Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The players went downstairs with heavy picture frames on their shoulders. Qianwu and Jiang Chen walked up the stairs. Qianwu walked in front, listening to the slow footsteps behind him.

"Are you okay?" he whispered. "Why do I always think you're worse than your injuries make you look?"

Jiang Chen spoke calmly behind him, "Compared with these people, the injury is not serious, maybe the rich life has passed for a long time, and it is especially unbearable."

Qian Wu didn't answer, he continued to go upstairs with his back to Jiang Chen, but frowned deeply.

The door of the painting hall is open, and it is darker than when I first came up.

After the picture frame was removed, the small spotlight on it automatically went out, leaving only two pictures in the dark painting hall.A female player who was already holding a painting was struggling to get the penultimate one off the wall.

The moment the picture frame was away from the wall, the only light in the room went out, and the darkness in the hall became even worse. As Qianwu approached in the darkness, there was a sticky sound on the ground.Jiang Chen reminded behind him, "Be careful where you step."

He lowered his head, only to see those broken limbs wriggling on the ground, and the solitary head had lost the strength to bounce, rolling slowly around.The broken upper and lower limbs crawled aimlessly, exuding a strong unwillingness.

Qianwu bypassed them and stood in front of the last picture.

The female player stood aside and hesitated, reaching out to put her hand on the bottom of the picture frame and exerting force upwards, but the picture frame did not move at all.

She sighed, "Forget it."

Jiang Chen glanced at the two small picture frames in her hand, "I can add another picture."

"Yes, but this is not even comparable to other fractions. According to the neural calculation mechanism, it may only be zero. Box carefully avoided the things on the ground and walked away.

The painting hall returned to tranquility, Jiang Chen stood in front of the painting under the halo in a windbreaker, with a faint smile on his bleeding lips.

His eyes are calm and gentle. In the past few years, no matter what the occasion, Qianwu has rarely seen him showing such a peaceful expression.

"They don't know the goods." Jiang Chen reached out and touched the frame lightly, touching and touching the corn kernels with Qianwu's name on it, "This is the childhood of an artist, the beginning of inspiration. A good work of art does not Need a price."

Qian Wu turned his head to look at him, and said in a calm voice, "Do you regard this cartoon as the beginning of my inspiration?"

Jiang Chen nodded persistently: "Well, just like the childhood we grew up together, it also gave birth to my belief in life."

Qianwu asked, "What is your belief in life?"

"Guard that period of time." Jiang Chen replied naturally, as if that had already been an undetermined answer.

While Qian Wu was slightly stunned, Jiang Chen said again, "The Jiang family and you. You also grew up in the Jiang family. You were originally together, and shouldn't be placed at the two ends of the seesaw."

Under the bright halo, the word "Qianwu" on the corn kernels shines brightly.

"The painting may be a trap." Qianwu's tone was a little hesitant, "But there may be a mystery in this painting, so we have to think about it."

"I don't think about it anymore." Jiang Chen's tone was determined, and he reached out to take off the heavy words, "Give up thinking about it, and decided to take it away."

A small painting is very heavy, Jiang Chen holds it in his arms, and gently covers it with the dangling windbreaker.

Behind him, the last cluster of lights went out, and the painting hall fell into darkness.

Going down the long spiral staircase, they had just stepped down the last step when the sound of locks suddenly sounded in the empty building.

All the players hugging the painting to keep warm looked towards the door together, and the cold chains were automatically cut open.A player near the door bravely stretched out his hand and pushed it, and the seemingly heavy iron door opened silently.

"It's open!" Someone jumped up in surprise, "It's really open! We don't have to live overnight!"

"Sure enough, I want to get the painting. The painting is equivalent to supplies. After the supplies are distributed, there is no need to stay for long!" The other person stood up immediately, flushed with excitement on his sickly pale cheeks, "Let's go out, let's go on the road right away?"

Guidelines appeared on the wall again.

"The division is complete, the road ahead is clear, please leave the village with all your strength."

The players were boiling, and the lifelessness was swept away.They rushed out carrying the trophies, and those who ran out first shouted excitedly, "There is no fog! There is really no fog!"

"These paintings are some important magic weapon! If you have paintings, you will no longer be harmed by phantoms and poisonous fog!"

More than 40 people rushed out clamorously, with serious injuries and illnesses, but unprecedented joy.

Qiqi stood at the door and looked out cautiously for a while, then laughed too.She turned her head and looked at Qianwu, "You guys go too, don't be too cautious, it's best to leave the village before you die of illness."

