two hundred and thirty fifth

Inside the store.

"You, stay away from me."

After uttering these words word by word with difficulty, Wu Ya lowered his head slowly as if he had lost his strength, and then lost his voice.

"Hey, Wu Ya, Wu Ya!" The teammate at the side noticed something was wrong and called his name nervously.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

Wu Ya didn't answer.

He opened his two arms to both sides, each holding a pale and blue hand covered with corpse spots.

There was a dead silence in the shop.

Wu Ya's head was drooping, most of her face was deeply hidden in the shadows, her body stood stiffly upright, motionless, as if she had fallen asleep standing up.

"Chi Chi!"

It was welded to death in the oil lamp on the counter, and the wick, which was always burning calmly, suddenly jumped twice violently, and then began to burn violently!

In the dimly lit shop, the temperature around him seems to be dropping rapidly, and the cold and gloomy air invades the skin, making the whole body feel chilly.

Wu Ya lowered her head and took a slow step forward.

"Get ready, quickly retreat!"

The team members quickly distanced themselves from Wu Ya, while staring at him vigilantly, their nerves were tense, and they were always ready to respond.

is one step.

Wu Ya maintained a stiff posture with his hands open to both sides, and moved forward step by step, as if being dragged by some kind of terrifying existence, and walked forward numbly.

Every time he took a step forward, the light of the oil lamp became weaker. Even though the burning speed and intensity of the wick doubled, the entire shop was gradually dimmed.

Oh no.

The team members looked dignified, subconsciously retreating step by step.

The area of ​​the store is limited, and it is impossible for them to completely stay away from the cursed Wu Ya, but now, as the lights gradually dim, the range of activities will inevitably be reduced, and in the end, they will definitely be forced to get close to the oil lamp lights Covers the counter area.

...dead end.

"Da da…"

With his head lowered and motionless, Wu Ya's hands were drawn, stiff, and he walked forward dumbly. Although he was slow, he couldn't be stopped.

At the same time, in the room on the north side of the courtyard.

As the coffin cover fell to the ground with a bang, a stiff corpse sat up straight from the scarlet coffin, its face was covered with a white cloth, and Wu Ya's face was clearly painted on it.

Orange Tang looked at the corpse sitting up, lowered his head, stared at the worn-out doll in his hand, blinked, and showed a sudden expression:

"Is there not necessarily only one hidden item...?"

Without much hesitation, she purchased again and activated the second guiding hand.

In the next second, a new red arrow appeared in midair, jumping and jumping, pointing straight towards the coffin.

Tangerine Candy looked in the direction of the arrow, his eyes froze.

really!

On that coffin, there's a second hidden item!

Tangerine Candy sighed: "There is no other way, it seems that I can only "touch" that dead body one more time."

She moved her neck, as if ready to strike again.

Even though the coffin and the corpse in it looked so weird and terrifying, the expression on the girl's face didn't change much, as if nothing could scare her.

"You are here with me."

"!"

Wen Jianyan spoke hastily and stopped her.

Tangerine Tang paused and turned to look at it: "Huh?"

"Have you noticed these palm prints around?" Wen Jianyan said, "They didn't take the initiative to attack us, they just wandered around within the envelope of the oil lamp."

The two followed Wen Jianyan and pointed in the direction.

"Pa-ta-pa-ta-"

Dense green and black palms hovered around the light.

Those frightening marks emerged from the ground, walls, and ceiling, as if there were countless invisible horrors hovering near the oil lamp, eager to move in the surrounding darkness.

But, in contrast, oil lamps are able to illuminate areas much better.

Even though the wick squeaked and jumped violently, emitting a strong smell of burning corpse oil, only the three of them could really illuminate the place where they stood.

"I guess, these palm prints should not be able to enter the light." Wen Jianyan said, "So, if you leave the area around the oil lamp, you will definitely be attacked by those palms."

