Chapter 293 Piano Music, Nightmare, Good Night (2 in 1)

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After a few minutes.

Seventy-three came back.

"They're not here."

The two big men downstairs looked at each other.

not there?

Where did you go?

"They acted?"

Fifty-six lowered his head and pondered.

Bashi didn't care too much, picked up the hammer and walked to the hotel.

Seventy-three's slender figure emerged from the shadows, panting slightly.

For the apostle on the agility side, the power value is not too much, and it is not easy to maintain a skill for a long time.

Since the other party was not there, Seventy-Three canceled his skills and stood silently in the corner.

"There are people inside."

Seventy-three pointed to the inside of the house.

Allen was curled up in the bed, hugging an old plush bear, with a contented smile on his lips, and he didn't know what dream he was having.

In the darkness, the three walked in steppingly, and Alan didn't wake up from the dream.

The three of them stared at Allen for a while.

Eighty-one suddenly said: "Those two guys probably found some clues and ran to do the task, right?"

Fifty-Six was thinking about his experiences during the day.

"Green" on TV.

Greentown.

Green offering.

Kill Green.

Although the three of them are good at killing people, they are not good at solving puzzles.

It's a pity that this trial seems to be the type they are least good at handling.

"trouble."

Seventy-three complained coldly.

As the leader of the three-person team, Fifty-Six suddenly smiled: "It's okay, just go find them. Since it's a team task, isn't it normal to be united?"

Bashi raised his chin and laughed wantonly in the dark: "It makes sense!"

Before the three became apostles, they had collaborated countless times to kill people.

Although it wasn't as outrageous as a tacit understanding, the simple communication allowed the three of them to understand their respective thoughts.

finished.

Fifty-six and seventy-three turned around and prepared to leave the hotel.

"Wait, what about this brat?" Eighty-one asked, holding a hammer and pointing at Alan who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Seventy-three looked at fifty-six.

Fifty-Six smiled, moved his fingers slightly, and there was a rattling sound between the knuckles of the fine steel glove, which was the sound of cold metal grinding.

"what ever."

The corner of Bashi's mouth twitched: "Let me be a villain again? It seems a bit cruel. But..."

Eighty-one raised the huge hammer on his shoulder with one hand.

In the darkness, the shadow cast by the huge hammer almost completely buried Alan's peaceful smiling face.

"I like."

Hammer, drop.

In their worldview, killing is equivalent to eating.

And it's quite fragrant.

What's more, they became apostles.

This kind of trial accompanied by death at any time and licking blood on the tip of the knife made them seem to have found their destination.

When they came out of the trial alive for the first time, they were not in shock, horror, disbelief, or hesitation.

Rather, excitement.

Ah, the profession of apostle seems to be tailor-made for them.

As if, they were born destined to exist for the day of qualification.

Ordinary people are suddenly called, become apostles, and they enjoy it while they are still in the adaptation period.

Before the ordinary apostles had time to learn to ignore life, they were already immersed in the pleasure of wanton plundering in the trial and couldn't extricate themselves.

Even though this hammer went on, it was just an ordinary child who was killed, and there was no pleasure.

But there seems to be no harm?

So, it's better to kill it.

Go down with a hammer and hear a sound, it seems to be not bad.

Eighty-one smiled.

boom!

The huge hammer slammed into the ground.

But Bashi's pupils suddenly shrank.

His hammer hit a man in the face.

The man under the hammer, wearing an old floral shirt that has been washed white,

He was wearing loose brown trousers on his lower body, and a pair of old but clean leather shoes on his feet.

Bashi raised the hammer again.

On the smooth surface of the hammer, and the man's bloody face, a long line of mushy blood was pulled out, as if rolling dough.

"It's not right."

Eighty-one frowned, and quickly backed away.

When did this man who took the initiative to catch the hammer with his face appear?

He didn't notice at all?

and.

Normally speaking, is there a normal person who can stand upright in place after receiving a hammer from him in the face, without even a slight sway in his body?

