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Guo Jie is dead.

Realizing this, Zhao Yiran immediately ran away, and in the next two days, no matter day or night, he got into lively places, trying to use the hustle and bustle around him to keep himself awake, so as not to just take a nap accidentally Just follow in Guo Jie's footsteps.

Zhao Yiran smoked cigarettes one by one, his throat hurt like tearing, he kept yawning, his bloodshot eyes were dry and sore, his eyelids weighed more than a thousand catties, as if they would be unable to close in the next second, Then completely surrender.

Zhao Yiran didn't know that people could persist for a few days without sleeping, but he knew that he didn't want to die, so he had to persist, and this persistence was not without time limit. He knew Tang Lei couldn't bear it any longer, so as long as he Wait for it to show up and take the chance to kill it, and it will all be over.

come quickly.

come out quickly.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

"hiss--"

The eyelids are about to close, and the consciousness is about to fall to the edge of the black and sweet abyss. Zhao Yiran bit the tip of his tongue suddenly. At the same time, the right hand that was put aside reflexively landed on the thigh, and a needle instantly pierced the skin and penetrated into the soft skin. Zhao Yiran's spirit was shocked, and the double pain made him regain consciousness for the first time.

At 55:[-] in the morning, he was in a busy bar.

Unfortunately, he wanted to go to the toilet.

Of course, Zhao Yiran has seen horror movies, and he knows that the toilet is the worst place to go in this situation, so he tried his best not to drink water in the past two days, even if his throat was so dry that it seemed as if he could catch fire with just speaking. To a certain extent, he forcibly endured it.

But now he really wants to go to the bathroom.

This urge to urinate was so ferocious that Zhao Yiran shivered at the first moment, and almost peed in his pants.

damn it.

Zhao Yiran gritted his teeth, raised his foot and kicked the sofa in the booth hard. A few passers-by thought he was drunk and left without surprise.

Zhao Yiran walked towards the toilet stiffly, thinking that maybe he should get an empty wine bottle to solve it, or find a corner with few people... No, you can't go to a place with few people, it's too unsafe.

Just as he was thinking, the lights in the bar suddenly went out, and then the crowd burst into cheers. It turned out that tonight's special program was about to start.

The darkness magnifies other senses in the body, the surrounding noises and laughter, red men and green women flirting, various perfume smells floating in the air, woody, floral and fruity, sweaty, and a faint stench.

Zhao Yiran's heart skipped a beat.

He instinctively took a step back, and felt that he bumped into another person. The whole body of that person was as stiff as iron, but it was wet and sticky. It seemed that some liquid was slowly penetrating through his skin. Flow out slowly.

Tick.

fell to the floor.

The familiar stench was exactly the same as Zhao Yiran had smelled in front of Tang Lei's coffin, but it was even stronger now.

A cold hand stretched out from behind, firmly supporting Zhao Yiran.

The source of the scent moved closer, almost to the back of his head.

He could even feel the stinky mucus falling on his body and flowing down his neck.

"Next let's invite the famous band, Fire of Ares—"

The DJ roared wildly from the overhead stereo, and in the next second all the lights were turned on, bang bang bang—the sound like fireworks.

In the dazzling white light, Zhao Yiran was surrounded by three figures. The carnival crowd still maintained the carnival. No one noticed that a horror came quietly and then disappeared.

Only three pairs of mud footprints were left on the floor, but they were trampled and destroyed in an instant, and they were completely invisible.

……

"Am I not mistaken, this seems to be a story of evil and evil?"

The simple and honest voice rang out suspiciously, and said in disbelief, "Zhao Yiran, Guo Jie, these four scumbags went to steal the magician's box when they were young, and when they were discovered, they threw firecrackers into it through the wall. The pile ignited, killing eight people. After the incident, they pretended to be the first to discover the fire, called the fire department in a hypocritical manner, and escaped because they were young and were not suspected.

"They buried the stolen box in order to destroy the evidence, but before burying it, they put their own pictures in it, because they believed that the box could bring people back to life.

"18 years later, Kong Fan stole the box, died in another place, and his body disappeared. In fact, he was resurrected and returned to the village to kill Tang Lei. Tang Lei killed Guo Jie. In the end, the three of them A...uh, let’s count it as a living corpse, the three living corpses found Zhao Yiran and killed him too.”

The simple and honest voice seemed very puzzled, "It's too old-fashioned, I thought no one would write horror novels like this anymore."

