Chapter 270

[Changsheng Building] In the live broadcast hall, all the audience held their breath and waited anxiously.

The screen was pitch black, and the countdown was frozen at 00:00:01, which had not changed for a long time, and the emotions of the audience were tense to the extreme.

What on earth happened

Why does the countdown stop at the last moment? Have the anchors’ ultimate mainline missions been completed?

Countless questions were backlogged together, and whispers were brewing in the huge hall.

Suddenly! Without warning, the screen lights up again! The signals of the three live broadcast rooms are restored at the same time.

Familiar images appeared in front of everyone...the courtyard shrouded in scarlet light, countless pale and strange paper figurines, and three senior anchors guarding the entrance of the courtyard. On the top of the live broadcast room, the countdown to the ultimate main mission is displayed.

00:03:35

"!"

The audience waiting in the live broadcast room showed shocked expressions.

"what happened"

"Didn't there be a few seconds left just now? Why did the time suddenly increase to three minutes and there are still odds and ends?"

"I do not know!"

"Is the system malfunctioning again?"

"Or temporarily increased the duration of the ultimate mission... It shouldn't be, there is no precedent for this in Nightmare!"

In the courtyard, Qi Qian and the others also looked horrified.

They looked at each other with shocked and dazed expressions, as if they didn't understand, obviously the time limit for the ultimate main mission just now had reached the last few seconds, they were all in despair and ready to accept death, but, unexpectedly Yes, as the eyes go dark...

When they regained consciousness, they actually returned to the courtyard again. Not only did he not die, but the remaining time was increased!

how so

This is, Tangerine Candy's voice pulled them back from the shock.

"Wen Wen?"

She stared closely at the place where Wen Jianyan had just disappeared into the pile of paper figurines, her brows were furrowed, and her voice was cold and deep, "She's gone."

Everyone was taken aback, subconsciously looking in the direction of Orange Tang's line of sight.

It was empty and there was no one there.

That is to say...

Among the four of them, only three returned to the courtyard.

So where is the last one left

[Changsheng Building] In the live broadcast hall, the audience suddenly realized.

"Oh right! Where's Wen Jianyan!"

"Yeah, there are four live broadcast rooms in total, and the live broadcast room where he is the only one still has a black screen... What's going on?"

"Is it dead already?"

"No way, if he dies, the live broadcast room should directly prompt that the connection is disconnected, and I remember that he had already disconnected the signal before the countdown ended, which is different from other anchors like Ping."

While the audience is discussing...

Suddenly, in the live broadcast room of the dry discussion center, the screen that was always black slowly lit up slowly.

"Wen Jianyan is online!!!"

The sudden launch ignited the emotions of the audience. During the foggy time, the number of online users who had just been gradually declining began to soar again. With strong curiosity and desire to explore, the audience flocked to Wen Jianyan's live broadcast room.

However, to everyone's surprise, the picture displayed on the screen was not in the center of the courtyard, but in the dark wedding room. It looks like a room on the west side.

The cold red light flowed in from outside the window, illuminating the darkness.

Standing in front of the dusty red wooden bed, Wen Jianyan lowered his head slightly, Ling's hair covered his eyes, and he looked at the cabinet beside him, seeming to be a little out of breath.

The long red sleeves hang down, covering the slender white fingers.

His fingers were slightly curled up, his fingertips were a little convulsed due to excessive force, and he trembled from time to time...but they were surprisingly clean, as if they had been carefully cleaned.

He took a deep breath and raised his eyes. Under the silver eyelashes, there was a little water in his eyes, but the expression in his eyes was only prudent and dignified.

""

Almost as soon as he returned to the dungeon, Wen Jianyan immediately diverted his attention from what happened between himself and Wu Zhu just now.

He knew full well that now was not the time to think about it.

Because he has more important things to do.

Wen Jianyan still remembers that before he entered the "marriage room", the time limit for the ultimate main mission was running out, but, for some reason, when he just opened the live broadcast platform to confirm, he found that The time has become close to four minutes... Although it is still very urgent, it is much better than before.

