Chapter 545 Feather Sculpture

Chapter 545 Feather Sculpture

Chapter 545 Feather Sculpture
After walking for a while, Mao Feiyang suddenly said, "Hey, it seems we're here!"

Suddenly, a door appeared not far away. It was a rusty door leading to the stairwell.

This road was the one he took when he left.

Mao Feiyang walked to the door and tried to push it, but it didn't open.

"Just pull it in." Lin Yi reminded.

"Now I know to pull it inwards." Mao Feiyang said, "Remind me earlier next time."

"Isn't that what I'm worried about, the time paradox?"

"A door that has been here for hundreds of years, whether it needs to be pushed forward or pulled back to be opened, what does it have to do with the time paradox?" Mao Feiyang was speechless.

But Mao Feiyang's words suddenly seemed to bring some kind of inspiration to Lin Yi, and drew an arc in his mind...

time……

Hundreds of years here...

what is the relationship……

Unchanged by time...

Lin Yi felt a little itchy in his head. He had a vague feeling that he was about to have some insights. This kind of insight had nothing to do with the door itself. It was just that a certain "flavor" in Mao Feiyang's words gave him a "feeling" and made him have some insights related to "time".

But this feeling was so vague that he wanted to grasp it, but couldn't. It fell through his fingers like quicksand.

“Squeak—”

Mao Feiyang opened the heavy iron door. The sharp, teeth-grinding metallic hissing sound pulled Lin Yi back to his senses like a rein.

After Mao Feiyang passed through the door, he pulled it closed with his backhand, and following the "clang" sound, he glanced at the iron sheet on the door.

The words from The Night Watchman's Iron Law were clearly imprinted on the iron sheet:

"The tower without a bell, shining brightly, its sound far and wide, shaking the nine seas and eight wildernesses."

Looking at the piece of iron, Mao Feiyang frowned slightly, then sighed slightly.

"Have you thought of something?" Lin Yi asked in a low voice.

"Why do you ask everything?" Mao Feiyang asked back impatiently.

Lin Yi asked, "I'm just curious, why else are you sighing?"

"I sighed because I was uneducated and couldn't understand what was written on the iron sheet." Mao Feiyang muttered, "If I had learned some archaeology earlier, I would have at least understood it a little bit..."

"I know what that means, do you want to know?"

"I don't want to know now." Mao Feiyang shook his head. "Besides, it's useless to know... It's better to save my brain and look for the bedroom."

"Have you made up your mind to go to the law-making place first... uh, go to the little girl's bedroom first?" Lin Yi suddenly realized that Maozi didn't seem to consider going to the observatory.

Mao Feiyang said: "Please, I should at least show that I am 'fulfilling the agreement', right?"

"According to the agreement, we have to help 02 find a certain extraordinary creation. If I go to the observatory with a clear purpose, he will definitely know that I am pretending to obey, and when you come to collect the balance, he will definitely make things difficult for you."

"Well... you are right." Lin Yi wiped his sweat, but he thought it was not easy for him to come here... Especially when he climbed up the stairs and forged the golden skeleton.

"So do you have any directions?" he asked.

"Yeah." Mao Feiyang nodded.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, suddenly, the entire art building began to shake violently as if it had encountered some powerful impact.

“Boom…boom boom boom—”

The corridor under Mao Feiyang's feet also shook violently, and he subconsciously held onto the wall beside him.

"What is this...?!" Lin Yi was shocked. Suddenly, a melodious and deep bell sound resounded from the direction of the bell tower, stirring in all directions!
"Duang~~~!!"

"Night Watcher-02 knocked on the "Temple"!"

Mao Feiyang nodded and said, "Well, 02 sounded the 'bell of doom'... This means that today's 'gray fog invasion' has begun."

He stuffed the black wooden box into his pocket and pulled out the feather sculpture and held it in his hands.

"But none of this has anything to do with me."

"I'm just a messenger..."

"When two armies are at war, envoys are not killed."

As Mao Feiyang spoke, he slowly walked towards the end of the corridor.

