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Qiong turned around and took a step forward, as if she wanted to take a closer look at what was happening to these people or lend a helping hand, but Fan Ning immediately grabbed her.

Amidst strange and high-pitched murmurs, everyone just watched as the bodies of the six people gradually "sinked" into the floor tiles, walls and ceiling in a direction that completely violated the laws of gravity.

"Compared to the previous floors, this place presents horrific immediate dangers."

Just a few breaths after stepping through the door, Roy frowned deeply when he saw such a horrifying thing among his companions.

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However, why did the accident only happen to six small town residents?

Because they had already experienced the dawn of the next day, the bad luck of hidden illness had already arrived? Or... another difference, they are all ignorant?

What made her even more uneasy was that she recalled some kind of absurd and inexplicable familiarity from the manifestations of the six people's changes. She couldn't even tell where this familiarity came from. It seemed like the same thing. As if it has happened to me before or will happen soon.

Vasius watched the whole process calmly and showed a thoughtful expression.

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

He opened the cover of his pocket watch. If Fan Ning looked closer at this time, he could see the slightly raised lamp-shaped relief decoration on the dial, and... While everyone's pocket watches were malfunctioning, Wasius's watch was. Presenting a completely different phenomenon.

Its hands do not rotate counterclockwise at a medium speed, but the hour, minute, and second hands overlap together. No matter how Vasius moves in circles, the pointing direction does not change.

He took steps and walked deeper into the corridor paved with stone bricks.

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

...How come this place...is built exactly like the underground building in the deep well? As he watched along the way, Fan Ning became increasingly confused.

Could it be said that there really is a mystical connection between the "hidden lamp" and the "fountain in the painting" similar to that between "contemplation of death" and "flow"?

There are also huge picture frames hanging on both sides of this place, but the light feels strange. Until now, Fan Ning has not found any obvious light sources such as light bulbs or candles in the corridor, but there is always a pale and low visibility in the field of vision. , which means that the content in the frame is not the colorful abstract impasto painting before, but large and small groups of black and white gray lines and shapes.

A... colorless underground building?

Several people came to a relatively spacious place, which seemed to be a connecting hall. In addition to the corridor they came from, there were also branch roads in three other directions.

"Carolen..." Sheeran called out softly. Fan Ning turned to look at her, followed her eyes and looked at the middle position in front, and then understood why her expression was a little weird.

Under the candlestick hanging from the ceiling is a huge sink-like object made of cement!

...impossible? Could it be that this trip to the imperial capital has gone full circle and brought me back behind the secret door of the Turner Museum of Art?

He stepped forward to investigate in surprise, but he did not see the turbid gray liquid that he remembered as being used to wash oil paints.

The water tank is empty, and its depth far exceeds the height outside. Looking down through the pale and dim light environment, there is a pitch-black nothingness underneath.

There were no futons used for worship scattered around.

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 terrifying encounters of the town residents after entering: Perhaps this is also a mixed zone of world representation and will. These ignorant and under-inspired people However, he couldn't stay awake in the dream... so he fell out of the Yiyong?

But where they will wake up is probably an unknown question. Maybe they will become secretive from then on and disappear from this world completely.

Vasius glanced at the pocket watch in his hand again and took steps towards the fork on the right.

Is that thing pointing in some direction? However, Fan Ning knew that if this was really another "Alchemist Association test site" that was exactly the same, except that it was slightly larger, it did not have an overly complicated structure. Even if it was detoured in other directions, it would be possible to go back.

Of course, time is tight now, so it would be better not to repeat the same path.

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

As before, there are many rooms inside, and 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 turbid and yellowed glass.

Vasius stared at the direction of the pocket watch and walked through the connected rooms.

Compared to the previously full testing site, there was still nothing here. The surroundings of the room were empty. Fan Ning saw neither patterns nor drawings, nor did he see stacked bottles or various instruments, not even those left for everyone. There are no weird dolls, statues, or specimens that would cause psychological shadow.

"Follow closely." Vasius began to urge after turning too much.

"Don't worry, think about the direction slowly. This place is too strange. Everyone's safety depends on you." Fan Ning joked deliberately and casually.

He actually started to feel a little anxious inside.

Maybe it's still about half an hour before dawn.

He found no sign of escape, nor did he know what Vasius was going to do.

Fanning's reliance on Vasius was entirely on the No. 2 visitor ticket that he pretended to give him accidentally.

There are 12 note names in music. Mr. F stipulated that the number of visitors must be 12 at a time, and the number cards were prohibited from being exchanged after the distribution method was determined, which means that they are bound to the 12 visitors in a sense.

There are only 11 pieces of the note series fragments... and Mr. F also hinted that one person will disappear as a "ticket".

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

Its order among the 12 note names is No. 2.

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

Fanning still believed in his judgment. It was impossible for the person holding the No. 2 card to disappear as soon as he entered. It must require a certain condition to be met, or trigger a trigger that has a mystical connection with it.

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

When he first visited the art museum the next day after the time travel, he was able to find the "Endless Fugue" migration sign left by his father in the office, precisely because he replaced the second painting "Twilight and Wall on the Mountaintop" in the row of paintings hanging in the office with "Moonlit Night on the Dnieper River".

Since Fanning issued the number cards and stepped into the stairwell behind the hall, he has been paying attention to whether there is anything related to "Sunset and Moonrise".

Even if it is an indirect or even far-fetched connection, he is confident in his ability to associate.

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

This feeling of emptiness all the way made him uneasy. He needed to see something, even if it was something thrilling and weird, because he needed clues. Without information, there would be no clues.

