At this moment, Yan Wei turned over and got out of bed, holding the moon wheel and rushing out in the darkness. Lin Qing, who had been silent until now, sat up suddenly.
Leaving maliciously, the suspended time and space resumed flowing at this moment, the silent surroundings were surrounded by the mechanical sound of the train and the sound of rain, Xu Miaomiao's call immediately rang a second time.
She was calling Ding Xiao, but Yan Wei was the one who left at the moment when the time thawed. He ran to the door of the sleeper room where Ding Xiao was, and Lin Qing rolled over from the lower bunk.
The entire corridor was empty except for Yan Wei standing in front of the door. In the dead silence, the voice in Xu Miaomiao's room was particularly obvious. Yan Wei also seemed to have heard the sound of "呵呵" coming from inside, as if something sharp was scraping against a metal or hard iron wall, scraping a person's nerves.
Yan Wei opened the door all at once—fortunately, Xu Miaomiao didn't lock it.
What caught my eye was the dazzling beam of the flashlight, and Xu Miaomiao's cry of pain came from my ear.
In the beam of light, there seemed to be something thick and black hanging on the upper bunk, half of his body was hanging down, and his hair was hanging down.
His eyes, which had been soaked in the darkness for a long time, were stabbed and blinked a few times. He couldn't see everything inside clearly, but he didn't hesitate, and closed the sliding door with his backhand, leaving him, Xu Miaomiao and others together. That dirty thing was locked in this room together. Hearing the movement of other people outside the house, Yan Wei yelled: "Don't come in!!! You can't attract any more ghosts, only two people at most!!"
He is still in an immortal state, so he can rush in recklessly, but if another person comes in, it will only attract more dirty things because the number of people exceeds the standard.
Lin Qing and the others who came outside obviously also understood this truth. After closing the door, Lin Qing's voice came from outside: "If you can't hold on, change me immediately."
"Yan Wei, come out, I can handle it." It was Yan Mingguang.
Yan Wei has no time to answer.
He rushed directly to the lower berth where Xu Miaomiao was in the blink of an eye, and without even looking at the dirty thing, he took out a dozen high-level props from the black ring that he had stored for the first time when he went upstairs.
This dungeon does not use the body index, and when encountering a ghost attack, it can only be piled up with the function of props.
In an instant, props were scattered in front of Yan Wei's eyes, temporarily blocking that thing. Yan Wei glanced at it, and saw half of the thing's body hanging from the upper bunk, its face was bloody and fleshy, there was a hole right above its head, and its brains dripped down bit by bit as if endlessly, emitting a disgusting smell. the stench.
The nails of this thing are sharper and slender than the blade, and the hands are pushed forward with all their strength, the waving nails are only a moment away from touching Yan Wei's cheek, and the air beside Yan Wei's cheek seems to become sharp and cold.
Its head shook slightly, and it hung upside down showing a stiff smile at Yan Wei.
The props began to shatter one by one, Yan Wei protected Xu Miaomiao behind her, stared at the thing in front of her without looking back.
"Are you still alive?" he asked.
"..." Xu Miaomiao's already somewhat hoarse voice came, "Just now I was caught through the palm of this disgusting thing and was injured, but I didn't die. But I used up all the props, and only the last bone stick that I use next to me is left , if you didn't come in just now, I won't be able to run away after the bone stick is broken."
A few props in front of Yan Wei were broken again.
The thing bared its fangs and claws to get closer, and as it swayed, its brains dripped everywhere, as if it was about to be thrown onto Yan Wei's body at any moment.
Behind Xu Miaomiao was the iron wall of the train, and in front of her was Yan Wei who was blocking the edge of the lower bunk. She hid in this small cramped place, racing against time to process the flesh and blood in her palm.
She suspected that something was going to happen to her in the middle of the night, and she was ready to gamble her life with props. The person she called was also Ding Xiao who had led her all the way to the present—her relationship with Yan Wei and the others was far from desperate.
But she didn't expect Yan Wei to rush in without hesitation.
Just as he was about to speak, Yan Wei threw another prop at the ghost in front of him, and said calmly, "Don't be moved by yourself, I'm not dead right now, and I'm the most suitable person to come in."
"I want to say," Xu Miaomiao endured the pain in her palm, "...you don't have enough props. This dirty thing is not just in front of you."
As soon as she finished speaking, a cold air came from Yan Wei's right side, and her black nails suddenly poked towards him.
The divergent beam of the flashlight slightly illuminated the shadow that came, which was another ghost with a broken head. As soon as he dodged, two hands were stretched out from the front right!
Yan Wei was shocked, dragged Xu Miaomiao back to the left, and immediately threw three or four advanced props to the right. At the same time, he already understood Xu Miaomiao's meaning, and without resting in his hands, he threw high-end props forward, backward, left, and right as if they didn't need money.
In the urgency, the darkness mixed with fine light and shadow magnified people's sense of smell and hearing. Yan Wei listened to the rapid breathing of herself and Xu Miaomiao, and was dizzy by the rotten smell around her. In an instant, a ghost hand covered with corpse spots poked his arm with nails.
But for some unknown reason, when the sharp green and black nails touched Yan Wei's large coat, they suddenly retracted, as if they had encountered a terror that was even more difficult to deal with than them.
Yan Wei only cared about throwing props.
One after another, identical ghosts crawled out from all directions, and high-level props surrounded them, temporarily blocking these dirty things.
