Chapter 77

Mo Yi's heart hopped violently, and a terrifying feeling climbed up along the meridian bones. The creepy coldness pierced into the texture like a sharp blade, cutting through the flesh and blood, dripping blood.

He suddenly straightened his body, his hard soles rubbed against the ground, and a few pieces of wood debris flew down with his movements.

A creepy scene appeared, and the pieces of wood passed straight through Zhou Yunchen's raised face, making fragmented sounds on the ground as if they were passing through the air or water.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Zhou Yunchen's face was still as calm as before, with a slight smile, he looked up at Mo Yi and asked the same sentence in the same tone:

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Wang Zhuo, who was standing beside him, also raised his head, with a smile on his face that was almost carved from the same mold as Zhou Yunchen, which made everyone who was watching them creepy.

Mo Yi's face turned pale a little, and the singing voices in his ears seemed to become clearer, singing over and over again:

“mylove,oh,eme—”

【I love, oh, come to my side】

The sound is long and soothing, as if it has a breathtaking magic.

And in the silence around the body and the thin singing of the gossip, a trace of noise came into the eardrum from not far away.

It was the sound of the friction of the steps on the ground, as if someone was walking slowly outward. Amid the rustling friction, Mo Yi's ears caught a familiar sound.

He murmured like a dream: "...Menglin."

This is... Zhou Yunchen's voice?

Mo Yi was stunned, and an almost absurd guess quickly passed through his mind like lightning, illuminating a white light in front of his eyes.

His breathing stuttered slightly, but for a few moments of stunned silence, the friction of the footsteps became more and more distant, and the soft murmurs caught in his ear just now no longer appeared. In the silence, it seemed that only the lyrics like a curse were left.

Mo Yi gritted his teeth and started moving. He climbed the crooked wooden ladder with his palm, stepped on the crooked ladder with his waist, and then took several big steps without hesitation. He gritted his teeth and jumped down.

As he moved, Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu shook. If a stone was thrown into the calm lake, the reflected scenery on it would shatter and slowly turn into smoke and clouds, dispersing like a phantom.

The soreness and tremor came from the soles of his feet, which almost spread to the bones of his calf. Mo Yi staggered several steps before he could barely stand firm.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief because of the disappearance of these two phantoms, Mo Yi looked up and saw a familiar corner of clothes around the corner of the room. The slow and slow footsteps seemed to step on the carpet in the corridor, from harshness to dullness.

Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't care about the faint pain in his calves. He straightened up and rushed out in one step.

Sure enough, Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu were standing in the corridor, dragging their steps and walking slowly outward. Their movements were stiff, and they looked like dolls, and were pulled forward by an invisible force.

In the dark corridor, the figures of the two were projected by the flashlight onto the twisted wall, and the shadows looked quite hideous and terrifying.

The singing sound seemed to be getting louder, soft and clear as if whispering in Mo Yi's ear:

“…mylove,oh,eme…”

Mo Yi's eyes were dazed in a daze, as if something darkened his vision, causing his steps to pause for a moment.

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears:

“——Leave it”

Mo Yi suddenly became cold all over, and a fine chill appeared in his heart, like thousands of ice needles piercing into his brain, making him wake up instantly.

He held on the wall beside him, and the rough wall skin was cold and hard to awaken his mind a little—

Mo Yi couldn't help but remember the strange dream he had been having. There was a voice that kept asking him to stay, as hard as the slumber of darkness, and the whisper just now... made him leave.

Who is talking? What does it mean in words?

Where are you going to leave? Where are you going to stay?

Mo Yi was confused. He shook his head. The vision in front of him became clearer, and his mind was not as heavy as before. He looked forward. Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu's backs were slowly pushing away the debris piled up in the corridor, and continued to move forward for a moment, as if nothing could stop them.

Fortunately, the traces of the battle with the spider just now made the entire corridor full of broken debris, and the path I deliberately left behind before was also destroyed, blocking the path for the two of them to go out. Otherwise, they would have left just when Mo Yi was in a state of desperation.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and cleared his mind.

Now is not the time to think about this. Once these two players die, all his previous efforts will be wasted.

Mo Yi stepped forward, reached out and pulled Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu's collars, and pulled them back with force.

The two walking corpses were dragged and staggered. They turned their heads slowly and looked at Mo Yi. There seemed to be nothing in their empty pupils. They turned back and then bent down to pull the roadblocks blocking the corridor.

Zhou Yunchen stiffly lifted the broken chair on the ground, while muttering in his mouth:

"Menglin."

