Chapter 44

Mo Yi:

Wang Zezhi:

Is it a secret of evocation to speak ill of others behind their backs?

Mo Yi stopped for a moment, turned around and said sincerely, "it's great that you're OK."

Wang Zezhi: Big brother, your acting is a bit fake.

Song Qi stood in the back light at the end of the corridor. The dim light in the hall behind him gave him a light halo on the lines of his side face.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward and stood in front of Mo Yi. Song Qi chuckled, raised his hand and wiped his face with his finger pulp.

Mo Yi didn't respond for a moment. Subconsciously, he blinked his eyes and looked at Song Qi in a daze.

Against the light, Song Qi's expression is obscure, a pair of light colored eyes focus on him.

His voice was as usual: "blood."

Mo Yi returns to his senses at the moment. He follows Song Qi's movements and looks at his outstretched hands. He can see that the slender white fingertips are stained with a little red, which makes him look very eye-catching.

Mo Yi suddenly: "Oh, thank you very much."

After that, he raised his intact palm and wiped it hard in the place that song Qigang had just touched. His pale skin was instantly stained with a layer of red by his rude actions.

Mo Yi looks at Song Qi standing in front of him and asks, "is there anything else?"

"Wait a minute." Song Qi's voice is low. He reaches out his hand and holds up Mo Yi's face. He gently wipes the remaining blood on the floating red with the thumb of his right hand. He is careful as if he treats a treasure.

Mo Yi was frightened by his sudden action for a few seconds. He had no time to dodge and was caught.

When he regained his consciousness, he felt his cheek sink into the cold palm of the other party, and his long Fingerbone was holding his mandible tenderly and irresistibly.

Song Qi's face is also close, cold breath gently close to Mo Yi's cheek.

Breathing is intertwined.

Mo Yi can't help but get hot, as if the palm of the other party's hand is also stained with the temperature of his own face, some ironing the skin.

He coughed awkwardly, turned his head and broke free from Song Qi's palm, and then stepped back without trace.

The distance between the two was suddenly opened.

Song Qidun, as if nothing happened, put down his palm in the air and said, "there is no more now."

Wang Ze, one of his faces, stood beside him in a complicated way, holding his arm with an eye and without saying a word.

“……” Why does he always have the illusion that he has been stuffed with a mouthful of dog food?

At this time, Mo Yi seemed to think of something. He turned to look at Wang Zezhi and said, "by the way, your forehead..."

Wang Zezhi remembered that there was blood on his forehead that had been dripping from the ceiling before. He shook his hand with a smile, shook his head and retreated: "I, I, I will come by myself, I have a tissue."

Please don't let the person next to you emit low pressure! What a terrible look in his eyes!

I don't want to wipe my face at all. Thank you!

Wang Zezhi wanted to cry without tears.

Mo Yi took a look at him and swallowed the rest into his stomach: in fact He just wanted to remind him that Wang Zezhi had put all the paper towels in his place when he was bandaging him.

Suddenly, Mo Yi felt that his left hand was touched by something cold.

He was stunned and looked at his side.

Song Qizheng, with a complicated face, gazed down at his forearm, which was cut off by his cuff. A thick bandage was wrapped on it, and his thin arm was wrapped in a thick circle. The dark red blood was permeated out. The pale skin without bandage was covered with blue purple and dried blood scabs caused by blood stasis.

"Are you hurt?"

Mo Yi didn't care much about nodding and replied, "it's OK. It's not very painful. It's still normal. It won't affect the next action."

Song Qi lowered his eyes, moved his lips with some difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: " I'm sorry. "

Even though he knew that the other party was a dangerous person whose position was not very clear, Mo Yi could not help feeling soft when he saw his slightly fragile expression at the moment.

He reached out his hand hesitantly and rubbed the other person's head. His voice was unusually soft:

"it's not your fault."

After that, Mo Yi turned his head and looked at Wang Zezhi standing on the side. His face regained his usual calm and sense:

"well, enough greetings are enough. The top priority is to find all the orphan's bodies. We don't have much time."

Behind Mo Yi's back, Wang Zezhi's eyes are wide open. Song Qi, who was also a mysterious and domineering man just now, is standing in the same place with a stiff face. His face is red with the speed visible to the naked eye, and his ear tip is also red, which makes him wonder whether the other party is steamed.——I'm afraid it's not replaced, right?!

-- Wang Ze's face coldly kicked over the dog food delivered to him.

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after Song Qi joined in, the speed of the three people increased significantly. They went from room to room with high efficiency, breaking the ceiling above their heads and making the bodies on their heads see the sun again.

What's more, they soon found that as long as the ceiling is opened, the room will slowly become old and damaged, just like the magic spell on the house has been removed and restored to the time line.

