Deceiving people is his old profession

"..."

The moment Wen Jianyan's voice fell, the air suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The smile on the face of the man in the mirror disappeared at some point. He had the same face as Wen Jianyan, but his expression was cold and frightening.

He slowly repeated: "What?"

The young man in front of him was pale, the wound on the back of his hand was badly mangled, and the blood was still dripping down.

Even though he was at a disadvantage, he still smiled calmly. His lips were pale because of blood loss and stained with scarlet blood, looking almost glamorous in the dark.

"A person's most valuable thing is his soul, isn't it?"

Wen Jianyan stared at himself in the mirror: "Obviously, taking the initiative to make a deal with you to deliver the soul is more profitable than robbing it."

He smiled slightly:

"What's more, it's a soul as pure as mine, right?"

Years of professional experience had made Wen Jianyan develop a good habit.

The more critical the situation, the calmer his thinking became.

Although he was at the critical juncture of life and death, his brain was still spinning non-stop, carefully reviewing everything that had happened since he entered the room.

The two 408s in the dormitory and the teaching building were obviously mirrored images, and many of the rules inside were the same.

After a careful review, Wen Jianyan was sure that every step he took was right.

He should have gotten out of here without a hitch.

After all, this was still a D-level instance in the end, and there shouldn't be any mortal barriers for a newcomer like him.

But the mortal barrier had clearly appeared.

Although Wen Jianyan had been playing the game according to the rules, this time, the "mirror" did not follow the rules.

After he clearly broke the deal, the "mirror" still did not give up but instead led him over, and even tried to forcibly "eat him" without reaching a deal.

This was very unreasonable.

Unless…

He had something very precious on him, and the other party wanted it too much, even at the risk of breaking the rules.

Based on the content of the manual he got from locker 368, it most likely refers to his soul.

Although Wen Jianyan himself didn't think his soul is anything special, even if this guess only had a possibility of 1, he had to regard it as 100.

The man in the mirror looked back at him expressionlessly without saying anything.

Wen Jianyan made a bold guess based on the few words he heard before being pulled into the mirror.

This "mirror" was probably used to awaken the "God the Father", and it was necessary to sacrifice human souls for it, which was why it was so unscrupulous in trying to grab more souls.

In this case, it was absolutely impossible for it to make a deal about its own "God the Father", that was why Wen Jianyan took such a big gamble.

However, he was not prepared to speak out about these speculations.

The young man narrowed his eyes a little loosely:

"Well… as for the reason…"

He glanced at the phantom in the mirror, and the soft and wet tip of his tongue hooked lightly over his lips, licking away the sticky scarlet blood from the corners of his lips. His pale face looked a little sinister in the dark. Wen Jianyan smiled and said frivolously:

"It's probably love at first sight?"

The live broadcast room of No. 789326qwk suddenly became restless.

[He's so good at it, he's so good at it, he's so good at it!!]

[Nice… lecher ah (covering my heart)]

[Hello everyone, I declare that I am the object of anchor's love at first sight, thank you for your blessings.]

[Upstaires, are you drunk and talking nonsense?]

[As long as you eat peanut rice…]

[Wait? It's obvious that no anchor has played this part before, but why is no one paying attention to the plot at all! Aren't you focusing on the wrong thing?]

"..."

The already gloomy expression of the person in the mirror looked almost twisted at the moment.

Wen Jianyan sighed with a slight smile on his face looking particularly rude:

"Oh, don't make this kind of expression while using my face. It's really ugly."

"You guessed it right."

However, the gloomy look quickly disappeared from the face of the person in the mirror:

"I can't make this deal."

He smiled again as usual: "Obviously, you realize that I also have to abide by the rules. If a human makes a wish that I can't fulfill, I can't take the other person's soul."

"Wen Jianyan" in the mirror applauded and praised:

"Wonderful."

But Wen Jianyan himself was not happy because of the compliment, instead, he narrowed his eyes subconsciously and watched himself in the mirror vigilantly.

The other party still has something up his sleeves.

The curvature of the mouth of the person in the mirror gradually widened:

"But what you don't know is that although after breaking the rules, there will be a certain price to pay, it is not completely impossible to achieve."

