Chapter 542 I hope you can accept this certificate
Chapter 542 I hope you can accept this certificate
Under the cover of the soft light, those works of art became normal and even exuded a positive atmosphere.
Soon, the distorted and strange sense of space in the entire gallery gradually returned to normal. The walls became straight, and the ground no longer had that distorted and undulating feeling. It seemed as if it was gently smoothed and unfolded by a pair of invisible hands, restoring its proper three-dimensional sense and spatial order.
The end of the gallery was presented in front of Mao Feiyang, and the endless soft light was actually pouring in from the exit of the gallery!
Lin Yi looked intently, and golden light floated in his eyes, as if hot gold was flowing.
"Vision Insight", open!
In an instant, his vision directly surpassed Mao Feiyang's body, approaching the exit at a terrifying speed and penetrating through it in an instant.
"boom--"
The moment his vision passed through the portal, Lin Yi's ears immediately heard the sounds of thunder and waves crashing on the shore.
As his vision became clearer, he suddenly saw the tall and majestic figure standing in front of the black sea.
"Night Watch"!
The night watchman standing in front of the cliff!
His figure was looming in the darkness, as if blending into the night. The sea breeze was howling, making his black windbreaker rustle.
The waves kept hitting the cliffs, making heavy crashing sounds, and the broken waves seemed like fragments of the world.
In Lin Yi's vision, the night watchman was slowly turning around, and at that moment, time seemed to stop.
The light of the ancient green lamp "Mingzhao" swayed under his movements, casting distorted shadows, like the dance of a god.
His movements were neither fast nor slow, but they carried with them an indescribable sense of oppression, like the master of the darkness, or an insurmountable chasm.
Brilliant thunder streaked across the black sky, but at this moment it was as slow as a spreading spider web, and the whole world was slowly rendered white.
The interweaving of black and white light and shadow faintly outlines the facial lines of the "Night Watchman".
His eyes were deep and firm, and his face was stern, like rock carved by time.
For a moment, Lin Yi was unable to tell whether the light shining into the gallery came from the ancient green lamp "Ming Zhao" or from the night watchman who was holding the lamp!
At this moment, Mao Feiyang also rushed out of the gallery with the angel with a strange smile.
"Night Watch! Help! The Laughing Angel is chasing me!"
The next moment, just as the Laughing Angel rushed out of the gallery, the Night Watchman stood still, but an invisible force pierced through the Laughing Angel's body that was between reality and illusion like a sharp sword.
“Crack, crack…”
The petrification marks instantly spread out with the hole in the Sly Laughing Angel as the center, like dyeing a cloth. When it was almost completely stained, its shape seemed to be carrying a huge load and was no longer able to support it floating in the sky. It fell heavily to the ground like a stone, and with a "bang" it broke into countless stones, and then dissipated into countless powder particles in the wind...
At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly discovered that the place where Maozi was after leaving the gallery seemed to be different from the place where he had arrived after following Lao Mo out of the gallery.
"Does that gallery have multiple exits?" Lin Yi was suspicious and carefully observed the surrounding environment.
This place is very close to the lookout tower in front of the cliff, but the night watchman holding the ancient green lamp "Mingzhao" is located in front of the cliff farther away than the lookout tower.
He looked back at the exit of the gallery again, and this look made him even more certain that the location of the gallery exit had changed.
"How is this going?"
Without having time to think about more details, Lin Yi found that the night watchman casually pointed in a direction, and the next moment, a low but strange voice sounded in his ears.
The sound was very mixed and chaotic, like countless souls whispering together, but in the noise, there was a voice like a will...
"Walk."
"'Go'? Where to?" Lin Yi looked back and saw that a door had suddenly opened on the outer wall. Inside the door, there seemed to be a corridor leading back to somewhere inside the art building.
"No, that corridor..."
Lin Yi looked intently, his vision expanded and contracted to the limit, passing through the corridor and landing in the area at the end of the corridor.
It was another lookout, and there were some traces of dried paint on the ground.
"That's... the observation deck that extends out from the art classroom?!" Lin Yi's pupils shrank, and he suddenly understood, "The road given by the night watchman is the way back to the classroom!"