Wen Jianyan didn't think it was done by Wu Zhu.

He knew that the other party was indifferent to other human beings except himself, and was willing to send him back, which was already the biggest concession he could make under the effect of lies, and it was absolutely impossible to take the initiative to extend the time limit for completing the task Nightmare? It's possible. After all, in the current confrontation, Wu Zhu gradually gained the upper hand. It would be fine if he was killed by the dungeon. However, Wen Jianyan was obliterated because he did not complete the task within the time limit. I feel that Nightmare will let this kind of thing happen—after all, there are still profits on his body.

However, his other teammates don't have this value, the Dream Demon is so easy to talk to, and put such water on them?

In just a few seconds, several successive questions emerged in his mind, and were quickly rejected.

However, Wen Jianyan didn't want to waste time here, so he gathered his thoughts and strode towards the door.

Whatever the reason, his top priority is still to break the situation.

To accomplish this, you must meet up with your teammates.

"Squeak!"

The old and loose door in front of him was pushed open by Wen Jianyan, and it opened heavily to both sides. The loud noise that followed pierced the dead silence and echoed throughout the courtyard, instantly attracting everyone's attention force.

The eyes of the other three people all fell on him.

For a moment, the air was dead silent.

"!!!"

""

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The expressions on the faces of the three were brilliant, shocking, appalling, dazed, unbelievable, and even a little bit of unspeakably strong and complicated emotions.

It's true that my arrival was very unexpected, but why do these people look at me with this kind of eyes——

"you-"

Wen Jianyan opened his mouth and uttered a familiar voice.

He stopped the car abruptly.

""

Wait a moment.

Wen Jianyan quickly lowered his head and glanced at himself.

ah.

The two crooked doors of the room on the west side were pushed open from the inside out, swinging back and forth under the undissipated force. A silver-haired young man stood inside the door. The neckline of the Xipao seemed to have not been tidied up in time, and it was messily opened wide, revealing the white shoulders and neck, the sharp collarbone, and most of the flat and firm chest.

No matter in terms of appearance or figure, he is definitely a man who is completely fake.

The strange red light in the courtyard shone on his face, reflecting his clear facial features and familiar amber eyes.

Although the face and temperament are very different from the image in memory, but you can still see a little familiar outline and expression, which is almost the same as that slender and shy girl Wen Wen. It's almost like it was carved out of a mold.

Of course, regardless of gender.

""

""

The pupils of the people in front of them trembled, and their expressions were slightly distorted, as if they were shocked by some terrible fact that they had never imagined before. For a moment, Ji Ping forgot where he was now.

""

Only Su Cheng turned his head silently, raised his hand and wiped his face.

Wen Jianyan: "."

Oh shit.

He ran out of the room on the west side in such a hurry that he forgot about it.

However, this cannot be blamed on him.

Every time he returned from Wu Zhu to the dungeon controlled by the succubus, the system in the live broadcast room could always make up his appearance in time, but for some reason, it failed this time—Wen Jianyan guessed, This is probably related to the "imprint" that Wu Zhu said before.

Obviously, the imprint branded on him in the Nightmare live broadcast room is gradually being replaced by Wu Zhu's imprint, so this time, after he returned to the instance, his appearance did not take effect immediately, but with his original appearance Appeared in front of everyone.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Hahahahaha!"

"hahahahahahahaha!!!"

"I can't do it anymore, I want to die from laughing, the expressions of the two captains on the opposite side are too funny! It's more like seeing a ghost than seeing a ghost!"

"Unexpectedly, the pure and weak girl in your eyes is actually Wen Jianyan, an adult man who is 1.8 meters tall!"

"I can't do it, I have to copy a screen recording when I go back! Hahahahahaha!"

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Wen Jianyan's stupefied only lasted a second.

He adjusted himself almost immediately, and then walked straight over, with a frank and natural expression on his face, without the slightest bit of shame after being exposed, as if he had entered the dungeon in this form from the beginning.

