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Hearing Qiong's words, Fan Ning's scalp suddenly became numb and the hairs all over his body stood up.

"It looks like a door."

Fan Ning's stiff body softened again.

"Can you please stop splitting one sentence into two sentences?" He glared at the squatting girl above him angrily.

"I didn't dismantle it on purpose..." Qiong explained softly, "I wanted to remind you out loud as soon as possible... Then, it did take a few seconds to slowly confirm what it was."

Fanning and Sheeran held on to the escalator and turned around.

In the dimness, you can see that the masonry near the side opposite the escalator is concave inward in a transitional manner, and then protrudes in a circle, forming a ring similar to a threshold. Further in, there is indeed a double door.

Fan Ning wondered: "Isn't it just a door at first glance? Are you sure it will take a few seconds?"

Sheeran took the "Alert Record" out of his clothes and took a look at it. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he put it back: "...Yes, you can't tell what it is if you take a look at an ordinary object. It's not like I asked you to do a harmony question... Joan, you'll scare him off."

"But that's the fact." Joan continued to explain softly, "When the fire started to light up, I just felt that it was different from the same well wall before, so out of caution I opened my mouth to remind Caron... Later I saw clearly that it was a man. It was dented, and later it was discovered that it looked like a hole, and finally it was confirmed that it was a door..."

"Maybe the candlelight is too dim?" she finally guessed.

After listening to Qiong's detailed description, Fan Ning still felt strange. Even if the candle was dim, the flame would light up instantly. There was no process of change in visibility. Either it could be recognized or it could not be recognized...

Unless something else changes...

It is also possible for a knowledgeable person to have too much inspiration occasionally, just like Fan Ning felt that there were eyes on the railway tracks that day in Gogol Town.

He did not dare to think about such things in detail. The more he thought about it, the more inspired he became. He turned on the flashlight. Under the stronger light, the three of them found that the material and style of the door did not seem to match the deep well.

The masonry of Shenjing is simple and neat, with the blocks tightly fitting together and the textures fine and smooth. However, this door has a sense of ancient erosion. It can be seen from the bronze-like texture that there were many delicate reliefs or geometric patterns, but they have long been rusted. The details are unclear, and the door shaft has basically fallen off, revealing a very wide door gap, and the worn floor tiles of the archway can be vaguely seen inside.

"Do you feel that these two are like two completely different things?" Sheeran, who was higher up, leaned forward and tried to organize his words.

"Two completely different things spliced ​​together?" Fan Ning added.

This is indeed the feeling. Just by looking at the wear and tear of the material, you can tell that there is a time difference of at least several hundred years. And in terms of style,

Fanning glanced again at the spot where the tallow candle had been placed.

The complex style of the relief patterns on this double door is close to the decoration of the candelabra's grooves.

Especially this door, which is located in the upper middle, has to have a ball-shaped protrusion on one side, which makes people think that it is a pair of eyes.

"So, Carol, have you gone to the end?" Sheeran asked.

Fan Ning shined his flashlight downwards, and in the center of the bright white halo was a deep black hole.

"No," he asked after turning it off, "Which way?"

Being able to have a flat place to stay and feel more secure is naturally better than endless climbing down. The three of them unanimously chose this door.

Fan Ning slowly pulled out the crowbar from behind, inserted the metal head with a faint cyan halo at the front end into the crack of the door, hooked it, and pulled hard.

Unexpectedly, the degree of decay was far beyond imagination, and I felt almost no resistance. With this pull, half of the double-fold door fell off directly, and the whole fell into the darkness below, raising large swaths of dust and rust.

The sound of banging and banging echoed along the well wall, and the overall volume of the sound was getting smaller and smaller, but they were superimposed together for a long time, and it was difficult to judge whether there was a sound of hitting the ground among these echoes.

The foothold has been vacated, but the diameter of the well is quite long. The posture will be a bit distorted when crossing from one end of the escalator to the other. For safety reasons, Fan Ning tied the rope in a tight knot on the escalator and tied the other end around his waist. between.

