After the Little Crybaby Enters the Nightmare Cycle

Chi Nan thought for a while, and said honestly: "I might make you very ugly, with a negative score."

Ye Chang smiled indifferently: "I'm not good at handicraft, just right."

Chi Nan yawned. If he kept it in the past, he might deliberately slow down to test the rules.

After all, in the first two nightmare books, many clues were found in punishment.

As I said before, the greater the risk, the greater the reward. Some dreammakers put the most critical information on the edge of danger just like deliberately testing dream visitors.

While obtaining clues, it can also satisfy his curiosity about the world, and by the way, he lazily touches a fish.

But before entering the book this time, Ye Chang's death probability was forcibly increased to 90% by the system, and this time the dungeon rewards and punishment rules are based on a group unit. If he takes risks without authorization, it is likely that Ye Chang, whose death risk is as high as 90%, will be affected.

So in the end, Chi Nan decided to pick up the carving knife obediently, and began to awkwardly put the knife on the mold while looking at Ye Chang in the mirror.

He doesn't demand much from himself, just make it like an individual.

Ye Chang is different from him. He basically didn't look up in the mirror, holding the carving knife and drawing a stroke of Chi Nan.

Chi Nan was a little curious: "Don't you need to look in the mirror?"

Ye Changqing smiled: "I remember."

"Um?"

"I remember how you looked," Ye Chang put aside his smile, his eyes were focused, "So I don't need to look at it."

Chi Nan seemed to be down for a while: "...oh."

His always calm mood seems to have caused a little wave, and he doesn't quite understand why.

In a blink of an eye, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and the female foreman stood at the center of the production workshop, raising her voice and saying: "Today's volunteer work is over. Please show us your achievements and works."

Chi Nan was a little embarrassed to take out the candle man who had just been demolded. Apart from the pair of symbolic glasses, this candle man can be said to have nothing to do with Ye Chang.

He sighed: "Sorry, I tried my best."

Ye Chang's progress was also not optimistic. He was forced to stop because time ran out before he even finished carving Chi Nan's face. He shrugged regretfully, "I tried my best."

Moreover, the two are slow, and neither has time to pull each other’s hair...

The female foreman glanced around, and finally gave 107 two boys approving eyes: "Today's "Excellent Volunteer" honor belongs to you two. "

Hearing that, Gu Xiao was so excited that he hugged his roommate and cheered: "It's great, if it wasn't for your help, I guess I would be the bottom."

The artist named Bai Chong smiled modestly: "We are roommates, we should."

Old Yu looked silently in his eyes, to be honest, he was not greedy.

As the most experienced, he instinctively suspects that the so-called "reward" may be a hot potato.

The female foreman solemnly handed a palm-sized white paper box to the hands of two boys in 107, with a stiff and weird smile on her face: "This is what you deserve, bless you, the most handy volunteers."

Bai Chuan's eyelids jumped without warning, but barely squeezed a smile on his face and took the box: "Thank you."

"The success of Candleman's Day is inseparable from your dedication," the female foreman smiled and whispered in his ear, "Thank you."

At this moment, Bai Chuan couldn't laugh anymore, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and shivered severely.

"Given that everyone has performed hard work today, and there is no negative sabotage, no one will need to be punished tonight. Congratulations."

Everyone sighed and said: "It seems that as long as you do it, no matter what the work is, it will not be classified as passive and sabotaged. This nightmare is quite tolerant."

Chi Nan nodded, thinking that if it really depends on the quality of the work, he would be dead.

"You can visit and stroll around the town in the next time, but don't forget, don't try to leave Candleman Town until Candleman's Day is successfully held." She looked out the window and murmured again." No one can go."

Her tone suddenly became cold, making everyone's hair horrified.

"I want to find out, if you visit Zhuren Town, are there any recommended attractions?" Chi Nan asked suddenly.

The female foreman replied: "If you love art, you can go to the People's Candle Memorial Wall in the square. I believe it will definitely become the most exquisite artwork you have ever seen."

"We already admired the Renzhu Memorial Wall last night, and want to know more about it," Ye Chang said.

The female foreman took out a small town map from the drawer and handed it to them: "I hope I can help you."

Chi Nan's gaze fell on the sign of the "Volunteer Exhibition Hall" covered by a red cross on the map: "Is there anything wrong with this exhibition hall?"

Fear suddenly appeared on the female foreman's face, and her voice became cold: "In unlucky places, the residents of our town will not go there easily."

Old Yu asked: "Can you tell us why?"

