The dead air is like stagnant fluid, silently blocking every gap, as if a grip can squeeze out the viscous liquid of life into fear, and the dead air is pressed on the heart of people.

Mo Yi held his breath quietly, his eyelids trembled slightly in the darkness. Everything in front of him was blocked by the silent darkness, making his eyes unable to catch a trace of light, and almost had the illusion of drowning.

Behind her back was the uneven twisted wall, the cold touch came along her shirt that was soaked by sweat, and climbed all the way along her spine to the top of her head, sobering like ice water.

There was still no movement outside the door.

The heavy knock stopped in their ears, and the vague nursery rhymes floated in the air. In the vast darkness, it almost made people think it was their own auditory hallucination.

Yu Ran's slender and scorching hands tightly held Mo Yi's arm, and a hint of dull pain and burning temperature rose. Mo Yi could almost feel her tension and panic through the strength under her palm.

In my ears are my deliberate breathing sound and my rapid heartbeat. When mixed with Yu Ran's breathing sound, it is almost difficult to tell who it belongs to.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, his lips tightly pursed, and his fingers holding the flashlight were tight and loose, loose and tight.

After a while, he seemed to have made up some decision.

Mo Yi raised his hand and threw out the flashlight in his hand with lightning speed!

And press the switch on the flashlight one second before letting go.

There was only a "clang" sound of metal hitting, suddenly breaking the almost stagnant silence in the air, and then rolling towards the distance of the corridor with a gurgling sound.

The light illuminated the corridor.

Mo Yi turned his head slightly and saw an open flashlight rolling along the edge of the wall.

The heavy knock sounded again. Before Mo Yi could retract his gaze, he saw a huge black figure chasing the bright light source and moving quickly.

With the light white light of the flashlight, Mo Yi glanced at the terrifying figure.

His breathing was accidentally disturbed for a moment, and he subconsciously tightened his fingers to prevent himself from exclaiming accidentally.

Under the light of the flashlight, Mo Yi saw the whole picture of its figure. It was a huge ugly spider, with a disgusting and terrifying black and brown figure. The six long steps were covered with hair, and the heavy thud sound was knocked on the floor due to its excessive size.

But on its narrow head, which is inconsistent with its huge body, there is a little girl's face.

The pale and stiff face had no expression, and it looked unusually strange. The lips on the face were not bloody at all. Even when the spider quickly chased the light source, it still opened and closed mechanically.

——The nursery rhyme seems to be sung from here.

And the moment Mo Yi saw the monster's figure clearly, every syllable of the nursery rhyme seemed to be no longer blurry and irrecognizable, but was transmitted into his ear drums very clearly:

“littlemissmuffet

Satonatuffet

Eating Hercurdsandwhey

therecameabigspider

Whosatdownbesideher

andfrightenedmissmuffetaway”

[Miss Marfit sat on the mound, eating milk curd and whey, and a big spider came to sit next to her, scaring Miss Marfit away]

Before Mo Yi could think about the meaning of the lyrics in the nursery rhyme, he heard a deliberate voice coming from outside the door, and asked with a trembling trembling:

“…Is anyone there?”

Mo Yi's eyebrows were condensed, and half of his body leaned out of the door. Using the light at the end of the corridor, he saw a figure that seemed to be in the darkness in a room opposite.

The opposite side seemed to see him, stunned for a second, then seemed to have made up some decision and ran towards them quickly.

Mo Yi was shocked and quickly reached out to support him and rushed over to his body that was a little unstoppable.

The other party's extremely unstable and rapid breathing sounded in his ears, and the palms holding his arms tightly trembled slightly, indicating what kind of psychological torment the owner of these hands was experiencing.

Mo Yi recognized him as one of the senior players. He still remembered that this person introduced himself at the beginning of the dungeon, named Zhou Yunchen.

Zhou Yunchen leaned against the wall and then leaned out his head and observed it quickly for a few seconds. After confirming that the huge spider had not come back, he relaxed slightly, then turned his head and said to Mo Yi:

"Others... others were captured by spiders. It appeared too secretly. Everyone else was hit without any precautions. Only when I was far away from where it appeared, I had the chance to hide."

He trembled and let out a breath, his fingers holding Mo Yi's arm tightened a little bit. After he slowed down, he continued to speak very quickly:

“Didn’t you say before that you found a place to hide when you were upstairs? Where?

