Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 7

Chapter VII

After a chasing battle, Wen Jianyan knew the layout of the dormitory building like the back of his hand.

He cleverly took advantage of a few blind spots and sneaked back to the room where he woke up before anyone noticed.

It's no different here than it was when we left a few hours ago.

Dirty walls, cramped iron beds, books stacked in disorder.

Wen Jianyan glanced over the mirror hanging on the cabinet in a hurry, not daring to linger on it too much.

When he just woke up, through the mirror, he inadvertently met the eyes of the face under the bed.

Even now, he still seems to be able to feel that vaguely terrifying sight coming from a corner of the room, which made his hair stand on end with chills.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, collected himself, and then walked slowly towards the mirror.

He deliberately didn't look inside this time, but directly took it off the cabinet door.

In the previous hidden branch, both the NPC and Xiaojie mentioned a crucial mirror.

This made Wen Jianyan immediately think of his own experience after entering the dungeon.

After he glanced at the person under the bed in the mirror, the initial 20-minute survival time was determined.

And if you recall carefully, every time the ghost appeared after that, it was in the mirror.

There might be some connection here.

Wen Jianyan tore off a pillow towel from the bed, covered the mirror, and then carefully looked down at the mirror in his hand.

This is a very ordinary vanity mirror, with an oval shape, and the light green plastic frame is somewhat faded, whitish in the dark.

There is no compartment on the back, and there is nothing to hide things.

Nothing special inside or out.

but…

Wen Jianyan gently stroked the uneven surface under the mirror with his fingertips, as well as the rough holes drilled by hand on the top of the frame, with a thoughtful look on his face.

In other words, this is supposed to be the kind of vanity mirror placed on the table.

However, it has now been removed from the base, punched on the top, and hung on the cabinet.

Wen Jianyan raised his head and hurriedly looked around the room.

Finally, his eyes fixed on a corner of the table.

In a messy pile of books, there is a small blank space, which looks as if it has been deliberately left out.

Wen Jianyan walked in and took a closer look.

There are rectangular gray marks left on the tabletop, as if something was placed on it for a long time.

He turned the mirror upwards to make a virtual comparison.

Almost the same size.

At this moment, the pillow covering on the mirror suddenly fell down, as if being pulled by some unknown force, it slid down suddenly!

Wen Jianyan was startled, subconsciously wanted to reach out to fish, but could only barely touch the rough edge of the fabric.

The pillow slipped from between his fingers and fell to the ground.

The air seemed to stagnate.

Wen Jianyan maintained a half-bent posture, his eyes were fixed on the pillow towel, a thin layer of cold sweat emerged from his forehead, as if a burst of cold exhalation slowly crawled over the back of his neck, It made his scalp tingle.

The room was eerily quiet.

...Here is the D-class copy D-class copy D-class copy.

It stands to reason that it is unlikely that what has been experienced will happen again!

He said it over and over again in his heart.

Wen Jianyan closed her eyes forcefully, clenched her teeth, straightened up little by little, and forced herself to look into the mirror.

The mirror faces the upper bunk on the right near the door.

On the originally empty bed, a figure of a person appeared at some point.

She was wearing an old-fashioned student uniform, with her back facing the mirror, her long hair hanging behind her, and she was sitting quietly on the bed at the moment.

However, judging from her curvy **** and the style of her school uniform, she now... should actually be facing the front.

Wen Jianyan's hand trembled, and he almost didn't drop the mirror.

In the mirror, the woman's long hair moved slightly, and the head slowly turned around frame by frame—

"Snapped!"

Wen Jianyan snapped the mirror upside down.

He took a deep breath and slowly turned his head to look behind him.

The bunk in the mirror was empty.

Unknowingly, Wen Jianyan was already in a cold sweat.

He took out his ID card and glanced at it.

There are three hours left in the survival time. It seems that his behavior just now did not trigger any death trap, so... the "person" in the mirror just now may not be dangerous, but some kind of reminder.

But... how to be sure?

Wen Jianyan thought for a few seconds, then opened the hidden live broadcast interface.

A tsunami of barrage poured in, densely covering the screen, and it was more than ten times more lively than before.

He glanced at the upper right corner, and there were more than 5,000 people online in real time.

