Chapter Thirteen

"..."

The moment Wen Jianyan's voice fell, the air suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The smile on the face of the man in the mirror disappeared at some point, and he had the same face as Zhang and Wen Jianyan, looking terrifyingly cold.

He repeated slowly: "What?"

The face of the young man in front of him was pale, the wound on the back of his hand was bloody and blood was still dripping down.

Even though he was at a disadvantage, he still smiled calmly, his lips paled by blood loss stained scarlet with blood, almost glamorous in the dark.

"A person's soul is the most valuable, isn't it?"

Wen Jianyan stared at herself in the mirror: "Obviously, it is more profitable to take the initiative to make a deal with you to deliver your soul than to snatch it."

He smiled slightly:

"What's more, it's like I'm a good soul like "color", right?"

Years of professional experience have made Wen Jianyan develop a good habit.

The more critical the situation, the calmer his thinking.

Although he was at the juncture of life and death just now, his brain was still spinning all the time, carefully reviewing what had happened since he entered the room.

The two 408s in the dormitory and the teaching building are obviously mirror images, and many of the rules inside are the same.

After careful review, Wen Jianyan was sure that every step he made was right.

He should have gotten out of here without a hitch.

After all, after all, it's still a D-level copy here, and it shouldn't give them a level of death for these newcomers.

But the mortal barrier is clearly present.

Although Wen Jianyan has been playing the game according to the rules, this time, "Mirror" did not follow the rules.

After he clearly broke the deal, the "mirror" still didn't give up. Instead, he attracted him and tried to "eat" him forcibly without reaching a deal.

This is very unreasonable.

unless……

What is on him is very precious, and the other party wants to get it too much, even at the risk of breaking the rules.

Based on the contents of the handbook he obtained from Locker 368, this likely refers to his soul.

Although Wen Jianyan doesn't think his soul is very special, even if this guess is only 1% possible, he will take it as 100% to realize it.

The person in the mirror looked back at him blankly, silent.

Wen Jianyan made a bold guess based on the few words she was pulled into the mirror.

This "mirror" may be in order to wake up the "Father God", so that Cai would sacrifice human souls for him, and that Cai would do whatever it takes to grab more souls.

In this case, it is absolutely impossible for it to make a deal with its "Father God", and Wen Jianyan would make such a big bet on this option.

However, he wasn't going to talk about these speculations.

The young people squinted their eyes loosely:

"Well... as for the reason..."

He glanced at the phantom in his glasses, and the soft and wet tip of his tongue hooked lightly over his lips, "licking" the sticky scarlet blood "liquid" at the corners of his lips, his pale face looked strange in the dark, Wen Jianyan smiled He got up and said frivolously:

"Probably at first sight?"

The live broadcast room 789326qwk suddenly became restless.

"He's good at him, he's good at him, he's good at it!!"

"Okay...good "color" (covering his mouth)

"Hello everyone, I announce that I am the target of the anchor at first sight. Thank you for your blessings."

"The first few dishes, drink like this?"

"As long as you eat a peanut..."

"Wait? It's obvious that no anchor has called before this episode, but why is no one paying attention to the show at all! It's not right that you pay attention?"

"..."

The gloomy watch of the man in the mirror now looks almost twisted.

Wen Jianyan sighed, and with a slight smile on his face, he looked extraordinarily beaten:

"Oh, don't make this watch with my face, it's ugly."

"You guessed right."

However, the gloomy look quickly disappeared from the face of the person in the mirror:

"I didn't make this deal."

He "showed" his usual smile again: "Obviously, you realize that I also have to follow the rules. If a human makes a wish that I haven't fulfilled, I can't take the other person's soul."

"Wen Jianyan" in the mirror applauded and praised:

"Wonderful."

But Wen Jianyan himself was not happy because of the compliment. Instead, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror vigilantly.

The opponent fought back.

The curvature of the corners of the mouths of the people in the mirror slowly widens:

"But what you don't know, although breaking the rules will pay a certain price, it is not completely impossible to achieve."

Just a "click" sound.

