As the stray child opens the door at the end of the hallway for the second time, he enters the third level of the nightmare.

The live stream suddenly began to shake.

The murmur was accompanied by snowflakes, which made his figure blur.

The cloud raiders group who were watching the play outside the nightmare were a little flustered:

"-Do you have a snowflake screen over there?"

—There seems to be a distraction...... Don't keep rushing forward, kids, stop, stop! ”

"-Chong, for Ye Chong!"

"-Fuck you, something seems to have flashed out of my window......"

"I can't move anymore and hiss......"

The stray child gasped and covered the wound in his abdomen with a grin.

It's not that he didn't feel pain before, but he chose to endure it and rush to the end in one go.

It hurts a little, and it hurts all the time. It's better to run two steps quickly and quickly push the plot forward......

Stray children are very clear about their own positioning.

He had already learned from the commanders that the memories would be reset after death in this dungeon, but the audience's memories would not be reset.

So he planned to simply use his life to probe the grass in the flesh to see if there were any death flags behind......

"How many people are there on the third floor now?"

The stray child slowed down for a while before he barely straightened up and asked the barrage.

"—you're the only one."

"-It's okay, it's okay, let's look for clues."

"-Chong Chong Chong, the child god gives Ye Chong!"

"-Don't make trouble upstairs, if you make trouble again, I'll go to your house and talk to you......"

The last barrage was clearly sent by a crazy goose.

What he should mean by this should not be to find the past from the residence of the frozen water port, but to go directly to the offline real person.

This one-meter-nine bald man, who is a fan of all-armor martial arts, is obviously very intimidating from the style of painting. As soon as he spoke, he immediately looked straight and began to discuss the plot: "But I think about it, the child god should not be able to rush......"

"Fuck your sister, I'm still young, I can rush if I want."

The stray child squirted casually.

Squinting his eyes and looking ahead.

In the nightmare on the second floor, the one that may lead to death is probably the chandelier and the hammer. However, at that time, he judged that the chandelier could not hit him, so he ran at full speed without stopping, and the same was true for the hammer...... If you don't hesitate, you won't get hurt at all.

It turned out to be unscathed.

But if he had stopped out of fear, he would have died.

But the third layer is different.

I saw that the brilliant lights in the gallery before were now all extinguished. The gallery was pitch black, and only when there was thunder outside the window could you faintly see something in front of you.

Fortunately, the terrain hasn't changed much.

"Brother Meng, there seems to be something hanging over there......"

The stray child muttered, moving forward vigilantly and cautiously.

Although he doesn't often play horror games, according to the routine, there is nothing scary about the first two floors, and the third layer should start to have high energy......

But he is opening up wasteland, and without the warning of "high energy ahead", he feels very panicked.

As he walked into the hanging things, glaring to look.

Suddenly, an electric light flashed outside the window.

His pupils twitched, and his whole body shuddered.

From the sudden lightning, he clearly saw the frames of the paintings, tied up by countless ropes, hanging crookedly on the ceiling!

Each painting looks at itself.

Men and women, young and old, are different.

But they all looked at him with the same exaggerated and weird smile on the corner of their mouths!

"Hahahahaha......"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

"Humph......"

Different low laughter rang out at the same time from all directions.

The stray child suddenly had a numb scalp, and subconsciously stopped in place, not daring to move forward.

- The next moment, a thunderclap sounded!

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

The sudden and loud wind blew the window open, and the cold and damp air blew in an instant, blowing him a chill.

The sound of torrential rain outside the window sounded.

It was only then that the stray child realized that his back was soaking wet.

This gust of cold wind blew, making him obviously feel that his back was cold and very uncomfortable.

He looked around vigilantly, like a thief, and walked around slowly, slowly approaching the window.

"WDNMD, don't just look at it, it's a barrage......

His voice trembled, and his hands trembled.

He now admits that he is a little scared......

Originally, the wandering child had planned to close the window - he was worried that as he walked and turned around, he would see a dark shadow stop by the window or something.

But when he walked into the window, he found a letter outside the window.

The letter must have just been put on the table. Under the torrential rain, it was not completely wet.

The wandering child did not hesitate, and the swift probe fished the letter in.

"At least Lao Tzu's operation is still fine......"

He muttered, vaguely aware that something was wrong, "Hey, you're talking?" Hey, can you hear me? ”

At this moment, a bunch of barrages suddenly crossed:

"—we've been saying, can't you see?"

"-The barrage of brother Meng has never been broken."

"-Blocked barrage? Bad signal? ”

"Wait, is it really a bad signal?"

The stray child had a toothache: "When you reach this third layer, why does the barrage come and go?" Is this the case with anyone else? ”

"—not the third layer, child god. It seems that after something is triggered, the barrage will stop. ”

The delicious wind goose suddenly sent a barrage.

Hearing this, the stray child perked up: "Oh! Then I understand, this is the same as BGM, when BGM suddenly stops, it means high energy! ”

He suddenly felt a new courage in his heart.

Since there is a high-energy warning, he should not be frightened......

"-Break the letter, brother!"

"-6 What, stunned."

"Okay, okay, let's dismantle."

The stray child reacted, and while opening the letter, he urged again: "Don't break your barrage, you don't know what to say, just send 11111......"

"—I will refer to you for dinner, and I would like to call you the king of rice."

"-I can't break it, you're going to laugh at me......"

Relying on the barrage to suppress the shock, the stray child slowly opened the letter.

At first, he was worried that the letter would be written in blood, or something scary. But unexpectedly, the letter is the content of the Eight Classics:

"On March 27, he followed Amos to Roseburg to paint the Viscountess.

'Amos wasn't in the right place today and I was a little bit uneasy. I've never seen him draw like this. Although I didn't learn to draw, in general...... When you draw a portrait of someone, do you have to draw bones first?

"This painting makes me a little sick. It's a beautiful painting, but when I look at it, I always feel ......

"It always feels like it's a corpse outside the glass window......"

This is the end of the letter.

It's like a torn page of a diary.

Suddenly, the stray child froze.

He suddenly realized something, and looked up cautiously.

…… Fortunately, there was not a single corpse suddenly outside the window.

But instead of relaxing, he carefully closed the window and carefully hung the lock.

Then he looked back.

Lightning fell at the same time.

He saw it......

What kind of picture frame is tied under the hanging rope -

It was a corpse hanging from the beams of the house!

They are different from men and women, young and old.

His head was lowered, his eyes were cloudy, his body swayed in the wind, but there was a neat, eerie smile on the corner of his mouth.

All looked at him.

All eyes on him.

A variety of low chuckles surrounded him, and fear made the stray child gurt in his throat.

Suddenly, the stray child notices something.

"Shadow ......"

own shadow, it seems......

Extraordinarily long?

The shadow rose above it.

It's like a man slowly lifting a huge hammer above his head—

He turned his head abruptly.

All I saw was a pair of emotionless, turquoise eyes.

Then, the glass window shattered.