Such a person cannot exist.

Unless, the other party is not human!

"There is a situation!"

Bashi took a very short time to clear up the situation in front of him, and loudly reminded the two people outside the door.

"Oops! Something happened at 81!"

Outside the hotel.

When Seventy-three and Fifty-six heard Eighty-one's exclamation from inside the room, they tensed up and entered a fighting state.

boom!

A big hole was suddenly blasted into the wall.

Among the shattered walls, Bashi was holding a hammer and rushed out cursing with many scars all over his body.

"Fuck!"

"Shadow sliding!"

A smirk flashed across Qishisan's face, without saying a word, she activated her stealth skills, turned into a pitch-black shadow, and quickly moved and shuttled across the ground.

Fifty-Six clenched his fists tightly.

On the fine-steel glove, there was a gleam of brilliance.

In the night, like stars.

Seventy-three and fifty-six are ready to do it.

But Bashi wiped the blood off his face, his face full of depression: "Go, go, don't hit, you can't do it!"

These words startled Wushiliu, who was about to attack the unknown monster.

Behind Fifty-Six, the shadow transformed by Seventy-Six also trembled.

Isn't this the eighty-one they know?

This guy is not afraid of anything, but chose to run away for the first time?

Bashi seemed to understand what the "teammates" were thinking, and explained while running: "There are many monsters inside, monsters that can't be hammered to death!"

finished.

From the huge hole smashed by the hammer, men who seemed nothing special walked out step by step.

Those men were uniformly dressed, and the old leather shoes under their feet made a rattling sound when they landed on the ground, which looked extremely eerie and strange in the quiet night.

None of this matters.

Fifty-six and Seventy-three looked at the group of "men".

Their faces... have no eyes, ears, mouths and noses!

All faceless people!

Even though the three of them were murderous and their hands were stained with countless blood, this weird scene still made fifty-six and seventy-three feel their scalps tingling slightly.

After all, the number of these faceless people is too much.

From the hole, one after another, they kept gushing out, and the faceless heads surged in front of the three of them.

If it's an ordinary monster, that's all.

But even the eighty-one hammer can't kill him...

"retreat!"

Fifty-six shouted loudly, the brilliance on his fists disappeared instantly, and the three of them ran wildly on the street.

But the countless faceless figures seemed to be staring at the three-person team, their limbs began to twist, roll, and stretch, converging into a colorful torrent in the dark night, the pale face without facial features seemed to be a strange scene white tide.

If this scene is seen by the timid, they might be frightened and faint.

"what is that?"

The physical fitness of the three of them was far superior to that of ordinary people, and they ran two kilometers in one breath.

In the dark night, they have no time to distinguish the routes around them.

Seventy-three suddenly frowned and pointed forward.

Fifty-six and Eighty-one looked in the direction pointed by Seventy-three.

There was a pile of white-colored pieces of meat.

a lot.

Precisely.

Not a piece of meat.

Upon closer inspection, those white "meat pieces" turned out to be two human legs, and above the human legs, there were no other organs or parts. It was like a living person who was cut in half by some mysterious force, leaving only half of his body running naked with his buttocks naked.

But that's not the worst part.

The most frightening thing is that there is a long whip between the legs of the ghost-like monster.

The whip was covered with ferocious barbs, and the barbs were still dripping blood to the ground.

The shape of this group of monsters far exceeded the upper limit of imagination than the faceless man chasing after them.

Although the monsters looked very ghostly, the three of them were not good at it. After a short shock, they bit the bullet and prepared to kill them.

But at this moment.

Bashi had just picked up the hammer, whirring, and when he was about to strike a big windmill, his expression froze suddenly.

In the middle of the group of "two legs and one whip" monsters, a girl in a white dress was sleeping on the ground, motionless.

In such a situation, no matter who it is, the first reaction is...that is a dead person.

But these three people can tell the difference between the dead and the living at a glance, without wasting too much time.

The girl... more likely fell asleep.

