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"Chi—" "Chi—"

A group of pale people were spraying paint on the walls wherever they went. This situation was indeed a bit strange.

However, other than the cold, I felt nothing unusual, and even the stench seemed to have become lighter.

Fan Ning didn't pay much attention to it. He became more vigilant and continued walking deeper into the crowd.

"Dream? So, why did the upper two floors and the underground cave disappear?"

"To be precise, those parts of the last dream exploration were 'useless'. Their only meaning of existence is to let us know some information, such as the origin classification of the Lord of Witness, such as the 'Gate of the Dome' Symbolic meaning"

Dreams give people transcendent revelations, and their forms are indefinite.

Could it be that my last experience in other levels was just an external manifestation of these hidden knowledges?

And now this is already known knowledge, maybe the same is true for the Special Patrol Department and his team, so the other layers have disappeared?

But in this case, how to explain the cracks and smoothness of the masonry?

"The Secret Cult of Immortality?" Norma Gunn's words caused Fan Ning to end his meditation.

In a slightly open room, similar to a connecting hall, she frowned and looked at the scene in front of her.

A candlestick hangs from the ceiling in the middle, and below it is a gray stone sink that exudes a pungent smell. Next to it are seven or eight rotten and brittle fabric futons, which look like fabric futons that were once used for worship.

This sink also developed cracks.

"It does look like the scene where the Eternal Life Esoteric Cult worships the 'Split Chrysalis'." He Meng walked around the water tank for a few steps and spoke in a low voice.

"The Esoteric Cult of Immortality? Isn't this the altar of the Harmony School?" Fan Ning thought about the key words revealed in their conversation, "...last time we all thought that this sink and futon were somewhere enshrining the 'Fountain in the Painting' In a secret place, why do they call it the 'Split Chrysalis'? What kind of witness is this?"

Judging from the secret history recorded in "The War of Persuasion", one of the volumes of the Okgang Codex, the Eternal Life Esoteric Cult was a esoteric sect that was wiped out in the 'Second War of Persuasion' in the first half of the 8th century of the New Calendar between 728 and 729. organization, and is solved incidentally.

This seems to be a secret war between the "school" and the "church" that took place at the end of the Steam Revolution. Although the recorded process is unheard of, judging from the changes in the forces of all parties, it can barely correspond to the historical results: the school side Victory, but the biggest beneficiary seems to be the Special Patrol Office. The influence of the Holy Sun Church has been weakened, the Lingyin Discipline Society has completely withdrawn from the Northern Continent, and the "Blood Origin Cult" and "The Secret Cult of Immortality" have been wiped out.

Later, Fan Ning further learned from the history of Qiyuan Shen's pollution that the "Blood Origin God Cult" was the predecessor of the "Happy Listening Society" and the "Eternal Life Esoteric Cult" was the predecessor of the "Reconciliation School".

However, in addition to the "Fountain in the Painting", why is there an additional "Split Chrysalis"?

The name of this Lord of Witness is not among the seven source gods. Could it be the world source god or the lost source god?

The two investigators went up and raised the watering can and "chichi" a few times, and the colorful and strange "turpentine" in the stone tank turned into gray-white.

He Meng held his cane, poked around the connecting hall, and said at the same time:

"Do you think this underground building contains the research remnants of Okegan, the last president of the Alchemist Association?"

"The possibility is not small. I have always suspected that the founding of the Immortal Esoteric Cult is related to the pollution of Okegang." Gang nodded, "The peak period of their activities was exactly after the so-called 'disappearance' of Okegang at the end of the seventh century. It was a transitional period when the Association declined and was expelled from the Bologna School, but the Conciliation School was not formally formed.”

"At that time, some alchemists claimed that 'the holy spring is dead' and that the 'split chrysalis' is his new self. They used living people as ritual vessels and expressed their expression by devouring 'the flesh and blood of chrysalis and eggs' in collective rituals. They believe that this can lead to "amorphous immortality". Of course, it is unknown what these lunatics actually eat... This esoteric group is too rampant, highly seductive, and destructive rapidly and hugely. It often happens that entire villages and towns are willing to offer ritual utensils, so they are quickly wiped out..."

