Chapter 119

Mo Yi frowned slowly and gazed at the corridor in front of him.

The air was filled with the smell of old carpets and rotten wood, and the faint smell of blood coming from the room behind him blended into a disturbing smell, which spread through the long dead and dark corridor.

He slowly walked out a few steps, the broken carpet under his feet could not cover the floor, and then uttered a groan of despair.

The cracked ground is covered with spider web marks, extending from the door to the dark end of the corridor. It looks like a tentacle coming out of the shadow, deeply engraved on the dusty ground and slowly protruding from under the carpet.

Mo Yi circled the corridor roughly with a flashlight. The cold light column showed every strange detail.

He pursed his lips, and the lines between his brows grew deeper.

It's not likely to be entering an illusion. The purpose of the illusion is to deprive players of their sense of reality and to make them unconsciously follow the guidance of the illusion. Therefore, the dreamland in this replica will try to make the players feel that they have been confused, instead of making drastic changes to the environment in the copy as now.

So, if it's not a fantasy, a copy can change so dramatically without warning

Another possibility leaps into Mo Yi's mind, which makes him have a rapid pulse and shortness of breath --

the opening of the branch plot.

This is the most optimistic and possible guess.

Jiang yuanrou is a veteran player with rich experience. If she can understand the hint given to her by Mo Yi when she was in the corridor just now, and realize that the key clue of this copy is her experience in the previous copy, it is not very difficult to open the branch plot.

In addition to the trace in the room just now - Jiang yuanrou may have entered the room and found the key clues. In addition, she has met Edwin, who is locked in the room, so she can only grasp more clues than he, not less than him

Wait, Edwin, locked in the room!

Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes are slightly stunned. He frowns and stares at the appalling situation in this corridor, and his heart is filled with indescribable uneasiness.

Subconsciously, he clenched the flashlight in his hand, rubbing its hard metal shell with his cold fingers.

Mo Yi started his steps and walked in the direction he had just arrived according to the route in his memory. His pace was rapid, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. The walls around him gathered up the echo of his steps, which sounded very disturbing.

He walked through the long, dirty, dusty corridor, turning its forks.

Mo Yi was more and more frightened.

The walls in the corridor seem to have been shaken by something, twisted and skewed. The head of the corridor is covered with startling cracks like spider webs. The whole corridor seems to have been twisted by one hand, and the ground has become rugged.

Finally, he came to the corridor where he had just left.

The wall lamp in the Central Plains of the corridor has been extinguished. There is a deep darkness in front of the corridor. There is a palpable silence in the darkness, which makes people wonder whether there is something hidden in the dark.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, and his palm was covered with a layer of cold sweat. He adjusted his flashlight, and then walked to the deep corridor without hesitation.

Everywhere the lights went, it seemed that the more we went in, the worse the corridor was - bricks and dust falling from the ceiling, the dirty wallpaper rolled up to reveal the cold, gray walls, and the smell of disaster filled the corridor.

Mo Yi's eyes stay on the right wall for a few seconds.

There is a large mirror, the fuzzy mirror is covered with dust, the surface of the glass is full of messy dense cracks.

In one corner of the mirror, through the thick dust and dense cracks, we can see a fragmentary fuzzy palm print on the surface of the glass - this should be the "window" Edwin had let him see before.

He looked inside, where there was another corridor and a blood red door. Only his own image was printed in the center of the cracked mirror. The light in his hand was the only light source in the corridor, leaving small spots on the broken mirrors.

Mo Yi moved his Adam's knot, and his throat was dry. With his movements, he felt a burning pain.

He breathed slowly, then turned his head and looked at his side -

although he had already prepared himself, Mo Yi still took a breath when he saw the scene in front of him.

The wall of the house in which Edwin was shut was completely twisted; the door panel had been squeezed out of the door frame and broken into pieces scattered on the ground. The iron plate lay in the dust not far away, leaving only a half board attached to the shaft of the door and dangling in mid air.

The black twisted door frame grinned at Mo Yi, revealing a silent and ironic laugh.Mo Yi only felt that his breath was stuck in his throat, and his head was dizzy and suffocated for a while.

…… The door opened.

Before his confused mind could react to the situation in front of him, he saw a pale hand stretched out of the door without warning, grabbed Mo Yi's arm, and then pulled him into the door!