Fifty-six and Seventy-three were shocked, and looked at Eighty-one at the same time.

They recognized the sleeping girl lying among the monsters.

That was clearly the woman they let go during the day.

"Fuck!"

Eighty-one looked stunned.

"Mom... Mom... Mom..."

"Mom... Mom... Mom..."

"Mother……"

"Mother……"

Countless monsters with strange shapes are like an ocean. They obviously don't have the organ of "mouth", but from nowhere, they make a shrill sound like ghosts, step up their legs, and run towards the trio.

In a blink of an eye.

Countless whips with barbs drowned the trio in an instant.

"ah--"

Monster Central.

There was a miserable scream.

at the same time.

Yi Lin and Xing Fei came to the TV station quickly after entering the dream world.

"What are we doing here?"

Do not know why.

Obviously he is the spiritual apostle.

But in front of this guy, he seemed to be too lazy to use his brain.

You are obviously on the agility side, so why compete with the spirit side apostle for the role of reasoning and solving puzzles?

Don't you want to line up on my dignified side?

But this feeling of somehow finding clues without using your brain... really fragrant.

After Xing Fei asked, several thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Isn't there a 'Green' on TV?"

Yi Lin said casually.

"But the three of them killed during the day, didn't they not complete the main task?"

"You also said that it was daytime." Yi Lin smiled, turned her palm, and Blood Jasmine appeared in her palm: "The 'Green' in Green Town is not the 'Green' we are looking for, but the 'Green' in the dream Green', maybe not, right?"

Xing Fei was taken aback.

Yi Lin paused for a moment, then shook her head again: "Although I personally don't think this trial will be that simple, it would be unreasonable not to investigate such obvious clues."

This? Simple?

Who in a normal person would have thought of such a weird phenomenon that dreams and reality overlap?

The brain hole of this trial has broken through the sky, okay?

Xing Fei complained silently in his heart.

The lights in the TV were dim.

No one was there.

"Eh? The body has been cleaned up?"

Xing Fei followed behind Yi Lin and found something suspicious.

"Don't forget, this is a dreamland."

Yi Lin reminded in a low voice.

"Right."

Xing Fei quickly accepted this setting.

After all, everything is possible in dreams.

Hiss--

rustle——

They just walked into the first floor.

Then I found that in the depths of the darkness, there were bursts of strange sounds.

These sounds come from all directions, and seem to come from the ceiling, walls, and the ground, converging together, making it difficult to distinguish the source.

Xing Fei suddenly became nervous and clenched his fists.

Yi Lin didn't stop, but speeded up, following the structural diagram of the Green Town TV station in her memory, and walked into the depths of the darkness.

suddenly.

in the hallway.

One by one, the strange figures walked out slowly.

"Hiss...ha...ho..."

"Bryce..."

"Susan..."

"Bala la..."

"Tired at work……"

From that strange black figure, strange voices came out, echoing in the empty corridor.

Among those words, some could barely distinguish the names of certain people, or some boring complaints, but more of them were hoarse syllables without any meaning.

"Fuck? Don't tell me that these monsters are all residents' dreams? What the hell are these guys thinking about during the day! Do they have nightmares all day long?"

When he saw the shapes of those monsters clearly, he couldn't help but scream, a weak electric current passed from the tip of his hair straight to the tip of his hair, his scalp was numb, and his hair stood on end.

I saw those monsters, some lacked limbs, some had their internal organs exposed, some parts were exaggeratedly magnified, and some were even squashed into a lump, moving quickly towards the direction of the two of them like reptiles on the ground.

Ka Ka Ka...

The narrow corridor is not suitable for releasing any earth-shattering skills. Yi Lin holds a short knife and tentatively chops off a "person" with particularly big eyes in front of him. After finding that it can cause damage, he safely kills the group of monsters , One ride is worth a thousand.

"No confusion value,"

Yi Lin thought to himself, there was no familiar reminder in front of him, but he was not surprised at all.

