Chapter Thirteen

"..."

The moment Wen Jianyan's voice fell, the air suddenly fell into dead silence.

The smile on the face of the man in the mirror disappeared at some point, and he had a cold and terrifying expression on his face, which was exactly the same as Wen Jianyan's.

He repeated slowly: "What?"

The young man in front of him was pale, and the wound on the back of his hand was **** and blood was still dripping down.

He was obviously at a disadvantage, but he still smiled calmly, his lips, which were pale from blood loss, were stained scarlet with blood, almost glowing in the darkness.

"A man's most valuable thing is his soul, isn't it?"

Wen Jianyan stared at himself in the mirror: "Obviously, taking the initiative to make a deal with you to hand over your soul is more profitable than snatching it."

He smiled slightly:

"What's more, it's still a soul as good as mine, right?"

Years of professional experience have allowed Wen Jianyan to develop a good habit.

The more critical the situation, the calmer his thinking became.

Even though he was at the juncture of life and death just now, his brain was still spinning non-stop, carefully reviewing all the things he had done since he entered the room.

The two 408s in the dormitory and the teaching building are obviously in a mirror image relationship, and many of the rules in them are interlinked.

After careful review, Wen Jianyan was sure that every step she took was correct.

He should have gotten out of here without incident.

After all, this is still a D-level dungeon after all, so there shouldn't be any death checks for newcomers like them.

But the must-death level clearly appeared.

Although Wen Jianyan has been playing the game according to the rules, but this time, the "mirror" did not follow the rules.

After he clearly broke the deal, the "mirror" still didn't give up, but instead drew him over, trying to forcibly "eat" him without reaching a deal.

This is very unreasonable.

unless…

There is something very precious in him, and the other party wants it too much, even breaking the rules.

According to the content of the manual he got from the No. 368 cabinet, it is likely to refer to his soul.

Although Wen Jianyan himself doesn't think there is anything special about his soul, even if the possibility of this guess is only 1%, he will take it as 100% to realize it.

The man in the mirror looked back at him expressionlessly, silent.

Based on the few words she heard when she was pulled into the mirror, Wen Jianyan made a bold guess.

This "mirror" may be to wake up "Father God", so human souls must be sacrificed for him, so it is so unscrupulous to try to grab more souls.

That being the case, it is absolutely impossible for it to trade with its "Godfather", so Wen Jianyan made such a big gamble on this option.

However, he is not prepared to speak out about these speculations.

The young man narrowed his eyes lazily:

"Well... As for the reason..."

He glanced at the phantom in the glasses, gently hooked the tip of his soft and wet tongue over his lips, licked away the sticky scarlet blood at the corners of his lips, his pale face looked a little sinister in the dark, Wen Jianyan smiled Come, say frivolously:

"Maybe it was love at first sight?"

The 789326qwk live broadcast room suddenly became agitated.

"He's good at it, he's good at it, he's good at it!"

"Okay... lustful (covering my heart)

"Hi everyone, I announce that I am the anchor's love at first sight, thank you for your blessings."

"The first few dishes, drink like this?"

"As long as you eat a peanut..."

"Wait? Obviously no anchor has played this paragraph before, but why no one pays attention to the plot at all! Is there something wrong with your focus?"

"..."

The gloomy expression of the person in the mirror almost seemed distorted at this moment.

Wen Jianyan sighed, with a slight smile on his face, he looked particularly unbearable:

"Oh, don't use my face to make this expression, it's so ugly."

"You guessed right."

However, the gloomy look quickly dissipated from the face of the person in the mirror:

"I can't make this deal."

He smiled as usual again: "Obviously, you realize that I also have to abide by the rules. If a human makes a wish that I can't fulfill, I can't collect the soul of the other party."

"Wen Jianyan" in the mirror applauded and praised:

"Wonderful."

But Wen Jianyan himself was not happy with this compliment, instead he squinted his eyes subconsciously, watching himself in the mirror vigilantly.

The opponent still has a backhand.

The arc of the mouth of the person in the mirror slowly widened:

"But what you don't know is that although breaking the rules will pay a certain price, it is not completely impossible."

