Mo Yi was startled.
He couldn't help taking a few steps back, and his back hit a hard chest.
At the same time, a deep voice rang in his ear: "What's wrong?"
Mo Yi couldn't help being in a daze for a second.
How does he feel... This tone is a little familiar
But Mo Yi searched hard, but couldn't remember where he had heard this tone.
He turned his head to look behind him, only to see Song Qi standing against the light, his face was blurred by the light behind him, looking down at him.
Mo Yi "..."
Although they are about the same size, but... how do you feel that this guy is a centimeter or two taller than him
He blinked, distanced himself from Song Qi as if nothing had happened, then turned around and handed him the weird note.
Song Qi took a deep look at him, then reached out and took the note.
Several other players on the side also noticed the unusual movement here, they all came over by coincidence, and stretched their necks to look at the note in Song Qi's hand.
That line of blood-red distorted text almost made everyone's backs shudder, and they subconsciously held their breath.
MY TURN
It means... Is that unknown thing going to start acting next
The air in the whole room fell silent in an instant, only the sound of some people's Adam's apple trembling and rolling could be heard.
A man finally couldn't stand the atmosphere at the moment, and pulled Mo Yi's skirt in a bit of a breakdown. His bloodshot eyes protruded outwards, and his black pupils were constricted by tyranny and fear. He roared:
"What the hell did you do?! Did you kill us all to be satisfied?"
Mo Yi was caught off guard and was dragged over. He subconsciously grasped the opponent's wrist with his hands, trying to break free.
But he was so weak that he was directly lifted up by the furious man.
Mo Yi was stunned:? ?
Suddenly, a slender and beautiful hand stretched out and gently grasped the man's hand, but there was no effort, the man howled in pain, tremblingly let go of Mo Yi's hand, trembling Trembling back a few steps.
Mo Yi saw sharply that not far away, the man's thick wrist was bent in the opposite direction strangely.
Suddenly, a figure stepped forward, blocking his sight.
Mo Yi was taken aback, then raised his head to look at the person in front of him: ... Song Qi
Song Qi's eyes were heavy, unable to see any emotion, he stretched out his hands to help him straighten his collar, his cold fingertips unconsciously brushed the red marks on Mo Yi's neck from being strangled.
Shocked by the cold temperature of his fingers, Mo Yi raised his eyes subconsciously, but before he could say anything, Song Qi let go of his hands in the next second as if nothing had happened.
He turned and walked towards the impulsive man just now.
The man's eyes were full of fear, and his face distorted by pain was as pale as paper. Seeing Song Qi walking towards him, he backed away tremblingly, but he was still no match for Song Qi's height and long legs. Hold the wrist.
There was only a tooth-piercing "click" sound, and the wrist returned to normal.
The man was shaking in pain, sweat dripping down the lines on his face.
Song Qi looked down at him and narrowed his eyes: "I'm sorry, I always don't know the severity of my actions."
After that, he paused, and suddenly laughed lowly: "Especially when someone hits my friend."
The man murmured and trembled his lips, one hand was protecting his sore wrist, he didn't dare to say anything more, he lowered his head disheartenedly, and secretly cast a sinister and resentful look at Mo Yidi.
The atmosphere became awkward for a while.
Mo Yi cleared his throat, and in order to ease the tense atmosphere, he said:
"I think this note should be a game played by foreign children called gallows. One person leaves the gallows, and the other goes to find the corpse. After finding it, the two pictures can form a complete word."
He looked down at the crumpled note in his hand, the crimson distorted font on it made people feel terrified.
Mo Yi pursed his dry lips, and continued: "However, there are many versions of this game. According to the prompt at the beginning of the game, the rules in this copy may have something to do with hide and seek, but there are too few clues now. What are the specific rules? We’ll have to wait until later to find out.”
Everyone: ... After listening to your explanation, we are even more scared.
The air was filled with eerie silence, and the unknown fear spread its invisible arms, slowly covering the whole crowd, quietly devouring the remaining reason in everyone's heart... No one knew what would happen next.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the hall.
It turned out that several other people who went out to look for clues ran back. The two groups looked at each other, and they both noticed the expression of confusion and fear intertwined on each other's faces.
The person opposite was holding an extremely familiar note in his hand.
Mo Yi was taken aback for a moment, then stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to take the other's hand, and looked at the note in his hand:
Familiar crooked handwriting, drawing the same gallows, it read: "FIND ME"
The other party was also obviously at a loss, and stammered to explain: "I... I don't know where this came from, I just went back to the room where I woke up before, and there was this note on the ground!"
Several other players following that person also nodded, showing the exact same note in their hands.
Mo Yi frowned, lost in thought.
At first, he originally thought that this was a one-to-many, ghost-and-manager game.
And he was a ghost at the beginning of the game, but after he found the hanged person and completed the picture, the "opponent" became a ghost and wanted to catch the next victim.
But now, more people have notes in their hands, and the rules of the game have become more confusing.
—And, what the hell does that "MY TURN" mean
There was a faint uneasiness in Mo Yi's heart.
Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, startled suddenly, raised his head, raised his voice and said to everyone: "Everyone, go to the room where you woke up and open to see if you can find the same note!"
Everyone nodded as if waking up from a dream, and scattered within seconds.
In an instant, more than half of the people in the hall were missing.
Mo Yi turned his head to look at Song Qi beside him, bent his lips, and said, "Thank you just now."
Although Mo Yi looks very good-looking, but most of the time he usually has a calm and rational expression, so he looks extraordinarily cold, inhuman, and extremely difficult to approach.
Laughing at this moment, people can't move their eyes for a while.
"...It's a little effort." Song Qi was stunned for a while before replying: "Don't worry about it."
He paused, the domineering look just now almost completely disappeared, Song Qi moved away his flickering eyes, tightened his jaw nervously, and said in a low voice:
"Also...you are too thin, it's not good."
After finishing speaking, he turned around in a hurry and said, "Well, I'll go and see my room too."
Looking at the back of Song Qi walking away quickly, and half of the slightly red ear in the black hair, Mo Yi pondered for a while, then suddenly realized:
So... is he shy
Mo Yi thought without feeling guilty: This Song Qi is not as difficult to get along with as he seems.
A few minutes later, everyone returned to the hall one after another. Everyone looked distraught, holding a familiar note tightly in their hands.
Mo Yi's eyebrows darkened slightly, and the conjecture in his heart was confirmed.
Just as he was about to say something, he only heard a shrill bell ringing suddenly in the hall.
The ugly metal bells echoed in the empty orphanage, making it noisy and weird.
The bad memories brought by the ringtone of the previous dungeon made Mo Yi's body tense up.
However, in the next second, Mo Yi's eyes flashed a dazed look:
—He seems to know what the ringtone is...
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