Chapter 205 Angel Sculpture
Chapter 205 Angel Sculpture
Mu Daxian glanced at him and said, "At midnight, the lights in the dormitory building will be turned off. At that time, a wave will be transmitted. As art students, we will be able to sense it."
"Ah? Can you really feel it?" Mao Feiyang scratched his hair, looking like a skinny baboon in a zoo. He thought that the lights in the dormitory were turned off uniformly. This school is quite good at saving electricity. "I mean... a half-baked art student like me, can I not feel it?"
"You'll know in a moment." Mu Daxian smiled maliciously, which made Mao Feiyang feel a chill on his back. "Besides, I'm here with you, 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, his mouth full of envy.
Lin Yi was "near" him, and when he heard his muttering, he thought, don't be envious, even though my body is sleeping, my soul is accompanying you in parkour the whole time!
If it weren't for the fact that dreams have a filter that barely affects the degree of physical and mental fatigue after waking up, he would have probably died of exhaustion in his dream yesterday...
Time continued to pass, and Mao Feiyang dragged his "tireless" body and kept following Mu Daxian around the teaching building. His arms had lost all feeling, and his body was so cold that it seemed as if it did not belong to him.
He ran numbly following Mu Daxian, and suddenly at some point, he felt the whole world dim. Then, a ripple passed through the air and brushed across his body like an unusual breeze.
He stopped suddenly and looked at Mu Daxian, only to see Mu Daxian looking far away in a certain direction: "It's past midnight!"
"We can go back to the Art Building now!" Mao Feiyang said in surprise.
Lin Yi, however, could not be happy. On the contrary, his brows were twisted into a knot - although there were many difficulties along the way, for Maozi, it was just "hardship", and his student commemorative coins were still on him.
In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, Maozi will have an accident...
"Go back to the first floor of Building A!" Mu Daxian shouted. After leaving Class 2, Group B, he moved towards Building C of the teaching building. Mu Daxian, who was on the corridor bridge on the 3rd floor of Building B, decisively chose the opposite direction after confirming his movement.
During the entire journey, the two of them didn't say a word and went straight to the first floor of Building A. Especially the process of going down the stairs was so smooth that Lin Yi almost doubted that this dream was not right.
But he immediately realized that it was not "not quite right" but "something was not right".
The space in front of the stairwell was eerily silent; even the purebred nocturnal creatures that were twisted like wall paint didn't cause any trouble.
There must be something wrong when something is abnormal. Seeing that he was about to pass the 2nd floor of Building A and head towards the 1st floor of Building A, Mu Daxian's face became extremely solemn.
"Will there be any problems at this time?" Mao Feiyang felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he asked cautiously, "How about... we take the elevator here?"
"No!" Mu Daxian suddenly interrupted, "We must go to the first floor. It doesn't matter which building it is, but it must be the first floor! It must be the first floor!"
Mao Feiyang was frightened by Mu Daxian's serious tone. He subconsciously held his breath and dared not speak loudly.
After Mu Daxian finished speaking, he put his hand in his pocket.
Mao Feiyang was somewhat surprised by Mu Daxian's behavior. From the time he left the teaching building until now, Mu Daxian had only put his hand into the cloth bag and had never reached into his pocket.
Could it be... A guess suddenly emerged in Mao Feiyang's mind.
"Don't cover the wound. Put your hand in your pocket and hold the student commemorative coin. If there is any emergency later, watch my command and actions. If I tell you to throw away the student commemorative coin, you will throw it away immediately. Do you understand?"
"Yeah!" Mao Feiyang nodded heavily, thinking that Mu Daxian was indeed confirming the status of his student commemorative coins.
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. Fortunately, Mu Daxian was quick to steady him and covered his mouth with his hand, preventing him from making any sound.
Mao Feiyang followed Mu Daxian's gaze, and his pupils suddenly trembled violently. He felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Outside the teaching building at midnight, thunder rumbled, lightning streaked across the night sky, and between the flickering lights and shadows, every inch of the corridor was illuminated as if it were daytime. The rain poured down the glass of the stairwell windows, forming a series of distorted water curtains that blurred the view outside.
Just as the lightning and thunder were roaring, their faces were reflected on the window glass of the stairwell. What was creepy was that in the reflection of the window glass, a human-shaped sculpture could be clearly seen standing at the exit behind them.
No, that's not a human sculpture, it's a sculpture of...an angel.
In this symphony of storm, a blue-gray angel sculpture suddenly appeared at the exit of the stairwell leading to the second floor of Building B. It was harmonious yet particularly abrupt in this solemn environment.
It had its back to the stairwell exit, and was hunched forward, with its hands either covering its face or holding its head.
It stands quietly in a corner of the corridor, like an isolated island in the storm, isolated from the noise of the outside world.
Its back was illuminated by the residual light of lightning, making it look pale and mysterious. There seemed to be a layer of unknown faint glow floating on its body in the darkness. Its appearance easily reminded people of the mysterious creatures guarding the church in ancient legends, but at this moment it looked extremely strange.
The wings of the angel sculpture were folded behind its back. Every feather was wet by the rain and hung heavily. It seemed to have lost its former lightness, as if it had just come out of a storm.
From Mao Feiyang's perspective, Lin Yi noticed through the window glass that the angel sculpture seemed to be holding an hourglass in its hand, but from the reflection in the glass, he couldn't tell at a glance whether the hourglass was real or a sculpture.
The sand in the hourglass does not seem to be flowing, as if it has been eroded by some force and solidified at the other end of the glass, forming a state of stillness.
The lights in the corridor flickered in the wind and rain, casting the crumbling 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 an independent living being.
It just exists like this, as if it is some kind of ominous omen, making people feel boundless chill and fear in this strange environment.
