Chapter 329

Wen Jianyan: "Did you find it? Where is the exact location?"

Huang Mao pointed to the front and said with certainty: "Just about 30 meters ahead, the door of a shop on the right side of the street is half open."

"Okay, the next step is to go there!"

Zhong Shan was gearing up, "Then let's go."

Chen Mo looked around the dead street in front of him, and added cautiously, "There are too few shops open on this street, and the shops that can open at this time will not be so simple. In short, we must be more careful in the future." .”

Others nodded one after another.

The cold rain fell from the gray sky, ticking the bluestone road, disturbing the stagnant water between the gaps, and the water below the surface of the stagnant water was chaotic and unclear, with no light or shadow printed.

On the street, there were several motionless figures standing here and there.

With their backs facing everyone, they stood upright in place, motionless like nails driven into the ground.

Everyone raised their vigilance to the highest level and walked forward along the street.

They cautiously avoided the corpses strewn on the street, and stayed as far away from them as possible, so as not to alarm these strange existences.

During the whole process, the corpses remained motionless.

Even though Wen Jianyan and his group walked past them, they didn't react at all, as if they were just some kind of pure dead things, barely maintaining their human form.

However, no matter which direction they are viewed from, they are always shown from the back,

The distance of thirty meters is not close, nor is it far.

Soon, everyone came to the door of the "open shop" that Huang Mao said.

It is indeed "on".

Unlike other shops, the door of this shop is not tightly closed, but it is not half-closed as Huang Mao said...

On the contrary, its two door panels are wide open to both sides without any obstruction at all, as if silently conveying a message:

【welcome】

Several people were startled. Even without Wen Jianyan's order, they all subconsciously stopped a few meters away from the shop.

Huang Mao was also taken aback.

He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the direction he just came from, with a puzzled expression on his face: "When I looked from that direction just now, it was indeed only half-covered...During the whole process, I didn't see it. The door has moved, is it just a matter of angle?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked:

"What's inside the door? Can you see it?"

Huang Mao looked into the wide open door, shook his head slowly, showing a distressed expression:

"I...I can't see anything, just like just now."

Ever since the [doors] entering and exiting the town were closed and the shopping street "changed" imperceptibly, every house here seemed to be shrouded in boundless sticky darkness, no matter whether the door was open or not, it was impossible to Being penetrated by sight, even a visual talent like Huangmao couldn't do it.

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"Hiss, this is equivalent to the support position being banned."

"It's scary to be completely unknown... Has anyone seen this dungeon come out with a few spoilers?"

"You guys forgot? This dungeon has been restarted. There are many settings that I haven't seen before, so I can't spoil them."

"How should I put it, the previous copy of [Prosperous Hotel] didn't have so many mirrors, and the players didn't divide into camps. The mechanism in the early stage was not much different. They all entered the town to attract customers and satisfy them. Needs, those who pass the internship assessment and promotion, of course, will encounter more and more dangers in the process, but it doesn't feel as complicated as it is now..."

"Yes, and basically I haven't seen any anchor who dares to stay in the town after the lights are turned on. After all, it's only three hours... Even if someone is unlucky and doesn't escape in time, it is basically in the first place. Dead in an hour."

"After all, the difficulty of this book was not high before, and the anchor level was also there. Who would have thought that after the reopening, not only would it suddenly become a confrontation book, but even the rating would suddenly become s. It really surprised me. gone."

"Hasn't any team explored here before?"

"It seems to be there? But what is the specific situation, I forgot..."

"Hahahahaha I forgot too."

"Maybe it's been too long, I don't have any impression at all!

When the barrage in the live broadcast room was talking about Zhenghuan, Bai Xue, who had been following the team without saying a word, suddenly raised her strangely dark eyes and looked into the shop in front of her.

"..."

He rarely took the initiative to say: "There is no possibility of death for the time being."

Several people were startled and turned their heads to look.

But after finishing speaking, Bai Xue lowered her eyes again, and fell into silence again, as if she had no intention of speaking.

To be honest, even if Bai Xue didn't speak, for Wen Jianyan and the others, they had no other choice.

As the time spent in the rain increased, the rancid smell of the human leather clothing became more and more intense, almost unable to be blocked by the moisture in the air, and the surface of the clothing that was rolled up by the wind also gradually emerged a terrifying shadow , no matter how you look at it, it looks like the shape of a face.

If they stay outside any longer, sooner or later they will die under the skins of the people who are gradually waking up.

And if they change clothes directly without knowing the destination, it will be very questionable whether their next journey can continue.

For them, finding shelter from the rain has now become a top priority.

Now that Bai Xue has spoken, there is nothing to hesitate.

Everyone looked at each other and walked cautiously into the shop.

The shop was pitch black, with a mildewy, damp smell.

