Congratulations on Your Successful Escape - Chapter 172

Chapter 172

“Squeak–“

The harsh scratching sound sounded in the quiet and dark room, like sharp nails on the smooth mirror surface, struggling through the general soothing of the teeth, the sudden monotonous and high-quake shaking the eardrum, scratching the nerves, making People can’t help but want to block their ears to block the entrance of this almost tortured sound.

With the sound of this harsh scratching, distorted writing gradually appeared on the smooth mirror surface.

The blurry white shadow in the mirror was not far behind like a plume of smoke

It was as if an invisible blade had crossed the mirror, leaving deep white marks on it—

Mo Yi stared at his breath, his eyes moved with the struggling letters that gradually appeared above him, and he meditated in his heart.

S——I——S——

Just before the last S had been written, a gloomy voice seemed to come from the depths of the darkness, and it seemed like a thunderous thunder through the deadly silence in the room:

“Who is there?”

The sound hadn’t fallen, so I only heard a “click” sounding not far away.

Mo Yi couldn’t help but be surprised, a hint of ominous glance passed quickly from the bottom of his heart.

In the next second, I saw a thin crack spread rapidly on the smooth mirror surface, and spread violently around the blurry white shadow behind it, as if crawling like a spider’s web covered with the light shook by a flashlight. The illuminated mirror quickly blurs the original clear image into an abstract painting like distortion and chaos.

The crooked English letters were quickly destroyed by the cracked mirror, as if it were thrown into the stone and the whole lake was broken.

Mo Yi quickly turned his head and looked at the place where the white shadow stood behind–

Empty.

Nothing at all.

He Yuguang glimpsed the lean figure at the door, and his pale face and dark cave-like eyes quickly evoked Mo Yi’s memory … steward!

Before he could do anything, he just heard a clear burst sound not far away in front of him, and the cracked mirror frame framed in the dark frame shattered sharply. The transparent glass fragments Rotating under the light of the shaking flashlight, splashing everywhere, cold white lights refracted in thousands of tiny fragments, quickly melting into the deep and rich darkness.

Mo Yi bowed subconsciously and raised his hand to cover his face, but even so, he still felt a small and sharp tingling swiftly across the back of his hand and cheek, and huge glass fragments were printed in the retina. At a speed that is difficult to capture, zoom in gradually in the field of vision, and then zoom in again.

Suddenly, his arm was pulled by a strong force, Mo Yi fell down in the direction of the force, and the darkness suddenly fell in front of him, as if all the light and shadow had disappeared in the familiar clear breath, he felt the smell of crickets stuck to himself The arms tightened on his shoulders, and he embraced them.

There were clear footsteps in the ears, as if the sound of leather shoes knocking on the ground.

Mo Yi could not help but stiffen slightly. He slightly adjusted his head in Wen Yan’s arms so that his eyes could just see the open space on his side. I saw the housekeeper’s pale and vague face came slowly, and the sound of even strides sounded in the dark and empty room.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rate, and there was a sound of rubbing against the fabric on Wen chest.

This time it should be similar to the scene in the corridor last time. Is Mo Yi worried about the housekeeper seeing him?

His strange thing was another thing—there was no obvious obstruction between the picture frame and the door. The experience of being blocked by the butler in the side hall for the first time made Mo Yi not doubt his night vision ability. Coupled with the fact that the flashlight did not turn off immediately when the housekeeper came in, it was obviously a very conspicuous target in the dark room. However, the housekeeper just asked “who is there” at the door. There were people in the room, but they didn’t see who was standing in front of the frame.

…… This is very strange.

Could it be that Wen Yan used some method just now?

Then why did you still use the earliest hug to stop the housekeeper’s search after this method worked?

Mo Yi frowned in confusion, her lips pursing subconsciously.

The sound of footsteps passed behind Mo Yi, and walked towards the wall where the picture was hung.

Mo Yi suddenly remembered that the mirror had broken! Now in the frame …?

His heart jumped suddenly, slowly turning his head, his eyes slowly turned towards the corner of the eye as he moved, and his ears could hear the clucking of the spine of his spine, which seemed extraordinarily dark in a dark and quiet room. Clear.

At the edge of the line of sight, the butler’s thin, black silhouette-like figure appeared, and the fuzzy silhouette almost blended with the darkness around him. He stood in front of the frame, as if looking up at the picture engulfed by darkness. He His shape almost completely blocked Mo Yi’s vision, and he couldn’t see anything in the darkness.

Mo Yi tightened his fingers subconsciously, and his heart beat faster.

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Suddenly, at this moment, the steward’s figure suddenly fell short, exposing the portrait in front of him, only to see that in the thick picture frame surrounded by gold wire, the rough canvas appeared blurred and dark. The bleak, dried paint cracked and faded, leaving a deep shadow on the canvas. The woman with a vague face, standing in the frame quietly in a long skirt that could not see the color, stared at the picture with dim eyes. People outside the box.

