Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty

At this moment, only two humming sounds were heard, breaking the dead silence in the room.

Wen Jianyan was taken aback, and subconsciously took a step back away from the oil painting. It took him a few seconds to finally realize that it was his cell phone that rang.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head, took out the phone from the middle of his pocket, and glanced at it.

"What's wrong?"

The few people on the side were watching Wen Jianyan's movements closely, and asked quickly when they saw this.

"It's Yun Bilan's message. "Wen Jianyan put the phone away and put it back in his pocket, "Zhong Shan's team and Locket's team met smoothly, and everything is going according to plan. "

It seems that although Yun Bilan is deeply trapped in the enemy camp, she still found a chance to synchronize with them.

——This is why Wen Jianyan chose Yun Bilan to join Zhongshan's team as an "undercover agent".

Before joining the Wen Jianyan Guild, Yun Bilan was the captain of an independent team. Compared with Chen Mo, she was more flexible, quick-witted, and flexible; Except for Wen Jianyan, only Yun Bilan in the whole team was able to complete the task alone.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, took a last deep look at the oil painting in front of him, and replied.

The heat from the side waist and abdomen penetrated deep under the skin, and gradually disappeared, only a faint heat remained, which showed that everything just now was not an illusion.

He finally glanced at the clues he got now.

After completely killing a member of the black team, tenant No. 408 made a so-called "request" for them.

To complete this requirement, you must enter the rainy town through the inner room of No. 329.

And the oil painting in room 329 is obviously very important. After all, in this dungeon with [painting] as the medium, a shop called Mounting Painting Shop is definitely not an ordinary place to go.

In any case, this room 329 is closer to the core of the entire dungeon than he imagined.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, and subconsciously twirled the Ouroboros ring on the root of his finger. The cold and heavy metal was slightly on the fingertips, making his thoughts clearer.

He's made it clear now—

Something is wrong with room 408.

According to the law that Wen Jianyan summed up before, the rainy town became what it is now from a certain moment, and all the residents in this town became [in the oil painting] at that moment. ghost].

However, it is difficult for the woman in black robe in 408 to be nested into this framework.

Its location is not only a broken house that has been abandoned for a long time, but also there is no such medium as a "human skin umbrella". Compared with other "residents" in the entire rainy town, it is obviously very different.

It is a special case.

It is a special case that is closely related to the core of Xingwang Hotel and the bug residue in the copy.

And now, the reminder of Wu Zhu's imprint just confirmed this point.

Perhaps it was because of this that they woke up in room 408 in the first place.

In this way, no matter which direction they go next and how many rooms they enter, they will definitely enter the rainy town from the oil painting in room 408 after the lights are turned off for the first time.

According to the dungeon rules, it is inevitable for them to enter Room 329 in the future.

and…

Wen Jianyan pursed her lower lip, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

408.

This figure was familiar to him from the beginning.

You know, in the first dungeon he experienced, that is, [Ducai Middle School] dungeon, the room number that did not exist in the legend was 408.

However, before this, Wen Jianyan has never found any evidence to prove that the two are related, so it can only be regarded as a coincidence—

until now.

Wen Jianyan's breathing became slightly rapid involuntarily.

He felt that he seemed to have touched some faint threads hidden in the details and between seemingly unconnected copies.

A certain self-contained logic runs through the whole, and he is gradually touching the end and origin of everything.

Wen Jianyan seemed to have been thinking for too long.

"That..." Huang Mao asked cautiously, "Captain, have you found any clues?"

Wen Jianyan withdrew from her own thoughts, looked up, and smiled:

"certainly."

Several people couldn't help but cheer up, "What?"

Wen Jianyan pointed to the oil painting behind her and said, "What can you see from here?"

Chen Mo stepped forward, took a closer look, and quickly stopped at the position that Wen Jianyan had just scrutinized carefully, narrowed his eyes suddenly, and said slowly:

"...a painting shop. "

"Yes, that is indeed the key."

