Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 495: Leave hope at the door
Chapter 495 Leave hope at the door
In the dim toilet cubicle, a burst of cold light came from the screen of the mobile phone, reflecting my pale face.
Connected, I put the underworld show mobile phone to my ear, and did not speak.
"Is anyone there?" The voice came from the phone, very soft, and there seemed to be some kind of expectation in the words: "I'm lost, only this phone can get through, is anyone there?"
She is as gentle as ever, but the outside world has changed.
"Ye Bing?" My tone was complicated. I never thought that one day I would receive a call from her again in this way.
The other side of the microphone also fell into silence. It seemed that a person who had reached the limit in the darkness suddenly touched a ray of sunshine that had not been seen for a long time, and his tense nerves collapsed instantly.
She should have recognized my voice.
"Where are you? I'll go find you." Staying alone in the narrow compartment, the air seemed to have frozen, and my voice was hoarse.
After a long time, Ye Bing's intermittent voice came from the phone: "You can't find me, I don't know when I lost myself..."
"Tell me about the landmarks around you, stay around and don't move around."
"I don't know where this is, don't come to me anymore, I'm afraid..."
"Tell me the iconic scenery around you!" My voice became louder, but my eyes slowly calmed down.
No one spoke, and there was a pause of two or three seconds before Ye Bing's voice sounded from the other side of the phone: "This is a city without lights, there are forks everywhere, and alleys are intricately intertwined. No one can see it."
"Are there any other special places?"
"Yes, on the streets and walls of the city, you can often see human-shaped water stains the size of ordinary people. These water stains penetrate into the walls, as if they were human shadows embedded in them."
After hearing Ye Bing's words, I was suddenly stunned. Her description sounded familiar to me!
Where have I heard this before?
A memory suddenly flashed across my mind like lightning. I remembered the scene at the beginning of my tenth live broadcast. The opening phone call was made by Xia Qingzhi. She also said that she was lost, and the scene she described at that time was the same as The scene Ye Bing described at this time was exactly the same!
"A deep dream?! Could it be that the uninhabited city they mentioned is a deep dream? Could it be that Xia Qingzhi who disappeared was imprisoned in a deep dream?!"
This clue is too crucial. I met Xia Chi on the tenth live broadcast, and he told me a lot of inexplicable words. Now that I think about it, I vaguely understand it.
"After the tenth live broadcast, the underlying meaning in Xia Chi's words was that he would still be in contact with me in the future, so in this live broadcast, will we meet in a dream? But I entered Ye Bing's dream, They shouldn't be able to come in." Thinking this way in my heart, another doubt arises, why Ye Bing and Xia Qingzhi describe the same place, is it possible that the superficial dream and the middle dream are constructed according to my own memory, while the deep dream Dreams are common?
"Gao Jian..." The voice from the phone interrupted my thoughts.
"What's wrong?" I replied casually, feeling the same as five years ago at that moment.
Ye Bing hesitated for a moment, suppressed for a long time, and finally said the last sentence: "Don't come to me, in fact, there is no way out here."
The phone hung up, and the beeping busy tone echoed in the cubicle, as if with a hint of helplessness.
"Ding!"
The call ended, and the task information of the underworld show was sent to the mailbox.
"Forgotten memories are piled together and fermented into this infinitely grotesque world, where you will see the dirtiest, cruelest, and least willing to be faced with memories, and eventually you will sink and become Part of this ugliness.”
"Think clearly, if you want to come in, first leave your hope outside the door!"
"Live mission: Enter Ye Bing's middle-level dream before midnight, and escape from the dream is considered a successful mission."
"Optional task 1: Bring Ye Bing's main consciousness out of the dream, reward ten points."
"Optional task two: Obtain the layout of the Buddha of Good and Evil in the dream, reward ten points."
"Optional task three: kill a nightmare, reward ten points."
"Optional task 4: kill the traitor, reward twenty points, one live broadcast immunity."
"Optional task five: ?????"
"Attention: The special function of the underworld show is on for help... The first call is free, and each subsequent call will require ten points."
After reading the task information sent by the show, I couldn't calm down for a long time. This time, the live broadcast task made me feel a deep chill.
In a corner that I ignore, there seems to be a pair of eyes watching my every move.
"Physically injured, just arrange to live broadcast in the dream? But what good is this doing for the underworld show?" I looked at the long list of optional tasks, and the second one was for me to get the double-faced Buddha The layout in the dream, and the fourth task of killing the betrayer, at first glance, these tasks are related to the underworld show, but they always make me feel a little weird, as if I smell the smell of conspiracy.
"How many forces will fight in the dream? Isn't this incredible?"
I held the mobile phone in the underworld show and pushed open the door of the toilet cubicle. As soon as the wooden door opened, I saw a tall and thin figure standing in front of me.
"Doctor Chu? Didn't you accompany them to dinner?" I put my phone in my pocket calmly, frowned and looked at the man in front of me. He stood facing the mirror, his eyes were sunken, but his eyes were shining .
"Finished the phone call?" He turned around pointingly, his tone full of playfulness: "You are really in the last cubicle, is this a habit?"
"The last cubicle? Habit?" I narrowed my eyes, and suddenly thought that when the second live broadcast was in Xinhu High School, I also hid in the last cubicle of the toilet in the laboratory building; and the eleventh live broadcast , When I was in the subway station, I hid in the last cubicle again, and I didn't even realize this habit.
"You like to hide in the deepest part of the darkness, which shows that your personality is full of doubts and you are always shrouded in a sense of crisis. This is not a habit that ordinary people have." The tall and thin man put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, his face With an inexplicable smile on his face.
"It's just a coincidence."
I strode towards the door, and when I passed by the tall and thin man, he suddenly said something in a low voice.
"Three days is a cycle, are you going to broadcast live in that woman's dream tonight?"
I lifted my foot in the air, and my body became stiff as if it had been put in a plaster cast. I slowly turned my head and said, "Have you watched my live broadcast?"
The thin and tall man didn't smile until then: "What do you think?"
Standing at the door, many thoughts came to my mind instantly. In fact, I had this guess when the tall and thin man changed his mind and prepared to treat Ye Bing.
But in my memory, the only water friend who is very familiar with dreams does not match the information of the thin and tall man: "Can you tell me your ID?"
"I thought you could recognize me at a glance, haha." The tall and thin man looked at me and him in the mirror, and spoke quickly: "My name is Truman, and my English name is fantasy (fantasy). You can call me Fantasy the memory expert, Fantasy the dream builder, and Fantasy the hypnotist!"
"It's really you?"
Fantasy, the master hypnotist, was the one I met when I entered Huang Xue's dream during the fifth live broadcast, and he proposed the theory of layered dreams.
"Wait, during that live broadcast, some water friends questioned your academic level, and you told them that you have been in the industry for 31 years and have rich experience." I glanced at him suspiciously: "But today, Dr. Yan introduced You said you were only thirty-one years old, how do you explain this loophole?"
I didn't dare to say his ID before, because of this.
"Actually, it's nothing. I was born in a mental hospital. My mother is a physicist who suffers from severe schizophrenia and paranoid. So you can think that I started clinical medical research from the womb, and said that I practiced three Is there any flaw in eleven years?" After finishing speaking, Truman tidied up his messy long hair that hadn't been trimmed for a long time, "Not much else to say, I basically watch your live broadcast every episode. There is a question that I have never figured out."