The creatures in the dream are derived from the dreams of the residents of Green Town, and all monsters are nothing but illusions.

To Yi Lin's surprise, Xing Fei's skills were not weak, he held two small daggers, and swished behind Yi Lin, making a fortune with a muffled sound.

"Your strengthening is a bit interesting."

While killing monsters, Yi Lin sneaked in and said with a smile.

Xing Fei's pupils shrank slightly.

He immediately noticed that the word Yi Lin used was "strengthening", not "skill".

After hesitating for a moment, Xing Fei said helplessly: "You can see it, this is 'alchemy'."

It really is alchemy.

A very niche enhancement.

Because of the high learning threshold, few people can master this technology.

Yi Lin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

It would be a little hurtful to ask any more.

After all, everything about the apostle's ability is the most important secret for everyone.

Xing Fei saw that Yi Lin moved swiftly, and killing monsters was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. While he was surprised by Yi Lin's strength, he also had doubts: "These monsters do look scary, but their strength is not good? As long as After entering the dreamland and being able to cause damage to them, no matter how many monsters there are, as long as they are not too outrageous, they will not pose a great threat."

Erin nodded.

Did not speak.

"Dreams are actually very mysterious existences. Some people say that dreams represent a person's wishes, or the strongest fantasies in his mind. There is also a saying that in the recent period, the strongest emotions in the heart will also Appear in dreams in various postures."

Yi Lin jumped up high, and with a counterfeit move, she drew her sword and cut a female monster with a particularly long tongue in front of her. Talking bad about people behind their backs, so this gesture, is shown in this way."

"For another example, this eye is particularly big, maybe it likes to peek at other people's secrets."

"This leg is so long, it is very likely that he dreams of being taller than ordinary people."

"This one was flattened into a lump of flesh, probably suffered some kind of pain from being hammered flat."

"Look at the exposed internal organs, the intestines are full of oil. It may be a dream to taste the world's delicacies."

While killing, Yi Lin analyzed the shape of the monster from an idealistic point of view, very happy.

Fuck?

Killing monsters can also kill life experience?

And how can these monsters embody the word "dream"?

Apologize to "Dream"!

Xing Fei listened silently, and could not agree with this.

Fighting all the way.

All kinds of distorted monsters turned into powder one after another.

Those monsters did not have a complete body, and some of them even gave people the illusion of breaking apart at any time. The corridor in front of them was twisted into an S shape from time to time, making both Yi Lin and Xing Fei feel like they were in a dream. , it is not difficult to tell the difference from the real Greentown.

Twenty minutes later.

Yi Lin and Xing Fei finally reached the fourth floor.

In fact, at first, the fourth floor was not their destination.

They just wanted to search for all creatures that might be "Green" in the TV station.

But after clearing the monsters, it finally appeared on the fourth floor.

"Wait? What's that sound?"

Just set foot on the fourth floor.

Xing Fei paused, his face showing surprise.

Ahead, in a certain room, a melodious singing sound could be heard faintly.

"It's a violin."

On the fourth floor.

There are no monsters.

The nightmare monster was killed by them.

But here, the sound of the violin suddenly came from the depths. In such a scene, no matter how beautiful the sound of the violin is, it is difficult for people to appreciate it.

Yi Lin and Xing Fei looked at each other.

Xing Fei pursed his lips in the direction of the sound of the violin, as if saying: You, agile side, go first!

The corners of Yi Lin's eyes twitched slightly.

There is an urge to showdown.

But think about it or forget it.

After all, I've been pretending to be agile for so long, so it doesn't matter if I pretend to be a little longer.

There is a door.

The melodious sound of the violin came from inside, with ups and downs, sometimes mournful, sometimes light, and sometimes deep.

And a man with a deep voice was singing in a low voice.

again and again.

singing the same song.

like...

"He's waiting for us."

Yi Lin raised her chin, pushed open the door, and came to this conclusion.

behind the door.

It's an old studio.