Wen Jianyan and the others cautiously stopped on the side of the store near the door, and did not go deep immediately.

The damp rainwater dripped from the body, leaving a puddle of water on the soles of the feet soon. Everyone took off the human leather clothes on their bodies as quickly as possible, and put them in the place where they would not be wet by the rain, nor would their shadows. Where it falls into the water.

The human leather clothing that had gradually become weird stopped deteriorating, and the shadow of the human face that appeared on it gradually disappeared, and soon the silence disappeared, and it became like ordinary clothes.

"..."

Everyone involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that at least for a period of time, they no longer need to worry about being killed by human fur coats.

After solving the most urgent trouble, they finally have the energy to focus on their current position.

The anchors took out their phones from their pockets and turned on the flashlights on the back.

When they were standing outside, the darkness that could not be penetrated by sight seemed to have completely disappeared after they entered the shop, and could no longer affect their vision.

The dim beam of light pierced through the darkness, barely illuminating the shop in front of us.

The area of ​​the store is not too big, it is no different from the previous leather store.

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Rows of old-fashioned shelves were neatly lined up in the dark and gloomy shop, covered with dust, and countless goods were placed on the shelves and walls.

And the type of goods...

But it is completely beyond everyone's imagination.

It's a mask.

Pale, as if made of ceramic masks, densely packed, placed motionless in the darkness, as if they were silently [looking] over, it was creepy.

The patter of rain outside the house made the room even more deadly, like a tomb.

"This... this is..."

Zhong Shan's voice broke the dead silence, even though he had restrained himself, the ending still trembled slightly.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and took the lead:

"Go in and talk."

Although these countless pale masks look frightening, according to the information provided by Bai Xue before, before they do anything, this place should be safe for the time being.

"..."

Seeing Wen Jianyan walk in without hesitation, the others looked at each other, and finally bit the bullet and followed.

The sound of the rain was blocked by the wall and became weaker. The room echoed with the sound of everyone's deliberately light footsteps.

On the four walls, each side is densely covered with masks.

Countless pale masks with different expressions looked down on everyone in the room, bringing a creepy sense of oppression.

Wen Jianyan came to one of the shelves and shone the light of the flashlight on it.

On the shelf, there are plastic human head models one after another, and each human head model is wearing a pale mask that looks like ceramic texture under the dim light.

The eyes of the mask are two holes through which the line of sight can penetrate, and the surface texture of the human head model below can be seen through the holes.

"..."

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank slightly.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his fingers holding the flashlight tightened slightly.

The familiarity of this scene...is so impactful.

The memory of the last dungeon swept in like a wave.

When he was on the second floor of the Changsheng Building, he once entered the mirror world on the second floor through the brass mirror, and thus he saw the true face of the second floor of the Changsheng Building.

There are blue and white human heads with different faces on the shelves, which are almost exactly the same as the scene in front of you.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced himself to withdraw from the memory of the last dungeon.

He walked forward along the shelves, and looked at the masks in front of him by the light of his mobile phone.

The expressions on each mask are vague, as if the facial features were poured out of the same mold, but the expressions on the masks are also exactly the same.

The corners of the stiff mouth rose high, and it froze into a strangely curved smile.

In the dark room, it looks very scary, and one can't help but feel chills on the back.

Wen Jianyan stopped and frowned slowly.

He didn't feel like he had entered the store by chance.

What's more, this was the only shop with its door open that they saw along the way, so the possibility of all this being a coincidence was even lower.

Another very important point...

These so-called "commodities" always made Wen Jianyan unable to help recalling the last dungeon he experienced.

On this commercial street, the first store they entered was also the store closest to the entrance of the shopping street and the store with the lowest difficulty of entering. Human leather clothes were placed on the shelves.

The second store is a plastic human head placed on the shelf.

And their next destination is the "mounting shop".

You know, on the third floor of Changsheng Building, there are also paintings hanging on the walls.

However, although there are some similarities in individual elements, the essential functions of these commodities are different, and the deep logic of the copy is even more different, which makes it impossible for Wen Jianyan to connect the two one by one.

It's like missing an important link in the chain of logic.

Due to this gap of missing information, the entire related speculation cannot be established, like a stuck hinge that cannot be successfully snapped.

Wen Jianyan raised his head and asked the others:

"Did you find any clues?"

Everyone told their findings respectively, but basically they were no different from Wen Jianyan's observations, and there was nothing special about them.

At least for now, it's basically just an abandoned ordinary store, except for the weird things it sells.

"Put on the human leather clothes, let's get out of here first."

Wen Jianyan thought for a while and said.

After all, they still have too little information at hand. Under such circumstances, any action they make may lead to death, so it's best to play it safe.

What's more, they now have limited time.

Delay here for one more second, the closer Black is to success, and the greater the possibility of Yun Bilan's death.

