Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 68

The ghost’s charred and twisted body almost merged with the darkness behind it. The pale face was distorted and blurred again. The clear facial features from before disappeared, leaving only a pair of ghostly fires. Its inhuman eyes stared at Mo Yi intensely.

The look of sadness and softness had disappeared, replaced by a sinister killing intent.

Under the gaze of those dark eyes, an icy sense of oppression followed, bringing physiological fear and horror.

Mo Yi’s back was sweating, even though his whole body was as cold as if he was immersed in snow water. An uncontrollable tremor climbed along his spine.

The heavy atmosphere almost solidified, and the air with the shallow bloody smell was compressed so hard that it was almost impossible to breathe.

He took a deep breath, his face still maintaining basic composure, considering his words, he said:

“Although I understand your concerns, there is another way, isn’t it? After all, as long as we leave safely, the sacrifice cannot be completed, right?”

After a suffocating silence, a hoarse voice sounded:

“–Why should I take the risk?”

The ghost took a step forward slowly, and a hoarse and weird gurgling sound came out of its throat:

“I sacrificed everything, including my love, my life, my soul– why should I risk ruining everything for you?”

It giggled, a horrible, monotonous laugh that sounded like a cry:

“I can kill my children with my own hands, what’s the point of leaving more of you?”

Mo Yi’s expression remained the same– after all, he was not prepared to impress the other party with such clumsy rhetoric.

In the next second, he raised his eyes, they stared at each other, and he suddenly said without warning:

“Then what if… from now on, no one will be sacrificed?”

The ghost’s hoarse laughter suddenly stopped, and its pale and cold face stared at Mo Yi, as if it was assessing something.

It said grimly:

“I don’t know if you’re too arrogant or too stupid to even think about fighting the devil on your own.”

A distorted smile appeared on the pale and blurred face:

“And…that’s the question– why should I take the risk?”

Under the tense and suffocating silence, Mo Yi suddenly laughed softly:

“Well, you should have done it a long time ago, didn’t you? Instead of giving us the chance to delay it for so long.”

There was silence.

Mo Yi’s face was pale, and the arches of his lips slightly tense, slightly evoking a restrained feeling, his dark eyes as bright as stars in winter:

“We have to die, but you have been with us for so long, why?”

The pale ghost withdrew all expression and stared at him coldly.

Mo Yi was taken aback.

Since the ghost figure appeared, it had been attacking Yu Ran, ruthlessly and unfeeling, trying to kill her every step of the way.

But not only did it not take any shots at him, but was willing to be patient and deal with him in time.

Of course, that necklace did bring back some of its sanity, but it was by no means enough to stop a pained evil spirit who had lost everything. The torture of time and the cruel experiences distorted its mind and soul, and “stop the devil” became its only reason for obsession and wandering.

In the face of such a paranoid, extreme evil spirit, who would do whatever it took to achieve its goal, Mo Yi had not been self-serving enough yet, thinking that a few words of softness can relieve the other party’s heart.

Unless……

Mo Yi’s eyebrows narrowed slightly, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

When he raised his gaze again, the expression in his eyes returned to calmness and clarity. He didn’t point out his guess, but just said:

“Since you don’t seem ready to kill us for the time being, why don’t you try our method?”

The other party was silent, and a pair of dark eyes stared straight at Mo Yi, as if evaluating something.

After a while, it let out a hoarse and weird low laugh:

“That’s fine.”

Immediately afterwards, the hoarse voice sounded again:

“But, next time I appear, I won’t be so merciful.”

As its voice fell, the scorched black figure that was half hidden in the darkness rippled, and then dissipated into thin air. The terrifying pale face, like melted wax, slowly followed.

Mo Yi’s heart was moved, and he suddenly stopped her: “Excuse me, can you tell me your name?”

All the paper evidence he collected were letters written by her, and each of them was not signed, so he still didn’t know the name of this woman who had experienced suffering.

The figure of the other party was already blurry. When Mo Yi almost gave up hope, she threw a few hoarse and faint syllables:

“…Ivy.”

Her voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, like the cawing of a crow, but there was an inexplicable sadness in her plain tone.

Only the two of them were left in the kitchen.

Mo Yi let out a long sigh, his tense and stiff shoulders suddenly relaxed, his nerves that had been highly tense slowly eased, and a familiar soreness rushed up like a tide.

