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Chapter 551 This is still a clockwork

Chapter 551 This is still a clockwork

He shook his head helplessly.

   "Haha..."

   "What's the matter?" Lin Yi asked.

  "I probably know something..." Mao Feiyang said thoughtfully.

 Lin Yi quickly asked: "What do you know?"

 ""Quartermaster"..."

 "Hey!" Lin Yi almost covered Mao's mouth , "What's the matter with you? You didn't let me say it just now, but now you say it yourself?"

   "It was just now, now we are in the bedroom, it is taboo here, "02" can't sense it, I am not afraid, what are you afraid of? Mao Feiyang continued, "Besides, I know where it is stored."

"Huh?" Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it right there... Well... Isn't it right here..."

Lin Yi was about to say that it was somewhere, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly couldn't say it, because he seemed to really not know the location of the "Quartermaster" clearly.

  He only knew that the "quartermaster" was in that cabin, but where "that cabin" was seemed like a mystery.

  "Where is the "quartermaster"? ” He finally gave in and asked Mao Zi.

 I saw Mao Feiyang moving slowly and came to the desk.

  On the desk, there is an exquisite music box.

  "Amon's Music Box".

 Mao Feiyang slowly reached out and grabbed "Amon's music box".

"Wait!! Maozi, wait a minute!!" Lin Yi became anxious when he saw this, "What do you want to do?"

 Lin Yi was so frightened by Mao's flying movements that he almost broke into a cold sweat: "That is "Amon's music box", don't mess around!" "

Mao Feiyang nodded and said seriously: "I guessed it...but, so what?"

 "The "Quartermaster" is in the picture behind the curtain, but that path requires a "music box" to open... "The notes will guide you in the direction." "

  "Then why don't you tell the night watchman about this?" Lin Yidao.

  Mao Feiyang shook his head helplessly: "It would be great if things were that simple... Okay, just watch me finish the operation first, and I will tell you the logic behind it."

 Seeing Mao Feiyang's words, Lin Yi had no choice but to trust him absolutely. After all... he was just a soul in a dream, and Mao Feiyang was the one who was actually experiencing the incident.

Mao Feiyang picked up "Amon's Music Box" from the desk...

Just this action made Lin Yi's heart lift into his throat.

 Hum, this is a taboo extraordinary creation - "Amon's Music Box". The pollution it carries is beyond reason, but Mao Feiyang grabbed it with his bare hands!

 This is too terrible!

 But the operation that made Lin Yi's eyes pop out was still coming.

Mao Feiyang picked up "Amon's Music Box" and played with it in his hands. Then he took out the black wooden box from his pocket - the deposit given by Night Watchman-02!

 Mao Feiyang opened the black wooden box, took out the bronze key, and twisted it on his fingertips.

 This bronze key has a strange and complex shape, with exquisite tooth patterns and unique outlines, but its shape seems to be constantly changing.

 There is a layer of hazy light floating on the surface of the bronze key.

 Humbling next, Mao Feiyang pulled out the spring that came with the music box, and then inserted the key into the hole of the knob.

                                                                            machinesella ding , bead bead bead …… click ! ”

When the key entered the hole, every tooth mark meshed with the teeth inside the music box. When it reached the bottom, there was a crisp "click!"

 "This...this...?!" Lin Yi was so shocked that he couldn't say a complete sentence, "How could this be? Is this the key to the music box?!" "

 "Isn't this the key to the bell tower?"

 Mao Feiyang lowered his eyes slightly: "Didn't I say... you can just think of it as a 'key', but it is actually a 'clockwork'."

 "The spring of the music box."

 Mao Feiyang said, holding "Amon's music box" with one hand, and winding up the music box slowly with the other hand.

He spoke slowly and explained: "The notes pointed to the location of the "Quartermaster"... but the key to let the music box play was taken away by us... So if I don't wind up the music box now, when "02" comes here, I will need to bring the key..."

 "But I can't return the key to him, so I have to wind it up in advance."

 "To be on the safe side, I will wait a little longer... In this way, it will be enough to support you until you come to report to him and let him find the "Quartermaster". "

  "As for whether "02" can take away the "Quartermaster" after finding it, it all depends on his ability. "

 Mao Feiyang finished winding the last winding, pulled out the key, pressed the original winding back, and then put "Amon's music box" back on the desk.

With the operation of "Amon's music box", the sound tube with the small protrusion rotates slowly, and the small reed is plucked, and the notes are transmitted one by one...

  "Ding dong, ding, ding..." "Dong dong..."

With the operation of "Amon's Music Box", the vast starry sky behind the curtains suddenly seemed to come to life, and it started to rotate...

Under the starry sky, the appearance of the Black Moon Outpost of the Art Building actually appeared. The Black Moon Outpost was located on a high cliff.

 Under the cliff, there are endless waves.

 Under the waves, it seems that... it is the rotten wooden ship that blocked the "Quartermaster"? !

“The Quartermaster...is it in the water below the Art Building? Lin Yi expressed doubts.

  Mao Feiyang said: "What you see is just what you see... The "layers" in the painting and the "layers" in the art building outside are basically two different worlds. ”

 Mao Feiyang said, he pulled out a small chair and sat down. Then he held his cheek with one hand and tapped the desk gently with the other hand, as if he was playing a certain rhythm to "Amon's music box"...

 "You actually know the music of the music box?" Lin Yi was shocked again.

  Mao Feiyang was speechless: "I just play the beat casually. Most music can keep up with the rhythm with a single beat, right?"

As he said that his bitch attitude finally came up, he opened his mouth and said: "Why are you so professional in playing with the paddle? Instead of playing cotton, why should you get mud lotus instead, or scrambled eggs and fried rice?"