Only a "click" sound was heard.

A thin crack appeared on the mirror surface, just across the face of "Wen Jianyan" in the mirror, that upright and handsome face was divided by the crack, and it looked a bit weirdly distorted.

He smiled and said:

"I can still take your soul forcibly. Of course, the loss may be a little bit more, but I can bear this necessary loss."

The moment the voice fell, the once-stopped engulfment started again, and the young man's body continued to sink downward again.

However, in the next second, the expression on the face of the person in the mirror suddenly disappeared:

"Wait, this—"

His voice was sharp and high-pitched, but it was suddenly cut off in the next second!

Wen Jianyan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

He fell backward uncontrollably—

In the next second, his back hit the ground hard, his bones seemed to be smashed apart, and a heavy dull pain spread from the contact surface, making him gasp in a hiss.

"Brother Wen, are you okay!"

Su Cheng hurried up and held Wen Jianyan's shoulder.

Wen Jianyan was so dizzy from being thrown that his eyes stared at him. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and slowly got up with the strength of the other party.

Whether it was the maze, the mirror, or the phantom sleeping in that mirror, all of them had disappeared.

In front of him was a familiar corridor with closed doors.

The weird 408 has also disappeared.

"I haven't seen you since I came out of 408 for a while, so I just..."

Su Cheng organized his words, and then said somewhat vaguely: "Brother Wen, you should still remember what I told you about those supernatural props?"

Of course Wen Jianyan remembered.

The reason why he kept messing around with that mirror just now was to delay the time until the live broadcast system went online, but he didn't expect that, as soon as the live broadcast system went online, he was dragged out by Su Cheng's props before he had time to use the props.

Wen Jianyan glanced at Su Cheng in surprise and nodded.

If he remembered correctly, the item Su Cheng used was not cheap, and the other party was willing to give him this "NPC", which was indeed beyond his expectation.

Su Cheng patted his chest: "Didn't I just say that if anything happens, I will definitely protect you."

Wen Jianyan looked at him twice: "Thank you."

He straightened up and put his hands down from the opponent's body. Only then did Su Cheng notice the wound on Wen Jianyan's hand, and he couldn't help being surprised: "Are you injured?"

Wen Jianyan felt the pain only now.

He lowered his head and glanced at his **** palm, with a pale face and a smothered voice, pretending to be calm and saying:

"…fine."

fart!

This is a piece of meat he bit down with his teeth! How could it be all right!

very painful!

Although Wen Jianyan himself is an extreme hedonist in his daily life, but in a critical moment, he treats himself extremely hard, and there is almost nothing he can't do.

He is familiar with the distribution of meridians and muscles in the human hand, and even when he bites his teeth, he deliberately avoids key parts to ensure normal actions afterwards.

Gritting her teeth, Wen Jianyan tore off a piece of fabric from the hem of her shirt, and skillfully stopped the bleeding and bandaged it.

The blood stained the fabric, which looked shocking.

After dealing with everything, Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su Cheng, as if thinking of something, asked, "408, did you go in?"

"yes."

Su Cheng shook his head in confusion: "But there's nothing inside."

All he saw was an empty dormitory, narrow in size, with no room or table, and nothing but thick dust on the floor. After turning around without finding anything, he turned and returned to the corridor, but at this time Wen Jianyan had disappeared.

Su Cheng waited anxiously for a long time, but still did not see the other party's shadow, so he gritted his teeth and used the props.

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful look.

It seems that although Su Cheng opened the door, he didn't walk into the real 408.

So, the conditions for entering 408 are selective?

"And you?"

Su Cheng lowered his head and glanced at the blood-stained cloth on Wen Jianyan's hand, frowned worriedly, and asked:

"Did you encounter any danger in the corridor?"

Danger.

The moment Wen Jianyan heard this word, what flashed in Wen Jianyan's mind was not the mirror that tried to **** his soul forcibly, but the blurry male phantom in the mirror.

I don't know why, but he didn't do anything to endanger himself, but the oppression he brought was far heavier than that of the mirror.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, held his wrist, moved the injured part carefully, opened his mouth and replied:

"I-"

He had just uttered a short syllable when a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor on one side, interrupting his unfinished words.

