musicians of old

Chapter 200 "The Zoo" (4K [-]-in-[-])

Joan turned around and took a step forward, as if she wanted to carefully observe what happened to these people, or to give a helping hand, but Fanning immediately grabbed her.

Amidst the unfamiliar and high-pitched babbling, everyone just watched the six people's bodies gradually "sink" into the floor tiles, walls and ceiling in a direction that did not conform to the law of gravity.

"Compared with the previous floors, there is a terrible immediate danger in this place."

Just a few breaths after stepping into the door, Roy frowned deeply when he saw such a horrifying thing on the people who walked with him.

However, why did the accident only happen to six residents of the small town?
Because they have already experienced the dawn of the next day, and the doom of the hidden disease has come?Or... another difference, they're all ignorant?
What made her feel even more disturbed was that she thought of some kind of absurd and inexplicable familiarity from the manifestations of these six people's accidents, and she couldn't even explain where this familiarity came from, as if the same thing As if it has happened or is about to happen to me.

Vassius watched calmly the whole time, and showed a thoughtful look.

This place is closer to the location described in the intelligence.

He opened the cover of his pocket watch. If Fanning looked closely at this moment, he could see the slightly raised lamp-shaped embossed decoration on the dial, and... when everyone's pocket watches were out of order, Vassius's watch was showed a completely different phenomenon.

Its hands do not reverse counterclockwise at a medium speed, but the hour, minute, and second hands coincide. No matter how Vassius moves and circles, the direction it points remains the same.

He took a step forward and walked deep into the corridor covered with stone bricks.

There is no other direction to choose here, and there is no retreat. Fan Ning and his party have no other choice but to keep up.

...this place...how is it built exactly like the underground building in the deep well?Observing along the way, Fan Ning became more and more confused.

Could it be said that there is really a mystical connection between "Hidden Lamp" and "Fountain in Painting" similar to that between "Watching Death" and "Flow of Mind"?
There are also huge picture frames hanging on both sides of this place, but the light feels strange. Fanning has not found any obvious light bulbs or candles in the corridor, but the vision has always maintained a pale low visibility. , which means that the contents of the frame are not the colorful abstract impasto paintings of the past, but large groups of black, white and gray lines and shapes.

An underground building with... no color?

Several people came to a relatively spacious place, which seemed to be used as a connecting hall. In addition to the corridor when they came, there were also forks in the other three directions.

"Caroun..." Sheeran called softly. Fanning turned to look at her, followed her eyes to remind her, and looked at the middle position in front, so she understood why her expression was a little weird.

Below the candlesticks hanging from the ceiling, there is a huge sink-like object made of cement!
…impossible?Could it be that this trip to the imperial capital took a turn around and brought me back to the secret door of the Turner Museum of Art?

He stepped forward to visit in amazement, but he didn't see the cloudy gray liquid similar to washing oil paint in his memory.

The sink is empty, and the depth is far beyond the height of the outside. Looking down through the pale and dim light environment, there is a dark nothingness below.

There are no futons scattered around for worship.

There is no trace of the suspected sacrifice to the "fountain in the painting" here...Fan Ning vaguely grasped a certain key point.

But since this is somewhere similar to the underground building behind the secret door, he has a reasonable explanation for the horrifying encounters of the town residents after entering the door: perhaps this is also a mixture of world appearance and will, and these ignorant people with low inspiration Or, unable to stay awake in the dream... So, fell out of the shift?
But where they will wake up, this is probably an unknown question, maybe they will be hidden from then on, and maybe they will disappear completely in this world.

Vassius glanced at the pocket watch in his hand again, and took a step towards the fork on the right.

Is that something pointing in some direction?However, Fan Ning is clear that if this is really another "Alchemist Association Experimental Site" that is exactly the same, except that it is slightly larger, it does not have an overly complicated structure, and it can go back even if it goes around in other directions.

Of course, time is tight now, and it is better not to repeat the road.

Sure enough, after passing through these colorless galleries, I saw a row of seven stone gates on the wide wall, and a larger circular building after going up the steps.

As before, there are many rooms inside, the outer layer is a circle of curved corridors, windows and "colorless abstract paintings" appear alternately on the outer walls, and the night is outside the cloudy and yellowed glass.

Vassius stared at the direction of the pocket watch, walking all the way through the connected rooms.

