The dead air is like a stagnant fluid, silently blocking every gap, as if it can squeeze out a viscous, life-like liquid of fear, pressing deadly on a person's heart.
Mo Yi held his breath quietly, his eyelids trembled slightly in the darkness, everything in front of him was blocked by the lightless darkness, his eyes couldn't catch a ray of light, and he almost had the illusion of drowning.
The uneven and twisted wall was tightly attached to the back, and the cold touch came along the thinner shirt after being soaked in sweat, and climbed along the spine all the way to the top of the head, which was as refreshing as ice water.
There was still no movement outside the door.
The heavy knocking stopped in their ears, and the vague sound of nursery rhymes floated in the air. In the boundless darkness, it was almost thought to be their own auditory hallucinations.
Yu Ran's slender and burning hands held Mo Yi's arm tightly, and a dull pain and burning temperature rose from the tight grip. Mo Yi could almost feel her tension and fear through the strength of her palm.
The sounds of my deliberately low breathing and rapid heartbeat are in my ears, mixed with Yu Ran's close breathing, it's almost hard to tell who it belongs to.
Mo Yi lowered his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and tightened and loosened his fingers holding the flashlight.
After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind.
Mo Yi raised his hand and threw the flashlight in his hand with lightning speed!
And pressed the switch on the flashlight one second before letting go.
There was only a "clang" sound of metal impact, abruptly breaking the almost stagnant silence in the air, and then rolling towards the distance of the corridor with a grunt.
The light then illuminated the corridor.
Mo Yi turned his head slightly and saw an open flashlight rolling along the edge of the wall.
The heavy knocking sound sounded again immediately, and before Mo Yi could look back, he saw a huge black figure quickly moving past the bright light source.
With the pale light of the flashlight, Mo Yi caught a glimpse of that terrifying figure.
His breathing was accidentally disturbed for a moment, and he subconsciously clasped his fingers to prevent himself from accidentally exclaiming.
Under the light of the flashlight, Mo Yi got a glimpse of its figure. It was a huge and ugly spider. Its black and brown body was disgusting and frightening. Because of its large size, it made a heavy thud on the floor.
However, on its narrow head, which didn't match its gigantic figure, there was a little girl's face.
The pale and stiff face has no expression, and it looks unusually strange. The lips on the face have no blood, even when the spider is chasing the light source quickly, they still open and close mechanically.
— That nursery rhyme seems to be sung from here.
And the moment Mo Yi saw the monster's figure clearly, every syllable of that nursery rhyme seemed to be no longer blurred and unrecognizable, but transmitted to his eardrums extremely clearly:
"Little Miss Muffet
Satonatuffet
Eating her curds and whey
There came a big spider
Who sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away”
[Miss Muffet was sitting on the mound, eating curd and whey, a big spider came and sat next to her, scaring away Miss Muffet]
Before Mo Yi had time to think about the meaning of the lyrics in the nursery rhyme, he heard a deliberately low voice from outside the door, and asked tremblingly:
"...is anyone there?"
Mo Yi's eyebrows frowned, and half of his body leaned out of the door. With the light at the end of the corridor, he saw a figure in the darkness of the opposite room.
The person on the other side seemed to have seen him too, and was stunned for a second, then seemed to have made up his mind and ran towards them quickly.
Startled, Mo Yi quickly stretched out his hand to support his unstoppable body as he rushed straight over.
The other party's extremely unsteady and rapid breathing rang in his ears, and the palms tightly holding his arms trembled slightly, indicating what kind of psychological torment the owner of these hands was going through.
Mo Yi recognized him as one of the senior players, and he still remembered that this person had introduced himself at the beginning of the dungeon as Zhou Yunchen.
Zhou Yunchen leaned against the wall for a while, and then poked his head out to observe quickly for a few seconds. After confirming that the huge spider had not returned, he relaxed a little, then turned his head and said to Mo Yi:
"Others...the others were all caught by the spider. It appeared too stealthily. The others were almost unprepared. Only when I was far away from where it appeared did I have a chance to hide."
He exhaled tremblingly, and the fingers clasping Mo Yi's arm tightened a bit. After he slowed down, he continued speaking extremely fast:
"Didn't you say you found a hiding place when you were upstairs? Where
There are still more than two hours left, as long as we survive, we will succeed. I don't have extravagant hopes for this hidden mission, I will be satisfied if I can survive. "
Mo Yi was silent for a few seconds, cruelly breaking his fantasy:
"There are only three rooms on the second floor. Since the room we are staying in now and the room you ran out of just now are safe, it means that the other room is the spider's lair."
