Chapter 66

The lid of the box bounced up with the slight sound, and a thin gap was opened. A faint and dim light flowed on the pure black surface of the box, placing a layer of strange light on the simple lines carved on it.

Mo Yi unconsciously held his breath, stretched out his fingers, slowly clamped the edge of the lid, and then exerted a little force.

With a dry "squeak", the box slowly opened.

The inside of the box is also completely covered with black paint, which is evenly deep. After a century of time, there is no trace of fading. Some messy small objects are piled up at the bottom of the box.

The top of the page were a few familiar letter papers, which attracted Mo Yi's attention.

The yellowed paper is folded into several stacks and is casually covered by the debris in the box, and light dust covers it, covering the paper like a shadow.

Mo Yi picked up the pieces of letter paper from the box, and carefully and gently opened the folded letter paper with slender fingertips.

Yu Ranji, who was standing aside, turned on the flashlight with a wink and helped Mo Yi illuminate the paper.

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at her in a hurry, showed a faint smile at her, then continued to lower his head and carefully observed the paper in his hand.

The first letter paper is familiar handwriting, which looks rational and plain, and every character is written authentically and neatly. It is almost impossible to tell that it is like a person who has experienced the pain of grief, but it always looks inexplicably shocked.

Mo Yi lowered his eyelids and read the above content carefully.

“Dear Este:

You know, my grandmother and I have never been very close. When she was alive, I felt an inexplicable sense of fear of her. Perhaps it was because I was too young, and at that time I always felt a strange feeling in her.

Her whole body's breath was like a tidal tide that had not been dried for three months. Her eyes always made me feel cautious, and it was as dark as two bottomless pits. I was always afraid of her. Whether it was her breathing with a rotten smell or her thin, pale and cold fingers like a dead person, I subconsciously did not dare to get close.

I have never told you that in the year she passed away, I left me a black box with many strange patterns as a relic.

Although I don’t want to admit it, this may be the only hope to save our children.”

The letter ends here.

Mo Yi opened the next one. The handwriting on it looked a little messy, with a few lines of messy and unlogical words on it. It even looked a little inconsistent with the preface:

“Dear Este:

I started sleepwalking and auditory hallucination again. I always heard people talking in my ears, their voices were hoarse and terrifying. I seemed to want me to do something. I couldn't hear clearly and could not remember what he said. I just felt like I was standing on a cliff, whether it was advancing or retreating, it was an abyss.

I miss you so much, it would be great if you were there. (This line was crossed out)

When I woke up last night, I found myself standing beside the small bed of Erica and John, holding their cold little clothes in my hands, full of my tears.

By the way, my grandmother’s grandmother was burned to death, do you know?”

Mo Yi slowly narrowed his eyes, and the deep black eyes flashed with thoughtful light under his long eyelashes.

You know, in that era, witches were found to be stolen by religious courts.

In this way, the family of the protagonist who wrote this letter has a deep connection with demonic science, which also indirectly confirms the origin and authenticity of the special "The Key of Solomon".

He subconsciously stroked the rough edge of the letter paper with his fingertips twice, then lifted it open, revealing the third page.

This time the words were still very short, but the handwriting on it seemed trembling and helpless. Several simple words were written incorrectly and they were randomly smeared and rewritten several times:

"God, God, God, God!!! I can't do this I can't do this!"

The three "Gods" were crossed out fiercely, and they were too hard to make the letter paper cut into rough cracks.

Words written in lighter colors appear under crossover words:

"False God".

It is as cold as iron and stone.

There are some dot-shaped dark brown marks at the end of the page, which seem to be dry blood.

Mo Yi pursed his lips, his expression a little heavy for a moment - the organs that need to be sacrificed must come from living people, and according to the known parts, it is impossible for a victim to satisfy merely one victim.

The fingers stroked the word "pseudo-god", and the paper surface under the fingertips was rough and cold, and the shallow marks of the characters were sunken, making people feel trembling inexplicably.

——It seems... she did that in the end.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and tried to eliminate the emotions that were lingering in his heart. Then he reached out and turned on the next page. There was only one sentence on it, trembling and incredible handwriting was written on the paper in a crooked manner:

“itworks.”

【Successful.】

Yu Ran frowned in confusion, and she raised her eyes and opened her mouth as if she wanted to ask something, but the next second she saw Mo Yi's increasingly gloomy face and couldn't help swallowing the words she hadn't blurted out.

After coming back to his senses, Mo Yi had already turned to the next one. Yu Ran calmed down and looked at the paper in his hand:

“Dear Este:

I simply didn't know how to express my ecstasy. I really succeeded. I pulled my child back to the world. Now, even if I let me die, there is no regret.

