Chapter 194

The residual paint on the ground quickly solidified, hard and cold in the carpet between the soft fluff, as if it was a bright color ugly scar like uplift.

Mo Yi gasps, the cold palm holds the wall of his side hard, crawls up slowly on the ground.

The paint covering his body was now completely dry, and with his movements it split into hard pieces and fell from his body to the carpet.

Mo Yi bent down and patted the pieces of paint on his body, shook the colorful debris from his clothes to the ground, and then walked to the gate at the end of the corridor, which was completely covered with solidified paint. Now it is almost impossible to identify it. The completely dried pigment seems to be a bloated sarcoma squeezed out from under and between the doors of the side hall, Fill up the end of the corridor, tightly overlapping with deep shadows.

He reached out tentatively and pushed hard.

But the front door seems to be cast by copper and iron, there is no sign of movement.

The voice that hears Chen to be familiar with after death: "already did not work now."

When Mo Yi heard the sound, he turned his head and looked behind him. He only saw that Chen came slowly from far away and finally stood beside him. He raised his head slightly. His light gray eyes were directly staring at the door covered with paint, as if he could see through the door panel and see the room:

"the side hall has been filled with paint."

Mo Yi retreated a few steps, slightly closed his dark eyes, and his lips were slightly pursed. He had not searched too many places in the side hall, especially those newly discovered coffins, but now he has completely lost the opportunity, which makes him frustrated.

He looked down at the watch on his wrist:

it's getting late. It's time to go back to his room and wait for the servants to take the players to tea.

Mo Yi and Wen Chen walk toward the outside of the corridor together. They walk through the empty hall and stairs and go back to their room, waiting for the arrival of the maid.

However, when the pointer reached two forty, the door of the room was not knocked.

Mo Yi frowned and watched the second hand on the dial slide slowly and evenly. Just after passing the top 12 o'clock, the minute hand moved slowly. It was just right to stagger the complete dividing line on the dial. Now it is two o'clock and forty-one.

However, there was no knock or footstep outside the thin door panel. It was still quiet.

Mo Yi stood up from the bedside and walked slowly in the room. His brows were locked. He seemed to be thinking about something.

According to the law of the copy he found before, the reincarnation of this copy should be divided into two categories. One is fixed and no one can change it, such as the three-day timeline before the wedding and the wedding day, and the other is that the person hiding behind the scenes can control the house at other times All servants can even choose the strategy of hunting and killing players. According to this logic, participating in afternoon tea should be the second one.

But Why did it suddenly change?

Mo Yi looked down at the watch on his wrist for the third time. The pointer on it had already pointed to 2:43.

Three minutes had passed before the maid should have come.

Mo Yi felt that he couldn't wait any longer. He quickly stepped forward and opened the door of the room. He put his head out and observed carefully. He saw that the corridor was empty indeed. It seemed that he could hear the sound of the needle tip landing. He took a slight step. After thinking carefully for a few seconds, he walked towards the hall.

Shortly after he arrived in the hall, some players who found something wrong ran out of their rooms and began to whisper in doubt. Everyone seemed to be upset. Mo Yi slowly looked around all the players present, but found that Li Wang and * * were not among them, so he couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Where would they go in such a situation?

Some players in the crowd suggested that they should go to the room where afternoon tea was held. Then one of the players who remembered the route led him to the familiar light green room. The room was empty and dead, as if the warm green wallpaper had been stained with a light gray. All the furniture remained dead in the original position, without tea fragrance and dots The house of the fragrance of the heart seemed especially silent.

There was no one in the room.

The uneasy atmosphere began to expand into a halo of scattered waves, like heavy water pressure in the air, no one knows why the rules in the copy suddenly changed, where the servants in the house have gone, and what kind of impact this change will bring to them. The only thing they can be sure of is the pair of variables that appear in the last samsara It will never be a good thing for them.

Some panicked players decided to look for those missing servants in the house, and the crowd began to disperse and search aimlessly in the huge and complex house. After more than an hour, the players gathered again and again, and all of them failed to achieve anything.The whole house seems to be empty, there is no one shadow.

The luxury and housekeeper seem to have disappeared without trace of Baroque.

