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Chapter 79
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Chapter Seventy Nine
Mo Yi Station got up, his palm was still against the door panel, and he narrowed his eyes and looked inward through the gap between the twisted door panel and the door frame.
There was a faint light in the crack of the door, and it looked like a figure was walking in the room. A shadow came to the front, and there was a light knock on the door panel.
Yu Ran's half-hesitating and half-cautious voice came from the room, looking a little dull through the door panel:
"...Mo Yi?"
Mo Yi pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw, feeling the familiar tingling pain spreading along with his movements, and a faint bloody breath escaped in his mouth again, and his heart relaxed a little.
After his eyes were blinded once, even though the time has passed, he is still a lot more cautious.
Mo Yi responded in a low voice, then released his hands on the door.
The wooden door panel slowly opened with his movements, revealing Yu Ran and two other players standing behind the door. They stood inside the door looking at each other, their expressions tangled and at a loss.
Yu Ran supported the door frame with one hand, and pressed his forehead with one hand, staring at Mo Yi a little awkwardly.
She blinked, organized her language a bit, and then said in a daze and amazement:
"...What happened just now?"
The other two players behind him also looked a little at a loss, and one of them said:
"I remember... I was still in the attic just now, after you jumped off the stage... I seemed to hear a familiar voice, and then I didn't realize it."
Yu Ran and the other player looked at each other, and then hesitated and nodded:
"Yes, I remember it too."
Mo Yi raised his wrist, tapped the dial with his fingers, and his manicured nails made a soft, crisp sound on the dial:
"Look at the time."
The three of them looked at their watches at the same time, and then couldn't help being taken aback, gasping loudly:
"——Only one hour left?!"
Mo Yi nodded, and then briefly summarized:
"The monsters in the past hour can tempt people to see fantasy, but there should be movement restrictions, so players can only be allowed to walk over by themselves. Just now, you were all confused. I kept you in this room for an hour When the singing stops, its control over you disappears."
One of the players frowned and looked at Mo Yi suspiciously:
"Then why are you not deceived?"
Mo Yi's expression remained unchanged and replied:
"Probably because I am determined."
The man was choked by him, frowned in irritation, and was about to say something more, but only to see Yu Ran suddenly jumped up and asked in some panic:
"Wait! The three of us were locked here by you and did not leave with the sound! What about Zhou Yunchen and Wangsuke!"
Yu Ran's complexion was a bit pale, and a look of helplessness flashed rarely on his face. You must know that all their lives in this copy are related. Once someone dies, it is likely to bring irreparable consequences.
Mo Yi stepped back to make room, and then pointed towards the depths of the corridor on one side.
Yu Ran took a step forward and looked in the direction of Mo Yi's fingers. In the shadow of the pile of debris at one end of the corridor, there were two figures lying in the dark, and the fuzzy outline was covered by a larger shadow. , It’s almost hard to recognize without looking carefully.
Yu Ran let out a long sigh of relief, and then quickly stepped forward. The flashlight in her hand swayed with her steps, and the pale light circle quickly illuminated the two lying on the ground.
Mo Yi and the other two players also walked over behind her. As he walked, he said:
"Now that there is less than an hour left before the end of this dungeon, it will only be more dangerous in the future, so we must be more careful."
Yu Ran squatted down, put the flashlight in his hand on the ground, and patted Zhou Yunchen who was unconscious: "Hey, wake up."
Zhou Yunchen still closed his eyes tightly, his pale face showed no signs of waking up.
Both he and Wangsuke were covered with dust and looked extremely embarrassed.
The player who asked the question frowned. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the next words were stuck in his throat, only a few vague monosyllables flowed out.
Yu Ran pulled up Zhou Yunchen's collar, then rounded his arms, and slapped him several times with his bow left and right. The crisp sound almost echoed in the corridor, her voice was still soft and gentle:
"Hey, wake up."
The two players opened their eyes, watching her rude and violent behavior, while subconsciously touching the back of their neck.
——I don't know why, always feel a little pain in neck.
Zhou Yunchen opened his eyes in confusion, as if he was about to say something, but he caught the wound on his face, hesitated, and the expression in his eyes finally became sober.
He straightened up on the floor beside him, looked around blankly, his eyes finally stopped on Yu Ran, who was closest to him:
"...Why are you hitting me?"
Yu Ran rolled his eyes and didn't answer directly. Instead, he stepped over his body and walked to Wangsuke, who was unconscious on the side. Then he followed the same pattern, slapped him several times, and woke him up.
Seeing that both of them had returned to a sober state, Yu Ran stood up, patted the dust accumulated on her body, and simply repeated Mo Yi's explanation just now, and finally concluded:
"There is less than an hour left, and it is likely to be even more dangerous after that. I suggest you two get up quickly and don't waste time."
