Chapter 238 Chef Sculpture
This hill is actually not too steep. The cobblestone roads of S City University seem to have deliberately avoided some weird terrain when they were paved, so the problem is not whether the hill is steep or not. But this slope is the slope of S City University. If your foot slips, there is no guarantee where you will slip.
Of course, this seems to be what Wei Liang is considering.
Lin Yi on the other side was actually sweating profusely.
When was the last time he had a "visual" problem in the cafeteria area?
May 7th, right?
It’s not what happened yesterday!
On May 7, he once saw a steep cliff in front of the sign in front of the canteen. Instead, he saw a steep cliff. At that time, he climbed back up with great effort. The layers were pulled back.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong again now, and this time the layer changes appeared more naturally than last time!
There is no sign, no warning, it is impossible to guard against!
This strange sense of penetration, as silent as drizzle, made Lin Yi feel creepy.
"There..." Lin Yi slowly approached the "Canteen-051" light pole.
“Damn it, Lao Lin, do you still dare to go?” Wei Liang said anxiously.
Lin Yi turned around and said: "It's different this time. I won't go near that slope. I'm just going to look at the lamppost."
In fact, he was originally going to see the lamppost, but But it seems to be attracted by some indescribable energy, crossing the boundary of the street lamp pole.
"You...be careful." Wei Liang couldn't help but said.
"Yes." Lin Yi nodded and came to the "Canteen-051" street light pole again.
He gently stroked the lamppost, looking for the aura that carried "malice", and tried to arouse "his vision"...
Gradually, his body A hazy haze of light began to emerge, giving a sense of déjà vu. At the same time, the cold hairs on his arms began to stand up, sensing the cold feeling around him like static electricity.
The warm sunshine in the early morning began to lose its temperature on Lin Yi's body surface. The gloomy chill seemed to slowly seep out from the void, lingering around Lin Yi like mist and beginning to squeeze his body surface. That layer of hazy light and mist.
Wei Shan seemed to sense something. He was about to approach Lin Yi as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but Tian Bufan raised his hand to stop him.
Wei Liang rarely said anything and looked at Lin Yi from the side, wondering what he was thinking.
He gently pulled the brim of his peaked cap, and the upper half of his face fell into the shadows where no light could be found. There was no expression on the whole face. The worried look just now seemed like It's like being completely wiped out.
At this time, Lin Yi vaguely felt as if an abyss had opened behind him, and strange breaths slowly came out of it like invisible tentacles. Like those cold breaths, they began to wrap around his body. .
Lin Yi's heart was as clear as ice and he was not affected by this feeling. After a while, the sky-blue steam was observed by his vision again.
He lowered his head slightly and saw the magma-like ketchup flowing under the cobblestone road under his feet. As his eyes moved, he fell on the street light pole at hand.
This street lamp pole that has lost its number seems to have been cut off from the sky-blue energy flow. The extraordinary power in the tomato sauce magma can only linger and squirm at its base, but cannot act like a siphon. Influx of light bulbs.
"This street light pole was abandoned because the number was not added in time..."
"Repairing the light pole is the responsibility of the black bib chef... Does this mean, What happened to the group of black bib chefs? ”
Lin Yi didn’t know when the black bib chefs were dispatched, but judging from the fact that they were not mentioned in the code, the black bib chefs The "attendance" period will definitely not be seen by the experience students, so Lin Yi speculated that it might be between 21:00 on the same day and 6:40 on the next day.
During this time, the chef in the black bib would leave the cafeteria and transform into a maintenance man to maintain some facilities on campus, because he had not found any abandoned lampposts near the cobblestone road in the past few days.
According to Mu Daxian, if this kind of street light pole is abandoned, it will be abandoned in the green forest belt and will not "return" here as the layer is restored.
And at this failed street light pole, the "malice" is clearer than in other areas. It is accompanied by the cold wind from the green forest belt, mixed with the weird and evil atmosphere, and there is no trace of it. Seeping in slowly.
