Chapter 146

As soon as the voice of the mechanical female voice dropped, the tall and carved window on the side lit up a bright blue light.

The new couple's eyes were subconsciously attracted to the past, and their faces became more and more pale and desperate - every scene and every detail at present reminds them that this is no ordinary trick show, and the development of things is far beyond the scope of their common sense.

The low sobbing again rang, lingering in the sumptuous and solemn hall, one could not help but chill his back.

The senior man who pressed the cigarette end muttered in a low voice impatiently These new people will cry

His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

But the low whimper did not stop.

Just then, a young girl came out of the shadow of the marble porch, and her face was full of fear:

"I I haven't cried since I started to speak in that strange voice... "

People can't help but feel the horror - who is crying now?

The low sobbing sound seemed to have no sign of stopping, whimpering in the ear, as if from the dark corridor in the deep hall, and as if near the ear, people could not help but feel cold.

The senior man seemed to be shocked. He straightened up his back and said in a loud voice:

"..." Who's up to something? It's not funny at all! "

Another senior, who seemed quite calm, stepped up and said, "all players, will you come to the center of the hall?"

The crowd gathered towards the center of the hall. Mo Yi and Wen Chen also took two steps symbolically forward with the flow of people, and came to the crowd.

Mo Yi quietly looked around the crowd who gathered in front of the stairs and silently counted it in his heart: there are 23 players in this copy, excluding Wen Chen.

Although there are a lot of players this time, the copy time is very long, and new players account for a large proportion - it seems that this copy is not very difficult.

Mo Yi slightly lowered his eyelashes to cover his eyes.

Now all the players are concentrated in a small space in front of the stairs, standing in front of each other, no one left behind, no one has tears on his face, but the strange cry is still around the hall.

The faces of those new people were all white. The girl who had just made a sound was shaking slightly and looked at the crowd in a daze:

" Come on, what's going on? "

The cry stopped abruptly.

Now the hall was empty and dead, as if the invisible wind could be heard through the gloomy corridor.

They were cold behind their backs, gazing at the same pale faces of others. No one spoke. The atmosphere was extremely depressed, as if even the breath was a burden.

At this time, a cold voice sounded behind him without warning: "dear guests..."

Ah, a few new people screamed madly

Moy paused and took a deep breath - he was not frightened by the initial noise, but by the shrill shrieks of the newcomers.

He stepped forward, crossed the other players, and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a man's figure appeared in the shadow of the hall without warning, as if the whole person had melted into the thick dark darkness. His thin figure seemed to be just a shadow, and his pale face had no expression at all. He just looked at the crowd quietly and seemed to be waiting for something.

Several other senior people have already helped those new people who were scared seriously down.

Everyone watched the sudden figure with vigilance, and the atmosphere in the hall was tense and stagnant.

The skinny man slowly stepped forward, and his full figure finally appeared in the light.

He was dressed in a dark black housekeeper's uniform. Both the meticulous neckline and the cuffs exposed from the black coat were clean and snow-white. A thin gold chain was shining on his chest and extended into the pocket of his coat.

The most uncomfortable thing is his face. His facial features have no characteristics, as if they can melt into every group. However, when the face is taken out alone, it gives people a strange sense of discord, as if staring at a disordered and reorganized puzzle.

He began to speak - still in that cold, polite tone:

"distinguished guests, welcome to the wedding of Mr. and Ms. de Claus. I am the steward of Claus House, and I will receive you in the next few days."

The housekeeper pauses, and his gloomy and empty black eyes slowly turn around the crowd:

"you must have been invited. Please keep them well."

After that, he took out the old gold pocket watch from his coat pocket and looked down at it"Now it's two minutes before ten in the morning. Lunch will be delivered to your rooms in half an hour. If you need anything, you can ring the bell to call the maid. You can visit the house before 10:00 in the evening.

Do you have any questions? "

The crowd still looked at him in silence. A new man asked timidly:

"that Our room is The room you wake up in? "

The Butler still kept the polite smile, which seemed to be wearing a pale mask. He replied without a pause:

"yes, miss."

After that, he bent down and applied his force. The radian of his action was just like a ruler:

"since you have no problem, I will leave first."