A "click" sound sounded.

'

A thin crack appeared on the mirror surface, just across the face of "Wen Jianyan" in the mirror. The upright and handsome face was divided by the crack, looking strangely distorted.

He smiled and said:

"I can still forcibly take your soul. Of course, the loss may be a little more, but I can bear it."

At the moment when the voice fell, the once-stopped devouring started again, and the young man's body once again began to continue to sink downwards.

However, in the next second, the winning expression on the face of the person in the mirror suddenly disappeared:

"Wait, this—"

His voice was sharp and high-pitched, but it was cut off abruptly in the next second!

Wen Jianyan's eyes became a little blurry, and the scene in front of him changed abruptly.

His whole body fell backward uncontrollably——

The next second, his back slammed into the ground, his bones seemed to be broken apart, and a heavy dull pain spread from the contact surface, causing him to "hiss" and take a cold breath.

"Brother XiaoWen, are you alright!"

Su Cheng hurried up and held Wen Jianyan's shoulder.

Wen Jianyan was dizzy after the fall. He waved his hand to indicate that he was okay, and slowly got up with the help of the other party.

Whether it was the labyrinth, the mirror, or the phantom sleeping in the mirror, all had disappeared.

In front of him was a familiar corridor with a closed door.

The weird 408 has also disappeared.

"I haven't seen you in a while since I came out of 408, so…"

Su Cheng organized the language, and then said vaguely: "Brother XiaoWen, you should remember what I told you before, about those supernatural props, right?"

Of course, Wen Jianyan remembered.

The reason why he was beating around the bush with the mirror just now was to delay time and wait for the live broadcast system to go online, but he didn't expect that as soon as the live broadcast system went online before he had time to use the prop, he was directly pulled out by Su Cheng's prop.

Wen Jianyan glanced at Su Cheng in surprise and nodded.

If he remembered correctly, the price of the item Su Cheng used was not low, and the other party was willing to use it on him, an "NPC", which was indeed something he didn't expect.

Su Cheng patted his chest: "Didn't I just say that if something goes wrong, I will definitely protect you."

Wen Jianyan gave him a second look: "Thank you."

He straightened up and took his hand from the other side, Su Cheng noticed the wound on Wen Jianyan's hand, and couldn't help being surprised: "Are you injured?"

Only then did Wen Jianyan feel the pain.

He lowered his head and glanced at his bloody palms. With a pale face, he pretended to be calm and choked out:

"…It's okay."

Fart!

This is a piece of meat he bit off with his teeth! How could it be okay!

It's very painful!

Although Wen Jianyan himself was an extreme hedonist in ordinary life, at a critical juncture, he was extremely cruel to himself, and there was almost nothing he couldn't do.

He was familiar with the distribution of meridians and muscles on the human hand, and even if he bit down with his teeth, he deliberately avoided the key parts to ensure normal actions later.

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth and ripped off a piece of the hem of his shirt, and skillfully bandaged his hand to stop bleeding.

Blood splattered out of the fabric, looking startling.

After dealing with everything, Wen Jianyan turned to look at Su Cheng. As if he remembered something, he asked, "408, you went in?"

"Yes."

Su Cheng shook his head in confusion: "But there was nothing inside."

All he saw was an empty room with a cramped area, no table or anything, but only a thick layer of dust on the ground. After finding nothing, he turned back to the corridor, but Wen Jianyan was gone by then.

Su Cheng waited anxiously for a long time, but still did not see the shadow of the other party, so he gritted his teeth and used the prop.

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful look.

It seems that although Su Cheng pushed open the door, he did not walk into the real 408.

So, the conditions for entering 408 are selective?

"What about you?"

Su Cheng lowered his head and glanced at the blood-stained cloth on Wen Jianyan's hand, frowned worriedly, and asked:

"Did you encounter any danger in the corridor?"

Danger.

The moment he heard the word, what flashed in Wen Jianyan's mind was not the mirror that was trying to forcibly snatch his soul, but the blurry male phantom in the mirror.

