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date="2021-01-01"

title="Chapter 70 "

weight="114168"

series = ["Congratulations on Your Successful Escape"]

mode = "manual"

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Chapter Seventy

The dead air is like a stagnant fluid, clogging every gap silently, as if holding it can squeeze out the viscous liquid of fright, and pressing the lifeless air on the human heart.

Mo Yi held his breath quietly, his eyelids trembling slightly in the darkness, everything in front of him was blocked by the dull and silent darkness, so that his eyes could not catch a trace of light, and he almost had the illusion of drowning.

The back was tightly against the uneven twisted wall, and the cold touch came along the thinner shirt after being soaked in sweat, climbing along the spine all the way to the top of the head, like ice water, sobering.

There was still no movement outside the door.

The heavy percussion stopped in their ears, and the vague sounds of nursery rhymes floated in the air. In the boundless darkness, it almost made people think they were auditory hallucinations.

Yu Ran's slender, hot hands gripped Mo Yi's arm tightly, and the dull pain and burning temperature rising from being clenched, Mo Yi could almost feel her tension and panic through the strength of her palm.

The sound of my own deliberately depressed breathing and rapid heartbeat, mixed with Yu Rankao's very close breathing, is almost difficult to distinguish who belongs to it.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, his lips pressed tightly, and the fingers holding the flashlight were tight and loose, loose and tight.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind.

Mo Yi raised his hand and threw out the flashlight in his hand with lightning speed!

And pressed the switch on the flashlight one second before letting go.

Hearing the sound of metal crashing, it suddenly broke the almost stagnant silence in the air, and then rolled grunting towards the far side of the corridor.

The light then illuminated the corridor.

Mo Yi turned his head slightly and saw an open flashlight rolling along the edge of the wall.

The heavy knocking sound suddenly rang again. Before Mo Yi had time to withdraw his sight, he saw a huge black figure quickly moving past the bright light source.

With the white light of the flashlight, Mo Yi caught a glimpse of the terrifying figure.

His breathing was accidentally disturbed for a moment, and he clasped his fingers subconsciously to prevent him from accidentally exclaiming.

Under the light of the flashlight, Mo Yi got a glimpse of its figure. It was a huge and ugly spider. Its black-brown figure was disgusting and terrifying. The six long legs were covered with hair. He was big and hit the floor with a heavy thump.

On its narrow head, which is not commensurate with its huge figure, there is a face of a little girl.

The pale and stiff face did not have a trace of expression, it looked unusually weird, and the lips on his face were not bloody. Even when the spider swiftly chased the light source, it still slid together mechanically.

——The nursery rhyme seems to be sung from here.

As soon as Mo Yi saw the monster's figure clearly, every syllable of the nursery rhyme no longer seemed to be indistinct and unrecognizable, but passed into his ear drums extremely clearly:

"LittleMissMuffet

Satonatuffet

Eatinghercurdsandwhey

Therecameabigspider

Whosatdownbesideher

AndfrightenedMissMuffetaway"

[Miss Maffet was sitting on the mound, eating curd and whey, and a big spider came and sat next to her, scaring Miss Maffet away]

Before Mo Yi had time to think about the meaning of the lyrics in the nursery rhyme, he heard a deliberately lowered voice outside the door, and asked with a little trembling:

"...Is anyone there?"

Mo Yi Meiyu condensed, half of his body leaned out the door, and by the light at the end of the corridor, he saw that there seemed to be a figure in the darkness in the opposite room.

The other side seemed to see him too, was stunned for a second, and then seemed to have made up some determination, and ran towards them quickly.

Mo Yi was startled, and quickly reached out his hand to support him and rushed towards him with a somewhat unstoppable figure.

The other party's extremely unstable and rapid breathing sounded in his ears, and the palms that held his arms tightly also trembled slightly, indicating the kind of psychological suffering the owner of these hands was experiencing.

Mo Yi recognized him as one of the senior players. He still remembered that this person introduced himself as Zhou Yunchen when the dungeon just started.

Zhou Yunchen leaned against the wall slowly, then stuck his head out and observed it quickly for a few seconds. After confirming that the huge spider had not returned, he relaxed slightly, then turned his head and said to Mo Yi:

"Others...others were captured by the spiders. It appeared too secretive. The others were almost unprepared and were attacked. Only when I was far away from where it appeared could I have a chance to hide."

He sighed with a tremor, and the fingers clasping Mo Yi's arm tightened a little bit. After he slowed down, he continued speaking very quickly:

"Didn't you say that you found a hiding place when you were upstairs? Where?

