clear that his current situation is very bad.

There is still a distance to the next house. If he continues to walk down with the umbrella, "it" will definitely appear, but at the same time, this umbrella is also a prop that can protect him in the rain. If he throws it away, it will immediately Being exposed to the rain is equivalent to being exposed to the eyes of the "residents" who followed.

The rain dripped down, knocking on the top of the head.

Wen Jianyan bit the bullet, kept walking, maintained the current posture, quickened his pace, and continued to walk forward.

Wen Jianyan's heart was beating fast, hitting his ribs violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Now, speed is far more important than prudence.

Wen Jianyan changed from his previous cautious style, he took a big step forward, no longer carefully avoiding the puddles in the stone road, but speeded up without hesitation, allowing himself to step into the water and be splashed The raindrops rushed towards the small building in front of them in a straight line!

Faster, faster!

Not far ahead, the small building is close at hand.

Wen Jianyan could almost see its half-open door.

In the puddle covered by the rain, besides Wen Jianyan, there was another small, pitch-black reflection under the umbrella, following him like a shadow, and as time went by, it changed at a frightening speed. It's getting clearer and clearer!

At the same time, in the reflection of the rainwater in the distance, a stiff figure stepped forward. The position of his face seemed to be wearing a pale mask, and the corners of his mouth were raised high, solidifying into a stiff and strange solitude.

Under the rain, a void gradually expanded.

As if he had found his direction, he speeded up his pace silently.

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