"I tasted shit (F*ck angel)..."
Mao Feiyang's mouth was covered, so the sound could only linger in his mouth and could not break through his palm and be transmitted out.
"You... saw it?!" Mu Daxian's subtle questioning voice rang in Mao Feiyang's ears.
Mu Daxian carefully let go of his hand.
"I saw it..." Mao Feiyang pointed to the window and said in a low voice.
"In the wall?" Mu Daxian was stunned.
Mao Feiyang was confused: "No, it's the reflection of the window!" "Damn!" Mu Daxian spat inwardly and reached out to touch Mao Feiyang's forehead, "Where the hell is the window here?!"
"Ah?!" Mao Feiyang's pupils trembled, and when he looked at what was in front of him, he saw that the stairwell was a closed environment. Where the hell was there a window? !
"Let's go! Don't worry about anything! Go downstairs!" Mu Daxian shouted in a deep voice.
"You, me...?!" Mao Feiyang stammered, "Uh... OK!"
He hurried to catch up, but he was confused.
No windows!
Why the fuck is there no windows?
"Didn't you stop because you saw the angel printed in the window?" Mao Feiyang couldn't help but ask. The chill on his spine became more and more intense, and he felt unwell all over.
"What the hell I saw!" said Mu Daxian.
"Didn't you see how you held me back?"
"Perception! The basic operation of art students is to use perception as naturally as breathing, so that they can predict some unexpected situations in advance."
"So now we have encountered an emergency, what should we do?" Mao Feiyang asked nervously as he walked down the stairs.
Mu Daxian waved his hand: "I haven't finished my words yet... Only after predicting the emergency situation in advance can we try to avoid it. The situation you just had is one that we can't avoid."
Mao Feiyang was startled: "What will happen if I don't get around it?"
“Boom…”
Before he finished speaking, thunder rumbled in the sky and a white light tore through the night sky. Mao Feiyang felt a chill on his back, as if something was following him!
At this moment, as if by magic, the window appeared in front of his eyes again. Outside the window, the violent storm was like a raging sea, and the dense water lines were twisted like water pouring on the window.
In the reflection in the glass, the angel sculpture was still following behind him, with its back to him, leaning forward, with its hands, it was unclear whether it was covering its face or holding its head and grabbing its hair.
"Fuck..." Mu Daxian also felt a chill on his neck. "Is the angel sculpture following us? I think I can feel it!"
"Don't lie to me, am I really the only one who can see it?" Mao Feiyang was extremely anxious, and felt that the restless fire in his body could offset the coldness on his body.
"Not everyone can see the angel sculpture... It is different from the "angel" and the "Him". It is just a pure pursuit of "light"..."
"Brother, I can't see the words. What the hell is this tatata you are talking about?" Mao Feiyang wanted to cry, 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 it for now. I'll give you a good lesson when we get back to the art building!"
"Will we never be able to go back..." Mao Feiyang felt like the little pearls were about to fall out of his eye sockets.
"You still have the nerve to say that I'm putting up a flag. I see you're almost turning yourself into a hedgehog!" Mu Daxian couldn't help but get angry. He really wanted to rip off his skull and use it as a frisbee to play with.
"Well, then please continue!" Mao Feiyang said.
"Angel sculptures follow Him. Wherever He appears, there must be angel sculptures. However, where there are angel sculptures, He may not be there..."
The two quickly arrived at the elevator, Mu Daxian pressed the elevator button and waited for the elevator to arrive.
"I'm not sure what kind of person you are dealing with, but it doesn't matter. We can go back soon. You can tell me slowly when 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 impatiently.
However, at this moment, Lin Yi felt extremely strange. His intuition told him that this elevator... was very wrong!
"The student commemorative coins are about to be lost..." Lin Yi concentrated and held his breath. He was now like a person who had been spoiled in the viewing area of a horror movie, anxiously and nervously waiting for the predetermined horror plot to happen.
This feeling is very subtle, just like you know something but you don’t know much. So precisely because of this, you will worry all the time whether your next action will cause that result.
So much so that even the slightest action will be over-interpreted by you.
The elevator door was about to close, and the stones in Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang's hearts began to fall, but at this moment——
"Rumble--"
A low thunder rolled up from deep in the sky above the teaching building. The Jingzhe Festival tore through the night sky, and the entire teaching building turned into a pale world at this moment.
This white light even overshadowed the lights in the corridors of the teaching building and in the elevator car.
Suddenly, Lin Yi felt as if a dense electric net was covering his body. An unprecedented sense of crisis and terrifying feeling almost swallowed him up.
The two layers seemed to overlap at the moment of thunder. The Jingzhe was like the white light when the shutter of the first generation camera in the old society was pressed, imprinting the shadow of the other layer into 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 all bent over and covered their faces, facing the wall with their backs to others, like shy women who were too ashamed to see anyone.
But from a certain angle, Lin Yi could vaguely see part of the face of one of the angel sculptures through the fingers of the angel sculpture...
There are no pupil textures carved on its stone eyeballs, but they exude a deep and empty feeling that does not belong to stone at all, like a desperate abyss that can swallow up all light.
Its expression was twisted, hideous, and terrifying. Its evil smile extended all the way to its ears, like a clown with torn lips. Its sharp teeth were like shark teeth...
Lin Yi felt an emotion from its expression - excitement!
The kind of excitement that is extremely crazy!
They... are just teasing the Russians!
Like wooden figures, they covered their faces with expectant smiles, hanging behind Mao Feiyang like a cat playing with a mouse, as if to say:
【Hey... I see you! 】
[Run quickly! ]
【Run! Run! 】
[——You have nowhere to escape! ]
Thanks to the book friends "usjdnshhs", "琳skylark", "冷风冷雨少年暖" for the tips! !
(End of this chapter)