chapter eight

Under the dim light, the pale and swollen hole of Fat Brother was terrified and distorted, and large tracts of transparent mucus flowed down his skin, tickling to the ground, and densely packed frog eggs were crowded into the depths of the wound. Reflects a disgusting sticky sheen.

She lowered her head shiveringly, stared at the long strip of skin stuck to her fingernails, then slowly raised her hand and "touched" her cheek——

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

A sharp scream erupted from the depths of his throat, and the fat brother's hole was particularly distorted under the intense fear. His trembling fingers touched the frog eggs on his face, and he kept uttering a frantic scream that was almost unhuman. .

"Don't panic."

Yun Bi blue watch is also very ugly.

"Wait a minute, this tool should work."

She forced her composure, took out her phone from her pocket, and opened her backpack.

Soon, a bottle of holy water appeared in her hands. This was a hidden tool that Yun Bilan got from a B-level copy, which could clear the negative state of the host, including infection.

Yun Bilan threw the holy water: "Drink it."

The fat brother seemed to be able to regain some sense of reason. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, unscrewed the bottle, and poured holy water down his throat.

The tool should have taken effect immediately, instantly clearing the negative state of the anchor, but...

One second passed, five seconds passed, two seconds passed.

Nothing happened.

The fat brother's skin was still wet and swollen, and the frog eggs under the skin were squirming, as if they were about to burst out in the next second.

"What, what's going on?"

His eyes widened, his pupils dilated with intense fear, and his voice trembled and changed his tone: "Why, why doesn't it work?"

"Why doesn't it work!"

Fat guy screamed hysterically.

Yun Bilan's face was pale, and her expression was shaken: "How could..."

The fat brother's live broadcast room also fried the pot:

"Grass, what's going on!"

"Isn't this tool a net negative? Why is it useless?!"

"Yeah, I remember that this tool was obtained from a B-level worm egg copy! Holy water should be effective for this type of biological parasitism, right?"

"The previous one was the first time I read the [Fantasy Amusement Park] book, right? In this book, all the healing and purification tools are ineffective. If it is just a simple biological parasitism, how can it eliminate so many waves? The anchor, finally shut down the system because the death rate was too high?"

"When I read this book for the first time, I was also frightened, it was really perverted."

"Grass... I probably understand why people in the barrage always said that the high mortality rate of this book has nothing to do with the difficulty..."

While Yun Bilan was dealing with the parasitic eggs on Brother Fatty, Wen Jianyan stood a little further away, searching for something on the walls around him.

Finally, his gaze fell on the wall not far away, and his eyes lighted up.

There is a small red "color" button next to it, with the words "emergency button" marked in bold red "color" font.

Wen Jianyan walked over.

He leaned over and turned on his flashlight.

The strong light penetrated the gray transparent plastic shell outside the emergency button, and the red button seemed to be covered with a layer of sticky substance, and the flashlight reflected a strange shimmer. .

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, revealing a thoughtful god.

I feel as if I have "touched" some of the veins of this dungeon.

Yun Bilan turned her head to look over, she was anxious, her lips pursed tightly: "How is it, have you found anything?"

"Roughly the same."

Wen Jianyan answered vaguely, turned sideways and let Yun Bilan look at the sticky substance on the emergency button.

"This is...?" Yun Bilan was taken aback.

"I don't know," Wen Jianyan shrugged and said succinctly, "Brother Fat got infected through this."

"...How could Brother Fat be so careless?"

Yun Bilan frowned, her expression a little ugly.

She and Fat Brother have teamed up quite a few times. Although the opponent's level is slightly lower than her, but after all, they have also experienced several dungeons, and it is reasonable to say that they will not be counted by this kind of trap.

"When we were trapped in the doll's house before, didn't you think that Fat Brother's voice sounded extraordinarily wrong?" Wen Jianyan said.

Yun Bilan was startled.

……really.

Even though she clearly proposed to use a tool to pull the two of them out, the other party still insisted on using the emergency button to call the staff, as if... being "fascinated" by the mind.

