Mo Yi's voice was very soft, as if the wind passed by his ears, it disappeared without a trace in the next second, without a trace.
But the content of his words made Jiang Yuanbai stand still on the spot as if struck by lightning, a sudden chill made his whole body icy, and his hair stood on end.
He turned his head uncontrollably one by one, as if he could hear the blunt rusty gurgling of his neck bones, his ears seemed to be filled with buzzing white noise, Jiang Yuanbai seemed to be haunted, unable to restrain it Confidently cast his gaze on Shen Lei behind him...
A hand suddenly touched his shoulder.
His strong fingers held his shoulder blades, and the cold palm had no warmth, and through the thin shirt, it was like ice.
Jiang Yuanbai trembled, looked over subconsciously, and then bumped into Mo Yi's eyes.
Calm down, Shen Hei.
He only heard him say in a steady voice: "Thank you."
The tone was sincere and calm, as if he was really just thanking Jiang Yuan Bai for pulling him.
However, from an angle that the people behind him couldn't see, Mo Yi shook his head indistinctly, as if reminding Jiang Yuanbai not to act rashly, and then naturally withdrew his palm.
Jiang Yuanbai also came to his senses at this moment, so he hastily made amends. He adjusted his stiff facial nerves, forced the corners of his mouth to open, and showed a distorted expression that was about to smile: "...Small."
Mo Yi: "..."
— It's better not to remind this guy.
His face was still expressionless, and he seemed to glance back unintentionally.
I saw that the thing that looked like Shen Lei happened to have his back facing them, and he didn't seem to pay attention here.
Only then did Mo Yi relax his heartstrings a little.
Although Jiang Yuanbai has calmed down a lot, he still hasn't recovered from the explosive news that "Shen Lei is fake".
He took a deep breath, and then peeked at Shen Lei, only to see that his back was still facing him, and he had no intention of changing his posture for the time being, so he turned sideways and smirked at Mo Yi: "How is it possible! You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"Shen Lei is left-handed."
Mo Yi scanned the surroundings from the corner of his eye, and replied with the shape of his mouth: "But the trace of its smoke is on the right hand."
— The image in the photo is reversed.
The meaning is self-evident.
Jiang Yuanbai only felt a layer of white sweat on his back in an instant—although he had expected it in his heart before, but now he really found that the person in the photo was by his side, no matter how he thought about it, it was still chilling .
In fact, there was actually another reason that made him suspicious, but Mo Yi didn't say it:
Just now, "Shen Lei" said that the reason for the formation of this blind spot is that "they have the most deaths here", so the question arises, what is there that will cause the team to almost completely disappear
Even a veteran like Shen Lei has been recruited
At this moment, Mo Yi's heart was extremely heavy, and the unknown and fear were pressing heavily on his heart like a huge piece of lead, making it almost difficult to breathe.
But now is not the time to panic.
He closed his eyes forcefully, let out a deep breath, and expelled the deep negative emotions from his mind, then raised his eyes and observed the so-called "safe zone" he was in without any trace.
They were at the corner of the edge of the stairs, which seemed to be a buffer zone in the winding stairs, floating in mid-air like a platform—very similar to the place he was in when he came in.
Mo Yi pondered for a few seconds, then slowly took a few steps forward.
He was careful not to expose his figure from the platform, and then turned his head to look at the place before he ran over:
The long staircase extends down into the vast expanse of whiteness, as if there is no end in sight, densely packed, large or small photo frames are quietly suspended in the void beside the stairs, revealing a little strangeness in the peace and quiet , as if spying on the surroundings, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Mo Yi looked at the place where he first came in, and sure enough, it was indeed similar to this place, it was a platform in the middle of a staircase, like a flat buffer zone.
It's like -- the shape of the stairwell.
Mo Yi was startled, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he quickly turned his head to look at the photo frame hanging on the side, which communicated beyond the illusion. Sure enough, the scene in the photo frame is the one at the corner of the stairs, so this should be the stairwell!
As if seeing the moon through the clouds and mist, Mo Yi's whole body was agitated, and he suddenly realized:
The space in the illusion and outside the illusion should be connected!
Therefore, in the illusion, they ran from the first platform to the second platform, which is equivalent to running from the stairwell on the second floor to the stairwell between the second and third floors in the real world!
So, now they are trapped in the different dimension of the entire staircase, and although this different dimension has nothing to do with the outside world, it is still in the same geographical space as it.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, suppressed the sudden excitement in his heart, and tried his best to calm down his mind.
He turned his head, but suddenly met Shen Lei's eyes, those eyes were so dark and gloomy that he couldn't see his emotions clearly, and they were looking at him quietly at the moment.
Mo Yi's heart tightened suddenly.
He forced himself to calm down, with a calm expression on his face: "What's the matter?"
The face that was exactly the same as that of Shen Lei was facing him, suddenly, he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, his dark pupils were full of ghosts.