The female foreman's lips visibly trembled, and she uttered two words for a moment: "Haunted!"

After speaking, she left with a panic expression.

Chi Nan, Ye Chang, and Lao Yu quickly exchanged sights: "Go to the exhibition hall, right?"

After all, what makes NPCs scared is like an important map with key clues buried in it.

Lao Yu smiled and nodded, putting on his jacket and smoking his cigarette and asked the remaining dream visitors: "Who will go to the exhibition hall with us?"

Except for the two girls and Rui Rui who raised their hands to sign up for the first time, the rest of the people hesitated. After all, they were a little scared when they heard the NPC talk about haunting in a panic.

"Mom, you have to be afraid that I will go with my brothers and sisters." Rui Rui said with her mother's hand very understanding.

Her mother squeezed her hair, her tone was a little stubbornly reluctant: "Are you not afraid of what your mother is afraid of? Mom will go with you."

"Okay, there are seven people now, are there any more?" Old Yu asked.

The remaining three boys, look at me and I look at you. Finally, they all slowly raised their hands...Even if my heart is a little hairy, no one wants to miss the key information.

The group set off from the production workshop to the square. Except for Xia Wei's non-stop chattering on the way, everyone was quite silent.

"Bai Chuan, why don't you open the box and have a look, I'm really curious about the contents."

Xia Youyi stared straight at the "Excellent Volunteer" box that the female foreman handed over to Bai Chong, and asked him to open it half-jokingly and half-seriously, "What are you afraid of? Anyway, the final calculation of the favor is open and transparent. Now I know. It’s the same after the copy."

"I'll talk about it later..."

"Let's open it, really, maybe it's an important reminder? The chances of everyone finding clues to survive together will be higher."

Bai Chuan is a newcomer, a little undecided, he looked at the most experienced Lao Yu with a questioning gaze.

Old Yu bit his cigarette butt: "If you don't mind, I certainly hope to take a look."

When even survival is threatened, the priority of finding clues is absolutely greater than the right to privacy. Even if it is a newcomer, Bai Ship knows this. He hesitated for a moment and finally decided to put the mysterious little girl in front of everyone. The carton is taken apart.

As the wrapping paper peeled off layer by layer, everyone gathered around and held their breath. The White Boat who was watching like this was so nervous that his hands shook a little.

"Ah, don't shake! Carefully remove it." Xia Wei was anxious for him when he saw how uncomfortable he was.

Bai Chuan gave him a white look and continued shaking his hands to lift the lid of the carton, but when everyone saw the contents of the box clearly, they all made a sound of "Ah"...

"What...what do you mean?"

"Is it a mistake?"

"Impossible, how could nightmare have such a low-level mistake..."

The faces of everyone were confused, without exception, because there was nothing in the carton.

It's an empty box.

Bai Chuan's eyes reddened anxiously: "How could this happen? I'm sure I took it all the way, and didn't remove the contents..."

"In this way, tomorrow we will ask the female foreman, what is the empty box," Lao Yu suggested for a moment, "it shouldn't be a big deal, let's go, go to the exhibition hall first."

Bai Chuan had no choice but to put the box into his pocket in a panic, feeling a little trance along the way.

"What do you think is going on?" Lao Yu had seen Chi Nan's strength in "You Yu's Dream", so he asked leisurely.

Chi Nan thought for a while and shook his head: "Maybe we can't see it temporarily."

Lao Yu's action of biting his cigarette **** paused: "I hope it."

The so-called Volunteer Exhibition Hall is a venue renovated by a civilian villa in the later period. It seems that it has not been properly repaired. The rusty gate is full of age.

Unlike other buildings in the town, the windows of the exhibition hall are tightly sealed with opaque materials, just like a big box sealed with ulterior secrets, standing silently on the edge of the town square.

There was a security guard sitting outside the rusty gate, just like all NPCs in Candleman Town, the facial features were always too flat to make an impression.

"If we want to enter the museum, do we need tickets?" Old Yu asked.

The male security guard walked among them: "Are you all new volunteers from the candle factory?"

"Yes."

The security guard laughed shortly and waved at them: "Volunteers do not need tickets to visit the exhibition hall."

As he said, he lifted his chin, showing sympathy and wanting to keep a distance from him and moved aside: "The door is unlocked, you can go in by yourself."

Chi Nan: "I heard that it's haunted inside?"

The security guard looked stiff and waved his hands: "Anyway, we locals won't go to the exhibition hall in idleness, evil door, you volunteers are willing to go."

