Chapter 252

Zhang Yu walked in front, and the other two followed him, a faint, ominous red light shrouded the three of them, which seemed particularly clear in the darkness.

"Come with me."

Orange Candy turned her head, glanced behind her back, and whispered.

The moment she finished speaking, the sound of stiff footsteps came from behind the people.

Zhang Yu nodded and listened to the footsteps of the corpse.

The sound was neither fast nor slow, without any change in rhythm, and it was like a shadow following him, swaying in the huge shop, making people feel cold on their backs.

It's slower than expected.

Look, Wen Wen is right. Although this candle has the effect of being an oil lamp, it will be weakened in effect. If he is holding an oil lamp in his hand now, it will be ignited in such a closed space, I am afraid

The footsteps of the corpse will be several times faster than they are now.

If that's the case, he might not even have time to pull the corpse counter away, and he would be directly attacked.

If it was at this speed, he would be able to pull the corpse at a distance and not near, allowing him to follow him around the shop.

At least before Wen Wen came up with a solution, keep away from the counter and incense burner.

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and fixed his eyes ahead:

"Let's go, I'll get a little distance."

at the same time.

The candlestick emits a slight light, barely illuminating a small area in front of you.

On the red tabletop, there are lit copper candlesticks, and a small brass incense burner. Among the incense burner, an incense stick is inserted in the middle, burning quietly.

Although it has been several minutes since Wen Jianyan was about to ignite, it is strange that the length of this fragrance has not changed at all, as if it has not been consumed at all.

Sure enough, incense is not the main thing, the main thing is the sacrifice.

The picture that had arrived on the third floor flashed through Wen Jianyan's mind.

Whether in the room or in front of the grave, the offerings contained in the plates have basically rotted, but the original mold can still be vaguely identified.

Fruit, pastry, and meat.

He is the third old man in traditional sacrificial sacrifice.

In other words, perhaps he should also offer similar existences to "customers"?

No, maybe not enough. This copy of [Changsheng Building] is very different from other copies. This copy has a unique system of fortune, such as the money that can obtain props in the donation box, such as the ability to dispel darkness, or

It is the lamp oil that heals the curse, etc., these functions cannot be replaced by props.

However, regardless of whether it is useful or not, he must try it first, after all, this is his only clue now.

Wen Jianyan quickly click on the system mall, select and pay.

Soon, three plates appeared on the table in front of them, each with different offerings placed in it.

Three plates of fruits, pastries, and meat are placed side by side on the table, making them look grim.

Sure enough, as Wen Jianyan thought, nothing happened.

The customer's footsteps still followed the flashing red light in the distance, and the incense lit in the incense burner did not change, and the same was true for offerings.

What else is missing.

What?

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and he almost lost his blood. Under his eyelashes, his eyes were deep and obscure, as if he was thinking quickly.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

Wait... When I was in the stairs between the third and fourth floors, there was no sacrifice around me at all, and the "transaction" was completed.

Why is this?

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes.

He keenly realized that if he found the answer to this question, the real solution might come to light.

Zhang Yu held the candle and walked in front of the other two, not far or near. Behind him, the sound of the footsteps of the corpse followed at a fixed speed.

The speed required does not change, and the distance between them will not change, and he is most likely to be safe.

Zhang Yu thought about this and felt a little relieved.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"stop!"

Acropolis's tense voice rang in his ears, his tone was rapid and solemn: "Don't go forward!"

"!"

The other party’s reminder was too sudden, and Zhang Yu was shocked. The steps under his feet had subconsciously taken out-

Under the faint red light, the one-sided side of his feet that was about to settle down had turned into darkness as thick as ink, as if his mouth was wide open in the abyss.

The next second, a pale blue palm popped out from the darkness, covered with dense corpse spots.

It was exactly the same as the hand that just pressed on the counter!

"!!!"

Zhang Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

As a senior anchor, his body's reaction ability far exceeds that of his brain. He subconsciously developed talent. A layer of rock-shaped existence quickly rose under his feet, covering all his calves in the blink of an eye.

His palm rubbed Zhang Yu's calves, but as if he had not found a target, he rushed into the air and slowly retracted it, and then sank into the darkness again.

The surface returns to normal.

Zhang Yu stood in the original place, holding the candle tightly in his hand, his face was pale, his breathing was rapid, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

He knew that if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have been hit directly like he was on the first floor. It doesn't matter - what's more terrible is that if he doesn't let go, he might be dragged into a dark abyss

middle.

"Look, I'm not following me." Orange Candy, who was beside me, suddenly spoke.

Zhang Yu calmed down and nodded: "Yes, yes."

Obviously, the use of red candles is not simply to "attract attention". More importantly, it will make non-human customers "aware of the existence of prey", that is, it will be shrouded in red light.

The human beings become the target of attack, and the "customer" will not only follow him, but also try to kill him.

"Look, the target of attack will be fixed to the holder of the candle first." Orange Candy said, looking at the Acropolis, "Connect your thread to him, don't connect it to me, otherwise your consumption will be too

big."

Acropolis nodded. Although the attack just now was not aimed at him, his face looked very pale, almost the same as Zhang Yu.

When several people temporarily stopped their pace, the "customers" behind them did not.

"Ka, da, da."

The sound of stiff footsteps swung in the open room, approaching him step by step. As the light approached the candle, the sound of footsteps seemed to be gradually accelerating.

In just a few breaths, the sound of footsteps was approaching, as if it was ringing behind everyone's heads.

Orange Candy's expression condensed: "Quick, I must keep moving forward."

No matter what, you must not be caught up.

Wen Jianyan took out the incense burner again.

He looked around and over, trying to find some clues.

He got nothing.

...After all, if there is really something, with his keenness, he will probably notice it at the beginning. It is precisely because it seems too ordinary that Wen Jianyan has never tried to find a breakthrough.

Wen Jianyan also knew this.

He stared at the incense burner in his palm, a little unwilling to accept it.

The cold copper metal utensils fell in the palm of their palms, making them look heavy.

There is no special pattern inside the dough, and there is nothing inside, like it is eaten completely without any valuable features.

Space.

How could this be-

“…”

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

Yes, this incense burner is also space.

If the broken fragrance inside is exhausted, it is understandable, why will the incense ash disappear?

Logically speaking, incense ash is the incense after burning, it is residue, waste, and it cannot be a tribute. Why does it disappear after the transaction is over?
To be continued...