Chapter 194

The remaining pigments on the ground quickly solidified, hard and coldly condensed among the soft fluff on the carpet, bulging like brightly colored ugly scars.

Mo Yi gasped, and his cold palms supported the wall beside him, slowly getting up from the ground.

The paint covering him was completely dried up at this moment, and as he moved, it cracked into hard pieces and fell from his body to the carpet.

Mo Yi bent down and patted the pigment fragments on his body, shook the colorful debris from his clothes to the ground, and then walked towards the door at the end of the corridor. The door was completely covered with solidified pigment, which was almost difficult to identify now. The completely dried pigment squeezed out from the underside of the door and the cracks of the door in the side hall like a bloated sarcoma, filling the end of the corridor with all the ends, accompanied by deep shadows.

He reached out his hand and pushed hard.

But the door in front of me seemed to be poured with copper and iron, with no sign of moving at all.

Wen Chen's familiar voice sounded behind him: "It's no longer possible."

Mo Yi turned his head and looked behind him. Wen Chen walked slowly from not far away and finally stood beside him. He raised his head slightly and stared straight at the door covered with paint in front of him, as if he could penetrate the door panel and see the room:

"The side room has been filled with pigment."

Mo Yi took a few steps back, slightly lowered his dark eyes, and unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips - he had not searched too many places in the side hall, especially those newly discovered coffins, but now he completely lost the opportunity, which made Mo Yi feel a little frustrated.

He lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist:

It was getting late, and it was time to go back to his room and wait for the servants to take the players to the afternoon tea.

Mo Yi and Wen Chen walked out of the corridor together. The two walked back to their room through the empty hall and stairs, waiting for the maid to arrive.

However, when the pointer pointed to two forty, the door of the room was not knocked.

Mo Yi frowned and watched the second hand on the dial slowly and uniformly slide across the circle. Just as he was bypassing the top twelve, the minute hand slowly moved one square, just staggering the complete dial line on the dial - now it is two forty-one.

However, there was no knocking or footsteps outside the thin door panel, and it was still quiet.

Mo Yi stood up from the bed and paced slowly in the room, frowned, as if thinking about something.

According to the rules in the dungeon he found before, the reincarnation of this dungeon should be divided into two categories, one of which is fixed and no one can change, such as the timeline for up to three days before the wedding and the day of the wedding, while the other is that the person hiding behind the scenes can be controlled by the person hiding behind the scenes at other times. He can manipulate all the servants in the house and even choose the strategy of hunting players. If according to this logic, participating in afternoon tea should be the second type.

But... why did it suddenly change?

Mo Yi lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist for the third time. The pointer on it had already pointed at two forty-three.

It has been three minutes since the maid should have arrived.

Mo Yi felt that he could not wait any longer. He quickly stepped forward and opened the door, poked his head out and observed carefully - he saw that there was indeed no one in the corridor, and it seemed as if he could hear the sound of the needle tip falling to the ground. He paused slightly, and after thinking carefully for a few seconds, he walked towards the hall.

Shortly after he arrived at the hall, some players who found something was wrong also ran out of their room one after another and began to whisper in confusion. Everyone seemed a little uneasy. Mo Yi slowly looked around all the players present, but found that Li Wang and ** were not among them, and he was stunned.

Where would they go in such a situation?

Some players in the crowd suggested going to the room where afternoon tea was held together, so they led them to the familiar light green room, the room was empty, and the silence seemed to dye the warm green wallpaper a light gray. All the furniture was dead in their original location. The room without the aroma of tea and snacks seemed particularly quiet.

There was no one in the room.

The uneasy atmosphere began to expand into ripples that disperse, as if heavy water was pressing into the air. No one knew why the rules in the dungeon suddenly changed, where all the servants in the house went, and they didn't know what impact such a change would have on them. The only thing they could be sure of was that the variables that appeared in this last cycle would definitely not be a good thing for them.

The panicked players decided to find the silenceless servants in the house that somehow disappeared. Everyone began to scatter and search aimlessly in the huge and complex house. After more than an hour, the players gathered one after another, and everyone returned without success and found nothing.

The whole house seemed to be empty, without any figure.

Those servants and housekeepers who had existed seemed to be phantoms and disappeared without a trace between the luxurious Baroque house structures, and even no trace of their existence was found.

Although all the players agreed that all the servants in this dungeon looked quite terrifying, when they could not find them, everyone was in a panic that became even worse.