Hearing that, everyone looks at me with different looks, I look at you, and finally Ye Chang opened the big iron gate of the exhibition hall: "Go in?"

He moves naturally like opening his own door...

Chi Nan took the lead in walking in, Ye Chang followed him, always greet the mother and daughter to keep up with the team, and he broke off by himself.

"Everyone keep up."

The moment they all entered the museum, there was a gust of wind from nowhere, and suddenly the rusty door closed with a bang.

At almost the same time, the mother of the mother and daughter screamed, shaking her daughter in her arms in fright.

Rui Rui was very calm, and turned to her mother in a'shhh' posture: "Mom, don't be surprised, pay attention to your sober value."

Her mother immediately nervously covered her mouth with her hand, looked around suspiciously, always glanced at the door, and said quietly: "It's just the wind."

"I'm sorry, but I reacted too much..." Mom tried to restrain her emotions, shaking her voice and apologized to everyone.

The interior of the house is also different from the exhibition hall that ordinary people think. At first glance, people go to the empty villa. There is neither display area nor audience service facilities in the empty hall, because the external light source is completely isolated. Only candles were lit at the same time to illuminate dozens of open rooms around.

And this villa is also very strangely designed in a circular arc shape, with only one spiral staircase leading to the arched zenith.

The handrails on both sides of the spiral staircase are filled with candles.

With the candlelight swaying, everyone's shadows on the white porcelain floor also swayed.

Chi Nan looked at the shadows on the ground, and for a moment he felt as if he was looking at the ghost shadow wall on the square.

Fortunately, these candles are white wax in his perception, not the wax that was wrapped around sardonyx on the window sill last night.

"What the **** is like an exhibition hall, it's obviously a haunted house..." Xia Wei hugged his arms and shivered. He looked at Ye Chang as if asking for help, but found that Ye Chang was looking at Chi Nan...

Chi Nan hugged his arms: "It's much cooler here than outside."

Ye Chang looked at the closed windows and the zenith: "Well, but the window was not opened. It stands to reason that the wind cannot get in."

The long-haired girl named Wu Ying in the team looked around and said coldly, "This house is not feng shui."

"How do you say?" Old Yu asked hurriedly.

"The exhibition hall is wide and empty, and the top is arc-shaped. The spiral staircase leads directly to the zenith, and the handrails are filled with white candles. Isn't it very similar to the tomb we went to the grave during the Qingming Festival?"

Wu Ying shifted her gaze to the black doors neatly arranged in the corridor, "These doors are squarely arranged in rows, painted in gray stone patterns, don't they look like tombstones?"

She didn't say that everyone just felt a little eerie and weird. As soon as she finished talking about some of the dream visitors, their faces were waxy and white, and she almost frightened her back...

"But the spiral staircase is full of iron chains, and the windows are also sealed. It should be a "trapped" formation, that is, if you die in this "tomb," the soul... cannot leave. "

Her voice fell, and the exhibition hall fell into a dead silence.

Everyone is silent. You look at me, and I look at you, with a bad face.

"This...Hey, Chi Nan, where are you going?" Lao Yugang wanted to speak when he saw Chi Nan walking towards the corridor.

"Go and see, what exhibits are there to enjoy in the door." Chi Nan said calmly.

Everyone present was shocked by the calmness that Chi Nan took for granted.

Only those who have seen Chi Nan’s ‘unreliable’ behavior are the exception, he muttered: “Really, I still miss the little anchor’s seemingly inferior talisman at this time.”

It's just that he didn't expect that this gentleman and gentleman from senior high school also followed, his expression was as calm as if the school was organizing a visit to the exhibition hall. As the best student, he had been following the teacher who led the team...

"Student Ye, aren't you afraid?" Old Yu couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Fear," Ye often used an unconvincing and relaxed tone, "but I don't want to miss the opportunity to enjoy the exhibits with Nan Ge."

Lao Yu raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

At this time, Chi Nan had walked into the narrow and long corridor, and found that these doors, painted black like tombstones, were vacant, and the shadowy candlelight leaked from the cracks of the doors.

He raised his hand to push the door in mid-air, paused, and changed the action of pulling the door handle into a knock on the door: "Hello."

Everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit, but now he was still knocking on the door to greet him, and he was so nervous that he could not breathe well.

Is it necessary to be so polite at this time? ! The stronger the sense of ritual, the more creepy it will be...

Naturally, no one would respond to him behind the tombstone door. Instead, there was a very subtle and distorted ‘creak’. The concealed door had no wind and automatically revealed the scene of the house.

