Chapter 158:

Chapter 158
Mo Yi turned his head sharply.
-There is no one behind.
There was silence in the empty room. Only the cold air was flowing silently and slowly. There was no shadow to hide under the lights.
Mo Yi's gaze fell on the big bed in the middle of the room, and there was a coolness behind him.
The soft cloth between them sank shallowly, and the smooth sheet surface gathered irregular wrinkles-and he clearly remembered that when he first entered the door, the bed was flat and clean without any wrinkles.
Just then, he watched another deep depression beside the sunken folds on the sheet.
Mo Yi stepped back subconsciously, but the back waist hit the dressing table behind him. The dressing table was knocked by him. The wooden table leg made a harsh noise on the ground. The room seemed harsh outside.
A dull dull pain spread from the waist and eyes, spreading across Mo Yi's cold body along the nerve, he turned his head to look at the dressing table behind him, but his gaze unconsciously passed the fuzzy makeup. mirror.
In the mirror reflection, he saw a hazy figure on the bed, slowly approaching him.
Mo Yi couldn't help getting his hair upright, and the fine cold sweat was seeping out of his palm. He slowly turned his head to look behind—
Still empty.
However, the wrinkles on the beds in the room were more dense, and the deep dents on the sheets were closer to Mo Yi. The obvious force made the entire flat sheet wrinkled and looked like a broken piece. Cobwebs or stirred lake surfaces.
Mo Yi could almost hear his violent heartbeat beating in his ear. He took a deep breath and glanced at the other corners of the room, looking for a possible escape route--but the room was only so large that he came in before The door leading to the time was a dead end, and the uncomplicated terrain of this pattern did not benefit him in the least.
The traces on the bed were closer, already close to the edge of the bed.
No matter what is pressed on the bed, as long as it gets out of bed and walks no more than ten steps, it is a dressing table.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth and glanced at the other door in the room without a trace-now the door that does not know where it leads is his only chance. If it is unsuccessful, he can only squeeze all the chips in I have the props in my hand.
His footsteps moved slightly, but he ran into something hard.
The strange touch of the soft carpet different from his feet made Mo Yi can't help but hesitated and looked at his feet a little bit-seeing something glittering in the thick long hair of the carpet, it seems that he just stepped back After hitting the dresser, it rolled down from the floor.
Mo Yi glanced quickly at the mirror behind him-the figure had just stepped off the head of the bed, showing a white outline in the blurred mirror, which looked very strange.
His face was cold as if it were a stone. He could almost hear the clucking sound of the friction of his bones as his neck bone turned, accompanied by blood rushing into his head, and the sound of a rushing sound under his cheek and ear, mixing Into a noisy and chaotic buzz, filled with silent background sound.
Mo Yi moved.
He swiftly bent over to take the shiny object under the light into the palm of his hand, and then rushed towards the closed door with a thunderbolt--
He had only one last glance at the fuzzy shadow in the mirror, and pressed his palm against the cold, hard doorknob, then pressed it down hard.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Yi didn't even know if he had opened the door of the room, and felt that he was hit by a sudden whirlwind, and then was thrown into the invisible vortex to stir, the internal organs seem to be All were tossed up and rolled violently in the abdominal cavity, bringing an unspeakable nausea.
The next second, Mo Yi felt as if he was caught by a pair of arms.
The sweaty skin touched the cold and dry air, the familiar smell of dust awakened his senses, and the weightlessness and dizziness finally finally began to fade away.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, then began to cough violently, as if his lungs were coughing out like a hoarseness.
A palm was behind his back, and he patted slowly and comfortably along his back.
The yin covered in front of Mo Yi finally spread slowly. He stopped coughing and saw that he was standing in front of the door that he had walked in before. The dust-covered tapestry was lifted high, and it was patterned on the wall. The fused door has been closed quietly, leaving no gaps.
Wen Zhengzheng's lips were tight, and he looked at him nervously.
Seeing that Mo Yi had slowed down a bit, Wen Yan then spoke, his voice was a little tight: "... Are you okay?"
Mo Yi nodded a little bit, holding Wen Yi's arm slightly upright, then whispered, "What happened just now?"
Wen Yan's eyebrow was carved with a deep arc, and her lips arched tightly, holding Mo Yi's palm a bit too hard: "After you enter the door, the door is closed, I can't enter, so I wait."
