Chapter 66

The lid of the box bounced up with the slight noise and opened a thin gap. The faint and dim light flowed on the black surface of the box, plating a layer of weird brilliance on the simple lines carved on it.

Mo Yi held his breath unconsciously, stretched out his finger, slowly clasped the edge of the cover, and then exerted a little force.

With a dry "squeak" sound, the box slowly opened.

The inside of the box is also completely covered with black paint. The depth is even. After a hundred years, there is no trace of fading. At the bottom of the box, there are some miscellaneous small objects.

On the top are several pieces of paper with familiar styles, which attract Mo Yi's attention.

The yellowing paper is folded into several stacks, which are randomly covered over the sundries in the box, and the light dust covers it, just like a shadow over the paper surface.

Mo Yi took the pieces of paper out of the box, and with his slender fingertips, he cautiously and gently opened the folded ones.

Standing on one side, Yu Ran turns on the flashlight and helps Mo Yi illuminate the paper.

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at her in a hurry. Then he continued to look down at the paper in his hands.

The first piece of writing paper is familiar with the handwriting. It looks rational and plain. Every character is written in a certified and neat way. It can hardly be seen that it is the general people who have experienced the grief attack, but it always seems that there is a kind of inexplicable surprise.

Mo Yi lowered his eyelids and read the contents carefully.

"Dear Esther:

as you know, my grandmother and I were never very close. When she was alive, I had an inexplicable fear of her, perhaps because I was too young. At that time, I always felt a strange feeling in her body.

Her whole breath is like the clothes that have not been dried for three months. Her eyes always make me feel very cautious. The black is like two bottomless holes. I have always been afraid of her. Whether it is her breath of rotting smell or her withered and pale cold fingers like dead people, I dare not approach them subconsciously.

I have never told you that in the year of her death, she left me a black box engraved with many strange patterns as a relic.

I hate to admit it, but it may be the only hope to save our children

This is the end of the letter.

Mo Yi opened the next page. The handwriting on it looked a little messy. There were a few lines of messy and illogical words on it. It even seemed that the preface didn't match the following words:

"Dear Esther:

I began to dream walking and auditory hallucinations again. I always heard people talking in my ears. The voice was hoarse and terrifying. It seemed that I wanted to do something, but I couldn't hear it Qing, I can't remember what he said. I just feel like I'm standing on a cliff, whether it's advancing or retreating, it's an abyss.

I miss you so much, if only you were here. (the line is crossed out)

when I woke up last night, I found myself standing by Erica and John's cots, with their cold little clothes in their hands, full of tears.

By the way, my grandmother's grandmother was burned to death, you know? "

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slowly, and the dark eyes under his long eyelashes flashed with thoughtful light.

You know, in those days, witches were found to be burned by the inquisition.

It seems that the family of the protagonist who wrote this letter has a deep relationship with demonology, which also confirms the source and authenticity of the special key to Solomon.

He subconsciously rubbed the rough edge of the letter twice with his finger pulp, then lifted it open to reveal the third page.

This time, the words are still very short, but the handwriting on them seems trembling and helpless. Several simple words have been wrongly written and scribbled out and rewritten several times:

"God, God, God, ah, God!!! I can't do this, I can't do it! "

The three "gods" were scratched out so hard that the letter paper was scratched with rough cracks.

Words written in lighter ink appear when crossed out:

"hypocrisy".

Cold as iron and stone.

At the end of the page, there are some dark brown spots, which seem to be dried up blood.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and looked a little heavy for a moment - the organs that need to be sacrificed must come from living people, and according to the known parts, it is impossible for only one victim to satisfy the demand.

the paper under the fingertips is rough and cold, and the shallow words are sunken, which makes me feel uneasy.

It seems that She did it in the end.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and tried to get rid of the lingering emotion in his heart. Then he reached out and opened the next page. There was only one sentence on the page, shaking and unbelievable"It works."

[it works. 】

Yu ran on one side frowned suspiciously. She raised her eyes and opened her mouth as if she wanted to ask something, but the next second saw Mo Yi's more and more gloomy face, and she could not help swallowing back the words she had not uttered.

Looking back, Mo Yi has already turned to the next one. Yu Ran is calm and looks at the paper in his hand:

"Dear Esther:

I don't know how to express my ecstasy. I really succeeded. I brought my child back to the world. Now, even if I die, there is no regret.