"The rules about night watchmen and galleries in the Art House Rules, it turns out that the closing point is here!"
When the art student is being chased by the Laughing Angel, he escapes into the gallery and seeks help from the Night Watchman. The Night Watchman will kill the Laughing Angel and open a way for the art student to return to the observation deck corresponding to the art classroom.
"Incredible! This is incredible!"
"But, was this road created out of thin air? Or is it a way of 'layer jump' imagined by the void?"
However, facing the night watchman's guidance, Mao Feiyang shook his head and said slowly: "Let's take another route. I want to go to the bell tower."
"Damn, is it so straightforward?!" Lin Yi widened his eyes and communicated with Maozi telepathically.
Mao Feiyang responded calmly: "Sincerity is the eternal killer skill."
"But I feel like your tone doesn't sound like a 'request', it sounds more like 'change a batch'..."
"Why do you speak even more meanly than me?" Mao Feiyang asked back.
But at this moment, a terrifying pressure that could not be described in words slowly descended upon Lin Yi. He felt dizzy and fainted, and he almost fainted...
He was horrified to find that the ground around Mao Feiyang began to wriggle and twist in a strange shape, and the surrounding world seemed to be cut into countless trembling noodles, constantly narrowing the distance between Mao Feiyang and the night watchman.
In the end, Mao Feiyang was "escorted" to the night watchman by the distorted space.
Observing the "Night Watchman" closely, a strong sense of suffocation comes over you, as if he is not facing a person, but a towering mountain that has stood in the world since ancient times.
The night watchman spoke slowly, his subwoofer-like voice enveloping Mao Feiyang with the breath of violent wind and rain.
"Give me a reason, or...die."
Mao Feiyang's face instantly lost color, his legs couldn't help but tremble, the powerful feeling of oppression almost bent his spine, but he still uttered with great difficulty: "As agreed... I will go to the bell tower to collect the first payment." At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
A huge wave of emotions surged in Lin Yi's heart. He felt his head buzzing and was unable to react to Mao Feiyang's words.
What the hell does it mean to collect the first payment as agreed?!
So, the Ouroboros Ring as the final payment was received by him, but the first payment, which was the advance deposit, was actually in Maozi's hands? !
All of this was planned, but Master Tian still lied to him and said he didn't know?
He really wanted to ask Maozi what was going on, but the current atmosphere was not suitable for him to communicate with Maozi through telepathy.
The sense of oppression from the night watchman was too strong, and he always felt that the night watchman would crush Maozi in the next moment.
But speaking of it...
"He... looks like 'Night Watchman-02' from the clock tower!"
Not sure if it was a coincidence or some other hidden secret, but Lin Yi actually discovered that the night watchmen seemed to have similar looks... or rather, they looked a bit like they were carved from the same mold...
Wait, what else on campus is carved from the same mold...?
The Forest of the Dead…?
"hiss--"
Lin Yi took a deep breath, and Maozi's words rang in his mind, that one should never overthink when at the border of dreams, so he forcibly stopped himself from thinking in this regard.
At this moment, the eyes of the "Night Watchman" seemed to be burning with bright golden light. He looked down at Mao Feiyang, the man who was almost crushed to the ground by him, and remained silent.
"..."
a long time.
He spoke slowly: "Words are not enough."
In an instant, Mao Feiyang felt that the already terrible pressure suddenly surged a little bit, as if it was pressing down on him again and again like a tidal wave. His legs were trembling so much that he could hardly support the weight of his body, and his heartbeat accelerated, as if it would burst through his chest at any time.
Mao Feiyang's breathing became rapid and disordered, as if an invisible pair of hands were tightly strangling his throat. However, the greater the pressure, the more difficult it was for Mao Feiyang to smile, but the corners of his mouth gradually stretched into an exaggerated and ferocious arc.
"Ho... ho ho ho..."
"Is it the certificate...Okay...I hope you can accept this certificate..."
"Hmph!" The Night Watchman sneered, his resolute face became even colder, and every slight movement he made, even the fluttering of his clothes, could trigger fear deep in his heart.
