Chapter 23

Mo Yi was surprised.

He couldn't help but step back and hit his back against a hard chest.

At the same time, a deep voice sounded in his ear: "what's the matter?"

Mo Yi couldn't help being in a trance for a second.

How does he feel Is this tone a little familiar?

However, Mo Yi is searching hard, but he can't remember where he heard the timbre.

He turned his head and looked behind him. Song Qi was standing against the light. The light behind him blurred his face and was looking down at him.

Mo Yi "..."

Although they are about the same size, but How do you feel the goods are a centimeter or two higher than him?

He blinked, as if nothing had happened to Song Qi, and then turned around and handed him the odd note.

Song Qi took a deep look at him and took the note.

A few other players on the side also noticed the unusual trend here. They all came together and stretched their necks to look at the note in Song Qi's hand.

That line of blood red twisted text, almost everyone's back a cool, subconsciously screen breathing.

my turn？

It means Now, what about the unknown?

The air in the whole room was silent for a moment. Only the voice of some people's laryngeal knots shaking and rolling could be heard.

A man finally couldn't stand the atmosphere at the moment. He broke down and grabbed Mo Yi's skirt. His bloodshot eyes protruded and his black pupils tightened because of tyranny and fear. He growled:

"what the hell have you done?! Do you want to kill us all to be satisfied? "

Mo Yi is caught off guard and dragged by. He holds each other's wrist with his hand subconsciously, trying to break free.

However, he is too weak chicken, he was directly raised by the furious man.

Mo Yiqiang???

All of a sudden, a slender and beautiful hand reached out and gently grasped the man's hand, but there was no force. The man howled bitterly, shook and released Mo Yi's hand, and retreated several steps in trembling.

Mo Yi's sharp eyes saw that not far away, the man's thick wrist turned to the opposite direction strangely.

Suddenly, a figure stepped forward, blocking his view.

Mo Yi was stunned and looked up at the man in front of him Song Qi?

Song Qi's eyes were heavy, but he could not see his emotions. He stretched out his hands to help him straighten his collar. His cold fingertips unconsciously crossed the red mark on Mo Yi's neck.

Mo Yi is excited by the temperature of his fingers. Subconsciously, he looks up. But before he can say anything, Song Qi has already released his hands as if nothing had happened.

He turned to the impulsive man.

The man's eyes were full of fear, and his face was as white as paper because of pain. Seeing Song Qi coming to him, he shivered back, but he still could not match his height and leg length, so he reached out and held his wrist.

Just listen to a sour "click" sound, wrist return.

The man was shaking with pain, and the sweat was dripping down the lines on his face.

Song Qi looked down at him and narrowed his eyes: "I'm sorry, I don't know what to do."

After that, he stopped and suddenly gave a low smile: "especially when someone started to do something to my friend."

The man murmured and trembled his lips, one hand protecting his still aching wrist. He didn't dare to say anything more. He hung down his head in dismay and cast a sinister and resentful look at Mo Yi Di.

The atmosphere was embarrassed for a moment.

Mo Yi cleared his throat. In order to ease the tension, Mo Yi opened his mouth and said:

"I think this note should be a game for foreign children, called the gallows. One person left the gallows, the other went to look for the body. After finding it, the two pictures can be spelled into a complete word."

He looked down at the crumpled piece of paper in his hand. The scarlet and twisted characters on it were frightening.

Mo Yi pursed some dry lips and continued: "however, there are many versions of the game. According to the hints at the beginning of the game, the rules in this copy may have something to do with hide and seek, but now there are too few clues. What the specific rules are will have to wait for us to figure out."

All of you After listening to your explanation, we are even more afraid.

The air is filled with treacherous silence, the unknown fear opens the invisible arm, slowly covers the whole crowd, quietly devours the remaining reason in everyone's heart No one knows what will happen next.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the hall.

It turned out that several other people who went out to look for clues ran back. The two groups of people looked at each other, and both noticed the expression of confusion and fear on each other's faces.

The man opposite was holding a piece of paper that was very familiar to him.

Mo Yi is stunned. He steps forward quickly, reaches out his hand and looks at the note in his handThe familiar crooked handwriting, drawing the same gallows, said: "find me"

the other party is obviously at a loss, stuttering to explain: "I I don't know where it came from. I just went back to the room where I woke up and there was this note on the ground

Several other players who followed the man nodded, showing the same note in their hands.

Mo Yi frowned and fell into meditation.

At first, he thought it was a one to many, ghost catching game.

He was a ghost at the beginning of the game, but when he found the victim and completed the picture, "the other party" became a ghost and wanted to catch the next victim.

But now, more people have notes in their hands, and the rules of the game have become more confusing.

What's the meaning of "my turn"?

Mo Yi's heart has a faint uneasiness.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. He was startled, raised his head, raised his voice and said to the crowd, "everyone, go to the room where you wake up and see if you can find the same note!"

Everyone woke up like a dream, nodded in succession, and scattered in a few seconds.

The hall lost more than half of the people in an instant.

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at Song Qi. He bent his lips and said, "thank you just now."

Although Mo Yi looks good-looking, but most of his time is a calm and rational expression, so he appears particularly indifferent, inhuman and extremely difficult to approach.

Laughing at the moment, I can't open my eyes for a moment.

“…… It's a piece of cake. " Song Qi Leng for a long time to reply: "don't care."

He stopped for a moment, and the appearance of aggressive lateral leakage almost disappeared. Song Qi moved away some flashing eyes and tensed his jaw nervously. He whispered:

"and You're too thin. It's not good. "

After that, he turned around in a hurry and dropped a sentence: "well, I'll go and see my room, too."

Looking at Song Qi's back and half of his black hair reddening ears, Mo Yi thought about it for a long time, and suddenly came to him:

so Is he shy?

Mo Yi thought without any sense of guilt: This Song Qi is not so difficult to get along with.

A few minutes later, they all came back to the hall. Everyone seemed to be out of their wits, holding a familiar piece of paper tightly in their hands.

Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes are slightly heavy, and the conjecture in his heart has been confirmed.

Just as he was about to say something, he only listened, and there was a sharp ringing in the hall.

The ugly metal bells reverberated in the open orphanages, making them noisy and strange.

The bad memory brought by the ring tone of the last copy makes Mo Yi's body tense.

However, the next second, Mo Yi's eyes flashed with a look of Zheng Zhuo:

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