It was as if something invisible was holding the heart tightly, the blood surged into the atrium, and the rapid heartbeat hit the eardrum gradually.
Mo Yi bent down slowly, stretched out his hand, and picked up the scorched and twisted photo frame from the dust.
The cold and rough touch pierced his fingertips, and spread to the bottom of his heart along the nerve endings, arousing a layer of coolness.
The photo frame was corroded black, and the black powder fell down along with Mo Yi's movements, mixed with the dust on the ground, stinging people's eyes in fine pieces.
He stuck his finger at the crack on the edge of the photo frame, and brushed off the black powder and dust covering it, revealing the shallow silver fracture underneath.
The picture from the first time I entered the dungeon was once again vivid in front of my eyes, and the memory came out vividly.
The dark and gloomy stairwell seems to never end, the vague and weird photos slowly reveal a malicious smile, the twisted and deformed corridor after the harsh bell, and the pale hand stretched out in the photo.
And, the dense fog that surged like a nightmare.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, and the heavy oppression in his heart made him almost have difficulty breathing.
He subconsciously looked at his mobile phone which he had put aside.
I saw that the screen of the mobile phone was still on, and a faint layer of smoke was shrouded around the screen. Looking carefully, a familiar interface was displayed on the lit screen.
Playing Snake.
Mo Yi: "..." The oppressive and cold feeling disappeared in an instant.
He resisted the urge to touch his forehead, turned around and continued to look at the photo frame in his hand, when he stood up, a piece of paper slipped from behind the scorched photo frame and slowly fell to the ground.
Mo Yi paused, bent down, and picked up the yellowed note from the ground.
This was the crumpled piece of paper he found in the dungeon, on which was scrawled a picture of a footless bird and spells that imprisoned the soul.
The blurred writing on it is inexplicably uncomfortable.
When Mo Yi was about to put it down, he felt that the paper in his hand... seemed a bit wrong.
He subconsciously twirled the crumpled note in his hand, followed by a clear rubbing sound, and the touch under his fingertips told him—there was a second page.
Mo Yi frowned, his brows were gloomy.
He was sure that there was only one page of this note in the copy.
Turning over the page, the second piece of paper was exposed. Although it was still crumpled, the writing on it was much clearer than the previous one. The black ink marks seemed to be slightly red, It is particularly dazzling on the yellowed paper.
This is an extremely short letter.
This letter was obviously addressed to the previous headmaster. It clearly stated the length, width and texture of the silver photo frame, even down to the millimeter, and then explained the main rituals of the practice.
According to a few words in the letter, the main function of this silver photo frame is to ward off evil spirits and protect the person in the photo. And the hair and nails of the protected person should be hidden in the photo frame, in short, it is a substitute.
On the one hand, the victim's soul is imprisoned in the building, and on the other hand, a double protected by evil spirits is placed to attract hatred in the building, so that she has no time to take care of the master who has gone away.
The strategy is careful and vicious.
Now Mo Yi finally understands why the outstretched hands in those photos are so afraid of this photo frame.
At this moment, there was a slight sound on the mobile phone beside him. Mo Yi followed the sound and saw the interface of the memo reappeared on the screen of the mobile phone, the input method was beating, and lines of words appeared on the screen .
"After the car accident, the murderer's soul was dragged by resentment and could not leave the world, but he was protected by the photo frame, so the resentment could not harm him."
Mo Yi pursed his lips.
After the last dungeon ended, some unresolved problems and loopholes were finally filled.
Suddenly, without warning, a familiar electronic female voice sounded in Mo Yi's ear:
"Ding dong! Congratulations to player Mo Yi! You have discovered important props in real life, complete the plot of the dungeon!"
Mo Yi was taken aback for a moment, this was the first time he heard the notification sound of the game in real life.
The electronic female voice continued: "Because of your outstanding performance, you are now invited to join the Senior Players Club. From now on, you have become candidate member 0589 of this club!"
Senior Players Club... Candidate Member...
Mo Yi was a little confused.
Before Mo Yi could react, the female voice continued to speak down without a pause: "Will the next dungeon start the membership test?"
This time, the game seemed to be more humanized, and even began to explain the membership test to Mo Yi intimately:
"The difficulty of the membership test dungeon has increased, and the points earned will be doubled. Once successfully completed, you will be eligible to join the Advanced Players Club and enjoy a luxurious gaming experience! Win the final prize!
This level can be opened by the player at any time. If you choose to open it immediately, you can get extra points after clearing the level! "
Immediately afterwards, as if to give Mo Yi time to think, the female voice paused thoughtfully, and continued:
"Will the next dungeon open the membership test?"
Difficulty increases dramatically...
Is this why those who want to explore the connection between reality and the game, without exception, die in the next copy
Since I found an important prop to complete the story of the dungeon in reality, I started the membership test dungeon.