But the only thing that existed was the pale white color that was balanced everywhere, dim, boring, and without a light source.

It seemed that it was not the light of the building, but the whole world.

Vasius stopped in front of a door.

Judging from the connection between the surrounding walls and other rooms, this area was very large. Fanning immediately thought of the room where the three people visited in the underground building, which was splashed with colorful paint on all sides and preserved the "Okgun Manuscript".

But judging from the current situation, if there were no iconic things, he could not judge whether the location here corresponded to the previous one.

Vasius pushed open the door and bumped into a deer head dangling in the air with empty eyes and a ferocious face.

The pupils of the people following behind were frightened by the sudden intrusion into their vision.

After Fanning saw it clearly, he found that the deer head was just a doll-like thing hanging from a rope on the ceiling.

Then he saw many inexplicably familiar objects and felt another inexplicable familiarity.

This is a room with an area of ​​nearly half a basketball court. There is a long and narrow window on one side, and various sculptures and specimens are placed or hung on the other three sides. There are large lion, tiger, bear and elephant sculptures, as well as smaller bird and insect specimens. Various animal dolls are hung on the ceiling with ropes, just like hanging corpses. The previous deer head is just one of them. For example, the cat and dog dolls are right behind it.

And in the middle of the floor facing the crowd, a line of words with fangs and claws was written in bright red paint:

"No random destruction of objects!!"

In the bleak environment where everything is almost colorless, this blood-like handwriting makes people feel shocking.

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

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

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

He was obviously very afraid of the blood-red words on the ground, and carefully avoided the hanging animal dolls, fearing that they would be damaged.

After a few minutes, Fanning, who did not associate this place with "Sunset and Moonrise", felt uneasy again. He even felt that the sky outside the window was about to turn white.

"Can you find the exit?" Fanning once again deliberately made an impatient tone to test, "... You pretend to be 'inside', but I didn't see you make any substantial contribution to the escape from the predicament from beginning to end. If you can't, I will go somewhere else to find it myself. We don't want to be left in this damn place with you."

Vassius stared at the pocket watch in a daze and ignored Fanning.

...Calm down and think about it carefully. Fanning took a deep breath.

Although he said this to Vassius, in fact, if he wanted to find the trigger of card No. 2, this might be the only room with "something", and it really fulfilled his previous thought of "even if it's weird and scary".

Let's go back to the question that just came into the door...

Besides seeing these dolls, why do I have another inexplicable sense of familiarity?

What is it? I have never been here. Fanning's brain recalled quickly, but somehow, he seemed to be "distracted".

As long as he thought about this question, his mind was full of the "questioning motive" in the introduction of the single-movement symphonic poem he conceived - "Funeral March in C Minor".

The rough and solemn double bass fragment separated by rests...

Broken forms, wandering and sweeping under the shadows, black light shining with sharp aura...

The interspersed combination of extreme stillness and extreme movement creates an artistic conception full of intimidation and questioning...

A sudden burst of inspiration, a scrawled manuscript drawn with a pen - the head of the rune is not rounded, and the tail of the rune has long and sticky ink lines...

As his imagination deepened a little, the air in front of Fan Ning seemed to twist and reorganize, and pieces of paper flying like snowflakes appeared all over the sky.

"Xilan...why did I just feel that the strings hanging the dolls were moving on their own?" Qiong suddenly said in surprise.

"Don't talk nonsense, just hallucinate." Sheeran said

"Come here and help move things." Vasius suddenly put his arm on Fan Ning's shoulder.

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 risk your life and damage it. I don't want to risk my life with you to pay for it." Fan Ning curled his lips, but considering that Vasius might have discovered something, he still walked over.

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

Several people stood and squatted, and finally slowly moved the statue a short distance away.

The turtle statue attached to the base was placed sideways and occupied a large area. As it was moved away, a small, plain white stone door appeared on the wall.

In the dim light, you can see that there is a fine arched door gap between it and the surrounding walls, but the strange thing is that there is no handle or other decorations on the door, it is completely bare.

"That's it." Vasius finally showed a satisfied look, "Miss Nehemiah, come here, do as I say, put your hands on it first."

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

Fan Ning took a step forward and stared at Vasius: "Can you speak clearly first?"

Vasius unhurriedly loaded the black pistol in his hand. This action made everyone take a few steps back and pick up various firearms or curse seals.

"This place is not suitable for action." Vasius stroked the gun body, "Frankly speaking, your high-level 'Fierce Sun Guidance' combined with the light of first acquaintance poses a certain threat to me. The spiritual lock is difficult to escape... But the problem is , it’s just a doll on my head, right?”

He removed the loaded chamber again: "I'm not sure about shooting in this damn place, so just cooperate. I need Miss Nehemiah to help me open this door, and then I will use it to take you out... "As he spoke, he swung his pocket watch again, "After finishing the business, let's go to the Special Inspection Hall and chat slowly..."

Fan Ning stared at him for consideration.

In fact, his mind was desperately trying to figure out how to pull the trigger on No. 2.

Go back to the Special Patrol Office and chat with him slowly? What a joke! ?

Fan Ning felt that his brain was spinning as fast as a centrifuge, and his brain was almost being thrown out.

...c sharp? moonlight? So what does it have to do with this bunch of animals?

Is there anything related to "sunset and moonrise" here? No! !

After a dozen breaths, he looked at the skyline outside the far side window again.

The white fish belly seemed to be showing some signs.

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Thanks to Qingye Xiyun and I Want to Dig Potatoes on September 4th~