He forced himself to loosely hold Mo Yi's palm tightly, and instead slowly wrapped his wrists with his fingers, slightly trembling fingertips gently crushed the mist hanging from Mo Yi's wrist Gray chain with depressing sound:
"You asked me to wait and give you some observation time."
Only then did Mo Yi realize that Wen Yan was talking about his request before the encounter in the hallway—don't rescue him immediately, but give him time.
A bracelet Wen Wen could pull him out of it directly, but because of Mo Yi's previous sentence, he suppressed his obsessive-compulsive obsession and waited in anxiety.
Mo Yi stared at Wen Yan's light-colored eyes, suppressing his emotions, holding Wen Yi's cold palm back, stroking him comfortably on the back of his hand, his voice was low and soft:
"You believe me, don't you?"
Wen Yan's eyelashes trembled, and put the cold forehead on his forehead, and replied softly:
"Yes."
Mo Yi smiled and kissed gently on his cheek: "... thank you."
Wen Yan seemed to finally relax from his tight and depressed state. He gently folded his arms and pressed his cold cheek tightly against Mo's neck, and whispered, "If you wait another minute, you Haven't come out yet, I— "
He clenched his teeth tightly, as if to force himself to swallow the next words into his throat. Light-colored eyes gazed at him, and his face was reflected in his eyes.
Mo Yi patted him on the shoulder calmly, then suddenly remembered something, could not help but hesitated:
"So, didn't you pull me out just now?"
Wen Yan took a deep breath and shook his head: "No, I'm just responsible for catching you."
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. He didn't remember whether he had pressed the door handle of the door, but the door was just opposite the door into which he entered the room. Ah the same way.
Everything that had happened before in that room came to Mo Yi's mind so clearly, he suddenly realized that he was still holding the glittering thing he picked up from the carpet tightly, and It's not too late to see.
Mo Yi lifted the other palm that he had been holding tightly, then slowly released his already stiff and white fingers, and the contents of his palm were exposed under the light of the flashlight.
I saw a ring lying quietly in his palm. The ring of pure gold snapped tightly together like an anvil snake. The golden wheat ears surrounded a complete ruby. The cut surface reflects the mysterious halo of pigeon blood red under the light of a flashlight. It is also dotted with a circle of fine gemstones. It looks extravagant and luxurious. Even if you drag it, you can feel the heavy weight of the ring, but according to the wear on it The traces show that the ring is some years old.
Mo Yi slowly turned the ring in his hand, and saw two delicately carved letters on the inside of the ring: T.E.
It stands to reason that this should be the initials of the first name, but who would this be? Will it be Mrs. De Klaus?
Mo Yi frowned in confusion, he turned over and looked at the beautiful ruby ​​ring in front of him, but he could not find any other clues except that he could see its excellent appearance, exquisite workmanship, and extremely expensive. .
He had to give up temporarily, put the ring into the small pocket inside his pocket and keep it, then looked down at his watch: he has been away from the group of players for almost an hour, and now they should be able to do poorly No more.
Mo Yi turned his head to Wen Yan and said, "Let's go, we should go back."
Wen Yan nodded, turned and followed Mo Yi's steps, and passed through the heavy snow-white tents in the room with him again, returning to the same way as walking through the maze.
After a long turn around, Mo Yi finally saw the other players in the room again.
They saw that they were staring at the wall of the room, and that weird portrait was hanging upright in place, not even moving at all, and closely overlapping the previous dust marks.
Mo Yi's gaze hurried across the room.
There was a mess on the ground, dried and peeling pieces of paint scattered everywhere, scattered canvases and corpses were everywhere, and the crevices of the carpet were full of wood chips and silk threads on the canvas.
It seems that what happened before when Mo Yi tried to destroy the oil painting in the room happened here again.
He slowly stepped forward a few steps, and several other players in the side hall noticed Mo Yi's figure. Zhao Nan walked over, looking carefully at him, and asked in a bad voice: "You just went Where is it? "
Mo Yi glanced at him indifferently: "Just walk around."
After that, he looked up at the oil painting hanging on the wall and raised his eyebrows and asked, "It's over?"
His tone was bland, but it sounded like an inexplicable taunt, which made Zhao Nan, who was already frustrated and furious, sinking into his face, gritting his teeth without leaking his emotions.
At this moment, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground rang at the entrance of the side hall, and a familiar figure appeared in the sight of everyone-a thin figure like a shadow, a pale and fuzzy face, and a meticulous and straightforward dress.
The butler who has disappeared for nearly a day is standing at the door and staring at everyone.
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