Chapter 170

The corridor outside the door has become normal again. The four walls frame out the narrow and deep space and extends horizontally to the two sides. The door that was empty as a black hole before and the corridor extending straight forward seem to be just an illusion disappeared in the daytime.

Even if the sound of Chen Yi's room is clear and the sound of the room is cold, it can't block the sound of the room.

“…… I don't believe it! If this damned house is smashed, it can still be so divine

Then there was a confused tearing sound and a vague overlapping voice.

Mo Yi's pace is slightly a meal, eyebrows wrinkled without trace - he recognized the voice.

Li Wang.

This man is just a full-time Shiba. He is not only a bully, but also a narrow-minded and stupid player. He is impulsive but has no brain. He is the kind of player who starts to be conceited by a moment's cleverness and luck. He doesn't know how to live to the present.

A trace of impatience flashed through Mo Yi's eyes.

When he stepped into the hall, he saw people struggling and tearing at the bottom of the stairs. A few players, led by Li Wang, who seemed to have lost their senses, were smashing things in the hall. Pieces of porcelain and wood furniture were scattered on the carpet. A few players were trying to dissuade them from trying to control the situation, while more players were standing numbly in the corner, Some people were still sobbing, and the whole scene was in a mess.

Herding is the most terrible mania.

Li Wang was still shouting in his hoarse voice, and the players who were still keeping their senses were gradually influenced by their remarks, and the expression on their faces became slightly relaxed with the passage of time.

At this time, a small voice sounded not far away:

"enough."

The two short words, like wedges, pry open the chaotic atmosphere in front of us. With the cold metal texture, they deeply pierce into the eardrums of the people. The oppressive feeling that is hard to ignore in the voice makes people feel nervous. Subconsciously, they turn to the direction of the sound.

Mo Yi was standing on the top of the stairs, looking down at the crowd. His dark eyes were like the dark lake, with an unfathomable cold. His face was calm, and he could not see any change in his mood, but he did not know why it made people feel chilly.

Even the most wanton Li Wang, who was shouting just now, could not help but shiver slightly.

Mo Yi's sight slowly turns around the people at the bottom of the stairs. His sight goes to Li Wang's body without a trace. He looks at the other party subconsciously and moves away from looking at himself. He can't help but squint his eyes.

He is used to not interfere in the choice and fate of other players in the copy, analyzes the clues in the copy from the perspective of an onlooker, and seldom participates in the game progress of other players. Although the difficulty of the copy in front of you is not very big, it takes a long time. Although there are many players, new players who are easy to be interfered with and senior people with little experience occupy the majority. Especially now, under the agitation of people like Li Wang, if he does not come out to control the scene, things are likely to become difficult to clean up.

Mo Yi went down the stairs and said coldly, "after one-third of nine days, internal strife begins. Are you ready to rely on heaven's blessing for the remaining six days?"

His voice had no ups and downs, but the irony was so sharp that it was hard to stare at.

Mo Yi turned his eyes to Li Wang, and continued: "if you don't know any clues, you will make a rash decision. Let's not say whether you can really damage the house. If so, can you afford the consequences of demolishing the house?"

He narrowed his eyes and uttered two simple words: "stupid."

Li Wang's face was blue and white. Being scolded and stupid in person made him very angry. His blood ran straight up his cheek. But just as he was ready to open his mouth impulsively, he saw Mo Yi standing a few steps away from him.

And that pair of dark eyes means to point in his right arm to scratch.

The intense pain that had not faded in memory seemed to be reflected on the body once again. The fingers that had not healed completely twitched and trembled physiologically. The uneasiness and fear in the bottom of his heart made Li Wang step back subconsciously. The words that had not yet been spoken were stuck in his throat and made a strange clucking sound.

Mo Yi withdrew his eyes and continued to calmly say, "you should all have found that time is repeating, which is actually a good thing. At least you can know what may happen next, which means that you have time to look for clues. This is already the best possibility. Do you have any dissatisfaction with this?"

