Chapter 53

There was a dead silence inside the house.

The blurred glass was framed by twisted window frames, and there were still handprints left on it that had just been hit by the window, which looked like the marks left by struggle, and was engraved in despair on people's eyes.

Through the window, you can see the open space outside returning to desolation and silence, and the dead branches stretch into the sky, like a person's five fingers.

If it weren't for the large bloodstains that moistened the ground, it almost made people think that everything just now was just an illusion.

Mo Yi's gaze stayed on the still bright blood on the ground for a few seconds, then turned his gaze and turned around.

As soon as his body turned halfway, Mo Yi was startled.

——The players in the whole room were staring at him.

The female player who had just made the conversation hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked, "What did you say just now? What crooked-man? Do you know what?"

When the last sentence was expressed, her eyes became particularly sharp, staring at Mo Yi tightly, as if she wanted to see him through.

Mo Yi pursed his lips and said, "This is a nursery rhyme, the name is crooked-man."

He paused, lowered his eyes slightly, and continued, "The life of Solomon Grandi mentioned in the prompt just now, like this crooked-man, is from a collection of nursery rhymes from Britain... "The Goose Mama's Children's Rhymes."

Several of the players had obviously heard of the name of this nursery rhyme, and were shocked when they heard this.

Whispers followed in the crowd, and the people who didn't understand whispered in confusion and asked each other in a low voice.

Mo Yi stood patiently, watching the insiders among the players popularize science for others.

What is "Mother Goose's Children's Rhyme"?

Although the name of this nursery rhyme collection sounds friendly and childlike, it is far more "rich" than the version seen by the public today because of its dark and horrible background.

Because of the bloody and cruel sentences in some ancient nursery rhymes, many people even call them "horrible nursery rhymes".

However, since most of the versions that are released now have been deleted and modified, it is still rare for most people to see its complete version.

The female veteran who just spoke frowned deeply and asked slowly while pondering:

"So... do you suspect that this copy has something to do with this nursery rhyme?"

Mo Yi nodded.

People couldn't help but feel creepy, and the atmosphere became more depressing - less than an hour before the dungeon began, three players had already died, and this was related to the black nursery rhyme that made the dungeon even more weird and heavy.

The female senior broke the silence and took the lead in reaching out her right hand to Mo Yi: "My name is Yu Ran."

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows without a trace, and virtually held the woman's white and slender palm, introducing himself: "Mo Yi."

Yu Ran turned his head and said to other players: "Everyone can tell you their names, it's also a good name."

When the players heard this, they also reported their names one by one. The original tense atmosphere in the air became much looser, and everyone was no longer as frightened and tense as before.

Mo Yi glanced at Yu Ran and stretched his eyebrows a little without a trace.

This time, the dungeon is not long but the number of people is very difficult, and in such difficult dungeons, everything is very dangerous, and the player's death interval will become extremely short. People with the same names in the previous second are likely to die in the next second. Self-introduction will not improve the chance of survival.

However, in the tense and suffocating atmosphere just now, this proposal can relieve everyone's emotions.

Profit outweighs harm.

Just then, Mo Yi felt his palm be touched gently.

He was stunned and looked at the person standing beside him-the tall man's face was sharp and his foggy light gray eyes stared at him in a wrong way.

He said, "Do you like her?"

Mo Yi was shocked and subconsciously looked at the other players beside him, and found that they had no idea. Then he remembered... the sound of the fog seemed to be only heard.

He felt a little relieved.

Writing and drawing in the other person's palm: [Not a question, but she has a very meticulous mind]

Just after writing the first few words, Mo Yi suddenly realized something was wrong, raised his eyebrows high, looked at Wu suspiciously, and his subordinates changed their movements:

【What did you ask about this?】

The other party looked serious and replied as if nothing had happened:

"Nothing, just ask."

Mo Yi looked at him suspiciously and didn't ask any more questions.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and wrote and painted in the foggy palm again:

【By the way, what's your name?】

Wu seemed to be stunned, and seemed to have not expected Mo Yi to ask this question.

He frowned, thought about it seriously, and then replied:

"I don't have a name."

Suddenly, at this moment, a "creak" sound came from the door.

Mo Yi was shocked, stopped the movement in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound.

The door that could not be opened even if it was shaken to death slowly opened automatically. After halfway through the cut, it stopped naturally. Through the half-closed crack, you could see the rich darkness and desolate land outside.

Everyone stood in a state of silence, standing stiffly.

Nothing happened.

Mo Yi slightly turned his body, adjusted the angle, and looked out the door.

——The dry and soft land was nothing. The ground that was still bloody just now was clean, without any trace of blood, as if the ground had sucked all the blood together.

Mo Yi looked out the window.

The other bloodstains were gone.

The clean floor is so heartbreaking.

A hoarse, metallic sound rang out.

Intermittently, like a stuck radio, a broken record, and a broken music box.

The vague childish voice began to hum.

However, the humming content was covered by the noisy noise, making it impossible to recognize every word.

In the dark and silent room, strange and unccented notes echoed, almost arousing the most primitive fear in everyone's heart.

The sound of tiny footsteps came from the depths of the unshaped corridor.

Not like humans.

The dense and delicate sound hit the wooden ground, making people feel numb and they just want to escape.

However, outside the door was still as dangerous. I wonder if the crooked-man would jump out again in the next second.

This is a dilemma. One side is the abyss and the other side is the fire pit. There is almost no way out to everyone. Everyone can't help but look desperate.

The scratching sounds deep in the corridor became closer and closer.

Everyone couldn't help but move towards the door, trying to stay away from the source of the sound.

The candlelight in the room became increasingly darker, casting swaying shadows on the distorted walls. The shaking light seemed to grab the palm of the heart and strangle everyone's throats.

A strange figure slowly appeared in the entrance of the corridor, and the half-height back of the arched half-person appeared between darkness and chaos. The numb scalp sound was as clear as if it was right in the ears.

That kind of slowly approaching fear can almost pull any normal person into madness!

Some people finally couldn't stand it anymore, and their bodies, which had lost their minds due to fear, trembled, turned around and ran towards the door with no life, with only one thought in their hearts - stay away from it! A little further away!

Four or five people rushed out of the door in a hurry, almost stuck in the already narrow door frame.

Mo Yi's heart also rose to his throat.

At this moment, he felt the fog beside him reaching out to hold his wrist. The cold touch came along the skin where the two of them were touching each other, and there was a sense of peace of mind inexplicably. Mo Yi was stunned and turned his head to look beside him.

I saw him looking straight to the depths of the corridor, his jaw was tight and he shook his head with a very small amplitude.

——Don’t move.

The next second, the strange figure in the depths of the corridor instantly rushed out!

Punch straight to the door!

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a huge and weird mouse!

It was more than half a person tall, without any fur on its body, but it looked like an upside down flesh, irregularly covered with wrinkled black sutures, as if it was sewn together by needles and threads, shining with a terrifying blood red.

The carrion dripped downwards along its movements, and the strong smell of blood was almost disgusting.

It ignored other players standing in the middle of the house, but rushed directly to the door. A player squeezing at the door subconsciously turned around and saw such a terrifying scene in an instant, and couldn't help but scream.

The mouse opened its crooked mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, bit the thigh of the screaming person, and then pulled it hard, instantly pulling the man to the ground like a broken doll.

The pressure behind suddenly eased, and the others squeezed at the door ran outward in a terror trend.

As soon as I said this, two huge mice suddenly emerged in the shadow of the corridor!

There is more than one such terrifying creature!
To be continued...