A thin crack appeared on the mirror surface, so that it lay across "Wen Jianyan"'s face in the mirror. Zhang Duanjun's face was cut by the crack, and it looked weirdly twisted.

He smiled and said:

"I can still grab your soul forcibly. Of course, the loss may be one more, but I can bear the necessary loss."

At the moment when the voice fell, the once-stopped swallowing started again, and the youth's body began to sink downward again.

But, in the next second, the watch on the face of the person in the mirror suddenly disappeared:

"Wait, this-"

His voice was sharp and loud, but it was cut off in the next second!

Wen Jianyan only felt a flower in front of her eyes, and the scene in front of her suddenly changed.

His whole person is uncontrollable and falls to the ground——

In the next second, his back slammed into it so hard that his bones seemed to be shattered, and a heavy dull pain spread from the contact surface, causing him to "his" and gasp for breath.

"Little Wen, are you alright!"

Su Cheng rushed up and supported Wen Jianyan's shoulder.

Wen Jianyan was dizzy and dazzled by the fall, and his eyes flashed with gold stars. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and slowly climbed up with the strength of the other party.

No matter the "labyrinth", the mirror, or the phantom sleeping in the mirror, all have disappeared.

In front of the familiar corridor, the closed door.

The strange 408 has also disappeared.

"I haven't seen you since 408, so..."

Su Cheng organized the language, and then said vaguely: "Brother Wen, you should remember what I told you before, some supernatural props?"

Of course Wen Jianyan remembered it.

The reason he had been going around with the mirror just now was to delay the time and wait for the live broadcast system to go online, but he didn't expect that as soon as the live broadcast system went online, before he could use the props, he was directly dragged by Su Cheng's props.

Wen Jianyan glanced at Su Cheng unexpectedly and nodded.

If he remembered correctly, the price of the props used by Su Cheng was not low, and the other party was willing to give him this "npc", which was indeed what he did not expect.

Su Cheng patted his chest: "I didn't say it just now, if there is any accident, I will definitely protect you."

Wen Jianyan glanced at him more: "Thank you."

He straightened up and put his hand down from the other side. Only then did Su Cheng notice the wound on Wen Jianyan's hand and couldn't help being surprised: "Are you injured?"

Wen Jianyan felt the pain.

He lowered his head and glanced at his bloody palms, with a pale face and throat, pretending to be calm:

"……fine."

fart!

This is a piece of meat he bit off with his teeth! How could it be okay!

very painful!

Although Wen Jianyan himself is extremely hedonistic in ordinary life, at a critical moment, he is extremely cruel to himself, and there is almost nothing he can't do.

He is familiar with the meridians and muscles of the human hand, and even if he bites his lower teeth, he deliberately avoids key parts to ensure its constant movement.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, tore off a piece of fabric from the hem of her shirt, and used skillful movements to stop the bleeding.

The blood smeared the fabric and looked shocking.

After finishing everything, Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su Cheng, as if remembering something, and asked, "408, are you in?"

"yes."

Su Cheng was "fascinated" and "confused" and shook his head: "But there's nothing in it."

All he saw was an empty dormitory, with a narrow area, no room or table, nothing but the thick dust accumulated on it, and he turned around after finding nothing. Back in the corridor, but at this time Wen Jianyan was gone.

Su Cheng waited anxiously for a long time, but still did not see the shadow of the other party, so he gritted his teeth and used the prop.

Wen Jianyan "revealed" Ruosi's expression.

It seems that although Su Cheng pushed open the door, he did not enter the real 408.

So, the conditions for entering 408 choose "sex"?

"And you?"

Su Cheng lowered his head and glanced at the blood-stained cloth on Wen Jianyan's hand, frowned, and asked:

"Have you encountered any danger in the corridor?"

Danger.

At the moment when the word came, Wen Jianyan's mind flashed a mirror that was not trying to forcibly snatch his own soul, but instead a blurred male "sex" phantom in the mirror.