— and even had time to kick back.

"Hey, don't be in a daze, we are running out of time now."

Qi Qian: ""

Su Cheng: ""

Tangerine Candy: ""

No, does this person have any sense of shame!

Although they were stunned by Wen Jianyan's shamelessness, everyone knew that the other party was right.

I am extremely pressed for time now.

— There are less than three minutes left until the end of the ultimate mainline mission.

In this case, it doesn't matter whether one's teammates are male or female. The important thing is to break the deadlock and survive from this terrifying courtyard.

Tangerine Candy turned her head and looked at Wen Jianyan: "You got the urn, what's in it?"

"There aren't many clues." Wen Jianyan shook her head and said.

He doesn't have much time to explain in detail now, he can only simply inform the other party of the conclusion he has drawn.

He opened his mouth and was about to continue, but was interrupted by a voice not far away.

Not far away, as the burning paper ash was blown away, the friction sound of "chacha" sounded again, and the paper figurines with pale faces surrounded them again, their movements were stiff, their lips and cheeks were under the red light It was as red as blood.

""Wen Jianyan frowned suddenly.

He suddenly realized something.

Those paper figurines that Qi Qian used props to ignite and force them back had just finished burning, and the ground...

Wen Jianyan's gaze swept down, and he easily caught several pitch-black bone jars rolling around. Compared with before he rushed over, there were quite a few of them!

That is to say—

He froze.

It's not that the time for the ultimate main quest has been extended...it's that their time has been set back three minutes!

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on Tangerine Tang, with a dazed expression on his face.

I don't know if it's an illusion... I always feel that the other party seems to be a little shorter than before, and the already too young face is extraordinarily pale at the moment, and under the blood-red light, it looks even more immature.

Seems to have shrunk in age.

In an instant, the details that had never been noticed before were instantly connected together at this moment.

In the first painting on the third floor, Tangerine Candy suffered the same "curse that only red lamp oil can disperse" like him, but in the shop on the fourth floor, the other party didn't have the slightest understanding of the function of "red lamp oil" , Wen Jianyan still remembered that he glanced down at that time and clearly saw Tangerine Candy's palm that had not been eroded by the slightest curse.

Obviously, Tangerine Tang didn't know the function of the red lamp oil, but the curse on her body disappeared.

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Why

and just now

Wen Jianyan clearly remembered that when he rushed towards the ashes urn, Tangerine Candy stopped Su Cheng—it was not out of protection, after all, at the time of life and death, the difference between a few seconds was not very big. She was preventing Su Cheng from blocking him from getting clues.

In the last tens of seconds just now, Tangerine Candy was always the calmest of all... Maybe it was because she had a backup, an emergency plan that only existed at the last moment.

talent.

"So, you didn't get any leads"

Tangerine Tang frowned, with a particularly heavy and solemn look on his face.

"No, not exactly," Wen Jianyan was awakened by the other party's voice, and immediately came back to his senses. He took a last deep look at the little girl in front of him who was only up to his waist, and said, "I have another idea. "Speaking, he turned his head to look at Su Cheng:

"Your talent."

Su Cheng was startled, and his face immediately became serious: "A few pictures"

"One piece."

Su Cheng's movements were quick: "...the **** of death is against you."

Wen Jianyan doesn't know much about Tarot, but after so many dungeons with Su Cheng, he also understands the meaning of a lot of Tarot cards. Even without Su Cheng's explanation, he knows that this card represents wearing what

Live from death?

In the copy of [Changsheng Building], this card seems to be very appropriate.

Here, the door of life and the door of death are always interdependent.

Su Cheng stared at the card in front of him and frowned: "...in the south."

As his talent level increased, his perception of card appearances also increased. In addition to the superficial guidance, he could also vaguely feel more hidden messages.

"But, it's not right..."

Whether it is the east, west, or north, the location of the card surface guidance, there are reasons and basis.

