Chapter 52

In the thick dark cloud of cold smoke, the young man with eyes appeared beside him without warning like a soldier descending from the sky.

The warm palm pressed against his shoulder, dragging him from the near-desperate state of death to the world.

Su Cheng's eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked at Wen Jianyan in disbelief. His voice was stuck in his throat, and he could only squeeze out a dry syllable:

"you……"

how do you...

Why are you……

"Let's go!"

Wen Jianyan didn't seem to notice the complex mood of the other party at the moment, and after sticking the spell on the monster's forehead, he dragged him and ran away.

Su Cheng stumbled after him, his mind was still in chaos, and he could hardly make a complete sentence.

He took time to glance back.

The pale, slender monster froze in place, and the scarlet spell on its head was extremely dazzling in the black mist.

Isn't this fixed?

Is there any other danger that I am not aware of?

Before Su Cheng could understand, the black mist on the side stirred like turbid water, and the smiling faces of countless paper figures were torn apart by the invisible force and turned into fly ash.

The next second, another pale monster appeared in the darkness, charging towards them faster than the other!

Su Cheng: "???"

no……

Why is there another one ah ah ah ah!

"'Fuck', two!" Su Cheng's expression cracked.

He looked at Wen Jianyan, who was dragging him, and reminded in horror: "Be careful, there are two here!"

Wen Jianyan didn't turn his head, he bury his head and ran wildly: "I know!"

Su Cheng: ?

"I brought it!" Wen Jianyan shouted loudly.

Su Cheng: ? ? ?

While running, Wen Jianyan quickly glanced at the system mall displayed on the virtual panel, and used her remaining points to frantically buy life-saving props:

"This kind of monster can drag people into the mirror, and the specific principle is similar to that of Wen Po's gossip mirror, but Wen Po needs to recite mantras with the help of humans with strong inspiration, and this monster itself is a kind of spiritual body, In order to save the process of chanting the spell, when one of them pulled me into the mirror, I in turn used its own power to activate the mirror you are here!"

His speech was very fast, and Su Cheng's mind was confused, and now he is in a fog:

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"Don't worry! The rules shouldn't allow this to happen"

Wen Jianyan himself Su Cheng activated the golden body once: "We only need to hold on for a few minutes!

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"...My God, that's what happened."

"! I would like to call it the king of card bugs!"

"Ah? Am I the only one who still doesn't understand? Please someone, let me explain it carefully!"

"That is to say, the anchor took advantage of the rules of entering mirrors and made loopholes, so that the space of the two mirrors overlapped. Logically speaking, there should be only one monster in a mirror, but now two are abruptly jammed, So it should be overwhelmed soon.”

"!!! oh oh oh oh oh so awesome! 【Reward Points 100】"

"Grass, this method is too foul, it's just exploiting loopholes in the rules! ... I like it! [Reward points 50]"

"Laughing, I estimate that this copy did not expect the anchor" sex "to activate the two mirrors, this is too dare, hahahahahahahahaha [reward points 100]"

Although Su Cheng didn't understand what Wen Jianyan was talking about, he could clearly feel that the whole space was emitting a faint roar and tremor.

The dark whirlpool stirred, and the smiling faces of countless paper figures in the distance were like shadows, gathering and dispersing.

The ground under his feet is no longer solid, and it seems to be collapsing one by one.

Su Cheng was stunned, almost incredulous.

Is it...

Really saved?

"Anyway, you don't need to worry too much when you're in the mirror!"

Only Wen Jianyan's voice continued to come from Fang: "What you need to worry about is what to do if the mirror collapses!"

? ? ?

Su Cheng looked blank: "...what do you mean?"

Wen Jianyan sneered twice:

"Meaning, I'm not sure where the mirror collapsed and sent us to."

He didn't see the other two people except Su Cheng in the mirror, which means that the two anchors are probably out of danger, but they did not appear in 1304, which means that the mirror space is not a concentrated and fixed point , and like another physical dimension, the mirror itself is just a medium between the two dimensions.

They run and move here and move outside, but Wen Jianyan didn't "feel" the inner rules here.

Wen Jianyan only hoped that the route he ran was not going around in circles. In case the mirror collapsed, he just happened to be in 1316...

Then I personally felt the fruit of the provocation I just committed to death.

Although Wen Jianyan didn't think his luck was so outrageous, but what happened during the live broadcast of this nightmare forced him to take this possibility into consideration.

"..."