A bright spotlight, the light converges and converges in the center of the room.

Around it, there are many black-and-white film video recorders, facing an elegant man in the center.

Man in tuxedo.

It is somewhat similar to Yi Lin's krypton gold appearance.

But in comparison, it has a sense of age.

If you look closely, there are many tiny wrinkles on the tuxedo. The originally inconspicuous wrinkles are infinitely magnified by the dazzling lights, and they appear extremely clear under the lens.

The man in the tuxedo turned his back to Yi Lin and Xing Fei, played the violin intently, and sang softly to the rhythm of the violin.

"There was a girl who was born into a royal family,"

"As the old song says,"

"She's the most beautiful girl in the royal family,"

"She spends every night in her castle of stones,"

"Sleeping alone,"

"Any sound that can wake even the dead,"

"I can't wake her up..."

The man's voice was low, and when he performed this exotic ballad, Xing Fei couldn't help listening to it, and he froze in place, unable to move for a long time.

suddenly.

Just when the ballad was about to reach its climax, the singing stopped abruptly.

The man stopped playing the violin and turned around slowly.

When he turned around, both Yi Lin and Xing Fei felt a strong sense of disobedience rushing towards them.

The weird patchwork facial features, the big mouth split to the ears on both sides, and the deep black eyes stared straight at the two of them like ghosts.

He is...Green!

It's that TV host...Green!

Yi Lin's eyes were fixed, and she looked far away at the space where Green was, raised her hand, and aimed at that area.

Green smiled.

"Have a wonderful night, you guys."

"Good night."

Zizizi——

The sound of sneaky footsteps rang from beside my ears.

Yi Lin raised her head abruptly, with a dazed expression on her face.

Seeing Yi Lin waking up, Zhu Di's claws were fixed in mid-air, her expression froze.

Erin frowned.

"When did I fall asleep?"

Judy laughed and said with a coquettish smile, "How dare you say that? If Alan hadn't told me that Alan invited you into my house, I would have thought you had something against me."

"Don't worry, there's no such thing. Where's Allen?"

"Go to school."

Judy said casually, and yawned: "I'm so sleepy. I'm going to take a shower first."

At this time.

Judy seemed to have just remembered that there were outsiders in the house.

Taking a bath alone seems a bit lonely, a bit lonely, and a bit cold.

Two people can help each other while washing.

Scrub or something.

So she hesitated for a moment, then turned around and issued an invitation: "Would you like... um? Where are you?"

While picking at the dead skin on her forehead, Yi Lin left her room before Judy could say anything embarrassing, and went all the way back to her own room.

Xing Fei's room was empty.

Yi Lin quickly opened the communication panel to confirm that Xing Fei's avatar was still on.

It means that he is not dead yet.

After reconnecting with Xing Fei, Yi Lin came to the TV station again.

This time, Yi Lin did not force her way in.

At the door, he met Xing Fei with a strange expression.

"You may not believe it, but I seemed to... had a very realistic dream last night. In the dream..."

Xing Fei hadn't finished speaking yet.

Yi Lin said bluntly: "Is it because you and I teamed up to fight monsters and went all the way to the TV station. On the fourth floor of the TV station, there is a host named 'Green' playing the violin and singing?"

A simple sentence perfectly summed up Yi Lin and Xing Fei's experience in the dream.

"Damn it? How do you know? Could it be... isn't that a dream? No, it's really a dream?"

Xing Fei also felt that his expression was weird.

But at this moment, it was really difficult for him to describe this weird feeling in words.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

Xing Fei suddenly remembered something, with a strange expression: "Yesterday, the host named 'Green' on the TV station, didn't he die? After I woke up today, I felt that the dream last night was a bit weird, so I came to the TV station to check. , that host..."

"It's alive!"

"Also, everyone doesn't remember what happened on the TV station yesterday!"

"This is really a hell!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Lin suddenly looked at Xing Fei.

He subconsciously tapped the cool dead skin on his forehead with an index finger, falling into deep thought.