Chapter 205 Angel Sculpture
Mu Daxian glanced at him: "At midnight, the lights in the dormitory building will be turned off. At that time, there will be a wave of waves. As art students, we can sense it."
This school is quite good at saving electricity. "I mean... wouldn't a half-hearted art student like me not feel it?" He smiled kindly, making Mao Feiyang feel a chill on his back, "Besides, what are you afraid of when I'm here?"
"Oh oh oh! That's right!" Mao Feiyang nodded.
"Speaking of the dormitory, Lao Lin and the others should be asleep now..."
He pouted, his mouth full of envy for not living up to expectations.
Lin Yi was "on the edge". Hearing his muttering, he said to himself, don't be envious. Although my body is sleeping, my mind is accompanying you in parkour the whole time!
If it weren’t for the fact that dreams have a built-in filter that has little effect on physical and mental fatigue after waking up, he would most likely have died from exhaustion in his dream yesterday...
Time continued to pass, Mao Feiyang dragged his "tireless" body and kept following Mu Daxian in the teaching building. His arms had lost all feeling, and his body was so cold that it seemed like it did not belong to him.
He was so numb that he ran after Mu Daxian. Suddenly at a certain moment, he felt that the whole world dimmed, and then, a ripple passed through the air, blowing over his body like an unusual breeze.
He suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Daxian, only to see Mu Daxian glance far away in a certain direction: "It's past midnight!"
Lin Yi was not happy. On the contrary, his brows were twisted into knots - although there were many difficulties along the way, it was only "difficult" for Mao Zi, and he still had his student commemorative coin with him.
In other words, if nothing goes wrong, Mao Zi will have an accident...
"Go back to the first floor of Building A!" Mu Daxian shouted. After he left Class 2, Group B, he moved in the direction of Building C of the teaching building. Mu Daxian, who was on the corridor bridge on the third floor of Building B, decisively chose the opposite direction after confirming his movement.
Along the way, neither of them said a word of nonsense and headed straight for the first floor of Building A. Especially the process of going down the stairs was so smooth that Lin Yi almost suspected that there was something wrong with this dream.
But he immediately realized that it was not "not quite right", but "not quite right".
The space in front of the stairwell was eerily silent, and even the twisted purebred nocturnal species like wall powder didn't make any moths.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Seeing that he was about to pass the second floor of Building A and go to the first floor of Building A, Mu Daxian's expression became extremely solemn.
"Will there be a problem at this time?" Mao Feiyang felt that something was not right in the atmosphere, so he asked cautiously, "How about... we take the elevator here?"
"No!" Mu Daxian suddenly interrupted decisively, "You must go to the first floor, no matter which building it is, but it must be the first floor! It must be the first floor!"
Mao Feiyang was startled by Mu Daxian's serious tone, and subconsciously held his breath and did not dare to speak loudly.
After Mu Daxian finished speaking, he put his hand into his pocket.
Mao Feiyang was a little surprised by Mu Daxian's behavior. From the time he left the teaching building to now, Mu Daxian had only put his hand into the bag, never into his pocket.
Could it be that... a conjecture suddenly appeared in Mao Feiyang's mind.
"Stop covering the wound. Put your hand in your pocket and hold the student coin. If something unexpected happens, follow my instructions and actions. If I ask you to throw away the student coin, you will throw it away immediately. Do you understand?"
They quickly went down to the second floor of Building A...
At this moment, Mu Daxian stopped suddenly, and Mao Feiyang behind him almost fell unsteadily. Fortunately, Mu Daxian's quick eyesight and hands quickly stabilized him, and reached out to cover his mouth, preventing him from making any sound.
Mao Feiyang followed Mu Daxian's gaze and his pupils trembled violently. He felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet towards Tianling Gai.
Outside the teaching building at midnight, thunder rumbled, lightning pierced the night sky, and between the flashes of light and shadow, every inch of the corridor was illuminated as if it were daytime. The rain was pouring down, flowing along the glass of the stairwell window, forming twisted water curtains, blurring the outside scene.