The closer you get to the exit door, the cold and damp air in the air becomes more severe. An ominous aura lingers at the exit of the corridor, becoming increasingly strong.

Mao Feiyang took a deep breath, put his hands on the door, and did not move for a long time.

Lin Yi seemed to realize that something was wrong and asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

"I was wondering whether I should pull or push..." Mao Feiyang paused, "Say something."

"Ah? What did you say?" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, "Uh...'Sesame, sesame, open the door'?"

“Ali, you’re a Baba…” Mao Feiyang was speechless for a moment, “I’m asking whether you want to push or pull. There must be something dirty outside. I have to be prepared.”

"Didn't you just say you would tell me in advance? How come you forgot?"

"Oh, okay... just pull it in." Lin Yi said.

Mao Feiyang had just opened the door a little, and as soon as the gap opened, countless nocturnal species swarmed in from the outer wall, rushing to squeeze through the gap.

Mao Feiyang took out the feather sculpture slowly and held it in front of him as if he was transforming into a human.

Oddly enough, as soon as the feather sculpture appeared, the nocturnal creatures that were originally pressing in from the darkness began to scream and retreat as if they had come into contact with something deadly.

Mao Feiyang seemed to be surrounded by an invisible field, and the source of this field was the feather sculpture in his hand.

"The effect of this thing... is like a light bulb." Lin Yi exclaimed.

"This is much better than a light bulb." Mao Feiyang opened the door and walked to the outer wall of the art building.

Around him, countless nocturnal species that were a mix of hounds and spiders clung tightly to the outer walls of the art building, growling in low voices and slowly retreating like the tide. Soon, the outer walls became so cold that one could see moss on them.

But in the hazy rain, there were still some dirty and strange things, wandering around like ghosts. Lin Yi suddenly realized... it was raining.

There was a drizzle in the sky at this time. The moss on the outer wall of the art building emitted a faint green glow under the nourishment of the rain, with a hint of evil smell. The originally old color of the bricks and tiles on the outer wall became deeper, and the breath of time sedimentation suddenly filled the air.

Looking up, the tall art building was full of oppression. The nocturnal species attached to the outer wall like a symbiote kept wriggling under the black sky, looking like a piece of black flame burning...

The cliff outside the observation tower was looming in the rain and fog, and the black sky seemed to be covered by a huge curtain, so heavy that it made people feel a little breathless.

The black sea was surging, and the waves kept hitting the shore, making bursts of roaring sounds. Raindrops fell on the sea, splashing countless tiny water droplets, which intertwined with the waves, as if overlapping sections of mountains were formed, full of oppression.

In front of such a black sea, the night watchman in a black windbreaker holds an ancient green lantern "Ming Zhao" and stands alone, facing the surging waves alone.

Lin Yi suddenly realized that in less than two hours, the "Angel" would sweep the Art Building with a black wave that would rise into the sky like a tsunami, and the Night Watchman would control the tsunami like a magic needle...

I controlled it for a long, long time...

The night watchman on the cliff seemed to sense Mao Feiyang's appearance. He glanced sideways but did not look over completely. It was as if he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and then turned his head back.

Mao Feiyang was startled for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and very naturally raised the feather sculpture towards the night watchman, like raising a wine glass.

"Stop trying to be cunning and take the money and do the job." The voice of the night watchman slowly sounded in Mao Feiyang's ears.

Mao Feiyang smiled awkwardly and quickly looked for the door leading to the gallery on the outer wall of the art building.

While he was looking for the door, he explained to Lin Yi: "The light bulbs in the campus are made of the feather pupils of the Smiley Angel, but not all feathers can be called 'feather pupils'..."

"Do I know all this too?" Lin Yi asked, implying that this was the knowledge in his lost memory.

Mao Feiyang said: "Do you really think I came here for tourism? These things are all recorded in books."

Lin Yi pursed his lips, thinking that your "schedule" is so tight, how can you have time to study? But he definitely wouldn't say that, so he said, "Tell me about it?"

Mao Feiyang said, "It's not useful knowledge, just listen to it casually... You know that the feathers of the Laughing Angel are actually all eyes, right?"