Su Cheng was startled, and turned his head to look in that direction.

Wen Jianyan also jumped up suddenly.

His eyes were bright, and he fixed his eyes on the place where the sound came from. His injured arm was hanging by his side, and his slender figure was tightly bowed, like some kind of graceful cat.

The sound of footsteps approached, becoming more and more hurried and chaotic, as if several people were rushing towards this direction.

A flickering beam of light pierced the darkness and shone from a distance.

The other side seemed to have noticed the two uninvited guests, and suddenly stopped the pace and opened the distance:

"Who is there?"

Across the heavy darkness, the other party's voice seemed very tense, revealing a strong sense of guard. 33 Novel Network

This voice... seems a bit familiar.

Wen Jianyan was slightly taken aback.

Su Cheng's eyes widened: "Wait, you are...?"

The light beam carefully swayed over the faces of the two people, fully showing their faces.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes blocked the strong light, and his face remained calm.

Soon, the light beam was suppressed, and with the sound of footsteps, three people from the opposite side came forward.

The leader was holding a flashlight in his hand, and the slightly lowered light and shadow flashed across his face. Wen Jianyan instantly recognized the identity of the other party - the senior anchor explaining the rules in the cafeteria.

Kong Shixing glanced across the two people in front of him, and there was an imperceptible surprise in his eyes:

"Is it you?"

One is a rookie anchor, and the other is an NPC who is being frantically searched by dungeon monsters. This combination is so strange that he can't even imagine it.

"Why are you here?"

After seeing the same host as him, Su Cheng was visibly relieved.

He stepped forward and said:

"We've been up for a while, but this floor is very evil, and we can't go down at all."

Su Cheng sighed and asked, "What about you?"

Kong Shixing frowned and said: "We have been up for a while, and there is no way to leave."

He glanced at Wen Jianyan indiscriminately.

Su Cheng didn't notice the opponent's small movements at all.

He said excitedly: "That's great, we can be together next..."

Before Su Cheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Kong Shixing: "Of course."

He took a step forward and put his arms around Su Cheng's neck familiarly, showing a very intimate look: "We are all classmates, and we have known each other for so long, so of course we need to help each other."

Kong Shixing looked at Wen Jianyan, with an unspeakable shyness on his face:

"That... Teacher, I have some private matters and I want to talk to my friend, may I..."

Su Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he also reacted.

Some things... cannot be said in front of NPCs.

It's just that he was so used to Wen Jianyan by his side that he didn't think of it at all.

Su Cheng nodded stiffly: "Indeed, indeed, I also have a little personal matter."

Wen Jianyan understood, he gave a friendly smile and nodded:

"certainly."

He turned around and walked to the side, caringly leaving space for the two of them to chat privately.

Kong Shixing winked at one of his teammates, that person immediately understood, turned and followed, and started talking to Wen Jianyan, trying to get some information out of his mouth.

Soon, only the two of them were left in this area.

Su Cheng looked at the senior anchor in front of him with some anxiety.

The other party let go of his arm and asked, "What happened after you came up?"

Su Cheng simply told him what happened before.

Kong Shixing frowned:

"You found 408 and went in?"

Although Su Cheng was a little puzzled, he still nodded:

"Yes, but... there's nothing in it."

Kong Shixing did not answer, showing a thoughtful look.

He turned his head and glanced into the darkness, and continued to ask: "Speaking of which, what happened to you and that NPC just now?"

Su Cheng told all the information he knew in detail.

What kind of key, sister, undercover agent, contacting superiors, Kong Shixing was stunned to hear it.

After listening, the way he looked at Su Cheng changed:

"Your story line... is very important."

Su Cheng nodded cautiously.

Kong Shixing looked at Su Cheng, and said thoughtfully: "Maybe... it will be the main thread of the whole dungeon."

There are main lines and sub-lines in the dungeon. The higher the difficulty of the dungeon, the more lines there are.

Although the exploration value can be unlocked by completing the secondary line, it cannot be unlocked to 100%.

