Chapter 25

In the darkness behind them, the stiff footsteps that had always followed them suddenly stopped, then changed direction and walked step by step towards the area far away from them.

"...?!"

Listening to the footsteps gradually disappearing, Zhang Yuyou, who was already prepared for the next round of attacks, was startled.

"It looks like it was successful."

Orange Tang on the side stared into the darkness and suddenly spoke.

Only when they find the products being sold in the shop on the fourth floor, the "customers" will abandon their fixed targets and walk in the direction of the incense burner.

"What about us now? Go back?"

Acropolis asked.

"Dang." Orange Tang nodded: "Let's change the direction and go around."

The person deliberately walked around the shop, keeping a distance from the "customer's" footsteps, so as not to attract its attention again, and walked towards the counter.

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In the distance, the dim yellow oil lamp was shining brightly, like the only lighthouse in the endless, deep sea-like darkness.

Several people quickened their pace, rushed into the light, and all breathed a sigh of relief.

Orange Candy raised his eyes, glanced around behind the counter, and frowned:

"Where are the people?"

Although her words did not refer to an object, everyone present knew exactly who the person mentioned in Orange Candy's words was.

Qi Qian had a stern look on his face and shook his head.

So right.

You should know that the location of the incense burner is not far from the counter, and the travel time between the two places will naturally be shorter. But the current situation is that it is the farthest from the counter. In order to avoid customers, we deliberately made a big circle around the orange.

Tang and the others came back, but Wen Jianyan was still nowhere to be found.

at the same time--

"Da, da, da."

The stiff footsteps of the customers were slowly approaching. Judging purely from the distance of the sound, it seemed that they would soon reach the location of the incense burner.

Everyone's nerves were tense.

"Wait a moment." Qi Qian stared deeply into the darkness in the distance, "If she doesn't appear within one hour, activate the prop."

The nursery rhyme on the side nodded.

The person who activated the props forcibly pulled it back, and their last choice was already available to Wande. After all, no one knew what Wen Jianyan was doing now. What if their actions interfered with what he was doing now?

, all previous efforts may be wasted and all members may be exhausted.

Everyone held their breath slightly, their hearts raised freely, and they stared intently at the darkness in front of them, silently counting every second in their hearts, waiting.

After Wen Jianyan's blood dripped into the incense burner, he quickly realized how dangerous his current situation was.

Wisps of blue smoke carrying a strong smell of blood floated up, like an invisible link, tightly connecting him to the incense burner in front of him.

Doing this is tantamount to making yourself a sacrifice and becoming the blood food of the "customers".

In the distance, in the darkness without the candlelight, the footsteps that had been following the red light suddenly stopped and then turned.

Even if he had to listen carefully, Wen Jianyan knew that it was definitely coming in his direction.

Listening to the approaching footsteps, he took a deep breath and suppressed the desire to turn around and run away.

In this situation, Wen Jianyan would have a realistic sense of luck, thinking that as long as he stayed away from the area, the "customers" would eat him up. In this case, this situation would definitely happen.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

First of all, there should be no doubt that “people” are commodities on the fourth level.

On the first floor, the "customer" already has a complete body, and on the fourth floor, he enters the next stage... that is, eating.

On each floor, broadcasters need to receive reception

The number of customers will increase gradually. When you reach the fourth floor, if you want to continue going up, you must receive four customers.

However, if one life is sacrificed for every reception, they will need to kill four people if they want to enter the fifth floor!

If this is the case, then the fourth level is definitely a dead end.

Their current number is sufficient because they have two teams, but for other teams, if four more people die, it is almost the same as the team being wiped out.

It is too simple and crude. It not only violates the rules of nightmares, but also strongly conflicts with the rigorous structure of the [Prosperity Building] that appeared from the beginning.

In addition, Wu Zhu sent him back to the first floor and asked him to go upstairs in another way. This also means that the fourth floor is not an unsolvable deadlock, but there are normal ways to solve it.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, his palms filled with greasy cold sweat.

In the slightly lit candlelight, his lips were pursed tightly. The bruise on his lower lip had not yet dissipated, and was now stained with the bright blood that had just seeped out from his fingertips. In contrast to the pale complexion, the red

It seemed extremely shocking.

Think, think quickly!

[Changsheng Building] is a rare building built on ruthless rules. It has no NPCs, no written records, and no clear clues. However, it is self-contained in a more bizarre way, like a precision machine.

Like a running machine, every phenomenon has its explanation and every clue has its role.

...There must be some details that I have overlooked.

In the darkness in the distance, footsteps were approaching, knocking on the ground like a death knell.

Wen Jianyan heard his heart beating wildly, his blood pressure soaring, and his muscles tightened subconsciously.

His eyes lowered and suddenly fell on the sacrifice in front of him.

"..."

Wen Jianyan was startled.

If human life is actually the right sacrifice, then the cakes, fruits, etc. on the plate actually have no meaning at all, right?

Just dripping blood into the incense burner is enough to complete the ritual.

but……

On the contrary, in front of all the memorial tablets - whether in front of the tomb or in the courtyard - there are some traditional sacrifices that seem to be useless inside, and they are all in a state of decay.

Absolute coincidence.

That is to say...

Some ordinary sacrifices may also be offered as part of the ritual excision.

Wen Jianyan leaned down and looked closely at the sacrifice in front of him——

Because the light produced by the candle was too dim, he didn't realize until now that there seemed to be a layer of faint green smoke vaguely hovering above the plate of sacrifices. The smoke was like the burning incense pillar.

, wrapped around it silently.

Like the clear bond on Wen Jianyan's body, the smoke on the sacrifice seemed like an unconscious coincidence.

But Wen Jianyan knew that things were absolutely different.

It also proved his conjecture that if some sacrifices were simply used without human lives, the process of offering sacrifices would not be completed, but without it, it would lead to a near-annihilation situation.

In an instant, like a ray of light passing through his mind, Wen Jianyan was startled, as if he suddenly realized something.

He raised his hand, his fingers hovered over one of the plates of pastry, and his fingertips squeezed slightly——

The unhealed wound opened instantly, and bright red blood dripped down with a "plop" sound, landing on one of the snow-white cakes.

The drop of blood was sucked up in an instant.

Almost immediately, the hazy layer of green smoke that shrouded the plate of offerings indiscriminately solidified into a thin line, tightly connecting the incense burner and the plate of cakes dripping with blood.

The passage of time is slow, each second seems to stretch into a whole century, and it is so fast that half an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.

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Two seconds later.

Everyone stared intently into the darkness in the distance. The air was dead silent. They could only hear the heavy and stiff footsteps approaching step by step. The atmosphere was heavy and solid, and breathing seemed to become difficult.

"Da, da, da."

Judging from the sound, the "customer" should have stopped in front of the incense burner.

However, there are only one last second left at this moment.

Everyone's heart sank.

Wen Jianyan had not successfully returned to the team at this time, so... the probability that he had died was already too high to be imagined.

"Wait," Qi Qian gritted his teeth and looked at Tong Yao: "Now——"

Before the last word was spoken, a rush of footsteps was heard in the darkness in front of them, like a rabbit with its tail burnt. In the blink of an eye, before they could even react, the silver-haired girl holding the candlestick came.

He had already rushed in front of him and crashed straight in!

She's back!

is back alive!

The moment they saw Wen Jianyan's figure, everyone's spirits were lifted and their eyes lit up.

However, at the same time that he burst into everyone's sight, suddenly, the footsteps of the "customer" stopped without warning.

The next second, Wen Jianyan was like a puppet with its strings cut off. His legs gave out and he fell straight down.

"!!!"
To be continued...