Su Cheng: ? ? ?

Hey, it's scary for you to say that!

The roaring sound around him became louder and louder, as if the whole world was shaking, and the cracking sound of crackling "swing" in his ears.

Right here, the bead string on Wen Jianyan's wrist suddenly started to get slightly hot.

This...is this?

Wen Jianyan was slightly startled, and looked down at his wrist. On the reddish-brown beads, the strange runes carved were faintly glowing at the moment, as if they were guiding him.

A strange premonition struck.

Wen Jianyan slowed down and looked up at the surroundings.

A familiar, rickety old paper figurine appeared not far away, and on its body, two large and two small, a family of four could be seen.

"here!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes brightened slightly, dragged Su Cheng and rushed in that direction.

As they were about to rush past, their feet slammed into the air.

In the next second, the sky is spinning, and everything in the eye is spinning upside down, mixing into countless blurred "color" blocks.

With only two thuds, the two of them fell to the ground one by one, and fell firmly on the icy ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Su Cheng clutched his hot throat from excessive panting and struggled to get up.

The dark and familiar corridors were cold and dark, with dim lights glowing with a strange red color, and the door that was closed in the dark flashed——

He raised his head and looked at the door closest to him: the house number was mottled and fell off, but the words 1304 could still be vaguely seen.

Really, really come...

Su Cheng sat on the spot with weak hands and feet, dazed and dazed, as if he had not recovered from the crisis of life and death just now.

Wen Jianyan put her hot forehead against the door frame with some relief, and let out a long sigh of relief.

In the series of actions he just made, there was a lot of gambling. After all, he only knew about the entire dungeon. With the help of the information provided by the Flower of Delusion, and many overly bold guesses, he guessed a whole inner working. logical chain.

Fortunately, there was no problem with this overly risky idea, otherwise, let alone saving Su Cheng, it is estimated that even he would have to go.

Right here, the familiar announcement sound of the system sounded in my ears:

"Ding, it has been detected that the host's live broadcast has reached five hours. Do you want to open the settlement of points?"

According to the specific content of different dungeons and the difficulty of the dungeons, the frequency of points settlement also changes. For example, in this dungeon, there is almost no danger in the three small ones. The first settlement is at the beginning of the five small dungeons. .

Wen Jianyan made up his mind and replied, "Yes."

"In the D-level live broadcast room [Integrity First], the average number of viewers is 50,000, and the points can be exchanged for 5,000!

Congrats to the anchor's return rate of 63%!

[Achievement: I will live here from today! 】

You are still 45,000 points away from the upgrade of your live broadcast room. Please make persistent efforts and create greater glories! "

"In your live broadcast, you received a total of 2,463 tips and a total of 180,000 tip points.

If it is detected that the anchor is a D-level anchor, your live broadcast system will take 10% of the share, deduct the points for settlement and use, and have settled 50,000 points into your account for you. "

[Dungeon Exploration: 63% Reward Points: 10000

At this stage, the degree of modification of the plot: 51% Reward points: 30000]

【The remaining points in your account are: 100000】

Ten thousand points, a lot!

Wen Jianyan couldn't help but be shocked.

"you……"

Right here, Su Cheng's dry and hoarse voice sounded from beside him, pulling Wen Jianyan out of his contemplation.

He turned his head and looked at the other person with some doubts:

"Ok?"

Just as Su Cheng said a word, he fell silent again, and he took a deep breath: "It's nothing."

The young man narrowed his amber eyes slightly, stared at him with eyes that seemed to be able to read people's hearts, and asked thoughtfully, "You don't want to ask me, why did you save you?"

Su Cheng: "..."

He pursed his lips, as if being poked in the center, his eyes wandered.

"Of course, it saves a lot if you leave it alone, but it's extremely detrimental in the long run."

Wen Jianyan held on to the door frame and pulled herself up.

His voice didn't have too many emotional ups and downs, but it was indifferent and straightforward:

"In the entire dungeon, only you know my true identity, and you are on my side. In the past few dungeons, we have also cultivated a certain tacit understanding and are relatively trustworthy teammates. If you die, then you will I am the only one left in this dungeon to face the dungeon mechanism that is still a mystery to the established anchor team, and my survival rate is greatly reduced."

"So, as a teammate, this is a sensible choice."

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan's always calm voice paused for a while, and there was a slight smile in her voice:

"But you didn't call me for help, did you?"

Su Cheng was startled by the sudden change in the other party's tone, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Wen Jianyan.

