"What do you mean, you say?"

In the gloomy stairwell, Wanli Sealing Knife walked up the steps, rubbed his chin and said, "It's an allusion that I will encounter misfortune in the next few days,

Or is it a survival tip from the hotel to residents? ”

“... It's all possible. ”

Bai Hao was looking at what Wanli Fengdao had written on the paper, thought about it, and said, "Judging from the content, it is quite a bit of the cursed videotape in "Midnight Bell". Maybe if you look at it, you'll be attacked by an anomaly during the curfew for the next few days.

However, it is also possible that the hotel is showing some aspect of herself to the occupants.

For example, the origin of the hotel, the type of anomalous presence in the hotel, the process of the establishment of the hotel, the fate of the deceased in the past of the hotel, and so on.

It's not clear which is the possibility..."

Bai Haozheng groaned, stopped on the stairs, raised the latter's account towards the Wanli Sealing Knife, and said sincerely: "I have a hunch that this part of the content may be the key to our survival,

But if you put it in words, there will be something missing.

I have a skill that can induce memories in other people's minds through prolonged physical contact.

And in the form of an active comic, similar to a gif, it is recorded on other media such as paper.

Of course, the premise must be absolutely consensual. ”

"This..."

Wanli Fengdao's face showed a hesitant expression, "You want to see the memory in my brain?" ”

"Limited to last night's part of the TV."

Bai Haozheng said seriously: "After the skill is activated, there will be a premonition in the other party's mind, and you can choose to only show the memories of a specific period of time - don't worry about your other privacy being violated." ”

Bai Haozheng said sincerely, but the expressions of the other players were still a little unnatural.

No one likes to be snooped on in their memories, especially players who have a lot of secrets involving the safety of their lives.

BLACK SAINT, 13MARK AND THE OTHERS SUBCONSCIOUSLY MOVED THEIR STEPS, AWAY FROM BAI HAOZHENG, TO AVOID PHYSICAL CONTACT WITH THE OTHER PARTY - THE OTHER PARTY CLAIMED THAT HIS SKILLS WOULD BE SUBJECT TO A LOT OF CONSTRAINTS, BUT NO ONE COULD GUARANTEE THAT BAI HAOZHENG WAS TELLING THE TRUTH.

"Hmm... Okay. ”

Wanli Sealing Dao hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.

As an external bounty hunter hired by the Special Affairs Bureau, he actually knew about the existence of Bai Haozheng for a long time, and he had seen it a few times in the Yin City Special Affairs Bureau's stronghold before-Xing Hechou introduced him next to him at that time.

Personally, he couldn't fully trust this intelligence analyst who seemed to be polite, but since Xing Hechou trusted Bai Haozheng, he chose to believe Xing Hechou's vision.

"Okay."

Bai Haozheng didn't talk nonsense, he asked for a new stack of paper from Li Ang, moved his knuckles, turned his head to the other players and said: "By the way, if the memory in Brother Fengdao's mind is really a meme with infectious properties like the curse video of "Midnight Bell",

Then the event comic I drew later may also carry memes,

If you want to see it, please be prepared to be infected by the meme. ”

The present were all experienced and mature players, and they knew that Bai Haozheng was not alarmist,

Memetic hazards can quietly change people's thinking and behavior.

adding, deleting, and tampering with memories,

It causes physiological changes, such as deterioration of facial features, growth of scales, and outward movement of the eyeballs to both sides.

Even, death directly in a dream.

The Black Saint Son and the Hidden Ghost took a step back without saying a word, there was no benefit in joining in this kind of excitement, but it would bring huge risks, and there was no need to satisfy this curiosity at all.

What's more, the purpose of Bai Haozheng's transcription of video content is still to analyze and analyze, and the conclusions drawn will still benefit all players.

Even if they don't do anything, they can get the results of the analysis.

Bob, who has died two friends in a row, is not in the mood to read dynamic comics, and 13MARK, Epidemic Doctor, Ω, and Liu Wuxian also expressed their gratitude.

In the end, standing next to Bai Haozheng, ready to watch him draw dynamic comics, there were only Yu Yi Xinxin, Mule and Li Ang.

The mule is an intelligence dealer, and it is estimated that there are some equipment props on it that can resist memetic pollution.

It's just that what kind of excitement is there in this feather coat's heart?

Li Ang's gaze hidden under the dragon's head mask swept a glance at Yu Yi's heart, and this beautiful girl wearing a sailor suit and a katana at her waist had a calm face, and she couldn't see any expression.

Could it be that she is also a puzzle player?

"So, let's get started."

Bai Hao was taking a deep breath, holding a pen in his right hand, and the tip of the pen pressed lightly on the paper suspended in mid-air.

The index finger and middle finger of the left hand were brought together, turned into a finger sword, and slowly pressed on the forehead of the Wanli Sealing Knife.

Buzz –

Shapeless and massless ripples of energy spread out from his body,

Bai Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were gray and cloudy.

He just stared at the wall in front of him in a daze, and with his right hand he drew intricate lines on the paper with great speed.

When a piece of paper is full, replace it with the next one.

The opposite of him is the Ten Thousand Miles Sealing Knife,

Brother Xiaodao's face was tense, his eyes were closed, and his eyeballs under his eyelids were rolling back and forth, looking a little nervous, but not painful.

In a moment, the mental power that shrouded Bai Haozheng gradually dissipated,

The intelligence analyst blinked, the grayness in his eyes fading, "This is..."

He reached for all the papers suspended in mid-air, which were covered with delicate realistic comics.

These cartoons are lifelike, clearly depicting several of the images described by the Ten Thousand Miles Sealing Knife, and they are still dynamic, repeating them every once in a while.

Standing on the top of the castle, looking up at the back of the robe,

A three-meter-tall slender figure walking in the rainforest,

Young woman combing her hair in the mirror...

"Did you find anything?"

Wan Lifeng, who was standing at the bottom of the steps, asked curiously.

"Not yet..."

Bai Haozheng replied, and looked through the dynamic comics with Yu Yixin, Mule, and Li Ang.

"The contents of the paper reveal an eerie and evil aura, but testing has shown that they do not carry negative energy or contagious memes."

Bai Hao was muttering to himself, pulling out a painting, "Hmm... then the painting..."

The painting depicts a young woman combing her hair in the mirror, smiling and eating the eyeball of her left eye that fell on the dresser.

This dynamic comic, at first glance, looks no different from the others,

But Bai Haozheng always felt that something was wrong, and the three people standing around him also followed his gaze and carefully examined the woman in the painting.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something in his heart, his eyes suddenly shrank,

Take a half step back, bow vigilantly, and make a defensive stance.

The small nose breathed rapidly, the slender fingers grasped the handle of the katana, and the thumb gently pushed the scabbard, revealing a touch of the cold of the blade,

"Mr. Bai! Put it away! ”

Yu Yi shouted loudly in his heart, urging Bai Haozheng, "She's here, looking at you!" ”

"What?"

Bai Hao was hesitating and looking down, only to see the young woman in the dynamic comics, still unhurriedly combing her hair in the dresser mirror, smiling.

And so on, the position she was sitting in was different from the previous painting.

She's not looking at herself in the dresser mirror, combing her hair,

Instead, looking through the mirror, Bai Haozheng outside the painting.

seemed to notice Bai Haozheng's stunned eyes,

The woman puts down her comb, turns her head, and smiles after glancing at the intelligence analyst.