"Ah."

"Among these feathers, there are some with relatively high quality, which are called 'feather pupils'. I don't know the specific selection method. If you are interested, you can ask the black bib chefs. They specialize in this business."

"The chef in the black bib..." Lin Yi immediately thought of Lao Mo.

Lao Mo's operation of killing the smiling angel and taking off its wings was as smooth as flowing water, and it was obvious that he was very skilled at it.

"But what does it mean to specialize in this field?"

"As the name suggests, they often pluck feather pupils..." Mao Feiyang said, "They are the ones who repaired the lights in the campus, but where do you think the lights came from? Aren't they just plucked from the body of the Sly Laughing Angel?"

"After picking it off, make the feather pupil into a light bulb, and then replace the broken light bulb..."

"The remaining part of the Laughing Angel is still a good ingredient... it's edible, but it would be too spicy for most people."

Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh: "This angel with a strange smile... is really a treasure from head to toe..."

"Isn't this normal? When you have a certain level of strength, your food chain will become much wider... The strong prey on the weak, it's not just talk." Mao Feiyang said, "The strong prey on the weak protects the relatively weak, but it doesn't protect absolute food."

"Where is the feather sculpture that the night watchman gave you?" Lin Yi asked again.

"This is the one in a million treasure in Yutong..."

"Hiss...the one-in-a-million treasure in Yu Tong, what is that?" Lin Yi took a breath. He naturally knew that the things given by the night watchman must be extraordinary, but he didn't expect it to be so extraordinary.

"Uh...it's still Yutong."

"What the hell..."

"Don't be mad, but at least it looks like feathers instead of eyes, right?"

When Lin Yi heard this, he immediately felt that it was right: "Is there any explanation?"

"No explanation..."

"I...I really want to beat you up according to my dream...Why didn't I notice that you are such a bitch before?"

Mao Feiyang said this, found the entrance to the gallery, and walked in very naturally.

As soon as he stepped into the gallery, the feeling of passing through the "gate attribute" creation spread through his body like ripples, and then a smell of decay suddenly hit him in the face. The dim lights swayed in the air, and the shadows around him suddenly danced like ghosts.

But Mao Feiyang slowly raised the feather sculpture in his hand.

"Don't be impatient, Lao Lin, just look."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi discovered the extraordinary aspect of this feather sculpture.

It actually does have a domain.

With Mao Feiyang as the center, the area about one meter around him had become a relatively independent pure land. The eerie and strange atmosphere in the gallery did not penetrate in at all.

"In the hands of a folklorist, this thing can be a magical tool to bring good luck and avoid disaster!" Lin Yi exclaimed.

"Don't be too happy too soon. This thing has a time limit." Mao Feiyang poured cold water on Lin Yi, "So we have to hurry up and get back here before it runs out."

Disappear... Lin Yi thought of what "Night Watchman-02" said, and couldn't help but look closely at the feather sculpture in Mao Feiyang's hand.

At first glance, there really doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

However, when he observed through "visual insight", he immediately discovered that the feather sculpture was releasing wisps of mist in all directions like an incense burner. The mist lingered in a range of about one meter around Mao Feiyang, like a pair of invisible hands that expanded the field.

But the price of expanding the field is that it is being consumed like an incense burner, and its edges are being annihilated bit by bit at a speed that cannot be clearly perceived...

When it is all annihilated, the field will naturally disappear.

However, this kind of disappearance that can be "seen" is perhaps also a kind of visualized "time"? Lin Yi thought subconsciously in his heart.

At this moment, he discovered that Mao Feiyang was using the feather sculpture as a light source, observing the artworks in the gallery bit by bit.

Especially the paintings among them.

"Maozi, what are you doing?" Lin Yi was puzzled, but he knew that there must be a hidden meaning behind Maozi's actions, and he was too lazy to guess and wanted to know directly what Maozi was doing.

Mao Feiyang then said, "I am looking at these paintings."

"Do you still remember what scenes appeared before your will reached 'her' bedroom?"

(End of this chapter)