Because each room has its own internal logic, the east room is the altar, the north room is the core, and the west room is the safety, only the south side has nothing but a closed wooden door.

Could it be that…

His card wants them to get out of here

But there was that terrifying red-clothed female corpse guarding outside. If they were to face off against it, the four of them alone would have almost no chance of winning!

However, the strange thing is that Wen Jianyan's face was very calm, as if he didn't have the slightest doubt about the result, but seemed to... suddenly.

It seemed as if the tide had dissipated in front of my eyes, revealing a dark and wet river beach with strange rocks.

He lowered his head and glanced at the scarlet wedding dress he was wearing.

Then, Wen Jianyan raised his head, and his eyes fell on the closed door behind him.

No one knows what is going on in his mind at the moment.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath slowly, as if she had made up her mind, and said:

open the door.

"What!"

Qi Qian showed a horrified expression, turned to look at Wen Jianyan: "Open the door, you are crazy"

There have been many confrontations between the red-clothed female corpse outside the door and them, and every time it was bad or bad. If his talent hadn't taken effect, Qi Qian might have fought it for the first time.

If the female corpse in red was put into this limited courtyard, they would face multiple pincer attacks from it and paper figurines. Under the superimposed terrifying effect, it would only make their low hopes of survival become worse. more minuscule.

— There are two minutes left before the end of the ultimate mainline copy.

Unexpectedly, the other party said calmly:

"I don't."

“This is a mutual decision between me and the prophet.”

Wen Jianyan stared at Qi Qian firmly, the amber eyes were shrouded in a light red mist, but the light in the depths of the eyes was solid and firm, with a tough attitude that could not be rejected.

It was obviously a strange face, but Qi Qian saw the "Wen Wen" expression again.

Sensible, calm, arrogant, and most of all…

Never go wrong.

"That's what you hired us for, isn't it—we're the strongest."

00:01:36

But this time, there was no second orange candy to win the next three minutes for them.

It must be completely over this time.

Obviously... the reason is very clear, if they follow Wen Jianyan's words, what awaits them next may be unimaginable horror, but, inexplicably, Bu Qian feels that he has been persuaded, and he nodded:

"…All right."

"After opening the door?" Tangerine Tang clenched the long knife in his hand, the blood on it has almost completely covered the blade, and it will probably only be the last time before it will completely fail, "Is it right from the front?"

"No."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and looked towards the closed wooden door in front of him.

He knew that behind the wooden door stood a stiff and terrifying corpse of a woman in red.

Although there was still a door between them, even so, Wen Jianyan could still clearly feel that the cold aura coming from it was a horror far beyond his imagination. Can't confront it head-on, can't confront it head-on.

perhaps

There is no need for confrontation.

"We'll wait," he said.

"Wait" Now, everyone was shocked.

They really didn't expect that Wen Jianyan would make such a proposal in the end and do nothing, open the door of the courtyard and let the corpse of the woman in red come in? This is tantamount to suicide!

"Yes," Wen Jianyan didn't explain anymore.

He raised his hand and slowly pressed on the wooden door on one side, "Are you ready?"

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Qi Qian and the others looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and seemed to have made up their minds. "Um."

Several people raised their hands and pressed on the wooden door, gathered themselves together, and then exerted force with their hands!

"Squeak—"

The ear-piercing sound of the turning of the door shaft resounded, echoing in the dark night, like a signal for death, scratching people's eardrums.

From the very beginning, the wooden door, which had been blocked by the three of them, opened to both sides without warning.

Outside the door was the bottomless darkness, and the corpse of a woman in red standing stiffly in place.

It stood straight outside the door, the wedding dress on its body was as red as blood, the lower half of its pale face, the corners of its mouth curled up strangely, and the hands smeared with scarlet Kodan hung down on both sides of its body, covered with corpse spots.

Almost at the same time, the temperature in the air plummeted.

The door opened.

The female corpse in red slowly raised her feet and walked towards the door.

"Close your eyes!"