"Light poles are like fences. Even when the lights are not on, they have a certain 'function'!"
"They can block malicious penetration from other layers. ! 》
"That's it!"
Lin Yi figured this out now, but what's incredible is that the person who "led" him to focus on the lamppost...
Yes Wei Liang.
No, it’s Zhuge Wei Liang.
"Is it true that 'Zhuang Liangzi is so wise and almost a demon'...?"
He looked at Wei Liang with a strange expression.
Wei Liang pushed up the brim of his hat without leaving any trace, revealing his face.
He was looked at by Lin Yi's eyes and felt extremely unnatural. He thought to himself that something was wrong with Old Lin today. Could he really say "Brother, I smell so good"?
He couldn't help but shiver, and felt a slight tightening in the anus area, and couldn't help but angrily yelled: "Damn it, don't look at me, can you look at someone else? Your anus is under pressure from you. It's big, ah, no, I'm under a lot of pressure!"
" Damn, I'm impressed! Forget it, I'll tell you later." Lin Yi said silently. He glanced at it, then lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
6:53.
Time seems to be abundant but it is not that abundant.
"Take another two minutes to observe. If it doesn't work, go to the cafeteria first... finish breakfast and then study other things."
He cast his sights on the area outside the street lamp pole - - A small steep slope with green grass, and beyond that are some roots of flowers and trees emerging from the soil, then a sparse shrub, and then a green forest belt.
Soon, a wisp of breath near his feet attracted Lin Yi's attention. He looked down and immediately discovered that the ketchup flowing under the cobblestone road seemed to be overflowing bit by bit. The ground slid down the slope, and the traces formed by the flow seemed like a ferocious network of tentacles, as if they were trying to wrap up the entire hillside.
And as his eyes followed the tomato sauce and looked down the slope, the "malice" that was originally difficult to detect began to gurgling like streams converging into a river, and spread toward him from the green forest belt. It came out...
That kind of "malice" actually spread from the green forest belt in the canteen area!
"Could it come from the phalanx of dummy sculptures?" Lin Yi thought thoughtfully.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew across the mountains, and the green forest belt came to life as if it suddenly had life. The forest leaves were more like the top card of a brothel, pushing aside some leaves like holding a pipa, Revealing what had been hidden by it.
At that moment, Lin Yi felt cold all over his body, as if he had been thrown into the ice and snow at dozens of degrees below zero.
He saw a field of sculptures. But if it is an ordinary sculpture square, then forget it. The commonplace Lin Yi will not cause too many waves at all, but the key is that those sculptures are not students, but——
Chef!
At S City University, the standard for judging a chef’s identity is not his square chef’s hat, but his bib.
All the chefs wear a bib.
And these chefs in front of them are not ordinary chefs, they seem to be... chefs in black bibs.
This is Lin Yi's intuition.
Although, there are essential differences between the black bib chef’s bib and the blue bib chef’s and green bib chef’s bibs – the bibs of the latter two are all made of oilcloth, while the black Bibs A chef's bib is a thick leather bib like a butcher's.
Therefore, there is a clear difference in thickness between the two bibs.
Of course, Lin Yi didn’t know whether the thickness of the bib would change with the sculpting, so he was not sure whether the sculptures of chefs were black bib chefs. He could only make decisions through intuition. Preliminary judgment.
Moreover, these chef sculptures are not neatly arranged like a phalanx of sculptures. They are each frozen in different movements and expressions, with ferocious and twisted expressions on their faces, staring like bells, some like those in temples. Some are like hysterical supervillains.
Most of their limbs are missing arms and short legs. Some even have part of their heads chopped off. The rest of their bodies are also scarred. There is no one in perfect shape. thing.
When Lin Yi saw these black bib chef sculptures, Lin Yi's first reaction was that he seemed to see those soldiers who were forever frozen in the ice and snow in the middle of the last century...
These chefs in black bibs seem to have been fighting until they ran out of gas and were completely petrified.
