Old-time musicians

As soon as Fan Ning said this, the two little girls showed a hint of fear in their eyes.

He himself had a look of surprise on his face.

If every installation art exhibition hall here is round, but this one is a slightly deflated oval, it may indeed have been artificially thickened later.

Is it possible that this trip really encountered the kind of urban legends or anecdotes often reported in third-rate media? For example, there's a corpse built into the wall or something?

Do you want to get it out of the way?

"Tell me, have the Special Patrol Office been here before?" Fan Ning fell into thought.

Now he gradually felt that compared to those secret organizations that lived in the shadows and acted in hiding all day long, the one he was most taboo on was the Special Inspection Office. They were the first people he thought of when considering any problem.

Thinking about the day after I traveled through time, I was under their surveillance when entering and exiting the art museum, and I was even followed...

"Since they have even taken away the fragments of the audio series, it is impossible that the too conspicuous pile of debris outside did not attract their attention." Sheeran slowly analyzed, "But I think that this strange stench did not attract their attention." I haven't smelled it before. The isolation effect of the secret ritual at this stage is already so weak. Even low-level people like Qiong who know the key can detect it. If they discovered such a big difference, how could they not turn this place upside down? Where’s Chaotian?”

Fan Ning nodded slightly in approval: "You mean, in the past six months when the stench gradually became stronger, they have not come in. Or, the time of their last search may have been quite a while since the last time I came here. It’s time”

Xilan nodded: "We have no way of knowing the specific time, but when they came here, there was either no smell here, or it was lighter than the last time you smelled it. It was only considered a 'strange smell' rather than a 'foul smell'. In such a situation It is reasonable to say that it was in a building that had been closed for a long time. In addition to taking away the fragments of the audio series, they must have searched the area around this pile of debris. They even searched it as a key area because it was too strange. However, at that time, the secret ritual was isolated. Their effectiveness is still at its peak or just beginning to wane, and their inspiration has not gained anything.”

Fan Ning lowered his head and thought about it for a while: "Qiong, can you find some builders or plasterers to come over? It doesn't take too many people, just two people. The main thing is that it must be trustworthy and not make any noise after the explanation."

"Are you sure you want to open it and take a look?" Qiong asked Fan Ning for confirmation. "People's words are not a problem. I can find a few more loyal gardeners and craftsmen who have served the family for generations."

"Make sure to open it." Fan Ning said, "I don't believe that the Special Patrol Office will never visit here again. It's just a matter of time..."

There may be secrets related to interests, or there may be unknown dangers, but it is not an option to wait passively now... This is my father's art museum, and given that I once got the "Endless Fugue" migration road sign, After experience, Fan Ning still prefers the former possibility.

Nearly two hours later, two plasterers with tools walked through layers of debris and arrived at the room.

Under Fan Ning's instruction, they smashed several glass windows, then dug out the plaster on the walls, and used tools to smash away the shallow cement.

After the cement, naturally came the yellow-red wall tiles. The worker gave Fan Ning a questioning look and received a signal to continue.

The wall tiles were removed, and then cement was added. At this time, Fan Ning discovered that some of the cement fragments knocked down had holes. There were also some fragments of gems in the residue on the ground, and there was also a very small amount of purple mixed with the dust in the air. Heterogeneous colors with white.

During this period, the two little girls said that they briefly heard some kind of sharp and dense sound, but they were still unable to confirm whether it came from the front because they couldn't tell whether the sound came from the outside world or inside their heads.

As the chisel went deeper, a piece of parchment fell out, but it was inevitably broken. When Fan Ning put it back together, he found that what was drawn on it was probably the outline of a lamp, but it was special. What's interesting is that the artist filled its interior with ink from a quill pen, making it appear to be pure black without any details except for its outline.

"Qiong's feeling is quite accurate." Fan Ning covered her nose and whispered to the side, "There is indeed an altar arranged inside this wall, but do you know what witness talisman is on it?"

A... black lamp? However, this is just the witness chosen by the person who arranged the secret ritual, and may not necessarily have anything to do with what is in the wall.

Sheeran and Joan also covered their mouths and noses, shaking their heads in confusion.

The current smell is suffocating. Although covering the mouth and nose does not help at all, human hands always want to do something in this situation.

The two moved their steps slightly and stood behind Fan Ning. The current scene almost made the three of them mentally prepared for workers to dig out a rotting corpse from the wall. Although the two little girls were both knowledgeable, But anticipating this kind of scenario, I instinctively felt a little resistant and timid.

But when the plasterers dug in more than one meter deep, what everyone saw was not a corpse, but... a sealed black door.

It's not quite accurate to say it's a door. It's only one meter wide and one and a half meters high, and the plasterers didn't start from the root of the wall, which means it didn't hit the ground, but... hung in the air on the wall.

It's more like a sealed window.

Fan Ning was really confused at this moment.

After knocking off the shallow layer of cement, there are wall tiles, and after the wall tiles are removed, there is cement again, and then there is the small door in this secret mezzanine. This naturally means that someone wanted to cover up the secret behind the door. He sealed it with cement and laid down To isolate the secret ritual, an additional wall was built outside, so the room changed from a circle to an ellipse.

If this is a secret passage, go in like this and walk six or seven meters deep...

Shouldn't it be another installation art exhibition hall opposite the next door?

Under the command of Fan Ning, the workers broke open the door with some effort, revealing a dark passage.

After detecting nothing strange with his spiritual sense, Fan Ning first reached out and touched the wall of the passage. It was rough and dry, and there was no dirt on his fingers.

Unexpectedly, this passage was quite clean and tidy, which was different from Fan Ning's preconceived guess due to the stench.

No light? Could it be that there is a similar door that is not open on the mezzanine level of the exhibition hall next door?

"Let's go in and take a look." Fan Ning stabilized the lantern and climbed up with his hands.

The space inside is relatively spacious for people of normal stature. Although you can't stand, you can squat, lie down or turn around and there is a lot of room to move around.

"I'm with you."

After Fan Ning entered, he turned back and stretched out his hand, and then pulled up Qiong who was trying to climb over.

The two squatted and moved forward ten small steps, about two meters apart.

The stench here is neither stronger nor lighter than before, because it is already extremely nauseating and exceeds the upper limit of the nose.

Qiong put the lantern out, ready to verify whether there was such an interconnecting door in the installation art exhibition hall next door.

But what the light illuminated wasn't a door... it was a well.

"Please help me hang the lantern at the mouth of the well first. I'll go down for a while and take a look." After Fan Ning finished explaining, he turned around and stepped down the steel stairs on his side.

Qiong did as she was told, holding up the lantern, just as Fan Ning's head gradually disappeared into the darkness——

A cold shout from Sheeran came from outside the door: "Carolen, Joan, what are you two doing in there!? Come out quickly!!"