Chapter 79

Mo Yi stood up, his palm still pressed against the door panel, and through the gap between the twisted door panel and the door frame, he narrowed his eyes and looked inward.

There was a slight light in the crack of the door, and it looked like people were coming, as if walking around the room. A shadow came closer and a gentle knock came from the door panel.

Yu Ran's voice was half hesitant and half cautious, and he seemed a little dull through the door panel:

“…Mo Yi?”

Mo Yi pressed the tip of his tongue against the upper palate, feeling the familiar stinging pain spread with his movements, and a faint smell of blood spread out from his mouth again, and his heart relaxed a little.

After his eyes were blinded once, even though time had passed, he was still much more cautious.

Mo Yi responded softly, then let go of his hands pressed against the door.

The wooden door panel slowly opened with his movements, revealing Yu Ran and the other two players standing behind the door. They stood inside the door in a tangled and confused expression.

Yu Ran held the door frame with one hand and pressed his forehead with the other, staring at Mo Yi in a daze.

She blinked, organized the language a little, and then spoke in dismay:

“…What happened just now?”

The other two players behind him also looked a little at a loss, and one of them spoke:

"I remember... I was still in the attic just now. After you jumped down the period... I seemed to hear some familiar voice, and then I was unaware of it."

Yu Ran looked at another player, then nodded hesitantly:

"Yes, I remember that's the same."

Mo Yi raised his wrist and pointed his finger at the dial. The neatly trimmed nails made a slight crisp sound on the dial:

"You guys look at the time."

The three of them looked at their watches at the same time, and then they couldn't help but be surprised and gasped loudly:

“——Only one hour left?!”

Mo Yi nodded and then briefly concluded:

"The monsters in that hour just passed can seduce people to see fantasies, but there should be movement restrictions, so they can only let the players walk over by themselves. You were all confused just now. I locked you in this room for an hour until the singing stopped, and its control over you disappeared."

One of the players frowned and looked at Mo Yi with some doubts:

"Then why aren't you confused?"

Mo Yi's expression remained unchanged and replied:

"Probably because I am determined."

The man choked by him and frowned in anger. He was about to say something else, but Yu Ran suddenly jumped up and asked in panic:

"Wait! The three of us were locked here by you and left without following the sound! What about Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu!"

Yu Ran's face was a little pale, and a helpless look flashed on his face. You should know that in this copy, all their lives are related. Once someone dies, it is very likely to bring irreparable consequences.

Mo Yi took a step back, gave up the space, and then pointed to the depths of the corridor on one side.

Yu Ran took a step forward and looked in the direction of Mo Yi's finger. He saw that in the shadows of debris piled up at one end of the corridor, two figures were lying in the darkness, with a larger blurred outline covered with it, and it was almost difficult to recognize without looking carefully.

Yu Ran breathed a long sigh, then quickly stepped forward, the flashlight in her hand swayed with her pace, and the pale aperture quickly illuminated the two people lying on the ground.

Mo Yi and the other two players also followed her and said as he walked:

"Now there is less than an hour left before the end of this dungeon, and it will only be more dangerous next time. Be careful."

Yu Ran squatted down, put the flashlight in his hand on the ground, and then gently patted Zhou Yunchen who was unconscious: "Hey, wake up."

Zhou Yunchen still closed his eyes tightly, and his pale face showed no sign of waking up.

He and Wang Zhu were covered in dust and looked extremely embarrassed.

The player who asked just now frowned. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the following words were stuck in his throat, with only a few vague monosyllables flowing out.

Yu Ran pulled up Zhou Yunchen's collar, then swung his arms round, slapped him several times. The crisp sound almost echoed in the corridor, and her voice was still gentle:

"Hey, wake up."

The two players stared at her rude and violent behavior while subconsciously touching the back of their necks.

——I don’t know why, but I always feel my neck hurt a little.

Zhou Yunchen opened his eyes in confusion, as if he was about to say something, but he pulled the wound of being beaten on his face, and sucked it "hiss", and the expression in his eyes finally woke up.

He stood up on the floor beside him, looked around blankly, and finally his eyes remained on Yu Ran, who was closest to him:

"...Why are you hitting me?"

Yu Ran rolled his eyes greatly, did not answer positively, but stepped over his body and walked towards Wang Zhu, who was unconscious on the side. Then, he did the same thing and slapped him several times, awakening him.

Seeing that both of them returned to their awake state, Yu Ran stood up and patted the dust accumulated on her body, simply repeated Mo Yi's explanation just now, and finally concluded:

"There is less than an hour left now, and it is likely to be even more dangerous in the future. I suggest you two get up quickly and don't waste time."

Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu covered their faintly ached cheeks, as if they were still not recovering. The hard brain restarted while digesting the many messages that Yu Ran had just given them, looking a little stupid.

Mo Yi stood aside, lowered his eyes and looked at the two of them, and said lightly:

"The last nursery rhyme will come at any time, don't stand there."

His voice had no emotional ups and downs, his voice was cold, and it seemed to have no deterrent effect.

But it is intuitively frightening, almost trying to obey subconsciously.

Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu instantly felt a stern heart and quickly got up from the ground. Regardless of the dust on their bodies, they staggered twice before straightening up again.

Mo Yi pursed his lips slightly, slowly looked around the people around him, and then spoke:

"When you were just illusioned, I read the book of the people I found in the attic and found some clues."

The player who asked Mo Yi for clues at the beginning raised his eyebrows high and said sarcastically:

"Are you just expecting us to believe everything you say directly? There is no reason not to show it to us, right?"

Mo Yi took out the book from his backpack with a faint expression and threw it to the player casually:

"Self-consuming."

The other party rushed to take the book, and a restrained joy flashed across his eyebrows, but the moment he opened the book, the expression on his face instantly stiffened.

The two people next to them came over curiously, looking at the handwriting on it, and looked confused.

...Look, I can't understand.

Mo Yi glanced at them lightly, and did not point it out directly, but changed the subject and said:

"For the past six hours, we were passively waiting for the nursery rhymes to ring. Now I have some new ideas, maybe... we can take the initiative next."

Seeing that Mo Yi did not poke his painful foot directly, the player couldn't help but cough twice in embarrassment, and then handed back the book to Mo Yi, while saying weakly:

"…Then what do you think we are going to do next?"

Mo Yi looked down at the watch in his hand:

There are 53 minutes left in this copy, but the last nursery rhyme is still missing.

He reached out his hand, took the book, patted the dust on it, put it back into his backpack, and took a deep look at the other party's subconscious dodging gaze.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and turned his gaze. His thoughts gradually took shape. He spoke:

"Let's go downstairs first."

Everyone looked at each other. Before the spider came out, they had already searched the entire second floor almost. If they stayed there, they probably wouldn't find any new discoveries. So they nodded one after another.

Several people walked towards the debris piled up in the corridor, then worked together to clean up the broken wooden boards and furniture on it, and worked together to clear a road leading downstairs.

Mo Yi held the flashlight in his hand and shone it on the dark road. He carefully avoided the small debris on the ground that had not been cleaned up, and walked forward cautiously and quickly.

There were still some pale spider webs at the entrance of the stairs, hanging in the air like a curtain, with a lot of dust sticking to it, and a strange smell.

Mo Yi pushed away the spider web hanging in front of him, carefully stepped on the narrow and uneven stairs in the darkness, and walked down with everyone.

Under the flashlight, Mo Yi could see Zhou Yunchen's hairpin and straight shoulders walking in front of him.

Mo Yi hesitated for a moment, reached out and gently brushed his shoulders. A burst of dust flew up with his movements and fell down under the light of the flashlight.

Zhou Yunchen turned his head and looked at it, and said indifferently: "It was probably what I got when I moved things just now."

Mo Yi frowned slowly, and his dark eyes flashed with a thoughtful look on his pale face.

While speaking, everyone had returned to the hall on the first floor. Everything in the hall was as usual. The distorted door was open, framed the darkness outside the door. In the darkness, you could see the fluorescent blue numbers flashing slowly counting down:

00:50:05

In the center of the hall, there was a large pool of bright red blood. The long drag marks extended along the floor to the open door, swallowed by a thick piece of darkness.

This should be the monster that appeared in the sixth hour.

Blood stains on the floor were slowly seeping down to the ground, as if they were greedily sucked by a sponge. A large piece of dazzling blood stains soon disappeared completely.

Even if it was not the first time I saw this scene, everyone still had numb scalp.

Mo Yi's gaze was not attracted by the strangely disappeared blood like everyone else, but looked around the room with a frown, his eyes staying on his sleeve.

The wrinkles of the clothing were covered with thin dust, including his shoulders, and a thick layer of dust was also covered with.

Mo Yi's eyes sterned, he quickly took a step forward, walked to the wall, and then wiped it hard with his palm.

A large piece of dust fell from the wall that looked very normal, and the solid and smooth surface instantly became a concave, as if it had been dug up by someone, and fell to the ground slowly.

Mo Yi was cold all over.
Chapter completed!