Although he had a hunch for a long time, after seeing such a rapid increase in the live broadcast data, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but smile a little sincerely.

"! The host has opened the barrage!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Please look familiar!"

"Don't lick it, it's useless to be familiar with this kind of newcomer, the anchor may not even survive tonight."

"Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense. How many newcomers can pull the rating of the entire dungeon on their own? I guess it's Pipi who came to Novice Village to play a few games."

"So whose vest is the host! Tell me the decoded barrage! I want to know!"

"Please, let me tell you about the anchor, let's pay attention to your tuba [reward points 50]"

"Ask for decoding + 1 [reward points 80]"

good! Well rolled!

Roll it up for me!

Wen Jianyan remained calm, turning a blind eye to all the bullet screens asking about vests, and greeted with a smile: "I didn't expect to see so many new friends in the live broadcast room after only a few hours. Hello everyone."

He scanned the rapidly refreshed barrage, picked out a few fans with high rewards, thanked them, and then changed the subject:

"Have you seen the person in the mirror just now?"

The young man glanced at the bunk on the iron bed not far away, and frowned sincerely: "This is too scary, I really... don't want to get close to that place at all."

There was a troubled look on his face:

"However, I always feel that there will be clues... Shall I go up and take a look?"

A simple question, so natural that people don't think about it at all, but it brings the topic to a direction where more information can be obtained without a trace.

The barrage suddenly became lively, and the audience watching the live broadcast booed one after another:

"Go! Of course I will!"

"Hurry up, don't be cowardly, the anchor, go! [100 reward points]"

"Exciting, I have seen this dungeon several times, but this is the first time I have seen the ghost in the mirror, I moved to the small bench and waited [reward points 100]"

First time seeing?

That's it.

According to the information revealed in the previous barrage, it is estimated that they have seen many anchors pass the level of this dungeon called [Ducai Middle School]. Since they have never seen the person in the mirror, it means that she has a high probability. Actively attacked the anchor.

Then it is more likely to be a clue.

Although he was clear in his heart, Wen Jianyan's face became more and more struggling, as if hesitating.

Finally, after making the atmosphere of the barrage to the hottest, he sighed and let go very helplessly:

"Since everyone says that, then for everyone's viewing experience, I'll climb up and have a look."

And with the buffer of the barrage just now, the creepy feeling has been diluted a lot.

After hiding the panel, Wen Jianyan climbed onto the bed swiftly.

Under the weight of a grown man, the iron frame creaked unbearably.

The bed was covered with a thin cotton mattress, which was so compacted that it lost its elasticity. There were a few faded stickers on the wall, and the edge of the bed sheet was neatly tucked under the mattress.

When she reached the head of the bed, Wen Jianyan stopped moving.

There was something wrong with the touch under the palm.

He lifted the mattress and took out a thin notebook from underneath.

There are two beautiful characters written on the title page of the notebook: Xu Yuan.

Most of the contents inside have been blurred, only two or three short diaries are still readable.

"On x month x day of x year, sunny

This girl is really scary. I always feel that she has a gloomy temperament. Every time I stay in a dormitory alone with her, I feel very uncomfortable. In the water room this afternoon, Ah Xin said some mocking words, although a little It was too much, but I also laughed and agreed, but as soon as I went out, I saw the back of her leaving, and I don't know if she heard it...

disturbed. "?

"Year x month x day, cloudy day

I wanted to apologize several times, but every time I saw her back, I didn't dare to go forward.

After the sketching class ended today, I secretly followed behind her. I wanted to find an opportunity to talk to her, but I never found the opportunity.

I followed her all the way to the woods, and saw her breaking up ham sausages and feeding them to stray cats. The cat's name is Xiaoju. Wanted to go up to her and talk to her, and...

I heard Xiaoju's scream.

I saw her grab Xiaoju and put her hands around its throat.

Xiaoju's claws scratched out long streaks of blood on her hand, but she didn't move, as if she didn't feel anything, her hand was tightly strangling Xiaoju, and then stabbed into its crotch with an art knife. neck.

Xiaoju quickly stopped moving.

I was shaking all over, and I didn't dare to move when I stood still.

I should have gone up to stop it, so that Xiaoju might not die, but... I am really cowardly, if only I was half as brave as Ah Xin.

