Chapter 65:

Chapter 65
Mo Yi did not expect that Yu Ran would ask his companions, and he could not help but hesitated slightly. He leaned over and looked directly at the woman behind him.
A pair of extremely deep eyes are like the shallow coolness. When he is watching intently, there is always an illusion of nothingness.
Yu Ran couldn't help but a sharp spirit, straightened his back.
Mo Yi looked at her, seemed to be thinking about something, and then smiled uncritically:
"also."
After speaking, he turned and turned on his flashlight, and continued to walk into the corridor.
Looking at the straight and thin back of the man in front of him, Yu Ran took a sigh of relief and relaxed his tight shoulders.
I don't know why. In front of this man, she always gets nervous subconsciously. It stands to reason that she is the older person.
but……
Yu Ran's mind flashed subconsciously.
Calmness and alienation are hidden under the mild appearance, and the dark eyes are always rational and indifferent. Although most of the time, they are silent, but once they speak, it is clear.
Cautious and bold, every step seems to be well thought out, but always makes unexpected decisions.
Straight and focused like an arrow, it always seems to know the next direction.
But his too young face makes it impossible to misunderstand his age.
Yu Ran couldn't see him through, so he became more aware of his difficulty.
She glanced slightly, cleared away the complicated thoughts in her mind, and then accelerated her pace to catch up with the back that had almost melted into the darkness.
The air in the corridor became more turbid, and the smell seemed to be more intense. It was mixed with the decaying smell of wood to ferment into a complex taste, like a life, and the haunting lingering around the nose.
The twisted corridor floor and the wall form a weird angle, almost giving people the illusion of walking in the space-time corridor of science fiction.
The two walked along the corridor one after the other, and the pale white aperture of the flashlight illuminated the path in front of them.
The wooden floor creaked loudly at the feet, and it sounded extremely monotonous in the quiet and cowardly corridors.
The kitchen is at the end of the corridor.
Mo Yi stood at the door. He paused, looked around the familiar layout in the kitchen, then took another step and walked in.
Yu Ran followed him closely and walked in as well.
She squeezed her lips tightly and looked carefully and carefully at the entire pattern in the kitchen.
After Mo Yi went up to the second floor just now, she used to come here to find clues, but it was too cluttered here. There were a lot of scattered clues, but she didn't connect them together, so she also I had no choice but to leave.
Yu Ran lifted his eyes and looked at Mo Yi's straight back, a pair of phoenix eyes flashed a thoughtful look.
This time ... will it be any different?
Mo Yi went to the tall stove in the kitchen and looked at the familiar objects on the table.
Black iron-sized iron pots and kitchenware are stacked in disorderly, a kitchen knife is embedded in the thick and thick chopping board, and a mouse's tail curls on the case.
But unlike the last time, the blood along the junction of the kitchen knife and the chopping board has disappeared like no other trace of blood, and the long tail has also dried up due to blood loss, showing a kind of wrinkle. Baba's dark red.
When Mo Yi came last time, her attention was almost completely attracted by the nursery rhymes nailed on the wall, so she paid little attention to the other appliances on the table.
This time he shifted his target and carefully examined every detail on the table.
At this moment, an iron pot crookedly placed beside the chopping board attracted Mo Yi's attention. It was not large. It looked as inconspicuous as any other kitchen utensils, and was somewhat random. Lying on the edge of the table.
But ... its fringing edge was under the light, showing a strange bright color, just like water stains.
Mo Yi's eyes sank, and he stretched out his fingers and brushed it gently at the edge of the iron pot.
A cold, sticky touch came from his fingertips, and he turned his palms, only to see a bright blood stain on his fingertips.
The pale fingertips and the blood stains on them looked extremely sharp, almost stinging their eyes.
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slowly.
In this copy, the blood of all the dead was basically absorbed, and according to what he saw outside, the blood should be introduced into the land, drunk by the soil, and watered in it Two graves.
Even the blood fingerprints on the wooden door and the weird tail of the weird mouse were no exception.
So why is there blood here?
Mo Yi reached out a hand and lifted the lid of the pot.
A thick smell rushed towards the face instantly, and the strong rusty smell was rotten, which was suffocating.
Fortunately, Mo Yi was forced to get used to the smell when he was outside the house, but frowned slightly and looked down at the pot.
The dark iron pot was filled with blood from a large pot. The dark red color was like flowing, thick and strange.
Mo Yi gently shook the edge of the iron pot with one hand, and the blood inside it instantly caused waves with his movements, printing a faint red mark on the dark pot wall, exposing the white bones deposited in the pot.
