Chapter 7:

Chapter VII
Mo Yi recognized his face.
... the man who broke down before the game began.
His features had now been shifted by fear and pain, and then solidified by death forever, as pale and distorted as a semi-melted wax figure, and a pair of dim eyes stared in horror into the distance, as if they were two gray glass beads.
Mo Yi stepped back, resisting the writhing discomfort in his stomach, and lowered his voice to Jiang Yuanbai, "Let's go, we should go upstairs."
Jiang Yuanbai also had a look of appetite, nodded his expression, and then ran toward the stairwell with Mo Yi.
The dark staircase entrance was almost in front of it, and it was dark inside. Only a faint ceiling light flickered hardly, almost no effect of lighting, but added a bit of weirdness.
The blood smell was even heavier. Mo Yi turned on the flashlight and took a photo of it, and saw that the bright red blood was slowly flowing down the stairs, converging into a pool of blood, and gradually expanding.
Jiang Yuanbai was preparing to go up the stairs, but his arms were clasped tightly. He turned his head in surprise, only to see Mo Yi's face was pale, his eyes were very bright, and he was staring at the blood in front of him. He whispered. Hurriedly said:
"Nothing, don't go."
Jiang Yuanbai had previously learned the person's precise and terrifying insight in front of him, and now listening to him, he couldn't help but feel hairy and dared not take a half step forward.
Mo Yi's hand tightened tighter, and his breathing was a little disturbed: "Shen Lei, they were separated from us. It was almost half an hour ago. Theoretically, they should have reached the third floor, but after someone died, the blood was It flowed out of the stairwell. "
The answer came: Shen Lei and they were trapped in this stairwell for almost half an hour!
Jiang Yuanbai's body was full of cold hair, and he couldn't help taking a half-step back. The stairwell in front of him looked like a huge mouth that could swallow the light, and just getting close made him uncomfortable.
Mo Yi let go of his hand, curled his fingers against his lips, and whispered in a low voice:
"Someone encountered a ghost in the toilet on the first floor. Theoretically, it should be higher and more dangerous, but except for the corpse on the second floor, there was no spiritual incident that would hurt people ... Impossible, it would never be so easy. The ground is going to the upper floor. "
After speaking, he raised his head, frowned, and looked around, sharp eyes looked around. Suddenly, Mo Yi froze, turned to Jiang Yuanbai, and asked without a word: "There should be a total of five on each floor. A class, right? "
Jiang Yuanbai nodded blankly.
"I remember that the stairwell on the first floor was in the middle of shifts three and four. We just walked three shifts. That means ... there should be four and five shifts on the other side."
Jiang Yuanbai looked for a moment, looked up to the front, and saw the staircase moving forward. There were a total of 1 ... 2 ... 3 ... three classes.
He was so cold that he turned his head and looked back, only to see that the door number in the classroom behind him had become a conspicuous "four."
Jiang Yuanbai swallowed tremblingly, but his throat was as dry as a fire, and the simple rolling of his throat made him feel a sore throat.
At this moment, Mo Yimeng turned his head, stared at Jiang Yuanbai tightly, and asked headlessly: "Axe! Is the axe here?"
Jiang Yuanbai was shocked by him, and nodded quickly.
He has no merit in solving puzzles, but fortunately he likes to work out and has a lot of strength. He just saw a fire axe lying on the ground while running. Just thinking it might be useful, he picked it up and brought it.
Mo Yi's eyes brightened, and he whispered closer to Jiang Yuanbai's ear.
"... Are you sure?" Jiang Yuanbai looked blank.
Mo Yi nodded.
"Okay." Although Jiang Yuanbai didn't know what he meant, he shrugged his shoulders, raised his axe, and slashed the photos hanging on the wall opposite the stairs!
The sharp axe struck through the air, and "stabbed" on the yellowed photo! A sharp and miserable cry sounded, and I was about to break the eardrum. The entire wall was shaking violently, and the photos twisted and raised, as if there was something to escape through the frame.
Jiang Yuanbai clenched his teeth, his gums were about to bleed, and the taste of rust was also tasted in his mouth. He squeezed the axe handle with his palm and slowly exerted strength. Sliding down, leaving dirty marks on the white walls,
"Stab it"
The photo was cut open, the split photo frame fell to the ground, the screams disappeared, and the hallway calmed down.
