Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Jiang yuanrou is stunned: "what?"

Mo Yi turned to look at her, her dark black eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint amber light under the light of the flashlight:

"the most symbolic symbol in this copy is butterfly, which will appear on the wall after the player leaves the illusion, such as the butterfly in the room on the second floor and this one."

Behind him he pointed to the wall.

Jiang Yuan obediently looked at his fingertips, and his eyes fell on the ugly butterfly dyed with blood quietly lying on the wall, and nodded gently: "yes."

Mo Yi looked down at the butterfly in the back of the medical record folder and said in a deep voice:

"all the butterflies appeared because of the end of the illusion and were painted with blood, except for one place -"

he looked up at Jiang yuanrou, and his pale finger tip was on the handwriting at the bottom of the medical record, and then he said in a deep voice:

"and, I saw the same words there

Jiang yuanrou is stunned and subconsciously takes over the thin, dusty medical record book from Mo Yi's hand.

Mo Yi relaxed his hand, then stretched out his hand and opened the door of the room. In a low voice, he said, "let's go."

They walked out of the room one after another. The only light in the corridor flickered not far away, casting a flickering shadow on the bleak walls and dirty floor.

On the floor is that is nailed to the wall of the man's blood, thick dust and blood breath spread in the cramped space.

Mo Yi strides quickly across the scattered paper and broken furniture on the ground and strides forward.

Then it stopped under the pale, icy lamp, which made a slight whirring overhead, illuminating this part of the corridor - and the half open, dark door on one side of the corridor.

Mo Yi stood in front of the door and flashed his flashlight into the door.

The room is as usual dark and cold, the torch light column in the room slowly moving, will be inside the scene one by one.

The iron bed that he woke up was lying askew in the deep of the ward. On it was the tie band broken by Mo Yi. It quietly printed a deep shadow on the cold leather.

In front of the iron bed was the dirty sign, with fuzzy handwriting hidden in the dark.

Mo Yi strides toward the room, and Jiang yuanrou's brows frown tightly and follows.

He stopped in front of the iron bed, and the lamp post of his flashlight fell on the wall opposite the iron bed -

Jiang yuanrou's eyes moved with the direction of the light column in his hand. When she saw the pattern on the wall, she was slightly stunned, and then frowned, and the sight line was firmly adhered to the wall.

In the pale light, the wall was covered with dark brown blood, the dazzling half dry blood printed deep shadow, countless messy graffiti formed a huge butterfly, quietly lying on the wall, staring at her with the eye like pattern on her wings.

Jiang yuanrou's eyes are closely fixed on it, and then slowly step forward, which found that this butterfly and several other differences.

Other butterflies are painted on the wall with blood, and this butterfly It's like fingernails on the wall.

In the rugged undulating lines, there are semi solidified blood and flesh residue, as well as residual nails embedded deeply into the wall. Just watching makes the scalp numb.

Jiang yuanrou's eyes fell on the words made with blood in the corner of the wall:

"stop"

subconsciously, she turned her head and looked at Mo Yi. She was about to ask something, but she saw him suddenly move without warning.

Jiang yuanrou's unspoken words can't help but get stuck in her throat. She just looks at Mo Yi's groping and turning in the room. It takes her a long time to find her own voice and asks in a low voice:

" What are you looking for? "

Mo Yi took the time to look at Jiang yuanrou, then quickly turned his eyes and continued to turn over things:

"suicide tool."

Yuan Rou is surprised What? "

As soon as her voice fell, she heard only the squeak of the iron bed dragged from the narrow room, and the metal bed feet brought a flash of sparks on the rough concrete floor.

Mo Yi realized the ambiguity in his words, stopped pulling the iron bed and stood up to look at Jiang yuanrou:

" It's not suicide. "

He paused, organized his own language, and then continued:

"the process of breaking cocoons into butterflies is a death for the larvae of butterflies, which should also be the pursuit of Edwin's evil personality. He thinks that human existence itself is an ugly caterpillar, and only death can bring new vitality, just like butterflies."

Jiang yuanrou narrowed her eyes and whispered in a low voice"Death is life..."

Mo Yi nodded his head in a hurry, and continued in a trance: "according to Edwin's obsession with butterflies, the key to leaving his spiritual world should be in this room."

Jiang yuanrou took the lead: "so we found the door, but we didn't need to find the key. Is that what we mean?"