Wen Jianyan changed the subject, rubbing her fingertips thoughtfully, "But there is one more thing besides that."

Chen Mo, Huang Mao and the others turned their heads, their eyes fell on Wen Jianyan, and at the same time they showed puzzled expressions:

"what else?"

"Up until now, we have basically been on every floor of Xingwang Hotel, right?" Wen Jianyan said, "Didn't you find that these paintings are regular?"

Several people were startled, as if they thought of something, Qi Qi fell into deep thought.

Just listen to Wen Jianyan continue to say:

"The oil paintings in the rooms on the fourth floor and the first floor are basically all residential areas."

Gloomy, covered by rain and fog, the strange smell of wetness seems to be transmitted through the canvas, some are low bungalows, some are two-story buildings, but the pictures inside are both indoors and outdoors. , all without exception are [places where humans live].

"The room we entered on the second floor, do you remember the content of the picture?"

It was a low, strip-shaped building with only one floor, surrounded by an empty field on the outside. Through the gray rain curtain, the general layout of the building could be vaguely seen. In any case, it was not like a house, but rather like...

"School." Chen Mo said slowly.

Wen Jianyan pointed to the oil painting beside him, "And this painting shows a street with shops."

"So, the [door] in the Xingwang Hotel, and the world behind the [door], are regular...!"

Huang Mao's eyes widened slightly.

They originally thought that after opening the door of the Xingwang Hotel, the location of entering the rainy town was random, out of order, and irregular, but now it seems that the fact is clearly the opposite.

The fourth and first floors of Xingwang Hotel lead to one area of ​​Yinyu Town, while the second and third floors lead to another area of ​​Yinyu Town.

By piecing together these map fragments, they might be able to roughly understand the area of ​​the entire rainy town, and even grasp the map within it.

While several people were talking in low voices, they only heard a "click" sound from outside the corridor.

Darkness fell.

The shadows shrouded the entire corridor, and seemed to invade it along the half-open door, bringing a cold and unknown atmosphere. Under the eyes of everyone, the oil paintings in 329 slowly moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Change, from the appearance of the commercial street at the beginning, to a gray low building shrouded in rain.

Through the gray rain, one can vaguely see the sign hanging outside the building—

■■ Primary school.

However, compared with the last time I saw it, there were some disturbing changes in the picture this time.

On the low strip-shaped bungalows, there are countless small gray windows side by side. Through the hazy and blurred windows, countless tall and low, pale shadows can be vaguely seen inside.

It seems that there are many children standing upright in a row, standing stiffly behind the window, raising blurred and pale faces, and looking towards them outside the screen.

"…"

Everyone looked at each other and saw a very similar look of horror in each other's eyes.

When I was on the second floor before, there were no such things in the painting!

While the few people were hesitating, a "creak" sound suddenly came from the corridor outside.

It was as if someone was pressing the doorknob, ready to leave the room.

Wen Jianyan's expression turned cold: "Don't hesitate, let's go, let's go in."

Regardless of whether the occupants who are about to leave the room now belong to the black side or the red side, for them, it will only increase the risk. Passenger lock, leave here as quickly as possible.

Several people nodded.

The door behind the painting opened.

A damp and damp cold wind blew in, and what appeared at the door was the scene in the painting.

Gray sky, endless drizzle, and gray low buildings in the distance.

The moment he stepped into the town, a familiar weight appeared in his hands. Wen Jianyan looked down and couldn't help being stunned.

...is an umbrella.

A wet human leather umbrella appeared in the palm of the hand, and there were still dark handprints on the umbrella handle that had not yet faded.

In fact, when they rushed into the hotel at the fastest speed before, the human umbrellas in their team disappeared. Wen Jianyan thought it was lost in a panic at first, but now it seems that these The umbrella will disappear after entering the Boom Hotel, and will only reappear after returning to Rainy Town again.

"There is an umbrella!" Huang Mao's eyes lit up, "Our next actions can be more free!"

