Old-time musicians

"...So who am I holding on to?"

In this brief conversation, the information was completely misunderstood. The two of them were so terrified that they couldn't help but want to open their eyes and look at each other.

"Death in the mystical realm requires no logic."

Fan Ning couldn't help but think of this ancient and common motto in the field of occultism.

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But he still restrained the urge and reminded in a low voice again: "Don't open your eyes."

"Caron, what's wrong? Aren't you using a little force on your hands every 10 seconds to remind us?" Joan asked in confusion after hearing the inexplicable conversation between the two.

"It's every 10 steps, not every 10 seconds." Fan Ning corrected her slip of the tongue, and then realized that she had also been misled. She shook her head repeatedly, "What are 10 steps and 10 seconds... I obviously meant every ten times different integers. Steps, such as 10 steps, 70 steps, 60 steps.”

"...It's obviously only 10 seconds." Qiong's tone was a little confused.

My steps are very cautious, and I can only take 6-7 steps in 10 seconds.

Why do three people each have their own feelings?

"Sheeran, when did you first see me?" Fan Ning suddenly asked.

"Huh?..." The girl on the right was a little stunned, but she immediately understood his intention, "In the early autumn of 909 in the new calendar, it should be the end of October, one Friday evening, I got up from the sofa in my father's office and opened the door. When you stood at the door holding a book, you said you were here to return the music score."

Although everyone had their eyes closed, Fan Ning still nodded habitually: "Qiong, what about you?"

Qiong cleared her throat and replied subconsciously: "The first time was at Uncle Anton's funeral last year, when I shook hands with you..."

"Are you sure?"

"Ah, no, no... that was the time when I officially met you. It must have been 909 when I first met you, a little later than Sheeran. In late autumn, I was playing at her house, and you were on the other side the whole time, holding Wuqi's hands together at an extremely slow speed. One of Luo's piano etudes, you haven't spoken to us much, and we were too embarrassed to take the initiative to chat with you... The reason I was more impressed was because at that time, Uncle Anton quietly told us that there were some changes in your family...

Xilan also added with a smile at this time: "In general, for more than a year, although he and I got along from time to time, we rarely spoke to each other until one time..."

Talking about some past encounters, Fan Ning felt a lot more relaxed. He said "hmm" and said, "Why don't you ask me too?"

After asking this question, he felt a downward force from his hands, so he squatted down with the two girls.

Although it was pitch black, through other spiritual senses, he knew that it was them who heard that "sharp and dense sound" again.

Judging from the description, this sound is quite similar to the strange sharp sound mixed with the roar of human voices that I heard in the mutated paint. This may also be a kind of pollution after being polluted by the "Fountain in the Painting" feature.

The interval between attacks this time was longer, and the frequency they heard was much lower than when they searched the room before. This may be able to support their speculation about "eliminating visual interference".

After a short rest, the two girls' breathing gradually disappeared and they slowly stood up.

"I think it may not be the situation you thought..." Sheeran bit her lip and continued what she said before, "It may be because our consciousness is a little scattered, resulting in different perceptions. In short, we still follow what we said at the beginning. Said with eyes closed."

Next, several people continued to walk in this passage that seemed to be "covered with visual organs" on both sides, but they never encountered the situation of hitting a wall and turning. This made them more puzzled and repeatedly brought up the thoughts in everyone's minds. Curiosity to open your eyes and see what's going on - In terms of spatial layout, after entering the stone gate, immediately turn left .

But the current situation has nothing to do with the previous situation, and a few people didn't feel that there was an uphill or downhill slope.

After about a few minutes of calm, Sheeran suddenly exclaimed and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Fan Ning's heart tightened.

"My crowbar seems to have hit a pile of flesh." Sheeran's tone was mixed with fear and disgust.

"You mean the wall?"

"Also, there are my feet...don't you feel like you are stepping on something slippery, thick and sticky?" After she finished speaking, she took Fan Ning and took two steps back, "Hey, Why is there a ball of meat on the back? It was obviously stepped on from just now..."

Fan Ning gently rubbed the ground with the soles of his feet twice, feeling the touch of the rubber against the masonry. Just as he was about to ask further, Qiong said tremblingly: "Caron... I feel like there are snakes on the back of my neck. There are a lot of them." Snake, there seems to be a squirming mountain of snakes behind me... I'm dying, I want to see what the hell this place is."