He Meng laughed softly after hearing this: "Nowadays, people say that the Harmony School is crazy. In fact, the secret teachings of the Harmony School tend to be 'fundamentalists'. Those who look through the historical archives of the Eternal Life Esoteric Cult will know what the real madman."

"Go ahead." After that, he ordered. "If we can find some research documents or secret history details from the Oakgun era, it would be an unexpected gain."

Fan Ning had long known that the layout here was not complicated. The group then spent a short time walking all the vertical and horizontal paths and erasing the colors of the paint one by one.

Then there is a wall nearly twenty meters long on one side, with seven stone doors in the same eyeball style.

"Chi—" "Chi—"

The messy paint "ghost faces" on it were once again faded by the intrusive pure white mist.

"Sir, there is collapse inside. The collapse of this door is smaller." Several investigators quickly poked their heads behind each stone door to check.

So they also chose the exact same path as Fan Ning and the other three.

Above is a larger circular building with rooms inside and curved corridors outside.

Windows and paintings appear alternately on the walls. Through the turbid yellowed glass, the soil and rocks outside can be vaguely seen.

Fan Ning watched these people walk along, spraying all the paints they could see with "fading agent" containing the essence of "wild" phase, and the whole building became pale. He felt that he seemed to be gradually reminded of something.

But for a moment, he could not clearly grasp it.

In the small rooms connected to each other inside the circular building, He Meng carefully looked at the drawings and murals reflecting celestial bodies, constellations, herbs, minerals or rough human anatomy. Several investigators squatted to check the severely weathered bottles and jars or strangely shaped instruments.

Fan Ning watched coldly as this group of people checked things he had seen before.

"Sir, there are a lot of things, but no readable documents or books were found."

A female investigator stood up with tweezers, holding a few pieces of paper whose edges had been eaten away by black ash or completely eroded by mildew.

"This is undoubtedly the research site of the Harmony School. After all, the Changsheng Secret Sect is their predecessor." He Meng indicated that it was harmless, "Go on, finish processing the colors that need to be processed, and don't miss any blind spots."

After a long time, everyone came to a deeper area, and there seemed to be a spacious space in front.

As soon as they stepped into the door, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank. In order not to be suspected, Fan Ning followed with a horrified expression.

It was the room where the walls were splashed with paint everywhere.

Investigators scattered around to take samples for inspection.

…How did the two groups of people enter the dream in exactly the same way these two times? Fan Ning felt that the situation was inexplicably strange.

After going down the well, except for the hidden revelations of other layers, they all went through the gallery, saw the sink, chose the step with the least degree of collapse among the seven stone doors, and then explored the circular building above, and finally came to this paint room.

Is the plot in the dream destined or can it be chosen? This question cannot be answered, and those who know it cannot be answered either. Although the dream control method can "check dreams and know dreams", it is only a limited degree of self-knowledge or control of actions. Fanning recalled the previous experiences of raising and pushing windows to check in the underground building, the town of Vatnai, and even the Qiming Church. He felt that many decisions were not like what he could make in the waking world.

But this time when he entered the dream, he had the reference memory of the last time, and his self-control ability had not been lost. He could force himself to do something different to distinguish, change, and fight against something destined.

No, it seems not to work. He was held hostage by the Special Patrol Office this time.

It's too complicated. It seems to be destined, but no matter what, his plan has not been flawed so far.

As he was thinking, Fanning's eyes suddenly became blind in a few seconds.

The visual sealing spirit began to work.

When Qiong configured it, he said that it would take effect about an hour after taking it. In fact, he felt that more than two or three hours had passed. He didn't know what to take as the standard for this illogical dream process, but anyway, the timing was about right.

"A typical place for collective rituals of the Longevity Esoteric Sect." He Meng frowned as he looked at the dark, smooth, sunken boiler hemisphere in the middle and the scattered cushions around it.

"Sir, there seemed to be books on that work table, but they have been taken away."

In the darkness, Fanning heard Salman's voice, and his spiritual sense also detected that he was standing in the corner of the room, carrying the pile of weird iron wires that had bound and wrapped the "Okegon Manuscript".

"My face is His face, and His image is my image?" Norma Gon walked over and silently recited the small words on the table in her heart.

