Chapter 265

"Quick! Retreat!"

Qi Qian was the quickest to react, and said quickly, "An Xin, you support Wen Wen, everyone, get ready to receive the next customer!"

"Understood." An Xin nodded emphatically, supported Wen Jianyan, who was pale and hadn't recovered from his weakness, and walked towards the counter.

And the rest of the anchors quickly acted.

One of them quickly exchanged three plates of offerings and placed them on the table.

Tangerine Candy inserted the incense stick in his hand into the incense burner, lit it, and turned to wave to one of his teammates.

Even without words, the opponent knew his captain's order.

He cut his finger, dripped a drop of his own blood into the censer, and then dropped another drop into one of the offerings.

Since they have already figured out the relevant rules of this floor, unlike the passive beating last time, this time, they can make arrangements in advance—burning incense, arranging sacrifices, dripping blood, etc.

If a stick of incense can connect three lines, then the anchors can even directly drip the blood of three people into the incense burner and the three offerings, so that they can even have no contact with the "customer". Complete this transaction.

It's a pity that [Changsheng Building] obviously does not allow such a "shortcut."

They had tried it when they were the last customer, but it was clear that no matter how many sacrifices there were on the table, a stick of incense could only be connected to one thread at a time, and every time it was consumed, it would drop by a third.

In other words, if you don't want to kill one person directly, but choose to share the risk, you must divide it into three parts, and you can't do it all at once. You can only drop a drop of blood after the customer finishes eating once.

After all, the anchors here were born from life and death, and it took less than a minute to prepare for the first wave of attacks.

After all this was done, they quickly went back behind the counter.

There was a dead silence in the huge shop, only a stick of incense in the incense burner was still burning quietly.

The atmosphere is heavy and tense.

No one could have imagined that less than five minutes after seeing off a customer, the next one would have arrived. If the next attack was as high-intensity as this time and no breathing room was given, they might be killed soon. Will last to the limit.

After all, every time a customer is received, it is equivalent to three people losing their ability to move. The strength of their team will only decrease proportionally with the passage of time, and the more dangerous they will become.

However, in any case, the most important thing now is to deal with the customer who is about to enter the store.

"There shouldn't be much difference between this attack and the last one," Qi Qian said while replacing the lamp oil pan that was about to go out as quickly as possible, "We act the same as before, and we should be able to complete the task soon gone."

Tangerine Candy shrugged: "Then the division of labor will still be based on the first camp."

Zhang Yu and Wei Cheng nodded: "No problem."

The team holding the candle to lure the "customer" away for the first time is the most dangerous, because they still don't know how this "customer" will attack humans, so it can basically be regarded as trying with their lives. On one point, the camp of Tangerine Candy, Zhang Yu, and Jiaweicheng is basically the most perfect.

As long as you figure out the customer's attack pattern, the next two waves of teams will be much easier.

The risk borne by the anchor going to the direction of the incense burner is relatively small. Although he has to spend one-third of his vitality and enter a weak period where he cannot act temporarily, at least he does not need to contact the danger head-on.

Soon, the division of labor is completed.

All that remains is to wait for the "customer" to enter the store.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the closed store door, waiting for that moment to come.

the darkness fades from

Seeping through the cracks of the closed door, the sound of stiff footsteps getting closer and closer—"Ring bell!"

The glass door slid open to both sides, and the brass bell hanging on the door rang.

In the next second, the chaotic and cold air rushed into the shop, the wick of the oil lamp "chi chi" jumped, and the visibility began to decline slowly. Everything was the same as last time.

"Da da da…"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this time the footsteps are much slower than last time, like an old man who has been ill for a long time, walking forward slowly and stiffly.

Hearing the sound approaching, everyone's bodies tensed up.

The passage of time became extremely slow, and the anchors stood behind the counter, waiting anxiously.

Soon, the footsteps stopped at the location of the incense burner.

The store fell into dead silence again.

"Well!"

The teammate who had just dripped blood into the incense burner showed a painful expression, his face turned pale quickly, and he slid down against the wall little by little.

Wen Jianyan had long experience in this, so he helped him quickly so that he wouldn't fall too hard.

Apparently, the second "customer" started to enjoy it.

Everyone stared at the bright red light in the darkness, watching it slowly descend until it reached nearly one-third of the position.