After realizing that my body could move, I ran back without looking back, lying in the quilt and shivering all the time.

I heard the sound of her opening the door and coming back, I heard her standing by my bed for a long time, and I heard the sound of water dripping on the ground, but I dared not move or speak.

Please, let's go.

I see nothing, I hear nothing. "

"On x month x day of x year, the rain

Something has changed, but I can't tell.

I seem to have changed in the mirror, but no matter how I wipe the mirror, it is blurry and I can't see anything clearly. "

"On x month x day of x year, the rain

Today, the class monitor sent out the wrong paper again, and sent me her report card. More and more people called me by the wrong name. What's going on? "

"Year x month x day, cloudy day

I went to talk to Ah Xin after class, but Ah Xin looked at me with very strange eyes, and left after a few perfunctory words.

Why? Am I doing something wrong? "

"On x month x day of x year, the rain

It's the weekend, but I didn't wait for my parents who came to pick me up. I went to ask the teacher at the security office, but the teacher told me in surprise that Xu Yuan's parents had already taken Xu Yuan home.

But I am Xu Yuan. "

"On x month x day of x year, the rain

The mirror is no longer blurry.

But that face inside is not mine. "

Wen Jianyan flipped through the pages one by one, looking at the increasingly messy handwriting on it, goosebumps came out layer by layer on his back.

He couldn't help but think of the monster in the mirror in the duty room downstairs.

As he gradually approached him, that pale face with simple features that only had lines left changed little by little until it became more and more like his own appearance.

Wen Jianyan shuddered.

He collected himself and continued to flip backwards.

On the next page of the notebook, there were only a few messy big characters: "Where did my face go?"

In the dead silent bedroom, only the sound of pages turning could be heard.

Go to the next page.

The shocking five red letters are so powerful that they almost cut through the paper:

"Have you seen it?"

next second.

"Heck, heck, heck"

It was as if the neck bones were twisting one by one, coming from behind, and there was a tooth-piercing clucking sound.

— "Did you see it?"

A female voice sounded faintly behind his ear, and the cold tone seemed to be steeped in malice.

Wen Jianyan's hair on the back of his neck exploded.

It was too close, the voice seemed to be coming from the back of his head, and he could almost draw a picture in his mind—the head that was completely twisted to the back slowly turned around, looking at himself in front of him little by little.

Slowly revealing that...

Faces that lost their faces.

The temperature in the air dropped to freezing point, as if it could freeze a person's muscles and bones in an instant.

Before he had time to think about it, he categorically told a lie:

"have!"

The "clack" sound stopped.

The dormitory fell into deathly silence again.

However, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel that he was not alone, that something...was silently standing behind him at this moment, watching and waiting.

"I know where your face is."

The young man sat upright on the spot without looking back, just facing the air, and asked, "Do you want to take it back?"

"I can help you."

His voice was calm, as if carrying extremely strong confidence, with an irresistible certainty.

However, no one could see that the warm sweat slid down from his forehead, leaving a cold wet mark on his cheek.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the calculation standards seemed to be out of balance.

Wen Jianyan stared at a small dot in front of her eyes, feeling a little dizzy.

The heart beats wildly in the chest cavity, the blood hits the eardrums, and the sharp white noise pulls away from the ears.

He counted down in his head.

9, 8, 7...

The moment the time returns to zero, he will open the store as quickly as possible to buy life-saving items.

However, before that, Wen Jianyan wanted to take a gamble.

Take a gamble that you guessed right.

5, 4, 3...

Suddenly, a familiar mechanical sound sounded:

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden object (epic) to start the mission: Please find Xu Yuan's lost face.

After the task is completed, you will get the qualification to open the hidden item (epic)! "

The moment the voice fell, the temperature around him began to rise slowly, and the feeling of thorns on his back, as if he was being stared at by someone, disappeared.

Wen Jianyan turned her stiff neck and carefully glanced behind her.

empty.

It was as if a boulder fell to the ground in an instant, and the excessive pressure suddenly disappeared, making Wen Jianyan's limbs a little numb.

Well, it's over.

According to the information he got from the audience, this Xu Yuan had never appeared in the previous live broadcast. Coupled with the content in the diary, she herself was more like a victim. It is far less dangerous than the female ghost in the mirror before, and the content of her diary is also very clear.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan has never changed his original judgment.