"Excuse me."

Chi Nan opened the door neatly, and dozens of slapped candlesticks came into view in the room.

"Chi Nan, what's in it?" Lao Yu asked while standing by the corridor, his voice tense uncontrollably.

Chi Nan: "Candleman."

"What? Is it the kind we made in the morning?"

"Yes, they look like a dozen, and they work very well. They are all at the 107 dormitory level."

I was praised at the moment, and the two boys in 107 were not happy at all...

The craftsmanship of these candlers is exquisite and delicate, and the facial features are lifelike. With black hair as the candle wick, they are just like expensive and artistic handicrafts that are only placed on the special booth.

Chi Nan noticed that the wax used to make them was also ordinary wax block.

At this moment, Lao Yu had already walked over, and when he saw more than a dozen small candles in the house, he wowed: "Is this a contemporary candle terracotta warrior?"

His complaints eased the horror atmosphere very well, and the rest of the people gradually stood up and watched the so-called "contemporary candle terracotta warriors."

Xia Wei vomited: "Bah, baah, bad luck, are the terracotta warriors and horses a funerary object?"

Ye Chang jokingly said to Chi Nan: "Are we all made candle men and placed in this "grave"? "

This exhibition hall can amplify the subtle sounds because of the unique spatial structure, and Ye Chang did not deliberately lower his voice. Everyone heard what he said. The mood that everyone had just relaxed was suddenly tightened, and the air was cold. It's a bit.

Among them, Bai Chuan and Gu Xiao had the most complicated and heavy moods.

Only Chi Nan calmed down as usual: "What kind of souvenir might it be?"

Lao Yu: "...Have you ever seen such a permeating souvenir?"

Chi Nan was seriously confused: "Isn't it cute?"

Everyone: "..."

Ye Chang also joked with him: "I have a chance to give you one as a souvenir."

Chi Nan: "Okay."

Old Yu couldn't listen anymore: "...Student Ye, don't say such unlucky things."

Ye Chang smiled and nodded, but didn't say anything.

Lao Yu squinted slightly and looked at this strange newcomer in high school in confusion, but in the end he couldn't see why.

The candlelight in the room was very bright, but Chi Nan noticed that the shadows of these little candlesticks were not visible under the light of the layers.

He looked back at his feet, then looked at Ye Chang and everyone behind him, the shadows were normal.

It's not a matter of light, is that these small candlesticks have no shadows?

Ye Chang looked at his staring shadow in a daze, and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Chi Nan was silent for a moment: "Let's count the number of candlemen in the room, and then compare the number of shadows on the outer wall to see if they are the same."

Ye Chang quickly understood what he meant, so he allocated rooms with the rest of the people, and checked the number of small candles one by one.

After about twenty minutes, ten dream visitors completed the count of the number of candlemen in the area they were responsible for.

After the incident, no one was willing to stay in this tomb-like exhibition hall for a while, and they left at the fastest speed and went straight to the ghost wall behind the fountain in the square.

At that time, the sky was already dark, but because the entire Candleman Town was shining brightly, it did not affect them in counting the shadows on the wall.

Even in candlelight, these shadows are clearer than in daylight.

"184." The shoulder-length short-haired girl named Dysonson was particularly sensitive to numbers, and quickly counted the shadows on the wall at twice the speed of ordinary people.

Old Yu's eyelids twitched: "Are you sure you have the right number?"

Dysonson shrugged: "I never make a mistake when I count. Don't you believe me to count it again."

Old Yu pouted his lips: "It seems that Chi Nan's conjecture is correct. The number of shadows on the wall is the same as that of the small candlestick."

There are 184 shadows on the wall, and there are also 184 small candlesticks in the exhibition hall.

Chi Nan took out his mobile phone and pointed the camera at the ghost wall to take a panoramic view.

Standing beside him, Yu was curious: "What do you want to do when you take the photo? Isn't the number already clear?"

Chi Nan seemed to be dissatisfied with the shot just now, and changed the position to take the shot again: "Look if the position of these shadow patterns will change."

After speaking, he took a look at the photo he had just taken, but he was still not satisfied.

No way, he is particularly bad at taking pictures, let alone taking good shots, it is very difficult to focus clearly.

Ye Chang looked at him frowning and staring at the screen, and took the initiative to walk over: "Do you need me to take pictures for you?"

"Thank you." Chi Nan handed the phone to Ye Chang directly. Anyway, no one can shoot better than him.

Ye Chang, who got Chi Nan's mobile phone, whispered, "I accidentally pressed the side button and locked the screen."