They were not too far away from the coffin, and with the dim light from the oil lamp, they could see the outline of the scarlet coffin in the darkness. Therefore, even if Tangerine Candy headed in that direction, it would not be judged as entering the darkness.

But that doesn't mean you won't die.

If the world in the painting on the third floor is similar to the world in the mirror on the second floor, then these seemingly harmless hand prints will be as terrifying as those rotten heads.

【Prosperity Building】In this copy, there is a curse of mortal death, and this curse is so terrifying that no props can stop it.

When they were on the second floor, they experienced this for themselves.

Therefore, at this level, Wen Jianyan was not prepared to take any risks to prove that this curse could reach a terrifying level.

"Don't do it alone, the three of us will go together with the lights,"

He squinted his eyes, carefully watched the palm prints lingering outside the light, showing a rare dignified expression, and his original gentle voice was full of unquestionable conviction, "Don't leave the range of the oil lamp."

Tangerine Candy raised her eyes and glanced at Wen Jianyan in surprise, but she still nodded and agreed with his proposal:

",Listen to you."

Listen to advice, have a full meal.

There is no simple thing for the anchor to be able to live in this advanced dungeon. Although there is no reason for the orange candy, and there is no reason for Dao Wen Jianyan to know how many clues she has not grasped, but she knows that it can make a "Lu 』It must not be easy to show such a cautious expression.

Although orange candy is usually very willful, at these critical moments, it is also very important.

Holding the violently beating oil lamp, the three walked quickly towards the coffin.

"Pa-ta-pa-ta-"

The sound of the palm wandering became more and more urgent, the light was compressed, and the visibility became even lower.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Wen Jianyan always felt that not far away, the head of the corpse sitting in the coffin seemed to be moving slowly with their steps, as if it was "watching" them move.

It's getting closer.

Wen Jianyan heard her heartbeat gradually increasing, pounding against her chest, and cold sweat oozes from her palms.

The dim light of the oil lamp flickered slightly. It landed on the canvas that covered the face of the corpse.

It was indeed Wu Ya's face, but the expression on that face did not belong to the class.

The corners of his mouth were turned up, revealing a strange smile, the arc was very familiar to Wen Jianyan, almost exactly the same as the red-clothed female corpse on the second floor, exactly.

Seeing that smile without any emotion, just pure horror, Wen Jianyan's back felt cold, and the hairs stood on end in an instant!

"Cluck, cluck."

The stiff corpse that had been sitting motionless in the coffin all this time suddenly began to move slowly.

Amidst the rattling and rubbing of bones, it stood up little by little, stepped out of the coffin, and greeted them step by step!

The red "red" symbol of the guiding hand danced on its head, pointing straight down, moving as the corpse moved.

Obviously, the key item that is the source of the curse is carried on the corpse.

To obtain it, one must come into close contact with the corpse.

Wen Jianyan couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle, but he still forced his eyes to fixate on the corpse in front of him and the coffin not far away, trying to find some clues.

Suddenly, his gaze paused and landed on the side of the coffin.

Wen Jianyan was startled.

Just now when he was standing in the distance, he could only see the end of the coffin. As he got closer, the angle changed, and he could see the side of the coffin clearly for the first time.

On the side of the scarlet blood wooden coffin, there was a blue and black handprint printed squarely.

In fact, after Tangerine Candy left the vicinity of the coffin, those handprints that had climbed densely on the coffin gradually disappeared. Now, the surface of the coffin has returned to its original smoothness, which is as flawless as sticky blood. Therefore, the coffin board The green and black handprint on the side looked even more dazzling.

"It's almost there," Orange Tang suddenly said, and Wen Jianyan pulled his attention back.

She visually measured the distance between Shi and San, and said in a low voice, "Keep going at this speed, count down to five seconds, and I'll do it."

five, four.

There are only a few steps between the corpses and them.

three.

Tangerine Candy arched her back slightly, her eyes fixed on the corpse not far away, her eyes sparkling.

two.

