Chapter 108

Mo Yi's fingers slowly tightened, and his fingertips turned pale with force.

The smooth surface of the ID card reflects the weak light of the flashlight, which seems to take the slight temperature of the human body.

His brow slightly frowned, a pair of dark eyes staring at the photo on the certificate in his hand, silent thoughtfully.

At this time, a slight groan came from the darkness not far away. It sounded in the shadow near the door, and it was very clear in the narrow and closed room.

The voice interrupted Mo Yi's thoughts. He was stunned, raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

In the dark under the closed door, a shadow was shaking in the dark, like a dry leaf.

Mo Yi was stunned. In an instant, he recalled that Jiang yuanrou had just thrown his whole body to one side in order to block the door. At that time, the situation was so urgent that it was difficult to control his strength.

And her abdomen is still injured

In his mind, Jiang yuanrou's abdomen clothes slowly Yin halo of dark blood, Mo Yi's eyebrows jump.

He reached out to pick up the flashlight he had just put on the ground, stuffed his ID card and wallet back into his backpack, then stood up and walked quickly to the door of the room.

With the torch light approaching, Jiang yuanrou's thin figure curled up in the shadow is revealed.

In the light, her pale, bloodless face was revealed, her brows were tightly wrinkled, her eyes were closed, and the red blood was slowly oozing from her broken lips. She looked miserable and embarrassed.

Mo Yi squatted down with a dignified face. He stretched out his hand and carefully changed Jiang yuanrou into a position that would not press her wound. Then he lowered his voice and comforted him:

"now I want to take a look at your wound."

Jiang yuanrou raised her eyelids with difficulty, and some of her lax pupils focused for a while. She gave a low "um" and then stopped making a sound to prevent her painful breath from overflowing from the back.

Her blood was congealed on her abdomen, and her blood was frozen on the dark.

The smell of blood was stronger in the air.

In principle, the best thing to do now is to cut or cut the clothes to prevent the wound from being damaged again However, the game does not allow players to put any weapons into the dungeon.

With Mo Yi's strength now It is very difficult to tear a complete garment. If you try to tear it, Jiang yuanrou will be injured.

Mo Yi pursed his lips, took his backpack off his shoulder and took out two painkillers.

He knocked open Jiang yuanrou's clenched teeth with his fingers, stuffed the painkiller into her mouth, and whispered:

"hold on."

After that, Mo Yi gently grasped the hem of Jiang yuanrou's clothes with his fingers and carefully pulled her clothes up.

The fuzzy sound of the flesh and blood being pulled sounded in the dark, and the strong smell of blood deepened with Mo Yi's action.

The cut in her stomach was exposed.

In the dim light, Jiang yuanrou's white abdomen was carved with several bloody incisions. The edge of the wound was clear and smooth. Through the separated skin, the bright red muscle tissue could be seen. Brand new blood gushed out along the wound and slowly dropped to the ground from her waist.

Mo Yi approached a little, but she could not help but feel a little frightened --

on her trembling and undulating skin, those deep wounds, the shape looks It's like a simple butterfly.

At this time, Jiang yuanrou grasped Mo Yi's wrist with all her strength, and her manicured nails were deeply embedded in his arm -

her lips wriggled a few times, and she vomited out a few fuzzy and trembling syllables:

" Li, li Noodles... "

Mo Yi was stunned. A conjecture flashed through his mind in a flash of lightning.

he regained his concentration and looked at Jiang yuanrou's abdominal wound. He saw that there was something shining in the deep of the wound.

Mo Yi's breath is slightly stagnant.

He quickly took a small roll of bandage from his backpack, put it between Jiang yuanrou's teeth to prevent her from biting his tongue, and whispered:

"I'm going."

Jiang yuanrou closes her eyes.

Mo Yi presses Jiang yuanrou with one hand, and penetrates the finger of the other hand along the open wound on her abdomen. The warm and sticky feeling embraces his fingers. The body under the palm is shaking wildly, and Jiang yuanrou's mouth is choked with painful sobs.

He clenched his teeth and continued to poke his finger into the wound. His fingertips touched something hard. Mo Yi's eyes brightened, and he pinched the hard foreign body with his fingertips, and then moved back.

Mo Yi's hands tightly hold that warm thing soaked in blood. There is a layer of hot sweat behind him. He gasps slightly and turns his head to look at Jiang yuanrou——Her face was pale, her long, sweaty hair pressed against her cheek, her eyes closed, and she seemed to have fainted, but she was still shaking.

Mo Yi raised his heart and looked at Jiang yuanrou's abdominal wound again --

to his surprise, those deep wounds on Jiang yuanrou's stomach began to heal slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The smooth and clear wound slowly closed together, as if there was life, and the separated flesh and blood were slowly adhered to the skin, which looked like magic.

