Chapter 626: The boy who slays the dragon eventually becomes a dragon, right?
Mao Feiyang is one of them.
At this moment, Mao Feiyang was looking at the dome above the relief, and above the dome, there was a piece of glass that he had not noticed before. The glass was covered with religious patterns, with dim light and shadow floating in the dark night...
Wisps of light fell from the dome, like the cold moonlight on Swan Lake.
Mao Feiyang is like a black swan, with pieces of snowflake-like light falling on his body.
Those snowflakes are like pieces of ashes.
Mao Feiyang is constantly absorbing ashes at this moment.
Just when Lin Yi's will entered the art classroom, he seemed to sense it in real time. His body trembled slightly, then he quickly straightened up and looked in the direction of Lin Yi.
"Old Lin?" Mao Feiyang muttered softly.
Lin Yi was startled, but he immediately responded: "It's me... Mao Zi, we are here."
Mao Feiyang did not feel surprised, but showed a relieved smile: "We are finally here, let's start taking action."
Tian Bufan said: "Old Lin, get on Mao Zi's body. Next, we are three in one."
"Okay!" Lin Yi responded and fell on Mao Feiyang's body, just like one of the snowflakes falling from the dome, melting into Mao Feiyang's body.
Mao Feiyang's body shook slightly, and a vague light flashed in his eyes. He looked at his hands, as if looking at a brand-new body: "It's such a long-lost completeness... a long-lost sense of reunion... It would be great if Weisang and Kuai Kuai could also come." I will pick you up with the student ID card of "Bai Fangshuo". "Tian Bufan said, "From that moment on until you leave, you will be "Bai Fangshuo"."
Mao Feiyang said: "I know... let's go now, I have everything ready."
"Well, let's leave immediately." Tian Bufan said.
With Tian Bufan's instruction, Mao Feiyang quickly stood up from his seat and went to follow those who were queuing up to get drawing boards and brushes.
"Xiao Mao, why are you here to get the drawing board?" Yan Jingming had already left the art classroom with his own tasks tomorrow morning. The person who asked this question was another art student who was somewhat familiar with Yan Jingming.
"Well, I also want to do my part." Mao Feiyang said.
The art student hesitated for a moment, and then thought that although Mao Feiyang was a new student, the amount of green powder particles he sensed and the amount of extraordinary substances he absorbed at the "Feast" were far from the ordinary junior art student standards. Then he thought of Mu Daxian After taking good care of him, he no longer asked anything, but nodded and said: "Okay, no matter where you go, remember to pay more attention to your own safety."
Hearing this, Lin Yi felt warm in his heart. These art students actually cared so much about their juniors.
It's a pity that they went to the observatory.
Mao Feiyang nodded: "Okay, senior, I understand."
Not long after, when it was Mao Feiyang's turn, he picked a big sword over the drawing board, folded it a few times, and then folded it into a turtle shell-like drawing board and carried it on his back.
Lin Yi whispered: "Actually, I feel that the art student in front is holding a pretty good sword."
Mao Feiyang curled his lips: "The drawing board is just a certificate for leaving. It would be too suspicious to leave without a drawing board behind your back. Do you still expect us to use the drawing board to fight the upcoming crisis at the observatory?"
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded immediately: "That's right..."
"Let's go." Mao Feiyang grabbed some more brushes and a palette, and left the classroom fully armed.
The wind was blowing in the corridor of the art building, and the damp breath had begun to permeate every inch of the space.
Lin Yi glanced at the time, it was already 22:00.
Mao Feiyang followed the flow of art students through the corridors leisurely. After walking for five or six minutes, he came to the spiral steps in the lobby of the art building. In front of the wooden guide board there, the direction of the star observatory was clearly marked.
Of course, in that direction, there is an "X" marked with red paint.
Lao Sheng was also walking that way, and Mao Feiyang naturally followed him without hesitation.
After passing another corner, an eerie atmosphere that was ten times colder and a hundred times colder than the ordinary art building corridor suddenly filled the corridor.
If the previous art corridor had a strong European Renaissance feel, then when Mao Feiyang walked into this cloister, the atmosphere that filled the surroundings was all that of a dilapidated monastery.
The stone pillars in the cloister gradually appeared with some secret symbols similar to those on the inner wall of the bell tower, but some of them were full of blasphemy.
In the niches between the stone pillars, there are also broken sculptures. Lin Yi has never seen so many broken sculptures. Some of these broken sculptures look like nuns, and some are half-human and half-animal, such as the winged lions of ancient Babylon and the sphinxes of ancient Egypt. Face statues, gods with animal heads and human bodies, ancient Greek centaurs, ancient Chinese statues of Nuwa and Fuxi, etc...
Lin Yi had never seen so many broken sculptures with rich elements, and he could clearly sense the strong obsession present in these sculptures.
This is a dilapidated obsessive sculpture cloister!
A large number of sculptures are sleeping here in painful postures. It is not known under what circumstances they will wake up. They exude a strong atmosphere of protection and violence.
"These sculptures...are too rich in elements, aren't they?" Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh.
Tian Bufan said: "According to the records of the code, Black Moon Outpost is a glory that existed before the birth of human civilization. It is not an exaggeration to see anything here with the cultural atmosphere from all over the world."
Lin Yi also remembered that Tian Bufan had indeed told him this. The "first apostles" went to sea one after another, some came back, and some went to other places, and then various civilizations were derived.
Indeed, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is the origin of civilization.
"Are these sculptures here also to prevent the invasion of gray fog?" Lin Yi asked.
Tian Bufan said: "That's right, I don't know very well."
“Are you really unclear, or are you just saying ‘you don’t want to say anything before the time comes’?” Lin Yidao said.
