Chapter 106

Yun Bilan walked to the turntable first.

"What are you waiting for?" She turned her head to look at Wen Jianyan who was standing at the door, and said loudly, "Come in."

"..."

Wen Jianyan glanced at several mirrors in the room, took a deep breath, and said bravely:

"coming."

He took a step forward, took a step inward cautiously, and moved forward cautiously, found a dead corner where he couldn't see the mirror and stood still.

Yun Bilan:? ? ?

Noticing the puzzled eyes of his teammates, Wen Jianyan cleared his throat and said without changing his expression: "I have serious appearance anxiety, and I don't really like looking in the mirror."

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"?"

"???"

"Appearance anxiety? Pooh!"

"Hahahahahahaha, it's because the previous dungeons had serious psychological shadows, so it's almost the same!"

teammate:"…"

Listen to what **** you're talking about.

After the last person in the team entered the room, the door automatically and slowly closed with a soft "bang".

The attention of several people was also diverted from Wen Jianyan's weird performance.

"What is the task of turning on the turntable?" Elise asked.

"Let me take a look." Yun Bilan walked towards the huge turntable not far away, and looked at the small characters below the button. She was slightly startled, and her expression suddenly became serious.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Ya noticed the change in Yun Bilan's attitude and asked.

Yun Bilan took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Congratulations, you have found the secret room of Bloody Mary, according to legend, the duchess who bathed her whole body in blood to keep her youthful, would come here every night to appreciate Looking at her white and beautiful body."

Her voice became serious and deep:

"Your task: prepare a bath for the Duchess."

Several people were startled and looked at each other one after another.

"Look there!" Alice gasped, pointing to the depths of the channel constructed by the mirror.

Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing at, and their pupils shrank slightly.

In the depths of the passage, there is a huge bathtub quietly placed. The bathtub is a western retro style, with exquisite golden carvings on the edge, which looks extraordinarily expensive.

And in the depths of the bathtub lay a lifelike mummy.

Long, dry hair hangs down from the skull in strands, dry skin that has lost moisture covers the distinct ribs, the mandible is wide open, and the dark eye sockets are empty, as if screaming ferociously before dying.

"So...this mission is to let us let bloodletting?"

Alice asked cautiously.

"I'm afraid so."

Yun Bilan stepped forward, visually inspected the depth of the bathtub, her brows furrowed tighter:

"At least the blood of two people must be drained to barely cover the Duchess's lower body."

Everyone was suffocated, and the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

If there were enough of them, they might be able to pass this mission without dying. However, if they encountered this kind of mission with only four people in their team, it would obviously require their lives to fill it out.

According to the announcement in the initial room, the probability of this task is only 5%.

Although they already had certain psychological expectations about this, no one could have imagined that the first one they encountered was actually this kind!

"Oh shit."

Yun Bilan gritted her teeth: "Our luck is too bad."

Wen Ya sighed and nodded:

"Reset."

Fortunately, they opened the treasure chest in the last room, obtained the strawberry candy that can reset the turntable task, and gained a chance of life, so they would not be forced by this task to start killing each other in the first room.

"Do you all agree?" Yun Bilan looked up at everyone.

No objection was raised.

"Okay, then I'll..." Yun Bilan stepped forward and was about to activate the props. At this moment, Wen Jianyan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke:

"Let me do it."

"?"

Several people were startled, and turned to look at Wen Jianyan.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"?!"

"???!!"

"Don't!! Wife!! Stop it! Don't be unbelievers!"

"Quick, who will hold him down! Don't let him touch the props!!"

"A single suggestion almost drove the whole team into a ditch, so you can do it yourself?!"

"True love of life, stay away from lucky E!"

Wen Jianyan was not clear about the frenzied screen swiping in his live broadcast room. He looked at Yun Bilan and asked, "Is it okay?"

"…certainly."

Yun Bilan blinked, although she was a little puzzled, she had no reason to refuse.

Wen Jianyan stepped forward and took the strawberry candy from the other party's hand.

According to the method of use marked on the candy paper, he peeled off the candy paper and put the light pink candy into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste quickly spread in his mouth.

In the next second, the familiar female voice sounded in the room:

"Ding dong! Congratulations on using the item: strawberry candy! The turntable mission has been reset!"

With a sound of "噗", the note that had been hanging under the turntable before was pulled back with a whoosh, and the second note was spit out.

Wen Jianyan licked the round sugar ball on his cheek, and walked towards the turntable.

Naturally, he had his own considerations in choosing to reset the mission.

He had been reluctant to admit that his luck was really that bad before, but now, it was obvious that he could not ignore it without admitting it.

