Chapter 65

Mo Yi didn't expect that Yu Ran would ask him to go with him. He couldn't help but feel a little stunned. He turned to face the woman behind him.

A bipolar deep eye is like a shallow coolness. When he looks at it attentively, there will always be an illusion of no escape.

Yu Ran can't help but be excited and straightened up.

Mo Yi looks at her and seems to be thinking about something, and then he laughs nonchalantly:

"it's OK."

After that, he turned to turn on his flashlight and continued to walk into the corridor.

Looking at the straight and thin figure of the man in front of him, Yu Ran gives a slight sigh of relief and relaxes his tight shoulders.

I don't know why, in front of this man, she always subconsciously tenses up She's the older one.

But

Yu Ran's face flashed subconsciously in Yu Ran's mind.

Under the mild appearance, calm and alienation are covered. The dark eyes are always rational and indifferent. Although most of the time, they are silent, but once they open their mouth, they will hit the nail on the head.

Cautious and bold, every step seems to have been carefully considered, but it can always make unexpected decisions.

Straight and focused like an arrow, always seems to know the next direction.

But his too young face makes it impossible to mistake his age.

Yu Ran couldn't see through him, so the more he realized that he was not simple.

Her eyes were slightly deep, and her mind was full of complex thoughts. Then she quickened her pace to catch up with the figure in front of her that was almost in the dark.

The air in the corridor became more and more turbid, and the smell of blood seemed to be more intense. It was mixed with the smell of rotten wood and fermented into a complex flavor. It was like living beings, and haunted people's noses.

The twisted and uneven corridor floor forms a strange angle with the wall, which almost makes people feel like walking in the space-time corridor of science fiction.

They walked along the corridor one after another, the path in front of them was illuminated by the pale white light circle of flashlight.

The wooden floor creaks at the foot, which sounds monotonous in the quiet and narrow corridor.

At the end of the corridor is the kitchen.

Mo Yi stands at the door. He stops his pace, looks around the familiar layout in the kitchen, and then starts to walk again and walks in.

Yu Ran follows him closely and walks in as well.

She pressed the corners of her lips and looked carefully around the kitchen.

After Mo Yi went to the second floor just now, she once came here to look for clues, but it was too messy here. Many scattered clues were found, but they didn't connect them together, so she had to leave.

Yu Ran raises her eyes and looks at Mo Yi's straight back. A pair of delicate Phoenix eyes flash through the contemplative look.

This time Would it be any different?

Mo Yi went to the large kitchen stove in the kitchen and looked at the familiar objects on the table.

black iron pots and kitchenware were stacked together in disorder. A kitchen knife was embedded in the thick and thick chopping board, and the tail of a mouse was curled up on the table.

But what is different from last time is that the blood along the joint between the kitchen knife and the chopping board has disappeared like other blood stains, and the long tail has dried up due to blood loss, showing a wrinkled dark red color.

When Mo Yi came last time, his attention was almost completely attracted by the nursery rhymes nailed on the wall, so he hardly paid attention to other utensils on the table.

This time he shifted his focus and examined every detail on the table.

At this time, Mo Yi's attention was attracted by an iron pot placed askew beside the chopping board. It was not big. It looked as dark as other kitchenware. It was quite casually lying on the edge of the table.

But Its pot edge in the light of light, but presents a strange light color, like water stains in general.

Mo Yi's eyes sank, and he stretched out his finger to brush the edge of the iron pot.

From the bottom of his fingertips came a cold and greasy feeling. He turned over his palm and saw that his finger belly was stained with a trace of bright blood.

The white finger belly and a bloodstain on it look very bright contrast, almost stinging eyes.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slowly.

In this copy, the blood of all the dead people is basically absorbed, and according to what he saw outside, the blood should have been introduced into the land, fed by the soil, and watered on two tombs.

Even the blood fingerprints on the wooden door and the tail of the weird mouse were no exception.

So why is there blood here?

Mo Yi held out a hand and lifted the lid off the pot.

A strong smell of blood came in an instant. The bright and strong smell of rust was full of rotten breath, which made people suffocate.Fortunately, Mo Yi was forced to get used to the smell when he was outside the house. He just frowned slightly and looked down at the pot.

The black iron pot was filled with a large pot of blood. The dark red color was like flowing, thick and strange.

Mo Yi gently shakes the edge of the iron pot with one hand. The blood in the pot instantly stirs up waves with his action, and a faint red mark is printed on the black wall of the pot, revealing the white bone precipitated in the pot.