"A prayer shared by the Longevity Esoteric Sect and the Harmony School, but they interpret it differently in specific esoteric rituals." She thought for a while, "It may have been taken away by the Harmony School that explored later, but I don't know which era it happened."

"It happened last year." Fanning sneered in his heart.

But he felt more and more confused.

The stone door is in the style of the 3rd Sturungaria Dynasty;

The cement stone trough, hemispherical boiler and futon are the altars of the Longevity Esoteric Cult;

The gallery below and the circular building above are traces of the activities of the Harmony School;

Finally, this large room with splashes of paint now has both of the latter two.

When Fanning saw the buildings of different styles spliced ​​together, he thought it was built by the Harmony School to explore the ruins of the Great Palace School. Now it seems that there are four layers nested?

The Longevity Esoteric Cult explored the ruins of the Great Palace School in the 3rd History;

Later, the Harmony School explored the above two;

Now my team is exploring the above three;

The tangles of this secret history are really intricate, and the ancient existence is always eager to understand the more ancient existence.

"What is that?" Fanning, who has lost his eyesight, suddenly heard an incredible low shout again.

The sound of rapid footsteps rang out, as if something on the ground was picked up by an investigator.

"Vasius's pocket watch?" This time it was Salman's voice.

A group of people surrounded him, and Fanning was shocked, and turned his head suddenly without deliberately concealing it.

How could this thing appear here? It doesn't match at all?

"You killed Vasius before, right?" Gang's cold voice appeared behind him.

"I dare not take the blame for this." Fanning shook his head and chuckled, "To be honest, he disappeared, and I watched him commit suicide. I couldn't stop him, and he almost took me with him."

"Then explain it?" Salman held out the pocket watch he took, "Why did his belongings fall in your backyard?"

"You've forced me to come down here to accompany you to death. Can you please stop acting so frank and lenient? It's really stupid." Fan Ning said to the local person in charge who was once at the same level as him. He curled his lips and said, "Besides, think about it. How could I leave such obvious belongings on the ground after killing him? If this question is too difficult for you, think of a simpler one. I am Where did you encounter that mysterious incident? "

"I am a composer and a conductor. I took a group of students to Santa Ramburg to perform. I ate snacks and sang songs with everyone in the car. Just as I was about to enter the city, suddenly the train made two clangs, and then a song jumped out. Vasius said that everything was his own and wanted me to go on a mission with him. Do you want to explain it to me first? "

"Phew!——" A black light passed by in response.

Fan Ning only had time to get half shorter, but Norma Gunn's dagger had already cut over Fan Ning's head in an instant.

A small piece of pale white hair spread out.

"I'll give you a little lesson this time." Gon said calmly, "Don't say nonsense that you shouldn't say. Say as much as you know. First, tell the truth about the scene you experienced before Vasius' death."

Fan Ning seemed to have succumbed to the threat, and spoke slowly with a slightly lifeless tone: "...Actually, I'm also wondering why the last architectural pattern is exactly the same as this one. The only difference is that there are paints everywhere here, and last time it was It was empty and pale, and there were some weird dolls hanging there. I don’t know what the occult principles are, but Miss Nehemiah seemed to have played a key role under Vasius’s coercion. Finally, he opened a door, and first He coerced us to go in together, and then fought with him. Maybe he thought it was a waste of time, so he went in alone."

His compromising words after his energy was frustrated made everyone prick up their ears and analyze them carefully.

Empty? That member of the Bologna School who was newly approved last year? Opened a door?

There is no doubt that it is the "Gate of No Light" that is the same as the "Gate of Seven Lights".

He Meng compared the information he had and felt that Fan Ning's words should be very credible. He asked: "So, do you remember the approximate direction of the door he opened?"

"Where is the door? The location is a bit weird, and it's not very eye-catching." Fan Ning's vision was dark during the performance, but in order not to arouse suspicion, he still kept his eyes open while frowning and thinking.

In fact, when he just walked into this room, he also found that there was no door on the wall like last time. But now when he thought about it and pointed with his fingers to match the recalled location, his spiritual sense suddenly noticed that there was something like this on the sealed wall. There seems to be some gap——

"That's the direction!" He pointed to the opposite corner of the desk as if he suddenly recalled it.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a short stone door.