Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

The room was dead silent.

The fuzzy glass is framed by the distorted window frame, and there are still handprints left by the windows just now, which look like the marks left by struggle, desperately engraved on the eyeballs of people.

Through the window, one can see that the open space outside has returned to desolation and silence, and the dead branches reach out to the sky, like five fingers of a person.

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

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

As soon as he turned halfway around, Mo Yi was taken aback.

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

The female player who spoke just now hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and asked, "Just now... what did you just say? What crooked-man? Do you know anything?"

When the last sentence came out, her gaze became particularly sharp, and she stared closely at Mo Yi, as if she wanted to see through him.

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

He paused, lowered his eyes slightly, and then continued: "The 'Life of Solomon Grundy' mentioned in the prompt just now, like this crooked-man, comes from a collection of British nursery rhymes... "Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes."

A few of the players had obviously heard of the name of this nursery rhyme, and they couldn't help being horrified when they heard the words.

Then there were whispers in the crowd, and people who didn't understand whispered to each other in doubt and asked each other in low voices.

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

What exactly is "Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes"?

Although the name of this collection of nursery rhymes sounds friendly and childlike, but because of the dark and terrifying background in which it was born, the content in it is far more "rich" than the version seen by the public today.

Because of the bloody and cruel sentences in some ancient nursery rhymes, they are even called "horror nursery rhymes" by many people.

However, most of the Nursery Rhymes of Mother Goose have been deleted and modified in the current version, so the complete version is still hard for most people to see.

The female senior who spoke just now frowned deeply, and asked slowly while deliberating:

"So...you suspect that this copy is related to this nursery rhyme?"

Mo Yi nodded.

People couldn't help being creepy, and the atmosphere became even more depressing—three players had already died in less than an hour after the start of the dungeon, and the fact that it was related to the black nursery rhyme made the dungeon even more weird and heavy.

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

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows indiscriminately, shook the woman's white and slender palm in a vague way, and introduced himself: "Mo Yi."

Yu Ran turned to the other players and said, "Everyone, tell us your name, it's easy to address."

When the players heard this, they also reported their names one by one. The original tense atmosphere in the air relaxed a lot, and everyone was no longer as fearful and tense as before.

Mo Yi glanced at Yu Ran, and his brows and eyes relaxed a little.

This dungeon is not long but has a large number of people, and it is quite difficult. In this difficulty dungeon, everything is very dangerous, and the death interval of players will become extremely short. One second is likely to be fatal, and introducing yourself will not improve the chances of survival.

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

The benefits outweigh the harm.

At this moment, Mo Yi felt his palm was lightly touched.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at the person standing beside him - he saw a tall man with a sharp face and a pair of misty light gray eyes staring right at him.

He said, "Do you like her?"

Mo Yi was startled, and subconsciously looked at the other players beside him, only to realize that they hadn't noticed anything, and then he remembered... It seemed that only he could hear the sound of the fog.

He felt at ease.

Writing and drawing with fingers in the palm of the other party: [Not to mention, but her thinking is very careful]

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

【Why do you ask this? 】

The other party looked serious, and replied nonchalantly:

"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 drew again in Wu's hand:

[By the way, what's your name? 】

Wu seemed to be taken aback, as if he didn't expect 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, there was a soft "squeak" at the door.

Startled, Mo Yi stopped what he was doing, and looked up at the source of the voice.

The door that couldn't be opened by shaking it desperately just now opened slowly and automatically. After halfway through, it stopped as a matter of course. Through the half-closed door, you can see the thick darkness and barren scenery outside land.

Everyone was silent, and stood stiffly in place.

Nothing happened.

Mo Yi turned his body slightly, adjusted the angle, and raised his eyes to look outside the door.

——There was nothing on the dry and soft land. The blood-colored ground just now was clean, without any trace of blood, as if the ground had sucked up all the blood.

Mo Yi looked out the window.

The rest of the blood was gone too.

The cleanliness of the ground is disturbing.

A hoarse, metallic voice sounded.

