Chapter 305

Half of what Wen Jianyan just said was true.

After all, Bai Xue, as one of the top ten, is no longer at the level of an ordinary senior anchor. Even though he seems silent and obedient, and seems to be very easy to control, Wen Jianyan knows clearly that being able to live in Meng'er for so long is absolutely impossible.

He won't be a very easy to get along with character.

Moreover, such a person is extremely difficult to get close to, and it is almost impossible to explore his true character and true thoughts. In this case, orders will be counterproductive.

In addition, the other party has enough experience in dealing with copies. Just like when he first entered the painting, he will judge when to give suggestions without the need for a newcomer like Wen Jianyan to give instructions.

Of course, half of it is fake.

Although they are in the same team for the time being,... they also know that Bai Xue's entry into this dungeon was a complete accident. Wen Jianyan is very clear that they only have the same interests for the time being. If they rely too much on the other party's "spiritual medium ability"

"If anything happens later, his situation will be very bad.

After staying in the Mengxia live broadcast room for so long and going through so many copies, Wen Jianyan is very clear about how the internal rules here operate.

In a sense, danger represents opportunity.

Only when you encounter danger can you get more information and dig deeper.

In a copy of this difficulty, taking advantage of the loopholes to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages will only put the anchor into a disadvantageous situation in the later stage.

What's more important is...

The "curse" on Bai Xue made Wen Jianyan very concerned.

Although he has not yet fully understood the deep connection, it is hard to believe that the anchor's death when he entered the first painting was an accident no matter how you think about it.

Therefore, this also makes Wen Jianyan act very cautiously and try to avoid unnecessary risks and crises.

Wen Jianyan held an umbrella and walked in the rain, glancing at the white snow on the side without leaving a trace.

The other party walked silently beside him, half a step behind him. The edge of the human-skin umbrella covered half of his face, and the exposed corners of his mouth looked straight and indifferent.

Although Wen Jianyan has always been good at reading people, but perhaps because of his lack of soul and being too deeply affected by the copy, all the top ten in the nightmare gave him a strong sense of "alienation". In a certain sense

From a practical point of view, they are no longer fully considered a complete human being.

Even orange candies are like this.

Therefore, he will not make any rash actions without any certainty.

This is true even now.

Not long after he walked out with an umbrella, Wen Jianyan's cell phone suddenly buzzed in his pocket.

He took his cell phone out of his pocket.

After seeing the text message from Huang Mao, Wen Jianyan's eyes narrowed.

……really.

Although he had expected this result before leaving the small building, after he was convinced that it would come true, he could not help but feel a chill behind his back.

He turned his head and glanced around subconsciously.

The gray-black sky was very low, and thin raindrops were falling down. There was no so-called "hole" at all. This is normal.

After all, their positions have changed many times, and they can no longer clearly know in which direction the "guests" will appear as before.

And they don't have the eyesight of Huang Mao, who can see the empty position in the endless cold rain at a glance.

Wen Jianyan only knew that they were being "followed" by something.

However, what that thing is, how many there are, where it is located, and how close it is to them... are all unknown.

Is it more than ten meters away, or is it already approaching behind them...?

It cannot be sensed, cannot be explored, and cannot be verified.

This danger of not knowing when it will come is the most terrifying.

The surrounding rain was still falling all the time, and the water on the bluestone road was splashing in all directions, hitting the human skin umbrella above the head. Looking around, it was gloomy.

A strong sense of insecurity shrouded his head, making Wen Jianyan's hair stand on end.

"Be careful not to step in any water. Let's go quickly."

Wen Jianyan lowered his voice and said to Bai Xue while keenly observing the surrounding situation.

Although they can be "followed" now, even though they have been out for so long, they have always been safe. Bai Xue did not warn him of the danger during the previous journey...

Therefore, Wen Jianyan guessed that the protection provided by the human skin umbrella should still exist. Although they would occasionally touch the water, they were not completely exposed to the rain. Therefore, although the "visitors" followed them,

But they haven't attacked them yet.

However, this situation should not last long.

Even if they are protected by leather umbrellas, in the endless drizzle, their bodies will inevitably become increasingly wet...

If the attack by "guests" needs to reach a certain threshold, then it shouldn't take long at this rate.

The two quickened their pace almost immediately.

This time, the distance between the place Bai Xue pointed out and their current location is the farthest, which means that they will have to walk in the rain for longer and will be more dangerous.

The rain fell, splashing water droplets in the puddles. The umbrella above the head vibrated slightly in the rain. Then in the dim light of the sky, you could vaguely see the delicate lines on it like human skin, which looked particularly weird and terrifying.

.

Wen Jianyan stared straight ahead, his steps cautious and quick.

He carefully avoided the standing water on the ground, never giving himself a chance to step in. At the same time, he carefully hid his shoulders and body under the umbrella to minimize the number of times he was exposed to the rain.

Getting closer.

In the drizzle, the room pointed out by Bai Xue was getting closer and closer to them, and its outline gradually became clearer from blur.

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The windows and doors were open, eerie and dark, giving people a particularly ominous feeling.

However, in the eyes of Wen Jianyan now, the seemingly gloomy house not far away is like a rescue at the moment. As long as they get under the roof, rain is no longer a problem, no matter what is following behind them

, once it enters a dry place, it cannot detect them.

At least for the time being.

At this moment, a young man's cold voice came from not far away: "Umbrella."

Bai Xue's prompt came out of nowhere, making Wen Jianyan stunned for a moment.

……umbrella?!

However, almost as soon as Bai Xue's words fell, a cold and cold feeling suddenly hit him, like a sharp knife cutting the skin, bringing strong pain, making the back numb, and the hair standing on end. It didn't even need to be

After thinking more about it, Wen Jianyan immediately realized something.

Danger.

Wen Jianyan moved his eyes and subconsciously glanced at the umbrella in his hand.

His hand was holding the lower edge of the umbrella handle. The dark umbrella handle formed a sharp contrast with his cold and pale fingers, which looked particularly dazzling in the rain.

And underneath his hand... the outline of a hand appeared faintly.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils suddenly narrowed.

The fingers were very small, like the hands of a child, holding the umbrella handle tightly without moving. The skin showed an abnormal pale blue color, and there seemed to be faint corpse spots on it. The smell of rotten fish was lingering in the humid air.

gradually gradually emerged.

"…"

Wen Jianyan shook his fingers and forcibly restrained himself.

Resist the urge to throw the umbrella away.

The brain starts working quickly.

What's this?

"Guest"?

impossible.

He introduced the residents in 408 to [Xingwang Hotel]. Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, Wen Jianyan still knew that the person in the painting was a woman. Although he had never seen the residents on the first floor with his own eyes,

However, judging from the footsteps and steps that echoed in the corridor after the door handle was unscrewed, it was most likely that it was a taller man.

No children.

The only place with children is...

At that moment, a picture flashed in Wen Jianyan's mind.

On the second floor of the small building, four upright figures could be vaguely seen on the dark canvas, two large and two small, with pale and blurred faces, standing stiffly in place.

There are four chairs at the table.
To be continued...