He returned the phone to Chi Nan, "Thank you for helping me unlock it."

"1220." Chi Nan told Ye Chang the password straightforwardly.

"Huh?" Ye Chang's hand paused. Fortunately, the candlelight was bright enough in the square, and the light was slightly reflected on his glasses, covering the flash of surprise in his eyes.

Thinking that the other party did not understand, Chi Nan repeated: "The phone code is 1220."

Ye Chang faintly hmmed, then lowered his eyes to unlock the photo.

Lao Yu stood close, and accidentally heard the passcode of Chi Nan's phone. He felt that these four numbers were familiar. Where did he hear it?

As soon as his brows frowned, he remembered...

This is the number that opened the key lockbox at the end of "Dream of Yuyu". 1220 is 0:20, representing the time of death of Yuyu in that dungeon...

Lao Yu, who recalled it, flicked in his heart, and he looked at Chi Nan, who had no ups and downs in his eyes, and tightened his brows.

Soon, Ye Chang took a clear picture of the details of the shadow wall. Chi Nan took back his phone and read it, accidentally slipping his fingers, and flipped to the photo of the body in the bathtub taken by Black Tea when he was in "The Dream of Traveling". .

Of course Ye Chang saw it too, and smiled shortly before holding back.

Chi Nan looked stiff, and immediately turned off the screen of his phone: "It was taken by black tea."

Ordinary people will think that the owner of the phone is a pervert when they see this kind of photo lying in the phone album? Chi Nan made a reasonable guess.

The corners of Ye Chang's lips bend: "May I ask, is the background of the photo just now?"

Chi Nan: "The mission of the previous dungeon, so that outfit."

After a pause, he added, "At that time, the eyes were still out of sight, so let the black tea take a photo as a souvenir."

Because I can't see it, I hope to keep the appearance at that time and wait for the day when I can see it.

Chi Nan couldn't say these wonderful psychological changes, but Ye Chang seemed to understand it all at once: "It's great, I can see it now."

Chi Nan: "...Hmm."

Ye Chang: "The shot is very good, and the makeup is also cute."

Chi Nan: "...Hmm."

Although Chi Nan himself thinks this look is very good, but normal people don't have the same aesthetics as him? Ye Chang is really rare, he thought.

Ye Chang put his hand in his pocket, and subconsciously rubbed the cold case of his pocket watch with his fingers: "Brother Nan, are you satisfied after opening your eyes and seeing this world?"

His voice was very low and soft, Chi Nan didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Ye Chang still smiled softly: "It's okay."

After nightfall, everyone had dinner in the cafeteria and looked for clues in the staff dormitory of the Candle Factory for a while. Perhaps because everyone had passed the first night safely, everyone had no idea about this nightmare.

He didn't even know the state and conditions of his death. He just went to the weird little candle man museum. Apart from finding that the number of candle men was the same as the number of shadows, there was no other useful information at all.

Can not find a breakthrough in the dream, knowing the key information is useless.

"If this dungeon task is just for us to make good preparations for the festival, it would be fine." Xia Wei picked out the pork belly in the bowl with his chopsticks, with a look of disgust.

Lao Yu sneered, "Do you really consider yourself a volunteer?"

Xia Wei stuck out his tongue and made a face.

"But what is the relationship between the little candle man and the ghost wall? And let us be the candle man..." Gu Xiao looked at the white boat in the same room, and stopped talking.

"Who knows..." Bai Chuan replied absent-mindedly. Since discovering that the "Excellent Volunteer Reward" box was empty, he has been worried about it. After adding it, he entered the exhibition hall and saw a piece of small candles like funerary objects. , He became more and more disturbed.

"It is possible that the dungeon will turn volunteers into candle men, so this dungeon is called Candleman's Day."

Rui Rui pointed out everyone's worries in their hearts and said that the air pressure around her suddenly dropped.

"Even so, now we don't know the rules for volunteers to become candle people, and there is no way to make effective guesses." The girl named Wu Ying shook her head with a calm face.

Dysonson nodded: "Yes, guessing will only increase the sober value, which is not good for us."

The young mother has been worried: "Well, how can we figure out the rules? How did you do it in the past?"

The unique innocence of newcomers is always difficult to answer, and the restaurant is suddenly enveloped in awkward and serious silence.

In the end, Lao Yu pinched out the cigarette **** and sighed solemnly: "In the past...they always pushed backwards after the victims appeared."

This is the most clear answer everyone wants to hear.