Jiang Yuanbai gasped in a big mouth, panting, and said, "Look ... wow, how do you know ..."
Mo Yi was also uncomfortable. His head was buzzing, and it took a lot of effort to figure out what Jiang Yuanbai asked. His throat was a little dumb, and it took him a while to get back his voice: "... a guess . "
"It seems I guessed right, there is only one spiritual incident on each floor. The first floor is the little girl holding the ball, and this is the second floor." He drew his finger to the photo lying on the ground, which was now smelly. The blood is sticky beyond recognition, and no specific content can be seen. "So the spiritual events of this floor have already told us from the beginning."
That photo that shows the way.
Jiang Yuanbai suddenly realized.
Mo Yi looked up at the surrounding area, the corridor in front of him had been restored, and two classrooms were in front of the stairwell. He breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "In addition, the picture is the opposite. The transfer also allowed me to confirm this guess. "
Jiang Yuanbai: "... Brother Mo, are you really here for the first time?"
This is terrible, right?
Mo Yi was about to say something. Yu Guang glanced out of the window inadvertently. He immediately stood up and looked dignified: "Come on, we don't have much time."
Jiang Yuanbai looked at the window and saw that Lan Yingying's number had become 3:21.
One more minute!
The two stopped talking and hurried into the stairwell.
This time the stairs were extraordinarily long, the steps were sticky, and the feeling of stepping on them was disgusting. But now they don't care about it either, they rush forward with the fastest speed.
at last! the third floor!
Before they could step up, they just heard the familiar metal bell ringing, monotonous and harsh, but as terrifying as life-saving signs.
The entire building began to deform at a speed visible to the naked eye, elongated, and the third floor, which was just around the corner, became distant again at this moment, and the ground beneath it became soft and sticky.
As Mo Yi ran, he looked behind him with the light, and saw a large basin of blood sticking out from the picture frame hanging at the end of the stairs, and his sharp white teeth chewed his two legs-probably the corpse in the classroom Lower body.
It swallowed the flesh in his mouth after a few openings and closings, then stretched his neck to meet Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai.
"Jump!" Mo Yi shouted sharply.
The two of them flew towards the end of the stairs with all their strength, and then rolled ashamedly and crashed into the corridor on the third floor.
The mouth continued to stretch forward, but at the end of the stairs it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, then slowly retracted back.
Mo Yi felt dark before his eyes, and his head was faint. At the moment of the crisis of life and death, he almost consumed all the energy in his body. He shook his hands and sat up against the wall. The back was sticky, and it was very uncomfortable.
Decided, after returning, he will be a life member of the gym.
He thought, while panting against the wall, suddenly relaxed at this moment, so that the joints of Mo Yi's whole body were clamoring for soreness, and he put his head on the cold wall and took a long breath.
The twisted hallway was silent and dark, and the turquoise wall skin looked like dead skin under the faint light, exuding a decaying breath of death.
The hallway was quiet and scary, and only two rapid breathing sounds could be heard in their ears.
The two sat in the dark for a while. Suddenly, Jiang Yuanbai seemed to think of something. He turned to look at Mo Yi, and while breathing, he hesitated:
"That ... I said, Brother Mo, what kind of occupation are you doing outside?"
Can such a profession produce people like Mo Yi?
As the contact between the two people deepened, Jiang Yuanbai's surprise and doubts became more and more serious.
That amazing reasoning ability, exceptionally accurate judgment, and calmness beyond ordinary people-in addition to weak physical strength, it is really scary.
And this is his first time in this game!
Jiang Yuanbai finally couldn't help asking.
Mo Yi lowered his eyes, his eyelashes moved slightly, and darkness covered most of his face, covering his expression. Jiang Yuanbai heard him say:
"Farm at home, unemployed."
Jiang Yuanbai: "..." I believe you have ghosts!
At this moment, Mo Yi aside suddenly suddenly straightened up!
Jiang Yuanbai, who was still struggling, was taken aback by his actions and hurriedly asked:
"what happened?"
Mo Yi didn't answer, but stared at the ground in front of his face solemnly:
I saw the notebook he found in the second-floor classroom and the document in the document room, and he was scattered randomly on the ground because of his rushing action upstairs.
That notebook is open, facing up.
Through the faint light, Mo Yi could see that on the blank pages before, the fine writing appeared at this moment.
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