The young voice agreed, and added, "And there are some things that are obviously not clear. For example, why Kong Fan stole the box, it feels like he was ordered by someone, otherwise there is no way to explain why he knew the box's wood was precious and did not do it for so many years. In addition, Why did he kill Tang Lei after he became a living corpse, and why did Tang Lei kill Guo Jie and Zhao Yiran, this novel is completely confused except for the plot.”

"Perhaps this is the highest level of storytelling. It seems to have said, but it seems to have said nothing."

"So you can quibble, you are the author himself?" The young voice leaned back into the large chair comfortably, and at the same time raised the volume.

"Hahaha how can it be, you flatter me too much, I can't write such a scary thing," the simple and honest voice said immediately, "Didn't you see that I was already trembling when I saw the middle?"

The young voice sneered, "I thought no one would be afraid of such horror novels anymore."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"what happened?"

"...This novel has been automatically continued. It has grown, and suddenly there are several paragraphs after the end."

"what are you talking about?"

"Look!" The honest and honest voice said anxiously, and he pulled the page with the text to the bottom, "Just now we saw the living corpse grabbing Zhao Yi and disappearing from the bar, then everything returned to calm, this is the last paragraph, the story It’s over here, the full text is over, but now you see there’s more to come!”

Accompanied by these words, the blank space at the end suddenly trembled, and then line after line of densely packed words emerged.

They are automatically arranged and combined into smooth sentences, divided into paragraphs, and then appear in the appropriate position at a speed that is neither fast nor slow, as if they have existed from the beginning.

Across the old and simple computer screen, the young voice and the simple and honest voice looked at each other.

They realized something at the same time.

The story is not finished yet, someone is continuing to write this novel.

……

The darkness seemed to be tangible, it turned into a boxy cuboid, the inside was cramped and cramped, filled with the suffocating smell of rotten wood.

He couldn't move his limbs, he was as heavy as if he had been poured with lead, and his head was so dizzy that he couldn't even feel that he was alive.

What's going on, what happened.

Pull... Pull... Pull... Pull...

Some footsteps passed through the darkness and reached my ears, dragging and sticky, as if a group of dying old people were pacing around me.

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Heavy panting like a beast.

What are they doing, why are they walking around all the time?I can't stop at such an age, I heard that I'm out of breath, resting for a while won't kill me, overexercising will!

Wait, that's not the point, the point is why am I here?His consciousness gradually became clear, and a large number of memories came back. Didn't I just push the door to enter a bookstore... I was teleported? !

Ba Yuan sat up abruptly.

……

The owner of the young voice suddenly sat up, and the mouse that was originally in his hand was taken away and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Oh!" said in a simple and honest voice, and then bent down to pick up the mouse with difficulty, "What are you doing, please be careful, this is the only mouse here, what if it breaks?"

While talking, he moved the mouse to the screen and checked it carefully with the light.

In the soft white light, a face gradually emerged from the shadows.

It is Su Wei.

"Huh, it shouldn't be broken, and it can still be used." Said in a simple and honest voice, the two semicircular brown hairy ears on the head moved, and the words were complaining, "It's good to have a sudden convulsion, and you are also caught by' this routine." horror novel 'Scared?"

"Ba Yuan." Su Wei pointed to the name that appeared on the screen, his face was livid, "Why is there his name?"

"Ah?" The teddy bear on his back was stunned for a moment, and it took a few seconds for him to react, and slapped his blunt bear paws, "Oh, I remembered, this is the one who laughed so cheaply Fatty Bai, your teammate."

Halfway through it, it realized the problem, "But why is he in this novel, and why does he still appear in the continuation part? Did he wear it?"

"The real and illusory world." Staring at the words constantly emerging on the screen, Su Wei thought of a possibility in the blink of an eye, "No wonder this dungeon is called this name... It seems that it is indeed composed of a part of the real world. and a part of illusion."

"Oh, then this fat white guy is the 'real' part."

"That's right. In addition, I finally understand why the names of the characters in the novel suddenly changed in the middle of reading - Wang Ba, Feng Jiu, Chen Shi and Chu Shishi are illusory. They conform to the author's usual naming rules, but something should have happened in the middle Some things lead to the blurring of the boundary between reality and fantasy, and a connection is established. People like Zhao Yiran, Guo Jie, Tang Lei and Kong Fan are probably real, and they definitely have something to do with Fatty."

"That makes sense." The teddy bear rubbed its chin, "If you say that, the four people like Zhao Yiran were probably involved by Fatty Bai. Fatty slipped in by himself, but at this time the novel has come to an end, and it cannot be left alone, so there is a continuation."

While talking, the teddy bear turned its gaze to the computer screen, through Su Wei's eyes, it saw Bayuan struggling feebly in those newly generated paragraphs.

He was dying.