He lowered his body, stretched his legs against the door, kicked his other leg hard, and threw himself towards the door. He accidentally slipped during the process, but he managed to stand firm.

Fan Ning untied the rope from his waist and threw it to Qiong: "Be careful, come over and I will catch you."

After the remaining two people jumped over, everyone entered the archway behind the door.

There is nothing noteworthy here. The gray masonry is loose and creaks when stepped on, but the arched supporting walls every few meters seem to have played a role in ensuring the stability of the passage.

During this period, Fan Ning looked back.

"Caron, what are you looking at?" Sheeran asked.

"I'm looking at the direction." Fan Ning thought in his eyes, "The window of the mobile exhibition hall is on the east side, the secret door opening is on the south side, the escalator on the well wall is on the side close to the secret door, and on the north side, this door is opposite the escalator. , or the south.”

"So, we are now more than 300 meters underground in the mountain behind the Turner Museum of Art?"

After walking for a while, everyone found that an upward slope gradually appeared under their feet, and an arc appeared at the same time.

"Do you feel that the stench seems to have become lighter?" Fan Ning suddenly stopped and sniffed his nose carefully.

"Is it possible that the nose is gradually getting used to it?" Qiong said.

"It doesn't look like it." Fan Ning shook his head, "We spent so much time going down the shaft and didn't realize this trend. Why are we suddenly adapting now?"

"Could it be that the source of that stench is still further down the well?" Sheeran guessed.

The three of them frowned tightly. They all instinctively resisted going deep into the unknown darkness below. When they had just climbed all the way to the later stage, everyone was a little bit reluctant to support it. Fortunately, they suddenly discovered this door.

Everyone obviously hopes to find some source or secret at the end of this passage, and then return to the ground safely with the harvest.

But at least for now, the passage is basically bare.

After walking for about ten minutes, the three of them saw another door in front of the passage. Its system was the same as the one on the well wall, but it was relatively well-preserved. Fan Ning used the loose wall tiles around it as a gap to open it under Qiong's door. With some help, I managed to get it free with a crowbar.

What everyone sees is an empty and open hall, with slightly different circular curved edges. The floor is paved with heptagonal floor tiles of different colors ranging from white to yellow to brown - six. There is only one word difference between heptagon and heptagon, but the look and feel are very different. When they are spliced ​​on the ground, they will inevitably cause confusion in shape and size. Even in dim light, it makes people feel a little dislocated and dizzy.

The stench here has faded to the point where it's almost non-existent, but the air is a little stuffy.

The three of them each brought a flashlight, but due to the short time of use, only Fan Ning turned it on. The other two were holding candles. Where the light shone, Fan Ning saw several lights hanging from a height of four to five meters. Candlesticks, and a few scattered windows of an unfamiliar and ancient style.

They have already used glass, but the texture is turbid and yellow. Through it, you can vaguely see the soil and rocks clinging to the windows.

This can’t help but make people wonder about the purpose of building windows. It is said that the function of windows, in addition to ventilation and lighting, is to broaden the field of vision and reduce the sense of oppression. However, in such an underground building, ventilation and lighting naturally have no function. As for letting people see the soil outside the window... This seems more uncomfortable than looking at an airtight wall.

There was a hollow echo in the footsteps. After taking a few steps, everyone realized that the area of ​​​​the hall was not large. It was estimated that it was a little smaller than the rehearsal hall of the Conservatory of Music. At first, they thought that its openness was entirely due to the contrast - —I have been in shafts and tunnels for too long.

But the place is still empty, there is nothing worthy of attention, not to mention antiquities, not even tatters.

After looking around for a short half, the three finally became interested in some patterns on the walls of the hall.

The material of the wall looks like both ceramic and plaster, but what is engraved on it is not a mural, it is just a complicated decorative pattern. The reason why the three of them are attracted is because there is no other view of the place. point.

It must be that it has been too long, and these decorative lines are deep and shallow, and even many places have been completely blurred, weathered together with the wall to the point where they are indistinguishable from each other. However, as they observed, the three of them still discovered something special.

"I think there seems to be some pattern in these patterns..." Fan Ning said thoughtfully.