Compared with the test site that was full before, there was still nothing inside, and the room was completely empty. Fan Ning saw neither the patterns and drawings, nor the stacked bottles and jars or various instruments, and even those left for everyone. There are no dolls, statues, or specimens that cast a psychological shadow.

"Come on tighter." There were too many turns, and Vassius began to urge.

"Don't worry, think about your direction slowly, this place is too strange, everyone's safety depends on you." Fan Ning joked deliberately.

In fact, he began to feel a little anxious again.

It may be about half an hour before dawn.

He didn't find any signs of getting out of trouble, and he didn't know what Vassius was going to do.

Fan Ning's reliance on checking and balancing Vassius lies entirely in the No. 2 audience participation number plate that he pretended to give him unintentionally.

There are a total of 12 sound names in the music. Mr. F stipulates that the number of visitors at one time must be 12, and the exchange of number plates is prohibited after the allocation method is determined, which means that they are bound to 12 visitors in a sense.

There are only 11 fragments of the sound series, and Mr. F also reminded that one person will disappear as a "ticket".

From the perspective of the tonality distribution of the fragments of the sound sequence, the "non-existent note name" is exactly what is missing in the fragments, with "C sharp" as the tonality of the main tone, that is, the do of a sharp semitone.

Its order in the 12-sound name is No. 2.

But the fact is that Vassius is still alive and kicking in front of him.

Fan Ning still believed in his own judgment. It is impossible for the person holding the No. 2 card to disappear as soon as he enters. It must need a certain condition to be fulfilled, or trigger some trigger related to it in mysticism.

For example...the connection between C sharp and Beethoven's "Moonlight" alias of "Piano Sonata No. 14 in C sharp minor"?

When I first visited the art gallery the next day, I could find the "Endless Fugue" signpost left by my father in the office. It was precisely because of the second painting "Twilight and Wall on the Top of the Mountain" in the row of paintings hanging in the office, Replaced with "Moon Night on the Dnieper".

Ever since Fan Ning stepped into the stairwell at the back of the hall after issuing the number plate, he has been paying attention to whether there is anything related to "Sunset and Moonrise".

Even an indirect or even a far-fetched connection is fine. He is confident in his ability to associate.

But there is nothing here.moonlight?Even the night sky outside the window was pitch black.

This feeling of being empty all the way made him uneasy. He really needed to see something, even if it was something scary and weird, because he needed clues, and without information, there would be no clues.

But the only thing that exists is the pale white that is balanced, dim, and boring everywhere, and no light source can be found.

It's not like the building light is like this, but the whole world is like this.

Vassius stopped in front of a door.

Judging from the connections between the surrounding walls and other rooms, this place is very large. Fanning immediately thought of the place where the three of them visited in the underground building. Room.

But judging from the current situation along the way, without those iconic things, he can't judge whether the location here corresponds to the previous one.

Vassius pushed open the door, and bumped into a deer head dangling in mid-air, with hollow eyes and a ferocious face.

The pupils of the people following behind were frightened by this thing that suddenly broke into their field of vision.

After Fanning saw it clearly, he realized that the deer head was just hanging by a rope from the ceiling, something like a doll.

Then he saw many inexplicably familiar objects, and experienced another inexplicably familiar feeling.

This is a room nearly half the size of a basketball court, with narrow windows on one side, and various sculptures and specimens placed or hung on the other three sides, including large ligers and bear elephant sculptures, and smaller ones There are bird and insect specimens, and various animal dolls are hung with ropes from the ceiling, just like hanging dead bodies. The deer head before is just one of them, for example, there are cat and dog dolls immediately behind.

And the center of the floor is facing the direction of everyone, with a line of characters written with bright red paint:
"It is forbidden to destroy objects at will!!"

In the almost colorless and bleak environment everywhere, this blood-like handwriting makes people feel shocking.

...Is this...is this a zoo?Everyone was very puzzled by this strange scene.

…no animals allowed?Fanning remembered another reminder from Mr. F.

"This damn place..." Vassius muttered, and started to walk around the room, as if looking for something.

He was obviously very afraid of the blood-red letters on the ground, carefully avoiding those hanging animal dolls, for fear of breaking them.