The reward for completing the main line is not only the highest, but more importantly, if the main line is completed, even if the rest of the sub-lines are not completed, 100% exploration will be achieved.

100% exploration speed!

A trace of eagerness flashed across Kong Shixing's eyes.

However, unlike his vague excitement, his live broadcast room was filled with question marks.

"?"

"???"

Kong Shixing is a senior anchor. Most of the online viewers in the live broadcast room are their own traffic. Many of them have been squatting in the anchor's live broadcast room since the beginning of the broadcast, and have never been to the square to watch it.

"Wait, the copy that the anchor entered this time is Decai Middle School, right? Has it been revised? Why don't I remember this storyline?"

"I'm also a little dazed. This line sounds really important, but... why haven't I heard of it!"

In the barrage area, there was a wave of viewers with completely different painting styles frantically swiping "hahaha".

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the guy from next door is full of heart."

"I laughed out loud, the Liar Victims Alliance is gradually growing, and now it can even go offline automatically!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha I'm so happy."

[The above user comments involve the host in the same hall, and will only be open to the audience]

Kong Shixing knew nothing about the movements in his live broadcast room.

After a short thought and interest judgment, he decided to throw an olive branch to Su Cheng:

"A member of our team provided information. After twelve o'clock in the morning, 408 will appear every hour, and only during this time can you leave the fourth floor. This room is very critical, and it is very likely that the entire copy At the core, you say there is nothing in it, it is very likely that it is just because you have not found a way to really open it."

After simply sharing his information with the other party, Kong Shixing cut to the chase:

"We can form a team and act together. We will go in and investigate again until the next full hour. Maybe we can get different results from you."

Before Su Cheng nodded, he only heard the other party continue to say: "However, the NPC who has been following you has to deal with it."

Su Cheng was taken aback: "...what?"

Kong Shixing thought clearly, and said eloquently: "Our current dungeon is D-level. Will there be important clue characters at this difficulty level? As long as we get the props from the NPC, the main mission will be stable."

Su Cheng stammered a bit: "But...that's not necessary..."

Kong Shixing shook his head and interrupted him: "It's too dangerous to take this NPC with us. The dungeon monster downstairs is frantically looking for him. Being with him will only reduce our chances of survival."

Su Cheng's face was a little pale, he opened his mouth, but did not answer.

"The best way now is to go with him for the time being, wait until the gate of 408, let him in again, and see if he can help us find out more information and help us rule out some dangerous options.

If he really survives and can leave the fourth floor with us, we can still push him to the NPC downstairs to attract the attention of the old hag, and we take the opportunity to leave. "

Kong Shixing looked at Su Cheng:

"You have been with him for so long, you should have gained the trust of the NPC, right? In that case, you are responsible for getting the props and information out of him before the next full hour."

Kong Shixing seemed to see through Su Cheng's hesitation, he narrowed his eyes slightly:

"We are anchors, we are living people, and that's just an NPC, don't waste the opportunity to send it to you."

He put his hand on Su Cheng's shoulder, and persuaded him earnestly:

"On the way just now, one person in our team was sacrificed, and now there is a vacant position. After this dungeon is over, I will introduce you to our guild—our guild ranks third in points in the entire Nightmare, and is one of the best. It’s been a long time since the Great Guild has recruited newcomers, and you’ll get a wider network of contacts and richer resources after entering, so think about it.”

What the other party said was sincere, but Su Cheng didn't really want to continue this topic.

His gaze was erratic, and he switched the subject a little bluntly:

"You said... your team sacrificed one person?"

As he spoke, he looked aside.

In the hazy darkness, the NPC was standing in the distance, talking with two other anchors.

"Aren't there still three of you?"

Kong Shixing waved his hand indifferently: "A new one has been added later, but you don't need to worry about him, we have other uses for him."

Su Cheng half understood: "Is that so..."

the other side.

Wen Jianyan was chatting with the two anchors in front of him. Although his face was pale due to blood loss, it didn't affect his ability to speak well.

He looked at the two in front of him calmly.

One of them had obviously been instructed by the captain, and had been probing him vaguely, but every time he easily diverted him away, and he got out a lot of useful information instead.