The corpse strode forward stiffly, with a white cloth hanging on its face shaking slightly as it walked, and in the next second it would walk into the area covered by the oil lamp.

one!

Tangerine Tang slammed on the ground, and rushed straight forward neatly, her delicate figure was agile and fast, bringing a gust of wind.

The pattering sound of the palm prints around them could be regarded as frenzied reverberating around them, as if they were about to stop them, but they were afraid of the surrounding oil lamps and could only spin crazily outside.

I don't know what method Tangerine Candy used, but the corpse didn't attack her, but stood straight in place, motionless, allowing her to rummage through herself.

Can!

Maybe it will be a success this time!

Wen Jianyan held her breath subconsciously, staring at the scene in front of her, her back unconsciously covered with cold sweat.

"No, team!" Acropolis seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and shouted anxiously: "Come back!"

The moment his voice fell, Tangerine Tang froze. She raised her head and glanced at the corpse in front of her. Her pupils shrank suddenly as if she had seen some extremely terrifying scene.

On the oil painting canvas covered with the face of the corpse, the face that originally belonged to Wu Ya is slowly being changed, and the facial features are distorted and changed, gradually becoming more and more like...

She herself.

Tangerine Candy took a breath and backed away without hesitation: "Withdraw!!"

San turned around and ran without hesitation, distanced himself from the stiff advancing corpse, and stopped a few meters away.

Sweat dripped from Orange Tang's forehead, staring at the corpse not far away.

As the distance increased, the face on the canvas stopped changing, and that eerie smiling face, like the facial features of a grown man and a girl were spliced ​​and fused by AI, looked even more terrifying under the flickering lights.

"Acropolis, what did you suffer just now?" Tangerine Candy.

Acropolis also turned pale: "I received it, your face was taken away, and then you fell down and died."

Wen Jianyan glanced at the Acropolis.

This person should be a psychic in this team. However, although the essence is similar, he is not the same as the nursery rhyme talent.

Combining Acropolis’ previous performance in the store and entering the world in the painting, it can be seen that Acropolis is not much different from ordinary anchors whether it is in the excavation of supernatural objects or in responding to the existence of terror. However, just now, Orange When Tang was threatened with death, Acropolis was able to discover it immediately and spoke out to stop it.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan guessed that the talent of Acropolis is likely to be "death". However, this kind of talent is not something that can be activated on its own initiative, but will be responded to at the moment of death.

but…

Wen Jianyan thought of what Weicheng had just said.

Has the face been taken away?

"Then," Wen Jianyan blinked, and said, "The source of the curse is most likely the canvas that covered the corpse's face."

"Very likely," Tangerine Candy nodded approvingly, "I've searched it all over, and there aren't any hidden props. The only thing I haven't touched is its face."

"Team, let me go." Weicheng said, "If the face-taking process can be inherited, then it will be very dangerous for you to leave the team. If I talk to you, you should be able to buy some time."

This inference is well-founded, but Tangerine Candy frowned.

Acropolis: "Team, don't worry, I'll hold on for two or three seconds, and I still have the strength to take the canvas from its face,"

After struggling for a few seconds, Tangerine Tang scratched her hair and said discouragedly:

"All right."

After discussing the next battle plan, Tangerine Tang turned his head, only to see that Wen Jianyan seemed to be in a daze.

The girl turned sideways to Er, looking steadily towards the direction of the coffin, not knowing what she was thinking about, her fair side face was illuminated by the light of the jumping oil lamp, which seemed a little far away and unpredictable.

Tangerine Candy: "Hey, what are you looking at?"

Wen Jianyan came back to his senses: "No, it's nothing."

"Don't be in a daze," Tangerine Tang turned his head, looked at the stiff corpse not far away again, and took a deep breath, "Get ready, we are going to go."

"Cluck, cluck."

