Chapter 328

Soon, the next policy was determined.

The anchors who woke up from the coma temporarily joined Wen Jianyan's team.

As for those anchors who were deprived of their famous tags and facial features, although they lost their breathing and heartbeat, judging by the standard of nightmares, they were not dead yet.

However, due to the loss of vital signs, as long as the copy does not undergo any special changes, there is a high probability that they will not be attacked by the ghosts in the town as "targets".

Just in case, Wen Jianyan and the others moved their "bodies" to a hidden corner of the store, which was considered as a gesture of benevolence.

After doing all this, he turned to look at other teammates:

"Everyone get two clothes, and then we can get out of here."

In the dungeon of [Xingwang Hotel], all the human leather products are very similar. They are very dangerous. If they are used too many times, they will be activated and become a channel connected to the real world, allowing ghosts to invade. But, at the same time, they can also block the continuous light rain here, allowing living people to walk through this terrifying, life-depriving rain without dying.

The human leather umbrellas that Wen Jianyan's team carried before can no longer be used. If they want to survive the next three hours, they have to use these human leather umbrellas to move freely in the rainy town after the [door] is closed. .

Logically speaking, it is natural that the more people carry leather clothes, the more beneficial it will be for their next actions.

As long as a piece of clothing starts to mutate and wake up, they can immediately discard it and replace it with the next one, but the problem is...they are likely to encounter Black's team in the next three hours.

According to what Zhong Shan said before...

Anis's talent is very suspicious.

If he could really "recall the soul" and activate the spiritual danger that had been dormant, then the more spiritual items they carried, the more dangerous they would be.

Out of this consideration, Wen Jianyan had to choose carefully, and finally chose a compromise number:

"Two pieces".

Under his command, everyone acted quickly.

Soon, everything will be ready.

Wen Jianyan put a large gray old-fashioned suit on his body. From the outside, it was just an old and very inconspicuous dress, but only the person who actually put it on could smell it. From the faint rancid smell coming from it, I can feel the creepy touch created by the cold, skin-like neckline rubbing against my neck.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and turned to look at everyone:

"Are you ready?"

Others also put on human leather clothes and nodded.

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced at the pocket watch in her hand.

The slow-moving pointer has just crossed the boundary line between black and white, entering the pitch-black area from the white area.

In other words, there is no turning back.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, turned to look at his teammates, and said:

"Please be careful in the future. Once you find any clue, even if it is trivial, as soon as you feel that it makes you uncomfortable, tell me immediately, understand?"

The rest of the people looked at each other: "Understood."

The reason why Wen Jianyan is so cautious is not only because the black team is also located somewhere in this street, but also because... the lights in Xingwang Hotel should have been turned on.

After the lights come on, the road between the hotel and the town will be closed.

They were here for an hour at most before entering town this time.

But this time, the time was quadrupled.

More importantly, no one of them knows whether the "lighting up" in the Xingwang Hotel will bring any unknown changes to the town...

That is to say, the experience they have summed up during the hour when the lights were turned off, and the rules they figured out may be overturned and broken within the next three hours.

The best outcome is that everything remains the same, but they must also prepare for the worst.

Everything is unknown.

And because the [door] has been closed, once they encounter any danger, they can no longer choose to flee back to the hotel for refuge as before, but can only bite the bullet and choose to face it head-on.

"Okay, let's go."

In this case, they can no longer afford to waste time and must act now.

This is not just a race against black, but also a race against death.

Following Wen Jianyan's order, the group cautiously avoided the blood-dripping corpse that was still wandering in the room, and walked into the rain again.

The sky was gloomy and gloomy, with thick black clouds pressing overhead, unable to penetrate a single ray of light.

In front of him was a crooked street extending toward the depths of the rain.

Thin and dense raindrops fell from the top of the head, bringing a gloomy chill.

The rainwater hit the human leather jacket, but it didn't seep in like before, but it seemed to be blocked by some invisible force, and it slid down the surface of the human skin.

Wen Jianyan raised his head and looked into the depths of the commercial street.

Because of the rain, there were no traces of human beings walking on the street.

Even if the actions of the black team cannot be tracked through footprints, it is not a big problem for the red team. After all, they now clearly know each other's destination.

Frame shop.

Although they don't know the exact location of this shop yet, according to the picture in the oil painting and the content in Rui Ruinian's painting, they should be able to find it as long as they walk down the street. it.

The boundless rain continued to fall, and soon the entrance to the street was far behind.

A group of people marched towards the depths of the dead street.

The doors of the houses on both sides of the street were all closed, and they looked very deserted. The windows were dark, like skeletons that had died long ago, staring at the only living thing on this dead street with empty eye sockets. people.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the further you go, the more cold you feel.

Although the human fur coat insulated the rain, the invisible cold breath filled the air, struck from all directions, invaded the muscles and bones, and made everyone shiver uncontrollably.

so cold.

