Chapter 53:

Chapter 52
With the harsh "squeak" sound, the shabby and twisted house door opened inward, and the cold breath came slowly from the dark door, mixing the smell of dust and rotten wood.
And ... a smell that was barely captured.
The people walking in front stepped up, turned on the flashlight they carried, and walked into the house.
The cold white beam of light can hardly penetrate the darkness in the room, and the light circle is shaking throughout the room, shaking with the shaking of people's wrists, shaking from one corner of the room to the other, but it is still impossible to see the whole picture.
Suddenly, just then, the whole room suddenly lights up!
Everyone was shocked.
In the corners of the room were old, worn-out candlesticks with faint candlelights swaying and shaking slightly, lighting up the whole room.
Such a weird phenomenon makes everyone dim.
A senior who walked ahead swallowed a saliva, moisturized his sore throat, and said hoarsely, "Go, go."
The group carefully entered the porch slowly, and then one by one into the room.
Mo Yi stood behind the crowd and walked inward with everyone's steps.
Before entering the room, he turned his head subconsciously and looked behind him.
The three newcomers who didn't choose to come in tightly, seemed to be close to giving them strength, standing on the barren ground, and behind them were endless darkness, faintly squirming.
The countdown in the sky with a flash of fluorescent blue was exceptionally unknown.
The fog followed him, and a pair of light gray pupils looked at him unpredictably, and the pale lips touched a tiny arc, waiting quietly.
In the last copy, he needed a player to open the door to be placed in the copy. This time, perhaps because he borrowed the light of such an open platform, he could directly enter the copy.
Mo Yi frowned slightly, his expression in the dark eyes was a little complicated.
I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Although this mist has not revealed any negative tendency for him, and even helped a lot, but can not help but admit it-such a spirit behind him who is always with him is still intimidating.
What's more, his addition means more variables, and even the difficulty that may continue to increase.
At this moment, a player walking next to him approached with a probe and looked in doubt with Mo Yi's gaze, but only saw a void, and could not help asking:
"What's wrong? Did you find anything?"
Mo Yi shook his head, his eyes calmed: "Nothing, let's go."
The mystery in the mist is as much danger and uncertainty as his body.
For example: Why does he follow himself? Will even follow the real world, why do you repeatedly help him? What is his identity and why is he so attached to himself?
His gut tells him: all these issues are extremely critical.
Mo Yi pursed his lips, turned and walked into the room. He pulled the half-open door with his palm and deliberately stayed for more than ten seconds, glancing at the mist for a moment.
The cold and sharp facial lines softened a bit, and the light gray eyes were like the light mist in the morning. He bent his lips slightly restrainedly, stepped forward, and walked in through the gap opened by Mo Yi. .
His cold breath came closer, and a low voice passed: "Thank you."
Mo Yi's face remained unchanged, but Mei Yu wrinkled secretly, followed behind the other person and walked in.
A freak-shaped, worn door panel slumped behind him, stirring up a burst of dust, falling down in the dim light.
The space in this room is much larger than when viewed from the outside.
And, what's even more weird ... is not just the outside, the inside of the room is also distorted.
The uneven floor is connected to the crooked walls, above which is a twisted ceiling, covered with moss and dust, all the furniture inside is crooked, and there is almost no straight line in the interior of the whole house.
Everything seems to be a twisted and weird collection.
The crowd looked silently into the room, and a crow and a bird were silent.
The sight in front of me is like walking into a distorted dream or falling into another weird world, which makes people almost doubt their eyes.
Mo Yi's face was still faint, his eyes narrowed slowly, and he took a step forward subconsciously.
Suddenly, a strange touch came from his feet, which was completely different from the texture of the wooden floor, but as if something had stood out, holding his soles firmly.
Mo Yi froze and removed his right foot.
I saw a glittering thing stuck in the floor gap under my feet, flashing a light silver light in the dim light of the candlestick.
He squatted down and reached out to look for the shiny thing stuck in the crack of the twisted floor.
After making a clever move, the originally stuck thing was buckled out by Mo Yi.
He placed it on his palm and stood up.
The next few players who saw him here also came around and looked curiously into his palms.
Mo Yi wiped off the floating dust on the surface with his fingertips, carefully looked at the light for a while, then frowned slowly, his eyes flickered slightly, looking a little worried.
The veteran who had been chatting with him outside before couldn't help being curious, and asked, "What is this?"
