Chapter 64:

Chapter 64
Mo Yi stared at the grave in front of her eyes, her dark eyes were hidden under her eyelashes, and her thin lips pressed into a pale arc.
The expression on his face was so light that it was almost impossible to predict his thoughts.
Under the dark and dark sky, the twisted walls tightly surrounded a small, narrow land, and the soft and moist soil glowed with a strange dark red under the light of blue light overhead, as if blood was flowing.
Mo Yi looked down at the paper in his hand.
At the corner of that manuscript, a small Latin word was written in clean ink: clavicula.
Although he didn't know this ancient language particularly, according to the clues given so far in this copy, he was still able to guess what it meant.
ClaviculaSalomonis.
The key of Solomon.
In Jewish legend, King Solomon was given the ability to summon the demon and wrote the spells and rituals to summon them in this book. According to the book, it is said that he can summon the real demons.
It is a well-known black magic book in occultology.
However, according to subsequent research, the "Key of Solomon" should be written by the medieval demonologist and warlock King Solomon, not by King Solomon himself.
In addition, its earliest manuscript appeared in the fourteenth century. Later, due to errors in copying and translation, the true original is no longer testable, so it is difficult to really talk about practicality.
Mo Yi lowered her eyes, her lips tightened, and her fingers subconsciously rubbed the thin piece of paper in her hand.
Under the fingertips, the rough and brittle paper surface was stained with a slight body temperature, and the light was reflected by the flashlight.
-And this small half of the hand copy appeared in this copy ...
According to the possible follow-up development in this copy of the hidden plot, it may really summon something extraordinary.
Then it must not be the poor print that was circulating on the market at that time.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the thin piece of paper in his hand was a little heavy, and even the shallow body temperature on it seemed a little hot.
He stuffed the manuscript, which was basically difficult to read more information, into his backpack, then walked a few steps around the open grave in the grave, and cast his gaze again into the dark grave chamber.
The pale head was stained with blood, half of his face was buried in the dirt at the bottom of the tomb, and his half face was straight out of the tomb. A pair of half-opened opaque eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white magpie, facing Mo Yi Cast empty eyes.
Even with mental preparation, Mo Yi couldn't help shrinking.
The skull is clearly facing in the other direction just now.
And within a few minutes he hadn't noticed just now, the mutilated corpse that didn't have any anger moved his position by himself, and once again turned his face towards him.
An unexplainable chill instantly rose from the soles of the feet, climbing along the meridians to the spine, like a bone-associated anthrax.
Mo Yi took a deep breath and turned his gaze.
All kinds of weird things he encountered since entering the game can be said to be endless, even if psychologically prepared, the body will still be uncontrolled and give the most primitive and true response.
After all, it is difficult to get used to the feeling that the materialist worldview has been subverted for more than two decades.
He looked around the whole open space for a week deeply, and seemed to engrave all the scenes in his mind, then turned and walked outward.
Outside the house is more elusive than inside, and the variables are greater. The longer you stay outside, the less secure it is.
Mo Yi finally glanced at the light blue countdown hanging above her head, pursed her lips, and walked inward.
Suddenly, something hard under the feet is particularly noticeable in the soft and watery soil, and it feels awkward when stepping on it.
He froze and looked down at his feet.
I saw a lot of pale bones buried in the dark red soil, and the thin layer of soil above was kicked apart with his movement, exposing the tiny white bones beneath it.
Mo Yi looked up thoughtfully and glanced at the open space surrounded by the narrow and twisted wall.
Only then did he find some clues ... It seemed that every corner of this land was buried with such a small humble soil bag, exactly five in total.
This land ... seems like an obscure pentagon.
Mo Yi's brow frowned tightly. He looked up and quickly looked around the wall surrounding the entire land, drawing the inner shape of the whole house in his heart.
The next second, he clenched firmly, and couldn't help but look at the twisted and narrow walls and the oddly shaped room in front of him again to make sure he was not mistaken.
There are two rooms on the first floor and three rooms on the second floor. If you look at the general shape and direction of the extension, they can form a complete inverse pentagram with this square pentagonal land.
And these two graves are exactly in the middle of this pentagram.
And the only variable is the kitchen.
It is not included in the pentagram system, but it protrudes obliquely, and the roads that must pass through this land are severely blocked and extremely difficult to find.
Mo Yi's eyebrows were slightly heavy-it seemed that he had to search the kitchen again.
