Chapter 662 Weird Mural
The veteran art students remained silent, and most of the fanatical believers looked at those named by Kuai Hongji in disbelief.
Though the expressions of the fanatical believer leaders who were pointed out by Kuai Hongji could not be seen clearly under their cloaks, judging from their slightly trembling looks, it was obvious that they were the most shocked.
What Kuai Hongji did was no different from describing their underwear first and then showing them off at the bottom. But the scariest thing was that his description was completely correct.
"You, you, you, you...how do you know so clearly?!" There was infinite fear in the voice of the leader of the fanatical believers.
Because the things you are proud of are just scraps thrown away by the "Master Craftsman" and Amon when they were tinkering with toys... Kuai Hongji muttered in his heart, but did not waste any more words with the fanatical believers.
What level are they, and do they deserve to hear his explanation?
So Kuai Hongji glanced at him lightly: "These things are not what you need to consider."
He carried an old kerosene lamp and walked towards the passage behind the fanatic believers.
All the fanatic believers who passed along the way separated their crowds to both sides and let him pass by respectfully.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when he was about to enter the passage, one of the leaders of the fanatics who was named by him suddenly stopped him.
Kuai Hongji kept walking and continued to move forward.
"I said - wait a minute! What did you do to the "Forest of Bones"? ! "
The figure of the leader of the fanatical believers suddenly turned into a misty shadow, crossing Kuai Hongji and falling in front of him.
Kuai Hongji has done operations to detonate the matrix before. Now that he sees this damn "arsonist" again, he would have been desperate to fight him. Only people in high positions like him can restrain themselves and use a calm mind to squeeze information out of Kuai Hongji's mouth.
However, Kuai Hongji turned a deaf ear.
The leader of the fanatical believers said in a low voice: "What you say is unfounded, why do you make us believe you?"
Kuai Hongji's face was filled with gloom and indifference, and his brows were slightly raised. Are you an idiot? Do you think I am here to be a lobbyist?
"Get out of the way." He said calmly.
Just give in... Poof! "
Before the leader of the fanatical believers could say anything, an indescribable force of majesty sent him flying out, and he was thrown heavily against the wall not far away.
He raised his steps and stepped into the passage.
The leader of the fanatical believers was unwilling to give in. He roared, turned into an afterimage and escaped into the darkness again, chasing after Kuai Hongji.
"If you don't say it three times..." Kuai Hongji looked sideways slightly. Under his hood, a pair of cold eyes were like the cold autumn moon.
With one glance, a flame burst out in the dark shadow, and the next moment, the whole body of the leader of the fanatical believers was on fire.
Before it could sneak out of the darkness, the flame went out, leaving only a pinch of soot...
Kuai Hongji withdrew his sight and disappeared into the passage under the gaze of countless horrified eyes.
…
There was a deathly silence in the hall.
Few people saw how this so-called "dormitory administrator" took action. Whether they were veteran art students or other fanatical believer leaders, they only barely sensed the actions of the fanatic leader who took action.
Then, the leader of the fanatic believers, who was as fast as a ghost, spontaneously ignited in a completely unreasonable way in their perception, and in the end, only a handful of ashes remained...
"With this level of power...could he be the legendary 'Supreme Judgment'?!" Rigorous Ming, a veteran art student, thought thoughtfully.
"Supreme Judgment!"
Rigorous Ming Yishi stirred up a thousand waves and directly aroused heated discussions.
Be it the leader of a fanatical believer or a veteran art student, they were originally in constant friction because of their different pursuits of the extraordinary path and huge differences. Now, after seeing Kuai Hongji's miraculous methods, they are naturally not in a hurry to fight for a while, so they can sit down and have a good argument.
As for the leader of the fanatical believers who only has ashes left? On the road to glorious evolution, there are always some pioneers who sacrifice their lives to seek the truth, and they deserve to be part of it...