Although all the players agree that all the servants in this copy look quite frightening, but at the moment when they can't be found, they are in and even more panic.

All the players who have no idea at all look at Mo Yi who has been standing at the end of the team in silence since just now, and all the people's eyes for help have been cast on him.

After the end of the dance last week, Mo Yi was basically cleared of the suspicion that Mo Yi was an undercover copy. After all, those real marble figures who were mixed into the players showed their true faces when they danced. However, due to the trend of criticizing and suspecting Mo Yi at that time, and exposed their most vicious face under the catalysis of the dangerous environment of the replica Mo Yi really makes too stiff, no one can have the courage to pull down the face to apologize to him.

Now after such a long time of getting along with each other in the dungeon, even the players who have no eyesight can almost feel it vaguely. Mo Yi is afraid that he is the most experienced and powerful player in the whole copy, and is also the most elusive. In addition, the boy friend who has always been inseparable from him and has a terrible and unfathomable aura, if not for the atmosphere of the last time Is really provoked up, is no player has the courage to touch their two mildews.

No one knows how far Mo Yi has mastered this copy, but according to his appearance that he has almost disappeared before, he may have got more clues than other players in the whole copy.

So now, in a daze, all players are looking to Mo Yi, who seems to have the most information.

Mo Yi seemed to feel the real sight of the people. He raised his head at a loss. However, he was startled by the ardent eyes cast by countless pairs of eyes and moved backward involuntarily -

what happened?

Is he going to carry the pot again?

Players, look at me and I look at you. After a long silence, someone finally summoned up the courage to speak: "that Mo, Mo Yi, it's our fault about the previous things. I misunderstood you. I hope you don't take it seriously. We've been carried away. I'm really sorry... "

Seeing that someone finally apologized, other players seemed to be able to let go, and they all agreed with:

"yes, yes, I'm really sorry." "It's not easy for us to misunderstand you"

Mo Yi looks at other players' more and more enthusiastic attitude, and frowns a little unaccustomed. He opens his mouth. Although his voice is not loud, he somehow suppresses everyone's voice:

"so, what do you want to do?"

The noise of the crowd was quiet for a while. One of the players broke the peace in the room and said, "ah The main thing is that the situation is so complicated now. What do you think we should do now? "

Under Mo Yi's quiet gaze, the player does not open his eyes in a certain uneasiness. He does not dare to look at him. Mo Yi sneers at him in the bottom of his heart and withdraws his sight. Basically, he understands the current situation. They are desperate. He said faintly:

"no one can expect the rule change of the copy now, and I don't have any good suggestions."

"I can only say..." Mo Yi looked around a circle of players with different faces and colors, and said softly and plainly, "don't act rashly and act according to circumstances."

Although he is not ready to share the clues he has found, his advice is also sincere. Now the situation of the whole copy is changing towards the complicated direction. Now the best way is to calm down and observe carefully, and the best choice is to use static braking.

Mo Yi seemed to think of something, suddenly said: "by the way, if you really want to listen to my advice, then don't eat the food provided by this copy."

After that, he didn't go to see the faces of the people who were listening to their own words. Instead, he and Wen Chen turned around and walked out of the room. The other players were silent. No one dared to stop them. He could only watch them leave the room, and their thin and tall figures were slowly swallowed up by the darkness in the corridor.

There was a dead silence in my ears.

Mo Yi walked slowly along the corridor, his dark eyes staring at a point in the void, as if he was thinking about something.

No matter how the whole copy is changed, the purpose is to kill the player and draw the paint. In fact, he just started temporarily. The way he came up with is: since he didn't take the red pigment last time, he made the copy abandon himself as the target. Now if the players don't eat The most important link is missing from the loop that kills the player and gets the paint.

And no paint means no painting. Can this cycle be completed?

Mo Yi can't help but be curious.In the afternoon, when he was looking for the shadow of his body, he suddenly looked for the shadow of his body The narrow corridor was surrounded by hard servants.

It was as if all the servants in the house had gathered here.

The housekeeper looked at Mo Yi with his dark and empty eyes, and said slowly:

"the master wants to see you." 161

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