Mo Yi recognized his face.
…the man who had an emotional breakdown before the game started.
His facial features have been displaced by fear and pain at this moment, and then frozen forever by death, pale and distorted like a half-melted wax figure, a pair of dim eyes staring into the distance in horror, like two gray glass beads.
Mo Yi took a step back, suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, and said to Jiang Yuanbai in a low voice: "Let's go, it's time for us to go upstairs."
Jiang Yuanbai also had a pale face, nodded with a look of reluctance, and trotted towards the stairwell together with Mo Yi.
The dark stairway was already approaching, and the inside was pitch black, with only a faint overhead light flickering with difficulty, which hardly had the effect of lighting, but added a bit of weirdness.
The smell of blood became stronger. Mo Yi turned on the flashlight to shine a light on it, and saw the bright red blood slowly flowing down the stairs, dripping and gathering into a pool of blood, which was still expanding gradually.
Jiang Yuanbai was about to go up the stairs, but his arms were tightly clasped. He turned his head to look in surprise, and saw Mo Yi's face was pale, his eyes were extremely bright, and he was staring at the blood in front of him. He whispered Hastily said:
"It's not right, don't go there."
Jiang Yuanbai had already experienced the terrifyingly accurate insight of the person in front of him before, and now hearing what he said, he couldn't help feeling hairy all over his body, and didn't dare to take half a step forward.
Mo Yi's hands clenched tighter, and his breathing was a little disordered: "Shen Lei and the others separated from us nearly half an hour ago, and logically they should have reached the third floor long ago, but after someone died, the blood stains were gone. It came out of the stairwell."
The answer was ready to come out: Shen Lei and the others were trapped in this stairwell for nearly half an hour!
Jiang Yuanbai felt chills all over his body, and couldn't help taking half a step back. In his eyes, the stairwell in front of him seemed to become a huge mouth that could swallow light. Just getting close to it made him feel uncomfortable.
Mo Yi let go of his hand, curled his fingers to his lips, and muttered to himself in a low voice:
"Someone on the first floor encountered a ghost in the toilet. Logically speaking, it should be more dangerous as you go up, but on the second floor, apart from corpses, there are no supernatural events that would hurt people... Impossible, it can never be so easy Send people to the upper floor."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head, frowned and looked around with sharp eyes. Suddenly, Mo Yi was taken aback, turned to look at Jiang Yuanbai, and asked without beginning or end: "There should be a total of five floors on each floor." class, right?"
Jiang Yuanbai nodded blankly.
"I remember that the stairwell on the first floor is between Class 3 and Class 4. We just passed Class 3, which means... there should be Class 4 and Class 5 on the other side."
Jiang Yuanbai was stunned for a moment, and looked up to the front, only to see that there were three classes 1... 2... 3... beyond the stairwell.
He felt cold all over, turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the door number on the classroom behind him had turned into a conspicuous "four".
Jiang Yuanbai swallowed tremblingly, but his throat was as dry as a fire, and the simple rolling of his Adam's apple made his throat ache.
At this moment, Mo Yi turned his head sharply, fixed his eyes on Jiang Yuanbai, and asked without beginning and end: "Axe! Have you brought the axe?"
Jiang Yuanbai was taken aback by him, and nodded quickly.
He doesn't have any advantages in solving puzzles, but fortunately he likes to keep fit and has a lot of strength. He saw the fire ax lying on the ground while running just now, and thought it might be useful, so he picked it up and took it with him.
Mo Yi's eyes became brighter, and he leaned into Jiang Yuanbai's ear and whispered a few words.
"...Are you sure?" Jiang Yuanbai looked blank.
Mo Yi nodded.
"Okay." Although Jiang Yuanbai didn't know what his intention was, he still shrugged, raised his hand and raised the axe, and then slashed heavily at the photo hanging on the wall opposite the stairs!
The sharp blade of the ax made a sound of piercing through the air, and slashed on the yellowed group photo with a "stab" sound! There was a scream that was so sharp and miserable that it almost burst the eardrums, the whole wall was shaking violently, and the photo twisted and bulged, as if something was about to break through the frame and escape.
Jiang Yuanbai clenched his teeth, his gums were about to bleed, and he tasted the rust in his mouth. He gripped the handle of the ax tightly with his palm, and slowly exerted force. The blade of the ax became deeper and deeper, and the dark red and smelly blood split along the ax where it slipped, leaving dirty marks on the white walls,
"Stab"
The photo was completely torn apart, and the split photo frame fell to the ground with a clang. The screaming disappeared, and the corridor returned to calm.