"Even at the juncture of life and death, instead of letting me risk my life to save you, you hope that I can get the props you found, complete the task, and pass the customs alone... This is not what teammates do."

The young man leaned against the door frame and looked down at him, his drooping eyelashes being dyed a light dark red by the lights in the corridor.

He leaned down and stretched out his hand to Su Cheng who was still slumped on the ground, his voice soft and smiling:

"It was made by a friend."

Su Cheng raised his head dazedly, staring at the palm that he stretched out in the opposite direction.

Wen Jianyan's slender phalanges, fair skin, and neatly trimmed nails look like works of art under the light.

"In that case,"

In the depths of those pale amber eyes, a little smile spread.

"How can I leave my friends behind?"

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Help, I'm heartbroken."

"...Crap, I was actually moved by this liar."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Just, is there still a shortage of friends? I want to sign up! How many times can I lie to me!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, where can I get a liar's wife who is hot, gullible, and inexplicably affectionate! Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"

"..."

Su Cheng's chest rose and fell violently for a moment, he took a deep breath, suppressed the wetness in his eyes, raised his hand to hold Wen Jianyan's hand, and stood up with the help of the opponent's strength.

He looked straight into Wen Jianyan's eyes and said solemnly:

"thanks."

"All right."

Pulling Su Cheng up, Wen Jian said with a straight face and said solemnly, "In terms of lyricism, we still have a very urgent matter to do."

Seeing the other party's dignified attitude, Su Cheng couldn't help but get nervous:

"what?"

Wen Jianyan lowered her head and glanced at her upper body, and said with a heavy heart, "Warm the cold."

Su Cheng: "..."

The two went 1304 again.

Wen Jianyan managed to find clothes of the same size from the closet.

Anyway, he even recognized this guy's wife and children once, and the debt is not too much, even if he takes his clothes, it is not too much. Wen Jianyan didn't blushed and didn't feel the slightest sense of shame about occupying a magpie's nest. .

Su Cheng's gaze stayed on Wen Jianyan's upper body for a moment: "So, what did you go through just now to become that ghostly look?"

"Just now... in the mirror."

Su Cheng seemed to have thought of something, and asked suspiciously, "Why do you call yourself the mother of that monster? Is there any allusion in this that I don't know?"

"..."

Wen Jianyan coughed dryly, and changed the subject bluntly: "Well... it's a long story. I'll tell you in the future."

He turned to the living room, picked up the black pottery jar, and looked at it carefully by the light of the flashlight.

Su Cheng asked curiously, "What's in here?"

Wen Jianyan glanced at him: "human bones."

Su Cheng was startled.

"Lock the soul altar..." Wen Jianyan "touched" his chin thoughtfully: "Whose soul is locked?"

Su Cheng guessed: "Those evil spirits chasing us?"

"maybe."

Wen Jianyan answered noncommittally.

He turned his head to look at Su Cheng: "Speaking of which, have the other two anchors encountered this jar?"

Su Cheng was stunned for a while, thought about it carefully, and nodded: "After all, this is what they found under the niche."

"Then it's fine."

Having said that, Wen Jianyan hurriedly came to the kitchen, took out the biscuit box from the cupboard, emptied the biscuit crumbs inside, and then simply and rudely put the bones in the Soul Locking Altar.

Su Cheng stared dumbfoundedly at Wen Jianyan's blasphemous behavior of the dead, and stammered, "You, what are you doing?"

"I have confirmed that this jar is an ordinary black pottery jar. The important thing is the gossip mirror and the charm on the mirror. The charm is now stuck on the monster's forehead, and half of it should be unable to break free now. It's pointless to change the container even if it comes out."

Wen Jianyan swept the biscuits into the jar, carefully sealed the mouth of the jar, and then turned her head to Su Cheng with a bright smile:

"The heart of being defensive is a must."

Su Cheng: "..."

He seemed to understand why his precious teammate could accurately offend countless ghosts in each instance.

Wen Jianyan threw the biscuit box into Su Cheng for safekeeping, while he put the black clay pot in his pocket:

"Let's go."

"Where?" Su Cheng was startled.

"Look for other jars."

Wen Jianyan replied, "If we are lucky, we might meet our other two friends."

The corridors are narrow and deep.

There seemed to be a scarlet blood mist in the air, and the lights were shining from overhead, and everything seemed to be shrouded in a dim red light.