Everything returned to what it was before, and nothing seemed to have happened.

Mo Yi froze, and glanced slightly across the ground next to him—nothing, no glass fragments or mirror residues, the ground was clean, only he seemed to have been there for a century. The long dust remained silent in the darkness.

It was as if everything was just his fantasy.

The next second, the steward straightened up and listened only to the sound of the cloth bursting through the air. The fuzzy portrait on the portrait was covered by the pale list.

It turned out that he was just bending over to pick up the fabric on the ground.

I saw that the steward slowly turned his emotionless face, looked at the whole dark and quiet hall carefully, and then took his stable and uniform steps toward the door of the side hall.

I only heard the squeaking of the door opening and the slight collision of the door closing when the door opened.

The side hall was shrouded in darkness and silence again.

Mo Yi exhaled silently, then took a few steps back, and quit Wen Wen’s arms. He said softly:

“Thanks a lot.”

Wen Yan smiled silently, raised his finger and gently rubbed his cheek with the cold fingertips. A bit of cold touch rubbed his cheek that was slightly hot due to tension. Wake Mo Yi’s memory.

He seemed to remember something, and raised his hand and touched his face vigorously.

It doesn’t hurt.

The sharp sympathy before the glass fragments rubbed the cheek was like the mirror itself disappearing without trace, the touch on the face was smooth and flat, without any trace of injury.

Mo Yi raised another clenched hand, with excessive whiteness at the knuckles, and slowly spread his stiff, almost numb fingers slowly.

With his movements, Yin Hong’s large blood slid from his fingers and ticked down into the darkness. Mo Yi continued to move as if he could not detect the pain, stiff. Finally, the five fingers were fully opened, and half of the sharp and red blood-stained broken lenses lay in the palm intertwined with pale and bright red. The sharp edges were deeply trapped in the rolled flesh, and the blood went down the open grain Flowing.

Mo Yi breathed a sigh of relief slowly, his tight shoulder just now finally relaxed.

When the piece of glass struck himself just now, he caught it fast in the air and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. He felt almost no pain because of excessive force.

——It’s great. Thanks to myself, this piece of glass has been held by myself, or I’m afraid it will disappear like no other glass fragments scattered.

The half-spread palm in the air was dragged gently by Wen Yan.

Mo Yi looked up at him, and unexpectedly saw that his brows were locked tightly, and the corners of his tight lips fell down unconsciously. The cold and profound features seemed to be tightened tightly, and the light gray pupil seemed to suppress the anger forcibly.

Wen Yan said nothing, but carefully picked out the piece of the mirror from the wound in his palm.

Mo Yi, who was being fascinated, took a breath of indifference, and then saw that the expression on Wen Yan’s face seemed to be more depressed, and the poor face, which had less emotions, became as solemn as a sculpture.

Mo Yi raised the other free hand and gently nodded Wen’s brow, and said in a low voice, “Relax, I don’t hurt.”

Wen Yan didn’t say anything, but moved the glass pieces out more gently, then looked up at him:

“… I don’t like you getting hurt.”

In his light grey eyes, there was a slight fragility and anger.

Wen Yan lowered his head and kissed the pale fingertips of Mo Yi’s blood, his cold lips touched his cold fingers, and he couldn’t tell the difference between you and me. He murmured in a low voice: “I just … I’m mad at myself … “

His voice went down afterwards, even if Mo Yi was so close to him.

Mo Yi’s fingertips moved slightly, his dark black eyebrows dangled, watching Wen Yan, and suddenly he asked, “Is there any sugar?”

Wen Yi looked at him a little puzzledly, and then moved his fingertips slightly, and Mo Yi dropped in the palm of his side into a round candy with a sudden rising mist.

He stretched out his palm and saw the beautiful orange candy glowing bright and dreamy colors in the dim light. With only one hand, Mo Yi refused the hand stretched out by Wen Yi to help, and then he wrapped the package with some difficulty. The paper was torn open, the fingertips were deftly turned, and the sugar **** were completely peeled off.

Mo Yi lifted his eyes and looked at Wen Yan, his face continued to raise the candy against his lips, and then a hard, round sugar ball passed Wen Wen’s hard teeth, rubbed his soft tongue and rolled in In his mouth.

Wen Yan’s mouth contained candy, and the expression on his face was a little dazed for a moment, staring at Mo Yi at a loss.

Mo Yi asked: “Is it sweet?”

Wen Yan’s cold temper was destroyed by the funny raised piece on his cheek, he looked at him blankly, and nodded hesitantly.

Mo Yi stared at Wen Yan, then said solemnly:

“Then don’t think about those that are missing, just peel me one.”

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Mo Yi: I have special comforting skills.

Wen Yan: You are obviously just shifting the topic!

Mo Yi: Isn’t that my skill?

Wen Yan: … is it true that you said (submit

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