He didn't know why, obviously he didn't do anything harmful to him, but the sense of oppression was far heavier than that mirror.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, held his wrist, and moved the injured part carefully. He opened his mouth and replied:

"I—"

He just made a short syllable when the sound of footsteps suddenly came from one side of the corridor, interrupting his unfinished words.

Su Cheng was shocked and turned his head to look in that direction.

Wen Jianyan also jumped up suddenly.

His eyes were bright and he stared at the place where the voice came from. His injured arm was hanging by his side, and his slender body was taut and slightly arched, like some kind of graceful feline.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, more and more hurried and messy as if several people were rushing in this direction.

A flickering beam of light pierced through the darkness and shone from a distance.

The other side also seemed to have noticed the two uninvited guests, and suddenly stopped the pace and pulled away:

"Who is there?"

Across the heavy darkness, the other side's voice seemed very tense, revealing a strong sense of vigilance.

This voice… seems a little familiar.

Wen Jianyan was slightly startled.

Su Cheng's eyes widened: "Wait, you are…?"

The beam of light carefully dangled over the faces of the two people, revealing their faces clearly.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes blocked the strong light, and his face remained calm.

Soon, the light beam was pressed down, and accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the three people on the opposite side stepped forward.

The man in the lead held a flashlight in his hand, and the slightly dangling light and shadow flashed across his face. Wen Jianyan instantly recognized the identity of the other party — the senior anchor who explained the rules in the canteen.

Kong Shixing's gaze swept across the two people in front of him, and there was a trace of imperceptible surprise in his eyes:

"You?"

One was a rookie anchor, and the other was an NPC who was frantically searched by instance monsters. This combination was really too strange for him to imagine.

"Why are you here?"

Su Cheng was obviously relieved after seeing that the other person was also an anchor like him.

He took a step forward and said:

"We've been up for a while. This floor is really too evil, and we can't get down at all."

Su Cheng sighed and asked, "How about you?"

Kong Shixing frowned and said, "We've been up here for a while. There is no way to leave at all."

He glanced at Wen Jianyan without a trace.

Su Cheng didn't notice the other's small movements at all.

He said excitedly: "That's great, we can be together next…"

Before Su Cheng finished speaking, Kong Shixing interrupted: "Of course."

He took a step forward, raised his hand familiarly to wrap his arm around Su Cheng's neck, and showed a very close look: "We are all classmates, and we have known each other for so long. So of course, we need to help each other."

Kong Shixing looked at Wen Jianyan, and a little unspeakable shyness appeared on his face:

"That… Teacher, I want to talk to my friend about something personal. Can I…"

Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then he also reacted.

There were some things… they couldn't say in front of NPCs.

It was just that he was so used to Wen Jianyan being by his side that he didn't think about it at all.

Su Cheng nodded somewhat stiffly:

"Indeed, indeed, me too, have some private matters."

Wen Jian understood. He smiled kindly and nodded:

"Of course."

He turned and walked to the side, kindly leaving a room for the two of them to chat privately.

Kong Shixing winked at one of his teammates, who immediately understood. He turned around and followed, and began to talk to Wen Jianyan, trying to get some information out of his mouth.

Soon, only the two of them were left in this area.

Su Cheng looked at the senior anchor in front of him with some unease.

The other party let go of his arm and asked, "What happened after you came up?"

Su Cheng simply told him what happened before.

Kong Shixing frowned:

"You guys found 408 and went in?"

Although Su Cheng was a little confused, he still nodded:

"Yes, but… there was nothing in it."

Kong Shixing didn't answer, showing a thoughtful look.

He turned his head, glanced into the darkness, and continued to ask: "Speaking of which, what's the matter with you and that NPC just now?"

Su Cheng explained the information he knew one by one.

What key, sister, undercover, contacting the superiors, Kong Shixing was stunned after hearing it.

After listening, the way he looked at Su Cheng changed:

"Your storyline… is very crucial."

Su Cheng nodded somewhat cautiously.

Kong Shixing looked at Su Cheng and said thoughtfully, "Maybe… it will be the main line of the entire instance."

The instance was divided into the main line and secondary lines. The higher the difficulty of the instance, the more lines there were.

Although the exploration value could be unlocked by completing the secondary lines, it could not be unlocked to 100%.