There are more than two hours left, as long as we pass, we will succeed. I don’t expect this hidden task anymore. I will be satisfied if I can survive."

Mo Yi was silent for a few seconds and cruelly broke his fantasy:

"There are only three rooms on the second floor. Since the room we are now and the room you ran out just now are safe, it means that the other room is the spider's nest."

Zhou Yunchen was stunned, as if he realized something.

Mo Yi continued: "The place I hid is in that room."

Zhou Yunchen's palms holding Mo Yi were stiff.

Mo Yi was a little reluctant, but continued to add ruthlessly: "And... we have already started the hidden mission. The current situation is that if anyone among the remaining players dies, there will be bosses coming to the door and the others will not be able to survive."

Zhou Yunchen was in place and could hardly believe his ears. He turned his head in a daze and looked at Mo Yi's blurry face in the dark. His brain seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't turn around for a long time.

Yu Ran reached out his hand with some sympathy, groping in the darkness and patting his shoulder as comfort.

Her attention returned to Mo Yi, then lowered her voice and asked, "What do we do next?"

Mo Yi pondered for a while, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Yunchen and asked:

"Is there any silk spitting out of spiders in the corridor?"

Zhou Yunchen was stunned for a few seconds, finally came to his senses, and said with a little dullness:

"No...it's only that room is full of spider silk, not in the corridor, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go through the corridor and come to find you just now."

Mo Yi nodded thoughtfully.

He turned his head and listened to the movements in the corridor for a while.

The thud sound of the spider's black-haired foot knocking on the decaying wooden ground seemed to have gone away. Even the low and vague humming seemed quite far away in the darkness, and only some vague and broken tunes floating in.

It seemed to go downstairs, probably to find other fish that missed the net.

Mo Yi held his breath, listened carefully for a while, and after confirming that it would not come back for the time being, he turned around and said to the other two people:

"I have a plan, but I need to go to that room before I know if it's feasible."

Yu Ran nodded, and then realized that the other party could not see his movements in the darkness, so he quickly said "um".

Zhou Yunchen, who was standing by, seemed to finally restart his brain successfully, and expressed his contemptuous agreement.

Mo Yi took out the spare flashlight from his backpack, then turned on the lowest light, and walked out of the door with a light step.

The air in the narrow corridor was turbid and terrible, and the familiar smell of rotten wood and dust mixed with unknown strange smells, forming an indescribable smell that was almost disgusting.

The dirty carpet under her feet absorbed most of their steps, but the fragile wooden floor still made a slight crunch.

Mo Yi shook the flashlight toward the wall. The faint light reflected a faint halo on the wall. The hard and twisted wall was covered with a layer of light white mucus. When I looked closer, I saw that it turned out to be a web made of thin spider silk.

He raised the flashlight and the dim aperture swung across the ceiling.

The other two people couldn't help but breathe a little - they saw layers of spider silk hanging above the ceiling, which looked like a white curtain, covering the entire ceiling.

Mo Yi squinted his eyes quietly and continued to walk forward.

When he walked to the door of the room, Mo Yi stopped and the halo of the flashlight shone into the house from the door, illuminating the entire house in a blur.

The whole room seemed to have become a spider's nest, filled with spider silk covered with mucus, wrapping everything in the room stacked up, pale like a shroud, so depressing that it was breathless.

On the edge of the window were three tight human figures wrapped in spider silk hanging upside down, hanging motionless among the spider webs, looking like they were dead.

In the middle of the room, the attic was still open like Mo Yi left, and the stairs fell down the open secret door, and there were also spider webs wrapped around it.

The indescribable smell became more and more intense, mixed with the wet and cold breath on the second floor, which was almost unpleasant to breathe.

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at Yu Ran who was standing behind him, and asked:

"Is your kitchen knife still easy?"

Yu Ran nodded and raised his palm. The heavy blade flashed with a shallow metal halo under the faint light of the flashlight. The slender fingers held the wooden handle, which looked quite handy.

Mo Yi smiled, and the dark pupils flashed with a glimmer of light reflected by the flashlight. His low voice was filled with a shallow sound:

"That's great, you'll be able to use it next."

Yu Ran understood: "You mean..."

Mo Yi had a light curve at the corner of his lips: "Yes."
Chapter completed!