The door in front of me was slowly pushed open, the scarlet ceiling, scarlet carpet, and scarlet walls dyed the dim light in the room into a rich bright red, spreading along the gradually widening door gap, in the dark and blurred A deep wound was carved on the ground, and the scarlet and viscous blood flowed out along the crack, hurting the eyes.
The gradually brighter light flashed across the door panel that opened to both sides, illuminating the patterns on it a little—
Mo Yi accidentally glanced at the door that passed silently in front of him, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.
The unknown relief on the brass-colored gate was illuminated by the light for a moment, which gave him a strange feeling of déjà vu, as if some thought flashed through his brain, but when he went back to search again the next second, But there is no trace, no whereabouts.
The door is wide open.
The familiar room once again appeared in front of everyone. The dull red color was printed on everyone's retinas like precipitated blood, and the faces of the players were also stained with a bleak red light. The whole room seemed to be soaked in blood. In general, it seeped out layer upon layer, almost giving people a feeling of suffocation surrounded by surging blood.
And, unlike last time, there is no marble statue in the room this time.
The emptiness is heartbreaking.
There was a wave of uneasy whispers in the player group. According to the previous experience, the rules of the dance held in this hall could be predicted, so all the players brought their invitations and arrived when they were fully prepared. , Although the changes in the hall at this moment are small, the hints behind them make players feel chills down their spines—then, will other things be the same
An atmosphere of uneasiness spread among the crowd, and the panic brought about by uncertainty surged in the hearts of the players like an undercurrent. No one dared to move forward. The scarlet room ahead seemed to be shrouded in ominous clouds. , faintly releasing a dangerous breath.
Mo Yi quietly stood aside and watched with cold eyes, his eyes wandering over the faces of the players.
He almost guessed why there is no marble statue in the room this time. After all, tonight's ball is to select white victims to complement the oil painting. If the rules have not changed, then all players can avoid death tonight , after all, in the last week, everyone has learned how to avoid risks-in this case, then tonight's dance will either change the rules or add variables to it.
But Mo Yi tends to guess the latter.
His eyes flicked over the faces of the replaced players, and he slowly narrowed his eyes—he suspected that the dungeon stuffed those marbles into the player group for this reason.
However, as for whether his guess is right... Time will tell.
Zhao Nan's self-possessed voice sounded from the crowd: "The two marble statues last time should, should have appeared to tell us the rules. After all, they made dancing movements, so we know that we have to dance to avoid being caught. Kill, since we already know this this time, naturally we don’t need marble statues to remind us, I think...there are no stone statues because of this.”
Zhao Nan's explanation was reasonable, and there was no logical error to be found. The uneasiness in the air was slightly suppressed by his words, and the fear of the unknown deeply suppressed in the eyes of the players also weakened. They looked at each other. He glanced at it, then took a deep breath, and walked into the scarlet room.
The thick brass-colored door closed slowly behind everyone, making a slight sound of metal clashing.
The gentle sound of music floats slowly in the closed room, stretching faintly in the air like a gossamer, with unknown notes beating, forming a melodious and beautiful music sound.
According to the previous experience, the music was changed after the first player turned into a marble statue. After the tune was changed, the other marble statues in the room put on dancing poses to remind the players and gave them enough time to react , after the next change of tune, the "dance or turn into stone" rule kicks in.
And this time everyone brought their invitations with them, so obviously there would not be the first player who turned into a stone statue because he didn't bring an invitation, and this time there were no marble statues in the hall to remind players of the rules. Then, the time when the rules in the previous impression came into effect will not be useful in this week.
So, to be on the safe side, the players decided to choose their dance partner immediately after entering the room after a brief discussion—and after discovering that there was one less person in the crowd after the door was closed, Everyone was not surprised, and even breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, this is exactly the same as last time, and after one person disappears, the number of people now happens to be an even number, and it happens to be able to dance in pairs, which is a good thing for players.
Because of the experience from last time, everyone is no longer in a rush like before, but quickly chooses their dance partner, and starts to slide into the dance floor with the music. Mo Yi noticed that the players' choices this time and the last dance Basically there is not much difference.