Tian Bufan smiled: "Then I said, they are here to prevent people like us from returning in unknown and strange forms after getting lost in the observatory. Do you believe it or not?"
But...
"You said that, but I feel it is very credible..." Lin Yi pursed his lips, "The boy who slayed the dragon eventually became a dragon, right?"
"In the Mobius strip time paradox, we ended up becoming what we were trying to fight against?"
"That's not right...Wait a minute...I seem to have been involved by you."
"Aren't we here to get the principal's notebook? Just take it and leave... isn't it...?"
"Is it related to the so-called "side mission"?" "
"Are we fucking dragon slayers?"
Many thoughts suddenly burst out in Lin Yi's mind, and they all came out through his mouth: "Master Tian, what are you talking about? Why don't you answer me?"
Tian An extraordinary voice came over leisurely: "I'm just speechless. How could you come up with so many things?"
"We are here to get the principal's notebook, that's right."
"Secondly, after taking the notebook, we will wait until the time for other matters to see the situation."
"We're not going to slay the dragon?" Lin Yi still refused to give up. He didn't know if it was Tian Bufan's half-joking words that opened up his Rendu lineage, making him feel that at this moment, becoming a young boy who slays the dragon seemed to be a more reasonable change...
Otherwise, how could he say "I will defend the Night Man alone"?
"Slay your sister?" As soon as Mao Feiyang opened his mouth, the aura of bitch began to fill the air, "The boy who slays the dragon will eventually become an evil dragon, so is it possible for us to become evil dragons together? There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, won't so many evil dragons fight together?"
Lin Yi seemed to be infected by the dog's aura, and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Uh... what if it's Tiamahe's kind?"
"Old Lin, what the hell..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help it, "How come you are better than me? What have you experienced these days?"
"Uh..." Faced with Mao Zi's doubts, Lin Yi suddenly felt guilty. Of course, he didn't dare to say that when you play the hell difficulty level in the art building, he can at least communicate with the boss and Li Huiyuan.
But when it came to the boss and Li Huiyuan, he thought of what happened last night.
So he changed the topic and quickly asked: "Maozi, did something happen last night?"
Mao Feiyang was slightly startled: "You mean?"
"For example, let's take the future me for example. Come to you through the boundary of the dream, and then call Li Huiyuan through you or something like that? "
Mao Feiyang was stunned for a moment: "Wait, who is Li Huiyuan?"
"Huh?" Lin Yi was shocked, "Don't you know Li Huiyuan?"
"Should I know?"
"You're not sleeping?"
"I'm in the art building, how the hell can I sleep? Lao Lin, are you mistaken? I'm very busy too!"
"Well, I was negligent. I'm sorry..." Lin Yi quickly admitted his mistake.
"Okay, I'm teasing you..." Mao Feiyang said, "Although I can't sleep, I can still observe some situations through my vision... just like you did before."
Lin Yi looked astonished.
Mao Feiyang added: "However, I don't have that much free time to waste my vision on looking at your daily life... I only saw some more critical information."
"I see..." Lin Yi nodded slightly. It seemed that Li Huiyuan's part was nothing to their plan.
He then asked: "So, what happened last night?"
Mao Feiyang refused: "I can't say."
Lin Yi's heart moved slightly, but Mao Feiyang continued: "Last night, you did come through the dream boundary, but... it wasn't He said something related to Li Huiyuan."
Lin Yi asked: "Did something bad happen?"
Mao Feiyang shook his head again: "I can't say."
"I can only say that what you told me has nothing to do with our mission, so you don't need to ask any more questions."
"If the future changes, you won't know these things, and I will forget them. If the future does not change, you will naturally know what to do when you get there."
"If I really tell you, those things that have not happened yet will most likely be guided step by step, forming a new paradox cycle."
"Then how do you... "shield" them?" Lin Yi couldn't help but ask.
Mao Feiyang said: "I treated it as a very brief dream, and used the dream to overwrite that part of the cognition."
Putting things that have already happened but must be shielded from cognition into the ranks of "dreams"... Is this kind of self-deception also part of oneirology? Lin Yi's heart moved slightly and he couldn't help but pursed his lips: "Okay then..."
“Cheer up, Old Lin.” Tian Bufan spoke now, “We should be out of the corridor soon... We should still be some distance away from the observatory.”
Mao Feiyang said: "Yes, we still need to walk through the gathering place of the leaders of the zealots."
"The gathering place of the leaders of the zealots?" Lin Yi couldn't help but think of the dummies wearing tattered dark green cloaks in the matrix of the desolate land.
Even the female teachers of weird arts have to respect them. It is obvious that those are the leaders of fanatics.
"Those fanatical believer leaders are actually staying in the art building?" He looked surprised.
"What else?" Mao Feiyang asked back, "They are essentially transformed by art students and art teachers. They are not pseudo-human beings or nocturnal species. Of course they exist in the art building." Lin Yi was startled. Yes, he almost forgot that fanatics and pseudo-humans are not essentially the same. They are not "dead" units at all, but people who sink in a living posture, or... extraordinary units.
Mao Feiyang said: "Their cognition was destroyed by pollution, but the night watchmen and teachers still believed that they could reverse their cognition, so they used some kind of pollution force field to attract them to certain deep areas in the art building, such as the area near the observatory."
"Under the "Temple", everyone is an ant. "
"No matter how powerful the fanatic leader is, he cannot withstand a wave of baptism from the night watchman in charge of the "Temple". "
"And the Night Watchmen seem to want to use them to do some other things. I don't know the specifics, but it may have something to do with things in the depths of the sea." The ones they are pursuing are somewhat similar... so they deliberately kept them to continue their research."
Lin Yidao: "Just because the Night Watch has the ability to crush them at any time, they deliberately... raise a group of extremely dangerous units? The risk is too great!"