He took a few steps back and reached out to hold himself up on the stove behind him, supporting his body aching from excessive stiffness.

The palms of his hands were already wet with sweat, his cold shirt tightly stuck to his back. The cold feeling was slowly transmitted to the nerve center along the peripheral nerves under his skin, causing a shudder.

Cold fingers wrapped around his wrist, the cool and delicate finger pads gently rubbed his protruding wrist bone.

This familiar way of comforting, although clumsy, made Mo Yi’s frown inexplicably loosen slightly, and the beating of his heart slowed down a lot.

He faintly raised the corners of his lips, and was about to say that it was okay, but in the next second he realized that there was still Yu Ran beside him, and swallowed the unspoken words.

At this moment, Yu Ran also recovered from the sudden situation. She stood up against the wall beside her, still looking at the darkness of the door in the kitchen with lingering fear, as if she was still worried that the terrifying shadow shape would appear again.

She tentatively reached out and touched her neck, there were still black as charcoal handprints left, which looked extremely shocking on her white skin.

Mo Yi noticed the movement beside him and turned to look at her.

Yu Ran looked terrible now. Her clothes were wrinkled all over her body, and her face was very embarrassed. There was a shallow cut on her dusty cheek, and bright red blood was slowly flowing down.

It seemed to be the wound left by the ghost when it first appeared before them.

Mo Yi’s heart was a bit tight, as he rummaged in his backpack for a while. He took out medicine to stop the bleeding and a band-aid, before handing it to Yu Ran:

“Your face, you’d better deal with it quickly. Being injured in this instance is no joke.”

Yu Ran was stunned. She reached out to touch her cheek, and only then did she realize the slight tingling pain.

Her eyes narrowed, and her facial expression suddenly became serious. She reached out to take the medicine in Mo Yi’s hand, and then carefully treated the seemingly harmless wound on her face in front of the small mirror she carried with her.

After making sure that the hemostatic tape was stuck and no new blood leaked out from the edge, Yu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, put away the small mirror, and turned to look at Mo Yi.

Her gaze was half surprised and half suspicious, while her eyes were fixed on Mo Yi’s face, as if she wanted to see something from it.

Mo Yi felt uncomfortable when she looked at him, and asked:

“……What’s the matter?”

Yu Ran’s eyes lit up, she considered it for a while, and then asked:

“I just think it’s a little weird. How did you know the ghost… Ivy wasn’t going to kill us?”

Mo Yi pursed his lips and lowered his eyes slightly, covering the complex look in his eyes.

It is undeniable that the Mist had never appeared and therefore had nothing to do with this. Mo Yi still remembered the incident on the second floor, the Mist frightened the monsters rushing towards him with just his momentum. It could be seen that his strength was not ordinary, even dreaded by the monsters in the instance.

However, the Mist didn’t show up just now, and Ivy was not the kind of mindless monster who was easily threatened.

So… he felt that there should be other reasons here.

But no matter what the reasons were, he couldn’t tell them to Yu Ran.

Mo Yi’s heart turned back and forth, but his face was still as usual. He raised his head, showing a flat smile, and answered lightly:

“…just luck.”

Yu Ran frowned, obviously she didn’t believe his words very much, but since Mo Yi didn’t really want to answer, she wouldn’t continue to ask so blindly. She changed the topic and continued to ask:

“By the way, you just said that you don’t want to… let anyone be sacrificed, is that true?”

Hearing this, Mo Yi’s eyebrows couldn’t help being stained with a bit of solemnity:

“In this situation, I can only say this to stabilize the situation, but now we may have to do this.”

Yu Ran pursed her lips and stared at him, only to hear him continue:

“Now we only have two choices: One is to face the common pursuit of two enemies at the same time, the paranoid powerful evil spirit and the house that is trying to sacrifice us. The other is to ensure that the players who are still alive continue to live, and then focus on dealing with the enemies.”

Mo Yi showed a wry smile: “…Two thorny roads, I can only choose the less thorny one.”

Yu Ran’s complexion also became heavy.

–The difficulty of this instance was really unusual.

At this moment, through the vague darkness, a slight metallic constricting sound seemed to be heard in the hall not far away. The familiar intermittent music seemed extraordinarily eerie and terrifying in the silence.

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment and looked down at his wrist.

The jumping numbers on the jet-black watch indicated—

A new hour began.