While there was lightning and thunder, their faces were reflected in the window glass of the stairwell, but what made people feel creepy was that in the reflection of the window glass, it was clearly visible that there was a human sculpture standing at the exit behind them.
No, that is not a human sculpture, but an...angel sculpture.
In this stormy symphony, at the exit of the stairwell to the second floor of Building B, a blue-gray angel sculpture suddenly appeared. Placed in this solemn environment, it is both harmonious and extremely abrupt.
It turned its back to the exit of the stairwell and leaned forward, with its hands covering its face or its head.
It stands quietly in the corner of the corridor, like an isolated island in the storm, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
His back was pale and mysterious in the afterglow of lightning, and its body seemed to have an unknown faint glow floating in the darkness. Its appearance was easily reminiscent of the group of mysterious creatures that guarded the church in ancient legends, but it seemed extremely strange at this moment.
The wings of the angel sculpture were folded behind its back, and each feather was wetted by the rain and hung heavily. It seemed that it had lost its former lightness, as if it had just come from a storm.
From Mao Feiyang’s perspective, Lin Yi noticed through the window glass that the hand of the angel sculpture seemed to be holding an hourglass. From the reflection in the glass, it was impossible to tell whether the hourglass was real or a sculpture.
The sand in the hourglass does not seem to be flowing, but seems to have been eroded by some force and solidified at the other end of the glass, forming a static state.
The lights in the corridor swayed in the wind and rain, casting the shaky shadow of the angel sculpture. With every vibration of thunder, the shadow seemed to tremble, as if it would break away from the sculpture itself at any time and become a living existence independently.
Its existence like this seems to be some kind of ominous omen, making people feel boundless chill and fear in this weird environment.
"I tasted shit (fuck angel)..."
Mao Feiyang's mouth was covered, and the sound could only circulate in his mouth, but could not be transmitted through the palm of his hand.
"You... saw it?!" Mu Daxian's subtle inquiry sounded in Mao Feiyang's ears.
Mu Daxian carefully let go of his hand.
"I saw..." Mao Feiyang pointed at the window and whispered.
"In the wall?" Mu Daxian was stunned.
Mao Feiyang was confused: "No, it's the window reflecting light!"
"Damn!" Mu Daxian spat secretly, reaching out and touching Mao Feiyang's forehead, "Where the hell is there a window?!"
"Ah?!" Mao Feiyang's pupils trembled, and when he looked again, the stairwell was a closed environment. Where the hell is there a window? !
"Let's go! Don't worry about anything! Go downstairs!" Mu Daxian shouted in a deep voice.
"You, me...?!" Mao Feiyang hesitated, "Uh... Okay!"
He hurried to follow, but he was feeling confused in his heart.
No windows!
Why the hell is there no window?
"Didn't you stop when you saw the angel printed in the window?" Mao Feiyang couldn't help but said, the coldness on his spine became more and more intense, and he felt bad all over.
"I saw a hammer!" Mu Daxian said.
"Didn't you see how you held me back?"
flow The basic operation for art students is to use "perception" as naturally as breathing, so that they can predict some emergencies in advance. "
"So now we encounter an emergency, what should we do?" Mao Feiyang asked nervously as he went downstairs.
Mu Daxian waved his hand: "I didn't say everything... Only after predicting the unexpected situation in advance can we try to avoid it. In a situation like yours just now, it is a situation that cannot be avoided."
Mao Feiyang was shocked. : "Let me know, what would have happened if we didn't go around it?"
"Rumble..."
Before he finished speaking, thunder rolled in the sky, and a white light tore through the night sky. Mao Feiyang felt a chill behind his back, as if something was following him!
At this moment, as if by some strange coincidence, the window once again appeared in front of his eyes. The violent wind and rain outside the window were like waves crashing on the table, and the dense water lines were twisted like water being poured on the window.
In the reflection of the glass, the angel sculpture was still following him, with its back to him, leaning forward, its hands not knowing whether it was covering its face or holding its head and grabbing its hair.
