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There was a burning sensation from the whole face as if being corroded, the eyeballs were squeezed by unknown substances and forced to retract into the deepest part of the eye sockets, and a sticky and smelly mucus poured into the throat at the same time...

Something is squeezing into my body!

It's a face!

It wants to "eat" its own face and replace it!

Less than 0.1 second after being teleported, this idea suddenly flashed into Miao Ying's mind - she resolutely gave up her usual weapon, and grabbed a blood-stained pencil sharpener in the void with one hand, Miao Ying said without hesitation. Stab towards his own jaw!

The blade pierced the skin, and the first thing that spewed out was light yellow pus, followed by bright red blood. The pain woke Miao Ying up from the deep suffocation for a moment, and the hand holding the knife exerted force again, following the arc of the side face. Swipe the line down hard.

Flesh torn!

The pressure on his face eased slightly, but followed by a more violent counterattack.

The face, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, with a few pieces of flesh stuck to it, writhed wildly, trying to stick it back on Miao Ying's face.

At this moment, Miao Ying's other hand dug into the wound, and then pulled hard——

"Tear--"

All of a sudden, there was a teeth-stinging sound in my ears, and the two closely attached cheeks were torn apart abruptly, and the filaments formed by the light yellow mucus were broken and hung on the torn cheek. crumbling.

"what!"

A sharp cry of pain sounded, and the anger contained in the voice almost turned into substance, "Go to hell, go to hell! I want your face, your face is mine!"

In an instant, before Miao Ying threw the face out, the face swelled up again—the lumps of meat that had stuck to the face suddenly exploded, and countless tiny granulation protruded from it, getting deeper and longer, Like tentacles waving crazily, they approached Miao Ying in an instant, piercing deeply into her face.

Unparalleled pain!

Miao Ying only felt that her eyes went dark, and the granulation that had penetrated continuously drilled deep into the skin, and at the same time secreted more pus.This pus seemed to have a paralyzing effect, but within a short while Miao Ying felt an irresistible palpitation, and the feeling of weakness and numbness quickly spread from her face to her whole body.

pat.

The blood-stained pencil sharpener fell to the ground, and it turned out that the hand had been loosened unconsciously.

He staggered back, his brain was still spinning hard but slowly, trying to shout for regaining command over his body.

Bang!

At the last moment of losing consciousness, Miao Ying vaguely felt that she knocked down the entire shrine behind her, and the Buddha statue fell from a height and was smashed to pieces.

……

Da da da.

With several slight crisp sounds, the page scrolled down, but no more text appeared, but a cold ellipsis instead.

"Good guy, what is this article about - a man who failed in plastic surgery fell to his death in front of Zheng Qi, because he saw Zheng Qi's beauty before he died, and after he became a ghost, he wanted to take his face as his own, So it threatened several times at first, and then tricked Zheng Qi back to the scene of his death on his first seven days, and bribed the ghost messenger with the tribute brought by Zheng Qi, and finally chased Zheng Qi into a useless temple meditation room. killed."

The young voice paused, "But if I understand correctly, the person who wore Zheng Qi's body after her death is the real protagonist of this novel, right? Then what does the ellipsis mean, to be continued?!"

"Well..." The voice seemed a little overwhelmed, and stopped after saying a few useless words dryly.

"And look at the ending, the main character will get a lunch as soon as he passes through? Are you kidding me, there are still [-]-character protagonists in this world?" The young voice said angrily.

"Hmm... I have to talk about it, and it's less than [-] words." The voice of the urn reminded cautiously.

"That's even worse!"

"Judging from the outline, this novel is indeed unfinished, but what's more amazing is that the title of this article is called "The Protagonist Dies as soon as it comes up", and it always feels a bit..."

"If you can't write it down, why don't you just break it?"

"Yes."

"...It's outrageous!" The young voice was obviously extremely speechless, and it stopped for a few seconds before continuing, "So what should we do now, we have to add an ending to it?"

"Well, I think so."

"What the hell is going on!" The young voice said irritably, "Forget it, let me take a look at the outline of this rubbish author."

"I think it's better for you not to look at it."

"What do you mean?" The young voice immediately asked vigilantly.

The simple and honest voice hesitated for a moment, muttered something, and then read aloud: "Outline: After the protagonist died, he turned into a ghost on the spot because of his too much hostility. It fell heavily and shone through the window into the room, enveloping the two ghosts and destroying them in ashes."

"...Is this the work of a well-known horror master?"

"The front of it is really scary, but the back... Well, maybe the author doesn't want to write it anymore?"

"I don't want to write either."

"Don't do this, you still have to finish writing it, at least write an ending! Otherwise, do you want to stay here forever?" The honest voice advised.

"Don't persuade me, just do what you want."

"No, no, I really can't do it! Just looking at me is already very reluctant... How about I read these recommendations for you, and you can find inspiration from them?"

"Is there any recommendation? But this novel is not finished yet!"

"Really, I'll read it to you—"Take the pre-plot as the main plot, start the horror journey from the perspective of a supporting role, amazing idea! ——Mr. Ziye, editor-in-chief of "Surprise Night Talk"."

"..."

"And this: Behind the ordinary plot is an uncharacteristic story logic. The main text actually begins after the death of the main character. It's absolutely wonderful! From the moderator of the Shanshui Forum's Supernatural Zone, who doesn't ring the bell at midnight."

"..."