The reward for completing the main line was not only the highest, but more importantly, if the main line was completed, even if the other secondary lines were incomplete, the exploration degree would be 100%.

100% Exploration!

A trace of eagerness flashed across Kong Shixing's eyes.

However, unlike his faint excitement, his live broadcast room was filled with question marks.

[?]

[???]

Kong Shixing was a senior anchor, and most of the online viewers in the live broadcast room were his own traffic. Many of them had been squatting in the anchor's live broadcast room since the beginning of the broadcast and had never been to the square to watch it.

[Wait, the instance that the anchor entered this time is Decai Middle School, right? Has it been revised? How come I don't remember it having this storyline?]

[I'm also a little confused. This line sounds really important, but… Why haven't I heard of it!]

In the barrage area, a wave of viewers with completely different styles frantically wrote "Hahaha".

[Hahahahahahahaha, come from the next door to watch. I am finally satisfied. Now I am going back.]

[Laughing and vomiting. The scammer victim alliance has gradually grown, and now it even automatically develops offline!]

[Hahahahaha, I am so happy.]

[The above user's remarks involve the anchors in the same instance and will only be open to the audience.]

Kong Shixing knows nothing about the movement in his live broadcast room.

After a short period of thought and interest in judgment, he decided to throw an olive branch at Su Cheng:

"One of the members of our team provided information that after midnight, 408 would appear every hour, and it is the only time you can leave the fourth floor. This room is very important. It is very likely to be the core of the entire instance. If you say that there is nothing in it, it's probably because you haven't actually opened it."

After simply sharing his information with the other party, Kong Shixing cut to the main subject:

"We can form a team to act together and wait until the next hour, then we will go in and investigate. Maybe we can get a different result. "

Before Su Cheng could nod, he heard the other party continue: "However, the NPC who has been following you, has to deal with it."

Su Cheng was taken aback: "…What?

Kong Shixing has a clear mind and succinctly said: "Our current instance is D-level. Will there be important clue characters in this difficulty? As long as you get the props on the NPC, the main line task will be stable."

Su Cheng stuttered a little: "But…that's not necessary…"

Kong Shixing shook his head and interrupted him: "It's too dangerous to act with this NPC. The instance monster downstairs is frantically looking for him, and working with him will only reduce our odds of survival.

Su Cheng's face turned pale, he opened his mouth but couldn't answer.

"The best thing to do now is to walk with him for a while, wait until door 408 appears, let him in again, and see if he can help us find out more information and rule out some dangerous options."

"If he really survives and leaves the fourth floor with us, we can still push him to the NPC downstairs to attract the attention of the old witch and take the opportunity to escape."

Kong Shixing looked at Su Cheng:

"You have been with him for so long, so you should have gained the trust of the NPC, right? That being the case, it's your responsibility to get the props and information out of him before the next hour."

Kong Shixing seemed to see through Su Cheng's hesitation. He narrowed his eyes slightly:

"We are the anchors. We are living people, and he is just an NPC. Don't waste the opportunity that has been sent to you."

He put his hand on Su Cheng's shoulder and said in a serious voice:

"On the way just now, we sacrificed a person in our team, and now there is a vacant position. After this instance is over, I will introduce you to our guild — our guild has the third-highest number of points in the whole Nightmare. It is one of the largest guilds, and there hasn't been a new person in the guild for a long time. After entering you will get a wider network and richer resources, think about it."

The other party said this with sincerity, but Su Cheng doesn't really want to continue this topic.

His eyes wandered, and he changed the subject bluntly:

"You said… your team sacrificed a person?"

He looked to the side as he spoke.

In the dim darkness, the NPC was standing in the distance, talking to the other two anchors.

"Don't you still have three people?"

Kong Shixing waved his hand indifferently: "There is a new one added later, but you don't need to worry about him. We have him for other purposes."

Su Cheng seemed to understand: "So that's why ah…"

On the other side.

Wen Jianyan was chatting with the two anchors in front of him. Although his face was pale due to blood loss, it did not affect his skill and ease in saying things.

He calmly looked at the two in front of him.

One of them had obviously been instructed by the captain and had been probing him vaguely, but he was easily distracted every time.