Wen Jianyan didn't answer.

He is not as optimistic as Huangmao.

The reason why this umbrella will appear again is not to increase their survival probability. To be precise, the essence of this umbrella is more like a "curse", so it will always follow them—

It's like an oil painting in a room.

Wen Jianyan's gaze stayed on the umbrella for a moment, then quickly retracted.

"Let's go. "

At his order, several people rushed into the rain tacitly.

Although the distance between them and the building is a bit far this time, the existence of this umbrella has greatly increased their error tolerance and allowed them to run farther in the rain.

Soon, a group of people rushed to the school gate.

The sign outside was wet from the rain, and it was spotted and seemed very old. Except for the word "primary school" at the back, the rest of the writing on it was almost completely unrecognizable.

The rusty iron door was ajar.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and pushed, and the iron door opened with a "creak".

He wiped the cold rain off his face and shouted, "Quick! Come in!"

A group of people rushed towards the school at the fastest speed. After passing through a small muddy and sticky playground, they quickly reached the exterior of the gray building.

A group of people stood on the porch panting violently, the cold rain dripped from their bodies, and gathered into a pool at their feet.

Beside them, there are dark classroom doors and windows.

The window was covered in dust and was gray. The pale figure that appeared in the previous painting had disappeared, and it was almost impossible to see the inside from the outside.

Wen Jianyan put away the umbrella, put it aside, and glanced at the handle. The dark handprint became more and more obvious.

It seemed that with one or two more uses at most, it would start to become dangerous all over again.

Huangmao shook his rain-wet hair.

His light-blond hair turned a deep brown-yellow after being soaked in water, making him look very much like a drowned dog, in a pitiful mess.

He looked at Wen Jian and said, "Captain, what are we going to do next?"

" etc. " Wen Jianyan replied.

The purpose of their entry into the painting this time is not to bring more residents, but to use the Zhongshan team and Lockett team to obtain more key information through contact with the black side. Therefore, Yun Bilan The news that comes is the key to their actions.

However, they cannot do nothing until then.

Wen Jianyan said to his other team members: "Come on, let's look in the room first to see if there are any useful clues. If you see the painting, don't touch it. If you find an umbrella or something else, you must Call me first."

Everyone nodded.

The scale of this school is obviously not large. There are six grades, but there are only low one-story bungalows. If you look at the mottled sign in front of the classroom, you can find that there is only one classroom for each grade—— —Obviously, this is a school in a very remote town, otherwise it would not be so simple.

Wen Jianyan stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of one of the classrooms, and a cold and damp smell came over his face. He turned on the flashlight in his hand and walked towards the door.

The pale twilight dispelled the darkness and illuminated the interior of the classroom, which was as humble as the outside.

Blackboard, podium, low tables and chairs.

Messy books and stationery were scattered on the table, lying quietly in the darkness, as if the teachers and students who were in class had disappeared overnight.

Wen Jianyan continued to walk forward.

The room was very dark, and there were hardly any clues——

His steps stopped, and the light of the flashlight flickered on the wall for a while.

On one of the mottled and peeling walls, a few stick figures were pasted here and there, with countless crooked villains painted on them with immature brushstrokes. The seemingly childlike picture, in the darkness, looks like a Inexplicably weird.

"Buzz."

The phone rang again.

Wen Jianyan took out his phone and glanced at it.

It is cloud blue.

This time, her message was much briefer than before.

"Find a way to make contact with Black."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

It seems that he really underestimated the strength of No. 32. He was able to find a way to contact Black Fang not long after entering the town, which is obviously quite capable.

It is estimated that there are members with special talents in the team.

"Buzz."

The phone vibrated twice, followed by a new message.

...?

Um? There is a new trend so soon?

Wen Jianyan lowered his head again in surprise and looked at the phone screen.

It was still from Yun Bilan.

This time the information was more brief than last time.

Just three short words:

"Shopping Street."