I don't know if it is because of the passage of time, the length of the corridor has also become longer, the ground is slightly twisted, and a layer of light red "color" is faintly visible under the peeling wall, like flesh and blood.

It was as if the scene in 1316 was spreading out little by little.

In theory, 13041306 should be very close, but Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng walked across two corridors to find this room.

The door panel of 1306 is a dark red color like blood, which makes people feel extremely uneasy.

The crack of the door was slightly closed, and it was dark inside.

Wen Jianyan turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, then stretched out her hand, carefully pushed the door open a gap, and used the flashlight to shine into the room.

It looks like there's been a tornado here.

Sofas, mattresses, tables, chairs...

The furniture was smashed into pieces by some unknown force. Sawdust, cotton, and cushions all fell into chaos everywhere. The ground was in a mess. The blood that has not dried up is particularly shocking under the weak light, as if a fierce battle had taken place.

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction of the niche.

It was also thrown away, and the place where the black clay pot should have been was empty.

It looks like someone has already come.

And found the Soul Locking Altar in this room.

Wen Jianyan and Su Cheng looked at each other and walked towards the room.

According to Wen Po's description, the three-locked soul altar was stolen, only the two families of 13041306 are certain, and the other jar should have been stolen by another family, but they are still temporarily on the whereabouts of the third jar. There is no clue. If the jar of 1306 has been taken away, then their clues are probably broken here, and they can only wait for others to join.

That would be too passive.

Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su Cheng and said:

"Let's look for it separately to see if there is nothing left here, and we can continue to follow the clues."

Su Cheng nodded: "Okay."

Su Cheng left the other rooms, while Wen Jianyan stood in the center of the living room, looking around the room full of chaos.

This is, he seemed to notice something, and couldn't help but startled slightly.

Wen Jianyan walked towards the edge of the living room, where it looked the most messy.

Bloody footprints remained on the ground, and the scarlet bloodstains had not completely dried up, reflecting a dark red luster under the light of the flashlight.

He squatted down, lit the footprints on the ground with the flashlight in his hand, and frowned slowly.

There are far more than two pairs of footprints here.

At least...four or five people.

That is to say, in addition to them, other anchors also found Wen Po, and received their exact same tasks from her.

Is it the anchors who are running away and separated?

Or, there are many other anchors in this dungeon, but they haven't met them yet?

After all, the map of this dungeon is really big, with three floors, three rooms on each floor, and the difficulty is b-.

That being the case...

Wen Jianyan stood up, held the phone in one hand, and swept the whole room with light—

Since he got this new idea, he began to look at the "scene" with another eye, and many details that he hadn't noticed appeared "revealed".

That's right, the paper man must have attacked the anchor in this room.

But in addition, many attack marks do not seem to be initiated by supernatural creatures, such as a sofa that was torn into two pieces, with straight edges, as if it was cut open by a sharp weapon.

There are more than one traces of blood on the ground, splashing, dripping, dragging...

Wen Jianyan frowned slightly, and the bottom of her eyes was dyed with a dignified "color".

He remembered that he had mentioned a similar situation in the intelligence he had collected... In many advanced dungeons, the hosts formed a competitive relationship with each other.

The one is forced by the copy mechanism, and the other is formed actively by the anchors driven by their interests, and the copy of the copy has even developed into a team battle book.

Now it seems that this copy has already fainted this trend.

For the Soul Locking Altar in 1306, different factions have been formed among the anchors, and they have fought each other.

Right here, Su Cheng's solemn voice came from the room:

"...you come and see."

Wen Jianyan was startled, put away the phone, and walked into the room.

There was an extremely strong smell of blood in the air.

Su Cheng held up his mobile phone and stood beside the bed with an ugly face.

The quilt was opened wide, and the sheets were covered with scarlet and sticky blood, showing an almost oil-like texture under the light. The two paper figures were lying side by side on the bed, their paper stomachs stuffed with human organs, which looked shocking. Disgusting.

However, Su Cheng's eyes did not fall on the paper figurine, but stared at the stack of paper in his hand.

"What did you find?" Wen Jianyan asked.

Su Cheng took a deep breath and handed the stack of papers to Wen Jianyan.

Wen Jianyan took the paper and swept it down line by line.

This is a case table from the hospital. It should be from the host of the house. Obviously, she is pregnant and ready to give birth, and the hospital that issued the case is...

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank, and she couldn't help taking a deep breath.

A very familiar name appeared in his eyes.

【Fukang Private General Hospital】