Zhou Yunchen was taken aback for a moment, as if he realized something.
Mo Yi continued: "The place where I hid is in that room."
Zhou Yunchen's palm holding Mo Yi was stiff.
Mo Yi couldn't bear it, but continued to add ruthlessly: "And... we have already started a hidden mission, and the current situation is that if any of our remaining players dies, a boss will come to the door, and the rest People can't live anymore."
Zhou Yunchen petrified in place, he could hardly believe his ears, he turned his head in a daze, looked at Mo Yi's blurred face in the dark, his brain seemed to be frozen, he couldn't turn the corner for a long time .
Yu Ran stretched out her hand sympathetically, groped in the dark and patted his shoulder as comfort.
She shifted her attention back to Mo Yi, and asked in a low voice, "What shall we do next?"
Mo Yi pondered for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Yunchen, and asked:
"Is there any spider silk in the corridor?"
Zhou Yunchen was stunned for a few seconds, finally came back to his senses, and still said in a somewhat dull voice:
"No... Only that room is full of spider silk, not in the corridor, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to come across the corridor to find you just now."
Mo Yi nodded thoughtfully.
He turned his head and listened to the movement in the corridor for a while.
The thumping sound of the spider's black-haired feet hitting the rotten wooden floor seems to have gone away, and even the low and indistinct humming sounds quite far away in the darkness, which can only be heard To some vaguely broken tune drifting by.
It appears to have gone downstairs, presumably to look for other escapees.
Mo Yi held his breath, listened carefully for a while, and after confirming that it would not come back for the time being, he turned and said to the other two people:
"I have a plan, but I won't know if it will work until I get to that room."
Yu Ran nodded, and then belatedly realized that the other party couldn't see her movements in the dark, and quickly gave a low "hmm".
Zhou Yunchen on the side seemed to have finally succeeded in restarting his brain, and agreed with the same dejection.
Mo Yi took out a spare flashlight from his backpack, turned on the lowest light, and walked out the door with light steps.
The air in the cramped and narrow corridor was turbid and smelly. The familiar smell of rotten wood and dust mixed with an unknown strange smell formed an indescribable smell that almost made people sick.
The dirty carpet underfoot absorbed most of their footsteps, but the flimsy wooden floor still creaked uncontrollably.
Mo Yi shook the flashlight to the wall, the weak light reflected a faint halo on the wall, and saw that the hard and twisted wall was covered with a light layer of white mucus. It is a web made of fine spider silk.
He raised the flashlight, and a dim circle of light flickered across the ceiling.
The breathing of the other two couldn't help being stagnant—there were layers of spider silk hanging from the ceiling, which looked like white curtains, covering the entire ceiling completely.
Mo Yi squinted his eyes calmly, then continued to walk forward.
When he reached the door of that room, Mo Yi stopped, and the halo of the flashlight shone into the room from the door, illuminating the shape of the whole room vaguely.
The whole room seems to have become a spider's lair, filled with mucus-filled spider silk, wrapping everything in the room one after another, as pale as a shroud, so depressing and breathless .
On the edge of the window hung upside down three solid human figures wrapped in spider silk, hanging motionless in the heavy spider webs, looking as if they were dead.
In the middle of the room, the attic was still open as when Mo Yi left, and the stairs descended along the opened secret door, which was also entangled with spider webs.
The indescribable smell became more and more intense, mixed with the damp and cold atmosphere on the second floor, it was almost hard to breathe.
Mo Yi turned his head to look at Yu Ran who was standing behind him, and asked:
"Is your kitchen knife still handy?"
Yu Ran nodded, raised her palm, the heavy blade shone with a light metal halo under the weak light of the flashlight, and her slender fingers held the wooden handle, looking quite handy.
Mo Yi smiled, the glimmer of the flashlight reflected in his dark pupils, his lowered voice carried a faint breath:
"Great, you can use it next."
Yu Ran understood: "You mean...?"
Mo Yi's lips curled slightly: "Yes."
Let's set up a game.
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Mo Yi: "Actually, I have opened the branch line"
Zhou Yunchen: "..." Are you a devil