Although according to probability, the probability of rolling to a fatal mission is very low, but under this inexplicable aura of unlucky luck, another 5% is not impossible.

However, according to Wen Jianyan's past experience, he is usually the target of the goddess of luck's precision strikes. This time, perhaps because he never took the initiative to make a choice, the precision strikes became area damage.

It's not as good as a precise strike.

If you don't, then you have to say no to the end!

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her eyes and glanced at herself in the mirror.

Anyway, he has been targeted more than once in the past.

He gritted his teeth and gave a wicked smile.

Come on, who is afraid of whom!

Wen Jianyan stepped forward, looked down at the note, and read the contents of the note:

"Mission: Summon Bloody Mary."

"Please take the tasker to go to the inside of the secret room alone, close the door, find a candle from the drawer next to the bathtub and light it, face the mirror and chant the name of "Bloody Mary", repeat three times."

Yun Bilan slightly widened her eyes: "This is..."

"Single mission." Wen Ya took a deep breath, and took the conversation solemnly.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Good guy..."

"Good guy..."

"As expected of you!!"

"But why do I feel like the dog liar is not surprised at all, is it my illusion?"

In the rules of the initial room, this type of task was also mentioned, and the probability of it appearing is even lower than that of the task just now. There is only a 1% possibility, and it turned out to be selected by Wen Jianyan...

What kind of luck is this! !

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes expressionlessly.

Ah.

He just knew it.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at the few people with a natural attitude: "In that case, you can just wait for me outside."

"But…"

Yun Bilan took a step forward with a complicated expression.

"What's the matter?" Wen Jianyan shrugged his shoulders without changing his expression, and said lightly, "Single-person tasks must be completed by one person, right?"

He licked the candy in his mouth and looked out the window.

The three-dimensional staircase corridor shuttles through the air, overlapping each other, and not far above the head is the room that Huang Mao and the others just entered.

Even as he was advancing, Wen Jianyan never let the direction of those people out of his sight.

They had just entered that room not long ago, so they shouldn't leave too early.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at the other people, pointed to the room, and said, "After I go in, keep an eye on it, and make sure to see how many of these guys are left when they come out, and where they are going."

If you lose it here, it will be difficult to find it later.

Several people nodded: "Understood."

After explaining the task, Wen Jianyan looked away, took a deep breath, and walked towards the mirror room where the mummy was placed.

There was a faint smell of corruption in the air, and the mummy lay motionless in the bathtub, still maintaining a hideous appearance with its mouth wide open, which made people feel inexplicably cold.

"Squeak—"

The door closed behind Wen Jianyan, blocking the worried sight of the rest of the people.

The Chamber of Secrets is worthy of being a Chamber of Secrets.

The moment the door was closed, all the light was blocked outside, and the eyes were suddenly plunged into darkness.

There was a dead silence around my ears.

Whether it is sound or light source, they are strictly isolated from the outside, and only the sound of their own breathing can be heard in their ears.

It's almost like being stripped from the whole world.

In such a dark and narrow room, being alone with a mummy really puts a lot of psychological pressure on people.

Wen Jianyan fumbled for the phone from his pocket and turned on the camera.

When the light came on, it was instantly reflected and projected by the surrounding mirrors, dispelling the heavy darkness in the room.

The boy stood alone in a dark room, the flashlight of the mobile phone in his hand was the only light source, mirrors in all directions reflected different profiles of his face, and each image was moving synchronously.

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes, looked into the mirror subconsciously, felt a "thump" in his heart, and couldn't help but suffocate his breath.

In the huge bathtub behind him, that shriveled and ferocious mummy turned its head away at some point.

Those black eye sockets looked straight into the mirror, as if they were staring at him, and the jaw of the corpse was wide open, inexplicably giving the illusion of a sly smile.

"..."

Gan.

Scared to death.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He checked his backpack to make sure that his props were fully prepared, and then he walked forward, deliberately not looking at the mummy, and opened the drawer under the bathtub according to the instructions of the mission, and found matches and candles in the last compartment .

He put the candle on the candlestick in front of the dressing table and took out the lighter.

"Crack."

The golden-red flame jumped, and the candle was also ignited.

Wen Jianyan flicked out the match, and a thin wisp of white smoke floated from the head of the extinguished match.

He raised his head and glanced into the mirror.

Behind him, the mummy lay silently in the bathtub, the withered skin on the skeleton stretched tightly on the bones, as if waiting for something.

This space is too narrow, giving people a sense of suffocation.

Wen Jianyan let out a breath slowly.