No one in the squad answered, Jiang Chen just nodded lightly, "Yes. We'll distribute the supplies internally, and we're about to set off."

Qiqi hurriedly waved her hand to them and got out.Qianwu walked to the door and looked at those players. The road ahead was clear, and they walked a long distance together until they disappeared from sight without any abnormality.

At the intersection stands a guide sign, leading to the west.Qianwu took out the compass from his arms, and the guiding sign was correct for the first time.

"Is it over?" Peng Peng said in a daze, "It's so fast."

Zhong Liye said in a low voice, "Don't take it lightly, there may be other dangers along the way."

Qu Ying: "Let's get on the road first, the plague can't be delayed."

After the three finished talking, they all looked at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen nodded in agreement, and he got up slowly, holding the painting.

The small team stepped out of the door, Qianwu suddenly turned around again.

Suddenly, two more lines of words appeared on the wall.

"Immunity key has been obtained."

"Immune players can clear the plague."

"Jiang Chen." Qianwu's voice was calm, "There are words."

Everyone turned their heads, but the iron gate was slowly closed in front of them, and the words on the wall were hidden in the darkness.Qianwu stretched out his hand to block the door, trying to block it, but it was cold and heavy, followed the trajectory back into the door frame, and locked it with a bang.

"What word?" Peng Peng was stunned, "I seem to see some immunity key?"

Jiang Chen said in a calm tone, "The immune key has been obtained, and the immune players can wipe out the plague."

Everyone else has disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings are quiet.

Qianwu's eyes suddenly turned to the painting that Jiang Chen held out persistently. After a while, there was a curious smile in his black eyes, and he smiled and whispered: "It's interesting."

Jiang Chen has already started to dismantle the picture frame.

Nervously uses a regular collection-grade picture frame with a seven-layer structure, sealed with screws at the back, to prevent any possibility of dust and liquid from entering.Jiang Chen pulled out a knife from his back and carefully pried the screws. Everyone waited around holding their breath. After a long time, the last screw finally loosened.Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You four can help each other."

With four people supporting the four corners, Jiang Chen carefully removed the frame cushion layer by layer.

The back of the drawing paper was exposed to the air, Jiang Chen carefully turned it over.

A few lines of writing on the corn kernels suddenly disappeared.

He froze there, and after a few seconds, there was a clanging sound on the ground, and Peng Peng let out an ouch.

"Something hit my foot." He wrinkled his face and held the painting and said, "Jiang Chen, did you find the problem? Can you take a look first and see if my foot is still healthy?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the ground.

"It's still there," he said. "The key fell out."

On the ground, a golden key fell by Peng Peng's feet.Jiang Chen bent down to pick it up, and found that the key was very heavy, almost as heavy as the picture frame.

Qian Wu suddenly said, "The picture frame suddenly became very light, so all the weight comes from this key."

Probably seeing that Jiang Chen was very concerned about the painting, Peng Peng said, "You three don't move, I'll put the painting back first, layer by layer."

In fact, there is no need for three people to support the picture frame anymore. Qu Ying switched to Qianwu's side, and Zhong Liye lifted one side each, and Peng Peng began to restore it.

Qian Wu walked to Jiang Chen's side and said in a low voice: "This is the key to immunity."

"Well, it should be." Jiang Chen rubbed the key with his fingers, "It feels very strange, I have never touched such a small and heavy thing."

"It's done." Peng Peng shouted from behind: "Hey, this painting is so light now."

Zhong Liye said: "Just now they said that the painting cannot be put into the lucky bag, try again."

Qu Ying opened a lucky bag, and Peng Peng tentatively placed a corner of the painting in the mouth of the lucky bag.The corner disappeared immediately after being inserted, just like taking and placing things from the lucky bag countless times, he smoothly stuffed the entire picture frame into the small lucky bag.

"It turns out that all the keys are on the things in the picture frame. As long as the things are taken away, the painting will be an ordinary object." Zhong Liye thought for a while, "We have the key to immunity here, what about others?"

Qianwu and Jiang Chen looked at each other, and Jiang Chen said in a low voice, "Maybe there is only one immune key."

"Then what's in their picture frame!" Peng Peng suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "No way..."

Qu Ying said softly, "Immunity players can wipe out the plague. In their picture frame, it may be the plague."

Five people started on the road again in the dark, three people walked in front, Jiang Chen and Qian Wu walked behind.

Jiang Chen's pace was still a little slow, Qianwu took a compass and walked in the night for a while, then suddenly said: "I haven't taken the medicine."