"Remember? The last rule printed on the back of the map." Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and repeated in a low voice, "Don't trust frogs."

Turning to look at Yun Bilan, she said softly:

"...Fat brother believes in frogs."

Yun Bilan understood what Wen Jianyan meant.

After a brief moment of stunned, a chill suddenly rose from under her feet, making her shiver.

Codes are useful.

and must be followed.

In the park of Fantasy Amusement Park, you definitely don't believe in frogs.

But who is the frog?

Wen Jianyan rubbed the edge of the phone with her fingertips, her eyes lowered into thought.

According to all the known conditions, all the "rules" that I have encountered are temporarily true, but there is a deviation in the time point.

After all, the haunted house became an unmanned ticket system after the real staff were replaced by frogs, and the emergency button should also be disabled later, so the second rule printed after the ticket was derived.

This is actually the most terrifying.

No one lies.

All rules guarantee the safety of tourists.

If you want this fantasy amusement park to survive, you must abide by the rules and believe in the rules.

According to the information "revealed" in this dungeon, "belief" itself is the trigger point of death. If you believe in the wrong, distorted rules, even if you don't realize it yourself, you will encounter a life-or-death decision point. Sometimes, even if you are cautious, you will still be "manipulated" by the copy and go to a dead end.

To make matters worse... the copy is just getting started.

All streamers know that as time goes by, the difficulty of the copy will only become more difficult, and no one knows what will happen next.

"Heh...hehe..."

A strange hoarse hehe gushed out from the fat brother's trachea, making it particularly harsh in the dark and dead corridor.

He leaned against the wall and stood up slowly.

Wen Jianyan and Yun Bilan's eyes were drawn to them.

"It's so itchy, so itchy."

The fat brother murmured in a trance and slowly raised his head.

Under the light of the slightly shaking flashlight, the holes in his face were so swollen that he could no longer distinguish his original facial features. His entire face was like steamed buns soaked in water, dripping with translucent gelatin.

He raised his hand, scratched his face and neck desperately, and with the sound of sizzling water, large pieces of skin were torn off, and under each piece of skin were more densely packed frog eggs. Bai was squirming vigorously, and the black dots were like the tips of needles, and they looked numb all over.

"Water...I want water..."

He looked around the corridor dully, and stood up little by little with his smooth hands against the wall, his whole body swaying slowly like a balloon filled with "liquid".

Zhang looked at the person in front of him through the hole covered with frog eggs, and his eyes covered with transparent glue were filled with an extremely terrifying madness.

The fat brother swooped over, his face twisted terribly, and his movements were astonishingly fast, as if he wanted to quench his thirst with the blood of the other party. Frog eggs:

"Water, give me water!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes narrowed: "Run!"

This guy is probably dead.

With Wen Jianyan's reminder, Yun Bilan came back to her senses from her brief stupor. She finally took a deep look at Brother Fatty, gritted her teeth hard, and turned around to follow Wen Jianyan's pace.

The body strength is not bad. Although the short-term explosive power of Fat Brother is amazing, his body has been parasitized by the eggs of the rapidly multiplying frogs. Every time he takes a step, his body collapses, and he soon falls to the ground and stops moving.

Wen Jianyan and Yun Bilan quickly ran down the second floor.

Others are already waiting at the meeting point in the lobby on the first floor of the station.

Seeing Yun Bilan and Wen Jianyan, Elise's eyes lit up, but she soon realized that the number was wrong, and frowned slowly and asked:

"Where's the fat guy?"

"..."

Yun Bilan's expression sank, and she slowly shook her head.

The air suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the atmosphere became heavy.

Yun Bilan took a deep breath and seemed to have regained her composure. She asked:

"Have you found the card?"

Another anchor who claimed to be the ball nodded and showed Yun Bilan the card in his palm: "I found it, how about you?"

"So are we."

Yun Bilan nodded: "Let's go, let's go downstairs and go to the last check-in point."