Accompanied by the strange sound of bones rubbing against each other, the corpse whose face was covered by the canvas walked towards them step by step with stiff steps.

Under the dim light, the figure looked particularly oppressive.

In the air, the stench of rotting corpses became more intense, making it almost nauseating.

"Walk!"

Tangerine Tang gave an order, and San took another step forward, rushing straight towards the corpse.

This time, Acropolis rushed to the forefront, reaching straight to catch the corpse whose face was covered with oil paintings!

A layer of golden gleam faintly appeared on the palm of the hand hanging in the air. It was obvious that the Acropolis had activated some props to ensure that during this period of close contact, he would not die suddenly.

It only takes five seconds, no, three seconds at most, and the whole process can be completed.

The goal is clear, the movements are concise, and the cooperation is tacit. As long as there is no accident, the corpse's face is covered with oil canvas, and it can be captured by Weicheng!

Get the source of the curse and everything will end!

However, before Acropolis' fingertips touched the canvas of the corpse's face, they were stuck just millimeters away.

"...!"

Weicheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a sharp breath.

On his floating wrist, a blue-black palm print appeared without warning, as if something was holding his wrist tightly.

Immediately afterwards, a second palm emerged, one left and one right, firmly pinching Aocheng's arm, and then—

Just hearing a "click", the arm of the Acropolis twisted in a strange shape, as if it had been broken abruptly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah-"

Acropolis let out a scream.

not good!

Tangerine Tang stopped breathing and subconsciously prepared to step forward, but Acropolis let out a sharp scream:

"Team, you can't pass!"

Under the influence of his talent, he can receive the orange candy that has already taken away part of his face. As long as he tries to **** this cloth again, he will definitely die.

"!"

Tangerine Candy stopped her pace abruptly.

In an instant, icy corpse spots emerged on the skin of the Acropolis, and the color and temperature were fading from his fingertips.

"In this case, then me."

A girl's voice rang in her ears.

Tangerine Tang was startled, showing a look of astonishment, and subconsciously turned her head to look.

"No, to be precise, I need you too."

Wen Jianyan lowered his head, looked at Tangerine Candy, and spoke very fast:

"Trust me once."

"Hand in hand with the corpse, hurry up!"

The corpse in front of him was stiff and cold, exuding a strong corpse odor, and his face was covered with an ominous canvas, which looked extremely terrifying.

This made Wen Jianyan's proposal at this moment even crazier, it was tantamount to "suicide"!

Under the weak light, those amber eyes lost all the gentle pretense and became bright, sharp, and firm, as if they contained strong confidence, which could not be questioned.

"..."

Tangerine Candy gritted her teeth: "You better do it with confidence! Otherwise, I will make you regret it!"

"Of course."

Obviously it was such a tense and crisis situation, but Wen Jianyan suddenly frowned and showed a faint smile:

"Otherwise how dare I."

"Listen to my instructions, 3, 2, 1!"

The moment the word "one" landed, Wen Jianyan and Tangerine Tang stepped forward at the same time, and grabbed the corpse's hands from left to right.

For a moment, the air seemed to stop flowing.

An extremely cold feeling spread from the position where he was holding hands with the corpse, and spread up his arms, almost giving him the illusion of falling into an ice cellar.

After being stopped by the two, the next second, the corpse that had been walking forward all the time suddenly stopped, like a log, and stood upright in the same place.

At the same time, in the store.

The lights were suppressed to the limit, and the team members were "forced" near the counter. There was a narrow space behind them, and there was almost no way for them to retreat.

Pulled by two black shadows on one left and one on the right, Wu Ya was still moving forward slowly.

Suddenly, without warning, he stopped in his tracks.

Wu Ya lowered her head, and stood completely still on the same spot, motionless, maintaining this stiff posture, but for some reason, she stopped moving forward.

The teammates stared in surprise at Wu Ya not far away, and the two terrifying shadows beside him.

what happened?

Why did it stop suddenly?