Everyone nodded.

They quickly put on the second human leather jacket that hadn't been activated yet, and led by Wen Jianyan, they left the shop full of weird masks.

It was almost exactly the same as before they entered the shop, and nothing changed outside the house.

It was still raining non-stop, the endless streets, and countless motionless corpses with their backs facing them.

A group of people continued to rush forward through the rain.

The rain is endless.

Although it has been a long time, the surrounding scene seems to have not noticed any changes at all.

Wen Jianyan wiped the rain off his face, then turned his head to look in the direction of the yellow hair:

"Have you found the painting shop yet?"

Huang Mao shook his head, showing a frustrated look: "Not at all..."

Under Wen Jianyan's urging, Huang Mao was paying attention to the shops on both sides of the road during the whole process. He didn't even look for a painting shop anymore, but was trying to combine the street in front of him with the shops in the oil painting. One-to-one correspondence, but still to no avail.

Although this street is so familiar, the scene in the oil painting has never appeared once.

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Because it took too long, the last human leather jacket on their bodies showed signs of awakening again, exuding the rotten smell of corpses.

"Oh shit…"

Zhong Shan couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Chen Mo on the side turned his head to look at Wen Jianyan, raised his voice and suggested, "Captain, why don't we go back? At least go back to the mask shop to avoid the rain. It's possible we left some clues..."

Wen Jianyan didn't answer.

He stood where he was, lowered his eyes, and covered his hesitant expression, as if he was also struggling with what choice he should make next.

The supplies on hand are too few, and the street seems to be endless, and there is no trace of the painting shop among the oil paintings. No one knows what will happen next, and whether they can Find the shop that doesn't seem to exist in this alienated street.

"..."

Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and looked at the street in front of him, suddenly startled.

He suddenly realized...

They seem to have not encountered a "corpse" for a long time.

I don't know when it started, the backs of those weird corpses standing motionless in the rain disappeared completely, and the whole street returned to the original dead silence.

Looking around, there is only a gloomy rain curtain, and nothing else can be seen.

"Keep going."

Wen Jian said.

The rest of the people were taken aback.

Wen Jianyan turned his head, his light-colored eyes were hazy by the rain, like a gemstone soaked in the color of water, clear and bright.

He looked at Huang Mao and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Keep an eye out for any open shops ahead."

"Oh, oh good."

Huang Mao nodded obediently, although Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

The group continued to set off.

This time, Wen Jianyan's pace accelerated several times, as if he was in a hurry.

Soon, within a few minutes, Huang Mao suddenly yelled: "There's an open door ahead!!"

Everyone is refreshed.

Although they don't know what's going on in the next store, this is a timely boon for them who are almost out of ammunition and food and their leather clothes are on the verge of losing control.

An open store not only means that they can take shelter from the rain for a short time to recover their strength, but also means that if they are lucky, they can find more rain-proof items that can be used, whether it is clothes or umbrellas. They continued to explore.

However, as soon as they entered the store, everyone was stunned.

The layout of the store in front of me is really…

Too familiar.

The shelves full of clothes, the remaining blood on the ground, the messy traces of fighting, and—

Zhong Shan hurried forward a few steps, and looked towards the back of the shop with his probe.

In the corner of the dark shop, lay the "corpses" of several anchors in disorder. Although they lost all signs of life, they were barely alive.

Except that the corpse controlled by the clothes disappeared, everything was the same as before they left.

"came back…"

Huang Mao showed a dazed expression and said blankly.

Everyone froze in place, almost unable to believe their eyes.

After leaving the shop for a long time, they actually returned to the beginning! !

The blow of this incident was too great.

After realizing this, the atmosphere among the crowd became heavy, and their expressions were very ugly, as if they could wring out water.

Which is to say...everything they just did was a waste of effort.

After the passage between Xingwang Hotel and the town was closed, this street is no longer the same street as it was at the beginning, but has become an endless loop of ghosts hitting the wall.

Not only was the painting shop not here, but they were also trapped in it.

It would be fine if everything went back to normal after lights out, but if it doesn't...they're almost guaranteed to die.

After all, according to their previous observations, there are no oil paintings on this street.

No painting, which means no way back to Xingwang Hotel, which means...

die.

"…ha."

A chuckle suddenly broke the dead silence and rang in everyone's ears.

The voice was very soft, but it contained a sense of joy that could not be ignored, which made everyone stunned.

They turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

It's Wen Jianyan.

The slender young man stood in the center of the shop, his amber eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, revealing a faint smile, which looked as bright as the warm sun in the dim environment:

"So that's how it is."

-What?

Everyone was startled.

What are they all...?

"It's still the same as before, take two clothes." Wen Jianyan didn't explain, but ordered succinctly.

Although the other anchors didn't know why, they still acted according to their words.

"Okay, let's go."

