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Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty Seven
Mo Yi turned on the flashlight and knocked it on his palm. The straight beam of the flashlight penetrated the darkness without lingering and shook on the opposite wall.
No damage, the battery is intact.
Mo Yi absently turned off the switch of the flashlight, held it in his palm, took a deep breath, and then walked out without hesitation.
He felt that the appearance of the little girl last night should not be a coincidence.
——She is looking for a rabbit.
After leaving the dangerous situation, Mo Yi instantly arrived at Lenovo, the fragmented rabbit doll he accidentally stepped on in the toy room.
Regardless of whether the two are related or not, you can only know if you have read it.
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes concealed the complex emotions in his eyes.
He slowly stopped, and stopped for a long time in front of the familiar door.
The door of that door is much lower than the others. The poorly crafted door frame is slanted and rough. On the side of the door, a few small characters "toy room" are written with skewed crayons.
However, unlike the last time, this time the door is densely printed with countless small bloody handprints, one on top of the other, almost completely covering half of the door. The large swaths of scarlet almost sting people. eyeball.
shocking.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, and subconsciously grasped the flashlight in his hand. The coolness brought by the cold metal shell penetrated into the bones through his palm, making him a little calmer.
The last experience in the toy room was definitely not a pleasant one. Although it didn't really hurt him, the feeling of oppression that was almost solidified could not be forgotten in a moment.
Coupled with the fact that the side quests are now open, the difficulty has increased dramatically-no one can guarantee what will happen after entering.
Mo Yi put the palm of his hand on the doorknob, just twisting it lightly.
The door slipped into the darkness silently and smoothly.
Just like last time, silently and silently invited him to enter, waiting for the innocent to enter.
Mo Yi felt that his throat was a bit dry, he swallowed his saliva shallowly, and his throat was hot and painful.
At this moment, there was a slight noise in the toy room.
"Click".
The light turns on automatically.
Pale and dim light filled the room, revealing the whole picture of the room.
The toy room is not big, and even looks quite ordinary compared to other rooms.
The low and crooked walls are covered with wallpapers of weird colors. The broken edges of the wallpapers peel off, revealing the walls of indistinct color. The room is empty and the ground floor is covered with dirty carpets.
Scattered toys and dolls were visited messily above the carpet.
A small pile of wood was placed into a crooked little house, clumsy, and looked rather ridiculous. Some small dolls lay down beside it, covered with dust, and some piled up in a small pile against the corner of the wall.
Mo Yixin's mouth twitched slightly.
He remembered that when he came to the toy room last time, he seemed to have kicked the pile up.
He settled down and looked around the entire toy room, especially staying on the wall for a long time-the six portraits he saw when he came last time were gone, only a bare piece of wallpaper was left, which looked empty. Empty.
And, more importantly, the rabbit is gone.
Mo Yixin took a moment to rest, which at least showed that the rabbit that the little girl was looking for was indeed the one he had guessed.
He stepped into the house, and after only a few steps, he felt a cool breeze passing behind him, and then there was a loud bang—
Mo Yi turned around quickly.
The door behind him has been heavily closed.
He contracted his heart, walked quickly to the door, reached out and shook the door handle vigorously.
The door was like a cast of copper and iron, and it remained motionless under Mo Yi's exhaustion of pulling it, as if it had been firmly glued to the door frame.
Mo Yi panted low, holding the door panel somewhat relieved, but his drooping eyes caught a corner of the door, and he couldn't help but stop.
That is a gray rabbit.
It was sitting upright against the wall behind the door, with the dirty cotton filling exposed from its broken belly, hanging in the ground in strands, and staring at Mo with a pair of dark dusty eyes. Yi.
Mo Yi pursed his lips, followed his breathing, then squatted down, reached out and picked up the rabbit.
The moment he straightened up, he heard a familiar "click" sound.
Lights went out.
The room was instantly dark.
There was a chill from behind Mo Yi, climbing up the tail vertebrae, and the skin exposed to the cold air instantly got a layer of goose bumps.
The room was quiet and scary, and Mo Yi could only hear his own unsteady breathing and rapidly contracting heartbeat.
Through the cracks in the door, the tiny lights in the corridor penetrated.
don’t know if it’s an illusion. Mo Yi used his dim vision in the dark as if he saw--
He is not alone in this room.