Mo Yi felt dizzy in front of him. He hit the cold and hard wall heavily behind his back. The twisted and uneven surface hit his back, bringing a burst of unbearable pain.

A pair of hands hooped his arms, so that he could not move against the wall.

Mo Yi subconsciously wanted to struggle, but only heard a familiar voice close to his ear:

"it's me, don't make a sound."

Jiang yuanrou?

Mo Yi's eyes widened slightly due to surprise. For a moment, he even forgot to resist. A strong force took the flashlight away from his hand, and then only heard a slight "click" sound. The light column of the flashlight disappeared in an instant, and his eyes suddenly fell into a dark without light.

In the dark, only two people's disorderly intertwined breath sound.

Jiang yuanrou, with a slight shiver in her gasping voice, approached Mo Yi and quickly said in a low voice:

"now I understand the relationship between this copy and the previous one..."

She paused and added in a low voice, "thank you very much."

Mo Yi held his breath in the dark, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a breath, "have you opened a branch copy?"

Jiang yuanrou's breathing voice suddenly stagnated, and then he said in a hurry: -- Yes, but I didn't really want to... "

In the middle of her speech, she suddenly stopped and added in a dignified voice:

"no, it's not the time. We have something more important."

Then, without waiting for Mo Yi to say anything, Jiang yuanrou sped up and said:

"this copy and the boss of the previous copy are the same person, both Edwin. Edwin's father is a serial murderer. He confines the victims to his basement for torture. When he was a child, Edwin was also the object of his father's perversity My father was arrested and put in a mental hospital, and he was sent to a host family to grow up. "

Mo Yi listened quietly, and his eyes fell thoughtfully into the darkness -

according to the prompt that "up is down", although this layer is the top layer, it should be the deepest layer of Edwin's consciousness, that is, the killing corridor of his father when he was a child. Therefore, the boss of this layer is Edwin in in his childhood.

Jiang yuanrou continued to say:

"Edwin's host family is not good to him. The mistress does not treat him as directly and violently as his father, but treats him in a cruel and covert way..."

She pauses, adding: "I think it was this extreme separation of paternity and motherhood that led to Edwin's later split into two personalities, one male and one female."

Mo Yi leaned against the wall and listened quietly. The cold feeling of the wall behind him intruded into the texture along the thin clothes. He could almost feel Jiang yuanrou holding his palm next door and trembling slightly. He only heard her speed up her speech and continued to say:

"what I said just now is based on the clues I found in the previous copy, and what I found in this copy is supplemented After finishing Edwin's experience -- "

Mo Yi frowned slowly, interrupted her, and asked in a low voice:

" wait, can you tell me what happened in the last copy now? "

Jiang yuanrou's face looks a little fuzzy in the dark. She takes a look at Mo Yi, then shakes her head in a hurry and nods again:

"I can't say that The game doesn't allow you to communicate with the player's previous copy, but after the branch plot is opened, the two copies have been merged by default. Naturally, the game will not prevent players from communicating clues in the copy they are in. "

After a pause, she continued, "that's the only benefit of opening the branch line ahead of time."

After that, Jiang yuanrou did not wait for Mo Yi to react. He continued with the topic just now: "Edwin was admitted to medical school. He chose to treat mental illness in an extreme way, so he was stopped by the hospital. So he chose to go back to his father's old house and conduct experiments in private --"

Mo Yi pursed his lips, and recalled the room just now in his mind A mountain of corpses.

Jiang yuanrou went on to say:

"later, Edwin changed from treating mental patients with extreme methods to killing them. Later, he was arrested and diagnosed with schizophrenia."

As soon as Jiang yuanrou's voice dropped, she heard a familiar metallic voice:

"dangdangdang! Congratulations to Mo Yi, player No.02, for unlocking the hidden plot of the escape game

the branch task has been opened, and rich points will be awarded for completing the branch task. Please continue to work hard! "

Hearing the sound of metal in the air, Jiang yuanrou seemed relieved. She let go of Mo Yi's palm, stepped back a few steps, and then said in a deep voice:"In this copy, up is down. We seem to be close to the ground now, but we are actually deeper."

Her words suddenly stopped, then she turned her head and looked at Mo Yi deeply:

"if we want to leave Edwin's spiritual world, we have to go back -"

go back?

A ridiculous idea flashed through Mo Yi's mind.

Before he asked, Jiang yuanrou gazed at him in the dark and whispered:

"yes, back to the third floor."

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