Chapter 363: The clock face of the bell tower
Without the overwriting of the art student, the painting was like a magic lamp with the lid uncovered, and the genie trapped in the lamp suddenly lost its He broke away from the restraints and penetrated outside the layer with his free body.
Its arms were equipped with sharp nails, and they rushed out of the wall as if they were punctured through a layer of plastic film.
[Howl——]
As soon as the body of the Laughing Angel seeped out of the painting, it immediately turned into that translucent and illusive appearance, as if it had finally escaped from the ball cage. , it shows a hearty feeling, as if a person suffering from constipation has finally found catharsis.
However, what is waiting for it is not freedom, but Lao Mo.
Lao Mo didn't give it any chance, and directly wrapped his arm with golden aura. He stretched out his hand and grabbed its wings. His posture was exactly like that of a farmer reaching out to catch a big white goose.
The Smiling Angel realized something was wrong and tried to struggle, but was pushed hard to the stone slab at his feet by Lao Mo, followed by a rush of golden aura.
Time is tight, but Lao Mo is unambiguous at all. At this moment, he is a standard chef, cooking fresh ingredients in the cleanest way.
But this time is different from before. This time the laughing angel is holding a lantern.
As a result, under the washing of the golden aura, the meridians in the body of the smiling angel gradually became clear, and then, colorful gases began to seep out of its body. Among these gases, the main ones were... Mainly gray fog...
Soon, the body surface of the Smiling Angel turned gray-white.
While twitching, it transformed like an entity, like an angel sculpture falling from the sky but landing face first. The feathers behind it were as straight as blades, and the water droplets on the feathers gradually condensed. has become a reality.
When it completely turned into a petrified angel sculpture, Lao Mo took out the butcher knife and knocked the case of the angel sculpture a few times with the handle.
The next moment, accompanied by a series of subtle "clicking" sounds, spiderweb-like cracks covered the entire body of the angel sculpture. Seeing that the time was almost up, Lao Mo patted it hard.
"Bang!"
The angel sculpture peeled off like old tree bark, and a comatose and pale-faced dormitory appeared among the messy debris.
This dormitory manager is slightly fat, even a little naive, and his comatose appearance looks like a person who has fallen into a dream.
In his hand, there is also a petrified hourglass that has rolled down. The sand in the hourglass has solidified in the state of being spilled, and there is still a lot left.
Old Mo took out the hourglass alone, and then rolled up the dormitory's sleeves.
I saw a translucent card on the wrist of the dormitory manager. This card seemed to be integrated with the skin of his wrist, but it has not completely integrated yet.
Lao Mo took out the butcher's knife and peeled it off the host along the edge of the translucent card.
This scene should have been extremely bloody, but the host remained sound asleep throughout the entire process, and there was not even a drop of blood or ketchup-like viscous substance left on his wrist, just like a bionic man generally.
"He is hopeless." Lao Mo said, "Just like that art student."
"What you see now of him is only in his 'human' form. , His will is almost dead, and everything except his toes has entered the gate of hell. With our current conditions, the probability of saving him is zero. "
"And even if he is rescued, he has no chance to leave the art building."
"Rest in peace." Lao Mo groaned, and the field exploded, releasing all the extraordinary power in the "sleeping" dormitory. Pulled away.
And just as Lao Mo said, there was only the last trace of gray mist left in the plastic tube's body. When the gray mist disappeared, he completely turned into a sculpture and then fell apart.
Lin Yi watched this scene silently. For some reason, he strangely did not feel a trace of compassion in his heart. It seemed that when the dormitory manager was annihilated as an "inhuman", he had no feelings for him. It is no different than the death of a beast.
“If we don’t kill him, will he become a nocturnal species?”
"Almost." Lao Mo said, "He will become an advanced fusion material with the qualifications to become an alien sculpture..."Super Nocturnal Species". "
"Whether it swallows and fuses other nocturnal species, or it is swallowed and fused by other nocturnal species, alien sculptures will be born. "
"Of course, the alien sculpture itself also likes this type of material very much..."
