Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 6.1

Published at 20th of July 2022 06:34:50 AM

The moving hair became motionless.

They densely covered the walls and the ground as if some kind of shadow.

In the dead silence, under the hood of the dark and heavy pressure, the passage of time seems to have lost its meaning.

Wen Jianyan stood in his place, sweat was oozing from his forehead and palms, and the comb lying in his palm became wet.

He was at a loss.

But…the guess should be right.

After all, this hidden item was dug out from the secret compartment of the old witch's cabinet from the very beginning.

At that time, he was very puzzled. After all, the things hidden in the cabinet looked ordinary and could even be regarded as garbage, but they were deeply hidden in the most concealed places by the owner.

“If you don't obey the rules, you will be punished.”

In the canteen, the anchor was choked by the hair because of this.

That is to say, this ghost is punishing the students according to the old witch's rules, in short, it is helping her.

It's almost like… a child with a lack of self-awareness, unconditionally attached and obedient to his mother.

The comb hidden cabinet, the hair in the sink, the familiar humming, the corresponding lyrics, and the canteen auntie's hesitation when talking about Teacher Yang.

These broken clues were strung together in his mind, and incomplete ideas gradually took shape.

In the end, Wen Jianyan made up his mind, turned around and went straight to the first floor.

Whether this is a way to save his life or not can only be a gamble.

After an unknown amount of time, the hair finally started moving again.

The dark, thick layer of hair slowly shrank back, thinning and shortening little by little, gradually revealing the pale limbs hidden in the middle.

The little girl was on all fours, her joints twisted strangely in all directions. She raised her neck, and a small pale face was revealed. Her facial features were blurred as if they were made from molten wax, and she fixed her gaze ahead with her pitch-black eye sockets.

“Mom…mom…?”

She repeated these words blankly, her voice full of doubt and unfamiliarity.

There is a problem.

Based on the opponent's current behaviour, the odds of winning are 50%.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to seize this precious opportunity in front of him.

“Xiaojie…”

The young man's voice was deliberately suppressed, with a bit of feminine softness in addition to the roughness. The words and pauses were all subtly similar to Teacher Yang, and the choked sob was just right and skillfully concealed the sense of incongruity. Even the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but feel a little dazed after listening:

“Don't you remember your mother?”

The little girl repeated in confusion: “Remember, have to…?”

She tilted her head and faced Wen Jianyan with her blurred facial features as if trying to remember.

Wen Jianyan waited without saying a word.

His heart was beating wildly in his ears, his fingers were slightly numb because of the excessive tension, and his back was wet and sticky, bringing a biting chill when the cold wind blew, and under the pressure, his legs trembled a little.

However, judging from his expression, he was simply calm and unusual.

“Xiao…jie…?”

The little girl recalled blankly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wen Jianyan quickly cast a glance at the upper right corner.

Health was full, but Sanity was only half left.

This place is too narrow, if the other party launches an attack now, he has no way to escape.

However, there are only four minutes left in the chasing battle, and even if the opponent does not recall anything, as long as he delays for three minutes, he will be able to clear the level.

Hold on tight, just hold on.

At this moment, a “ding” sound came suddenly beside his ear:

【Congratulations to the anchor for accurately locating the key props, the special plotline in the hidden mission has been unlocked!】

Wen Jianyan was startled.

……what?

The barrage in the live broadcast room was full of commotion:

[!!! Special plotline!! He actually opened a special plotline!]

[Has anyone seen it before? Tell me, has Decai Middle School opened this plot before?]

[In the history of this instance, the highest unlocking progress is 72%, and it is unlikely that this special plotline has been opened.]

[I declare that he is the strongest newcomer in my heart!!!]

[Is this really not a sockpuppet? How could this not be a sockpuppet?! If this anchor is really a newcomer, I will stand upside down!]

The mechanical voice continued beside Wen Jianyan's ears:

【Now you will be given a special live broadcast task: Sing while combing Xiaojie's hair.

After starting the task, the timing of your chase will be suspended. It will end automatically after completing the special task.】

Then the countdown in the upper right corner stopped immediately, and the four numbers in 03:15 appeared very bright and irksome.

“…..”

Wen Jianyan's face stiffened.

He stood on the spot with no expression on his face, then he looked down, and his line of sight slowly landed on the broken-tooth comb in his palm.

He's so stupid, really.

He only knew that this comb was a prop to prove his identity and awaken the other party's memory, but he didn't expect that this would trigger a special task in the live broadcast room.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and bit his back molars fiercely.

Forgot it.

Anyway, if you ride a tiger, it's hard to get off1; so let's just give medicine to a dead horse2.

