I don't know if it was the entry of living people, or the distant human voice summoned some kind of terrible monster, the whole mountain trembled involuntarily, and the ground trembled.

Xiang Ya couldn't help supporting Zhang Fanyu, his frivolous body was shaking so much that he was about to fall.

The evil wind rose up and swept towards the two of them in the form of cross blowing and cutting.

As if thinking that in the paper doll state, the girl next to him might be cut off by Lifeng, Zhang Fanyu hurriedly half-armed Xiang Ya's shoulder and dodged to the side.

"Offended."

"You can't stand here for long, you have to find a way to avoid the wind blade and go into the mountain." He analyzed.

After finishing speaking, he kept a half-embraced posture and ran with others. He nimbly dodged the sharp winds that were blowing, and looked back over Zhang Fanyu's shoulder in fear after Xiang Ya.

The sharp wind that passed by just now cut the trees in front of the mountain neatly.

The surface is still shaking, but much less than when it started.

At this time, the two had already entered the range of the mountain forest. This room and 312 had completely different styles. If the previous room was a fresh and primitive forest, then this place was a depressing and gloomy deep mountain forest.

The strangely shaped forest behind was cut off in the middle, but returned to its original state in the next second, densely covering the bottom of the mountain.

When Xiang Ya turned his head to look behind him, Zhang Fanyu was staring at the red light winding down the mountain.

Originally, the red lights were scattered scattered throughout the mountain, but now they are consciously gathered from top to bottom, like a red snake that is shedding its skin.

The moment the "Red Snake" completely shed its skin, the shaking of the mountain stopped, and the bad wind stopped blowing and cutting.

Zhang Fanyu stopped running, he stood at the end of the forest, gently opened his half-armed hand towards Ya, pulled out the electric baton with his good hand, and pressed the switch.

The man stared at the open mountain road with a sullen face, and the thick fog lay across the road quietly.

Now they had passed through the woods and came to the foot of the mountain.

Not far ahead is the place where the red light gathers most densely.

But the sound of the wind and the voice of people are gone, and in the silent mountain forest, it seems that even the air has been sucked out.

Xiang Ya couldn't help breathing very lightly, she was afraid of accidentally breaking the eerie calm.

"Boom!"

The sound of the gong resembling an explosion sounded again, scaring the heart of the living to beat violently.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp and high-pitched suona sounded.

The cloudy wind blows again, the moon hides in the mist and the cold, in the white mist on the mountain road, a coffin bearer slowly steps out with a red coffin on his shoulders.

"Sound up, baby,

Two tones, life sacrifice,

Three cries, red and white red! "

The original human voice reappeared out of thin air, and the weird singing was mixed with the suona gongs and drums. The coffin bearer kicked up to the rhythm, wobbly lifted the coffin, and walked straight towards Zhang Fanyu and Xiang Ya.

Zhang Fanyu concentrated on pulling Xiang Ya to dodge aside.

He whispered: "The red coffin is carried at night, so don't bump into it."

"Hold your breath until they leave."

After speaking, he stopped making a sound, as quiet as a dead stone by the roadside.

Feeling nervous, Xiang Ya immediately held his breath, and quickly glanced at Zhang Fanyu, seeing that his eyes were still surprisingly bright in the dark night, and he was staring motionless at the team that was about to walk in front of them.

Xiang Ya followed his line of sight and looked at the treacherous coffin-carrying team again.

The coffin bearers were all adult men in black cloth clothes. They were short in stature, wore sunglasses, and their faces were as white as paper. There were 2 people at the front and back of the coffin, and a team of 4 people moved forward in unison.

A spherical red lantern hangs on each of the four corners of the wooden pole carrying the coffin. The slightly swaying red light reflects the bright color of the coffin. If you look at it more, you will have a sense of sight filled with blood.

Xiang Ya hurriedly moved his eyes away, and looked in the direction of the mountain road with dizzy eyes. The whole procession was about 50 meters long, and a dozen coffins were quietly lifted one after the other. From the foot of the mountain to the forest in front of the mountain, the lanterns It illuminates everything around it blood red.

When the breathing keeps stopping, when you look at the world, you will have the illusion that everything in the world also stops.

Now, Xiang Ya stared at the end of the line for a long time, and this illusion subconsciously arose in her brain. She felt more and more that although this scene was moving, it was more like a flip book made of dozens of static paintings.

The consciousness that has always been sober can't help but indulge in it. She fixedly looked at the place where the dense fog was, until the fog moved.

Xiang Ya seemed to wake up suddenly, his chest heaved urgently, and the suffocation caused by the inability to breathe made his brain dizzy.

She quickly tugged Zhang Fanyu's sleeve, and pointed her finger at the place where the fog moved just now.

Zhang Fanyu squinted his eyes in the direction her finger was pointing at, and the fog shrank back and forth, like food being swallowed in the belly, desperately hitting the belly.

The last red coffin was being carried out through the white mist.

Different from the previous coffin, this coffin is as alive as if a living person was sealed inside.

"Bang bang bang!"

The tightly sealed coffin lid vibrated desperately, followed by loud and excited kicking sounds from inside.

The movement of the red coffin caused the lanterns hanging on all sides to shake violently.

"Help"

...

Qin Sanqi shook his numb forearm, showing a pained expression, and complained: "What the hell is this mutant bird, it scares me to death."

After finishing speaking, he raised the ax with his right hand and slashed at the giant bird lying on the cloud.

Blood flowed from the bird's broken eye socket, all the way across the neck, and seeped into the white clouds under the body, which soon turned blood red.