Jiang Yuanbai panted heavily, and while panting, he said, "Damn... Fuck, how do you know..."
Mo Yi was not feeling well either, his head was buzzing, and it took him a lot of effort to figure out what Jiang Yuanbai asked, his voice was a little hoarse, and it took him a while to find his own voice: "... a guess. "
"It seems that I guessed it right. There is only one supernatural event on each floor. The little girl holding the ball is on the first floor, and this is on the second floor." The sticky blood was beyond recognition, and the specific content could not be seen. "Then the supernatural event on this floor has been told to us from the very beginning."
The photo that will show the way.
Jiang Yuanbai suddenly realized.
Mo Yi looked up and looked around. The corridor in front of him had returned to its original state, and there were two classrooms in front of the stairwell. He breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Besides, it's the opposite in the photo. The corridor The transfer also made me confirm this guess."
Jiang Yuanbai: "... Brother Mo, are you really coming here for the first time?"
This fucking is too scary, right
Just as Mo Yi was about to say something, he accidentally glanced out of the window from the corner of his eye. He immediately straightened up with a serious expression on his face: "Hurry up, we don't have much time."
Jiang Yuanbai was taken aback, and looked out the window, only to see that the blue Yingying number had changed to 3:21.
One more minute!
The two said nothing more, and ran into the stairwell with big strides against the clock.
This time the stairs were extraordinarily long, the steps were sticky, and the feeling of stepping on them was disgusting. But now they can't care about these anymore, and the two rushed forward at the fastest speed.
finally! the third floor!
Before the two stepped up, they heard the familiar metal bell ringing, monotonous and piercing, but frightening like a reminder.
The whole building began to deform and elongate at a speed visible to the naked eye. The third floor, which was still close at hand, became far away at this moment, and the ground under the feet became soft and sticky.
While running, Mo Yi looked behind him out of the corner of his eye, and saw a big bloody mouth protruding from the photo frame hanging at the end of the stairs, with sharp and white teeth chewing on his two legs—probably the lower body of the corpse in the classroom .
It swallowed the flesh and blood in its mouth after a few openings and closings, and then stretched its neck to reach Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai.
"Jump!" Mo Yi shouted sharply.
The two rushed towards the end of the stairs with all their strength, then rolled in disgrace and crashed into the corridor on the third floor.
The mouth continued to protrude forward, but at the end of the stairs, it seemed to have encountered some invisible barrier, and then slowly retracted.
Mo Yi felt dark in front of his eyes and dizzy in his head. The critical moment of life and death just now had consumed almost all the energy in his body. He sat up with trembling hands, leaning against the wall, blood beating heavily on his eardrum, sweat It was sticky and wet on the back, and it was very sticky and uncomfortable.
It was decided that he would become a lifetime member of the gym after returning home.
He leaned against the wall panting heavily while thinking, and suddenly relaxed at this moment, making the joints of Mo Yi's whole body screaming and sore. He knocked the back of his head against the cold wall and let out a long breath of relief.
The twisted corridor was silent and dark, the blue-gray wall skin looked like dead skin under the weak light, exuding a rotten breath of death.
The corridor was eerily quiet, and only the rapid breathing of the two could be heard.
The two sat in the dark for a while, suddenly, Jiang Yuanbai seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at Mo Yi, panting, and said hesitantly:
"Well... Let me say, Brother Mo, what is your job outside?"
Can such a profession cultivate a person like Mo Yi
As the contact between the two deepened, Jiang Yuanbai's surprise and doubt became more and more intense.
Such astonishing reasoning ability, exceptionally precise judgment, and superhuman calmness—except for his weak physical strength, he is simply frighteningly powerful.
—And this is actually his first time entering this game!
Jiang Yuanbai finally couldn't hold back and asked.
Mo Yi lowered his eyes, his eyelashes moved slightly, darkness covered most of his face, covering his expression, Jiang Yuanbai heard him say:
"Idle at home, jobless."
Jiang Yuanbai: "..." I believe you are a ghost!
At this moment, Mo Yi suddenly straightened up!
Jiang Yuanbai, who was still struggling at first, was taken aback by his actions, and hurriedly asked:
"What's wrong?"
Mo Yi didn't answer, but just stared at the ground in front of him solemnly:
I saw the notebook he found from the classroom on the second floor and the documents he found in the document room, scattered on the ground indiscriminately because of his embarrassing action of rushing upstairs.
The notebook was open, face up.
With the faint light, Mo Yi could see that on the pages of the book that were blank before, now there were fine handwriting.