Wen Jianyan said with a suppressed voice.

Everyone knew how terrifying the "gaze" of the female corpse in red was, and they all closed their eyes in unison without Wen Jianyan's reminder.

"clatter.

The scarlet embroidered shoes fell to the ground.

The moment the female corpse in red stepped into the courtyard, everything was quiet.

The "chacha" sound of the paper figurine's actions completely disappeared, as if it had once again become a dead ornament.

At the same time, the system's inorganic broadcast sound mixed with current interference came from my ears:

"Ding!...Zizi...Plot offset: 50...Zizi"

"clatter."

Another step.

"Ding! Plot... sizzle... Offset: 55..."

Wen Jianyan's eyes were closed tightly, and the eyeballs rolled restlessly under the thin eyelids.

he can feel...

The female corpse in red is approaching.

one step, two steps, three steps

Every time you take a step forward, the plot offset will jump forward by a number.

"Ding! Plot offset: 60...Zi"

Although her eyes were closed, Wen Jianyan knew that it was right in front of her.

The temperature around him was dropping rapidly, and the cold wind with the smell of corpses was blowing towards his face. With the sound of approaching footsteps, his heart was beating wildly.

"clatter."

The female corpse in red took another step forward.

Rigid, rigid, and precisely spaced.

Corpses passed by the living.

Hearing the footsteps of the female corpse in red and continuing to walk forward, Wen Jianyan carefully opened her eyelids and looked at the teammates not far away. The others stood upright, their faces were pale and bleeding, and their foreheads were covered with cold sweat. Obviously, like him, he was under strong psychological pressure. "Walk."

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth and forced out a short and broken syllable from between her teeth.

"Back, go outside the door."

The three of them retreated carefully, restraining their urge to look back, and hurried to the gate of the courtyard with the fastest speed.

It was pitch black outside the door, and there was no way out.

— There are still 30 seconds left before the end of the ultimate mainline mission.

Wen Jianyan held onto the cold and rough wooden door frame with one hand, closed her eyes forcefully, as if making up her mind, turned her head, and looked behind slowly.

"Ding! Plot offset: 85 zips"

The sound of the system became more indistinct.

The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes little by little, and looked into the courtyard in front of him.

The gate of the courtyard was open, and the courtyard was scarlet.

Under the festive and mournful light, the female corpse in the red wedding dress walked towards the main hall on the north side step by step. On both sides of it, there were countless paper figurines, with curved and stiff faces on their faces. Smiling strangely, they all made way for the female corpse.

What kind of copy is [Changsheng Building]?

It's a huge cemetery.

It is an unsolvable dilemma.

One floor, two floors, three floors, four floors.

What is the purpose

—It is to let the dead body sleep peacefully and the ghosts rest.

Repair the corpses of the "customers" wandering in the prosperous building, offer sacrifices, and let them sleep forever.

It is a complete closed loop, a precision machine.

The non-existent fifth floor is the most core floor in the entire dungeon. Here, the most terrifying corpse and the most ferocious ghost are sleeping.

It is the core of the entire dungeon, and the source of power for the operation of the entire building.

However, it was divided, weakened, and finally sealed on the second floor of the building, never leaving the mirror, and never being able to restore [Changsheng Building] to its integrity.

This dungeon itself may even [Nightmare Live]] be ancient.

That roster is so long that it goes back to the other side of history.

From the beginning to the end, the incomplete [Changsheng Building] is looking for the "bride".

That's why Wen Jianyan, who was holding a red hijab, fell into the paper sedan chair and was carried to the fifth floor as a new bride. Although he was stopped, he became an official "candidate".

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Because of this, just now, his name appeared on the thick roster, so only he can pull out the brass knife, and he will be chased and intercepted by the paper figurines in a targeted manner.

"Drama...Zizi...Love offset...Zizi: 95"

The back of the female corpse in red was submerged in the red light of the north room.

Under the ominous and terrifying halo, Wen Jianyan could vaguely see that it stepped into the coffin stiffly and slowly, and stood firmly in the hall.

