Chapter 50

It seemed as if something invisible was tightly clamping the heart, and blood surged into the atrium, and the rapid heartbeat hit the eardrums.

Mo Yi bent down slowly, reached out and picked up the charred and twisted photo frame from the dust.

The cold and rough touch touched his fingertips and spread to his heart along the nerve endings, arousing a layer of chill.

The photo frame was covered with corrosive black, and the black powder fell down along Mo Yi's movements, mixing in the dust on the ground, stinging people's eyes in pieces.

He stuck his fingers at the crack at the edge of the frame, brushing away the black powder and dust covered on it, revealing the shallow silver break below it.

The scene when I entered the copy for the first time was vividly revealed in front of me again, and memories came out vividly.

The dark and gloomy stairwell seemed to never end. The blurry and weird photos slowly showed a malicious smile, the twisted and deformed corridor after the harsh ringtone, and the pale hands stretched out from the photos.

And, the thick fog that surged like a nightmare.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, and the heavy feeling of depression that came up in his heart made him almost unable to breathe.

He subconsciously looked at the phone he placed aside.

I saw that the screen of the phone was still lit, and a faint layer of smoke was shrouded around the screen. Looking closely, a familiar interface was displayed on the lit screen.

Playing with snakes.

Mo Yi: "..." The feeling of depression and coldness disappeared in an instant.

He resisted the urge to hold his forehead and turned around and continued to look at the photo frame in his hand. When he stood up, a piece of paper slipped from behind the charred photo frame and slowly fell to the ground.

Mo Yi paused, bent down, and picked up the yellowed note from the ground.

This is the wrinkled piece of paper he found in the copy, with scribbled brushstrokes on it with the pattern of a footless bird and the technique of imprisoning the soul.

The blurred handwriting on it is inexplicably uncomfortable.

When Mo Yi was about to put it down, he felt the feel of the paper in his hand...it seemed to be something wrong.

He subconsciously twisted the wrinkled paper strips in his hand, and the clear sound of friction sounded, and the touch under his fingertips told him - there was a second page.

Mo Yi frowned and his eyebrows were gloomy.

He was sure that there was definitely only one page in the copy.

Turning the page of paper, the second piece of paper was exposed. Although it was still wrinkled, the handwriting on it was much clearer than the previous one. The black ink marks seemed to be light red, which looked particularly eye-catching on the yellowed paper page.

This is an extremely short letter.

The letter was obviously written to the premier, which clearly stated the length, width and texture of the silver frame, even as accurate as millimeters, and later explained the main ritual of the practice.

According to the words in the letter, the main function of this silver photo frame is to ward off evil spirits and plays a protective role for the person in the photo. The photo frame should contain the hair and nails of the protected person. In short, it is a substitute.

On the one hand, the victim's soul was imprisoned in the building, and on the other hand, a substitute protected by evil-proof objects attracted hatred in the building, leaving her no time to take care of the main owner who had already gone far away.

The plan is meticulous and vicious.

Now Mo Yi finally knew why the hands that stretched out from those photos were so scared of this photo frame.

At this moment, a slight sound appeared on the phone placed beside him. Mo Yi looked in the sound and saw that the memo interface reappeared on the screen of the phone. The input method was jumping, and lines of words appeared on the screen.

"After the car accident, the murderer's soul was implicated by resentment and could not leave the world. He was protected by the photo frame, and the resentment could not hurt him."

Mo Yi pursed his lips.

After the last copy ended, some unsolved problems and vulnerabilities were finally completed.

Suddenly, without warning, a familiar electronic female voice rang in Mo Yi's ear:

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to player Mo Yi! You have discovered important props in real life, complete the plot of the dungeon!"

Mo Yi was stunned. This was the first time he heard the prompt sound of the game in real life.

The electronic female voice continued: "Due to your outstanding performance, you are invited to join the Senior Player Club, and you have become a candidate member of the club No. 0589!"

Senior Player Club... Candidates...?