After that, the housekeeper stepped back two steps slowly, and quietly merged into the shadow of the marble porch.

His body soon disappeared completely in sight, and the crowd looked at each other, speechless at the other players.

The heavy and deep sound of the clock broke the silence without warning, reverberating in the spacious and extravagant hall, when it struck ten times - it was ten o'clock in the morning, as the housekeeper had just said.

One of the senior players cleared his throat and said:

"that In that case, let's team up separately and look for clues everywhere. How about meeting under the stairs at eleven o'clock? "

After a burst of chaotic formation, everyone moved separately in twos and threes, and the hall soon ceased to be noisy before, and gradually became quiet.

Mo Yi Ze and Wen Chen walk around the hall slowly.

As he walked slowly to the end of the hall, he saw that the grand and magnificent gate was closed tightly, and on both sides stood the symmetrical and plump marble statues, whose arc curvature and moving lines were pleasing to the eye.

Mo Yi tried to reach out and push the gate -- motionless.

He didn't expect much. He just shrugged his shoulders, then turned and walked in the other direction.

At this time, Mo Yi seemed to hear some faint music It seems to be playing the piano.

He stood there and listened attentively. The soft music came to his ears intermittently, as if it were the whisper of a lover's ear, but it was vague and distant, and his listening was not very real.

For some reason, Mo Yi always felt that the sound of the tune seemed familiar. He frowned slowly, and then walked along the music toward the corridor on one side of the hall.

The sound of the music gradually becomes clear as it approaches. The piano sound seems to be very gloomy. It plays in a strange and strange tune, which makes the listener feel heavy.

The farther forward, the candle light in the corridor is dimmer, and the air is filled with cold and sweet aroma.

At the end of the corridor is the side hall. The door is half closed, and the clear piano sound comes from the crack of the door.

Mo Yi and Wen Chen looked at each other, reached out and pressed the cold door panel of the side hall, then slowly applied force, the carved door of the side hall was pushed inward carefully --

the piano sound suddenly stopped.

Mo Yi looked into the side hall along the crack of the open door. He saw that the room was dark. He could only see some vague outlines undulating in the dark. There was silence in his ears, and the piano sound could no longer be heard.

He took out a flashlight from his knapsack, then pushed open the door of the side hall, and went inside with Wen Chen.

The side hall is quiet and cold, and the temperature seems to be much higher than that on the floor of other rooms. The cold air slowly invades into the bone crevices, which makes people feel goose bumps all over.

Mo Yi moves the flashlight in his hand slowly and frowns slowly.

The scene in this room is quite different from that in the hall.

All the furniture in the side hall was covered with a thick layer of white cloth, which seemed strange and solemn in the dark.

Mo Yi walked slowly toward the room, Wen Chen was behind him half step closely following him, the thick carpet under his feet absorbed their walking sound completely, he used flashlight to illuminate the furniture covered with white cloth in the room, and could only see a vague and rigid outline under the light.

He stopped at a corner of the side hall, slowly reached for a piece of white cloth over a half person high ridge and lifted it vigorously.

A cloud of dust rose and fluttered under the light of the flashlight.

A piano is exposed in front of Mo Yi. The cover of the piano is opened, and the black-and-white piano keys are exposed in the light. It is from here that the music sounds just now.

Mo Yi stretched out his hand and wiped it gently. A thin layer of dust covered his finger abdomen.

He bent down to pick up the white cloth on the ground and covered the piano again.

Mo Yi's eyes wander aimlessly in the side hall, as if searching for something.At this time, his eyes fell on the wall opposite the piano. There was a huge picture frame hanging on the wall, which almost occupied the whole wall. It was covered with white cloth like other things in the room.

Mo Yi frowned suspiciously and looked around the whole room.

In addition to the huge frame in front of me, which is covered with white cloth, the oil paintings on other walls, like other ordinary decorations, are quietly suspended on the wall and are not covered.

Mo Yi quickly stepped forward, reached for a corner of the white cloth, and was about to lift it vigorously -

before waiting for him to move, he only heard a familiar voice coming from behind him. It sounded cold and polite:

and he was ready to lift it www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!