The fanatic believers here are not ordinary fanatic believers, but leaders among fanatic believers.
You must know that the so-called management, whether among fanatics or anywhere, is a piss-poor. Whether it is indifferent or cruel, in their eyes, the so-called comrades are just some people who compete with them for resources. It is not good to die by trial and error.
It would be even better if you could recover some losses from your wrong path.
The discussion continued, and became more and more intense, until a voice emerged, breaking all conventional conjectures.
"Could it be... that he is a night watchman?"
The sound of discussion suddenly died out.
"The night watchman...?"
"It seems, maybe, it seems...it's not impossible!"
"The night watchman on the edge of the cliff...isn't he carrying something in his hand? An old kerosene lamp? ”
“Is it the will of his old man projected across the layers?”
"Idiot, no use does not mean nothing!"
Suddenly, different thoughts emerged in everyone's mind...
In the end, a voice appeared in their hearts with great tacit understanding.
Perhaps, it is true.
While everyone was thinking about these issues, a leader of the fanatic believers suddenly got excited and said, "No!"
He did not care to speak and rushed into the passage.
He was so absorbed in thinking just now that he almost forgot that there were several leaders of fanatical believers in the passage who were completely unaware of the situation outside!
If they collide with Kuai Hongji, the consequences will be disastrous!
It would be fine if it were other people, but there happened to be one of them who had a good relationship with him, and he didn't want to watch that friend turn into a pinch of ashes.
On the ground beside him, there were still a few puffs of soot.
These are the traces left after the leader of the fanatical believers was burned to death by him.
When Lin Yi entered here, several fanatical believer leaders followed Lin Yi closely. Although they did not see the whole process of Lin Yi entering, they saw the short-lived operation, and then decided to stay here to guard Lin Yi.
Now, the arrival of Kuai Hongji has directly ended them.
Of course, this was mainly because Kuai Hongji felt that he had talked nonsense for long enough in the hall, so he only gave the leader of the fanatical believers in the passage a chance to say "get out of the way".
Adhering to the principle of "don't say something three times", Kuai Hongji naturally did not give them the slightest chance.
Seeing this iron door, the light in Kuai Hongji's eyes became much softer.
He slowly lifted up the old kerosene lamp, causing the light to fall on the iron door, illuminating all the marks on the door.
He reached out and touched the door gently, as if touching the memories of the past.
"Is it really the only way to let creation carry the original will..."
He murmured, not knowing what he thought of, and then sighed faintly.
"If you are completely gone... how long will these creations have to wait before they can welcome their masters?"
h "...the kind of people who are truly qualified to control them without being contaminated by them?" The root cause "...will not give us enough time..."
He pushed gently, and the door that Lin Yi spent a lot of effort to crack slowly opened in front of him...
The iron door opened a crack, just enough for Kuai Hongji to pass through.
Kuai Hongji carried an old kerosene lamp through the iron gate. The dim yellow light slowly opened up the area, casting its light on the extremely limited area in front of him.
"I hope you are right..." Kuai Hongji murmured, and repeated it again, but it seemed to have a different flavor, "I hope you are all right..."
The iron gate slowly closed behind him, and Kuai Hongji also cast his gaze on the scene in front of him...
…...
Not long after the iron gate closed, the leader of the fanatical believers who rushed into the passage was belatedly arriving.
Looking at the ashes on the ground, it was silent. After letting out a long sigh, it turned around and left.
…
Behind the iron gate, Kuai Hongji’s eyes fell on the “line of sky” in front of him.
The skyline is of varying widths, with the widest point exceeding five meters and the narrowest point less than three meters. A stone staircase winds up, and its body is embedded in the wall, as if it were imaginary.
At the end of the stone staircase, a mist-like white light source hangs like a galaxy, and behind the door is the observatory.
Kuai Hongji is like an old mountaineer, stroking the "drafts" on the stone walls along the way while slowly climbing up the stairs.
