Chapter 205 Angel Sculpture
Mu Daxian glanced at him: "At midnight, the lights in the dormitory building will be turned off. At that time, a wave will be transmitted, and as art students, we can sense it. ."
"Ah? Can you really feel it?" Mao Feiyang scratched his hair, like a thin black baboon in the zoo, thinking that this school is pretty good at turning off the lights in the dormitory. Energy-saving, "I mean... wouldn't a half-hearted art student like me not feel it?"
"You will know later." Mu Daxian said maliciously He smiled, making Mao Feiyang feel a chill on his back, "Besides, with me here, what are you afraid of?"
"Oh oh oh! That's right!" Mao Feiyang nodded.
"Speaking of the dormitory, Lao Lin and the others should be asleep now..."
He pursed his lips, full of envy for not living up to expectations.
Lin Yi was "on the edge". Hearing his muttering, he said to himself, don't be envious. Although my body is sleeping, my mind is accompanying you in parkour the whole time!
If it weren’t for the fact that dreams have a built-in filter that has almost no effect on physical and mental fatigue after waking up, he would most likely have died from exhaustion in his dream yesterday...
Time continues to pass. , Mao Feiyang dragged his "tireless" body and kept following Mu Daxian in the teaching building. His arms had lost feeling, and his body was so cold that it seemed like it did not belong to him.
He was so numb that he ran after Mu Daxian. Suddenly at a certain moment, he felt that the whole world dimmed. Then, a ripple passed through the air, blowing over his face like an unusual breeze. body.
He suddenly stood still and looked at Mu Daxian, only to see Mu Daxian glance far away in a certain direction: "It's past zero!"
" You can go back to the art building!" Mao Feiyang said in surprise.
Lin Yi was not happy. On the contrary, his brows had become twisted. Although there were many difficulties along the way, it was only "difficult" for Mao Zi. His students I still have the commemorative coins on me.
In other words, if nothing happens, Maozi will have an accident...
"Go back to the first floor of Building A!" Mu Daxian shouted. After leaving Class 2 of Group B, he moved towards Building C of Teaching Building. Mu Daxian, who was on the corridor bridge on the third floor of Building B, was After confirming His movement, he decisively chose the opposite direction.
On the way, neither of them said a word of nonsense and headed straight for the first floor of Building A. Especially the process of going down the stairs was so smooth that Lin Yi almost suspected that this dream was not right. .
But he immediately realized that it was not "not quite right", but "not quite right".
The space in front of the stairwell was eerily silent. Not even the purebred night crawlers, who were twisted like wall paint, made any trouble.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. When he saw that he was about to pass the second floor of Building A and go to the first floor of Building A, Mu Daxian's expression became extremely solemn.
"Will there be a problem at this time?" Mao Feiyang felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he asked cautiously, "How about... we just take the elevator here?"
"No!" Mu Daxian suddenly interrupted categorically, "You must go to the first floor, no matter which building it is, but it must be the first floor! It must be the first floor!"
Mao Feiyang was killed by Mu Daxian Xian was startled by such a serious tone, and subconsciously held his breath and did not dare to speak loudly.
After Mu Daxian finished speaking, he put his hand into his pocket.
Mao Feiyang was a little surprised by Mu Daxian's behavior. From the time he left the teaching building to now, Mu Daxian had only put his hand into the bag, never into his pocket.
Could it be... A suspicion suddenly emerged in Mao Feiyang's mind.
"Stop covering the wound. Put your hand in your pocket and hold the student commemorative coin. If something unexpected happens, watch my commands and actions. If I ask you to lose the student You will throw away the commemorative coin immediately, do you understand?"
"Yes!" Mao Feiyang nodded seriously, thinking that Mu Daxian was also confirming the status of his student's commemorative coin.
They quickly went down to the second floor of Building A...
At this moment, Mu Daxian suddenly stopped, and Mao Feiyang behind him almost fell down. Fortunately, Mu Daxian's quick eyesight and hands quickly stabilized him, and reached out to cover his mouth, preventing him from making any sound.
Mao Feiyang followed Mu Daxian's gaze and his pupils trembled violently. He felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet towards Tianling Gai.