But their state is a little strange, seems to be very silent, I don't know how to make them happy... "

Yu Ran has a sense of foreboding. She seems to be blindfolded and put in front of the abyss. The next step is a terrible fall. She takes a deep breath and continues to look.

The letter paper has turned to the next page. Yu Ran takes a close look at it, but he can't help being startled by what's on it.

I saw that rough yellow letter paper was full of crazy handwriting, too much force almost cut through the paper, and the despair and madness from the lines almost penetrated the paper, and straight into people's eyes:

"non-no-nononono"

the whole page was full of huge "no".

If you look carefully, you can see another kind of different, calm handwriting under the cover of crazy handwriting. It seems that after writing the following words, reason is eroded by despair. Under the irresistible crazy impulse, the whole paper is occupied with the crazy "no" word, and the previous handwriting is erased.

Mo Yi approached and carefully identified the lines printed on the scratched paper:

"they began to get rashes and had a low fever all night. I dare not ask for a doctor. They already know that my child has died. Is this the punishment of God for me? I can't accept it. I can't believe it -- "

the handwriting at the back of it is so fierce that the last stroke is long scratched and broken on the edge of the whole paper.

Mo Yi pursed her lips, and her face looked pale under the flashlight light.

He reached for the next page.

"There are demons living in my child's body."

After the neurotic doodling, he continued to write in clear writing:

"he wants to go out."

Then there is a big blank.

Mo Yi's fingers steadily turn to the next page. The handwriting on the next page is more and more scribbled and flustered, and there are more traces of alteration:

"now, I know what it is. It has been gone for more than 200 years How could It becomes more terrifying and lethal

I can't imagine if

Oh, my God. What did I do? What kind of mistakes did I make? "

The agony came out of the lines like a sharp knife, as if there were gurgling blood flowing from the rotten wound.

At the bottom of the paper, there is a very familiar line:

"it can never happen, I won't allow it."

at the bottom of the paper, the ink of a sentence at the bottom of the paper is stained, but Mo Yi slowly whispers in his heart the sentence it should have written:

"God please help me".

This pile of writing paper ends here.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and put down the stack of extremely light and heavy paper.

Now, the context of the event has become clear, the last piece of the puzzle of the whole event has been completed, and the complete truth has finally been revealed.

Yu ran on one side sees that he puts down his hand and folds it again according to the crease on the top. He also drops his hand holding the flashlight.

She stares at Mo Yi. His face is a little fuzzy in the dim light. The lines of his side face are covered by dim light, and the expression on his face is not clear for a moment.

Yu Ran is a little nervous.

She organized the language in her heart, then thought about it and asked, "I'm sorry How about it? "

The rest of the speech is hidden in the unfinished aftersound - is this clue worth it?

Mo Yi seems to be awakened by her voice from her meditation this time. A pair of deep and extremely black eyes are raised for a moment, and their eyes instantly penetrate the dim light, which is sharp and eye-catching in general.

The next second, he lowered his eyes again. His long eyelashes covered the light in his eyes.

"Thank you very much," he said with a smile

After that, Mo Yi puts the thin sheets of paper between his slender fingers and hands them to Yu Ran.

Yu Ran subconsciously takes it over and opens it. Just as she lowers her head, she just hears Mo Yi's voice and says, "can we open a branch line now?"

She fixed her eyes, thought carefully, and then nodded gently.

Seeing that she was ready, Mo Yi summed up all kinds of clues he had collected in his heart, and then said it concisely.When his voice dropped, the familiar mechanical female voice appeared again:

"dangdangdang! Congratulations to No.05 player Mo Yi, and No.09 player Yuran to unlock the hidden plot of this escape game!

Branch task open, complete branch task will reward rich points, please continue to work hard

Just as the voice dropped, Mo Yi felt that his left hand was heavily grasped.

Fog?

The familiar cold touch of the hand, with some slight pain, stabbed straight into the heart, the sharp alarm came from the brain, and the ominous premonition was deeply embedded in the mind like a hard wooden wedge.

A strong sense of danger hit him in an instant. He climbed up the spine with cold and greasy ground, almost making his hair stand upright.

Mo Yi suddenly raised his eyes.

The whole body's blood suddenly became cold.

Yu Ran looks at him unconsciously, with some doubts in his eyes. It seems that he doesn't understand why Mo Yi's face suddenly turns pale as paper, and stares straight at her back.

Behind her stood a familiar shadow in the dark.

Pale and fuzzy face can not see clearly, only a pair of black hole like eyes staring at him.

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