Chapter 306: The Fifth Night's Secret Room

Mo Li felt an indescribable disappointment at this moment, and it could be summed up as - ah, why do supernatural events happen to me forever?

"The spiritual vibration in this area has disappeared, and there will be no more supernatural phenomena." Hanama probably felt the resentful gaze behind him, which was even more resentful than the ghost, and explained, but the gaze behind him became even more resentful, but he observed the current and put his hand into the tank, "There's something blocking it inside." ”

When Hanama's hand reached out again, there was a small but somewhat rusty key.

This god-like way of getting props in a game can't help but make the fox girl complain again, "Now I can't get rid of equipment and props to fight the boss and change it to this kind of cheating method, at that time I thought I would see a remnant face looking at me in the mirror when I turned around......"

"Speaking of important props, it's still in the concrete." Hanama smiled and pointed to the neatly cut severed arm, although Moli's arm had begun to regenerate and twist rapidly into a deformity and was constantly being corrected, the parts that could not be made embedded in the surface could still be seen clearly.

The demon fox squinted at the stump that could not be taken out of the ground again, and the neat cut muscles and bones could be observed clearly, and it was a rare anatomy physical diagram in the textbook, but the experimental mouse was himself. Almost no one could tell when Moli was moving, her fox tail wrapped around her Kusanagi sword and slicing into the severed arm, and after a bang, a neat square of cement bricks was lifted to the ground by her tail.

This cement brick is not very strong, and when it hits the corner of the ground, it shatters into small pieces, revealing the palm that has a grayish-white texture inside, which seems to be like the feeling of dΓ©jΓ  vu in the classic corpse shredding case when the shredded corpse pieces are mixed into the cement and cut into the foundation. Mo Li intensified his efforts and began to use his weapon as a hammer to hit the cement bricks, and soon the part of his palm was completely exposed, and the fragments of the perfect soul suppression mirror fused with the cement could be faintly seen.

"That, that, Captain...... So your hand, ah, that, your original hand, that. No, that ......" Tongtong really couldn't stand Mo Li's "cruel" treatment of his "stump", and couldn't help but remind him, but he always felt that he had changed his taste when he said it.

"It's okay, anyway- it's not a part of me at all, ahaha-" The demon fox who felt bad replied cheerfully, and finally completely evolved into a gravel murderer, cutting the cement bricks and his stump into regular pieces, and taking out the fragments of the Soul Suppression Mirror intact, and how many of them were vented to relieve the pain of limb regeneration.

Mo Li felt the pain of the severed limb, which was both itching and tingling, finally lessened until she became numb and stopped destroying her former arm, and she raised her newborn arm, which was obviously still adjusting the subtle changes in her bones, making a "gada" sound from time to time. But at least it can be seen that it is a complete arm and not the residual limb of a malformed fetus. The thighs regenerate much slower than the arms, and the soles of the feet have not fully grown, so she can only jump forward on one foot...... But maybe you can use your tail instead of your feet.

"Today it's Chizuruko Mifune. Then tomorrow, which is the pen fairy of the second night, is probably Nagao Ikuko. I probably know which room this key represents, so let's go and see the final clue...... Captain Moli, do you need me to support you? Hua Jian was very gentlemanly and held Mo Li, who was shaking and trying to develop his new fox tail function, and took the last fragment of the soul suppression mirror.

The poisonous scorpion propped its head and watched the interaction between the members of the Fox Nine-Tails. When the three of them seemed to have finalized their next plan and were about to get out of this messy toilet, they asked in surprise, "Wait a minute, did you forget me?" ”

"Allah, you're still there, the poisonous scorpion, I thought you went after Tong Yao."

"Miss Scorpion, it's so you're still here, it was really rude just now."

"Huh?! That ......"

All three of them had expressions of surprise, either pretending to be or real. It seems that I just realized that there is an extra person next to me.

"......" the poisonous scorpion did not know that this was the first time he was unable to express his feelings in words in this copy.

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Hanama had apparently figured out almost the entire layout of the campus, and he skillfully led the way to the top of the one floor above the toilets, which had a different layout than the other floors. There is a narrow locked door against the wall, and some cleaning utensils such as mops and brooms are stacked next to it.

"I found out that the door was locked, but when I forced my way through it, there was nothing inside or even dust, which was obviously not normal - because I was missing a necessary procedure to open the door by obtaining the key. Therefore, the entire copy system will not recognize my 'opening the door' and will not be able to obtain information from it. Hanama explained. While inserting the key into the keyhole.

Probably due to the rust of the keyhole and key, the process did not go well, but the door was finally opened with a dull sound.

"It's this pattern again......" Mo Li covered his nose with his hands, a thick smell of old books filled his nose, and with the action of opening the door and a yin wind pouring in, the entire old room without light was filled with flying dust.

From the light at the entrance of the room, it was a completely sealed room, with no windows on the walls neatly arranged with bookshelves, and some books piled up under the shelves or scattered and discarded books. In the center of the room was a desk with a book spread out on it, and a short candle that was almost covered in dust.