Like clues, not danger.

Looks like he's betting right.

"Epic hidden object mission! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Is he really going to find the epic hidden item?! Absolutely, this one really has a nb on him."

"Why are you so excited about the previous one? It's not like you haven't unlocked epic-level hidden items in other more difficult live broadcasts, as for?"

"You don't need to show your sense of superiority in front of me. I think you watch less live broadcasts, right? Most anchors are newbies, let alone legends. Even ordinary hidden items are hard to find, even if it is a new account. At the beginning, you can not only get difficult hidden items, but also start legendary item missions... This is really the first time I have seen it."

Wen Jianyan's upper body swayed, and he slowly reached out to touch the side railing, and then leaned out with a disheveled face—

"vomit!"

There was booing in the barrage:

"Bah! Don't pretend to be you!"

"Although the anchor's tuba has not been revealed yet, there is no need to pretend to be cute so simply and rudely. It's over!"

"If it's not pretending, then the anchor has something to eat..."

"He's new here, don't you know? It's because of this anchor that the difficulty and viewing rating of the live broadcast hall of [Ducai Middle School] have all been raised. How could it be a real dish?"

The old viewers who have been in this live broadcast room from the beginning are dumbfounded:

"What? What is the one in front talking about?"

The bullet screen of the new audience is covered:

"Ah? You don't know?"

"I also came here because of this point, otherwise how could I come to see this kind of D-level square."

"+1"

"+1"

"+10086, go out and have a look if you don't believe me, the rating of the entrance will not lie."

The number of barrages fluctuated sharply, first decreased significantly, and then increased again.

The audience who ran back were all in a daze:

"...Fuck, really, the rating has really changed."

"Even if it is the trumpet of the boss, it is really too strong to be able to reach this level with such limited resources..."

"Damn it, it doesn't matter if he is a rookie or a boss, I announce that I will live in this studio from now on!"

"If you invest in shares in advance, you won't lose money!"

With a pale face, Wen Jianyan crawled off the bed with some exhaustion.

The nervous twitching in my stomach has finally disappeared, but the physical discomfort has not completely disappeared.

The mirror that was upside down on the table disappeared and was replaced by a small key with a faded nameplate on it, which seemed to be the key of a certain locker.

Under the key was a crumpled note with a line scrawled on it:

"Room 408 on the fourth floor, cabinet No. 368, rental period: before one o'clock in the morning."

It seems that this is the time limit for him to complete this so-called "task".

But... Room 408?

Wen Jianyan remembered the passage he overheard in the women's bathroom before.

The room where the mirror is located is the 408 dormitory.

Is there any connection here?

Wen Jianyan read the note over and over several times, but found no other clues.

He put the note and key in his pocket.

At this moment, the bell rang from downstairs: "Dang-dang-dang-"

The bell struck ten.

Clear and loud, as if amplified by some unknown force, so that everyone in the dormitory building can hear it.

"Snapped!"

The lights in the corridor suddenly went out.

"It's time to turn off the lights—"

In the distance, the voice of the old witch came from downstairs.

Her voice became extremely weird, the originally thick voice was mixed with a hissing sound, it looked weird, and it looked extraordinarily weird in the boundless darkness, making people get goosebumps for no reason.

"You bad bastards, don't let me find out that you are still outside the dormitory...hehe."

"Ding!"

The familiar mechanical voice sounded in the ears of each anchor:

【Live mission has been updated】

As if to push everyone into the depths of nightmare and fear, the voice without emotion continued to say:

[Release task: leave the dormitory after lights out and explore the campus]

[In order to bring a better viewing experience to the audience, please ensure that the live broadcast is unblocked, and do not disconnect! 】

At the same time, Wen Jianyan heard a "ding" in his ear.

Immediately afterwards, a few lines of words appeared in front of my eyes:

[NPC Teacher Yang alienation countdown: 00:00:01]

[NPC alienation completed]

[Object of concentration of hatred value: Xiao Wen]

[Under the host's unremitting efforts to kill and persistent provocations, you have finally become the target of the NPC's hatred value! Congratulations to the host for this honor! The whole world celebrates, gratifying and congratulations! 】

Wen Jianyan: "..."

...I have a bad word that I don't know if I should say it or not.

Chapter end