Mo Yi nodded, and then went on:

"according to the hint before this copy, we are now trapped in Edwin's spiritual world, which is like a larva trapped in a cocoon. To get out of this cocoon, we must" die "once."

Mo Yi frowned a little distressed, paused, and then said in a deep voice:

"however, ordinary death can not only let us leave, but also let us really die That's why I said, "we're looking for tools to commit suicide."

Jiang yuanrou nodded clearly, then rolled up her sleeve and came forward with a smile at Mo Yi:

"I see. So, let me do this, or you may have to move your bed forever."

Mo Yi:

He stepped back to make way for Jiang yuanrou. Then he stood behind her and watched her pull the iron bed out of its original place.

just then, Mo Yi's back leaned against the cold wall, and the uneven wall made him shake slightly. Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the ugly and twisted butterfly on the wall behind him.

His eyes narrowed slightly and focused on the wall, as if thinking about something

Even Jiang yuanrou didn't hear him calling after him.

Mo Yi slowly stretched out his finger, sank his fingertip into the depression on the wall, and then slowly moved along the direction of the undulating lines.

When his fingertips touched the eye like pattern on one of the wings, a sharp pain came.

Mo Yi could not help but gently "hiss" a sound, and then as if he was scalded to the general will take his finger from the wall.

A red bead of blood oozed from his wound and slid down his pale finger pulp.

Mo Yi looked at the wall and saw that there were a few drops of blood on the place he had just touched. Before he could do anything, he saw a flash of red light on the blood stained place, and those drops of blood were instantly absorbed on the wall.

His eyes brightened.

It seems that those members join the test copy, it seems that there is really something in common!

Jiang yuanrou's eyes were also attracted by the blood stained place on the wall. She was surprised. She stepped forward:

"blood

Mo Yi's eyes are shining with two lights. He nodded: "it should be."

After saying that, he pasted his finger back to the place where he had just been. The pain came in an instant. Mo Yi frowned slightly and felt that his blood was quickly sucked from his body by something.

Jiang yuanrou is preparing to do the same, but Mo Yi stops her by saying:

"wait a minute."

Jiang yuanrou is stunned: "why?"

"Do you know where we will go after we leave Edwin's spiritual world?" said Mo Yi

Jiang Yuan frowned and didn't answer.

Mo Yi looked her in the eye and continued:

"you can think that this copy has two layers. When you go out from here, it is not the end, but will enter the outer copy. When you get there, it will be your home court."

Jiang yuanrou stares at Mo Yi, and her eyebrows are still frowning: "Why are you so sure?"

Mo Yi's face became more pale, and her pale lips pursed slightly:

"just A friend's tip. "

The sugar in the trouser pocket has a slight hardness.

If this copy is underground closed state, Wen Chen is impossible to come in.

And the appearance of this sugar is a kind of hint in itself, indicating that they are not really under the ground of a certain building, but more like the existence of a parallel space.

So after leaving here, you should be in the outer world of this replica - which means Edwin himself is face-to-face.

Mo Yi looks at Jiang yuanrou seriously and says:

"I'll ask you after you go out."

This copy is designed to test Jiang yuanrou's existence. Only by letting Jiang yuanrou preserve her strength and leaving Edwin's spiritual world can she exert her greatest potential.

Jiang yuanrou nodded solemnly.

However, the existence of this butterfly is by no means enough for a person's blood to feed him. So when Mo Yi was unable to hold on, Jiang yuanrou also pasted his palm on the wall.

The speed of the butterfly reddening doubled in an instant.

Mo Yi's eyes were slightly blurred. The cold feeling began to spread from his fingertips to his whole body. He could hardly feel his fingers. He could only feel the cold and heavy drowsiness pulling him down. His numb senses could no longer feel pain or his existence.It's just cold.

I don't know how long, maybe a minute, maybe a century.

Mo Yi's ear came a light click, as if it was the sound of eggshell breaking, and passed into his mind through the fog that covered his senses.

The only support in front of the body seemed to suddenly disappear.

Mo Yi lost his balance in an instant and staggered forward. He closed his eyes and waited for contact with the cold ground.

The next second, he seems to be caught by something.

Mo Yi's chest is close to each other's chest, and his strong arm goes around his body to hold him firmly.

His face was buried in each other's neck socket, and the familiar smell immediately gathered around him and penetrated his senses in a dense way -

it was like the fog in the pine forest after the rain.

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