Mo Yi tightened his fingers and pulled the white cloth down. The fine dust rose in a moment in the cold room like a cellar and was flying in disorder under the light of a flashlight.

He stepped back half a step to avoid the dust, and then fixed his eyes on the back of the white cloth.

A half man high oil painting was framed in a heavy black wooden frame and hung upright in the middle of the wall.

There is a dignified noble woman in the painting. It seems that the painting has been for some years. Even if it is covered with white cloth, it can't stop the invasion of dust. The paint on it dries up and cracks, making the whole painting dark and fuzzy. But even so, it can still vaguely distinguish the beauty of the people in the painting.

But In any case, this is an ordinary painting.

Mo Yi frowned slowly, and with the light of a flashlight, he observed the half man high oil painting carefully. His eyes wandered on the unclear outline of the man in the painting. Then he stepped forward, reached out and groped behind the frame for a while -

except for the dust on his hands, no clue was found.

Mo Yi's face is heavy ground ground to retreat a step, standing on one side Wen Chen opens a way to ask a way:

"how?"

His voice echoed in the empty and cold room, which startled Mo Yi, who was deeply in meditation. He was a little too slow to recover. He whispered to himself:

"this is the most strange..."

He turned his head and looked at Wen Chen standing beside him. He frowned tightly and said hesitantly, "I didn't find anything."

After that, Mo Yi backed back a few steps thoughtfully, then turned around and walked to the piano covered by white cloth.

He reached out and lifted the white cloth, then tentatively pressed a note on it - a low and beautiful piano played briefly in the room, then fell silent again.

Moy paused, then put his hands on the black and white keys of the piano, and slowly tried to press the other notes, not very skillfully played - the melody he had heard in this room stuttered, which sounded low and melancholy, and made people feel heavy from the bottom of his heart.

He frowned tightly and whispered:

" I'm sure I've heard it somewhere. "

Mo Yi's fingers fell with inertia and knocked on one of the piano keys. A sudden and discordant note sounded in the room. He stopped and gazed at the piano, as if thinking about something.

After a few seconds, he seemed to think of something. He looked up at Wen Chen and asked with hesitation:

"do you think that the sound of this piano is particularly accurate?"

Mo Yi stepped back and looked at the piano. Then he said slowly, "if the piano in this room has not been moved for a long time, as the housekeeper said, the sound of this piano will not be so accurate."

He frowned and stopped talking.

After a few minutes, Mo Yi took a deep breath, then quickly moved forward a few steps, picked up the white cloth on the ground, covered the piano and oil painting again, restored the room to its original appearance, and then turned to Wen Chen and said:

"let's go."

Wen Chen turns a head to see to him, query ground picks eyebrow.

Mo Yi shrugged and replied, "now all the" clues "I get in this room are scattered and unknown, but we have no conditions to connect them

He turned his head around the dark and silent room and narrowed his eyes slowly:

"it's so normal It makes me feel wrong.

After saying that, Mo Yi turns to walk to the door, Wen Chen follows closely, two people in the face walk before the side hall outside lock restored original.

When he got to the hall, Mo Yi focused on observing the marble statue standing at the gate of the house for a few seconds. Just like Mo Yi saw it last time, there was no sign of moving. It looked like a simple dead thing. It stood there cold and lifeless, staring at everyone passing by with pale eyes.

Mo Yi moved his eyes and adjusted his restless mood.

After all, this is a copy of nine days. The clues must not be as dense as those copies that only have a few hours. We can't rush for a moment now.

He took a slow breath, then whispered, "let's go. Maybe we can catch up with their last dish."

After that, they walked along the original road towards the restaurant. They bypassed the corridor and walked up stairs of different shapes. The house was so big that Mo Yi even suspected that he was lost from time to time.

Finally, they vaguely heard the sound of chatting and melodious music.

Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to turn the corner of the corridor in front of him. However, Yu Guang saw that there was a blurred figure on the carpet slowly magnifying, which was coming from the direction of the restaurant.

His heart is tensed instantly, the way that Wen Chen lets them two people invisible just now flashed in the head.Mo Yi did not have time to think about it, subconsciously pulled Wen Chen from the side, pushed it to the wall, and then quickly stepped forward and pressed his lips up.