Mo Yi stood in the empty library room, stopped his hands, wiped the thin layer of sweat on his forehead with his hands free of blood, looked around the peeling wall for a week, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"is there any place we haven't taken care of except the hall now?"

Wang Ze Zhi thought for a while and shook his head: "no more."

While listening to Wang Zezhi's words, Mo Yi counted the pieces of corpses found above each room, and then came to the conclusion:

the bones above the hall should be children's arms.

Mo Yi slightly drooped his eyes, long and black eyelashes covered the complicated look in his eyes. He paused and took over the words: "let's go, let's go and open the secret room of the hall."

With that, he turned and walked out.

Wang Zezhi and Song Qi followed him and walked in the direction of the hall.

After entering the hall, the three of them smashed the ceiling above their heads together. The dust mixed with the smell of smell and decay occupied everyone's senses in an instant.

Don't even frown.

He raised his head and looked at Wang Zezhi, who was standing on the chair and leaning half his body into the ceiling, raised his voice and asked, "have you found it?"

Wang Zezhi's voice came from overhead: "yes, it's the arms of children Well, there are sun Xiaoyan's

Mo Yi nodded. Before he said anything, he just heard the sound of "click" from the ceiling. The cracking sound of dental acid was introduced into the eardrum. A crack spread on the ceiling and split the spider web like gap at a very fast speed.

Mo Yi's heart is tight, the secret road is not good.

The whole orphanage itself was a shoddy building, and after they opened the ceiling, its timeline returned to its old state of disrepair - it was easy for them to destroy the supporting structure of the ceiling.

Sure enough, the whole ceiling vibrated violently twice, and then it collapsed.

Mo Yi subconsciously raised his arm to protect his head, but he didn't want a strong attack. He pulled him aside. Half of his body instantly fell into a cold embrace. The smell of fog in pine forest after rain lingered in his nose, which was neat and clear.

Song Yi's arm just goes away.

"The wound on your arm can't hold up and be hit," he said with a disguised cough

Mo Yi pursed his lips, said thanks, and looked back at the hall again.

The floor of the hall was in a mess, the broken ceiling partition was in a mess on the ground, the top of the head was only a layer of black supporting surface, dust rustled down, bones and flesh mixed with dust fell on the ground - the smell of putrefaction became more and more strong.

Wang Zezhi, standing on the chair, seemed to be stunned. However, his upper half of the body was already on the ceiling, so he was hardly affected.

He slowly looked up and then looked down. Finally, he looked at Mo Yi rigidly, showing an embarrassed smile: " Sorry? "

Mo Yi shook his head: "it's OK. The ceiling should have collapsed."

As soon as the voice dropped, the whole hall began to grow old at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wall peeled off, the wallpaper wrinkled, and the stench almost turned into substance. Mo Yi turned his head and looked behind him. It seemed that the same changes had taken place in the corridor and the rooms deep in the corridor.

Unlike the room they were in when they first entered the copy, the whole house was old, but everything was well preserved and undamaged - it was not like a house a hundred years ago.

And now The whole building quickly fell into decay.

As if Pulled back to the real timeline by the whole.

A few "clatters" and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded deep in the corridor - and the ceiling of several other rooms must have begun to fall.

The stench is getting stronger.

Mo Yi stepped forward to examine the bones on the ground, and his eyes could not help being stunned. Among the arm bones on the ground, a pair of arms tightly held a rabbit doll full of dust.

In a daze, he stepped forward again and searched the bones of the ground:

there was no teddy bear.

Mo Yi's eyebrows tightly wrinkled, lips pursed without a trace of blood color.

He squatted down and began to count the bones of his hands one by one.

After counting, Mo YILENG for a few seconds, then turned and ran into other rooms, carefully counting the scattered bones on the ground.There are skulls in this room, so it's hard to count them wrong.

After counting, Mo Yi turns around the room, his eyes are a little confused.

At this time, a familiar mechanical female voice sounded in her ear, calling back Mo Yi's mind:

"congratulations to player Mo Yi, you have completed the branch task: extrication, task reward has been sent to your account, please collect it after the game is over."

Mo Yimeng raised his head and looked out of the window with dark eyes:

there is one hour left before the end of the game.

The branch line task has been completed.

He pursed his lips, turned and walked into the hall, saying in silence:

there are two bodies missing from these bones.

It's, to be exact, the remains of a pair of brothers.

They have a teddy bear.

The author has something to say: explain why the orphanage did not collapse after the completion of the feeder line.

Because the last school was made up of Zhao Qiulan's resentment, she was released and the school would collapse automatically, but this orphanage is not.

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