Qiong nodded: "Yes, have you noticed that these dense lines are combined in twos and threes, and it is easy to think of human faces... Just like this, a big face is placed on a small face, the front face is against the slanted face, and Different faces share certain facial features...it feels like the whole wall is covered with faces..."

Fan Ning's face changed: "I wasn't talking about this originally, but when you said it, I have lost the ability to think normally."

He closed his eyes, and after a long time he finally let the state return: "I discovered before that they seemed to be complicated and stacked, but they were actually composed of several main geometric shapes."

"I'm also thinking about this..." Sheeran stood on tiptoes and held the candle lantern closer for a closer look. "You see, they are all a combination of straight lines. There are no curves or more complex units. Regular quadrilaterals... regular hexagons... regular octagons. The shapes...are just different in size, angle, and position, so they are superimposed to form intricate geometric patterns. Well, there seems to be more edges on the periphery..." She started to count as she said this, "It seems like there are With twenty sides and a scale of two to three meters high, the carver described it quite accurately..."

"Quadrilateral, hexagon, octagon..." Fan Ning thought, "Does this have any special meaning?"

"Maybe it's just a special aesthetic of the owner of this underground building." Joan said firmly, "Don't think too much, it's just some patterns, just like the decorations we just saw on the candlesticks and doors on the well wall, just like Just like the hollow pattern on the handrail of the stairs at your door, why don’t you think about the message it contains every time you see it..."

"Caron, there is nothing here, and the smell is gone. Should we leave here and continue exploring underground? Hey... Sheeran, why are you getting more and more excited as you look..."

"Look, there's another symbol mixed in here..." Sheeran suddenly said, "Huh? This is really strange. Why is it this symbol...?"

Fan Ning and Qiong hurried over and saw that among the straight-line decorations of various regular polygons, there was an "open space" with relatively sparse lines, and a symbol only the size of a palm was engraved in it.

A concave circle in the middle, with a flaming radial shape around the perimeter.

The Lord of Witnesses "Unfallen Fire"?

"This is indeed strange..." Seeing this symbol, Fan Ning had great doubts in his heart.

Could it be possible that under the secret door of the Turner Art Museum, there is an ancient church of the Holy Sun Church?

... This can only be said to be possible. When Fanning was stunned, Xilan called him again: "Kaloen, come and look here... I found the second symbol, I really don't understand it."

The three of them surrounded another "empty space" with lines again, and the flashlight illuminated a tower-shaped pattern with cracks.

"... Witness Lord 'Tower Caster'?" Fanning was really confused this time, "I heard from President Viadrin that 'Tower Caster' is the Lord of Witness who guides some high-level masters of the school to study more deeply... How could His image symbol appear in this strange empty hall at the same time as 'Unfallen Fire'?"

With some "experience", everyone turned on their flashlights and began to look for empty spaces with sparse lines on the wall. In fact, there was nothing in most places, or because the carvings were severely damaged, it was not certain whether there were symbols before, but such targeted searches still greatly improved the efficiency of the sweep.

A few minutes later, Xilan found three irregular arcs that were generally smooth but curled at the ends.

"There is also the image symbol of the Witness Lord 'Winter Wind' here." She continued to search with her eyes.

Fanning, who was standing next to Xilan and looking in another direction, nodded in understanding after hearing it, but after half a minute, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

What was the original purpose of the three people?

What happened just now? Why did they all start looking for the symbol of the Witness Lord?

This sudden sense of vigilance made Fanning hurriedly remind the two girls: "Stop, don't look for it."

The three sets of reference symbols found so far are all known to everyone, and in the past practice of mysticism, no Witness Lords with overly dangerous characteristics have been found, but from a human perspective, gentle Witness Lords are only a minority. Who knows what strange things will be seen if they continue to search like this?

When Xilan heard Fanning's words, she quickly turned off the flashlight she was holding.

But at the same moment when Fan Ning spoke, Joan, who had not found anything, seemed to have finally found something. She said in confusion and surprise: "Look what this is"

Then the voice stopped abruptly.

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