Chapter 88 Mao Feiyang's "First Perspective"
It's like playing an adventure game. He can review the lighted maps from a new perspective, but there is no way to go to places that are black from beginning to end.
Without any time to think, he quickly followed everyone into the stairwell.
After entering the stairwell, he did not rush down, but first looked up at the top of the stairwell.
The entire stairwell looks like a Fibonacci sequence. When you look up, you can't locate your position at all. There is only a spiral that extends to a dark vortex above your head.
He looked down again and saw the same Fibonacci sequence, the same dark vortex.
If he didn't subconsciously think that his feet are "below" and the top of his head is "above", he would not be able to distinguish the concepts of up and down.
He looked at the location of the stairwell again, and then discovered that the door to the stairwell disappeared out of thin air.
He was sure that he did not move after standing still, but... he suddenly wasn't so sure.
He was a little confused, his head suddenly felt dizzy.
He gradually felt that the environment around him had undergone some unpredictable distortions, and the entire stairwell seemed to come alive.
He knew clearly that he was in a dream, but at this moment he still had an uncontrollable emotion called fear.
He rushed down quickly, gradually catching up with "Yesterday's Self" and his group, and then followed them out of the stairwell and passed through the door leading to the first floor of the teaching building. .
"Maozi, go knock on the door next, I'll come to the back in time."
Suddenly, the voice of "yesterday's self" rang in his ears.
He didn't react at first, but then he realized something immediately, and subconsciously looked down...
First he saw a very loose yellow knitted sweater, and then a pair of sneakers...
"I...have a body again?"
"Wait?! I am... Maozi now?" Lin Yi was startled for a moment, and then, with his mind buzzing, he walked stiffly to the door of the teacher's office.
At this position, he saw an office door.
This door is extremely illusory, a virtual image intertwined in the gap between light and shadow.
"He" didn't knock on the office door until yesterday when he felt something was wrong, and then asked: "Maozi, what's wrong?"
Lin Yi could clearly feel "himself" beginning to feel a sense of fear and panic at this moment, just like he had clearly felt Wei Shan's anger and mania before.
The fear twisted and entangled on his body like tentacles, as if it was dragging him into the boundless darkness.
The darkness twisted, twisting in the surrounding light like a millstone, swallowing everything like the maw of an abyss.
His breathing became more and more rapid, as if his soul was about to leave his body.
It wasn't until "yesterday's self" gently patted his shoulder that those fears suddenly disappeared.
"Maozi...are you okay?" The voice of "yesterday's self" rang in his ears.
This picture feels so weird, as if the position of myself at this time and myself at that time have been reversed.
The next "story" was just like yesterday. After a few words, "yesterday's self" grabbed his hand and tried to press it on the doorknob.
In Lin Yi's perspective, there was indeed an illusory doorknob, but just when "his" palm was about to touch the doorknob, the doorknob suddenly twisted and turned into a dark vortex...
In the whirlpool, there was the kind of intermittent cry of pain that caused mental breakdown.
It is like a broken sound fragment coming from a wind tunnel. Just hearing a few obscure syllables in it will make people feel breathless, as if they are facing an abyss of hell.
The sound wave came intermittently, and should have been completely inaudible, but it automatically arranged and combined in his ears, forming a hair-raising prayer in a sharp, low and boring chant:
"I AvgruNnen av tKe og mrke jaGer forTapte Sjeler fanTome"
"No, no, no, no..."
This terrible auditory hallucination was like a heavy hammer that was about to crush Lin Yi's spirit. "He" felt that "he" burst out with an astonishing force, and suddenly broke free from the hand of "yesterday's self".
"Old Lin, no, this shouldn't be like this!"
"He" shook his head wildly and gasped violently.
"This situation is actually written on the notice board!"
"I must have encountered that special situation!"
"The first rule of the notice board! If what I see is not "Teacher to do" "Office" but other rooms, I will go upstairs until I meet the teacher's office! "
Lin Yi's mouth was uncontrollably speaking what Mao Feiyang said yesterday, word for word, even the tone was exactly the same.
While he was speaking, the dark vortex was filled with a white mist that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. This mist seemed to be the same as the mist that filled the corridors of the teaching building, but when it fell into his eyes, he could clearly see the white particles in it.
"White particles...are the kind of white powder particles!!"
Lin Yi instantly thought of the white powder particles attached to his old thigh.
"This kind of white powder particles are a kind of pollutant!"
Seeing the white powder particles floating toward him, "he" looked around, found the entrance to the stairwell, rushed over, grabbed the door handle of the isolated fire door, and opened the door before the white powder particles caught up with him.
Just when he pushed the door in, something suddenly occurred to him, and then he looked at "yesterday's self" solemnly, and said, "Old Lin...remember to abide by the rules, I'm going!"
After saying that, he rushed into the isolated fire door and closed the door with his backhand.
哐!」
The isolation fire door slammed shut. Lin Yi, who returned to the stairwell, leaned against the fire door of the isolation room and took deep breaths one after another.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was panting violently, or whether the owner of this body, Mao Feiyang, was panting violently after being separated from him yesterday.
Soon he was sure that it was Mao Feiyang who was panting, and he was just integrating into the character of Mao Feiyang from one perspective... because he heard "himself" muttering to himself:
"The noticeboard said..."< br/>
【If the situation you encounter is not consistent with any of the above, and you feel that you are getting lost or have some physical symptoms, please do not go downstairs anymore, go up the stairs on the left immediately, and leave when you see the sculpture standing at the top of the stairs.
