Chapter 55

The intermittent nursery rhymes became louder and louder, and the strange and hoarse tunes echoed in the house, making it creepy.

Mo Yi held his breath, and his heartbeat seemed to slow down, beating in his ears.

The huge mouse raised the ugly, scar-covered pointed face, twitched its wet nose, and sniffed everywhere in humanity.

Mo Yi glanced at it with his eyes, and the other players in the room were not afraid to make a sound. Some even raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses, for fear that they would accidentally reveal a trace of sobs or panting, exposing their position.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of dust in the house, making people feel sore in their stomachs.

I saw it open its only mouth on its face, and its sharp and white teeth showed its sharp and white teeth. The tips were still dripping blood and flesh down, which looked particularly terrifying - it made a harsh scream.

It's like crying or screaming, like the harsh sound of nails scraping on the glass, with sharp penetration.

The sound of claws scratching outside the open house came. In less than a minute, the other two mice seemed to hear the call of their companions and ran back at an extremely fast speed.

They look equally terrifying, with the bright red flesh turning out of the outward red skin and styling needlework, the ugly and twisted pointed face has no eyes, but only a big mouth dripping with blood.

Mo Yi was sharp-eyed and found that each of their front paws was holding a pair of eyeballs that were connected to the optic nerve.

There was a mixture of red and white juice, as if it was dug out of the human mind.

Mo Yi felt a little churning in his stomach.

Even though they have experienced two copies and are somewhat resistant to this cruel and disgusting picture, the impact of facing this scene is still very large - especially thinking that they may have stayed in people's eyes a few minutes ago.

Among these three rats, the largest one jumped out and looked like the leader who gave orders.

It opened its mouth, screamed sharply and briefly, then held the unrecognizable body under the ground and ran out of the door.

The other two mice followed its pace.

The three huge and weird bodies quickly disappeared outside the door, and the sound of claws gradually faded away.

The vague and intermittent nursery rhyme sound seemed to be stuck, the sound became smaller and smaller, and it became more and more distorted, and eventually turned into a hoarse stuttering between the gears, and finally stopped completely.

There was no more noise in the room, and it was so quiet that it was scary.

The remaining players remained stiffly standing in place, not daring to act rashly until they were sure that the sound of the nightmarish claws and sharp screams had completely left, and then they relaxed.

A player fell to the ground with his strength and his weak legs could no longer support his heavy body. His fearful and pale face was covered with tears at some point, and he was sobbing silently involuntarily.

Other players are not as good as there. There is not much happiness on everyone's faces of surviving disaster, but more of the fear and powerlessness that surges.

Just one and a half hours into the game, at least six players had died.

You know, there are only seventeen dungeon players this time.

Mo Yi let out a breath slowly, and the tense shoulders and neck finally relaxed. The fatigue and soreness that he had not noticed just now swept over like a tide, swallowing and eroding his limbs and gnawing on his nerves.

He moved his somewhat stiff legs and his back couldn't help but leaned against the crooked wall.

The cold and hard touch was transmitted into his mind through his sweat-soaked shirt, causing him to shake all over and get excited by the ice.

Mo Yi subconsciously raised his head and looked out through the blurry window.

In the rich darkness, you can see the fluorescent blue countdown in the air flashing silently.

——Five and a half hours left.

No one knows what will happen next.

The depressed fear of the unknown almost made everyone look desperate.

At this moment, a sluggish footsteps came from outside the door, as if the person standing on the slope was walking hard.

Everyone's nerves tensed up again in an instant, holding their breath, widened their eyes, and looking out the half-closed wooden door.

With a "pop", a blood-stained hand slapped the wooden door, and the door was slapped with a loud bang, causing the players inside the door to jump. Just as everyone was terrified, a figure with blood blurred figure appeared outside the door.

The man staggered and fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

Someone finally reacted and stepped forward to hold the man covered in blood. The man finally took a breath, raised a face covered in blood, and spoke intermittently:

"The others...all others are dead...the eyes are gone..."

Only then did everyone see that one of the man's legs was covered in blood, huge bite marks tearing the fabric, and even seeing the thick white bones.

The man took a breath and continued, "There was one... who wanted to kill me, but when he heard the scream, he ran away and saved my life."