Less than half a minute later, the wound on Jiang yuanrou's stomach had completely disappeared, and only the thick bloodstain covering her skin was still at the site of the wound.

Mo Yi picked her eyebrows in surprise and unconsciously touched Jiang yuanrou's stomach.

The skin under the palm is warm and moist, with slight tremor, indicating life and vitality.

He remembered that Jiang yuanrou had told him that the wound on her abdomen was the result of using props in the copy, and the sequelae would disappear in an hour. What he saw just now should be the whole process of the disappearance of the sequela.

At this time, Mo Yirou took out the bandage and saw that she was about to move her eyes.

Jiang yuanrou opened her eyes, but her eyes were still out of focus. She took a few deep breaths with trembling, and then looked at Mo Yi:

" Have you got it? "

Her voice was hoarse and broken, with a slight tremolo.

Mo Yi nodded gently, and then sent the contents of his palm to Jiang yuanrou's eyes -

in his bloody palm, there lies a small key quietly, which is different from the bronze one Mo Yi found before. This one is bright silver white and shimmers under the cover of layers of unfinished blood.

Jiang yuanrou seemed to relax. She took a long breath. Her neck softened and she fell back. The back of her head made a "Dong" sound on the door panel.

Mo Yi is not in a hurry to ask questions, but patiently waits for Jiang yuanrou to recover from the intense pain just now.

After a few minutes, Jiang yuanrou's pale face regained some vitality. She took a few deep breaths and then straightened up with the wall beside her.

Mo Yi reaches out to help her, let Jiang yuanrou's back lean on the door plank, changed a proper posture.

Jiang Yuan sat up with Mo Yi's strength, took a few deep breaths, considered for a few seconds, and then explained to Mo Yi simply.

Mo Yi slightly lowered his eyes, listening carefully, while combing and integrating Jiang yuanrou's experience in his heart.

In fact, the room where Jiang yuanrou encountered hallucinations was the room where he passed by with blood and butterflies on the wall. After breaking the illusion, she found the two keys in the room -- one brass and one silver white. However, before she could do anything more, she was caught by the "strange" wandering in the building.

In a hurry, Jiang yuanrou uses props. Although she can't escape, she can also ensure that the other party can't hurt her body before the effectiveness of the prop disappears.

However, in the struggle and pulsation, she accidentally lost the brass key, leaving only the silver white key in her hand.

At that time, she had fallen into the hands of the monster, so in order to prevent the remaining props from being taken away, she hid the key in her abdominal wound due to the use of props.

Just now, the time for the side effects of the props was up. However, due to the existence of foreign bodies in the wound, they could not heal, so they caused severe pain, which made Jiang yuanrou unable to resist for a moment and made a sound.

After listening to Jiang yuanrou's words, Mo Yi is lost in thought.

It seems that this floor is very similar to the previous floor. They will confuse players with hallucinations. If players untie the illusion, butterflies drawn in blood will appear on the walls, and key clues will be given. However, the monsters wandering in the corridor are almost the same except for gender differences.

The two floors are very similar except for the different maps.

This makes Mo Yi involuntarily associate with the habit of gender stratification in some mental hospitals - so although the two floors are different floors, the rules are almost the same.

So What about the negative floor?

Mo Yi's throat is a little dry and astringent, and he moves the laryngeal knot slightly, which depresses the uneasiness in the bottom of his heart.

Looking at Jiang yuanrou, he lowered his voice and asked:

"can you still go?"

Jiang yuanrou reaches out and presses her abdomen, and gives a gentle "hiss".

She looked up at Mo Yi and said, "if the side effects caused by props contain wounds or pain, then painkillers are useless."

Jiang Yuan Rou pauses and shows a pale smile:

"but it is still very useful for the residual pain after the side effects disappear, so I should be ok now. "Mo Yi nodded and reached out to help Jiang yuanrou up from the ground. They stood quietly for a moment in the dark, listening to the movement in the corridor outside -

the corridor was a dead silence.

There was no whimpering, no footwork, no cloth rubbing.

Jiang yuanrou and Mo Yi looked at each other in the dark, then stretched out their hands and opened the half closed door. They walked out one after another, slowly and cautiously, as if afraid of disturbing something in the dark.

The silence in the corridor was eerie, almost chilling.

When they left the room completely, Mo Yi suddenly felt a strong uneasiness, like a huge hammer pounding his heart, bringing faint pain and suffocation.

He subconsciously turned his head behind him.

In the darkness at the end of the corridor, a vague figure stood quietly.

Mo Yi's scalp explodes, and the chilling sense spreads from the bottom of his heart, and an idea runs through his mind like lightning.

Just now it knew that the two of them were hiding in this room, so it pretended to go far away, and without making any noise, came back in the dark and waited quietly

Just to wait until they come out!

Mo Yi was cold from head to foot. He heard himself yelling at Jiang yuanrou:

"run!" 161

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