Under the faint light, on the palm of his hand in front of his eyes, he was firmly pulling two blue-black hands, which were connected with two gradually clear black shadows.

Three standing there, watching from afar...

It is almost exactly the same as that in the painting.

The moment the corpse stopped, Wen Jian said that he was right.

First of all, in the copy of [Prosperity Building], "posture" is meaningful.

Make the same combing action as the female corpse in red, and through the medium, you can enter the mirror, and do the same action as the shadow in the painting, and you can also enter the painting through the medium.

The red-clothed female corpse faces the mirror with its back, otherwise it will fall into silence under the influence of its own sight.

So, why did San Daoying keep holding hands with each other?

As for the layout of the courtyard, Wen Jianyan was inspired.

It is square and square, with dead wood in it.

"Sleepy".

Based on past experience, Wen Jianyan can basically conclude that no matter mirrors or paintings, the purpose of these things is the same.

Seal, or rather, imprison.

"Sleepy".

It's not that you want to get trapped in it by mistake, but on the contrary, you want some kind of horror to be imprisoned in this world.

The second one for Wen Jianyan was the handprint on the side of the coffin.

One left and one right are the size of a child's palm.

In other words, when the corpse was lying in the coffin, it was also holding hands with the other two shadows.

Just like in the painting.

The three shadows held hands and remained motionless, maintaining dead silence.

Until this balance is broken by "customers".

So, after the balance was broken, the two shadows who were being led started to enter the real world, and the shadow corpses that lost their hands started to move.

Wen Jianyan had no doubts that Guozi raised his hand just now to get the canvas on the corpse's face, and he would end up in the same fate as Weicheng.

This is inevitable.

As long as you get close to the source of the curse, you will encounter strong resistance.

This resistance is not aimed at any single one, but scoped. Wen Jianyan said that if he started directly at that time, he would only send himself in.

There is only one way to bring the gradually awakening corpse back to death.

That is, to recreate the balance.

That's exactly what Wen Jianyan and Orange Tang are doing now.

Acropolis lowered his head, and was shocked to find that the bluish-black handprint on his arm was slowly fading away, and his skin color was also returning to normal.

"Hurry up, what are you still doing?"

Wen Jianyan's complexion was very bad, and Bai seemed to have lost his blood. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Take the canvas!"

After all, it is not a corpse, so it cannot bear this curse forever.

Holding hands like this, it will be temporary to stop the corpse, and they will also be cursed, which will cost a lot, but in just a few seconds, Wen Jianyan had the illusion that half of his body was frozen, as if half of his feet were frozen. Stepping into the coffin, he felt the same way as when he was almost killed by the radio when he went up the stairs.

Acropolis reacted suddenly.

The strength that blocked the automatic movement had disappeared, he endured the pain, raised his hand violently, and grabbed the canvas on the face of the corpse!

The moment he touched the canvas, Weicheng suddenly heard a familiar system prompt.

【Ding! Congratulations to the streamer for obtaining the hidden props in the dungeon (difficult)! 】

[Collect degree 1/? 】

After the canvas was torn off, everything fell into dead silence.

The oil lamp finally stopped beating violently, and resumed its original burning rate, emitting a faint yellow light, illuminating Kong Kongye's north room.

The sound of pattering palm prints around disappeared, and the corpse, like a lost marionette, fell downward with a bang.

"..."

In the darkness, three panting sounds echoed in shock.

"...successful."

Wei Cheng said in a daze, he did not expect that this crazy plan would actually succeed.

He turned his head to look at Wen Jianyan, his eyes filled with inquiring in astonishment: "Are you really a prophet?"

"Of course." Wen Jianyan replied.

Under the dim light, the girl's figure was slender and fragile, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with sweat. She raised her shining eyes, and suddenly smiled slightly:

"Otherwise, how dare I let you do this?"

certainly.

He lied.

The kind that doesn't change face.

.