He took a step forward, pulled the chair in front of the table away slowly and cautiously, then reached out to Xiaojie not far away, and said in a very gentle tone, “Come.”

Xiaojie tilted her head, her facial features blurred, and her face was even more confused.

“Look, your hair is all messed up, I'll brush it for you again.”

The other party still didn't move.

“Be obedient.” Wen Jianyan lowered his voice a little, imitating the imposing style of the old witch.

Xiaojie hesitated for two seconds, and finally crawled in Wen Jianyan's direction.

The pale thin arms climbed onto the wooden chair, and the twisted body sat on it little by little. She faced the dusty mirror, her thick and long jet-black hair fell and spread out on the ground.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and brushed it down the other party's hair.

The moment it touched the top of the girl's head, a sharp pain suddenly came from the fingertips, and the strands of hair squirmed as if alive.

Wen Jianyan's heart trembled, and he began to feel dizzy.

A horrific feeling suddenly struck, as if the surrounding gaps were filled with peeping eyes, casting malicious gazes from all directions.

The instinct to run away in danger was screaming, and at that moment, every cell in him was shouting:

Throw away the comb! Get out and run!

Hurry up! Hurry up! Otherwise, it will be too late!

……calm down!

Wen Jianyan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcing his body that wanted to escape to stay in place.

He glanced at the upper right corner.

Both health and sanity have been gnawed down together, and the colour of the blood bar has also changed from green to yellow; the sanity is even more dangerous and has already turned to orange.

He slowly took a deep breath and sang:

“This little red comb, comb your hair before the mirror.”

Xiaojie seemed to have no idea what was going on behind her.

She sat on the chair with her back to Wen Jianyan, gently swaying her deathly pale calves, and hummed the tune somewhat sluggishly.

Wen Jianyan didn't know if it was his illusion, but the facial features of the small face reflected in the mirror seemed to be much clearer than before.

The comb brushed to the bottom.

“I… remember.”

Xiaojie spoke suddenly, and said slowly with some difficulty:

“Mom, although she is very strict and sometimes gets angry, which is scary, she is very gentle to me and will sing while combing my hair, and will make a nice braid for me.”

“With one brush, may you be blessed with intelligence and beauty.”

The brush slid down the hair.

The little girl's speech was incoherent, with a bit of dullness and clumsiness that didn't match her age.

“I'm stupid and can't go out. If I go out, I'll meet bad people and Mom can't always protect me.”

The hot red blood seeped out, dyeing the comb with broken teeth red, turning it into a shiny, brand-new rosy colour.

“With the second, may happiness never be far from you.”

After the second brush, the mirror reflected the little girl's gradually clear facial features, and the hair that had grown to the ground was now shortened to the waist.

“Mom, I'm sorry.”

“I shouldn't not listen to you, eavesdrop on other people's conversations, and I, I shouldn't sneak out of the room at night.”

Xiaojie sobbed, raised her pale little hands and wiped them randomly: ” Mom, I'm sorry, I, I just wanted to… I'm afraid they really wished to take you away…”

“With the third, may you be pleased and satisfied.”

One last stroke.

The comb was slowly combed down, and the speed of the blood strips finally slowed down. At the end of the sanity bar, there was only a little amount left, and it was about to be used up before it was stopped.

The girl's hair no longer wriggled, it became docile and smooth, as black as ink, almost no different from normal people's long hair.

Xiaojie raised her eyes while sobbing, and looked at Wen Jianyan in the mirror. She whimpered with tears in her eyes:

“I make a wish to help my mother.”

“Those adults say that I am your burden. Because of me, you have to, you have to work so hard, and you're so fierce to others.”

“I don't want to be a burden, I want to protect my mother.”

“With my help, will my mother be a little relaxed? Not as tired as before, right?”

“…..”

Wen Jianyan was silent.

He turned around and picked up the faded and dull hair tie from the hidden grid behind him. His blood-stained fingers seemed to have not been affected by the wound at all. He smoothly gathered the long hair behind Xiaojie's head and skillfully braided her braids with a bow at the end.

Exactly as in the photo.

After doing all this, he gave a soft “um”.

As if hearing a satisfactory answer, Xiaojie burst into tears.

She clapped her hands happily: “That's great, I'm helpful…”

In the mirror, the little girl's figure became a little bit lighter, and he could only vaguely see that happy and cheerful smile.

The girl with pigtails sniffed her nose, raised her hand carefully and grabbed Wen Jianyan's sleeve, and said with incomparable nostalgia,

“Mom, I miss you too.”

With that, her figure became transparent little by little until it finally disappeared.

Only the girl's last sentence left fluttering and dissipating in the air.

Means impossible to stop halfway

keep trying everything in a desperate situation.

Chapter end