A sweet smile hung on his lips, but his eyes were stiff and unfocused.

The singing in my ears is long and sad, as if it can penetrate the wall and pierce the eardrums straight into my eardrums and dance on the heart.

But this time Mo Yi didn't hear any more auditory hallucinations.

He looked down at his two pale and thin arms that could touch the bones, and rationally judged the current situation.

He was afraid that he could not control these two normal adults alone.

Although they seem to have no intelligence now, they will not resist.

Mo Yi kicked the things that were moved away by the two men back to their original position, then looked at the hill made of miscellaneous things, and confirmed that they could not clear a way for a while, then turned around and walked quickly into the house.

But as soon as he entered the house, he found something was wrong.

The players who were originally still in the attic had already climbed down one by one. They were stiff in their movements and their eyes were dull, as if they were listening to something in a daze.

Then, they moved.

With a sweet smile on his lips, his stiff limbs drove his body and slowly moved towards the door. His eyes were staring at the door without focus, as if he was looking at someone through the air.

The singing in my ears was singing gracefully and lyrically:

My love, oh, come to my side!

Watching the players walking towards him, Mo Yixun quickly closed the door with a "splash". The movement was so large that it almost knocked the dust off the door. A slow and continuous sound of slapping the door came from the door, and he was hammering the broken door unstoppable.

Mo Yi grabbed the door tightly, and a clanging sound came from the door panel, which made his hands hurt.

He took a break and turned his head to look at Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu on the other side of the corridor. They were still stiffly pulling the debris piled up in the corridor. Although the speed was not fast, it was stable and lasting.

Mo Yi was anxious. If this continues, sooner or later, these two people will be able to clear a path and follow the voice that tempted them downstairs.

But according to the current situation, once he let go, the few people behind the door will definitely rush out.

By then, it will be one-on-five. Although the bewildered players are not aggressive, it may be difficult to stop them according to his strength.

Mo Yi's eyebrows were furrowed, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his dark eyes shone in complex light on his pale face.

At this moment, Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu suddenly stopped, and then the two of them fell softly to the ground at the same time, making two heavy and dull sounds on the wooden floor covered by the carpet.

Mo Yi was stunned and looked at the scene in front of him in a little astonishment.

A pale face slowly emerged from the shadows in the corridor.

Ivy.

Her slutty voice rang in the corridor: "Don't worry, I'm not dead."

Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly at her: "Thank you."

Ivy's facial expression was stiff and cold. Her dark eyes stared at Mo Yi and suddenly said, "You are not affected."

Mo Yi was stunned: "What?"

The singing in my ears was still singing the same sentence over and over again, which sounded monotonous and weird.

Amid the singing, Ivy slowly twisted her lips and showed an ugly smile:

"It allows people to see the most important people in their hearts, their lovers, their family, their friends, and then magnify your feelings for these people dozens or even hundreds of times."

Confusing the players' eyes and minds, immersing them in full love - happily moving towards death.

Mo Yi lowered his eyes slightly.

Although this possibility has been roughly guessed, I still felt a deep heart when I heard Ivy say it in my ear.

Ivy laughed hoarsely:

"You are the first person I've met to be unaffected."

The twisted smile on her face had disappeared, and her eyes were staring at Mo Yi with dark eyes:

"I've never seen anyone who is so cold-blooded that he doesn't have emotions to anyone."

A smile appeared on Mo Yi's lips. He did not answer Ivy's sharp words, but instead changed the topic and asked:

“Since it can make people see the most important person in your heart, will it work for you?”

In other words, can you see your lover and children?

Ivy's originally clear facial features became blurry and terrifying. She laughed in a hoarse voice: "What do you think?"

After saying that, she seemed to no longer want to say something to Mo Yi, but slowly dissipated into the darkness - just like when she came.

Mo Yi let out a long breath, then leaned against the door and sat down. The continuous and stiff sound of slapping the door came from behind him, which shaking rhythmically, but was firmly blocked and unable to open.

Now that Zhou Yunchen and Wang Zhu were knocked down by Ivy, he had no worries at this moment, just blocking the few people behind him.

Mo Yi looked deeply at the darkness where Ivy disappeared, and his dark eyes were slightly sunk.

Now, her facial features are becoming clearer and clearer, and her face rarely becomes the melting wax oil at the beginning. She says more and more, her logic is becoming clearer, and her mood changes are becoming more and more obvious.

My heart is getting softer and softer.
Chapter completed!