Outside the door, Lin Qing seemed to be saying, "I'll go in and change Yan Wei."
"It's not until twelve o'clock." Yan Mingguang was more calm than Lin Qing, "Nothing will happen to Yan Wei."
The people outside were restrained, and Yan Wei calmed down a little inside.
Exactly the same ghost has covered the surroundings, except for the iron wall behind Xu Miaomiao, the front and left and right sides are densely packed with this dirty thing, and the light from the flashlight that fell to the side is completely blocked, only Yan Wei The moon wheel in his hand emitted a faint white light, making the surroundings even more terrifying and treacherous.
Xu Miaomiao sighed: "It was like this before you came in just now. I couldn't find a gap to get out, otherwise I would have rushed out. The moment you opened the door just now, it probably knew that there was a new prey coming, so it deliberately moved out of the way." let you in."
Yan Wei raised his eyelids, and silently glanced around—there was indeed no gap.
"There are already two of us here, and now even if one more person comes in and opens the door, it won't have the effect you just had, because three people would have attracted more ghosts, and would have caused ghosts to kill indiscriminately. Only us The two tried to find a way, but after twelve o'clock, your undead skill expired..." Xu Miaomiao was also told about Yan Wei's skill, and he only thought it was the only gift skill Yan Wei got, "The props are gone , there is really no other way.”
This is why she used up all the props just now.
When she called for someone just now, on the one hand, she really couldn't hold on any longer, and on the other hand, she wanted to trick the ghost, so she ran out immediately when the door opened.
Who knew these dirty things didn't know why, tonight was extraordinarily smart, the moment Yan Wei opened the door, the ghost got out of the way, and just as she was about to stand up and rush out, her palm was completely pierced and stared at the iron wall.
When she used the last few props to drive off the ghosts, Yan Wei had already rushed in, and these ghosts filled the berth room to the brim in an instant, with their brains all over every corner.
Once again into a desperate situation.
Xu Miaomiao bit her lower lip, looked at Yan Wei's blurred back, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I have troubled you."
She was not so afraid of death.
After staying in the world inside the building for so long, as long as you are an individual, you know that death is something that will come at any time.
Everyone is ready to be decapitated in the next moment.
Yan Wei didn't reply. He looked at these densely packed dirty things, and thought in his heart--according to the malice that came to the dungeon just now, Xu Miaomiao still triggered the death condition, but it was magnified by the malicious use rules, so it evolved to the point where it was almost impossible to crack. So what is this death trigger? How to undo it? Did it block the sure kill, or did the ghost kill the person
Yan Wei raised his hand, slid his fingertips across the black ring, and glanced at the remaining time in the immortal state: twenty-one minutes.
Try to make the ghost attack successful first.
He saw that several props in a corner in front of him were all damaged and did not repair them, waiting for the ghost in this corner to pounce in front of him.
Xu Miaomiao was behind and couldn't see Yan Wei's deadly actions. Seeing that he didn't respond, she thought Yan Wei was really blaming her.
She said, "I originally called Sister Ding, but I didn't expect you to rush so fast."
The ghost rushed in front of Yan Wei, and the two ghost hands aimed at Yan Wei's head, but finally stopped in front of Yan Wei's forehead. The bloody face fell into Yan Wei's eyes as if zoomed in, so close that he could see the thick blood slowly flowing down the face, and the carrion insects lying on the edge of the hair. Yan Wei suppressed his nausea, watched the thing approach, and saw it was blocked by some kind of force majeure, and the whole ghost bounced back.
The surrounding ghosts did not disappear.
Yan Wei: "..."
It seems that it is useless to resist certain death with undead skills.
Yan Wei threw two more props to fill the gap.
Seeing that he had thrown away a lot, Xu Miaomiao held her last prop, the bone staff, and said, "It would be great if Sister Ding was here. She has more experience than newcomers like us, and she has more props than us. If you use props to pile up, you can pile up for a while longer than us. I see that you have thrown away so much, there is not much left, right?"
Yan Wei: "It's okay." He threw another one to fill the gap on the other side.
Xu Miaomiao also stared at the surrounding situation. She saw Yan Wei throwing another one, glanced at it, and thought that Lin Qing was very kind to Yan Wei. This kind of high-level props that only exist in the records can also be found, and she gave it as a gift. Yan danger.
She said: "How about letting Yan Mingguang and the others try to open the door? No matter how bad it is, there will be more ghosts. Your relationship...they should be willing to take a risk for you, right?"
"Need not."
Ahead, the dozen or so props that Yan Wei threw at the beginning had all been shattered.
"Take my bone stick first, it almost upgraded to a legendary item. The legendary item is pitiful, but there is a gap between it and the high-level item, it can last longer..."
Yan Wei was thinking about how to solve the predicament in front of him, and it was a bit annoying that the east wall was demolished to repair the east wall, and the west wall was demolished to repair the west wall. Without even blinking, he simply grabbed dozens of high-level items and four or five legendary items from his own item library, trying to clean himself up for a moment.
Xu Miaomiao who saw the props thrown by Yan Wei clearly: "???"
Even her tension at the moment of life and death was almost diluted by this legendary prop.
Then Yan Wei let out an impatient "Huh", looked to the other side, and said, "How did this place break down so quickly?"
After saying that, he waved his hand again, and threw more than a dozen high-level props over there, among which were three legendary props glowing bright white.
Xu Miaomiao: "."