In the face of this pressure, it seemed as if the whole world had become small and fragile. Mao Feiyang was almost crushed into the cracks of the stone slabs under his feet like dust. But the next moment, he spoke slowly in an extremely slow pace: "4..."
The night watchman said nothing.
Mao Feiyang continued: ""0"..."
When the second pronunciation appeared, the night watchman, who had no expression on his face except for firmness and coldness, was finally moved.
"Hehe...hehehe..."
Mao Feiyang laughed, wantonly and crazily, and then he uttered the next syllable slowly:
“「1」…”
"That's enough," the night watchman said, interrupting him coldly.
The moment he opened his mouth, an invisible force entangled with him like a silk thread, sewing up Mao Feiyang's mouth and making it impossible for him to speak any more.
But in fact, Mao Feiyang's mouth was not sewn shut, it was just covered by an unknown force, making it impossible for him to make any sound.
"I believe you." After the night watchman said this, Mao Feiyang felt his whole body lighten, and the shackles that had "sealed" his mouth seemed to suddenly disappear.
"Hehehe..." Mao Feiyang stood up shakily, holding his neck with one hand and waist with the other, "Why don't you just send me over there? By the way, it's best not to attract their attention..."
Mao Feiyang pointed to the lighthouse in the distance.
"Okay... but you have to walk the last section of the way by yourself." The night watchman did not bargain with Mao Feiyang, but just waved his hand gently.
At this moment, the same feeling of dizziness that he had felt before enveloped Lin Yi once again, and the space around Mao Feiyang seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand. The originally distorted space began to spin like a whirlpool. Lin Yi felt dizzy and everything in front of him became blurry. The black sky, the black sea, the cliffs, and the night watchmen seemed to be in a disordered dimension...
A mysterious power emanated from the night watchman, and this power spread out like ripples, pushing Mao Feiyang away from him little by little. The space between them slowly recovered at a strange rhythm, just like a crumpled paper slowly unfolding...
During this process, Lin Yi felt dizzy and almost vomited due to the strong discomfort. He felt his body being stretched and compressed, and he was completely unable to understand and adapt to the changes in space.
"I know... I know..." Although he felt very uncomfortable and even had an indescribable feeling of nausea, Lin Yi was pleasantly surprised to realize that the Night Watchman mastered the power of "space". "When he pulled Maozi in front of him just now, he didn't absorb him through the air, but twisted and folded the space in some extraordinary way!"
"That ramen-like feeling is that the space was modified by the Night Watcher at the layer level!"
Finally, the space gradually returned to normal, and Mao Feiyang was sent back to the outer wall at the exit of the corridor. When the magical power was withdrawn from his body, Mao Feiyang felt like he had jumped from a boat to the land. For a moment, his body shook and he almost couldn't stand.
The night watchman had silently turned around and continued to face the direction of the art building, holding the ancient green lamp "Mingzhao" and facing the black sea alone.
Lin Yi discovered that a wriggling gap appeared on the outer wall. The gap was shrouded in a hazy mist. He could vaguely see through the mist and see what was behind the gap.
At this moment, the outer wall of the Art Building is not yet covered with hound-like nocturnal species, and it can be seen that their invasion has not yet covered this area.
Yes...the "angel" hasn't even arrived with the overwhelming black tsunami yet, so how could those little soldiers possibly come out?
He looked at the gap again. Behind the gap stood a sculpture. The face of the sculpture was extremely hideous, but extremely quiet, without any sign of life.
Lin Yi recognized it as a dead body sculpture at a glance.
Very familiar. Very familiar.
“Where should it be…?” He quickly realized that the dead sculpture was the dead sculpture at the “door” of the clock tower, and its nature was similar to a road sign.
"It should be near the clock tower." Mao Feiyang also said, "I said so, he must have put me nearby... But, is this the clock tower? Interesting..."
"Maozi, is this your first time here? Oh no, your first time going there?" Lin Yi was a little surprised.
"It's my first time here," Mao Feiyang responded, and added, "But... I've been here many, many times in my calculations."
(End of this chapter)