Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 309

Chapter 309

In the lifeless town, the cold rain kept falling.

Wen Jianyan and his party left the small two-story building at the beginning, and hurried towards the location of the two-person painting at the beginning.

Five people held three umbrellas. Although it was a bit cramped and the speed would be much slower because of it, but fortunately, Wen Jianyan had already explored the way in advance, and also figured out some of the rules in the town. Next, a group of people quickly reached their destination.

They quickly put away their umbrellas and hid under the eaves.

Although they have umbrellas that can withstand the rain, everyone still dare not stay in the rain for too long.

After all, no one knows how long it will take for the ghost using this umbrella as a medium to appear, like a rope around the neck that will tighten at some point, which is frightening.

The roof muffled the patter of rain.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked out the door.

Looking forward along the crooked path in front of you, you can vaguely see a low hut in the distance, the umbrella that should have been floating near the door has disappeared, and it is empty.

"Captain, is this the location of the double painting?" Chen Mo asked.

Wen Jianyan looked away and nodded:

"Yes."

Yun Bilan turned her head to look around, looked at the room in front of her, and said, "It looks like we are going to bring the paintings in this building back to the hotel."

Wen Jianyan didn't answer immediately, but turned to look out the door again.

The sky was gloomy, and the icy drizzle was falling densely, and it was no longer possible to locate the current location of the hollow, which brought a sense of uneasiness not knowing where the danger lay.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and looked over: "No."

The others were startled, and even Bai Xue raised his eyes rarely, and turned to look over.

"Why?"

Chen Mo frowned and asked suspiciously.

According to the principles summarized before, as the red team, if they want to gain an advantage in this confrontation, they must compete with another team to attract more "guests" into Xingwang Hotel and become Their own help, otherwise, in the later stage, their living space will be further squeezed and compressed. Even if they don't want to win, but just to protect themselves, they should invite as many "residents" as possible.

Yun Bilan also looked confused.

If it wasn't for the portrait of the four of them connecting the passage they came in from, it would be impossible to leave the encirclement on the first floor from there, and she would even propose to take that painting back.

"Huh? Then you mean..."

"Go get that one-person painting."

Wen Jianyan seemed to have made up his mind and replied without hesitation.

— This is undoubtedly the most inappropriate option.

Not only because there are fewer people in the painting, but also because it is farther away, that is to say, the probability of the ghost shadow under the umbrella is greatly increased. Similarly, the "residents" who chased them at the beginning are also located in that place. Direction, choosing to take the solo painting is not only equivalent to less income, but also means higher risks, and the possibility of a head-on conflict with terror.

Yun Bilan frowned: "But..."

She wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Wen Jianyan:

"There's no time to explain now."

In less than ten minutes, the way out will be closed. If you want to leave again, you will have to wait another three hours.

Behind the young man was the boundless rainy and gloomy sky, and there was no wave in the depths of a pair of light-colored eyes, with a calm look like a thin cloud.

"Do you trust me?"

Time stood still for two seconds.

Yun Bilan raised her eyebrows, and suddenly smiled, her expression clear: "Isn't it? You still need to ask?"

Huangmao nodded vigorously.

"Of course, captain," while Chen Mo sighed helplessly: "Who else can we trust except you?"

They have worked with Wen Jianyan for too long, and they have already been very clear about the other party's behavior style, as well as the terrifying strength that is almost exhaustive. In the past dungeons, this has saved them countless times...

Therefore, even though they don't know why Wen Jianyan made such a decision now, the person who made this decision is Wen Jianyan, and they only need to know this is enough.

Bai Xue's eyes fell on Chen Mo and the others.

He was silent from the beginning to the end, and it was difficult to tell from his expression what this person was thinking of writing. There was a thoughtful look in his dark and strange eyes.

Wen Jianyan looked at his team members, and laid out the next course of action concisely: "Chen Mo, Yun Bilan, you two follow Bai Xue, let him take you to pick up the painting."

The two nodded.

Bai Xue didn't raise any objections either.