Then was killed by a dungeon with a sudden increase in difficulty
Doesn't sound like a good deal.
What's more, this level can be opened by the player at any time, so even if the next instance is not opened, apart from not being able to get extra rewards, there will be no big loss...
Mo Yi opened his mouth and was about to refuse.
But the next moment, a shattered thought suddenly crossed his mind, causing him to pause involuntarily.
wrong.
The real Song Qi was also Jiang Yuanrou's friend, so it was impossible that he didn't know the danger hidden here before coming here - after all, Mo Yi himself learned about it from her mouth.
But he died anyway.
You must know that the reward for immediately opening the membership test dungeon is not so rich that everyone is willing to give it a go. Although you need wealth and insurance, you must also ensure your own life safety.
What's more, this copy of the membership test can be opened manually at any time, and there is no rush.
Most people's thoughts must be - accumulate enough props and then challenge.
Therefore, there will never be a small number of people who refuse to open it immediately.
However, they all died.
Die in the next instance.
Mo Yi couldn't help feeling a chill down his spine, spreading along his spine to his neck, and a layer of goosebumps aroused on his exposed skin.
Coupled with the various mechanisms of this game full of malice and cheating... It is definitely tricky to be so caring at the moment.
The words that were about to blurt turned around in the mouth, and finally squeezed out from between Mo Yi's lips:
"On."
As soon as he finished speaking, the female voice sounded seamlessly: "The membership test has been successfully started, and it will start at the beginning of the next instance. I wish you a happy game."
Then, just like when it came, the female voice disappeared without warning.
At this moment, the cold warehouse returned to silence, only the vague whispers at the warehouse door, and the hustle and bustle of students coming through the walls.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, turned his eyes to look at his mobile phone on the table.
The screen of the phone has gone black.
The smog that shrouded the screen of the mobile phone before disappeared.
—Probably fell into dormancy again.
While thinking, Mo Yi reached out to pick up the phone from the table, put it back in his pocket, and walked out.
The purpose of his coming today has basically been achieved, and it is time to leave.
———
The sun hangs high above the head, hanging in the clear and cloudless sky, which is extraordinarily dazzling. Although it is still early summer, the sun has already shown its potential power, scorching people's skin with scorching heat.
Mo Yi was walking out of the airport.
He had already changed out of the suit that looked good but was actually tied, and put on the shirt he usually wears again, with the cuffs rolled up habitually, revealing his slender forearms. The rimless glasses on his face have also been taken off, looking young like a young college student.
Just then, his phone rang.
Mo Yi paused, took out his phone from his pocket, and pressed the answer button.
"How is it, is the trip to City A going well?"
Jiang Yuanrou's worried words came from the receiver, Mo Yi smiled, and was about to say something, but before he opened his mouth, his eyes sank slightly.
He had no way to disclose anything about the senior member club to Jiang Yuanrou.
To be precise, the game does not allow it.
Mo Yi paused, changed the topic, and replied somewhat vaguely:
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."
Jiang Yuanrou was a smart person, so he didn't go into details when he heard what he said, but just smiled and replied: "That's good."
Suddenly, Mo Yi seemed to remember something, and asked:
"Jiang Yuanbai...how is he?"
Hearing Mo Yi's question, the receiver on the other side was also silent. In the background of the few voices in his own place, he could only vaguely hear the shallow breathing from the receiver.
After a while, Jiang Yuanrou replied:
"His third dungeon will be opened the day after tomorrow. Although he seems relaxed, I... am not very relieved."
Mo Yi listened patiently.
Jiang Yuan softly paused, as if he had made up his mind, he continued:
"I'm going to accompany him in the next copy."
Mo Yi was not surprised. After a flat "hmm", he replied, "Be careful."
Jiang Yuanrou smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, life is the main priority, and the branch line is the supplement!"
Before she finished speaking, she only heard Jiang Yuanbai's bluffing voice coming from the background: "Brother Mo, are you back? You didn't even reply to my message!"
Jiang Yuanrou pushed his silly brother's head away with a smile, and continued into the phone: "By the way, I'll find someone to take you to the villa last time, and I have a little surprise for you."
After speaking, she slammed the phone down.
Mo Yi pinched his phone with a blacked-out screen, feeling a little guilty—why did he have an ominous premonition
He walked out of the airport just in time to see a car approaching slowly, the black roof reflecting the dazzling light in the midday sun, and then slowly stopped in front of him.
The car window rolled down slowly, revealing a familiar face.
The man looked at him with burning eyes, raised his left hand, and pinched the cigarette dangling from his lips to his fingertips. The smoke slowly exhaled blurred his facial contours, but Mo Yi could still see the big smile on his face :
"long time no see."
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