Mo Yi was a little confused.

Before Mo Yi could react, the female voice continued to say without pause: "Will the next copy start the membership test?"

This time, the game seemed to become particularly humanized, and even began to explain the test of joining the club to Mo Yi intimately:

"The difficulty of membership in the dungeon test is increased, and the points will be doubled. Once successfully completed, you will be qualified to join the advanced player club and enjoy the luxurious gaming experience! Win the final prize!

This level can be activated by the player at any time. If you choose to open it immediately, you can get additional points rewards after passing the dungeon!”

Immediately afterwards, as if giving Mo Yi time to think, the female voice paused intimately and continued:

"Will the next copy start the membership test?"

The difficulty has increased significantly...

Is this why those who want to explore the connection between reality and the game die without exception in the next dungeon?

Because I discovered an important prop to complete the plot of the dungeon in reality, I opened the membership test dungeon.

Then be killed by a dungeon with a sudden increase in difficulty?

It doesn't sound like a good deal.

What's more, this level can be activated by the player at any time, so even if the next copy is not enabled, there will be no big loss except that you cannot get additional rewards...

Mo Yi spoke up and was about to refuse.

But the next moment, a broken thought suddenly passed through his mind, making him unable to help but stop.

wrong.

The real Song Qi is also Jiang Yuanrou's friend. It is impossible for him to know the hidden dangers here before he comes - after all, Mo Yi herself learned it from her mouth.

But he was still dead.

You should know that the reward for opening the membership test copy immediately is not as generous as everyone is willing to give it a try. Although you have to be rich and powerful, you must also ensure the safety of your life.

What's more, this coupon test copy can be manually opened at any time, and there is no rush.

Most people's idea is to accumulate enough props before challenging.

Therefore, there will never be a small number of people who refuse to turn on immediately.

However, they were all dead.

Died in the next copy.

Mo Yi couldn't help but feel a chill on his spine, spreading along his spine to his neck, naked. A small layer of goose bumps were also aroused on the exposed skin.

In addition, this game is full of maliciousness and various mechanisms of cheating... There is definitely something wrong with being so considerate at this moment.

The words about to blurt out were swinging around the mouth and finally squeezed out between Mo Yi's lips and teeth:

“Open.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the female voice rang seamlessly: "The membership entrance test is successfully opened and will be started at the beginning of the next copy. I wish you a happy game."

Then, as when he came, the female voice disappeared without warning.

The cold warehouse returned to silence, and only the vague whispers at the door of the warehouse and the noise of students coming through the walls.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and turned his eyes to look at his cell phone on the table.

The phone has black screen.

The smoke that had previously shrouded in front of the mobile phone screen also disappeared.

——Probably, it’s time to hibernate again.

While thinking, Mo Yi reached out and picked up the phone from the desktop, put it back in his pocket, and then raised his foot to walk out.

His purpose of coming today has basically been achieved, and it is time to leave.

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The sun hangs high above my head, hanging in the clear and cloudless sky, which looks particularly dazzling. Although it is still early summer, the sun has already shown its potential power, scorching people's skin with the scorching temperature.

Mo Yi was walking on the way out of the airport.

He had already changed out of the suit that looked good but was actually tied, put on the shirt he usually wore again, rolled up his cuffs habitually, revealing his slender forearms. The frameless glasses on his face had also been taken off, and he looked young like a young college student.

At this moment, his phone rang.

Mo Yi paused, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and pressed the answer button.

"How is it? Is the trip to City A still going smoothly?"

Jiang Yuanrou's words of concern came from the receiver. Mo Yi smiled and was about to say something, but before he opened his mouth, his eyes sank slightly.

He had no way to reveal anything about the senior member club to Jiang Yuanrou.

To be precise, the game does not allow it.

Mo Yi paused, changed his tone and replied in a vague manner:

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Jiang Yuanrou was originally a smart person, but when she heard him say this, she stopped pursuing it. She just smiled and replied, "That's good."
To be continued...