Mo Yiping caught his breath, his stiff fingertips pressed slightly and the flashlight turned on.
Leng Bai's beam of light penetrated the darkness, penetrated the darkness, and shone on the opposite wall.
The room was empty, as if laughing at Mo Yi's overly rich imagination, but the next second, the flashlight in his hand suddenly began to flash.
The dizzy light struggling to flash on the opposite wall, every time it dimmed, it seemed that there was an extra shadow on the wall.
Finally, after two soft beeps, the flashlight could not release any light.
The room was plunged into extreme silence and darkness.
Mo Yi stood stiffly in the dark, and his unsteady breathing revealed his uneasy mood.
At this moment, a faint little force grabbed the rabbit in Mo Yi's hand and gently pulled it out.
Mo Yi was taken aback, and slightly relaxed his stiff palm.
The rabbit was pulled out of his hand and slipped quietly into the boundless darkness.
"Thank you." A small child's voice sounded in the dark "Thank you for helping me find my rabbit, sir."
Mo Yixin sighed slightly, but before he could say anything, the child's voice rang again:
"But... they want to play with you, I can't stop them."
There was a cold behind Mo Yi, and the sense of horror instantly occupied his mind. He spoke and asked in hoarse English: "Who are they?"
"Sir, don't blame them, they are just too lonely." The delicate voice of the child did not answer, but continued to speak for himself:
"—Want someone to join them so much."
Before Mo Yi had time to do anything, he felt that his trousers were caught by some heavy object, and then more and more heavy objects piled up, pulling him down severely.
Mo Yi ran to the door with all his strength and shook the door, but it was useless. The door was still tightly welded to the door frame without moving.
The girl's voice sounded again: "If you can leave, I will thank you-if not, just keep playing with us."
The child’s chuckle echoed in the room, creepy.
At the same time, the overhead lights began to flicker desperately, illuminating the entire room momentarily and momentarily.
Only then did Mo Yi see that countless large and small broken dolls gushing from nowhere, flooding him like a rushing wave, filling the entire room at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The next second, when the lights dimmed and then turned on, those large and small dolls became pale and bloody little hands, rushing over to him, grabbing Mo Yi's hands and feet, and dragging him down. go with.
As the lights went on and off, the things in the room changed between the doll and the palm, but they all increased in the same way, almost drowning Mo Yi.
Mo Yi struggled, his breathing was a little unsmooth.
The door remained motionless.
The pale little bracelet was on his neck and touched his cheek.
The cold touch made Mo Yi shiver, unexpectedly calm down.
Think! Think!
Mo Yi searched the room quickly with his eyes—finally, his eyes lit up!
A familiar brown teddy bear lay in the center of countless dolls, with two full eyes puffing grey, watching him quietly.
Mo Yi struggling to pounce on the bear.
The light dimmed for an instant, then turned on again——
The teddy bear became a small hand stained with blood. The blood on that hand was so heavy that it almost stained it pure blood red.
Only one fight!
Mo Yi gritted his teeth, struggling to stretch out his hand, and grasped it tightly.
A strong force came in an instant, almost like an iron hoop, pulling Mo Yi over.
Mo Yi was dizzy for a while, slammed it hard along the way, and then returned to his senses, only to find that he was lying in the corridor.
Under him was an old dusty carpet, and a decadent dusty atmosphere filled his nose.
Mo Yi turned over in a daze.
The dim wall lamp added a dark and strange atmosphere to the long and narrow corridor, and the cold temperature penetrated into the texture-only then did Mo Yi realize that he was already wet with sweat.
The wet shirt is extremely uncomfortable to stick to the body.
Mo Yi did not care about it, but lay flat on the ground and let out a long breath.
I didn't feel it just now. Now he found that his whole body was hurting badly. He lifted his sleeves and took a look, only to find that his forearm and wrist were densely printed with small green and purple handprints. He hadn't seen him for a long time. Tianri's pale skin was swollen like a relief, and it looked quite thrilling.
Mo Yi put down his sleeves, let out a long sigh of relief, and then climbed up from the ground.
He bowed his head and patted the dust on his body.
At this moment, Mo Yi saw that a piece of Zhang Fanhuang's paper was rolled up where he had just lay down.
Mo Yixin's head jumped, and a shuddering excitement flowed through his body like electricity. He couldn't help but recalled the girl's faint voice in the dark toy room:
"If you can leave, I will thank you."