Chapter 106

Mo Yi's breath was stagnant, and his heart missed a beat.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor appears vague and distant in the dark, and the thin whimper is introduced into the eardrum, which makes people feel creepy.

Under the palm of the hand, Jiang yuanrou's icy skin suddenly tightened, and her breath voice changed.

Mo Yi had no time to think about it. He put his flashlight in his pocket, then held Jiang yuanrou's arm with his spare hands and lifted her from the cold bathtub.

Jiang yuanrou's throat overflows with a trace of painful breathing.

Mo Yi lowered his voice and asked, "can you still go?"

The unsteady sound of water reverberates in a dark room, and the drip sound is still ringing continuously. The sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door seems to amplify in my ears.

Jiang yuanrou nods at random, then reaches out and presses Mo Yi's arm. The relay lifts her body out of the bathtub and steps out.

She had been in the cold water of the bathtub for too long, cold and wet and shivering unconsciously.

Mo Yi can even hear Jiang yuanrou's teeth shaking and colliding.

Her legs and feet became stiff and numb due to the blockage of blood circulation. At the moment she stepped out of the bathtub, she could not help but feel a soft knee and almost knelt down.

Mo Yi holds Jiang yuanrou's elbow with quick eyes and hands, and the pressure of the other party's weight instantly transfers to his injured palm.

Mo Yi can't help but take a breath. His expression on his face is distorted in the dark. Under the impact of Jiang yuanrou's weight, most of his arms are numb, and the pain on his thumb joint seems slight.

More than once, he suffered from his weakness.

Mo Yiqiang resisted the pain in his arm, lifted Jiang yuanrou up a little, then lowered his voice and asked:

"can you still walk?"

In the dark, he felt Jiang yuanrou's long hair on his shoulder and neck moved slightly, as if nodding.

The strong smell of blood dissipated around him. Mo Yi even imagined that he could hear the sticky sound of blood gushing out of his wound.

He and Jiang yuanrou supported each other and walked forward. The light behind him was weak and dim, shining on the bathtub arranged in front of him, reflecting a pale cold light.

Mo Yi didn't dare to turn on the flashlight. The vague cry and footstep still lingered in the corridor outside. At the moment, turning on the flashlight was almost equivalent to exposing his position, so they had to grope forward in the dark.

Jiang yuanrou deliberately lowered her breath, trembling and shortness of breath. She explained in a low voice:

"the wound is a side effect, and it will disappear in about 20 minutes."

Mo Yi knew it immediately.

It's no wonder that the two players who are tied to the equipment in the mental hospital are dead, but Jiang yuanrou can still be awakened.

He breathed a sigh of relief - fortunately, he had not used the in-game props before, otherwise he would bear such a heavy injury, and he was not sure whether he could survive the rest of the copy.

Jiang yuanrou obviously has better physical fitness. After leaving the cold bathtub, her body quickly regained its vitality. Although her legs and feet are still inconvenient, she doesn't need to put her whole body weight on Mo Yi.

They soon arrived at the door of the room.

They stopped at the same time, leaned their bodies against the wall by the door, and listened attentively to the corridor.

Mo Yi repressed his breathing to a point where it was almost hard to hear. His brain was spinning rapidly and he conceived a map of this layer.

Just now, according to the sound of his voice, the "strange" should have come from the left side of the room.

And this is the first time he's heard it in this time.

According to the shape of the corridor he passed along the way before, it can be seen that the corridor on this floor should be circular.

So, different from the negative three floors The negative second floor is much bigger than he thought.

The sound of the footstep gently knocked on the floor in the distance. The vibration of the sound passed through the dark corridor and passed into the eardrum. With a faint whimper, it slowly approached Mo Yi in this direction.

Mo Yi held his breath and concentrated, estimating the distance between them in his heart.

Now the other party should be in the corridor where he just got off the elevator. If you walk to the left, you will have a great chance to meet it face-to-face. Then right is the only choice.

But now Mo Yi is hesitant, do they want to hide in the room where he hid just now?

He turned his head and looked at Jiang yuanrou standing beside him. Her petite body was tightly attached to the wall behind her, and her body trembled slightly along the arms of the two people ---

Jiang yuanrou is not in good condition now, Mo Yi is not sure whether her body can support her to walk so farAfter all, he had not been to the deep corridor on the right, and did not know what was hidden there.

However -

Mo Yi's brows are tight, his pale lips are pursed into a tight line, and his dark eyes are full of thoughts.

But The next room is too close to here.

It gave him a very bad feeling.

The footstep sound in the background slowly aggravates, the faltering whimper spreads in the open corridor, which makes people uneasy.

Mo Yi's eyebrows jump - it's not the time to be indecisive now. He has to make a choice immediately.

He reached out and held Jiang yuanrou's arm. His fingers exerted a slight force and left as soon as he touched it. He made a gesture under the weak light to indicate that Jiang yuanrou would follow him to the right.

Without further delay, they went to the door one after the other.

The atmosphere in the corridor was dull and tight, and the heavy and depressing atmosphere enveloped them. They were careful not to make any sound and crept forward in the dim darkness.