After speaking, Wen Jianyan looked at Huang Mao: "You and I will act together."

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Due to time constraints, a group of people quickly started to act.

Bai Xue led Chen Mo and the others to walk quickly along the bluestone road, while Wen Jianyan and Huang Mao stayed in the open space 50 meters away from the small building and did not follow.

Holding an umbrella, the two stood quietly in the rain, watching the backs of Bai Xue and the others disappear at the door of the small building.

The gloomy and icy rain was falling, and the pools of water in the depressions on the bluestone road were like countless mirrors, reflecting the gray-black cloudy sky.

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes.

…the rain has abated.

This also means that Bai Xue and the others in the small building have successfully obtained the frame.

The yellow hair on the side screamed: "The door, the door has appeared!"

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked in the direction of the yellow-haired finger.

Sure enough, two or three meters behind them, a square door the size of an oil painting frame appeared in front of their eyes out of thin air. Carpets, dim lights, everything is a familiar arrangement in Xingwang Hotel.

As long as they enter the hotel through this door, they can successfully escape the immediate crisis.

However, Wen Jianyan didn't rush in, nor tried to stand in the dry area at the door to avoid the rain, but still stood firmly in the rain with the human leather umbrella.

He turned his head and looked towards the door of the small building.

The three of Bai Xue appeared at the door.

This time, they didn't move out the entire picture frame like last time, but destroyed the picture frame as Wen Jianyan did before, and obtained the canvas from it—

After all, it does save trouble this way.

Several people stood at the door without moving, waiting for Wen Jianyan's instructions.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at Huangmao: "Tell me, where is the 'guest'?"

Huangmao looked around, and his eyes quickly fell not far away.

His shoulders flinched, and he said in a low voice, "Five o'clock direction, thirty-five meters."

"Understood." Wen Jianyan nodded.

He raised his voice and shouted, "Action!"

After receiving the signal, the three of Chen Mo on the opposite side of the Qingshiban Road started to act.

Thanks to the previous experience, the few people have been very skilled in coping this time. While carefully avoiding their shadows falling into the water, they moved forward quickly. Once the person holding the painting was caught If it is targeted, it will immediately pass the frame and move forward alternately.

Moreover, because they have umbrellas this time—it can not only block the rain, but also block part of the light, so this time, it is much easier for them to move forward than last time.

However, this does not mean that they can completely avoid any water in their actions.

Huang Mao's voice became tense: "At three o'clock, 57 meters."

It seems that the "guests" have also started to act.

Wen Jianyan stuffed the umbrella into Huang Mao's hand, then took a step to the side, stepped into the water pool next to him, let the drizzle on his head fall on his face, shoulders, and even opened his arms slightly Arms, so that the area in contact with the water becomes larger.

"At three o'clock...53 meters."

Huangmao said, "It, it's coming."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Grass…"

"I finally figured out what this guy is going to do. There is only one guest, so the person whose position is most exposed will definitely be attacked first. When it is walking towards the direction of teammates, the anchor will stand up and wait for it to walk too close. After that, go back under the umbrella—after all, you're walking the guests!!”

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, the tenants died laughing!"

"Guest: I have a bad word, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha that's a bit too much!"

As guessed by the barrage, Wen Jianyan really had this idea.

Using the vision of the yellow hair to accurately locate the location of the hole, he carefully manipulated and adjusted the direction, angle, and speed of the opponent's movement, lest any of them be forced to meet the "resident" head-on. After all, they are now with the "resident" It wasn't the same before.

Since they are now carrying paintings, everyone in the team is the target of ghosts attacking below the water surface. If they are not careful, countless pale limbs will be climbed on their bodies, making them unable to move. Already paying close attention, he can still clearly feel that the weight on his shoulders is gradually increasing.

If they meet the residents head-on under this circumstance, their team may really lose personnel.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan must control the distance between the "guests" and them in this way to ensure the safety of both parties.

"At four o'clock, 22 meters."

There was a little trill in Huangmao's voice, as if he was very nervous.

"And, and..."