When he stroked the stone wall, the texture of the stone wall glowed slightly at certain moments, as if responding to him...
"Right..."
"Wrong..."
"What's the harm?"
Kuai Hongji murmured.
"Right is the best, and wrong is not bad..."
"Aren't they all... the way they came?"
He climbed the steps step by step, and finally, the figure disappeared into the portal with white light mist.
The sky has returned to calm, leaving only the lines on the stone walls on both sides of the road, flowing with faint blue light, dissipating little by little like will-o'-the-wisps...
…
X May 12, 2:08, Observation Deck, somewhere in a dark place.
A dim candlelight suddenly lit up like a firefly, and then the light became brighter and brighter, finally opening up a medium-sized field. In the field, Kuai Hongji's figure carrying an old kerosene lamp slowly walked out.
Kuai Hongji faintly swept across the Observatory, and finally, his sight fell on the ancient, rusty armillary sphere.
He approached the armillary sphere, light flowing in his deep eye sockets, and he seemed to be thinking of many things.
But suddenly he seemed to notice something, and instead of approaching the armillary sphere, he walked towards the mural on the side.
The circular stone wall of the observatory is covered with murals of different styles from different periods, but among these murals, one immediately attracted Kuai Hongji's attention.
It was a mural that was not very large in length, and it was not even that special among the many abstract paintings, but Kuai Hongji still walked over slowly.
The content of this mural is basically the outline of a human face, with a palm making some kind of sealing gesture blocking half of the face, which looks unremarkable.
As Kuai Hongji approached, more details on the mural began to be enlarged.
The outline of the human figure is not smooth, and is full of pits and jagged edges, as if it had been eaten by insects. But if you look more closely, you will find that the border that seems to have been eaten by insects is actually more like being built with countless human corpses the size of grains of rice.
The palm that covers half of the face is even more illusory when viewed up close, as if it does not exist at all.
Kuai Hongji walked to the mural, slowly raised the old kerosene lamp, and lifted it to the edge of the mural.
Soft orange-yellow light poured down like water waves, but the mural did not change much.
Kuai Hongji was not anxious at all, and just faced the mural like this.
Time passed quietly, and behind the light, strands of black-gray mist slowly penetrated from Kuai Hongji's body into the bluestone ground, and then slowly infiltrated upwards like a viscous liquid, rising into the stone wall little by little.
Kuai Hongji's action of lifting the old kerosene lamp just cast part of his shadow onto the contact point between him and the stone wall, and the thick black-gray mist just penetrated into the mural under the cover of the shadow.
The murals remain unchanged.
Kuai Hongji is still not in a hurry.
There was another stalemate, and the time came to 2:23.
The mural finally couldn't bear it any longer and slowly began to squirm like moving flesh and blood.
As it squirmed, the outline of the human face on the original mural also became distorted, as if countless scarabs had crawled under the skin.
Then, a naked eye with many bloodshot eyes popped out and quickly retracted into the mural.
Then, as if to test, it tore a gap from the mural and peeked at Kuai Hongji furtively.
Seeing that Kuai Hongji's attention was no longer on it, it endured it again...
Finally, after Kuai Hongji finished observing the mural, he slowly turned around with an old kerosene lamp in hand, as if he didn't notice anything unusual about the mural at all.
But the moment he turned around, the mural seemed to be unable to maintain its image as a "mural", producing a large number of undulating lines on the surface. Soon, it seemed like small bubbles were emitting, and one after another the naked eyes opened one after another with the sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff...".
The densely packed naked eyes are covered with writhing and twisted murals, as if a lotus pod made of rubber was pinched by someone, and all the lotus seeds burst out, and the eyes were exposed.
They stared at Kuai Hongji for a long time...
Suddenly, Kuai Hongji turned around.
All the big eyes shrank back in an instant, and the mural returned to its original shape, as if playing with a one-two-three wooden man.
(End of this chapter)