Mo Yi subconsciously looked at his back.

In the corridor not far from the fork in the corridor, a narrow area is illuminated by a faint light. The dim shadow forms the edge of the light, and they are standing at the deepening extension of the shadow.

In the faint light, there is a shadow on the ground -

it seems that it is a long hair head, slowly moving up with the sound of footsteps, approaching.

Mo Yi's heart is tight, and his steps subconsciously quicken. He takes back his eyes and stays in the dark chaos on one side of the corridor for a moment.

That's the room where he just hid.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, bit his teeth, drew back his eyes, and then reached out to hold Jiang yuanrou, who was a few steps behind him. They walked together into the dark corridor.

The front is a silent darkness, quietly waiting to step in - the unknown is the most frightening, the space in front of which has not been set foot in is shrouded by numerous uncertain factors, which makes Mo Yi unable to help but have no bottom in his heart.

Behind him are clear footfalls and whimpers, as well as the soft "rustling" sound of cloth rubbing against the ground.

Even though Mo Yi's eyes have long been used to the dark, the corridor without any light in front of him is still impenetrable by his eyesight. There is only a blur, which even makes Mo Yi have the illusion that he has not opened his eyes.

Even so, he was still staring at the front, one hand holding Jiang yuanrou's cold and shivering body due to blood loss, the other hand stroking the wall, and walked cautiously to the deep.

After walking for a short time, Mo Yi's palms tightly stuck to the wall touched the edges and corners.

His eyes lit up - the corner.

Mo Yi holds Jiang yuanrou's hand slightly tight. They speed up their pace and then turn a corner.

The eyes of the moment opened up.

There was a faint light at the end of the corridor, broken tubes hanging in the air, tangled wires connected to the ceiling, dangling down the corridor, and the dim light swayed with it.

The pale light can't dispel the thick darkness in the corridor. It can only leave shaking shadows on the walls, bringing a faint sense of uneasiness.

There are two rooms in this corridor, the doors are closed.

Mo Yi pushed the door as he passed by. The two doors were locked and could not be pushed open.

The sound of the footsteps behind them seemed not to be very clear soon after they turned the corner, which made Mo Yi relax a little.

He and Jiang yuanrou walked to the end of the corridor and soon came to the broken lamp.

The light tube hanging in the air makes a slight "buzzing" sound, and the shaking wire is stretched under heavy load. It is almost worrying whether it will fall suddenly without warning.

As they turned the corner, they saw a more secluded and silent corridor. The walls on both sides trapped a narrow and narrow space, which made people unable to breathe freely.

Mo Yi looked down and recalled:

turning at the end of the road again should be able to walk to the corridor with "area B" written in blood.

It seems that he is right. The corridor on this floor is indeed circular.

Just then, there was a shrill scream from behind!

The kind of almost inhuman sharp almost pierced the eardrum, as if it were tens of millions of steel needles penetrating the dead air in the corridor, and fiercely penetrated into people's minds, which made Mo Yi's whole body stiff.

He subconsciously turned to look at Jiang yuanrou, found that she also looked over, the two exchanged a tacit look.

The spoils of the other side have disappeared.

Sobbing and footwork pierced the silence and darkness, and sped up the pace.

Mo Yi's heart is lifted up, as if it is tightly held in the palm of the hand by a huge hand, and then the blood in his heart cavity is pumped out.

They quickened their pace!Just then, a ward appeared on one side of the corridor.

Mo Yi subconsciously reached out his hand and pushed it. To his surprise, the door slid smoothly into the darkness and opened.

The door of this ward is half open!

They looked at each other quickly and walked in with each other's arms. The door was closed behind them in silence.

It was dark before my eyes.

There was a strong smell of blood and filthy rot in the room, which made people suffocate and nauseous.

The whole room was filled with an unsettling air of strangeness.

Mo Yi listened to the outside for a while, then reached out his flashlight, felt for a while on the cold metal tube, and then carefully pressed the switch with the lowest brightness.

With a slight "click" sound, the light of the flashlight lights up in the closed and oppressed room, illuminating the scene in front of him -

Jiang yuanrou takes a breath of cool air, while Mo Yi frowns tightly.

It was a corpse nailed to the wall, staring at the door with bloodshot and gray eyes. The incomplete face was twisted into a strange shape because of terror and pain. At the foot was a dry pool of blood, which almost covered the whole room.

The upper part of the body is exposed with white bones, and the flesh and blood fragments cut by the knife are nailed on the wall behind, forming a pair of giant butterfly wings.

It's exactly the same death as the negative three layers.

Mo Yi's eyes fall on the remnants of the modern cloth on the opponent's body, and his eyes stay on it for a moment, and his brows are tighter,

- this is also a player.

At this time, he seemed to think of something. He turned to Jiang yuanrou and asked, "this copy..."

Jiang yuanrou seemed to see what he was going to ask. She shook her head calmly, and a wry smile came over her face:

"I know what you want to know But it's not. "

Her voice sounded in the dead room:

"-- this is not a copy of my last experience with Yuanbai 161

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