Chapter 308

The difference from when they came here is that this time, they no longer need to search the surrounding houses one by one. In addition, the "residents" who followed them before were temporarily restricted from moving, so, without any Under the obstruction, Wen Jianyan and Bai Xue quickly returned to the starting point smoothly.

The two-story building stood crookedly in the rain, gradually becoming clearer in sight.

Just when she was about to approach, Wen Jianyan suddenly noticed something, and stopped her steps suddenly.

He frowned slightly, and looked up at the small building not far away.

...not quite right.

The sound of the dripping rain covered up all the sounds, and the gloomy sky was overwhelmed, reflected in the muddy puddles, which made people almost breathless.

In the humid air, one could faintly smell the stench of rotting corpses, as well as a lingering smell of blood.

The smell of fresh blood.

An ominous premonition struck instantly.

Wen Jianyan's heart tightened, and she subconsciously took another step forward.

As the distance got closer, he could clearly see the blood that had been diluted by the heavy rain in the water on the ground. The closer he was to the small building, the darker the blood color was, just like...

It's like flowing from the inside of the small building.

At that moment, Wen Jianyan was convinced almost immediately

I'm afraid that during the time I was away, something bad happened.

A chill came from under his feet.

Wen Jianyan's face became ugly.

He turned his head and hurriedly said to Bai Xue, "Wait for me outside."

After finishing speaking, before Bai Xue could reply, he turned around and rushed towards the small building in a hurry.

Stepping into the blood-stained puddle, light red water splashed up, Wen Jianyan gripped the handle of the umbrella tightly, his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force, his eyes were stern, staring intently at the pitch-black little building interior.

While running, he took out his cell phone from his pocket.

The last message was from Huang Mao.

But other than that, there isn't a single piece of new information.

Wen Jianyan clenched her teeth without saying a word, her fingers tightened, and her knuckles were slightly white.

His heart was beating wildly, and his breathing became short of breath.

The small building is within easy reach.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and slowed down a little.

He saw three blood-stained human skin umbrellas lying quietly in a puddle not far from the small building.

The surfaces of the two umbrellas have been damaged, and there is a bluish-black handprint branded on the lower edge of the umbrella handle. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a human can leave it.

One had no trace of being used at all, it was lying on the side, and there was no blood stain left on it.

Based on his experience just now, it is not difficult for Wen Jianyan to figure out what happened here just now.

After all, there are two "residents" who chased into the town.

A "resident" came after him, so the whereabouts of the other one can be imagined.

Wen Jianyan remembered that the "hollow" covered by himself under the umbrella was very tall, and coupled with the blood pools all over the ground, it can be concluded that the "guest" chasing the black team should be The woman in 408 is gone.

Obviously, the black team had better luck than him.

According to the number of umbrellas, it can be seen that they found their destination without searching too many places and got an umbrella. So, after completing the task, they returned immediately.

But at this point, their luck is not good enough...

Before they entered the small building, the human skin umbrellas in their hands had the same changes as Wen Jianyan. The ghosts under the umbrellas began to slowly emerge and began to kill people.

In the process, they exposed their position.

As a result, the residents in 408 immediately "aware" of their existence.

It hit them.

And kill them before entering the building.

Logically speaking, this should all be over.

But the problem is...

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Wen Jianyan's gaze fell on the steps, restrained her slightly twitching fingertips, and took another deep breath.

Viscous scarlet blood flowed down from the small building, and was quickly blurred in the rain.

If during this process, the people outside the building try to ask the people inside the building for help, and the people inside the building also extend a helping hand, then their advantage of being in a safe area will disappear.

An umbrella is not enough, in the process, there is a high chance of getting wet...

Then expose your position.

The bad premonition made Wen Jianyan's back feel cold, and his stomach tightened, as if countless cold needles were pricking the back of his neck, causing sharp pain.

He put away his umbrella, and while he was ready to activate the [Holy Infant's Remains] at any time, he walked into the building.

As soon as he entered the first floor, a strong smell of blood came over his head.

Wen Jianyan's face was solemn, he covered his mouth and nose with one hand, turned his head, and slowly looked around the room.

There had obviously been a fierce battle here.

The walls are full of scratches that can only be left by props and talents. The tables and chairs that were neatly arranged before fell to pieces on the ground. Shocking outside, on the ground, several bloodstains from fingernails can be vaguely seen, dragged for a long time, fragments of nails and scraped flesh can be vaguely seen, which looks very horrifying.

The blood is still fresh.

Like it just happened a few minutes ago.

Wen Jianyan's heart sank slowly.

His guess was right.

Residents from 408 were brought in here.

Even just staring at the scene in front of him, he can clearly realize how horrible things happened here just now.

There is no body.

Of course there were no dead bodies.

Everyone who dies here will be dragged into the water and become a member of "those things".

"Buzz!"

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang twice.

Wen Jianyan was startled, and reached out to take out her phone.

"Captain, where are you?"

It was from Chen Mo.

Wen Jianyan stared at the unexpected sender, her eyes widened slightly.

At this moment, there were steady footsteps behind him.

Wen Jianyan held the phone and turned her head.