The four walked forward along the marked path in the haunted house. After pushing open a heavy iron door, a steep tunnel leading down appeared in front of them.

The air was cloudy and dusty, and the narrow passage was filled with the smell of stale "moistness".

The walls were covered in scarlet, splattered blood, a huge arrow pointed to the deepest point, and below was a scribbled, blood-written large letter:

"Welcome to my cabin!"

Several people looked at each other.

Yun Bilan calmed down: "Let's go."

They walked down the stairs cautiously.

Soon, the stairs came to an end.

A dark and heavy iron door appeared in front of everyone. All kinds of dolls were hung on the iron door with severed limbs. Snow-white cotton overflowed from the broken stitches. The heads of the dolls hung stiff smiles.

There is a blood-red poster on the wall with the horror font for haunted houses:

"Welcome to the slaughterhouse of Phyllis. This is the place where your victims are made into dolls. Every night, there are always people who can hear the cries of resentment. It is said that their souls are still trapped. In this small room, forever lingering at the place of his death."

"If you want to escape from here, you have to pass through this terrible place, are you ready?"

On the poster is a doll stitched from stumps, with a crooked word on the side:

"Stay and play with me."

This is the last stop of the whole haunted house.

Yun Bilan took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door open.

What appeared in front of me was a huge dungeon, with dolls’ limbs hanging everywhere, the ground was covered with dried blood in red and black, and all kinds of murdering implements, knives, and rust-covered shelves hung on the walls. , scissors, saws, axes, chains, countless dolls in lace dresses sitting on the shelves, each pale face with the exact same stiff smile.

At the end of the dungeon is a tightly closed door.

There are three "insert" openings on the door, and it is obvious that three cards must be "inserted" before the door is opened.

However, unlike the previous dollhouse, there are no obvious card hints in this dungeon.

The four entered the dungeon.

"Why don't we split up and look for"

Elise didn't finish her speech. In the next second, there was only a loud "bang", and the backs of the four heavy iron gates closed together, making everyone's heart tremble.

what happened?

Is it the mechanism of some haunted house?

"Squeak-"

The ground trembled, and a harsh, torn sound came from above his head.

Everyone raised their heads in astonishment and subconsciously looked in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw that the ceiling above my head was slowly lifted by a huge hand, and then, a face covered with flesh came close, with cloudy eyes, hehe smiled:

"Doll, doll."

"!!!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

If the previous check-in point was a false height created by appliances and sound effects, this third check-in point is definitely really high!

The familiar mechanical sound of the system came from the ears of the four at the same time: [Ding, it is detected that the conditions are met, the hidden branch is being opened——]

"Hum hum... hum..."

A low, pleasant humming sound echoed in the darkness, the voice was rough and choppy, humming out of tune.

Wen Jianyan's eyelids moved, and she slowly opened her eyes.

There was darkness in front of him.

This is...where...?

He frowned, there was some soft cloth around his skin, and along with his movements, the slightly rough texture brought an uncomfortable feeling of friction.

Wen Jianyan turned her head and looked around. There were puppets in gorgeous clothes sitting beside him, and they were close to each other, each of them was the same size as a human, with exaggerated and bright smiles on their pale faces. , eyes made of glass beads fixedly staring into the far distance.

"Hum... hum hum..."

The humming became clear and audible, and the dark room seemed too permeable.

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction from which the voice came.

A tall and fat man sat cross-legged on the ground with his back to him, and he was carefully sharpening the knife in his hand.

"Crack."

The tingling sound of metal scraping sounded, and the terrifying room filled with blood reverberated.

This should be a Phyllis.

A murderer who turns his victims into dolls.

However... Wen Jianyan always felt that something was not quite right.

There is a subtle sense of inconsistency around everything.

The opponent's back is a bit too tall, and even the entire dungeon is enlarged in equal proportions, it's like...

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened slightly, and she suddenly lowered her head to look at herself—

and many more.

Lei, lace skirt?

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled.

???

turned into a doll?!