Lin Yi nodded. In short, he just can't live. If the Virgin Heart is overflowing, he wants to save him. , then he and himself will become the target of the alien sculpture.
Lao Mo glanced at the card in his hand, and then handed the translucent card to Lin Yi.
When the card was peeled off, the parts attached to it immediately turned into petrified sculpture fragments.
"Boy, remember, from the moment you start to return, you are no longer a person without identity, you are... "Board Manager-33-X0221119003". "
Lin Yi took the card, looked down at the number on the card, and then hesitated: "He... entered the school on November 19, 2022? It was already half a year ago...? "
"It has indeed been half a year. That '33' means the 33rd floor of the dormitory building. If he hadn't been nailed to the wall by that art student, he would have become the old smiling angel. , that’s why I said I was lucky. "Lao Mo held the butcher's knife in one hand and the hourglass in the other, and then walked towards the exit without looking back.
"The same is true for that art student. Even if I killed him, in fact He has also been sacrificed. He just relied on the obsession that remained before his death to instinctively launch a resistance. If his body is not destroyed, although he will not become an advanced fusion material for alien sculptures, he still cannot escape. The fate of being eaten by nocturnal species. ”
"There is also a possibility that it will also be collected by fanatics, and then they will be shaped into raging angels through sculpture classes."
Lao Mo had already walked several rounds of stairs while speaking, helping Lin Yi. After the matter was settled, his only purpose was to save Mu Daxian.
Lin Yi followed Lao Mo closely and stroked the dormitory ID card that he had put in his pocket. He suddenly thought of the state in which an art student used himself to seal the smiling angel in the layer. It seems a bit like... someone trapped in the sleeping cabin of a spaceship?
Once the hatch is opened, will they wake up from the time they fell asleep?
"No! The smiling angel obviously feels relieved. In other words, its state is completely different from 'sleeping', but a state where it is awake but unable to perform any actions. ——Ultimate torture! 》
So lonely!
Because they are just smiling angels, otherwise they would definitely go crazy if they were intelligent creatures. Lin Yi couldn't help but think, what if he was stuffed into the layer and still watched the outside world? If time passes...
Lin Yi shivered subconsciously, it was simply a kind of exile, an absolute emptiness and loneliness!
Time has flowed through the ages, but it has not been imposed on me. Isn’t this a kind of exile? !
He quickened his pace to keep up with Lao Mo.
As the fog area faded, the wind and rain above gradually poured in here. This large amount of water mist was like the spray formed by waves washing on the city wall. Lin Yi suddenly realized that the trickles that continued to flow down the inner wall of the stairwell were not all seeping in from the gaps in the wall. Perhaps a lot of them were flowing down from above and all the way to the bottom of the stairwell. .
"Wait, this stairwell...has a bottom?"
"If I remember correctly, when I went up the stairs with Lao Mo just now, we seemed to end up here inexplicably. Come on, it’s not like climbing up from the bottom!”
They just arrived at a certain section here through the layer jump, and then started to rush to the top.
In that case...
What's at the bottom of this bell tower? !
Lin Yi couldn't help but fell into a trance, and a ridiculous idea came to his mind. It couldn't be that the bottom of this is directly spiraling into the sea, right?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
"We're here." Lao Mo's voice came from the front, awakening Lin Yi's thoughts, "When the hourglass turns back into a kerosene lamp later, you can return along the 'original path' to The elevator shaft at the observation deck is over."
"You will be attacked, but remember, it doesn't matter how you are injured, as long as the kerosene lamp does not go out, you will not die."
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"When you get to the elevator shaft, just do as I say."
"Old Mo, what about you?" Lin Yi refused to give up.
"Me?" Lao Mo smiled slightly, "If a dead person can still fulfill his last wish before death, how happy do you think it would be?"
He patted Lin Strange shoulders.
“Don’t be stressed, your task has been completed, now it’s time for me to perform.”
Lao Mo said and walked forward.