Lin Yi When he heard it, he immediately shouted: "Damn it, be careful! You dare to arrange Mr. Mahu's song?! I bet I ask you to bring this music box when the court is in session!"

 Mao Feiyang said nothing and just kept beating the beat.


Finally, Mao Feiyang stopped beating the beat. He patted his butt, got up from the chair, and said: "It seems that the "Principal's Office" is indeed not here..."

"Then, the next step is to go to the "Star Observation Deck"..."

· Lin Yi asked: "Is it too late to go to the "Star Observation Deck" now? "

   "How is it possible to go now?" Mao Feiyang glanced at him, "It's not too early to return to the art building. We have to go back to the art classroom first, otherwise we will be missing for too long and it will easily arouse suspicion... Let Brother Xian catch him and there is no explanation. Qing. ”

 Lin Yixin said that your Xian brother probably needs Brother Xinchun to be resurrected with full health...

 "I don’t know what time it is outside now..." Lin Yi whispered.

"So it's time to go..." Mao Feiyang said, "Oh, by the way, I mean, it's almost time for you to leave..."

 "Huh?" Lin Yi was startled.

   "The time in dreams is not infinite..." Mao Feiyang said, "I will return to the art classroom step by step. There is not much to say."

   "Oh... ow, okay..." Lin Yidao.

  Maozi has already issued an order to expel guests, and it seems that he has no need to stay any longer.

 But for some reason, he always felt that Mao Zi's expulsion order was not a little bit... urgent.

 "Then I...I'm just going to leave like this?" Lin Yi asked.

“If we go back the same way, is it necessary to waste time and go through it again for the first time?” Mao Feiyang said helplessly.

  "What about you?" Lin Yi asked.

 Mao Feiyang said: "I'll leave right away."

 Lin Yi always felt that Mao Zi would make some small moves, but Mao Zi had already said this, so naturally he couldn't ask further.

   Anyway, it would be fine if he knew that Mao Zi had no accident.

  "By the way." Mao Feiyang asked suddenly, "I don't need to know your current "time". I just want to know, as of "your current time", is the "plan" going according to plan? "

 Lin Yizheng wanted to say, "Actually, the real plan hasn't started yet," but he thought that maybe the plan had been implemented since he entered the school, but he didn't know it, so he nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Tian is in control of the overall situation, so don't worry."

  "Okay, I get it..."

 Lin Yi suddenly felt that there was something in Mao Feiyang's words, but he couldn't say anything...

He just felt that Mr. Tian’s so-called “confession on the fifth night” was a bit too much. He confessed, but he didn’t seem to have fully confessed.

You want to say that Mr. Tian didn’t say anything, but Mr. Tian is the truth. He will answer whatever you ask.

 You have to say Master Tian, ​​but he still knows very little about some situations and still seems to be kept in the dark.

 Lin Yi finally understood that, in the final analysis, it is still a matter of "cognition"!

 One cannot ask questions beyond the scope of his cognition, and it is obvious that the questions he asks are the questions he wants to know, but he has no way of asking questions about things he does not know.

 Since he did not ask questions, Mr. Tian naturally did not need to answer.

  It’s simply a paradoxical cycle!

  Schrödinger’s confession!

  "Old Lin." Mao Feiyang suddenly spoke.

  "Huh?" Lin Yi responded.

  "Why are you still here?" Mao Feiyang suddenly felt like a bitch.
" Lin Yi cursed and exited the live broadcast room, but the bickering ended with a low sigh. "Be careful..."

  Sensing Lin Yi's departure, Mao Feiyang also said softly: "You should also pay attention to your safety..."

 As he said that, he held his cheek and slowly followed the rhythm of the notes of "Amon's Music Box", as if waiting.

 His realization moved slowly and landed on a picture frame on the desk.

  It is more appropriate to call it a pocket-sized picture than a photo frame. The painting is a cute pink cartoon with bright colors, and the style of the painting is very similar to the famous cartoon The Powerpuff Girls...

Mao Feiyang stared at the cartoon for a long time, shaking his head slightly, and then turned the photo frame towards the inside, forming an angle with his back to the bedroom.

  He stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I should go..."

At this moment, the exquisite bookshelf suddenly trembled slightly, and a few books were shaken out with a "clang", as if they wanted to be noticed by Mao Feiyang.

  Mao Feiyang hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bookshelf, and his eyes immediately fell on the few books that were shaken out.

  He was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, and slowly raised it to the books.

 Then he gently pushed the books back.

 At this moment, a vague light suddenly flashed in Mao Feiyang's eyes.

  He quickly took out the feather sculpture, pushed it to the door of the bedroom, and then pushed it out with his back against the door.

The bedroom suddenly became empty and deserted again, except for the "Amon's Music Box" on the desk. The clockwork slowly rotated following the rolling of the music box.


 A kind of black nursery rhyme sung with a cold, crisp silver bell-like voice:

 [Children, hide and seek~hide one or two~]

 [A small yard is a good place~brothers and sisters hide themselves~]

 [dig, dig, turn over...]

There seemed to be some dust floating on the floor in the bedroom, or some illusory lines. Those lines kept intertwining and converging, and finally an illusory figure was faintly outlined...

  A little girl with a dark gothic lolita style.

  She was shrouded in shadow, and her dress was dirty as if it had been stained by oil. A black, sticky symbiote-like liquid was still seeping out from under the hem of the skirt. But strangely, after the liquid seeped out, it did not contaminate the carpet under her feet. It was as if her existence was incompatible with the world around her.

  The little girl hummed a black nursery rhyme, walked slowly to the desk, and then slowly picked up the music box...