"'An anti-logic horror story, a subversive creation, and an excellent original author! 'Miss Niki, a senior reviewer."

"That's enough, shut up." The young voice said angrily, "I really can't write a word anymore!"

……

The thin face writhed freely, full of joy, because it knew that it was about to get a dream face, young, beautiful, sweet and lovely, and both men and women would fall in love with it.

It will use this face to go to hell.

Face made a "ho ho" sound, as if laughing wildly, but at this moment, an extremely dazzling light shot out from the shattered Buddha statue, instantly piercing Face.

There was only a sound of "teng", and the flame didn't even ignite, and the face that had no time to react just turned into flying ash, and disappeared in the air in an instant.

It seems that nothing happened.

After a long time, the figure on the ground suddenly gasped, and then sat up abruptly.

"...I seem to have had a nightmare, and then I broke the Buddha statue," she murmured to herself looking at the broken pieces all over the floor, "It's over, how much money will I have to pay for this?"

Time rewinds to a few minutes ago.

Yuguang Bookstore.

A figure rushed in from the outside in a hurry, and the sound of two glass doors colliding alarmed the few customers in the store.

A girl wearing glasses raised her head from the book and looked dissatisfiedly at the reputation, but when she saw the appearance of the person, her eyes softened instantly - a good-looking person deserves to be forgiven, let alone seeing him with an anxious face It looks like there must be something urgent, right?

The girl's thoughts only turned halfway, and the visitor had already rushed to the clerk who was arranging the bookshelves, and asked anxiously, "Where is Jing Hongxue?"

"What?" The clerk didn't respond for a moment.

"Jing Hongxue! Isn't he here to sign the sale, where is he?"

"Sir, please keep your voice down. No noise is allowed in the bookstore." He frowned and reminded, then the clerk turned and pointed to the empty table not far away, "As for the book signing activity, it's over. , you are late, Teacher Jing Hongxue has already left."

"Leaving?" The visitor couldn't hide his astonishment, and the expression on his face instantly changed from anxious to surprised, "The signing started at 07:30, and it's not even eight o'clock yet, why is it over?"

Hearing what he said, the clerk first glanced at him suspiciously, and then sighed after realizing that he was genuinely surprised instead of finding fault on purpose, "Because there are not many people, so Teacher Jing Hongxue left after signing."

After he finished speaking, he shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked away as if feeling very emotional, muttering in a low voice as he walked, "That's right now, it wasn't like this a few years ago, when his books sold well. No Way, times have changed..."

Letting the clerk go away, Su Wei stood there expressionless.

When he passed by the bookstore before and saw the promotional poster at the door, he just felt that the name "Jing Hongxue" was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it there not long ago.However, when he saw the outline of the story of "Who's Watching You" by accident, he suddenly remembered that he was in an illusion!

That old computer that can't connect to the Internet!

There are dozens of completed or unfinished horror novels stored in the folder, and the beginning of one of them is exactly the same as the promotional copy of "Who's Watching You".

Su Wei was extremely convinced that the horror novel author named Jing Hongxue must have something to do with this dungeon, and it might even be the key to breaking the game, but he couldn't tell other players.

Because once he said it, everyone would know that his illusion test was different from others.

It's too dangerous, especially if he's harboring a secret.

After hesitating again and again, Su Wei decided to act alone.

As soon as he entered the performance site, he immediately noticed that Miao Ying beside him had disappeared, followed by Lin Fang and Shi Yue who were walking in front. The three of them were obviously teleported into a new "plot segment".

This is simply an opportunity delivered to your door.

Without any hesitation, Su Wei took advantage of the dim lights and irritating loud music, while everyone's attention was on the surroundings, trying to find the man in the graffiti T-shirt, he quickly slipped out and headed straight for the bookstore.

Unexpectedly, it was still late.

The signing session has already ended hastily, and there are only a few lonely readers left, wandering around the store with nothing to do, flipping through the sample books on the bookshelf.

Thinking that he and the dungeon elements just missed each other, Su Wei wanted to get angry for a moment.

He wanted to yell, smash things, and take this opportunity to vent all the panic and anxiety that had been suppressed in his heart.

But he finally endured it.

After staying in place for a while, Su Wei came to a row of bookshelves with Jing Hongxue's works with a gloomy expression, and opened each book one by one, and it really was almost the same as the stories in his memory.

And as time went by, the more he turned backwards, the more ugly his face became—the ex-girlfriend died of a miscarriage, and the ghost baby fell to the ground with the resentment of the dying mother, and came to the coffee shop to wait quietly Her own father; the male protagonist received a yellow card distributed by the roadside and was followed by a ghost, and ran into the public toilet in panic, only to find that this was the ghost's lair; a fanatical CP fan died, and she liked it from that day on A series of strange things happened to the two stars of the film...

This is basically the "plot" that Song Yu and Fu Qitang encountered in the last round!

If so, then this round...

Su Wei's breathing stopped suddenly, and he immediately turned his head to look deeper into the bookshelf——

At this moment, a girl wearing glasses walked over from not far away, half curious and half shy, and stopped by his side.

"Excuse me, are you also a fan of Teacher Jing Hongxue's book?" The girl tilted her head and looked at him, then smiled a little shyly, "I just heard that you asked the clerk about the book signing... the teacher has already left. But there are three more signings, and I thought you might want to know when and where, uh, am I being too abrupt?"