Qin Sanqi frowned and stared at the big bird that was bleeding profusely. Within a few seconds, the places he stepped on felt wet and sticky.

He turned his head to look at the huge cloud cluster like a waterfall behind him. Countless clouds stick together, thick and dense, forming a colossus.

Half an hour ago, when he walked into this room, he was surprised by the cloud.

They seem to be able to grow, first covering the entire ground, and then densely covering the top, blocking the scorching sun in the sky and blocking the flowing wind.

In this seemingly vast and cramped space, a large pure white bird suddenly rushed out from behind the giant cloud.

It has three huge golden vertical pupils on its head, and its spread wings are densely packed with human faces full of joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

The mutant bird kept attacking Qin Sanqi. Fortunately, when he came in this time, he bought a lot of offensive props, and it took one third of the props to seriously injure the strange bird.

"Nearly eaten as a bug by a bird."

While sighing, he pulled out his foot that was trapped in the blood cloud, and in his heart estimated the distance from where he was standing to the ground.

He escaped for his life on the clouds all the way, and he was already far away from the place where he first entered the door.

Qin Sanqi was thinking in distress when suddenly the blood-soaked cloud seemed unable to bear the weight of the water, and fell suddenly, dragging his body into the cloud.

With his back to the ground, Qin Sanqi quickly passed through the wet cloud of blood.

He stared wide-eyed and looked under the gradually dissipating clouds, revealing a line of small black characters.

""Storm Cloud Valley" - A Zhi"

...

Qin Sanqi didn't have time to think about the small characters that appeared out of thin air, so he seized the time to look behind his back for props that could slow down his speed.

After a few breaths, he finally found the "Transparent Fluttering Umbrella", opened it quickly, and the speed of the fall finally slowed down. He clenched the handle of the umbrella and patted his chest to slow down.

"Damn, so I ran so high."

Qin Sanqi, who landed on the ground, put away the props, and the door that he had just entered appeared in front of him, so he quickened his steps towards the door.

"209 is not a safe room, screen it."

He closed the door again and looked at the empty dark corridors on both sides. The doors of several rooms were opened. He paused and strode forward.

Qin Sanqi recalled that the hotel initially arranged for him to try sleeping in 108. After he calmly accepted his plum-blossom-headed paper man costume, he quickly rummaged through the paper house, and finally found a key with "209" on it.

He took the key and left the room without any hesitation. As soon as he walked to the corridor on the second floor, he encountered a paper ghost. In the darkness, a ghost as white as light could grin and chase after him.

After spending a little effort to deal with the paper ghosts in the corridor, the radio sounded a warning for violating the rules for the second time, and this time Xiang Ya's number was directly announced.

Ever since it was rumored that Xiang Ya got an S rating in the headless female ghost dungeon, his manager Tang Zhong has been talking about it day and night.

Partly out of the manager's nagging, partly out of selfishness, Qin Sanqi decided to join the A book where Xiang Ya was also there.

He has experienced many dreams, and he hasn't had an A book for a long time. He has been trying to get to S Level in the past three months. Seeing Yan Li arrange this dream for Xiang Ya, he is also curious about the difficulty of this copy.

Sure enough, it was much more interesting than expected.

This "Painting Dreams and Strange Worlds" should be inlaid with many small illusions similar to just now.

Dreamland will not arrange the safe room in the room where the sleep testers wake up for the first time. This new book is a book with multiple people participating. As long as you know where other colleagues wake up, you can basically screen out these rooms.

Of the remaining rooms, one must be a safe room.

Since he has the key to room 209, why not try it.

It's just that didn't expect that this ordinary room outside the safe area was actually inlaid with a small illusion.

"Could it be a clue to the dungeon? Let me guess who Xiao Zhi could be?" Qin Sanqi wiped his face and took out the flashlight from his backpack.

The bright white light briefly shone through the opened door, Qin Sanqi didn't go in, stood outside the door and took a look before leaving quickly.

The room where the sleep testers first wake up is called a fake room in the industry. After the colleagues leave the fake room, they will deliberately open the door and not close it. The door opened by the sleep tester will not be closed.

On the other hand, both ghosts and sleep testers can destroy the door, but the door damaged by external forces will eventually return to its original closed state.

After don't know which big guy summed up this rule, he used this to deliberately open the door of the fake house, implying that other sleepers - this room is not a safe room, there is no need to go in and check again.

Although this method has some potential problems, it does save time and energy for the testers who participate in the multi-dungeon.

Qin Sanqi observed that four rooms on the second floor had their doors open, which meant that four colleagues left the second floor.

He quickly swept across the room with the door open, his eyes quickly focused on the closed rooms nearby, and he chose a random one and tried to twist the handle.

The door lock made two "clicks" and still could not be opened.

Qin Sanqi scratched his head, turned around and said to himself, "Do you have to use a key to open it?"

Just after finishing speaking, the end of his eyes swept to the ground beside his right hand and suddenly there was something sticky.

Taking a closer look, most of the pink and white back of the head suddenly appeared outside the door.

The thing was still rubbing out extremely slowly.

Qin Sanqi blinked, "Lotus head? Together?"

"Wow, my peers help me, I'm on the ground in the water!" Li Feichi was inarticulate and hurriedly called for help.

The author says:

Li Feichi lit a cigarette: I didn't wait for the hair dryer, but the muscular man came, Chichi sighed... The author, can you arrange for me to see Xiangmei in the next chapter~

Author fungus: emmmm, you will interrupt the two-person world of Sir Zhang and Fang~

The smiling face of Zhang Sir who just hugged his girlfriend all the way: I refuse.

(Wuhu, interesting supporting actors will appear one by one~)