They are no longer alive, but judging from their faces, you can still feel a shocking sense of passion.
There seems to be an unyielding spirit wrapped around them.
But at the same time - that strong "malice" also comes from them!
[Kill——]
[Kill——]
Lin Yi’s ears seemed to hear an overwhelming roar, with endless violence and murderous intent. Coming like a wave.
How could there be any malice? !
No malice at all! !
Only murderous intent!
"That's not right!"
Lin Yi suddenly realized that the "malice" did not come from the black bib chef at all, but from——
A flash of golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and at this moment his eyes were like eagles piercing the surface... He saw it!
Around the black bib chef, there are some sculpture fragments in the shape of feathers!
Sculpted feather fragments!
《You can lure them here, and then I will take action! 》
Lao Mo’s words were like thunder, exploding in Lin Yi’s mind!
Those are the feathers of the angel sculpture!
Lin Yi suddenly understood - it was not that Lao Mo had the ability to fight against the angel sculpture, but it seemed that the group of black bib chefs had the ability to fight against the angel sculpture!
Could it be - some kind of extraordinary characteristic attached to a profession? !
Just like the head teacher-039, it seems that he once mentioned something like expulsion!
So, the black bib chef can fight against the angel sculpture... But judging from the situation, it seems that the price required for such a confrontation is also extremely serious.
Lin Yi's eyes wandered through the headless chef sculptures, but apart from the sculpted feather fragments, he couldn't find any sculptures that looked like angel sculptures at all!
This means that so many black bib chefs have died but not even one angel sculpture has been left behind? !
Or, he only knew about the Smiling Archangel, and the other two angel sculptures only heard Mu Daxian’s descriptions, so even if the sculptures of the Raging Angel and the Alien Angel appeared there, he would Not sure you recognize it?
He was not sure, so he did not dare to jump to conclusions.
But he immediately noticed that the sculpted feather fragments were very strange. At first glance they looked like feathers, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to see something unusual...< br>
Just when Lin Yi focused on the sculpted feather fragment, the feather fragment trembled slightly...
The next moment, a fine crack suddenly appeared on the feather fragment. Immediately afterwards, the crack suddenly opened!
"Qiang!"
The cracks opened and closed, and an eyeball popped out of the feather!
The eyeball was covered with golden circular lines, like an eagle's eye. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and there was a strange sense of collapse.
Lin Yi, who was looking at it, felt a terrifying chill rise directly on the Tianling Cap at this moment. He felt as if his soul was caught by that eye, and floated out as if it was captured from the body!
At the same time, endless "malice" surged toward Lin Yi like a river suddenly bursting its banks in a storm!
Lin Yi's pupils were shaking. He seemed to see a tsunami composed of living nocturnal species squirming, rushing towards him like a covering of the sky and the sun!
"Not good!"
"Layers dropped!!"
"I must have lost layers!!!"
Lin Yi secretly thought that something was wrong. He immediately reached into his pocket, grabbed his student ID card and started roaring in his heart:
"I am Lin Yi, my student number is The rod has no white paint number at all!
"I am Lin Yi, my student number is X0230506098, I am on my way to the cafeteria! I..."
[I am Lin Yi, I am... believing in angels! 】
【I am Lin Yi, and I am believing in angels! ! ! 】
【Believe in angels! ! ! 】
A strange and demonic sound wave distorted his will. It was born from the void and surrounded his ears like countless smoke rings. It floated and seemed to be nothing. , but the ghost just lingers.
This sound... sounds like a cult choir, but not really. I don’t know where it came from, but it seems to be everywhere.
Suddenly, Lin Yi saw that the chef sculptures seemed to be squirming. They were like puppets controlled by demons. They squirmed one after another, facing Lin Yi with hateful faces, and uttered strange chants, as if they were trying to kill him. Degrees are the same.
【Believe in Angels! ! ! 】
Thanks to book friend "usjdnshhs" for the reward! !
(End of this chapter)