The players of the Six Gods looked at Mo Yi, who had been standing silently at the end of the team since the beginning, and all of them looked at him for help.

After the dance last week, Mo Yi was basically cleared of the suspicion of being an undercover agent. After all, those marble statues that were really mixed into the players revealed their true faces when dancing. However, because everyone was swept by the trend of accusing and suspicion of Mo Yi at that time, and revealed their most vicious faces under the catalysis of the dangerous environment of the dungeon, they were really furious with Mo Yi, and no one could have the courage to apologize to him.

Now after such a long time in the dungeon, even players who have no eye skills have almost vaguely sensed it. Mo Yi is probably the most experienced and powerful among the players in the dungeon, and the most difficult to figure it out. In addition, the boyfriend who has always been inseparable from his side and has a terrible and unfathomable aura. If the atmosphere was not really stirred up last time, no player would have the courage to touch their bad intentions.

No one knows how well Mo Yi has mastered this dungeon now, but judging from his almost nod to the end of the dragon before, he probably has more clues than other players in the entire dungeon.

So in the current confusion, all players hope that Mo Yi, who seems to have the most information, is the one who seems to have the most information.

Mo Yi seemed to feel the real vision of everyone. He slowly raised his head in a daze, but was startled by the earnest eyes that came from countless pairs of eyes, and he couldn't help but move back one step back-

What happened?

Is he going to take the blame again?

Players look at me and I look at you. After a long silence, someone finally plucked up the courage to speak: "That... Mo, Mo Yi, we are wrong about the previous things, we misunderstood you. I hope you don't take it to heart. We are really overwhelmed. We are really embarrassed..."

Seeing that someone finally apologized, other players seemed to be able to let go, and they all met:

"Yes, yes, I'm really sorry." "It's because we can't misunderstand you."

Mo Yi looked at the other players' attitudes more eagerly than the other, frowned slightly in some discomfort. He spoke. Although the voice was not loud, he inexplicably suppressed everyone's voice:

"So, what do you want to do?"

The noisy voices of the crowd were quiet for a while. One of the players broke the calm in the room and said with some exhaustion: "Hey...mainly, the situation is too complicated now. What should we do now?"

Under Mo Yi's quiet gaze, the player opened his eyes a little uncomfortable, looking at him, and looked like he didn't dare to look at him. Mo Yi sneered gently in his heart, withdrew his gaze, and basically understood the current situation almost - they were desperate. He said lightly:

"Now no one can expect the change of the rules of the copy, and I don't have any good suggestions."

"I can only say..." Mo Yi looked around the players with different faces, and said in a gentle and plain voice: "Don't act rashly, act according to the opportunity."

Although he was not ready to share the clues he had found, his suggestions were also sincere. Now the situation in the entire copy has begun to change in a complex direction. The best way now is to calm down and observe carefully. Static and braking is the best choice.

Mo Yi seemed to remember something and suddenly spoke, "By the way, if you really want to listen to my advice, then don't eat the food provided in this copy."

After saying that, he did not see everyone's faces with different expressions after listening to his words, but turned around and walked out of the room with Wen Chen. The other players were silent. No one dared to go forward to stop them. He could only watch the two left the room, and the two thin and tall figures were slowly swallowed by the darkness in the corridor.

There was dead silence in my ears.

Mo Yi walked slowly along the corridor, staring at a point in the void, as if he was thinking about something.

No matter how the entire copy changes, it is to kill the player and draw the paint. In fact, he just made a temporary idea and came up with a method that the sword took a wrong approach: since he gave up on his own as his target last time because he had not consumed red pigments, then if the players are not eating now... the most important link is missing in the closed loop of killing the player to get the paint.

Without pigments means that you cannot paint. So can this cycle of reincarnation be completed?

Mo Yi couldn't help but be a little curious.

Just as he walked to the intersection of the two corridors, a shadow suddenly approached in front of him, which made Mo Yi raise his head alertly. To his surprise, what he saw was the butler they had been looking for for an afternoon. More footsteps sounded around him. Mo Yi's body was tightened secretly and he looked at him with no trace. He saw those pale and stiff servants surrounded the narrow corridor heavily, blocking it.

It seemed as if all the servants in the house had gathered here.

The housekeeper looked at Mo Yi with his dark and empty eyes and said slowly:
Chapter completed!