At the end of the bell tower corridor, there is a sculpture that is like a landmark. It is a sculpture of a dead body, no different from the sculpture that reminded Maozi to leave the stairs.
It’s just that there is no door here, only an invisible layer of medium that separates the two worlds.
If this was a canteen, there would be a symbolic plastic wind curtain, but there is nothing here, making it impossible to see the nature of the "door" here.
This layer of medium was like an exhaust vent, constantly spraying wind and rain towards them. Those who didn't know it thought there was a nuclear-powered humidifier hidden inside.
In addition to the water mist, the back of the medium also made some dull "dong-dong" sounds from time to time. These "dong-dong" sounds were exactly the same as the sounds Lin Yi heard along the way. It was obvious that the source was On top of the bell tower.
Lao Mo's figure disappeared behind the layer of medium, and Lin Yi followed him immediately upon seeing this.
The moment he crossed the medium, Lin Yi felt as if he had entered a twisted kaleidoscope. The surrounding space was distorted in an irregular way, and his ears began to ring. The complex noise made his head hurt.
At the same time, he felt rain falling continuously, and his hair was wet in the blink of an eye.
The water flowing across the cheeks exudes a faint salty smell. You don’t have to know that it is mixed with sea water.
He began to wonder if he had started to fall off the layer again, but the gradually recovering vision and the back of Lao Mo in the field of vision told him that there was no problem with the layer.
"So...this is the clock tower?"
The world in front of him kept shaking slightly. Compared with the clock tower, it looked more like a fishing boat tossed by the wind and waves. As soon as he emerged from the cabin, he was immediately wet.
But as he completely passed through that layer of void medium, this feeling immediately disappeared, and his vision finally recovered.
This is a square "room", about the size of an ordinary person's living room. Under his feet and around him are the layout of a normal bell tower. On three of the surrounding walls, there are some religious inscriptions carved on them. On the last side of the mural's carvings, an exquisite totem was cast from an unknown metal.
This totem is very much like the pattern on the surface of a clock, and some special points seem to correspond to the positions of certain stars.
There are twelve equally divided signs around the totem, and there are two long and short hands in the center. The time of the hands is somewhat wrong, it shows 10:42.
"10:42?!" Lin Yi was shocked, what is going on? !
He quickly lowered his head and glanced at the quartz watch, but the time on the watch was 1:18.
He was startled for a moment and then understood immediately - there was no time engraved around the clock, and the wall on this side was transparent. The clock was inside the building, but it was for people outside the building to see. .
The surface running time of 1:18, if viewed from behind, is 10:42.
The moment he realized that there was no problem with the time, Lin Yi breathed a long sigh of relief. Even he himself didn't know why he was so nervous.
At this moment, he saw the situation outside through the glass on the surface of the bell tower.
Thick dark clouds have already pressed down on the spire of the bell tower, covering the whole world like a dark quilt soaked in water, and the spire of the bell tower is the existence of "the sky is the highest" !
Water mist fills the entire space, and even the wind in the square space is as uncomfortable as singing rap. What really sets the beat for this kind of rap is the "dong" sound. "Boom" sound!
"Dong-dong sound?!"
Lin Yi seemed to be reminded and quickly looked towards the area where Lao Mo was walking before. At this time, he discovered that there was a stone in the bell tower leading to the top floor. Those stone steps were built in the corner farthest from the dial of the bell tower, and when he looked along the steps to the top, he was shocked!
The top floor of the clock tower is designed in a typical Gothic style - no, judging from Lao Mo's popular science, it should be said that this design is the originator of the typical Gothic architectural style.
It adds a spire roof carried by four columns on a square building designed with a huge clock dial. The top of the tower is slender and sharp, like a sharp sword pointing to the sky.
In the four blank areas, six more circular columns were built on each side.
These columns have a hollow design, so wind and rain can blow in.
And in the hollow area surrounded by twenty-eight columns, under the spire dome, there is a huge ancient bell hanging!
(End of this chapter)