The small bones are full of coldness, or they are stacked on the bottom of the pot completely or scattered. With the motion of Mo Yi, the blood is exposed, and the shallow blood marks on the top dissipate and slide, showing their complete appearance.
Again ... the bones of cats and frogs.
Mo Yi froze, his eyes slowly condensed.
This clue appears again and again, and it is no coincidence.
While he was thinking, Yu Ran came over from the side, the probe looked into the iron pan in front of him, and after seeing the contents inside, she frowned slowly:
"bone?"
Mo Yi nodded and replied, "Yes, cats and frogs."
Yu Ran stunned, turned his head subconsciously to look at Mo Yi's lowered side face, a pair of sharp eyes involuntarily enlarged: "Cat and frog?"
Mo Yi heard her tone was subtle, so she retracted her eyes on the iron pan, and stared at Yu Ran:
"What? Do you know anything?"
Yu Ran was uncomfortable looking at his focused gaze, and could not help staggering his gaze, and replied:
"In another room, another room outside the bedroom with the mask, there were three jars. The jars were some moist soil or something. The patterns on the jars were people. , Cat, and frog's head. "
... human, cat, frog's head ...?
Mo Yi froze slightly, two cold-hearted stars suddenly lit up, and the concentrated and bright light in the eyes almost hurt the person.
He looked again at the iron pan on the case, and his pale face was rarely stained with blood.
He knew which demon the former hostess of the house had sacrificed to.
Baal.
The great devil, the chief of Solomon's 72 demon god, is said to have three heads, namely a human, a frog, and a cat.
The worship of him can be traced back to more than a thousand years BC. He is a deity [Baal-zebu] worshipped by the Semitic people. His sacrifices are promiscuous and extravagant. The sacrifice rituals often include children and living people. It is said that this is also his Become a fallen god.
Before he fell, he was in charge of the sun and agriculture-the soil in the pot and the soil in the backyard were also explained.
One argument is that in the Old Testament he appeared under the name of Baal, while in the New Testament his name changed to Beelzebub.
And Besib is the demon in charge of the plague.
Mo Yi's breathing rose slightly, and he looked down at the slightly undulating blood in the iron pot on the wooden case, and the strong pungent rust smell came to the nose-starting from the moment they entered the room, this was thick or light The smell followed them like a shadow, without dissipating at any time.
Demon Barr also has an extremely famous feature.
Bloodthirsty.
Yu Ran stood aside, watching the change in Mo Yi's face. She pursed her lips and reached out to hold his arm. After seeing him look at him, she smiled slightly and said straightly:
"Are you going to open a hidden branch?"
Mo Yi did not expect that she asked so directly, and could not help but hesitate a little.
Yu Ran seemed to have an answer in his heart, and didn't care whether he would answer or not, but he said down to himself:
"I know you have basically the basic context now, but you need some key clues to connect the whole story, so ... I want to team with you."
Yu Ran took a deep breath, and seemed to be afraid of being mistaken for Mo Yi as a player who scored points, and hurriedly added:
"The clues I collected earlier can also be shared with you and help, not ... not ..."
Mo Yi didn't wait for her to finish, chuckled, and nodded.
He didn't really care if anyone came to collect some points. This may be the only conscience of the game. An extra person will not divide the points he should have got, but will recalculate the other party's contribution.
So, as long as the opponent is helpful to him, he doesn't mind teaming.
In addition, Yu Ran made such a direct request for the team, there is likely to be some chips in his hand, and it is very unwise to refuse.
Seeing that Mo Yi nodded without hesitation, Yu Ran took a long sigh of relief, and slightly relaxed his tight neck.
She stretched out her hand, opened her backpack, and took out a small box from the side of the bag.
The square surface of the box is covered with a black luster, and the delicate surface is engraved with three simple symbols. Mo Yi can recognize at a glance that the three simple heads are painted on it: people, cats, and frogs. .
In the middle of the box, there is a shallow dent, which looks like a crooked circle, and that shape always gives Mo Yi a strange sense of familiarity.
The next second, he seemed to think of something. He reached out and touched his pants pocket, deep in the pocket, a hard cold coin struck his fingertips, and the cold touch climbed up along the peripheral nerve, making his fingers Shake slightly.
Mo Yi took a deep breath and pulled out the twisted coin from his pocket. The denomination on the shiny metal surface was six pence.
He put the twisted sixpence in the groove in the box-tightly stitched.
The next second, a slight metal bite sounded.
The box opened.
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