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Chapter 4 Doors

As soon as Fan Ning said this, the two little girls showed a hint of fear in their eyes.

He himself had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

If every installation art exhibition hall here is round, but this one is a slightly deflated oval, it may indeed have been artificially thickened later.

Is it possible that this trip really encounters the kind of urban legends or folklore that are often reported in third-rate media? For example, there is a corpse built into the wall or something like that?

Do you want to get it out of the way?

"Tell me, have the Special Patrol Office been here before?" Fan Ning fell into thought.

Now he gradually feels that compared to those secret organizations that live in the shadows and operate in hiding all day long, the one he is most taboo on is the Special Patrol Office. They are the first people he thinks of when considering any problem.

Thinking about the day after I traveled through time, I was under their surveillance when entering and exiting the art museum, and I was even followed...

"Since they have even taken away the fragments of the audio series, it is impossible that the too conspicuous pile of debris outside did not attract their attention." Sheeran analyzed slowly, "But I think that this strange stench did not attract their attention."

I have never smelled it. The isolation effect of the secret ritual at this stage is already so weak. Even a low-level "key" person like Qiong can detect it. If they discovered such a big abnormality, how could they not turn this place upside down?

Where is Chaotian?"

Fan Ning nodded slightly in approval: "You mean, in the past six months when the stench gradually became stronger, they have not come in. Or, the time of their last search may have been quite a while since the last time I came here.

It’s time”

Xilan nodded: "We have no way of knowing the specific time, but when they came here, there was either no smell here, or it was lighter than the last time you smelled it. It was only considered a 'strange smell' rather than a 'foul smell'. In such a situation

It is reasonable to say that it is a building that has been closed for a long time. In addition to taking away the fragments of the audio series, they must have searched the area around this pile of debris. They even searched it as a key area because it was too strange. However, at that time, the secret ritual was isolated.

Their effectiveness is still at its peak or just beginning to wane, and their inspiration has not gained anything.”

Fan Ning lowered his head and thought about it for a while: "Qiong, can you find some construction workers or plasterers to come over? It doesn't take too many people, just two people. The main thing is that it must be trustworthy and not make any noise after the explanation."

"Are you sure you want to open it and take a look?" Qiong asked Fan Ning for confirmation. "People's words are not a problem. I can find a few more loyal gardeners and craftsmen who have served the family for generations."

"Make sure to open it." Fan Ning said, "I don't believe that the Special Patrol Office will never visit here again. It's just a matter of time..."

There may be secrets related to interests, or there may be unknown dangers, but it is not an option to wait passively now... This is my father's art museum, and given that I once got the "Endless Fugue" transfer road sign,

Despite his experience, Fan Ning still prefers the former possibility.

Nearly two hours later, two plasterers with tools walked through layers of debris and arrived at the room.

Under Fan Ning's instruction, they smashed several glass windows, then dug out the plaster on the walls, and used tools to smash away the shallow cement.

After the cement, naturally came the yellow-red wall tiles. The worker gave Fan Ning a questioning look and received a signal to continue.

The wall tiles were removed, and then cement was added. At this time, Fan Ning discovered that some of the cement fragments knocked down had holes. There were also some fragments of gems in the residue on the ground, and there was also a very small amount of purple mixed with the dust in the air.

Heterogeneous colors with white.

During this period, the two little girls said that they briefly heard some kind of sharp and dense sound, but they still could not confirm whether it came from the front because they could not tell whether the sound came from the outside world or from inside their heads.

As the chisel went deeper, a piece of parchment fell out, but it was inevitably broken. When Fan Ning put it back together, he found that what was drawn on it was probably the outline of a lamp, but it was special.

What's interesting is that the artist filled its interior with ink from a quill pen, making it appear to be pure black without any details except for its outline.

"Qiong's feeling is quite accurate." Fan Ning covered her nose and whispered to the side, "There is indeed an altar arranged inside this wall, but do you know what witness talisman is on it?"

A...black lamp? But this is just the witness chosen by the person who arranged the secret ceremony, and it may not have anything to do with what is in the wall.

Sheeran and Qiong also covered their mouths and noses, shaking their heads blankly.

The current smell is so stifling that although covering your mouth and nose doesn't help at all, human hands always want to do something in this situation.

The two moved their steps slightly and stood behind Fan Ning. The current scene almost made the three of them mentally prepared for workers to dig out a rotting corpse from the wall. Although the two little girls were both knowledgeable,

But anticipating this type of scenario, I instinctively felt a little resistant and timid.

But when the plasterers dug in more than one meter deep, what everyone saw was not a corpse, but... a sealed black door.

It is not quite accurate to say that it is a door. It is only one meter wide and one and a half meters high, and the plasterers did not start from the root of the wall when cutting it, which means that it does not fall to the ground, but... hangs in the air on the wall.

It's more like a sealed window.

Fan Ning was really confused at this moment.

After knocking off the shallow layer of cement, there are wall tiles, and after the wall tiles are removed, there is cement again, and then there is the small door in this secret mezzanine. This naturally means that someone wanted to hide the secret behind the door. He sealed it with cement and laid a

To isolate the secret ritual, an additional wall was built outside, so the room changed from a circle to an ellipse.

If this is a secret passage, go in like this and walk six or seven meters deep...

Shouldn't it be another installation art exhibition hall opposite the next door?

Under Fan Ning's command, the workers worked hard to open the door, revealing a dark passage.

After detecting nothing unusual with his spiritual sense, Fan Ning first reached out and touched the wall of the passage. It was rough and dry, and there was no dirt on his fingers.

Unexpectedly, this passage was quite clean and tidy, which was different from Fan Ning's preconceptions due to the stench.

No light? Is there a similar door that is not open on the mezzanine of the exhibition hall next door?

"Let's go in and take a look." Fan Ning stabilized the lantern and climbed up with his hands.

The space inside is relatively spacious for people of normal stature. Although you can't stand, you can squat, lie down or turn around and there is a lot of room to move around.

"I'm with you."

After Fan Ning entered, he turned back and stretched out his hand, and then pulled up Qiong who was trying to climb over.

The two squatted and moved forward ten small steps, about two meters apart.

The stench here is neither stronger nor lighter than before, because it is already extremely nauseating and has exceeded the upper limit of the nose.

Qiong put the lantern out, ready to verify whether there was such an interconnected door in the installation art exhibition hall next door.

But what the light illuminates is not a door... it's a well.

"Please help me hang the lantern at the mouth of the well first. I'll go down for a while and take a look." After Fan Ning finished explaining, he turned around and stepped down the steel staircase on his side.

Qiong did as she was told, holding up the lantern, just as Fan Ning's head gradually disappeared into the darkness——

A cold shout from Sheeran came from outside the door: "Caron, Joan, what are you two doing in there!? Come out quickly!!"


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