Huang Mao's eyes fell on the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and at the lower edge of his hand, a vaguely outlined female hand slowly emerged.

His face is pale, his pupils are constricted, his fingers are neither tight nor loose:

"You, look at this..."

Their umbrella has been drenched in the rain for the longest time, so the ghost image below is also the first to appear.

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"Um,"

Wen Jianyan glanced at it, as if he had already realized the strangeness, and looked away indifferently:

"Leave it alone."

Huangmao: "..."

He is a little broken.

Leave it alone? Leave it alone? !

It's easy to say!

Wen Jianyan didn't care about Huang Mao's expression of wanting to cry now.

He just squinted his eyes, staring closely at his teammates who were approaching in embarrassment not far away, and a cautious and dignified look flashed in his eyes.

Although it has been carefully calculated in the mind, the problem is that Wen Jianyan and his teammates are gradually reconciling, so no matter which direction the residents walk at the beginning, they will gradually approach their final destination. destination.

According to the trend reported by Huang Mao, and the current speed of Chen Mo and the others...

It shouldn't be long before the "frontal conflict" that Wen Jianyan least wants to see will still happen.

It appears that he will now have to implement planb.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, turned her head to avoid the human skin umbrella from the trembling yellow hair, and said very quickly:

"You go to the door and wait."

Huang Mao was taken aback.

However, before he could say anything, Wen Jianyan turned around and strode towards the direction of the "hollow", stepping on puddles without evasiveness, splashing cold rain .

Almost immediately, Huang Mao understood exactly what Wen Jianyan wanted to do.

During the rendezvous earlier, Wen Jianyan briefly mentioned the way he escaped from danger.

But this time, he probably planned to repeat the previous operation.

Use umbrellas to clash with guest attack rules to buy time for everyone else.

But the problem is, different from the last time, this time, Wen Jianyan still has the curse of [painting] on his body, in order to attract the attention of the "residents", this time, he can no longer let his shadow avoid the puddles , but you have to take the initiative to step in.

That is to say, next, he will bear the curse and pressure far beyond other people.

The further he walked, the heavier and slower Wen Jianyan's footsteps became, and he even staggered a little. In the end, he almost dragged his body forward.

...he looked terribly embarrassed.

After going back and forth just now, Wen Jianyan's body was almost completely soaked.

His jet-black hair was wet from the rain, sticking messily to his pale cheeks, and his clothes became thinner after being wet, clinging tightly to his body, clearly outlining his thin and straight back, slender With a slightly tucked waistline, his back looks particularly lonely and fragile in the heavy rain.

However, Wen Jianyan's eyes were always clear and calm, staring closely at the front, as if filled with terrifying willpower that would never retreat.

He gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step.

Every step is slower and heavier.

In the puddles under his feet, he could vaguely see countless pale arms climbing up his body, layer by layer, layer by layer... and the number continued to increase, dense and frightening.

at the same time.

In the pool of water on the ground beside her, the figure of the woman under the umbrella gradually became clearer, making her look particularly terrifying.

The pale woman's hand was tightly clenched on the handle of the umbrella, leaving a frightening blue-black mark. The shadow was stiff and straight, clinging to Wen Jianyan's side, walking forward with him like a shadow.

Behind, Huang Mao's heart reached his throat.

He knew very well what Wen Jianyan's action meant this time...

Also know that this time, he not only has to face the attacks of two curses at the same time...

but three.

painting.

Guest.

umbrella.

For the vast majority of people, it would be a narrow escape if they undertake one, let alone three at the same time.

With each additional type, the level of danger will more than double.

There will be a greater chance of failure and a higher risk of an accident.

Everything is unknown.

Watching the back of Wen Jianyan staggering forward, and the "hollow" in the rain that seems to have finally found its prey, the speed is getting faster and closer, and it is getting closer to Wen Jianyan...

Huangmao subconsciously held his breath, sweat dripped from his forehead, he was so nervous that he seemed to faint, but his eyeballs seemed to be attracted by magnets and couldn't move.

—Please, be sure to succeed!

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