Tangerine Candy briefly:

"Walk."

While customers are holding off for now, they're not prepared to wait that long this time around.

In this way, if the other party walks close to the counter this time, their storage and distribution of oil lamps may be difficult to sustain. Therefore, they must start to act before it has time to walk to the counter, but there is still a distance. It is also safer to choose a candle squad that attracts the attention of customers, and their lamp oil consumption will be less.

Zhang Yuweicheng and the two nodded, lit the red candle as quickly as possible, and the three of them left the counter together.

Watching the ominous red light moving away from the counter, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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It seems that this time the action has been on the right track.

Everything is under control.

Wen Jianyan stood in the light, lowered his head, tried to move his cold and stiff fingers, and then turned his head to look at the other "sacrifices" sitting on the ground behind him.

He could clearly feel that his state was much better than at the beginning, especially compared with the anchor who just became a sacrifice, the gap was particularly obvious.

This is a good thing.

This also means that as long as the victim does not die, the vitality can be gradually restored.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, since it is a sustainable resource, everything is easy to say.

As long as they allocate the order of consumption and pay attention to certain strategies, they should be able to avoid falling into a bad state where no one can act in the end.

Wen Jianyan raised his head, glanced at the oil lamp in front of him, and took a step forward without any trace.

The burning speed of the oil lamp increased slightly, and a warm warmth began to spread along the fingers.

Sure enough, the energy drinks sold in the system store are useless for their current "life force loss". This state is similar to the curse they encountered before, and only the props in this instance can alleviate it .

Finally, the length of incense dropped to two-thirds.

Then the footsteps sounded again

Next, just wait for it to chase the orange candy trio holding red candles, distance themselves from the incense burner, and the second anchor will be able to set off.

"Da da da…"

The sound of heavy and slow footsteps echoed, and it was very clear in the dark and silent huge shop.

At the same time, one of the team members picked up the off-white candle placed on the counter, and was ready to go to the incense burner immediately after the footsteps moved away.

but…

I don't know if it's because this "customer" walked too slowly, or if everyone's nervousness brought an illusion.

I always feel that the footsteps of this customer seem to have never gone away, but...

Walk straight towards the counter!

Wen Jianyan frowned, raised her eyes, and looked into the darkness in front of her.

With the recovery of body temperature, he could feel that his previous physical state of being unable to concentrate due to excessive weakness seemed to have eased, and many details that he hadn't realized just now appeared in his eyes.

first…

The darkness this time seemed not as thick as last time.

Although the light of the oil lamp was still suppressed and the visibility was also reduced, but, unlike last time, this time, the light of the oil lamp could not only completely cover the back of the counter, but even barely illuminate some open space in front of the counter.

Could it be that the "customer" this time is not as fierce as last time?

However, this idea was quickly rejected by Wen Jianyan.

If the ghost coin left by the last customer is red, then maybe it is true, but if the last customer left an ordinary gray-white coin, then there should be no simpler model .

more fierce?

It doesn't seem right...

When Wen Jianyan was deep in thought, nursery rhyme behind her suddenly raised a pale face, and said solemnly: "It's not an illusion, it really hasn't been lured away."

What?

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound—

In the darkness, the sound of too slow footsteps echoed. Although it was difficult to hear the specific direction, but...

Obviously, this time the customers did not seem to be walking away from the counter.

Footsteps were slowly approaching the counter step by step.

Tong Yao's face turned paler, and she coughed softly: "It, it's here."

"Cough, cough, cough."

A heavy cough sounded in the shop.

However, this voice is not from the nursery rhyme, it is hoarse and old, but from the darkness ahead.

"!"

Wen Jianyan was startled. He supported the counter with one hand, tried his best to support his heavy body, and turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.

Qi Qian and the others on the side also looked down, and their eyes became serious.

Obviously, they also remembered the voice.

In the stairwell from the second floor to the third floor, in order to save Zhang Yu, they lit red lamp oil, and the exact same cough sounded from the bottom of the stairs, and they walked towards them step by step.

And, more importantly, someone in the store had already lit a similar red candle that could attract "customers", but why didn't it change direction, instead, it walked straight towards the counter? !

Why doesn't lamp oil work?

Or, has something changed?

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