Chapter 97 Art Building Hall
On the mist-filled ancient stone bridge, Mao Feiyan was walking on thin ice. He wrapped his yellow knitted sweater tightly, and his thin black body looked so thin and tight, as if he was hugged. The embrace of darkness.
Lin Yi, who knew that Mao Feiyang would be fine, took this opportunity to take advantage of God's perspective and quickly took stock of the surrounding environment.
He first looked around, trying to find the section of cliff where the night watchman was located from the ancient stone bridge where the watchtower was located.
Theoretically, the castle is located on a cliff, surrounded by mist-shrouded mountains and oceans. If you want to find the location of the night watchman, you only need to start from the side facing the sea, but His initial search found nothing, so he had to give up and focus on the stone bridge.
Mao Feiyang was so frightened by the surrounding environment that he naturally did not dare to look around, so he did not notice the special nature of this stone bridge at all.
Lin Yi was different. He opened his eyes and observed.
He was quickly attracted by the burning candlestick on the stone bridge.
At first glance, it was difficult for Lin Yi to tell the material of the candlestick. It seemed to be something between blue-gray stone and some kind of ancient bronze.
A cluster of flames burned in its center. The flames swayed in the sea breeze as if only the flames at the roots were left. The light cast by it was also distorted and dissipated in the mist, but it It just won't go out, as if hanging on to its last breath.
Lin Yi's attention was first attracted by this flame, because he realized that the flame was extremely familiar. As soon as he recalled it, he realized that it was the kind of light in an old kerosene lamp!
But he soon discovered that it was not the candlelight that really exuded a mysterious aura, but the candlestick made of special material.
This candlestick is in the shape of a disc, with the root engraved with the pattern of some magical creature, like a twisted snake or some long animal with wings. It seems to be based on mythology. pattern.
Besides the pattern, there are also some weird graphics or words, which are between the hieroglyphs of the Mayan civilization and the Egyptian civilization and the hieroglyphics of ancient China, with some Shang and Zhou glyphs. The atmosphere of the ritual of the times smells like Zhong Dingwen, and at a glance it seems like you are seeing a distorted history.
This pattern and text surround the candlestick, making the entire candlestick seem to be enveloped by an indescribable power.
Lin Yi just took a few glances and felt an unnatural sense of creepiness, as if the thing had a strong ominous aura, or perhaps there was some kind of power lingering in the candlestick that far exceeded the realm he could touch...
"'Pollution'."
For some reason, the word "pollution" popped up in Lin Yi's mind. In fact, he didn't know what "pollution" meant. He just thought That kind of power beyond his cognition should be what the head teacher calls "pollution".
"No, it should be said...'extraordinary characteristics'?"
"Extraordinary characteristics...?"
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes. When did he first hear this term? Why did he suddenly blurt it out so smoothly?
"By the way! Mr. Tian said it!"
His eyes lit up.
【"In our time, it is obvious that some people have found the laws of certain extraordinary characteristics and are trying to reproduce those things..."
"The kerosene lamp in the hands of the security guard .”
"Those kerosene lamps on the walls of the gymnasium."
"Even the street lamps all over the campus."
"Our student ID cards, various credentials that represent identity."
< br>"These things...may have more or less extraordinary properties."
"Of course, I'm not sure about street lamps, but that kind of kerosene lamp is definitely not a normal thing."
"Not only is it abnormal, it is also a product of modern civilization. At least... it is something that has only begun to appear in the past few hundred years."]
In the dormitory, Tian Bufan said...
"This candlestick... seems to have 'extraordinary properties' that are not weaker than the old kerosene lamp?" Lin Yi thought.
He didn't know what extraordinary characteristics were, but his intuition told him that this aura that could bring him a sense of security should be extraordinary characteristics.
Following the light all the way, feeling the afterglow of the candlestick and the remaining extraordinary characteristics of the candlelight, Lin Yi was about to follow Mao Feiyang across the ancient stone bridge before he knew it.