I saw Bai Xue shaking the rain on the umbrella, and walked in silently from outside.

He didn't follow Wen Jianyan's suggestion of "stay outside and wait for him", but chose to walk in here directly, which meant...Bai Xue judged that there was no danger in this small building.

Wen Jianyan seemed to suddenly understand something.

He lowered his head, typed a few words on the phone, and clicked send.

[I'm on the first floor.

A few seconds after the message was sent, there were hurried footsteps coming from above.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mo and his party appeared in the field of vision, and walked down the stairs in mourning.

The three of them were all pale, and there were still bloodstains on their bodies that hadn't dried up. It was obvious that they were in a very bad situation, but fortunately...the three of them were unscathed.

Chen Mo, Yun Bilan, Huang Mao.

A lot.

Wen Jianyan let out a long breath, the sharp pain on his back gradually disappeared, and his cold fingers gradually warmed up.

When they saw Wen Jianyan appearing in front of them in full beard and tail, the other three were equally excited.

Even Chen Mo, who had the lowest emotional fluctuations on weekdays and always showed a calm image, was not so calm, "That's great, Captain, you're fine!"

And Huang Mao reacted even more violently, tears even welled up in his eyes: "Woooooo! Captain, you don't know, just now"

Unexpectedly, Wen Jianyan took over the conversation:

"It didn't hit you, did it? "

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Huang Mao was startled, the voice that hadn't escaped was blocked in his throat, unable to rise or fall.

His tears were held back:

"You, how do you know?"

What happened in the small building just now was horrific.

It was an attack that almost no one could resist. Originally, they were all planning to retreat to the second floor and fight to the end, but what they didn't expect was that after killing all the black team members, all the voices disappeared , it was almost as if... gave up attacking them.

After listening, Wen Jianyan's eyes darkened slightly.

really.

He was not sure at first, but now, Wen Jianyan has completely figured it out.

"Guests" will not attack the party that brought them into the hotel.

This is why Wen Jianyan and his group were able to either leave 408 when they were in the Xingwang Hotel before, and it is also the reason why, when they were on the first floor, they were obviously faced with three choices, and the residents in 408 did not choose luck Wen Jianyan, who was the worst and the easiest to target, chose to attack the black team instead.

The same goes for other guests.

Therefore, the two "residents" will act separately in the small town.

The tall "resident" followed Wen Jianyan and Bai Xue, while the female "resident" in 408 followed the black team.

The same goes for other guests.

Therefore, the two "residents" will act separately in the small town.

The tall "resident" followed Wen Jianyan and Bai Xue, while the female "resident" in 408 followed the black team.

Chen Mo and Yun Bilan were stunned for a moment, but they also quickly realized the implication of Wen Jianyan's words. They looked at each other and saw the same strange color in each other's eyes.

"If this is the case, then, in order to survive, shouldn't we bring more guests into Xingwang Hotel?"

If this guess is true, then this will overturn all the conclusions they have drawn so far.

"Guests" are not just a threat, but a resource.

Bringing them from the Rainy Town to the Prosperous Hotel will not only occupy more rooms and curb the growth of the opposing camp's forces, but more importantly, even if they start wandering, they will not attack their own side, but only attack the opponent's camp. anchor...

Although the process of taking them away from the town is very dangerous, as long as they are brought into the Prosperous Hotel, it will be of great help to them.

After all, people will die, but ghosts will not.

Wen Jianyan didn't speak, she pursed her lips and fell into deep thought.

"So, captain, have you found a solo painting with only one resident?" Yun Bilan asked.

Only then did Wen Jianyan withdraw her thoughts.

He raised his eyes and nodded: "Yes."

In this operation, he not only obtained three umbrellas, but also found the specific location of a single painting, which can be said to be very fruitful.

But...according to the conclusion they just came to, it's not really worth going back there.

Their best option now is not to go back to find the painting, but to enter the double-painted room and return to the Xingwang Hotel through that painting. In this way, they can add two guests to their side at once, which will Greatly increase their chances of winning.

After all, sooner or later Black will discover this mechanism too.

By that time, they will definitely take advantage of this. If they don't seize the opportunity now, it may be too late later.

What's more, the "guest" trapped under the umbrella is still standing at the door of the single-person painting house. Although he is temporarily unable to move, this state will not last long.

No matter which aspect is considered, it will be the best choice to pick up the double painting and open the passage back to Xingwang Hotel from there.

Wen Jianyan seemed to have made a decision.

He raised his eyes and distributed the umbrellas in his hands to his teammates.

He and Baixue used those two umbrellas, as well as the two umbrellas that the black team took away and could no longer use them. However, the umbrella that the black team brought back and the two umbrellas he found in that house before Umbrellas are still usable.

Their team has five members and three umbrellas. Although it is very embarrassing, at least it is enough.

Wen Jianyan said.

"follow me."

As he spoke, he opened his umbrella and walked into the rain first: "There are still ten minutes left in the one-hour time when the lights are turned off. We must speed up."

In any case, they had to return to the Xingwang Hotel before then.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, the Ouroboros ring on his finger was shining brightly.

He has too many questions to answer.

There is too much to do too.

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