Others are the same. Looking left and right can't see any brow. He looked at Mo Yi in a haze, waiting for him to explain why.
Mo Yi froze, lowered his voice a little hesitantly, and said with uncertainty:
"It seems like ... a six pence coin."
However, unlike the normal six pence, this coin is also twisted like this room. The irregular circular arcs are crooked with crooked English letters and numbers. The gully is filled with the dust accumulated over the ages. Extremely difficult to identify.
Mo Yi raised his head and glanced unintentionally across the first floor window.
Through the obscure glass, you can see the incomparable darkness, the countdown slowly passing, and the figures of three newcomers standing not far away.
Just then, Mo Yi saw, in that dark darkness-what seemed to be surging.
The dim gray-white appeared in the darkness that devoured all the light, and then slowly protruded from the platform.
It was a pale arm.
Some people also saw the situation outside the house. A tall player hurried to the door and wanted to open the door for the newcomers to come in, but the old wooden door that could not fit the door frame completely at the moment was like copper pouring at this moment. Iron casts in general, can not shake a trace.
Seeing that the door could not be opened, Mo Yi walked to the window in a short stride, slap the window and warned outward:
"Run!"
The newcomers outside saw the turmoil inside, but they could only hear some murky voices inside.
One of the timid players asked timidly: "What happened inside?"
The other person beside him settled down, his voice changed a bit under the influence of fear:
"Just ... I know there is nothing good going into the house, they don't listen ..."
Before he could finish speaking, a sour "creak" sound sounded in the back of his head, like the sound of a cracked wooden branch breaking, or the cracking sound of crushing bones.
The three turned around at the same time.
I saw a tall "person" digging out of the darkness off the platform, first with slender pale arms, then with thin legs, and the whole body seemed to be drawn with crooked lines.
The imbalanced body was revealed.
He wore a crooked tuxedo and a worn top hat. His long, twisted face was blurry and pale. He could not see the features, and only a cracked mouth was humming in a low and terrifying voice.
The three screamed in horror and turned to run.
The twisted man stretched out his arm, which was distorted like a branch, and with a wave of his pale, deformed palm, he pulled a person who hadn't run too far back, tearing it hard—
The hot blood splattered, and the man's head was ripped off!
He dropped the horrified dead body in his hands, but just took a step forward, and his long legs had stepped out all the way, his face with a bowler hat approached the next victim, and his pale face showed a strange smile.
The humming in his mouth was a little louder.
He stretched out his palm, like catching a toy, and caught the second person, despite the person's struggle and screaming, and pulled it hard-the second skull was torn off, and the fracture could be seen To Bai Shengsheng's bones, dazzling blood splattered from the throat, and splashed onto the "man" 's narrow, unfitting tuxedo.
The third man finally ran to the door of the house at this moment, shaking the doorknob desperately and helplessly.
Sweat and tears filled her face twisted with fear, and she screamed in horror: "Help! Help !!!!"
His voice was hoarse, like weeping blood, and trembling like dead leaves in the wind.
The door didn't move.
The "man" took a big step forward again, twisted palms struck, pulling the woman's hair, and then only a slight movement of her fingers, her neck bone heard a cracking sound of Kara, and her body was soft Hanging down.
The outside was quiet at the moment.
The humming voice in that man's mouth became particularly clear in this weird silence:
"... he.bought.a.crooked.cat ... which.caught.a.crooked.mouse ..."
He pulled the player's softly fallen corpse, his thin legs took a twisted step, collected all the corpse fragments and his skull, hugged it in his slender pale arms, and walked back into the darkness.
There was a dead silence in the room, with only a depressing breath.
Fear seemed to be pervasive, and every pore was drilled into everyone's heart.
Mo Yirong was pale, holding on to the six-pence coin subconsciously, and even his knuckles turned white—
He whispered:
"There.was.a.crooked.man,
and.he.walked.a.crooked.mile,
He.found.a.crooked.sixpence
against.a.crooked.stile;
He.bought.a.crooked.cat,
which.caught.a.crooked.mouse,
And.they.all.lived.together.in.a.little.crooked.house. "
[There is a twisted person,
Walking on a twisted road
Six pence twisted in my hand
Step on the twisted steps
He bought a twisted cat
The cat caught a twisted mouse
They live together in a small twisted house]
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Due to the recent changes in daily work schedule, I will change it to noon qvq every day
ps: Jinjiang seems to have automatically removed all spaces recently, so I had to manually separate the English ...
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