After a few minutes, Fanning, who hadn't thought of any relationship between this place and "Sunset and Moonrise", felt uneasy again. He even felt that the sky outside the window was about to turn pale.

"Can you find the exit?" Fan Ning tried again with an impatient tone on purpose, "...pretending to be 'knowing the inside story', but I didn't see you make a substantial contribution to getting out of trouble from the beginning to the end, you If it doesn't work, I'll look for it elsewhere, we don't want to be left in this ghost place with you."

Vassius stared at his pocket watch, ignoring Fanning.

...Calm down and think again.Fanning took a deep breath.

Although he said this to Vassius, in fact, if he wants to find the trigger to trigger the No. 2 card, this may be the only room where there is a 'thing', and it really responds to what he thought before, "Even if it's weird and frightening." ".

Let’s go back to the question that was just raised when we entered the door…

In addition to seeing these dolls, why do I have another inexplicable sense of familiarity?
what is it then?I have never been here.Fan Ning's brain recalled very quickly, but for some reason, he always seemed to be "wandering".

As long as you think about this question, your mind will be full of the "interrogation motive" in the introduction part of the single-movement symphony poem that I conceived--"Funeral March in C minor".

Rough and deadly sub-bass fragments separated by rests...

The broken form, the wandering and sweeping under the shadows, the black light shining with sharp breath...

The interspersed combination of extreme stillness and extreme movement, full of deterrent and questioning artistic conception...

A sudden burst of inspiration, a scribbled manuscript drawn with a pen - the head of the symbol is not filled and round, and the tail of the symbol stem is dragging a long and sticky ink line...

With a little more imagination, the air in front of Fan Ning's eyes seemed to be distorted and reorganized, and there were pieces of paper flying all over the sky like snowflakes.

"Xiran...why did I just feel that the strings hanging the dolls are hanging by themselves?" Joan suddenly asked in surprise.

"Don't talk nonsense, hallucination." Hiran said

"Come here and help carry things." Vassius suddenly put Fanning's shoulders on his shoulders.

He looked back, only to see black and white threads of inspiration floating to another place - he was standing next to a huge turtle statue.

"Don't try to kill yourself and ruin it. I don't want to risk my life with you." Fan Ning curled his lips, but considering what Vassius might find out, he walked over.

"Little girls, don't watch the show, this thing is not light, hurry up."

A few people stood and squatted, and finally moved the statue slowly for a short distance.

The tortoise statue attached to the base was placed sideways and took up quite a large area. As it was removed, a plain white stone door appeared on the wall.

In the dim light, it can be seen that there is a fine arched door gap between it and the surrounding walls, but the strange thing is that there is neither a handle nor other decorations on the door, and it is completely bare.

"That's it." Vassius finally showed a satisfied look, "Miss Nessimi, come here, do as I said, put your hands on it first."

"Me?" Joan said in disbelief, then shrank back, "I, I, I dare not, what are you going to do? Are you trying to sacrifice me?"

Fanning took a step forward and stared at Vassius: "Can you make it clear first?"

Vassius unhurriedly loaded the black pistol in his hand. This action made his side take a few steps back and picked up various firearms or spells.

"This place is not suitable for hands-on." Vassius stroked the body of the gun, "Frankly speaking, your high-level 'Fire Sun Guidance' combined with the light of first-knowledge poses a certain threat to me, and the spiritual lock is difficult to escape... But the problem is , I have a doll on my head, right?"

He returned the primed chamber again: "I'm not sure how to shoot in this damn place, please cooperate obediently, I need Miss Niximi to help me open this door, and then I will use it to take you out... "Speaking, he flicked his pocket watch again, "After finishing business, let's go to the special inspection hall to chat slowly..."

Fanning stared at him deliberately.

In fact, he was desperately trying to figure out exactly how to pull the trigger on number 2 in his mind.

Go back to the special inspection hall and chat with him slowly?What a joke! ?

Fanning felt that his brain was spinning as fast as a centrifuge, and his brain was about to be thrown out.

... c sharp?moonlight?So what the hell has it got to do with this bunch of animals?
Where is there anything related to "sunset and moonrise" here?No! !
After a dozen more breaths, he looked at the skyline outside the far side window.

With that white belly, it seemed as if he could already see some signs.

　Thanks to Qingye Xiyun on September 9th, I want to dig a monthly ticket for potatoes~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)