The distance between the two people was shortened in an instant. The shadow of the corridor wall instantly surrounded their close bodies. Their noses were intertwined, and they could almost see the slight radian of each other's eyelashes shaking.

The sound of footsteps behind him approached, and he turned directly into the corridor within milliseconds. Then, Mo Yi heard the footsteps and suddenly stopped, and then a slight air pumping sound sounded, which sounded sharp and abrupt in the silent corridor.

Mo Yi breathed a little, as if aware of something.

He stepped back a step, the distance between the two people opened, let go of the hand on Wen Chen's shoulder, and then slowly, one by one, turned his head to look at the side.

See a new player is standing at the entrance of the corridor, covering his mouth with his palm, staring at the two people, as if by no small shock.

Realizing that both Mo Yi and Wen Chen's eyes fell on themselves, the girl's face turned red, as if to bury her head under the carpet. She explained in a hurry: "I, I, I, I just came out to go to the toilet. I'm sorry to disturb you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry --"

she turned her head at a loss and turned to the opposite direction The direction ran away.

Mo Yi:

All right.

Mo Yi takes a deep breath and turns to look at Wen Chen.

I only heard that Chen was standing against the wall, and his collar was scattered in disorder, revealing a small piece of pale skin. The deep facial features were divided into clear light and dark boundaries by the dim light, and the corners of his lips had an obvious radian.

He looked at Mo Yi with a look of innocence It doesn't work that way. "

Mo Yi took a deep breath, bit his back teeth with force, and said slowly:

"well Why did you do that before? "

Wen Chen straightened up and licked his wet lips. His simple action was particularly sensational when he looked at the mountain in the gloomy corridor. He replied solemnly:

"Yingjing."

Mo Yi slowly and deeply breathed, recited countless sentences without getting angry, and finally suppressed the emotion from the bottom of his heart.

Then, a sense of powerlessness rose from the embers. Mo Yi could not help but lift his hand and pinch the bridge of his nose. I don't know why. Ever since Wen Chen began to be inseparable from him, his mood swings have been much richer than before.

At this time, there was a small sound of running in the corridor.

The red faced newcomer ran back from the direction he had left with his head buried, and whispered as he passed by Mo Yi Sorry, the toilet is not in that direction. "

Mo Yi:

He took a deep breath and whispered to Wen Chen Come on, go in. "

Unexpectedly, after entering the room, the housekeeper was not in the dining room, while those pale and stiff faced maids were still dutifully sticking to their posts, delivering exquisite dishes to the table, and serving the players like puppets. The lights were bright in the room, and musicians in Tuxedo were playing melodious music in the whole restaurant The atmosphere seems to be so relaxed that it almost doesn't look like a replica.

Mo Yi ate some food in a hurry. While listening to the players' talk on the dining table, he observed the audience. He noticed that in such a long period of time, the gloomy housekeeper did not appear once.

At the end of dinner time, the crowd dispersed and the former maid led them to their rooms.

Mo Yi and Wen Chen also returned to their room. After simply washing, Mo Yi sat cross legged on the soft bed, frowned and pondered over the discovery tonight, and tried to piece together the scattered clues in his mind.

Just then, he seemed to hear something.

Mo Yi was stunned. He raised his head and listened to him carefully -

his low sob came through the thick wall, which made him wonder if he was listening to his own illusion.

Mo Yi looks to Wen Chen: "did you hear?"

Wen Chen nods.

Mo Yi stood up from the bed, picked up his backpack from the corner of the room, opened the door and ran outside. He said decisively, "go and have a look."

In the dimly lit corridor, the low cry seems to be more obvious. This time, Mo Yi is definitely not his own auditory hallucination.

He walked quickly along the direction of the voice. The cry in his ear sounded gloomy and penetrating in the dark and cold corridor. As he approached, he became clear and became like It rings in my ears.

Mo Yi couldn't help feeling a little chilly behind him. He took a deep breath and quickened his pace.

The next second, the cry stopped.

Mo Yi slowly stopped his pace. He saw a door in front of him sliding open a small crack. The bright light came out from the crack, leaving a bright light mark on the carpet in the corridor.Mo Yi's eyes are still.

He smelled the familiar smell of the air - the cold, sweet and greasy smell mixed with a fishy smell of rust.

The smell of blood.

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