There are more than two hours left. As long as we survive, we will succeed. I don't have any expectations for this hidden mission. I will be satisfied if I can continue. "

Mo Yi was silent for a few seconds, cruelly breaking his fantasy:

"There are only three rooms on the second floor. Since the room we are staying in now and the room you ran out just now are safe, it means that the other room is a spider's nest."

Zhou Yunchen was taken aback and seemed to realize something.

Mo Yi continued, "The place I hid is in that room."

Zhou Yunchen's palms holding Mo Yi stiff.

Mo Yi was a little unbearable, but continued to add mercilessly: "And... we have opened a hidden mission. The current situation is that if one of our remaining players dies, there will be a boss to come to the door, and others. The people of you can't live."

Zhou Yunchen was petrified in the same place. He could hardly believe his ears. He turned his head awkwardly, and looked at Mo Yi's ambiguous face in the dark. His brain was frozen, and he couldn't turn around for a long time. .

Yu Ran stretched out his hand sympathetically, groped and patted his shoulder in the dark, right as comfort.

She moved her attention back to Mo Yi, then lowered her voice and asked, "What shall we do next?"

Mo Yi pondered for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Zhou Yunchen, and asked:

"Is there any silk from spiders in the corridor?"

Zhou Yunchen was stunned for a few seconds, and finally came back to his senses, still saying in a somewhat nerdy manner:

"No... only that room is full of spider silks, not in the corridor, otherwise I didn't dare to cross the corridor to come to you just now."

Mo Yiro nodded thoughtfully.

He turned his head and listened to the movement in the corridor for a while.

The thumping sound of the spider's black-feathered feet on the rotten wooden ground seems to have gone, and even the low, vague humming sounds quite far away in the dark, which can only be heard. To some vague and broken tunes floating around.

It seems to have gone downstairs, presumably to find other slippery fish.

Mo Yiping took a breath, and after listening carefully for a while, after confirming that it could not come back temporarily, he turned and said to the other two people:

"I have a plan, but I need to go to that room before I know if it is feasible."

Yu Ran nodded, and then realized with hindsight that the other party could not see her movements in the dark, and hurriedly gave a low "um".

Zhou Yunchen on the side seemed to have finally restarted his brain successfully, and he also sullenly agreed.

Mo Yi took out a spare flashlight from his backpack, then turned on the lowest light, and walked out the door lightly.

The air in the cramped and narrow corridor was muddy and unpleasant, and the familiar smell of rotten wood and dust mixed with an unknown strange smell, forming an indescribable smell, almost disgusting.

The dirty carpet under their feet absorbed most of their steps, but the fragile wooden floor still made a soft crunch uncontrollably.

Mo Yi shook the flashlight against the wall, and the faint light reflected a faint halo on the wall. saw that the hard and twisted wall was covered with a shallow layer of white mucus. Looking closer, saw that it was actually It is a web of fine spider silk.

He raised the flashlight, and the dim light circle dangled across the ceiling.

The breath of the other two people couldn't help but stagnated-they saw layers of spider silk hanging above the ceiling, which looked like white curtains, covering the entire ceiling.

Mo Yi squinted his eyes calmly, and then continued to walk forward.

When he reached the door of that room, Mo Yi stopped, and the halo of the flashlight shone into the room from the door, illuminating the entire room in a vague manner.

The whole room seems to have become a nest of spiders, filled with slime silk, overlapping everything in the room, it is pale like a shroud, and it is depressing to breathe. .

On the edge of the window hung three sturdy human figures wrapped in spider silk, hanging motionless in the cobwebs, looking like they were dead.

In the middle of the room, the attic was still open as it was when Mo Yi left, and the stairs fell down the opened secret door, which was also entangled with spider webs.

The indescribable smell became stronger and stronger, mixed with the damp and cold breath on the second floor, almost making it hard to breathe.

Mo Yi turned his head to look at Yu Ran, who was standing behind him, and asked:

"Does your kitchen knife still work well?"

Yu Ran nodded and raised his palm. The heavy blade flashed with a shallow metallic halo under the faint light of the flashlight. His slender fingers held the wooden knife handle and looked quite handy.

Mo Yi smiled, the dim light reflected by the flashlight flickered in the dark pupils, and his low voice contained a shallow breath:

"Great, you can use it next."

Yu Ranxin understood: "You mean...?"

The corner of Mo Yi's lips pursed with a shallow arc: "Yes."

Let's set up a game.

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