"What?" Jiang Chen paused.

Qianwu glanced at him, "I was also belatedly aware that I let you get away with such a small trick."

When Jiang Chen agreed to take the medicine, he felt something was wrong. After passing the water, he saw Jiang Chen putting the medicine into his mouth, but recalling carefully, he seemed to see nothing.

Qianwu looked serious, "Young Marshal Jiang, are you happy playing tricks with children?"

Jiang Chen looked at him speechless for a moment, Qian Wu brows sternly, "Where is the medicine hidden? Take it out and eat it."

"You're angry." Jiang Chen looked at him, "There may be too many counts just now, I really dare not consume important supplies quickly."

Qian Wu looked at him without making a sound, and the two stalemate for a long time, Jiang Chen finally took out the medicine from his cuff, and put it into his mouth in front of him.

"Swallow it." Qianwu said.

Jiang Chen swallowed, fearing that he would not believe it, so he took another sip of water.

"Do you have any other injuries?" Qianwu looked at him expressionlessly.

For a moment of Jiang Chen's hesitation, Qian Wu's eyes swept across his blood-soaked shoulders, and then fell on his chest.

There wasn't any blood on the chest of the shirt, but one button was loose, as if it had been torn off and then tied back with a string.

Qianwu reached out and grabbed the button and threw it away, and opened the fabric to look inside.

There is a bit of scarlet, like a pinhole, but the surrounding skin is bruised, and the spread of bruise does not follow the natural law, heading all the way to the heart.

Zhong Liye's voice trembled, "What is this?!"

Jiang Chen finally sighed, raised his hand to close his shirt, and blocked Qian Wu's sight.

"You who met the phantom in the fog were about to die. You said that there was still medicine in the lucky bag. When I searched for it, the thing appeared and stuck a needle into my chest." Jiang Chen said, "The way of injury is unusual. , It must be a big disaster. It is useless to tell everyone about this kind of thing, no one can help me, so I just want to leave this place as soon as possible."

Qian Wu was silent, Jiang Chen touched the key and said, "I didn't take the medicine just now because those medicines didn't help my real injury much, so I might as well leave it to you. I didn't want to dedicate myself righteously, It's just the most reasonable option under balance."

"I know." Qianwu turned around indifferently, "but I'm angry."

"Understood." Jiang Chen said.

The five continued to set off, and Peng Peng carefully pulled Zhong Liye in front.

Zhong Liye said in a low voice: "No matter what you want to say, shut up."

Peng Peng closed his mouth for a while, but couldn't help asking: "The way they quarrel is so proficient, isn't it?"

"Shut up." Zhong Liye said again.

The village was dead silent, and after leaving the collection hall, there were rotting corpses lying everywhere.The red candle danced with a cluster of dim yellow light, and they used the light to explore the way and walked side by side in the dark.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sky brightened.The red candle was extinguished, and the pace of several people became slow.

"I'm so tired." Peng Peng chewed a quarter of the cake, "Why are those people in front gone? Their illnesses have been deteriorating, and they are still walking so fast."

"Perhaps already dead." Jiang Chen said.

Everyone froze at the same time, Qianwu said in a low voice: "They carry the picture frame on their backs as a life-saving thing, but the picture frame is probably the plague."

"The mission we received to eradicate the plague..." Peng Peng suddenly thought of something, and swallowed, "Isn't it to kill those people?"

"It may also be to destroy the things in those picture frames." Jiang Chen said, "If this is the case, the player is dead and the plague is still there. Do we need us to find the picture frames scattered on the road?"

No one knew, everyone continued on the road, and Peng Peng walked ahead with a compass.

Qian Wu frowned, not knowing whether he was annoyed by the dungeon mechanism or angry with Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen gently pressed his cheek against him, and whispered in his ear: "I'm afraid you're worried. I'm sorry, you would be angry if I were you, but I believe that if I were you, I would make the same choice as me."

"Everything is inevitable, so you have no way to stop me from getting angry." Qian Wu said in a deep voice.

Jiang Chen gently kissed his ear.

"Everyone." Peng Peng's panicked voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Chen let go, before he had time to ask, he stopped facing the scene in the distance ahead.

In the distance stood a collection hall that was exactly the same as before.The door of the collection hall is open, facing the spiral staircase leading to the painting hall.

Dying players are happily moving paintings down from above.

The author has something to say: the little nerve tied itself a knot on the ground.

The knot is the shape of a key.

I am peace.it said.