And the other person…

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on "Cheng Huaquan", and his brows involuntarily wrinkled slightly.

Although this man also followed the order, he didn't even say a few words throughout the whole process. Instead, he kept his head down, and his pale face was hidden in the darkness, appearing cowardly and timid.

But…

Wen Jianyan just had a vague feeling that something wasn't right.

At this moment, the conversation between Su Cheng and Kong Shixing seemed to be over.

The two walked in this direction together.

Wen Jianyan ended the conversation that had been led by him and stepped forward to greet them with ease.

Behind him, "Cheng Huaquan", who had been keeping his head down, slowly raised his head, and half of his pale face hidden in the shadows turned to Wen Jianyan's back.

On the dormitory door beside him, his face was lightly imprinted on the glass.

A huge twisted smile hung on the corner of his mouth. A pair of pure black eyes fixedly stared at the victim who had escaped from his hands, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth widened again.

Wen Jianyan felt a chill down his spine.

He turned his head subconsciously and looked behind him.

"Cheng Huaquan" lowered his head and looked the same as before.

Wen Jianyan frowned.

His instinct for danger was naturally acute.

For some reason, there was a strange aura about that anchor, which made him instinctively feel creepy.

Kong Shixing's voice came from in front of him:

"Brother XiaoWen, my friend told me everything about you just now."

Wen Jianyan withdrew his gaze and looked at Kong Shixing who was standing in front of him.

With a smile on his face, the other party said sincerely: "We will also do our best to help you find your sister, but before that, we may need to go back to 408 again."

Wen Jianyan pondered for a few seconds, then sighed lightly: "You are right, in this situation, acting together is the best choice."

"But isn't there nothing in 408?"

Wen Jianyan asked in confusion.

The expression on Kong Shixing's face was firm: "Isn't it better?"

His eyes glanced down and fell on Wen Jianyan's hand, the dazzling blood made his brows jump: "Your injury… "

"I got it in the corridor."

Wen Jianyan moved his wrist and frowned, "But… I don't know who attacked me. It happened too quickly."

He looked candid, even when he lied without leaving a trace.

Hearing the other party's description, Kong Shixing couldn't help but get nervous: "Oh, is it?"

"But you don't have to worry."

The young man raised his eyes, and under his long and thick eyelashes were a pair of light amber eyes filled with light. When he gazed intently at a person, it always gave the illusion of sincerity and magnanimity:

"If anything happens again, I will do my best to protect your personal safety."

Kong Shixing smiled: "Thank you Brother XiaoWen."

After hearing what the other party said, Su Cheng's face was even worse. He stared at Wen Jianyan hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he pursed his lips again. Finally, he just turned his head away silently, and the fingers hanging on the side slowly tightened.

Wen Jianyan pretended not to notice.

He didn't change his expression, his eyes fluttered over the top of Kong Shixing's head.

Only Wen Jianyan and the audience in his live broadcast room could see that a red arrow was pointing straight at the top of Kong Shixing's head, shaking regularly, as if waving the flag and shouting.

I am here!

Come and see me!

The 789326qwk live broadcast room burst into laughter.

[D@mn, the special effect of this Hand of Guidance is really funny. I laugh every time I see it, hahahahaha!]

[I really didn't expect that the ordinary-level hidden item was on the opposite anchor…]

[Hahahahahahaha, I just came back from the live broadcast room next door, and everything is planned out there. I guess they are still complacent because of the anchor's bait.]

[I can't even imagine it, the purpose of your deception is to deceive yourself better.]

[Hahahahaha, that's true. The longest road I have traveled is the routine of this scammer anchor!]

The young man was not far behind the team. His face was hidden in the darkness. His facial features flashed between light and shadow, looking unpredictable.

[The Hand of Guidance has taken effect, remaining stock: 0]

Very good, now he finally returned to the field he is familiar with.

Looking at the backs of people not far away, a fleeting smile flashed across Wen Jianyan's pale lips. The amber eyes were squinted slightly, the smile in the eyes was unpredictable, and the handsome face inexplicably carried a bit of seductive charm..

Ah, it was better for him to deal with people than to confront the weird phantom in that mirror.

After all…

Deceiving people was his old profession.