I don't know why, obviously he didn't do anything harmful to him, but the sense of oppression it brought was far heavier than a mirror.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, held her wrist, moved the injured part a little, opened her mouth and replied:

"I"

He had just made a short syllable when a footstep sounded suddenly from the corridor on one side, interrupting his unfinished words.

Su Cheng was shocked and turned his head to look in one direction.

Wen Jianyan also jumped up.

His eyes were bright, and he stared at the side where the voice came from. His injured arm was hanging by his side, and his slender body was taut and slightly arched, like some kind of excellent cat.

The sound of footsteps was approaching, becoming more and more hurried and messy, as if several people were rushing towards this direction.

A swaying beam of light penetrated the darkness and shone from a distance.

The opposite side also seemed to have noticed the two uninvited guests, and suddenly stopped the pace and opened the distance:

"Who's in there?"

Across the heavy darkness, the other party's voice was tense, revealing a strong sense of alertness.

This voice... seems familiar.

Wen Jianyan was slightly startled.

Su Cheng's eyes widened: "Wait, you...?"

The beam of light swayed carefully from the faces of the two men, revealing their faces in detail.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes blocked the strong light, and her face remained silent.

Soon, the light beam was pressed down, and with the sound of footsteps, the three people on the opposite side came forward.

The leader held a flashlight in his hand, and the slightly drooping light and shadow flashed across his face, and Wen Jianyan instantly recognized the other party's identity - a senior anchor who explained the rules in the cafeteria.

Kong Shixing's line of sight swept across the two people in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes that was not easily discernible:

"you?"

A rookie host and an NPC who was frantically searched for by dungeon monsters. The combination was so strange that he couldn't imagine it.

"Why are you here?"

Su Cheng was obviously relieved when he saw the same host as him.

He stepped forward and said:

"We've been up for a while, this floor is very evil, and we can't go down at all."

Su Cheng sighed and asked, "How about you?"

Kong Shixing frowned and said, "We've been here for a while, and we haven't left at all."

He glanced at Wen Jianyan without a trace.

Su Cheng didn't notice the other party's small movements at all.

He said excitedly: "Great, we can be together next..."

Before Su Cheng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kong Shixing: "Of course."

He took a step forward, raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Su Cheng's neck, showing a very intimate look: "We are all in the same class, and we have known each other for a long time, so of course we need to help each other."

Kong Shixing looked at Wen Jianyan with an indescribable shyness on his face:

"A... teacher, I want to chat with my friend about private matters, may I ask..."

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted.

The thing...you can't tell it in front of NPCs.

It's just that he was so used to Wen Jianyan being by his side that he didn't think of it at all.

Su Cheng stiffened his head: "Indeed, indeed, me too, a private matter."

Wen Jianyan understood, he smiled kindly, and said:

"certainly."

He turned to the side and posted a space for the two of them to chat privately.

Kong Shixing winked at one of his teammates, who immediately understood, turned around and followed, and started talking to Wen Jianyan, trying to get some information out of his mouth.

Soon, only the two of them were left in this area.

Su Cheng looked at the senior anchor in front of him with some anxiety.

The other party let go of his arm and asked, "What happened when you came up?"

Su Cheng simply told him what happened before.

Kong Shixing frowned:

"You found 408 and went in?"

Although Su Cheng was a little confused, he returned:

"Yes, but... there's nothing in it."

Kong Shixing didn't answer, "showing" Ruo Si's expression.

He turned his head and glanced into the darkness, and continued to ask, "Speaking of which, what happened to you and the NPC just now?"

Su Cheng told the information he knew one by one.

What key, sister, undercover, contacting the superiors, Kong Shixing was stunned for a moment.

After that, the way he looked at Su Cheng changed:

"Your story line... is very crucial."

Su Cheng nodded cautiously.

Kong Shixing looked at Su Cheng and said thoughtfully, "Maybe...it will be the main thread of the entire dungeon."

The main line and the sub-line in the copy, the more difficult the copy, the more lines.

Although the exploration value can also be unlocked by completing the sub-line, but it is not unlocked to a hundred.

The reward for completing the main line is not only the most important, but more importantly, if the main line is completed, even if the rest of the sub-line is not completed, it will reach a hundred degrees of exploration.