Mo Yi withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Wen Chen, a faint smile appeared on his tightly pursed lips, his dark eyes were like bright obsidian in the light, he looked at the woman wearing the same style of dress as himself not far away. The man stretched out his hand, and with the other left arm behind his back, he bowed slightly:
"May I ask you to dance with me, sir?"
Men and women in dresses danced in the orchestra pool with beautiful music flowing, and the exquisite heels knocked on the scarlet floor to make even and regular sounds. Wen Chen's tall figure was like a shadow imprinted on the flowing crowd behind In the middle, under the deep and sharp eyebrows, a pair of light gray eyes seemed to be instantly lit up by Mo Yi's invitation. He slowly raised his thin lips, and gently put his slender fingers on his palm , then tighten slightly—
"My pleasure."
Two slender figures in dresses approached, and the figures of men of almost the same height were close to each other and separated from each other, maintaining a subtle and ambiguous distance, controlling the balance between aggression and softness, close to each other, clinging to each other, scarlet The dark walls and the scarlet floor blurred into abstract lines and large swaths of color behind their figures, and the sound of even breathing was heard beside their ears, whether it was their own or the other's, mixed into the music in the background, it was almost breathtaking. Mistaking it for part of the melody.
The dance floor was peaceful and bright, the players danced to the music, the expressions on their faces relaxed over time, and the uneasiness hidden in the depths of their eyes seemed to gradually fade away.
One song ends, another one.
The atmosphere in the air was much more relaxed than before. With the end of the current song, the dance music also temporarily stopped, and it was time for a temporary break.
The dance of the players also temporarily stopped as the song stopped. Their expressions were all relaxed, and their hearts that had been gripped since entering the room just now seemed to relax slightly. They looked around the entire room, So far, no one has died.
The fact that the rules in this room have not changed made every player heave a sigh of relief, and the tensed shoulders also slowly relaxed, and the look of hope that had not been seen for a long time showed clues in the eyes of the players.
Mo Yi turned around and walked towards the depths of the room, slowly pacing around the enclosed space, narrowing his eyes slightly, trying to find any traces in the room that were similar to the room where the wedding was held, he Putting his palm on the scarlet wall, the cold and solid feeling flowed down the palm to the depths of the nerves, which made him feel a little puzzled——
From now on, this room doesn't seem to have much similarity to that room.
This made Mo Yi slightly question his previous conclusion.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person walking slowly to the center of the dance floor and standing still.
The pitch-black present, the pale face, the absent-minded pupils, and the bright red rose on the chest that looked like a burning flame or a split wound—this was the player who disappeared as soon as he entered the door, and was standing upright at this moment. In the center of the ballroom, the empty gaze was fixed on a point in the distance, which looked almost creepy.
This indicates that the second half of the dance party is about to begin.
Mo Yi walked quickly towards Wen Chen, but he couldn't help but pause slightly. He stared at the player's figure in a daze, then turned his head to look around the whole room, and then narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
In fact, this room is very big, but it is a little crowded because of too many things. Once you enter the door, it is a comfortable leisure area, and the dance floor is at the end of the whole room. If you overlap the room for the dance and the room for the wedding If so... the player who is standing in the middle of the spacious dance floor at this moment—he should be in the altar in the room where the wedding is held.
Mo Yi's gaze finally took a deep look at the red rose on the player's chest, and then walked towards Wen Chen.
The music begins.
But when the first note sounded, Mo Yi couldn't help being shocked - he recognized the tune!
The gloomy and low-pitched melody floats towards the players from all directions in the room, playing the same weird and weird tune over and over again, every note is like cotton soaked in water It weighs heavily on people's hearts, and the melancholy and sad tone has a gloomy sense of ominousness, like a gray river meandering in the dark.
He heard this piece of music more than once in this dungeon, and even once flowed out from under his fingertips. All the melodies were almost deeply imprinted in his memory.
The movements of the players also involuntarily froze, and expressions of horror and anxiety slowly climbed onto their faces.
Someone also recognized the tune.
This weird movement that was once played in the hall.
Everyone saw that the man with the rose on his chest slowly stretched out his palm towards the void, making a gesture of inviting dance.