This smile was so weird that it made one's heart shudder, and Mo Yi's heart trembled, and a sense of danger crawled up his back in an instant, and fine beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
-not good!
I saw the thing that looked like Shen Lei approaching slowly, the smile was getting bigger and bigger, almost cracked to the root of the ear, revealing the sharp white teeth:
"You are very smart."
Mo Yiqiang tried to stay calm, showing a polite smile:
"Thanks, I think so too."
Shen Lei paused with a smile: "..."
Jiang Yuanbai's nerves were already so tense that he was about to burst, but the scene in front of him made him accidentally force a laugh out of his throat.
"Shen Lei" has completely torn off the disguise just now, looking at Jiang Yuanbai with a sinister face, and a more terrifying smile appeared on his distorted and deformed face:
"Since you don't want to eat soft ones, I have no choice but to eat hard ones."
As his voice fell, countless pale hands stretched out from a distance, blocking the entire platform and blocking the way up and down the stairs.
Yu Li, who had been sitting on the ground beside her, also stood up at this moment, her face was expressionless, her joints were as stiff as a puppet, she stretched out her remaining cold palm, and tightly hugged Jiang Yuanbai's arm who was standing close to her, Even if he struggled desperately, he couldn't move half a step.
"Shen Lei" approached slowly, his face was completely deformed at this time, a bright red mouth almost occupied most of his face, and his eyes were squeezed, leaving only two thin slits covered with white shadows.
As if to tease his prey, he approached them with steady and slow steps, as if relishing every ounce of fear in his victim.
Mo Yi's mind was in a mess, every cell was screaming for danger, but there was nothing he could do.
All retreat points are blocked.
There is no possibility of escape.
He was forced to retreat step by step, and finally, he retreated to the end of the platform.
Half of his heels were hanging in the air, gravel and dust fell into the abyss, Mo Yi turned his head and looked at it in a daze.
The bottomless abyss.
And the moment he lowered his head, his peripheral vision caught a touch of silver.
It was a silver photo frame that looked quite familiar, hanging upright in the air, with a small corner missing in the lower left corner, and the incision seemed to be brand new.
A picture flashed before Mo Yi's eyes instantly:
In the stairwell from the second floor to the third floor, the photo of the man hanging in the middle of the wall was framed by a light silver photo frame, and thick black and foul-smelling blood dripped down the photo frame.
That photo of Teacher of the Year!
And that mouth that had chased them was protruding from this frame!
... wait, mouth
Mo Yi turned his head and looked at the deformed mouth and familiar sharp teeth on the face of "Shen Lei".
A bold idea gradually took shape in his mind.
He turned and pounced on the picture frame!
Unexpectedly, Mo Yi took it off easily, lightly, as if it was really just floating in mid-air.
Mo Yi raised the photo frame, and with all his strength, he threw it at Yu Li who was holding onto Jiang Yuanbai's arm.
A piercing scream erupted from Yu Li's mouth, and when the photo frame touched her arm, her entire arm became weak and it was difficult to move.
Jiang Yuanbai took the opportunity to break away from her palm.
He also noticed the unusualness of this photo frame, so he rushed to the fire ax that was thrown aside, swung it high and smashed it down!
But at this moment, Mo Yi caught sight of Shen Lei who was standing aside from the corner of his eye.
It stood aside, watching them struggle calmly, even with a secretive smile on its face.
Mo Yi's heart tightened suddenly, he subconsciously reached out to hug the photo frame, and rolled to the side, barely avoiding Jiang Yuanbai's swiftly falling ax blade.
—his finger happened to get caught in the brand new slit of the picture frame.
Jiang Yuanbai was still in shock: "What are you doing!! I almost cut you!!"
Mo Yi didn't answer, just stared at the photo frame for a second, then suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had made up his mind, he shouted at Jiang Yuanbai without looking back: "Follow me!"
After finishing his speech, he picked up the photo frame and rushed towards the densely packed walls of arms in an indomitable posture. But what was shocking was that those arms seemed to be afraid of it, and they receded softly one after another, making way for Mo Yi.
Mo Yi's raised heart finally returned to his chest slightly.
He was right.
The little bright silver thing that "Shen Lei" threw into those arms before was indeed the corner of this photo frame, and since the hands in those photos were all afraid of it, they could naturally make way for their escape.
As he and Jiang Yuanbai ran away, "Shen Lei" had slowly faded away from his current appearance, revealing another face—it was the man in the photo in the corridor.
The difference from the photo was that his lips were split behind his ears, exposing his white and sharp teeth, which was weird and terrifying.
He looked at Mo Yi's figure in the distance, his dark eyes were cold and deep, and he couldn't see emotions, anger, sorrow, or joy. Then, his gaze moved, and his figure slowly disappeared into the air, leaving only a soft whisper, Like the hiss of a poisonous snake:
"Run? Good idea."