Intermittent, like a jammed radio, a broken record, a broken music box.

A vague child's voice hummed.

But the content of the humming was covered by the loud noise, making it impossible to recognize every single word.

In the dark and dead room, weird and untuned notes echoed, almost able to arouse the most primitive fear in everyone's heart.

The sound of thin footsteps came from the depths of the shapeless corridor.

Not human.

The dense, crackling sound of knocking on the wooden floor made one's scalp tingle, and he just wanted to run away.

However, the danger outside the door is still the same. I don't know if the crooked-man will jump out again in the next second.

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

The scratching sound in the depths of the corridor was getting closer.

Everyone involuntarily moved towards the door, trying to stay away from the source of the sound.

The candlelight in the room became more and more dim, casting swaying shadows on the crooked walls. The swaying light seemed to grab the palm of the heart and strangle everyone's throats.

A strange figure slowly appeared at the entrance of the corridor, the arched back of half a person's height appeared between the darkness and the chaos, and the scalp-numbing scratching sound seemed to be clearly in the ear.

The slowly approaching fear can almost drive any normal person into madness!

Someone finally couldn't take it anymore, his body trembling because of fear, turned around and ran to the door desperately, with only one thought in his mind - stay away from it!Go further!

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

Mo Yi's heart also rose to his throat.

At this moment, he felt the mist next to him stretch out his hand to hold his wrist, and the cold touch came along the skin where the two touched, and there was an inexplicable sense of peace of mind. Mo Yi was taken aback, and turned his head to look beside him. go.

I saw him looking straight into the depths of the corridor, his jaw was tense, and he shook his head very slightly.

--do not move.

In the next second, the weird figure from the depths of the corridor appeared instantly!

Straight to the door!

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

It is as tall as half a person, and there is no fur on its body. Instead, it looks like upside-down flesh. It is irregularly covered with crumpled black sutures, as if it was crookedly sewn together by needles and threads. Glowing a terrible blood red.

Rotten flesh dripped down as it moved, and the strong smell of blood was almost nauseating.

Regardless of the other players standing in the middle of the house, it rushed directly to the door. A player who was crowded at the door subconsciously turned around, saw such a terrifying scene in an instant, and couldn't help screaming in an instant.

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

The pressure at the back instantly eased, and the other people crowded at the door ran out under the trend of fear.

Before it was too late, two huge mice sprang out from the shadow of the corridor!

There is more than one such terrifying creature!

They rushed straight to the door, chasing the few players who were fleeing.

The broken children's humming grew louder, intermittently singing the same tune over and over again.

The mouse that first appeared held the screaming man on the ground, and its sharp claws penetrated into the man's head like shredding tofu.

The poor man twitched, and the screaming stopped abruptly.

It draws its claws.

From Mo Yi's perspective, he could see two blood-stained and brain-stained eyeballs quietly lying in its sharp, bloody claws.

eyeball--?

An idea hit Mo Yi instantly.

He looked at the front face of the mouse, and saw that its pointed face was sewed ugly and distorted by needlework. In all the joints on the face, there were no eyes, only a terrifying big mouth, still dripping downwards. with blood.

Mo Yi turned his eyes to look at the other players standing stiffly in the room, his black eyes locked tightly on their pale faces deformed by fear, he shook his head slightly, and made a movement of sealing his mouth.

—they can't see.

Can only tell the direction of prey by hearing.

If you don't make a sound, you can live.

The intermittent nursery rhymes became louder and clearer, and Mo Yi could distinguish some words in them.

He can even complete the libretto in his heart——

"Three-blind-mice! See-how-they-run!

They-all-ran-after-the-farmer's-wife,

Who-cut-off-their-tails-witha-carving-knife.

Did-you-ever-see-such-a-thing-in-your-life-as-three-blind-mice

[Three blind mice!Look at the way they run!

They chased the farmer's wife,

She cut their tails with a knife.

Have you ever seen anything like this in your life? 】

Hearing the jammed broken child's voice, Mo Yi couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

—Another one.