Chapter 332 Prosperous Hotel(2/2)
But the problem is...
Their experience is too rich and the information they learned is too comprehensive.
This is the only basis that Wen Jianyan can establish this time of "fraud".
The [door] that can make Wu Zhu's mark hot is definitely more than the difficulty of the dungeon and may even be close to the origin of the nightmare, and it cannot be offset by any props in the nightmare.
Wen Jianyan knew that the other person should also know this fact.
After all, as senior anchors who have already climbed to the top ten in the Nightmare, they cannot do without any props to force awakening and eliminate interference. However, they did not use props, but chose something more difficult and troublesome: choose the other party.
One of the team acted as a victim.
This shows that these people are absolutely clear about how undeniable the rules of this door are.
And they cannot question this.
And they were even more unlikely to think that Wen Jianyan, who had the mark of the witch candle, could withstand the rules of this door.
In the end, they could only come to one conclusion:
There is a ghost outside the door.
And it is an extremely terrifying person who can even cross the rules of the door to sense the existence of the anchor inside the door... a super evil spirit.
In this case, what will people do?
Pray that the evil spirit will leave?
If the host on the opposite side is just a normal B-level or even A-level, it is very likely that they will choose to do this. After all, they lack the courage and means to compete with the evil ghosts. Instead of facing the ghosts head-on, they are more willing to follow their own
Instinct, choose a more conservative approach.
However, for senior anchors like the Black Squad, they must be able to see that in this case, the ghost blocking the door will not be simple, and even if you wait, there will be no result.
They will definitely choose to compete head-on.
After all, if Wen Jianyan is in that situation now, he would have made the same choice.
but……
Unlike Wen Jianyan, Black now has a great advantage.
A [abandoned child].
A human being treated as a tool, forced to push the door to remove the identity of a "ghost".
The clouds are blue.
Since the phone has not disappeared, she must be alive.
Perhaps because she has not had time to kill her, or perhaps because she is still useful, Yun Bilan can still be "used".
According to Wen Jianyan's understanding of the Black Squad, it is impossible for them to not know the difficulty of the "ghosts" outside the door, which means that they cannot care about the life or death of the tool.
Since one can explore the depth and intensity of the evil spirit outside the sect through a person's death...
So, why not do this?
Of course, all of this was Wen Jianyan's inference. As for what choice the people inside the sect would make, he was actually not 100% sure.
but……
In any case, the possibility of this result is the greatest.
“Aoop!”
A rushing knock on the door sounded.
Will everything go as he thinks?
Wen Jianyan is uncertain.
Through the holes of the mask, the light-colored eyes seemed to burn endless flames in the depths.
But he should know soon.
Inside the door.
Yun Bilan walked in a stiff step because she was unable to move for a long time and staggered towards the door.
The cold eyes of many anchors behind them were like invisible arrows, piercing her thin spine.
“…”
Yun Bilan continued to move forward expressionlessly.
The crooked wooden door was getting closer and closer. With the dim light, she could already vaguely see the rough wood texture on it and feel the gloomy air that penetrated from outside the door.
Ah, it seems that's it.
Looking at the door that was so close, Yun Bilan breathed a long sigh.
I can’t tell whether it is regret, fear, reluctance... or liberation.
No one will come.
She made it her own way and guaranteed it.
The moment she left her phone, Yun Bilan knew about the ending she was waiting for. To be honest, even she herself did not expect that after she jumped into the rain, she could live for another two hours...
This was beyond her imagination.
Looking back, she didn't know how long she had lived secretly. The faces were blurred and left behind far away. They left themselves alone and walked alone.
And now, it's the last moment anyway.
Yun Bilan held back her steps and stared at the door that was hidden in front of her, with a surprisingly calm expression on her face.
Perhaps death is approaching, she rarely recalled the life she had before entering the nightmare.
A family with extremely strong manipulation, suffocating control and surveillance all the time made her resisting and rebellious spikes grow wildly. After struggling with all her strength, she finally broke free from the prisoner that had bound her for half her life.
Cage, start to describe the vision in your heart.
So, she dyed her dazzling blue hair for the first time.
But before the bird was about to escape from the thorns and pounce on the sky, it was recaptured into the second cage.
Yun Bilan took a deep breath and let herself escape from the faded memories.
Anyway, at least the others survived.
Huangmao, who is usually timid but always can muster up courage before the crisis, has always been calm and rational, rarely reveals true emotions, but is very reliable, and...
Wen Jianyan.
A weak human whose soul is trafficked is no different from other anchors in Nightmare, but he wants to be a mantis armed mantis and destroy the entire Nightmare.
It's hard to say whether he is crazy or just too good at drawing cakes. He uses his clever tongue to instill crazy thoughts into other people's minds, seducing one desperate person after another to gather in his
He willingly used it around him.
Maybe I was indeed bewitched.
Yun Bilan admits.
For those of them who have no future in the abyss of despair and nightmare, the vision described by Wen Jianyan is both redemption and poison.
This is even more so for her.
She originally thought that this was her own solution and fate, but... that guy appeared so desperately, bringing her the spark of hope.
Yun Bilan is a selfish person.
I never thought that I would sacrifice for others, but this time, that's what she did.
free.
The two words wrapped in honey and soaked in poison made her rush over again, like moths pounced on the fire.
Yun Bilan raised her hand, pressed her hand on the door, and then pulled it back with force.
...At least this time, death can finally make her get what she wants.
"Squeak--"
The heavy wooden door let out a harsh scream.
The gloomy wind that came with the cold raindrops fell on her body, curling up her dazzling blue hair.
A figure with a pale face, a cold breath, and a strange smile on the corner of her mouth stood at the door. Even if you don't need to think about it, you will know that this is not a human.
It suddenly stretched out its hand and suddenly grabbed Yun Bilan's arm.
Unlike the coldness she imagined, the palm was actually hot, and the dampness of the rain suddenly pressed against her wrist, clenching it hurts.
“?!”
Yun Bilan was stunned.
A familiar, smiling gentle voice sounded in my ears:
Chapter completed!