And the other...

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on "Cheng Huaquan", and he frowned slightly involuntarily.

Although this person also followed the order, he didn't say a few words during the whole process. Instead, he kept his head down, with half of his pale face hidden in the darkness, looking cowardly and cowering.

but…

Wen Jianyan just had a vague premonition that something was wrong.

At this moment, the conversation between Su Cheng and Kong Shixing seemed to be over.

The two walked towards this direction together.

Wen Jianyan ended the conversation that had already been dominated by him, and walked up to meet him freely.

Behind him, "Cheng Huaquan" who had been lowering his head slowly raised his head, his pale face half hidden in the shadows turned towards Wen Jianyan's back.

On the door of the dormitory beside him, his face was lightly imprinted on the glass.

A huge distorted smile hung on the corner of his mouth, a pair of pure black eyes fixedly stared at the victim who had escaped from his hands, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth widened again.

Wen Jianyan felt a chill down his spine.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.

"Cheng Huaquan" lowered his head, looking the same as before.

Wen Jianyan frowned.

He has a natural instinct for danger.

For some reason, the anchor had a strange aura that made him instinctively feel creepy.

Kong Shixing's voice came from in front of him:

"Brother Wen, my friend told me everything about you just now."

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and looked at Kong Shixing who was standing in front of him.

With a smile on the face of the other party, he said very sincerely: "We will do our best to help you, and we will definitely help you find your sister, but before that, we may need to go back to 408 again."

Wen Jianyan pondered for a few seconds, then sighed slightly: "You are right, in this situation, it is the best choice to act together."

"But isn't there nothing in 408?"

Wen Jianyan asked pretending to be puzzled.

The expression on Kong Shixing's face was watertight: "Isn't that better?"

He glanced down and landed on Wen Jianyan's hand, the glaring blood made him twitch: "Your injury is..."

"I got it in the corridor."

Wen Jianyan moved his wrist, frowned and said, "But... I don't know what launched the attack, everything happened too fast."

He has a frank expression, even if he tells a lie, there is no trace.

Hearing the other party's description, Kong Shixing couldn't help becoming nervous: "Yes, is it?"

"But you don't have to worry."

The young man raised his eyes. Under the slender and thick eyelashes, a pair of light amber eyes were full of light. When he stared at a person intently, he always gave people a sincere and open illusion:

"If something happens again, I will do my best to protect your personal safety."

Kong Shixing smiled: "Thank you, Brother Wen."

After hearing what the other party said, Su Cheng's complexion became even worse. He stared at Wen Jianyan hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips tightly, and finally just moved away silently. With his head, the fingers hanging by his side slowly tightened.

Wen Jianyan pretended not to notice.

He didn't change his face, his eyes lightly passed over Kong Shixing's head.

Only Wen Jianyan and the audience in his live broadcast room could see that a red arrow was pointing straight at the top of Kong Shixing's head, and it was still shaking regularly, as if he was bouncing around and waving the flag.

I'm here!

Come see me!

789326qwk laughed like crazy in the live broadcast room.

"Grass, the special effect of this guiding hand is really too funny, I laugh every time I see it hahahahahaha!"

"I really didn't expect that the ordinary-level hidden props are on the opposite anchor..."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I just came back from the live broadcast room next door, where every step of the way has been planned, and I'm probably still complacent because of the anchor's hook."

"Unexpectedly, the purpose of being fooled by you is to deceive you better."

"Hahahahaha absolutely, the longest road I've traveled is the routine of this liar anchor!"

The young men stood at the back of the team, their handsome faces were hidden in the darkness, and their sharp features flashed between light and shadow, making their expressions unpredictable.

[The guiding hand has been activated, remaining inventory: 0]

It's good, now he's finally back in the territory he's familiar with.

Looking at the backs of several people not far away, a fleeting smile flashed across Wen Jianyan's light lips. The amber eyes were slightly squinted, the smile in the eyes was unpredictable, and the handsome appearance was somehow bewitching.

Ah, it was better for him to deal with people than to confront that weird phantom in that mirror.

after all…

His profession is a fraudster.

Deceiving people is his old profession.