A hundred degrees of exploration!

A trace of eagerness flashed across Kong Shixing's eyes.

However, unlike his faint excitement, his live broadcast room was filled with question marks.

"?"

"???"

Kong Shixing is a senior anchor. Most of the online viewers in the live broadcast room have their own traffic. Many of them have been squatting in the anchor's live broadcast room since the beginning of the broadcast, and have never watched it in the square.

"Wait, the dungeon the anchor entered this time, Decai Middle School, right? Has it been revised? Why don't I remember this storyline?"

"I'm also in a trance. It's really important to go on this line, but... why didn't I say it!"

In the barrage area, a wave of audiences with completely different painting styles are frantically brushing "hahaha".

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, from next door, Manli."

"Laughing and vomiting, the Liar Victims Alliance has gradually grown, and now it can even automatically develop offline!"

"Hahahahahahahaha I'm so happy."

[The above user's remarks involve the same host in the lobby and will only be open to the audience]

Kong Shixing was ignorant of the movements in his live broadcast room.

After a brief thought and judgment of interests, he decided to throw an olive branch to Su Cheng:

"A member of our team provided information. On the twelfth morning of the morning, 408 will appear once every hour, and you can only leave the fourth floor during this time. This room is very important. It is very likely that the core of the entire copy is in, you It's probably just because you haven't found the real opening."

In simply sharing his own information with the other party, Kong Shixing cuts into the theme:

"We can work together as a team. After the next round, we can go in and investigate again. Maybe we can get different results from you."

Before waiting for Su Chengtou, only the other party continued: "But, the NPC who has been following you has to deal with it."

Su Cheng was taken aback: "...what?"

Kong Shixing had a clear mind and said eloquently: "Our current dungeon is D-level, and there will be no important clues in this difficulty. As long as you get the props on the NPC, the main task will be stable."

Su Cheng stammered: "But...I don't need to..."

Kong Shixing shook his head and interrupted him: "It's too dangerous to act with this npc. The dungeon monsters downstairs are frantically looking for him, and being with him will only reduce our chances of survival."

Su Cheng's face turned pale, he opened his mouth but did not answer.

"The best thing to do now is to walk with him for a while, wait until the 408 door, let him in again, and see if he can help us find more information and help us rule out some dangerous options.

If he really survives and leaves the fourth floor with us, we can push him to an NPC downstairs to attract the attention of the old witch, and we take the opportunity to leave. "

Kong Shixing looked at Su Cheng:

"You have been with him for a long time, so you should have gained the trust of NPCs, right? In this case, you are responsible for getting the props and information from him before the next one."

Kong Shixing seemed to see through Su Cheng's hesitation, and he narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Our anchor is a living person, and there is only one NPC. Don't waste the opportunity to send it to your eyes."

He put his hand on Su Cheng's shoulder and persuaded:

"On the way just now, one person was sacrificed in our team, and now there is a vacant position. When this dungeon is over, I will introduce you to our guild - our guild's accumulation ranks third in the entire nightmare, one of the best. The guild has not recruited new people for a long time, and you will get a wider network of contacts and richer resources when you enter, think about it."

What the other party said was sincere, but Su Cheng didn't really want to continue this topic.

His eyes wandered, and he changed the subject abruptly:

"You said... your team sacrificed a person?"

As he spoke, he looked aside.

In the dim darkness, an NPC stood in the distance, talking to two other anchors.

"Aren't you three?"

Kong Shixing waved his hand indifferently: "Mianxin added one, but you don't need to worry about him, we will use him for other purposes."

Su Cheng seems to understand but does not understand: "That's it..."

the other side.

Wen Jianyan chatted with the two anchors in front of him, although his face was pale due to blood loss, but it did not affect his ability to use routines.

He silently looked at the two in front of him.

One of them had obviously been instructed by the captain and had been tempting him all the time, but he was easily distracted every time, and instead, he gave him a lot of useful information.

And another one...

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on "Cheng Huaquan", and her brows involuntarily wrinkled slightly.