Outside the teaching building at midnight, thunder rumbled, lightning pierced the night sky, and between the flashes of light and shadow, every inch of the corridor was illuminated like daylight. The rain was pouring down, flowing along the glass of the stairwell window, forming twisted water curtains, blurring the outside scene.
While there was lightning and thunder, their faces were reflected in the window glass of the stairwell, but what made people feel creepy was that in the reflection of the window glass, the exit behind them was clearly visible. A humanoid sculpture stands.
No, that is not a human sculpture, but an...angel sculpture.
In this stormy symphony, at the exit of the stairwell to the second floor of Building B, a blue-gray angel sculpture suddenly appeared. It was harmonious in this somber environment. It seems extremely abrupt.
It turned its back to the exit of the stairwell and leaned forward, with its hands covering its face or its head.
It stands quietly in the corner of the corridor, like an isolated island in the storm, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
Its back was pale and mysterious in the afterglow of lightning, and its body seemed to have an unknown faint glow floating in the darkness. Its appearance was easily reminiscent of those ancient The mysterious creature that was said to guard the church seemed extremely strange at this moment.
The wings of the angel sculpture were folded behind its back, and each feather was wetted by the rain and hung heavily. It seemed that it had lost its former lightness, as if it had just endured a storm.
From Mao Feiyang's perspective, Lin Yi noticed through the window glass that the hand of the angel sculpture seemed to be holding an hourglass. From the reflection in the glass, it was impossible to tell whether the hourglass was real or a sculpture.
The sand in the hourglass does not seem to be flowing, but seems to have been eroded by some force and solidified on the other end of the glass, forming a still state.
The lights in the corridor swayed in the wind and rain, casting the shaky shadow of the angel sculpture. With every vibration of thunder, the shadow seemed to tremble, as if it would break away from the sculpture itself at any time and become a living existence independently. .
Its existence like this seems to be some kind of ominous omen, making people feel boundless chill and fear in this weird environment.
"I taste shit (fuck you angel)..."
Mao Feiyang's mouth was covered, and the sound could only swirl in his mouth, failing to break through the palm of his hand.
"You... saw it?!" Mu Daxian's subtle questioning sounded in Mao Feiyang's ears.
Mu Daxian carefully let go of his hand.
"I saw it..." Mao Feiyang pointed to the window and whispered.
“In the wall?” Mu Daxian was stunned.
Mao Feiyang was confused: "No, it's the reflection from the window!" "Damn!" Mu Daxian spat secretly and reached out to touch Mao Feiyang's forehead, "Where the hell is there a window?! ”
“Ah?!” Mao Feiyang’s pupils trembled. When he looked in front of him again, the stairwell was a closed environment. Where the hell were there windows? !
"Let's go! Don't worry about anything! Go downstairs!" Mu Daxian shouted in a deep voice.
"You, me...?!" Mao Feiyang hesitated, "Uh...ok!"
He hurried to follow, but he was confused in his heart.
No windows!
How come there are no windows?
“Didn’t you stop when you saw the angel printed in the window?” Mao Feiyang couldn’t help but said, the coldness on his spine became more and more intense, and he felt bad all over.
“I saw a hammer!” Mu Daxian said.
“Didn’t you see how you held me back?”
"Perception!" The basic operation for art students is to use "perception" as naturally as breathing, so that they can predict some emergencies in advance. "
"So now we encounter an emergency, what should we do? "Mao Feiyang asked nervously as he went downstairs.
Mu Daxian waved his hand: "I didn't say everything... Only when emergencies are predicted in advance can we try to avoid them. A situation like yours just now is a situation that cannot be circumvented. "
Mao Feiyang was excited: "I guess, what would have happened if I hadn't gone around it? "
"Rumble..."
Before he finished speaking, thunder rolled across the sky, and a white light tore through the night sky. Mao Feiyang felt a chill behind him, as if something was following him!
At this time, as if by some strange coincidence, the window appeared in front of him again. The violent wind and rain outside the window seemed like waves crashing on the case, and the dense water lines were twisted like water being poured on the window.