But as Mao Feiyang approached the arch of the castle, the distance between him and the watchtower became farther and farther, and the brows under the beret of the art teacher gradually wrinkled.
"The distance seems not enough..."
The art teacher looked at the stone pillars supporting the ancient stone bridge. These stone pillars were built on the mountain rocks, and the foundation of the mountain rocks It is a group of rocks extending diagonally into the sea.
At this time, the moon was dark and the wind was tight, and the sea breeze carried the fog up. Some twisting figures seemed to appear on the dark and moist mountain wall. They struggled to climb up bit by bit. Then I climbed to the back of the stone bridge...
"Swish, rustle..."
"Rust, rustle..."
Lin Yi keenly captured some weird movements. This subtle vibration came from "his" feet... to be more precise, it came from the stone slabs under his feet. the back.
Theoretically, it is impossible for stones of this thickness to transmit the earthquake so clearly, unless... the number of those crawlers is too large.
In fact, their number is indeed huge... Endless twisted figures cling to the back of the stone bridge like swarms of insects and ghouls, crawling forward closely following Mao Feiyang's pace .
Occasionally, one or two wisps of candlelight swaying in the wind were twisted by the mist and fell on their palms and claws, causing their palms and claws to emit hissing smoke, and they retracted into the darkness in pain. among.
A strong fear surged in Mao Feiyang's heart involuntarily. The twisted figures were chasing his traces like dark, sticky and filthy blood, like a pair of palms gradually catching up from the shadow behind his back, trying to Grab him by the throat.
The light projected from the watchtower was finally obscured by the thick fog and could no longer be projected on him. The only candlelight on the stone bridge could not provide him with much protection. He took a deep breath In one breath, he rushed towards the curved arch that mixed Gothic style and Baroque architectural style.
When he rushed into the arch, the mottled silhouettes cast in the glass windows enveloped him. The strange and mysterious ancient totems seemed to echo and cut off the array of stars that could not be traced in the long dark night. The invasion of the castle by fog.
The mist rolled endlessly but could no longer move forward any further. The only remaining whining sea breeze with an icy chill kept washing over Mao Fei's back, stinging his skin. "Is this the kind of wind that blows by chance as mentioned in the code?" Mao Feiyang put away the two codes close to his body, rubbed his palms, and hissed with heat.
"Let's find the art classroom first..." he murmured.
After passing through the arch, there is a quiet corridor full of dim candlelight.
The corridor is very spacious. Mao Feiyang kept in mind the movement methods mentioned in the code and moved carefully under the field formed by candlelight.
Lin Yize was observing the overall environment around him.
Regardless of the fact that the "castle" is specifically marked as an "art building" in the code, he has no doubt that this place itself is a castle, but it was later transformed for various reasons and then given the name " The name "Art Building".
The stone walls in the corridor are not smooth and flat, but have some pits and pits. Even with the candlelight, there is still a natural chill.
Most castles in the past were like this, especially those built on the seaside. Most areas were extremely cold, and the real warmth was provided by fireplaces and interior rooms paved with carpets.
After walking in the corridor for a long time, Lin Yi suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if there was something invisible hidden in the darkness of the empty corridor.
When he had this idea, an uncomfortable feeling of being spied on suddenly fell on him, making him feel uncomfortable in his heart.
"There seems to be something in the darkness..."
"Are they those things crawling under the stone bridge?"
"Or something else?"
Lin Yi felt a little uncomfortable, even in a dream, this kind of darkness and depression The environment made him feel faintly uncomfortable.
And I didn’t notice it before, but as soon as I noticed it, my whole person instantly became irritable.
But soon Mao Feiyang walked out of the corridor without any danger and entered a magnificent hall filled with candlesticks and chandeliers.
The tall spiers and complex vaults are decorated with exquisite patterns and carvings, exuding a mysterious and majestic atmosphere.
There is a huge oak tree in the center of the hall. At a glance, it is impossible to tell whether this oak tree is still growing. It looks dilapidated, as if it has suffered damage during the growth process. A devastating blow, as if it was frozen in eternal time at the moment of breaking.