Wen Jianyan smiled and stepped into the rain outside the house first.

There was no hesitation in the steps, as if he didn't mind walking on an endless dead road at all.

"..."

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously, but they still put on human leather clothes and followed behind Wen Jianyan.

The group set off again.

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All the sights along the way are very familiar.

The dark shop with closed doors on both sides faces the street extending in the distance, and the stiff corpses gradually appearing on the street with their backs facing them.

This time, Wen Jianyan didn't spend his energy on avoiding these corpses.

But even if he walked directly past the corpses, those corpses remained motionless, and did not attack them in any way.

A group of people ran wildly in the rain.

Soon, a shop with its doors wide open appeared in front of everyone.

"Go in!"

Wen Jianyan narrowed her wet eyelashes and shouted in the rain.

The crowd followed behind him and rushed into the shop together.

Still the same mask shop.

There are countless pale masks hanging on the four walls and rows of shelves. The blurred facial features seem to be melted by wax, and the corners of the stiff mouth are raised high, staring at the humans in front of them with a strange smile.

Everything is the same as last time.

Is it possible...

Did he find any clues in this store that they didn't find, and is he going to search again?

Everyone couldn't help but guess in their hearts.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at the crowd and said:

"Each take a mask."

"…ah?"

Now, everyone was stunned.

Although they were mentally prepared, they were still surprised by Wen Jianyan's extraordinary request.

You must know that although these masks have not changed for the time being and have no intention of attacking people, no matter when they appear, or their appearance, they all show the weirdness of these masks.

In any case, they could not be ordinary items, but buried with some kind of horrible curse.

More importantly... the previous human leather jacket and human leather umbrella, although they looked weird, at least had the function of keeping out the rain, but this time the mask was different.

Not only can it not keep out the rain, but it also contains a horror that is completely different from the other items, and even closer to the core of the dungeon itself.

You know, all the hosts who died in this dungeon before, the guests in this dungeon, and the previous hotel manager who appeared at the beginning of the dungeon of Xingwang Hotel, their faces have become very similar to the masks in front of them—faces Pale, with fuzzy facial features, the corners of the mouth are raised high, like a smile.

This is why they did not choose to touch these masks when they entered the store last time.

"quick."

Wen Jianyan did not explain too much, but urged simply and rudely.

"..."

With trust in Wen Jianyan's decision-making, everyone stretched out their hands bravely, chose a mask and held it in their hands.

The moment they took off the mask, Huang Mao's face suddenly turned pale.

He jumped three feet high and screamed in terror:

"The corpse, the corpse moved!!"

In the cloudy sky outside the house, those corpses that were still motionless just now, like wooden wedges, suddenly moved at the same time. They still maintained their backs to them, slowly took steps, and stepped back in the direction of the shop. approaching this place step by step.

Everything happened silently, and when Huangmao noticed, those corpses had already surrounded him.

Corpses exuding a putrid smell moved stiffly, backing, backing towards the store—

However, Wen Jianyan seemed to have expected this, his expression was exceptionally calm, as if there was no fluctuation at all.

He said:

"Okay, now put on the mask."

His voice was very flat, but it sounded like thunder to everyone's ears, which aroused goosebumps all over his body.

However, now they have no other choice but to act according to their words.

Everyone gritted their teeth and put the pale mask on their faces.

In that instant.

All the corpses outside the door stopped moving.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, moved his steps slightly, and looked out through the crooked window.

In the rain outside the door, countless corpses stood upright.

Looking out through the hole in the mask, those corpses that were facing away from them just now turned into [facing] them now!

The facial features on the pale face are blurred, the corners of the mouth are raised high, and the eyes are like two dark caves, with nothing inside.

Faces "stared" in this direction, looking creepy.

Wen Jianyan felt the hairs on his back standing on end, but at the same time, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

The sultry air was trapped under the mask, wet his face and eyelashes, and gave him a long-lost sense of relief.

...you guessed it.

There is a reason why Wen Jianyan was able to be the first person among everyone to react and figure out the deep rules here.

He is the only one among all the anchors who has experienced the instance of [Prosperity Building].

And the rules here are indeed related to the Changsheng Building.

However, the rules are not [same], but completely [opposite].

In the Changsheng Building, the customers are ghosts. They gradually complete themselves by buying parts and organs one after another, and after obtaining the sacrifices, they are finally buried in a lonely grave by the building.

And in the commercial street in this small town, customers are people.

They can disguise themselves, or in other words, become "ghosts" by wearing "mediums" one after another.

One is repression.

One is manufacturing.

The reason why they have been going around between the first and the second shop before is not because they entered some ordinary ghost hitting the wall, or were haunted.

the reason is simple:

Because they are human.

And the area they are trying to enter is obviously a place that humans cannot set foot in.

Only real "ghosts" can enter it.

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