But their condition is a bit strange, and it seems very silent. I don’t know how to make them happy..."

Yu Ran had an unknown premonition, as if she was placed in front of the abyss with her eyes blindfolded. The next step was to fall terrifyingly. She took a deep breath and continued to watch.

The letter paper had turned to the next page. Yu Ran looked carefully, but he couldn't help but be startled by the things on it.

I saw that the rough and yellowed letter paper was filled with crazy words, and the excessive force almost wiped the paper through. The despair and madness that penetrated the lines almost penetrated the paper and pierced directly into people's eyes:

“nonononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononon”

The entire page is full of huge "no".

If you look closely, you can see another different, calm handwriting under the cover of crazy handwriting. It seems that after writing the following text, your reason is eroded by despair. Under an irresistible crazy impulse, the entire paper is occupied with the word "no" and painted off the previous handwriting.

Mo Yi leaned closer and carefully identified the lines of words printed on the scratched paper:

"They started to have rashes on their bodies, and they had a low fever all night. I dare not ask a doctor. They already knew that my child had passed away. Is this God's punishment for me? I can't accept it, I can't believe--"

The handwriting behind was suddenly paused, and the last stroke was cut long and broken on the edge of the entire piece of paper.

Mo Yi pursed his lips, and his face looked a little pale under the flashlight.

He reached out and flipped the next page.

"There are demons living in my child's body."

After drawing with nerves, I continued to write in clear handwriting:

“It wants to go out.”

Then there were large pieces of blank space.

Mo Yi's fingers steadily opened the next page. The handwriting on the next page became more and more sloppy and panicked, and there were more traces of alteration:

"Now, I know what it is, it has been away for more than two hundred years...how could it be...it has become more terrible and deadly

I can't imagine if...

Oh God, what did I do? What mistake did I make?"

Extreme pain came out from the lines, and was scratched like a sharp knife, as if blood was flowing continuously from the rotten wound.

Below is a line of extremely familiar text:

“itcanneverwappen,iwon\'tallowit.”

There was a sentence at the bottom of the paper that was stained, but Mo Yi slowly murmured in his heart that the sentence it should have written:

"godpleasehelpme".

This stack of letter paper ends here.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and put down the extremely thin and extremely heavy paper.

Now, the context of the incident has become clear, the last piece of the puzzle of the entire incident has been completed, and the complete truth has finally been revealed.

Yu Ran, who was beside him, saw him put down his hand and pressed the crease on it again, then he lowered his hand holding the flashlight.

She stared at Mo Yi, his face looked a little blurred in the dim light that instantly became dark, and the lines on his side were shrouded in hazy and dim light, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Yu Ran felt a little worried for a moment.

She organized the language in her mind, and then asked carefully: "...how is it?"

The remaining half of the words are hidden in the unfinished lingering sound - is this clue worth it?

Mo Yi seemed to be awakened from her contemplation this time by her voice. Her extremely dark eyes were raised for a moment, and her eyes instantly penetrated the hazy light, as bright and eye-catching as a blade.

The next second, he lowered his eyes again, and his long eyelashes covered the light inside his eyes.

He smiled and said, "Thank you."

After saying that, Mo Yi handed the thin sheets of paper between his slender fingers and handed them to Yu Ran.

Yu Ran subconsciously took it over, then opened it and looked at it. Just as she lowered her head, Mo Yi's voice sounded: "Is it OK to spend the expense line now?"

Her eyes narrowed, she thought carefully, and then nodded slightly.

Seeing that she was ready, Mo Yi summarized the clues he collected in his heart, and then said them concisely.

As he finished speaking, the familiar mechanical female voice appeared again:

"Dangdang Dangdang! Congratulations to player No. 05 Mo Yi, player No. 09 Yu Ran, on unlocking the hidden plot of this escape game!

The side mission is opened, and completing the side mission will reward you with generous points. Please continue to work hard!"

Just as the words were finished, Mo Yi felt that his left hand was being held heavily.

--fog?

A familiar cold touch came from my hands, and a slight pain pierced into my heart. A sharp alarm sounded in my mind, and an unknown premonition was deeply embedded in my mind like a hard wooden wedge.

A strong sense of danger came in an instant, climbing up along his spine coldly and stickyly, almost making his hair stand on.

Mo Yi suddenly raised his eyes.

The blood in his body suddenly became cold.

Yu Ran looked at him ignorantly, with a little doubt in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why Mo Yi's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and he was staring straight behind her.

I saw a familiar shadow standing in the darkness behind her.
Chapter completed!