People looked at each other, and there was a murmur in the crowd. The previous panic and confusion were finally suppressed by calm emotions. Mo Yi was right. If this copy is really a time line cycle, it means that they have already known what will happen after that, which is a very big advantage for them.While everyone was whispering, a familiar voice came from behind the crowd: "dear guests, welcome to the wedding of Mr. de Claus and Ms. de Claus. I am the housekeeper of Claus House, and I will receive you in the next few days."

This time, everyone had psychological preparation. This time, no one was scared by the housekeeper's voice.

Players follow the direction of the sound, only to see the housekeeper standing in the shadow like the last time, pale face like a mask without emotion, reflecting the ghost like light in the dark.

"You must have received the invitation. Please keep it well."

What happened next was almost the same as what happened three days ago. After the housekeeper said exactly the same words as the last time, he went into the darkness again and disappeared quietly as usual with the sound of the steps away.

Mo Yi's eyes stopped at the place where the housekeeper left, then turned to look at other players, broke the silence and said:

"let's continue to search for the unfinished places last time. This time, pay more attention to clues about portraits. The rules of killing people in this copy are very easy to grasp. What we need now is to find a way to escape this rule 。”

After that, the other players slowly dispersed and began to look for clues aimlessly in the house.

Mo Yi stood in the center of the hall, looking up thoughtfully at the marble statue with smooth muscular lines in front of the gate. He saw it staring into the air with a pair of pale eyes. He stretched out his fingers and touched its cold and hard surface. The smooth stone felt as if it was just a simple dead thing.

At this time, Mo Yi seems to think of something, suddenly can't help but stupefied.

if this is as like as two peas, then all the details should be exactly the same three days ago.

However, this time, there was no sound of the sobbing like silk thread, and the intermittently gloomy piano sound.

The whole hall was quiet and frightening.

Mo Yi frowned slowly, took back his fingers, and walked quickly along the route he remembered toward the side hall. The corridor outside the door has become normal again. The four walls frame out the narrow and deep space and extends horizontally to the two sides. The door that was empty as a black hole before and the corridor extending straight forward seem to be just an illusion disappeared in the daytime.

Mo Yi and Wen Chen walked quickly along the direction of the sound. The familiar bright lights in the hall slowly spread out before their eyes, and the voices of players' disputes became clear. Even the cold temperature in the house could not stop the spread and upgrade of gunpowder.

“…… I don't believe it! If this damned house is smashed, it can still be so divine

Then there was a confused tearing sound and a vague overlapping voice.

Mo Yi's pace is slightly a meal, eyebrows wrinkled without trace - he recognized the voice.

Li Wang.

This man is just a full-time Shiba. He is not only a bully, but also a narrow-minded and stupid player. He is impulsive but has no brain. He is the kind of player who starts to be conceited by a moment's cleverness and luck. He doesn't know how to live to the present.

A trace of impatience flashed through Mo Yi's eyes.

He stepped into the hall and saw people struggling and tearing at the bottom of the stairs. Several seemingly irrational players headed by Li Wang were smashing things in the hall, and pieces of porcelain and wooden furniture were scattered on the carpet. A few players were trying to dissuade them from trying to control the situation, while more players were standing numbly in the corner, and some were still Sobbing in a low voice, the whole scene is a mess, chaos.

Herding is the most terrible mania.

Li Wang was still shouting in his hoarse voice, and the players who were still keeping their senses were gradually influenced by their remarks, and the expression on their faces became slightly relaxed with the passage of time.

At this time, a small voice sounded not far away:

"enough."

The two short words, like wedges, pry open the chaotic atmosphere in front of us. With the cold metal texture, they deeply pierce into the eardrums of the people. The oppressive feeling that is hard to ignore in the voice makes people feel nervous. Subconsciously, they turn to the direction of the sound.

Mo Yi was standing on the top of the stairs, looking down at the crowd. His dark eyes were like the dark lake, with an unfathomable cold. His face was calm, and he could not see any change in his mood, but he did not know why it made people feel chilly.