"Listen to me." Fan Ning interrupted the two people's random thoughts, "Have you noticed that we have been scaring ourselves?"

"After entering this stone door, we seemed to encounter many abnormal situations or strange phenomena, and due to the long-term state of closed eyes similar to 'waiting to sleep', we were indeed in a trance and couldn't tell whether they were real or fake... But in fact, We have not encountered any substantial life threats so far, but after being stimulated by the outside world several times, we all wanted to reflexively open our eyes to see what happened..."

"I suspect that the unknown existence in this passage is tempting us to open our eyes in various forms!"

Fan Ning closed his eyes and looked straight ahead: "If you don't feel safe, think about it this way. If the fear you feel really exists, can the three of us deal with it with our eyes open in our current state?"

Sheeran said "Yeah": "...That makes sense...So don't pay attention to these things, let alone open your eyes. If we see this passage, we might be left here forever."

"...Okay, can I get closer to you?" Qiong shrank her shoulders and neck, her voice still trembling, and she held Fan Ning tightly with her little hands.

The pain in his arm was still burning, and Fan Ning continued: "Don't start daydreams in your mind as soon as you are stimulated. No matter what situation we encounter, we will continue to move forward... Compared with these illusory things, I am more worried about The paint monster behind is a real threat. I hope its spread will slow down. Let’s not waste time and leave as soon as possible.”

The next second after saying this, Fan Ning suddenly felt his feet stepping into a cold puddle.

In just a few steps, the water had spread to his thighs.

He opened his mouth, and was about to ask uneasily, but realized that the other two girls had not spoken.

After regaining his composure, he closed his eyes and continued to step forward. His shoes became heavy, his pants stuck tightly to his skin, and his legs made waves alternately with resistance.

The cold water soaked my waist, then my chest, neck, mouth and nose...

Fanning found that his breathing was not affected.

After more than ten seconds, the whole person broke out of the vertical surface made of water without any transition. His wet hair was all stuck to his forehead, his clothes and shoes were as heavy as lead, and his heels were on the ground. There is a sound of squeezing out water.

It's quite real... Fan Ning was unmoved and accelerated his progress further.

In the following time, everyone continued to experience various indistinguishable horror feelings. Qiong felt like something was grabbing her heels from time to time. Sheeran found that Fan Ning’s hand in her hand turned into a slimy tongue. The most terrifying thing was that Fan Ning’s hand turned into a slimy tongue. Ning once felt that the road suddenly narrowed, and the two girls seemed to have walked into a meat grinder. The only response to him was screams and the sound of broken bones and flesh. Blood and various unknown tissues sprayed onto his face. He almost died. Opened his eyes.

Fan Ning repeatedly emphasized to himself: All illusions can be created, but the unknown thing is not high enough to interfere with his feeling of being alive unless he opens his eyes.

His heart was pounding, and he didn't think about it. He stubbornly grabbed whatever he could with his hands and continued to move forward, insisting on sending out gentle squeeze signals. After an unknown amount of time, when he was almost numb, he gradually regained consciousness. I felt the soft and warm little hand I was holding, and felt the response.

The three of them felt the breeze at the next moment, and suddenly saw the faint green light after the previous change in the underground building.

Wait...see that?

The three of them stopped.

Fan Ning subconsciously turned around to "check" and found that he was on a huge platform as dark as ink.

He lowered his head and saw his and Xilan's hands. He went up his arms and saw the skin with a slight green light, and then saw the little girl with flying brown hair looking at him.

There was a smart light flowing in her eyes, but there was also a strange green background on her face.

Then Fanning saw Joan on the other side.

But he made sure his eyes were closed!

"Sheeran, have you opened your eyes?" Fan Ning asked.

"...I don't think so, but I can see you, and why did you open your eyes?"

Sheeran looked at herself with concern.

"Where is this? Are we coming out?" Qiong also turned around to check.

"No, no..." Fan Ning looked wary, "Don't open your eyes yet. Well, I know you saw things next to you, and you also saw that other people have opened their eyes... But keep your eyes closed. It’s okay to check, but don’t open it.”