You will meet an art teacher and start an art journey. ]"
"I can't even see the door to the office. It seems that I can only go back along the stairs on the left."
He kept taking deep breaths to calm his panic and fear, and then took the first step up the stairs on the left.
It is worth mentioning that when they went downstairs before, they followed the method of going down the stairs on the right hand side. The stairs at that time showed a Fibonacci spiral that continued to go downwards clockwise.
Now, when he went up the stairs on the left hand side, he was clearly "returning along the original path", but...he couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of absurdity in his heart.
He walked step by step. He didn’t know how long he walked. He vaguely felt that he had finished the way he came, but he didn’t see any sculptures at all, let alone the stairs.
He then continued to climb up the stairs...
Time passed by minute by second, but it was really easy to lose yourself while aimlessly going upstairs in a stairwell filled with Fibonacci spirals.
Lin Yi didn't know how long Mao Feiyang had been gone, but when he noticed something was wrong, it was already too late.
He discovered that... the spiral staircase of Fibonacci sequence was finished at some point.
He finished the spiral staircase so smoothly that he didn't even react at all subconsciously.
He didn't even react. Mao Feiyang had already started to climb up the almost vertical staircase...
His heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but glance at the way down, only to find that the end of the stairs was pitch black, as if it extended into an endless abyss. Not to mention that without the introduction of the previous Fibonacci spiral staircase, even the bottom of this kind of staircase could not be seen at all.
"This...?"
"When did I come into this environment? Why...I have no impression at all?"
Lin Yi had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he began to observe the environment around the stairs through Mao Feiyang's eyes.
He soon discovered that the stairs he was on were surrounded by uneven stone walls. The stone walls were covered with pits and pits, as if they had been excavated and washed by wind erosion and running water.
This is a pure stone path, like the stepped stone path leading to the cellar built in ancient castles in Europe.
The passage built by this construction technique called stone masonry looked like it was carved out of solid mountains and stone walls. It was almost the same as what Lin Yi saw now.
Suddenly he realized something, woke up suddenly, and raised his head suddenly.
「It’s a lamp!」
The top of the stone path is still covered with the same incandescent lamp as the stairwell. It is this light source and the already dim environment that makes Lin Yi instinctively enter the stone path building from the spiral stairwell!
This kind of design completely transcends the general architectural design, and directly applies a series of boiled frog hunting techniques including psychological suggestion, hypnosis, etc., which can quietly lead the "prey" into the trap.
Especially for Mao Feiyang, who has experienced a sudden psychological attack before and is extremely insecure - this kind of light that represents safety is enough to dilute the impact of changes in the surrounding environment to a certain extent.
"Damn... what happened to Maozi after he was separated from us?"
Looking at this crisis-ridden environment, Lin Yi's heart gradually sank to the bottom.
But he soon discovered that the bottom was not the limit to which the heart could sink.
He suddenly discovered that moss appeared on the bumpy walls, and he didn’t know when.
This is a stone path!
How could moss grow in here?
But... nothing seems impossible.
He could only move forward more and more carefully - no, it was Mao Feiyang who was walking forward more and more carefully. He was just a first-person experiencer who could get the other person's feelings.
But he suddenly discovered that there were traces of running water on the steps under his feet.
Wet water flowed out of the small pits and flowed along the stone wall to the steps.
Lin Yi lowered his head and looked at his sneakers. The trickle of water continued to flow down the stone path and into the invisible abyss behind.
But he clearly remembered that there was no water stain at all on the way here!
"Is it a problem with the layers?"
"'I'... No, Maozi is shuttling through the layers? Is he constantly falling off the layers, or is this a change in line with the notice board of the teaching building?"
Lin Yi's heart was filled with an uneasy feeling. He knew about the problem of falling layers now, but what the hell did he know when he first entered the school yesterday?
He only knows shit, how can he know shit? !
As expected, even he had a premonition of something bad, and Mao Feiyang became even more uneasy and frightened.
"Not good!"
Lin Yi found that his vision began to change, but his thinking was extremely clear. He reacted instantly - there was something wrong with what Maozi saw, and this weird vision was also synchronized with him now!
"My mind is clear... I've already experienced these things, don't panic, don't be afraid, I'm just a spectator." He hinted to himself in his heart, then took a deep breath and started to walk forward against the current, following Mao's flying steps.
He just kept going up the stairs against the stone wall on his left, stepping on the stone steps with gurgling water. He walked and walked and walked. He didn’t know how many turns he had to take, and he didn’t know how long he had been walking. He just kept walking...
Finally, the sound of water in his ears was continuous, and it was like the spring breeze in March mixed with some late rain, beating on the window.
He was silent and suddenly noticed subtle changes in light and shadow. When he realized something was wrong, he suddenly discovered that the light in the stone path had been distorted.
The incandescent lamps in the stone passage were suddenly replaced by old kerosene lamps hanging in the passage one after another.
「This?!」
He suddenly looked back at the road behind him, and then he discovered that the lights in the entire stone path had been quietly replaced with old kerosene lamps.
The dim candlelight swayed without the wind, and the square, dark stone path suddenly became gloomy.
The gurgling water flows out from the uneven gaps in the stone wall, flowing through the dark green moss, through the dark green and glowing stone slabs, and along the uneven stone steps, flowing down and down, as if disappearing at the end of the world.
"This passage... is also twisted!"
Thanks to the book friends "Full Moon and Qinghui", "Good Book Friends Kong Ming Daxian", and "Qingyu Whispering Herring" for the rewards! !
(End of this chapter)