In the reflection of the glass, the angel sculpture was still following him, with its back to him, leaning forward, its hands not knowing whether it was covering its face or holding its head and grabbing its hair.
“Fuck…” Mu Daxian also felt a chill on his neck, “Did the angel sculpture follow? I seem to be able to feel it!”
“Don’t lie to me, is it possible? Is it true that I am the only one who can see it?" Mao Feiyang was so anxious that he felt that the restless fire in his body could offset the coldness in his body.
"Not everyone can see the angel sculpture... It is different from "angel", and different from "him". It is just a pure pursuit of 'light'..."
"Brother, I see I don’t know the words. What the hell is the tatata you’re talking about? "Mao Feiyang was about to cry but had no tears, but fortunately they finally went down the stairs to the first floor of Building A of the teaching building, and then ran towards the elevator without stopping.
"Don't worry about so much for now. Well, when we get back to the art building, I will give you a good lesson! "
"Will we not be able to go back..." Mao Feiyang felt like the little pearls were about to fall out of his eyes.
"You still have the fucking nerve to talk about me Insert flag, I see you are almost turning yourself into a hedgehog now! "Mu Daxian couldn't help but said angrily. He really wanted to take off his Tianling Cap and play with it like a Frisbee.
"Then, keep talking!" Mao Feiyang said.
“Angel sculptures come after Him. Wherever He appears, there must be angel sculptures, but where there are angel sculptures, there may not necessarily be Him...”
The two of them are very happy. As they approached the elevator, Mu Daxian pressed the elevator button and waited for the elevator to arrive.
"I'm not sure yet which category you encountered, but it doesn't matter anymore. We can go back soon. You and I will talk slowly after we get back."
"Ding!"
With a clear sound, the elevator arrived at the first floor.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang rushed in eagerly.
However, at this moment, Lin Yi felt very strange, and his intuition told him that something was very wrong with the elevator this time!
"The student commemorative coins will be lost soon..." Lin Yi held his breath attentively. He was now like a person who had been exposed in the viewing area of a horror movie, waiting anxiously and uneasily. The occurrence of the established horror plot.
This feeling is very subtle, just like you know something but not much, so precisely because of this, you will worry all the time whether it will be the next move that causes it. That kind of result.
So much so that even the smallest move will be over-interpreted by you.
The elevator door was about to close, and the stones in the hearts of Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang began to fall, but at this moment——
"Boom——"
Teaching A low thunder sound rolled from deep in the sky of the building, and the Jingzhe tore apart the night sky. At this moment, the entire teaching building turned into a pale world.
Such white light even overshadowed the lights in the corridors and elevators of the teaching building.
Suddenly, Lin Yi felt as if a dense power grid was covering his body. An unprecedented sense of crisis and a terrifying feeling that was so overwhelming that it almost swallowed him up.
The two layers seemed to overlap at the moment of thunder. The Jingzhe was like the white light when the first-generation cameras in the old society pressed the shutter, rubbing the shadow of the other layer. Come to this space...
At the moment when these two kinds of light alternated, Mao Feiyang suddenly saw an angel sculpture standing in each of the four corners of the elevator. They were all bowing and covering their faces. , facing the wall and turning her back to others like a shy woman who has no face to see others.
But at a certain angle, Lin Yi could vaguely see part of its face through the fingers of one of the angel sculptures...
There were no pupils carved on its stone eyes. texture, but it exudes a deep and hollow feeling that is not at all a stone, like an abyss of despair that can swallow up all light.
Its expression is twisted, ferocious and terrifying, its evil smile extends to the root of its ears like a clown with its lips torn off, and the sharp teeth in its mouth are like shark teeth...
Lin Yi looks at its expression. I felt an emotion - excitement!
The crazy excitement!
They... are just playing tricks!
Like the one-two-three wooden figures, they covered their faces with expectant smiles, hanging behind Mao Feifei like a cat catching a mouse, as if to say:
[Hey...I see you! 】
【Run! 】
【Run! Run! 】
【——You have nowhere to escape! 】
Thanks to book friends "usjdnshhs", "Lin skylark", and "Cold Wind Cold Rain Young Man" for their rewards! !
(End of this chapter)