Fan Ning’s previous judgment was that this strange place, which has a mysterious connection with the “Fountain in the Painting”, transmits pollution through the eyes. The three of them walked in the passage and experienced so many unreasonable and terrifying feelings. It was precisely because after closing their eyes to block interference, those things could only distort other senses except vision, and then induce their hearts to collapse and open their eyes. Check with eyes.

…could it be said that the things in the passage behind the stone door can interfere with the vision of the three of them? But from the moment he pushed the door open with both hands, he never opened it and glanced at it.

Distortion, does it always require an original thing to be considered a distortion? Where does that unknown existence have room to play?

He tried to hold the two of them and walked forward again, but it seemed that he could not feel any progress. Everyone was still on this huge dark platform, and the faint green light was still everywhere.

Green light?

Several people tried to raise their heads.

The night sky is filled with thick water vapor, and the green light of unknown origin penetrates these granular fog curtains, presenting a contradictory feeling of darkness and filth that is occasionally crystal clear. Several unknown stars that are too large shine through. Layers of water vapor emitted a scattered and pale light, making the entire sky appear unusually low, as if it was pressing on the heads of the three people.

"Night?...Green light?..." Xilan frowned and thought.

"Green Night?" Joan suddenly had an idea, ""Green Night" painted by the painter Cumier?"

"It seems like, although I haven't actually seen it, the current scene is very similar to the title..." Sheeran's face showed a look of horror, "But why is it above our heads? Could it be that after we struggled all the way, the final result was to run away In a painting?"

Fan Ning's mind was racing: "It's indeed a bit weird and confusing. How could "Green Night" appear in the underground building under the Turner Museum of Art? Wait... I seem to have thought of something related..."

His brows were furrowed tightly, and he was trying hard to catch up on the various information he had received recently, hoping that his subconscious would remind him of the fragments associated with it.

Benjamin felt that the colors of the works in the Salon of the Unselected were all rubbish, so he went crazy and burned them, except "Green Night"...

The latter is related to finding or opening the "Gate of Seven Lights", but it is only one of the seven paintings required, not all...

According to Benjamin's words, this highly accomplished work ran away on its own because it was "appreciated by many and remembered deeply." Literally, too many people saw it and left a deep impression? Just...ran away? …

So what does it mean to see what a few people are seeing now?

"Wait...see...see?..." Fan Ning captured a new angle.

Under what circumstances can a person still "see" things with his eyes closed?

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

Joan obviously also recalled the conversation with Benjamin on the edge of the bridge at that time, "Carone, that crazy investigator said that "Green Night" ran away. Could it be that the painting came back to life or took on an entity after being contaminated by something? Changed?…”

She cried sadly: "What the hell are you talking about that Cumiye painted? There is nothing in this place except a bare platform and the weird green sky above... Can we get out of this painting by accident?" It’s coming…it’s really over now…”

"No, that's not the case. I understand. This experience along the way may explain it..." Fan Ning came back from thinking and smiled easily.

"It's not that we have entered "Green Night", but "Green Night" has entered Yiyong!"

"Moving!?" Xilan exclaimed, and then asked a long series of questions: "How is it possible?...You mean, we are no longer in the waking world? It's because we just closed our eyes for too long and fell into a dream. ... Our body is still in the strange passage? ...Where is this place? Huanshan? It doesn't look like it, it can't be Huita?"

"Your description is not completely accurate." Fan Ning said, "I confirm that this is the migration... As for the way we enter this time, it is not exactly the same as the previous sleep and dream, but there are similarities..."

"When sleeping into a dream, the body stays in the appearance of the world, and the soul temporarily enters the star realm, which is the mixed transition zone between appearance and will, and then relies on the dream control method to stay awake. After finding the entrance to the migration, the soul separates independently and enters... But this time, When we arrived at Yiyong, we naturally did not rely on sleep to pass through ordinary dreams..."

"Then what are the similarities you mentioned?" Sheeran asked.

Fan Ning continued: "I speculated the reason based on the results. If my judgment is correct, the entire underground building behind the secret door itself is a mixed zone of world appearance and will..."

"It itself serves as a transitional function similar to the 'astral realm'."