In any case, the dungeon should not completely deny him any way out, and now he can only take one step at a time.

He stared at himself in the mirror, and slowly recited:

"BLOODY MARRY."

"BLOODY MARRY."

The young man's fair face was illuminated by the golden-red candlelight, and the contours of his facial features were cast with deep and shallow shadows. There seemed to be two sparks dancing in the depths of a pair of light-colored eyes, which flickered with the candlelight.

His voice was green and slightly hoarse, and finally repeated: "BLOODYMARRY."

"call."

In the completely enclosed room, for some unknown reason, a gust of corrupt wind suddenly blew. At that moment, the candlelight flickered and dimmed.

When Wen Jianyan was in a daze, a familiar system voice came from his ear:

[Ding, it is detected that the conditions are met, and the hidden branch line is opening—]

[Congratulations to the host for triggering the scene: Chase (debuff: all props are invalid)]

[Scene countdown: 03:00]

chase? !

Such a small room you let me chase? !

And even when all the props fail...

This design is sick!

Wen Jianyan was so angry that she wanted to swear.

He turned around as fast as he could, and stepped back a few steps away from the bathtub.

The next second, the weird wind disappeared, and after a few short jumps, the candle resumed burning.

Candles illuminate the room.

"Wow-"

There was a sound of sticky liquid flowing.

The bathtub not far away has been filled with scarlet liquid since some time ago, and it shone with dark red waves under the candlelight.

A woman with a very beautiful face was lying quietly in a bathtub full of blood, her eyes were shining with strange colors, her long hair was wet and rested on her slender and white shoulders, she had a kind of The cruel and coquettish beauty can almost make all men fall in love with her. .

"Clatter—"

She slowly stood up from the bathtub.

Viscous blood trickled down the white skin, dripping into the bathtub.

The figure is plump and full, swaying.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Oh oh oh! It's a beauty, it's a beautiful sister!"

"Damn, this figure is really good! I suddenly want to pass the level instead of the anchor!"

"Woooooh, baby, close your eyes, you are too young to watch such an exciting scene!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes were fixed on the woman not far away, and his back was slightly arched, like a cat in danger.

He quickly glanced into the mirror not far away.

The picture in the mirror was completely different from what he saw.

The bathtub is not filled with scarlet blood, but viscous light yellow mucus, which is full of frog eggs, and the body of the mummy is getting fuller little by little, but, under the translucent skin , still able to see densely packed granular creatures, like wriggling eggs.

Following Wen Jianyan's gaze, the camera in the live broadcast room also turned to the mirror. [Integrity comes first] There was a moment of silence in the live broadcast room:

"..."

"..."

"...Sorry, I overstepped."

"Let's give this blessing to the anchor, I don't want it anymore."

Even Wen Jianyan, who was used to this dungeon, couldn't help but feel his stomach churning.

"am I pretty?"

The woman raised her bright red lips, her soft fingertips slid across her body, her seductive eyes stared at Wen Jianyan quietly, like some kind of cold-blooded animal staring at its prey.

Wen Jianyan took a step back indiscriminately.

His heel hit the mirror.

There is no more space.

"Of course," the young man stared at the woman in front of him, his amber eyes shining beautifully under the candlelight, and praised without hesitation, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life."

[Integrity first] In the live broadcast room, the audience who are familiar with this dungeon began to sigh:

"Oh, it's over."

"Ah, what do you say you are praising her for!"

"I thought the host was so brave that he could really survive... Alas, I'm so disappointed."

"??? Don't be a riddler, we haven't seen this dungeon before, please explain!"

"Can't you say it's beautiful? What should I say? Isn't it beautiful?"

"No, you can't say which one! This branch is very tricky. If you say she is beautiful, she will use your blood to make herself more beautiful. If you say she is not beautiful, she will use your blood to make herself more beautiful." If you become more beautiful, after the anchor answers, the opponent's attack speed will be doubled immediately, and in such a small room, it is basically stable!"

"Then what to do?"

"The best way is not to answer, but use props to deal with her..."

"Wait, did you forget the previous one, the debuff that the anchor drew this time can't use props!"

"...Day, yes, that's over."

"It's cold."

"It's cold!"

Sure enough, when Wen Jianyan's answer came out, the smile on the woman's lips slowly pulled away, revealing a **** smile: "Then..."

However, before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Wen Jianyan.

"well."

The young man sighed softly and shook his head:

"Pity."

"..."

The smile on the woman's face froze, she stared fixedly at the young man in front of her, her gaze passed over his body like a knife, and she asked uncontrollably:

"... what a pity?"