"Fuck..." Mu Daxian also felt a chill on his neck, "Is the angel sculpture following? I seem to be able to feel it!"
"Don't lie to me, am I really the only one who can see it?" Mao Feiyang was so anxious that he felt that the restless flames in his body could offset the coldness on his body.
"Not everyone can see the angel sculpture... It is different from the "angel", and it is different from the "him". It is just a pure pursuit of "light"..."
"Brother, I can't read the words, what the hell is the tatata you are talking about?" Mao Feiyang was about to cry, but fortunately, they finally went down the stairs to the first floor of Building A of the teaching building, and then ran towards the elevator without stopping.
"Don't worry about so much, I will give you a good class when we get back to the art building!"
"Will we not be able to go back..." Mao Feiyang felt that the little pearls were about to fall out of his eyes.
"You still have the nerve to accuse me of setting a flag, I think you are almost turning yourself into a hedgehog now!" Mu Daxian couldn't help but said angrily, he really wanted to take off his Tianling Cap and play with it like a Frisbee.
“Then, then keep talking!” Mao Feiyang said.
"The angel sculptures came after Him. Wherever He appears, there must be angel sculptures, but wherever there are angel sculptures, there may not be Him..."
The two quickly arrived in front of the elevator. Mu Daxian pressed the button of the elevator and waited for the arrival of the elevator.
"I'm not sure yet what kind of thing you encountered, but it doesn't matter anymore. We can go back soon. You and I will talk to you slowly when we get back."
"Ding!"
As soon as the elevator door opened, Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang rushed in eagerly.
However, at this moment, Lin Yi felt very strange. His intuition told him that something was very wrong with the elevator this time!
"The student commemorative coins will be lost soon..." Lin Yi held his breath attentively. He was now like a person who had been exposed in the viewing area of a horror movie, anxiously and nervously waiting for the scheduled horror plot to happen.
This feeling is very subtle, just like you know something but not much, so precisely because of this, you will be worried all the time whether it is the next action that caused that result.
So that even the smallest move will be over-interpreted by you.
The elevator door was about to close, and the stones in the hearts of Mu Daxian and Mao Feiyang also began to fall, but at this moment——
"Boom——"
A low thunder sound rolled from deep in the sky of the teaching building, and the Jingzhe tore through the night sky. At this moment, the entire teaching building turned into a pale world.
Such white light even overshadowed the lights in the corridors and elevators of the teaching building.
Suddenly, Lin Yi felt as if a dense power grid was covering his body. An unprecedented sense of crisis and overwhelming terror almost swallowed him up.
The two layers seemed to overlap at the moment of thunder. The Jingzhe was like the white light when the first-generation cameras in the old society pressed the shutter, rubbing the shadow of the other layer into this space...
At the moment when these two kinds of light alternated, Mao Feiyang suddenly saw an angel sculpture standing in each of the four corners of the elevator. They were all bowing and hiding their faces, facing the wall and turning their backs to others like shy women who had no face to see others.
But at a certain angle, Lin Yi could vaguely see part of its face through the fingers of one of the angel sculptures...
Its stone eyes did not have any pupil texture carved on them, but they exuded a deep and hollow feeling that was not at all made of stone, as if it were an abyss of despair that could swallow up all light.
its expression is twisted, ferocious and eerie, its evil smile extends to the base of its ears like a clown with its lips torn off, and the sharp teeth in its mouth are like shark teeth...
Lin Yi felt an emotion from its expression - excitement!
The kind of crazy excitement!
They... are just playing tricks!
Like one-two-three wooden figures, they covered their faces with expectant smiles, hanging behind their flying fur like a cat catching a mouse, as if to say:
【Hey... I see you! 】
【Run! 】
【Run quickly! Run! 】
【——You have nowhere to escape! 】
Thanks to book friends "usjdnshhs", "Lin skylark", and "Lengfenglianyuyounnuan" for their rewards! !
(End of this chapter)