It seems to be surrounded by a dense mist, which has existed for unknown ages, wrapping it up like an invisible field.
It is like a perfect work of art, retaining the posture of growth and withering at the same time.
In front of it is an equally huge stone platform. There should have been something on it, but now only a base is left.
On the long platform, there is an ancient and broken emblem. The complex lines and carvings look like some kind of pattern formed by the blending of weapons and the moon, a bit like the patterns on tarot cards or those more ancient rituals. symbol.
This pattern has been almost smoothed over by the years, but Lin Yi can still feel the aura of glory and splendor emanating from it.
Looking up, huge stained glass windows are embedded between the walls. A few rays of moonlight emit a cold and colorful light through the glass, falling on the huge oak tree and passing through its branches and leaves. , finally shrouded the base of the long platform where I don’t know what was originally placed.
The murals on the walls around the hall seem to depict some kind of legends of believers and gods. The complex and broken graphic symbols have no way to verify their origin and era. They have become the artistic atmosphere in the art building today. One of the signs.
In this peaceful and sacred space, Lin Yi seemed to feel a kind of tranquility and transcendent power in his mind and soul.
However... whenever the sea breeze blows through the corridor and reaches the hall, the flickering candlelight distorts the light and shadow in the hall. The originally peaceful, sacred, quiet and beautiful atmosphere instantly becomes strange, and the empty hall seems to be under some kind of spell. Technique...
Suddenly, Lin Yi's pupils shrank severely.
He suddenly discovered... that there were actually several huge and broken sculptures in this hall.
On the four walls of this arched hall, mysterious graphic symbols constitute ancient murals, but among the murals, there seem to be some sculptures mixed in, but These sculptures have long been damaged, so no matter how you look at them, there is no clue.
But judging from the remaining parts of these sculptures, they should not be humanoid species...
Fortunately, these sculptures are serious sculptures, which are completely different from the unknown existences defined by rules as "sculptures" that Lin Yi saw in Tian Bufan's dream earlier.
However, just as he was looking around at the sculptures and murals, he suddenly saw another statue after another with different expressions and shapes in the dark and cramped corners around the hall that were not illuminated by candlelight. sculpture.
These sculptures are huddled in the corner like living people, maintaining a sneaky attitude of peeping out from the darkness. They are both eager for candlelight and afraid of candlelight. In the end, they just hang there. Superfluous action.
At this time, Mao Feiyang was also marveling at the grandeur of the hall, and couldn't help but admire the wonder of the so-called "artistic journey".
But Lin Yi noticed that when Mao Feiyang turned his back to the sculptures, each of the sculptures squirmed and twisted from their still posture, but their movement seemed to be slowed down. Countless times, so I just watched the hair flying from a distance, and then tried to move carefully in an area where the light could not reach directly.
The sculpture's eyes had no pupils, only a stone ball, but Lin Yi could feel the chilling horror emanating from it. It seemed that as long as there was no candlelight here, they would swarm out like a swarm of insects and swarm them. The hair flew up and drowned.
At this time, Mao Feiyang, who had looked around the hall, looked at the sculptures that were still in front of him, and suddenly frowned...
"Just now...they didn't seem to be moving in that way. ?”
Mao Feiyang shivered violently, and a sense of doubt arose in his subconscious. How could the sculpture move? It was so outrageous.
This voice was transmitted to Lin Yi's perception simultaneously. Lin Yi's hair stood up and he said angrily: "Damn it, don't fucking do it! Code! Think about what is written in the code!" ”
Fortunately, the confusion in Mao Feiyang's eyes flashed away, and he immediately regained his clarity: "It should be like this, it should be like this... Don't panic, don't panic, the sculpture is meant to move, yes, it is meant to move... ”
He exhaled, but his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He swept around and found a wooden stake filled with signs at the bifurcation of the corridor behind the huge oak tree.
(End of this chapter)