Chapter 8:

chapter eight
Mo Yi then crawled up and reached out to pick up the notebook that was scattered on the ground. Even if he tried his best to restrain, his fingers could not help shaking slightly.
The notebook is thin and doesn't hold much weight in your hand. Its corners are slightly yellowed, and it is apparent that it has been viewed for many years, but the opened pages look flat and new, and they do not look like a book from more than nine years old.
Mo Yi waved away the thoughts in his heart and read from the beginning.
I saw on the first page that the familiar Juan Xiu's handwriting neatly wrote:
"On April x 1993, my parents loved me very much, and my teachers and classmates cared for me very much. Today will be a wonderful day."
After turning back two pages, Mo Yi's eyes became confused.
On each page, except for the date, the content on each article is exactly the same, even the punctuation has not changed.
He jumped back a few pages, turning his fingers suddenly.
The content on the notebook was originally performed daily according to the date, but it suddenly broke for seven days. In the next article, the content suddenly changed: "On December 28, 1993, my mother loved me very much, and my teachers and classmates cared for me , Today will be a wonderful day. "
... what about dad?
Mo Yi pursed her lips and continued to turn backwards.
After that, the pages have been torn and smeared. Because it is too long, I can't tell what was written before. When the next page can be seen, the date has reached 1994:
"On January 7, 1994, my teachers and classmates cared very much for me. Today will be a wonderful day."
Mom, too ... is gone.
Mo Yi froze. Suddenly, a scene passed through his mind: the blood color spreading in the women's toilet, the third compartment without blood, the blank circular vacancy in the pool of blood, and the paleness rolling down at his feet. Human head.
He was shocked, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning. The previous clues seemed to snap together like gears at this moment, and cold sweat slid down his spine.
"I seem to know ..." Mo Yi said to himself.
Jiang Yuanbai leaned over and looked at Mo Yi's notebook tightly in a fog, asking, "Ah? Know what?"
"Remember the women's toilet on the first floor?" Mo Yi asked him without a question.
"Of course." Jiang Yuanbai took a nap, and the blood on the ground and scratches behind the toilet door could make him have nightmares for at least a few months.
"The third toilet without blood, ask the little girl with the ball, the injustice who stayed on the ceiling ..." Mo Yi said faster and faster: "Does it sound familiar?"
Jiang Yuan turned pale and nodded hesitantly.
"I didn't think of it at first, because there were too many versions of this story, and these phenomena in the toilet were not exactly the version that everyone knew ..."
Mo Yi continued to mutter as if immersed in his own thoughts.
"--But all versions have common features, such as: the little girl who stays in the third compartment, and the mirror and ceiling cannot be seen after using the toilet."
Jiang Yuanbai listened, and quickly interrupted Mo Yi: "Wait, wait, what version is not available, what are you talking about?"
Mo Yiru woke up at first, looked up at Jiang Yuanbai, and said concisely:
"Hanako in the toilet.
One version of it is: the mother who murdered her derailed husband fell into madness, then killed her daughter in the third compartment of the school toilet, and then committed suicide. So later it was said that Hanako was permanently trapped in the third compartment. If you knock on the door and ask "Hanako come to play?", She will appear. Also, in the toilet where Huazi appears, the most taboo is to look in the mirror and look up at the ceiling. "
Jiang Yuan's mind flashed the blood fingerprints on the ceiling of the toilet on the first floor, and he couldn't help shaking and goosebumps.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Yi held up his notebook and pointed the writing on it to Jiang Yuanbai.
"Father disappeared first, then mother was gone."
"Then, look here." Mo Yi clicked the bottom left corner of the page of the notebook with his slender fingers, and saw that there was a small ball with a bright red stroke.
In the silence, the little girl's weird giggles seemed to sound in her ears again: "Did anyone see my ball?"
"So ... So ..." Jiang Yuanbai stuttered. "In the toilet ... in fact?"
"No." Unexpectedly, Mo Yi shook his head. "The little girl should not be Zhao Qiulan. After all, there are follow-ups to this note, which means she must not have died in the toilet."
Jiang Yuanbai even shivered: "... that?"
"I guess that should be the content of Zhao Qiulan's grievances, and Hanako in the toilet happens to have something in common with her experience, so it will appear in this image." Mo Yi raised her finger and tapped on the notebook Knocked, his eyes darkened.
"Today will be a wonderful day ..."
Jiang Yuan stunned for a moment, as if remembering something, and said, "This seems to be a psychological therapy. Every day tell yourself that today is beautiful, so that your day will be better."
Mo Yi smiled briefly, but there was no slight smile in her voice: "So, every sentence here is reversed, her parents don't love her, and her teachers and classmates don't care about her."
Jiang Yuanbai nodded slowly, the atmosphere was a bit heavy for a moment.
Suddenly, without warning, the female voice that appeared at the beginning broke the tranquility and said in a cold, mechanical tone:
"Dangdang Dangdang! Congratulations to No. 08 player Mo Yi, and No. 05 player Jiang Yuanbai to unlock the escape story of this escape game!
The side mission is open, and completing the side mission will reward you with rich points. Please continue to work hard! "
Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai stunned at the same time, looked at each other, and ran to the window together.
I saw the black sky without a trace of light, suspended by a countdown that was still slowly passing, and under the countdown, a small, blood-red line appeared:
"Sideline missions: ??? The mission completion reward: ???"
"Well, is there any reward for this game?" Jiang Yuanbai looked at WTF with his eyes staring out the window.
and many more……
Mo Yi keenly grasped the point and turned his head to Jiang Yuanbai with a shocked look: "What? Means that this escape game has no reward?"
Jiang Yuanbai nodded painfully.
"The last time I entered this game, after the exhausted escape, this junk game left me a broken note that read: Congratulations on your successful escape, thank you for your participation, and wish you a happy life."
Jiang Yuanbai's last sentence was held by his throat, with a polite smirk on his face.
Immediately afterwards, he changed his expression of pain and resentment, and continued: "... and behind the note was the countdown to the next game."
Mo Yi: "..." What a pit?
Is this what is called, is the reward for winning the game the next game?
He is also a otaku, and he also likes to watch online novels. He has read a lot of web articles such as Infinite Fear x. However, without any game or system, he will pit it out: there is no reward for customs clearance, the points turned out to be Need to find hidden plot to get!
This game is too out of the ordinary, right? !!
Mo Yi was a little speechless, and looked away from the window.
At this moment, his gaze fell unintentionally to the stairwell, and suddenly his face changed, and he screamed, "Oops! Run away!"
After that, Jiang Yuanbai followed his gaze and looked pale, too.
I saw the thick, almost solid, dense fog, slowly climbing up the stairs, approaching silently, approaching, like a lurking beast, quietly exposing vicious fangs, quiet and deadly.
The two used their desperate strength and ran down the hallway in the opposite direction of the stairwell. After the bell rang, the hallway became extremely long, giving them a chance to escape the thick fog.
Mo Yi gasped against the wall, his face was extremely solemn.
The dense fog only appeared at ten minutes between classes.
They ran to the second floor within ten minutes of the first class, while the dense fog was still on the first floor.
By the tenth minute of the second lesson, the dense fog had swallowed the entire second floor, and even began to erode to the third floor!
This means ... that the movement speed of the fog has become faster.
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