Zhou Yunchen and Wangsuke were clutching their aching cheeks, and they still seemed to be a little bit stunned. Their difficult brains restarted while digesting the many information that Yu Ran had given them just now, looking a little dumb.
Mo Yi Station was aside, lowered his eyes to look at the two of them, and said lightly:
"The last nursery rhyme will come at any time, don't be stunned."
There is no emotional ups and downs in his voice, his voice is cold, and it doesn't sound deterrent.
But it is intuitively scary, and almost wants to obey subconsciously.
Zhou Yunchen and Wangsuke froze in an instant, and quickly got up from the ground, ignoring the dust on their bodies, staggered twice and then straightened up again.
Mo Yi pursed the corners of his lips slightly, slowly looked around at a few people around him, and then said:
"When you were in a hallucination just now, I read the human skin book I found in the attic and found some clues."
The player who had asked Mo Yi for clues raised his eyebrows, and said in a strange way:
"Do you expect us to believe all your words directly? There is no reason not to show it to us?"
Mo Yi faintly took out the leather book from his backpack, and threw it to the player casually:
"It's easy."
The other party hurriedly accepted the book, his brows flashed with restrained joy, but the moment he opened the book, the expression on his face instantly stiffened.
The two people next to him leaned over curiously, and looked at the writing on it with equally bewildered faces.
...Look, can't understand.
Mo Yi glanced at them faintly, instead of pointing it out directly, instead, he turned around and said:
"In the previous six hours, we were passively waiting for nursery rhymes to sound. Now that I have some new ideas, maybe... Then we can take the initiative."
The player See Mo Yi didn't poke his painful foot directly, he couldn't help but coughed in embarrassment, and then handed the paper back to Mo Yi, and said weakly:
"...Then what do you say we are going to do next?"
Mo Yi looked down at the watch in his hand:
This copy has 53 minutes left, but the last nursery rhyme still has no shadow.
He stretched out his hand, took the personal leather book, patted the dust on it, put it back in the backpack, and took a deep look at the other person's subconsciously avoiding gaze.
Mo Yi pursed his lips and turned his gaze, his thoughts gradually took shape, he said:
"Go downstairs first."
Everyone looked at each other. Before the spider came out, they had actually turned over the entire second floor, and it was estimated that there would be nothing new to discover, so they nodded in agreement one after another.
Several people walked to the debris piled in the corridor, and then worked together to clean the broken wooden boards and furniture aside, and together they cleared a road leading downstairs.
Mo Yi held a flashlight in his hand to illuminate the dark front, carefully avoiding the small debris on the ground that had not been cleared, and walked forward cautiously and quickly.
There were still some pale cobwebs at the top of the stairs, hanging in the air like a curtain, with a lot of dust stuck on it, and a strange smell.
Mo Yi pulled away the cobweb hanging in front of him, carefully stepped on the narrow and uneven stairs in the dark, and walked down with everyone.
Under the light of the flashlight, Mo Yi could see the top of Zhou Yunchen's hair and straight shoulders walking in front of him.
Mo Yi hesitated, stretched out his hand and gently brushed his shoulder, a cloud of dust flew up with his movements in an instant, and fell profusely under the light of the flashlight.
Zhou Yunchen turned his head and looked at it, and said indifferently: "Probably it got on you when you moved things just now."
Mo Yi frowned slowly, the dark eyes on his pale face flashed with a pensive look.
While talking, everyone has returned to the lobby on the first floor. Everything in the lobby is as usual. The twisted-shaped door is open, framing a gloomy darkness outside the door. In the darkness, you can see the shining blue. The color numbers are slowly counting down:
00:50:05
In the middle of the hall, there was a large pool of bright red blood, and the long drag trail extended along the floor to outside the open door, swallowed by a thick darkness.
This should be the monster that appeared in the sixth hour.
The blood stains on the floor were slowly seeping under the ground, as if being greedily sucked by a sponge, and a large swath of blood stains quickly disappeared completely.
Even if it wasn't the first time saw this scene, everyone still had scalp tingling.
Mo Yi's eyes were not attracted by the strange disappearing blood like everyone else, but frowned and looked around the whole room, his eyes staying on his sleeve.
The wrinkles of the clothes were covered with a thin layer of dust, including his shoulders, and also covered with a thick layer of dust.
Mo Yi's eyes drenched, and he took a quick step forward, walked to the wall, and wiped it hard with his palm.
A large piece of dust fell on the seemingly normal wall instantly, and the solid and smooth surface instantly dented, as if it had been dug out by someone, and fell to the ground.
Mo Yi was cold all over.
——This house is rapidly deserting.