But before that, he had some unresolved clues at hand.
Mo Yi looked down at the bone formation in the soil near his feet, and then squatted down, carefully sweeping away the soil that slowly leaked the bleeding from the white bones, exposing the full picture of the bones underneath.
The bones of several small animals are revealed, the small skull and the complete slender tailbone are half buried in the soil, and there are several complete small skeletons below. It looks amazing.
Mo Yi didn't even need to distinguish carefully to know what species they came from--
Cat and frog.
The tiny animal skeletons flashed strange light in the dark red soil, and the sharp color contrast deeply stabbed people's eyes.
At this moment, Mo Yi felt his little thumb was slightly hooked.
The familiar soft touch wrapped around his fingertips and successfully pulled him out of his mind.
Mo Yi pursed his lips and looked up at the sky. The thick, inexpressible darkness seemed to flow faintly, absorbing all the light, leaving only a black hole, and the countdown in the air looked more dazzling .
He has been out for almost half an hour.
The palm of the hand was hooked softly again, and the cool touch twisted along the arc of Mo Yi's wrist bone, as if reminding something.
Mo Yi no longer delayed, ran quickly to the corridor in front of the house, and did not dare to stop for a moment, and gradually accelerated.
He quickly walked through the barren land and followed the long narrow path into the porch.
In Yu Guangli, the darkness behind seemed to faintly move.
Mo Yi burst into her heart, pushed out the strangely shaped door panel, and raised her leg into the room.
The wooden door was crouching behind him. The candlelight in the dim room slightly illuminated his eyes. The familiar smell of rotten wood and dust passed into the nose. The almost smelly Mo Mo, who had just been smoked by the thick smell, could not help but deepen. Take a breath and relax your tight muscles.
The peace of mind after returning to the enclosed space envelops him.
Mo Yi blinked. After applying the light in the room, she couldn't help but be startled.
I saw all the survivors looking at him in shock, half suspicious and unbelievable, everyone stared at him tightly, as if they saw something rare.
Mo Yi's eyes stabbed Mo Yi in his back. He moved his footsteps, but found that everyone's eyes followed him.
Mo Yi thought about it, raised his hand a little awkwardly, and said stiffly:
"……Hi?"
Everyone: "..."
Just then, Yu Ran came up from behind the crowd. After seeing Mo Yi, her eyes widened involuntarily. She stepped forward a few steps quickly and said with some hesitation:
"On your body?"
Mo Yi could not help but hesitated, and looked down at himself along Yu Ran's eyes.
As he was looking for clues on that land just now, the blood stains from the soil stained his clothes, the light-colored coat was covered with fresh blood stains, the scarlet color looked shocking, and the soles were splashed with blood. And mud, even his fingers were red with blood.
The whole person is like going through a massacre.
In other words-like a perverted killer who just finished.
Mo Yi was helpless, looked up at Yu Ran, and asked, "Is there a paper towel?"
Yu Ran nodded, nodded, took a few wet paper towels from his backpack and handed them to Mo Yi.
Mo Yi took the paper towel and wiped his fingers simply and quickly. The paper towel quickly stained with a large light red, which looked shocking.
He didn't care about his clothes and trousers. After all, he was soaked with blood, and he probably won't be able to save it if he wipes it again.
Yu Ranmin, who was a few steps away, said with amazement and half doubt, "You actually survived. I saw the man with scattered limbs crawling down the stairs. I thought ..."
Mo Yi raised her eyes and glanced at her with a smile:
"Think I'm dead?"
There was no special meaning in his eyes, but Yu Ran was hot on the cheeks that he looked at, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Mo Yi looked up at the crowd and saw that they were uncomfortably avoiding his eyes and continued to say:
"There is no imaginary insecurity upstairs. Just avoid the handover every hour, and don't encounter the monsters directly."
Mo Yi stuffed the wipes wiped back into the packaging bag, and put them in the side pockets of his backpack. Instead of paying attention to the wonderful complexion of the crowd, he took a step and walked towards the dark corridor near the stairs.
Yu Ran's heart burst out, and he yelled at him: "Where are you going now?"
Mo Yi paced his face, slightly sideways his face, revealing a small half of the pale face with smooth lines, and the slightly cool voice was slightly muffled:
"kitchen."
Yu Ran took a deep breath, and seemed to have made up her mind. Following her inner instinct, she accelerated a few steps, followed the straight back of the man in front, and then said:
"Come on, I'll go with you."
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