The four of them touched the wall of the room for a long time and did not find the light switch, but there were clearly European-style lights on the ceiling that were very inconsistent with the layout of the room. Mo Li was afraid that his fox fire would accidentally touch something important, so he didn't choose to use it for lighting, but found some emergency lights from the space of spore grass, and illuminated the whole room brighter than the outside.

"Captain Moli, can you make a staircase here with mistletoe, I want to go up and check the lamp." Instead of searching for the most suspicious desk in the center for the first time, Hanama Xian focused on the very inconsistent European-style lighting.

"Do you suspect that there is a clue hidden in this lamp?" Mo Li also looked up at the lighting that obviously didn't match the old study, but it was likely that someone later could install it before they had time to install the wires, but anyway. A lamp like this in a room like this would be worth a deep search.

Mo Li inserted a mistletoe branch into the ground and slightly infused with demonic power, and the mistletoe immediately developed into a thick tree-like shape, and the strings between the flowers nodded to Mo Li and thanked him, stepping on the steps that the mistletoe could twist and sat on the top of the vine, just enough to reach the lights with both hands more comfortably.

He didn't dislike the large amount of dust on the lamp at all, and directly groped for the thick dust with his hands.

With the movement of the strings between the flowers, a large amount of dust fell down, making the smell of the whole room even more choking, and Tongtong couldn't help but sneeze and sniff her nose.

"Did you find anything?" Mo Li pulled the chair next to the desk and sat down, the old chair groaned as if it was going to fall apart at any moment, in fact it was about to fall apart. The demon fox could only give up the crumbling chair, fold the fox tail into a fur sofa by himself, sink his feet into a piece of softness, and pick up the most conspicuous book on the desk and flip it up.

Unfortunately, the books are also full of dust. A large amount of dust poured into her nasal passages and even made her eyes sore, but luckily Moli's strengthening level decided that she wouldn't easily get bacteria or eye diseases because of this bit of dust, otherwise they would have spent half a day cleaning the room that was too dirty to look at.

Mo Li knocked the book on the ground twice to drive away the large amount of dust on it, and at this moment, as soon as Hua Jian Xian let go, the whole lamp fell from the ceiling gyroscope and was caught by the poisonous scorpion below. Even so, there was a large number of noises that alarmed the demon fox, "Flower Strings...... What did you do? ”

Hanama's slender fingers had been dyed coal-colored, and he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to slightly clean the fingers that were covered in dust and affected his perception, "The lamp was not installed at all, but it was just randomly nailed and slightly fixed, and it fell off with a little forceβ€”it seems that it was just to hide this hole." There's nothing around, or do you want to go a little deeper? ”

The man muttered to himself as he tried to expand the hole with manpower, which could only hold half a palm, and the dust fell in large quantities with his movements. Choked and all three of the ladies below began to sneeze.

The poisonous scorpion couldn't help but say, "Oh, don't move anymore, if I continue like this, I'll get acne or skin allergies in this copy, I'll let my pet scorpion go in and search for it, and take out all the suspicious objects." That's it. ”

"Then I'm sorry for you, it shouldn't be too big. You can take it out from the current hole. Hanama said politely, but from his tone it seemed that he was waiting for the poisonous scorpion to do so.

"Congratulations on your escape." Mo Li squinted at the trembling mass of spore grass at his feet.

qaq ...... The spore grasses rolled in a ball, and today's owner was so terrible.

The poisonous scorpion pursed its lips, and its bewitching eyes had a coquettish meaning, but unfortunately they were all shielded by the soft and hard smile of the flower strings. As soon as her hand was raised, scorpions the size of a palm climbed along her arm to the branches and vines of mistletoe, and Mo Li also cooperated to let the mistletoe extend all the way to the entrance of the cave, and the scorpions climbed into the hole one by one and made a shattering sound, like reptiles running rampant on the ceiling.

After a while, there was a sound of objects dragging on the ceiling, and it seemed that some scorpions had found their target and began to drag objects in the direction of the hole, and from the direction of the sound, it could be judged that the general direction of the blocks was near the desk where Moli was. Soon, there was another sound of dragging from other places.

The scorpions quickly pushed everything suspicious out, and what came out at first was disappointing, some stones and wooden blocks, no doubt about it, the most ordinary kind.

Mo Li eventually noticed that the scorpions were having a problem on it, there was a dragging sound, and the object made a dull grinding sound that was obviously different from anything else, and it seemed to be very heavy and difficult to drag outβ€”compared to the scorpions.

They waited for a long time before the scorpions could drag anything to the entrance of the cave, and judging by the sound, the place was probably in the corner of the wall far from the entrance.

Mo Li looked at Hanama with an inquiring look and an extra flintlock pistol in his hand, and after obtaining the consent of the other party, shot one after another at the place where the sound came from, and finally shot out a circle of bullets.

The entire wall collapsed with the bullet marks, and the scorpion and the mysterious object fell from the ceilingβ€”

"Bang-" A thick, Xinhua dictionary-like book fell to the ground, and the hard writing hit the ground with a dull sound that echoed in the confined space.