Even the most wanton Li Wang, who was shouting just now, could not help but shiver slightly.

Mo Yi's sight slowly turns around the people at the bottom of the stairs. His sight goes to Li Wang's body without a trace. He looks at the other party subconsciously and moves away from looking at himself. He can't help but squint his eyes.

He is used to not interfere in the choice and fate of other players in the copy, analyzes the clues in the copy from the perspective of an onlooker, and seldom participates in the game progress of other players. Although the difficulty of the copy in front of you is not very big, it takes a long time. Although there are many players, new players who are easy to be interfered with and senior people with little experience occupy the majority. Especially now, under the agitation of people like Li Wang, if he does not come out to control the scene, things are likely to become difficult to clean up.Mo Yi went down the stairs and said coldly, "after one-third of nine days, internal strife begins. Are you ready to rely on heaven's blessing for the remaining six days?"

His voice had no ups and downs, but the irony was so sharp that it was hard to stare at.

Mo Yi turned his eyes to Li Wang, and continued: "if you don't know any clues, you will make a rash decision. Let's not say whether you can really damage the house. If so, can you afford the consequences of demolishing the house?"

He narrowed his eyes and uttered two simple words: "stupid."

Li Wang's face was blue and white. Being scolded and stupid in person made him very angry. His blood ran straight up his cheek. But just as he was ready to open his mouth impulsively, he saw Mo Yi standing a few steps away from him.

And that pair of dark eyes means to point in his right arm to scratch.

The intense pain that had not faded in memory seemed to be reflected on the body once again. The fingers that had not healed completely twitched and trembled physiologically. The uneasiness and fear in the bottom of his heart made Li Wang step back subconsciously. The words that had not yet been spoken were stuck in his throat and made a strange clucking sound.

Mo Yi withdrew his eyes and continued to calmly say, "you should all have found that time is repeating, which is actually a good thing. At least you can know what may happen next, which means that you have time to look for clues. This is already the best possibility. Do you have any dissatisfaction with this?"

People looked at each other, and there was a murmur in the crowd. The previous panic and confusion were finally suppressed by calm emotions. Mo Yi was right. If this copy is really a time line cycle, it means that they have already known what will happen after that, which is a very big advantage for them.

While everyone was whispering, a familiar voice came from behind the crowd: "dear guests, welcome to the wedding of Mr. de Claus and Ms. de Claus. I am the housekeeper of Claus House, and I will receive you in the next few days."

This time, everyone had psychological preparation. This time, no one was scared by the housekeeper's voice.

Players follow the direction of the sound, only to see the housekeeper standing in the shadow like the last time, pale face like a mask without emotion, reflecting the ghost like light in the dark.

"You must have received the invitation. Please keep it well."

What happened next was almost the same as what happened three days ago. After the housekeeper said exactly the same words as the last time, he went into the darkness again and disappeared quietly as usual with the sound of the steps away.

Mo Yi's eyes stopped at the place where the housekeeper left, then turned to look at other players, broke the silence and said:

"let's continue to search for the unfinished places last time. This time, pay more attention to clues about portraits. The rules of killing people in this copy are very easy to grasp. What we need now is to find a way to escape this rule 。”

After that, the other players slowly dispersed and began to look for clues aimlessly in the house.

Mo Yi stood in the center of the hall, looking up thoughtfully at the marble statue with smooth muscular lines in front of the gate. He saw it staring into the air with a pair of pale eyes. He stretched out his fingers and touched its cold and hard surface. The smooth stone felt as if it was just a simple dead thing.

At this time, Mo Yi seems to think of something, suddenly can't help but stupefied.

if this is as like as two peas, then all the details should be exactly the same three days ago.

However, this time, there was no sound of the sobbing like silk thread, and the intermittently gloomy piano sound.

The whole hall was quiet and frightening.

Mo Yi frowned slowly, took back his fingers, and walked quickly along the route he remembered toward the side hall. But in the middle of the journey, his steps suddenly stopped.

The deep corridor in my memory has now become a solid wall.

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