Everyone couldn't help but feel silent.

I secretly thought that the player's current injury was that even if he had the best doctors and conditions, he could not get him back in a new way. In such a dangerous dungeon, he lost his ability to move, which was basically the same as being sentenced to death.

There is basically no difference between staying or not staying.

Everyone settled the survivor in a chair that looked stable. The atmosphere in the air became particularly serious for a moment, and everyone's emotions became even more depressed.

Yu Ran, who was standing aside, spoke, "It's not the time to give up. Let's continue to look for clues, maybe we can find a way to crack it."

The players who survived now basically have game experience. They quickly adjusted their temporarily suppressed mentality, forced themselves to cheer up again, and began to explore everywhere in this room.

Although the layout and appearance of the house are strange, they are not small. The large hall connects three rooms and a gloomy and dark corridor, as well as a crooked staircase that extends from the first floor to the second floor.

The players scattered in pairs and walked towards the surrounding rooms.

No one wants to step into the gloomy corridor without any light - after all, those mice jumped out from there, and who knows if there are any terrifying creatures inside, hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Mo Yi stood there thinking for a few seconds, and walked towards the corridor without changing his expression.

“…Mo Yi.”

Just as he was about to walk in, a female voice called him behind him.

Mo Yi was stunned and turned his head.

I saw Yu Ran standing not far away, frowning at him: "You want to... go in?"

She raised her chin to the hallway that was emitting an ominous feeling, and her slender and beautiful brows frowned even more: "One person?"

Mo Yi subconsciously glanced at the fog following him, and then realized that he could not see him except him, and frowned in a little annoyed.

It seems a bit too eye-catching if you act alone.

But now that things have come to this point, he is in trouble.

Mo Yi shrugged, and a helpless expression appeared naturally on his face: "Because no one wants to go in except me, after all, I can't force anyone else to take risks with me."

Yu Ran pursed her lips, as if she had accepted his explanation, but said to him a little solemnly:

"Then be careful."

Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes relaxed slightly, nodded at Yu Ran, and turned around and walked into the corridor.

The corridor was extremely dark, and darkness enveloped no corner inside, looking like an abyss.

The uneven wooden floor under your feet made an unpleasant squeak, the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and the turbid air made people feel a little suffocated for a moment.

Mo Yi turned on the flashlight and walked slowly inward.

Under the pale beam of flashlight, you can see the floor covered with bloody scratches and claw marks, as well as dripping blood.

The entire corridor is very narrow, like a curved tube, and the gap between the walls makes people feel suffocating. Moreover... there is no room inside the corridor, only a slight light is revealed at the end of the corridor.

The claw prints under the feet extended to the room at the end.

The three mice obviously rushed out from there.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, tightened the flashlight in his hand, and walked towards the end of the corridor.

After walking into it, he couldn't help but be shocked by the spaciousness of the room.

Under the extremely high ceiling, dull kerosene lamps were burning, and the tall tables and counters were a circle larger than normal size, barely standing in place.

Mo Yi walked a few steps inside and looked at the room carefully.

This should be a kitchen.

On the tall stove are black iron pots and kitchenware, as well as scattered knife and fork plates piled up on the table. On the table at the end, there is a dirty, blood-filled chopping board, and a huge rusty kitchen knife is deeply embedded in the chopping board.

Blood slowly slid down the connection between the kitchen knife and the chopping board, leaving a dark dark red mark.

Mo Yi walked forward and saw a bright red tail on the chopping board.

The kitchen knife is embedded in the broken mouth of the tail.

The strange tune of nursery rhymes seems to be in my ears: [They chased the farmer's wife, and she cut their tails]

Mo Yi pursed his lips, but he glanced at the corner of his eyes. Something seemed to be nailed to the wall opposite the chopping board.

He pulled over the stool beside him, stood on it, poked out half of his body and looked at it.

It was a yellowed and dirty note, which seemed to be a recipe that was nailed into the wall in front of the chopping board by nails, covered with oil and a few dried blood handprints, with a few lines of words written on it:

“what_are_little_boys_made_of?

frogs_and_snails

and_puppy-dogs'_tails,

what_are_little_girls_made_of?

sugar_and_spice
To be continued...