The moment it stood in the coffin, a familiar system sound sounded in its ears:

"Ding! Plot... sizzle... Offset: 100..."

really.

Wen Jianyan subconsciously held her breath.

His guess was confirmed.

What is the "Ultimate Main Mission" In fact, the "Ultimate Main Mission" is just a generalization, sometimes it has specific mission content, sometimes it doesn't, but no matter what, its essence is [close the instance permanently].

Changsheng Building is a disturbed machine.

Its core—that is, the red-clothed female corpse was divided into pieces and sealed in different places in the building, making it unable to operate on its own. In order to make it function again as a copy, a fragment of Wu Candle became a substitute.

How to permanently close the copy?

Let the female corpse retrieve her fragments and return to the core fifth floor.

[Changsheng Building] has been complete since then, and has returned to the original and most primitive closed loop.

Or... it will also break away from Nightmare's control and operate independently.

besides-

Another question was also answered.

Why is the female corpse in red on the fifth floor the most vicious in the entire instance?

That overwhelming feeling that makes people unable to resist and can only feel strong fear is unique in the entire dungeon and cannot be replicated. Even if Wen Jianyan is not a psychic medium, he can still feel that this female corpse is so shocking. People are terrified and absolutely unable to confront the horror head-on.

But...it's different from other customers.

Why

All other customers are guided by the copy, walking up unconsciously.

Attracted by lights, manipulated, whether to attack or not, it is chaotic, unconscious, and without the ability to think.

only it

Only this red-clothed female corpse seemed to have some kind of independent will.

The copper key on the second floor, the painting that appears automatically on the third floor, the appearance when the passage on the fifth floor opens...

It's very purposeful.

No, to be precise, it may be some kind of "obsession" that has been baked into the bone marrow.

Does it kill?

But these are not the ends.

Just like when a person walks towards the destination, he doesn't care whether a few ants or grasses are crushed to death under his feet, the same is true for this female corpse.

It is like a robot with a pre-set initial program, even if it is already dead, the body is corrupted, and the consciousness has dissipated... under that weak will—

Break away from the seal and return to the fifth floor.

Why

Wen Jianyan didn't understand at first...

Until Su Cheng found the roster, and he found his name in the roster.

Like him, the paper man and the bride were once living people.

It's the coffins in the east room, the urns in the paper figurines, and the names on the thick register.

Inside each columbarium, there is a small bronze mirror engraved with words.

On each name, there is a tan, fuzzy fingerprint.

That is an ancient oath.

Use blood as a police.

Including the red one, which belongs to the bride's name.

There is also a round, small finger print on it.

Every fingerprint seems to say

"I volunteer."

[Welcome all distinguished guests to my lady's wedding. 】

In this sentence, there is no husband, no husband, only "my lady".

No matter in the portrait or in the mourning hall, there is always only one coffin.

Because this is not the ghost of a living person marrying an evil ghost, but from the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end, there is only one lonely corpse.

A man-made ghost. A core that is initially programmed.

A bride who married herself to fate.

"Auspicious time-has-come-"

The sharp voice resounded in the darkness, and echoed in the courtyard shrouded in scarlet lights. It pierced the eardrum like a sharp weapon, making one tremble physically and mentally.

Accompanied by the sound of auspicious signs, the old courtyard gate slowly closed in front of Wen Jianyan's eyes.

However, he still didn't look away, and still stared straight into the courtyard.

Through the gradually narrowing cracks in the door, Wen Jianyan could see that in the north room shrouded in red light, surrounded by smiling paper figurines, the bride in wedding dress was slowly lying in the picture. Can't see the body shape, can't see the face.

But from beginning to end, he never hesitated.

The red light gradually extinguished, and the darkness submerged upward like a silent sea, and the courtyard in front of me seemed to have become a huge, peaceful coffin.

【Born here, buried here, kept here】

Use the body as a feed to suppress evil spirits.

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