Although this man followed the order, he didn't "interject" a few words during the whole process. Instead, he kept his head down, and his pale face was hidden in the darkness, appearing cowardly and shrinking.

but……

Wen Jianyan had a vague feeling that something wasn't quite right.

At this moment, the conversation between Su Cheng and Kong Shixing seemed to be over.

The two of them walked in this direction together.

Wen Jianyan ended the conversation that had been led by him, and walked up to him freely.

On his back, "Cheng Huaquan" who had been bowing his head slowly raised his head, half of his pale face hidden in the shadows turned to Wen Jianyan's back.

On the dormitory door beside him, his face was lightly imprinted on the glass.

A huge distorted smile hung on the corner of his mouth, a pair of pure black eyes were fixed on the victim who had escaped from his hands, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth widened again.

Wen Jianyan felt a chill down his spine.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at himself.

"Cheng Huaquan" lowered his head and looked the same as before.

Wen Jianyan frowned.

He has a natural instinct for danger.

For some reason, a strange aura about the anchor made him instinctively feel "hairy".

Kong Shixing's voice came from in front of him:

"Brother Wen, my friend told me all about you just now."

Wen Jianyan retracted his gaze and looked at Kong Shixing who was standing in front of him.

With a smile on the other party's face, he said with a sense of truth: "We will also do our best to help you, and we will definitely be able to help you find your sister, but before that, we may need to go back to 408 again."

Wen Jianyan pondered for a few seconds, then sighed lightly: "You are right, in this situation, acting together is the best choice."

"But, isn't there anything in 408?"

Wen Jianyan pretended to be suspicious and asked.

The watch on Kong Shixing's face was watertight: "Isn't it better?"

His eyes glanced down and landed on Wen Jianyan's hand. The dazzling blood made him frown: "Your injury..."

"In the hallway."

Wen Jianyan moved his wrist and frowned, "But... I don't know what attacked it. Everything happened too fast."

He is frank, even if he tells lies, there is no trace.

Upon seeing the other party's description, Kong Shixing couldn't help but get nervous: "Really?"

"But you don't have to worry."

The young man raised his eyes, and under his long and thick eyelashes, a pair of light amber eyes contained a clear light. When he stared at a person intently, he always gave the illusion of sincerity and frankness:

"If anything happens again, I will do my best to protect your personal safety."

Kong Shixing smiled: "Thank you little brother Vancouver."

As for what the other party said, Su Cheng's face was even worse. He stared at Wen Jianyan before saying anything, as if he wanted to say something, but he pursed his lips and turned his head away in silence. , the fingers hanging on the side slowly tightened.

Wen Jianyan pretended not to notice.

He didn't change his "color", and his eyes fluttered over Kong Shixing's head.

Only Wen Jianyan and the audience in his live broadcast room could see that a red arrow pointed straight at the top of Kong Shixing's head, still shaking regularly, as if he was waving the flag and shouting.

I'm here!

Come see me!

The 789326qwk live broadcast room burst into laughter.

"Grass, the special effect of this guiding hand is really funny, I laugh once I see it, hahahahaha!"

"I didn't expect that the ordinary hidden props were on the host opposite..."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, I just came back from the live broadcast of the next door, step stepping into the camp, it is estimated that it is still sighful because of the hook of the anchor."

"I can't think of it, I want to deceive you better."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha the longest road I've ever had to do!"

The young man was not far from the side of the team, Qing Jun's face was hidden in the darkness, and his neatly-lined facial features flashed in the interweaving of light and shadow, making his expression unpredictable.

[Hand of Guidance has taken effect, remaining inventory: 0]

Good, now he's finally back in his familiar territory.

Looking at the backs of a few people not far away, a fleeting smile flashed across Wen Jianyan's pale lips. Amber's eyes narrowed slightly, the smile in his eyes was uncertain, and Jun's face inexplicably carried a few bewitching charms.

Ah, it's more suitable for him to deal with people than to confront the strange phantom in the mirror.

after all……

His profession is a fraudster.

Liars are what they do.