The tiny bones are full or scattered on the bottom of the pot. With Mo Yi's actions, the shallow blood stains on the bottom of the pot disappear and slide, showing their complete appearance.

Again The bones of cats and frogs.

Mo Yi was stunned, his eyes slowly solidified.

It's no coincidence that this clue appears again and again.

Just as he was meditating, Yu Ran came over and looked into the pot in front of him. After seeing the contents, she frowned slowly:

"bone?"

Mo Yi nodded and replied, "yes, cat and frog."

Yu Ran is stunned. Subconsciously, he turns his head and looks at Mo Yi's drooping side face. A pair of sharp eyes stare at him involuntarily: "cat and frog?"

Mo Yi listens to her tone of voice is a little subtle, so he takes back his sight from the iron pot and stares at Yu Ran:

"why? Do you know what? "

Yu Ran is a little uneasy by his attentive eyes. He can't help but stagger his eyes slightly and reply:

"in the other room, that is, the room outside the bedroom with the mask, there are three pots. There are some wet earth things in the jars, and the patterns carved on the jars are the heads of people, cats and frogs. ”

…… Man, cat, frog's head?

Mo Yi was slightly stunned, and his cold heart star like eyes suddenly lit up. The bright and focused light in his eyes almost hurt his heart.

He looked again at the iron pot on the case, and his pale face was rarely stained with a trace of blood.

He knew which demon the former mistress of the house had sacrificed.

Baal.

Solomon, the great demon who is the head of seventy-two demons. He is said to have three heads: man, frog and cat.

The worship of him can even be traced back to more than 1000 B.C., and it is the god worshipped by the Semites [Baal zebu]. The sacrifice to him is luxurious, and the sacrificial ceremonies often offer children and living people. It is said that this is the reason why he became a fallen god.

Before his fall, he was in charge of the sun and agriculture - the soil in the jar and the soil in the backyard were also explained.

One theory is that in the Old Testament he appeared in the name of Baal, while in the New Testament, his name became Beelzebub.

And bezib is the devil in charge of the plague.

Mo Yi's breath was a little short. He looked down at the slightly undulating blood in the iron pot on the wooden table, and the strong and pungent smell of rust was introduced into his nose. From the moment they entered the room, the strong or weak smell of blood followed them as if they were following them, and they never disappeared at any time.

The devil bar also has a very famous feature.

Bloodthirsty.

Yu Ran stands aside and looks at the change of Mo Yi's face. She purses her lips, reaches out her hand and presses his arm. After seeing him, she smiles and says, "are you going to open a hidden branch line?"

Mo Yi didn't expect that she asked so directly, so she couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Yu Ran seems to have the answer in his mind, and doesn't care whether he answers or not. He just says to himself:

"I know that you have basically got the basic context, but you need some key clues to connect the whole story, so I want to form a team with you. "

Yu Ran takes a deep breath, as if afraid of being mistaken by Mo Yi as a player of scoring points. He says in a hurry:

"the clues I collected before can also be shared with you and can help, not It's not... "

Mo Yi did not wait for her to finish, chuckled and nodded.

In fact, he doesn't care if anyone comes to take some points. This may be the only conscience of the game. More people will not take away the points he should have got, but will recalculate the other party's contribution.

So, as long as the other side is helpful to himself, he doesn't mind forming a team.

In addition, Yu Ran's request to form a team so directly is likely to have some chips in his hand. It is unwise to refuse.

Seeing Mo Yi without hesitation, Yu Ran gives a long sigh of relief and slightly relaxes his tight shoulder and neck.

She reached out, pulled out her backpack and pulled out a small box from the side of the bag.

The surface of the square box is covered with black luster. The exquisite surface is crooked and carved with three simple symbols. Mo Yi can recognize at a glance that there are three simple heads: human, cat and frog.In the middle of the box, there is a shallow dent, which seems to be a crooked circle. That shape always gives Mo Yi a strange sense of familiarity.

The next second, he seemed to remember something. He reached for his pants pocket. Deep in the pocket, a hard and cold coin touched his fingertips. The cold feeling climbed up the peripheral nerve, making his fingers tremble slightly.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and took out the twisted coin from his pocket. On the white metal surface, its face was written: sixpence.

He put the twisted sixpence into a slot in the box - perfectly fitted.

The next second, there was a slight metal bite.

The box is open.

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