"Have you seen the location of the painting shop?"

Wen Jianyan asked.

Huang Mao stared at the seemingly endless street in front of him and shook his head: "No."

Wen Jianyan wiped the rain off his face, then glanced down at the time.

They had been going at full speed for more than five minutes.

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However, up to now, this street seems to be endless, and they can't finish it, and they haven't seen the shadow of the painting shop.

The doors of the shops on both sides are basically closed, and the signs hanging on them have been mottled and faded by the rain, making it impossible to distinguish the specific words.

And it was pitch black inside the window, and it was almost difficult to obtain any information.

"Let's go for another three minutes." Wen Jianyan put away his phone and said.

As time passed, the rancid smell emanating from the human leather clothes became more and more clear. In the damp air, it was almost impossible to ignore, lingering faintly in everyone's nose.

The surface of the clothes fluttered slightly, as if it was just being swept up by the surrounding wind, but there always seemed to be vague ominous shadows on it.

Apparently, the more time they spent walking in the rain, the more dangerous human furs became.

If they still can't find the framing shop in three minutes...

Then, it's time to stop and find a shop to take shelter from the rain.

"good."

Everyone nodded.

The group continued to move forward quickly and carefully.

They paid attention to the scenery that passed quickly on both sides of the road, looking for any shop that could correspond to the picture in the oil painting—

Suddenly, Huang Mao stopped and looked in a certain direction.

Wen Jianyan noticed his reaction keenly: "Did you find it?"

"no no."

Huangmao swallowed, drooled, and shook his head

I don't know if it's because of being exposed to the rain for too long, but Zhong Shan's face turned pale. He stared straight into the distance, raised his finger to a corner at the end of the street, and said:

"Look there—"

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction he pointed.

Not far away, on the left side of the street, through the misty rain, a dark, motionless shadow could be vaguely seen.

like...

"A man with his back to us."

As if afraid of disturbing something, Huang Mao's voice was very low, leaving only a slight trembling breath.

The moment Huang Mao's words fell to the ground, everyone couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

Although they couldn't see the road ahead through the gloomy light rain, it was obvious that there was a "person" standing upright tens of meters in front of them, motionless.

According to the current situation, the possibility of being human is very low.

"Where's the clothes on him?" Wen Jianyan thought for a while and asked slowly, "What kind of clothes?"

Huang Mao froze for a moment, and quickly realized.

Although in the rainy town, all the things marked with specific time and place names have been eroded away and cannot be recognized, but one thing is certain.

That is, the time of this small town should have stayed decades ago.

Whether it is the interior decoration of the house, the style of clothes, or anything else, they are all very old, as if time has stopped passing.

However, the clothes worn by the anchors who entered here must be in line with reality.

"Not old clothes."

After carefully looking at it for a while, Huang Mao said affirmatively.

Then this means that the "person" standing in front of them with their backs to them is not the original residents of the town, but the body of the anchor who died here.

Although it is not yet known why it appeared, it is good news anyway.

In this dungeon, the aborigines trapped underwater are the scariest. As for the corpses of those anchors, although they can also attack humans, they are more similar to ghosts. As long as you deal with them carefully, you will not Big problems—just like they were in the clothing store before, there are ways to avoid them anyway.

After a little thought, Wen Jianyan quickly made up his mind:

"keep going."

Soon, they walked up to the "human" whose back was facing them.

It stood upright on the spot, even though the cold rain fell on its body, it still didn't move a bit, like a wooden stake nailed to the ground.

Several people carefully chose to walk on the side away from the corpse.

The distance gradually shortens.

Wen Jianyan's gaze was fixed on the corpse all the time, beware of it starting to move suddenly.

But it didn't move an inch until they had completely circled the area.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head and once again looked at the corpse he had left behind.

My heart stopped for a moment.

After bypassing this area, the "person" who was supposed to be facing them was still on the back.

It stood motionless in the rain, with its back facing Wen Jianyan and his group who had already passed him, as if it hadn't moved a bit from the beginning to the end.

It's almost like...

It does not have the concept of "front".

However, the good news is that it doesn't seem to sense their presence, neither is it ready to move, nor does it have the desire to attack.

As long as they get around it, it won't catch up.

If within an hour before the lights were turned off, the bodies of these anchors could only be under the water even if they moved, but now they can majestically appear above the ground...Obviously, this should happen within "three hours after the lights are turned on" variable.

These variables will only increase over time.

Wen Jianyan restrained the instinct to shiver, and looked away.

"There are still two minutes, go on."

A group of people continued to move forward along the street.

Not long after, the second corpse appeared in front of them,

Like the first one before, it also stood motionless in the rain, with its back to Wen Jianyan and the others all the time. Although it didn't move or attack, just looking at it would make people feel uncomfortable. Shocked, wishing to get away as quickly as possible.

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