Chapter 561 "Moonlit Night on the Dnieper River"

The trajectory quickly turned sharply again.

After Fanning climbed to the narrow "knife ridge" area on the top of the mountain, he rushed towards the gray-white stone tower in front of him, sticking to a narrow path of solid ice and frozen soil.

Here, the temperature dropped to a bone-chilling level, the initial storm had turned into heavy snow, and the dark gray light and shadow kept cutting the points, lines and surfaces in the space.

In the last few seconds it took to reach the door of the "lighthouse", Fanning had a moment to glance to his left - that is, outside the mountains, or perhaps outside the other side of the border of B-105 - like a flash of lightning.

There was nothing below the cliff that caught his attention. It was a meaningless collection of chaotic pixels, and there was a large area that occupied the absolute main body of his vision, just like standing on the coastline and looking at the sea.

But in the distance, Fanning vaguely glimpsed a large mass of indescribable and disturbing red things.

"That area is deeper than B-105"

"Could it be the X coordinate, that is, the unknown source of the abnormal zone???"

"What on earth is that?"

The distance was too far, his consciousness was blurred, and the dangerous elements behind him were chasing him closely. The details that Fanning could identify were really limited. He probably thought that it might be a pile of ruins, a pile of limbs, a dangerous building, or a pile of collapsed text or notes squeezed together. In short, it didn't look like a clear living thing, but it occupied all places from the sky to the ground, from left to right too uncoordinatedly, and it was so far away, so vague and crowded, which made his mind feel abnormally uncomfortable.

Moreover, this is not a problem that can be carefully considered now.

"Bang!!"

After a few breaths, Fanning stepped on the barbed wire and hit the base of the lighthouse like a cannonball, splashing a large piece of ice and gravel.

The base is very wide, but the narrow, cracked gray-white stone door can only accommodate two people side by side.

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, a female voice similar to auditory hallucination sounded in his head.

The person chasing behind had strange means and unpredictable motives. Fanning acquiesced that the voice was an illusion created by him, and he would obviously not be delayed by any interference.

He jumped directly from the barbed wire, slipped into the door without hesitation, and disappeared.

The interior of the lighthouse was filled with the smell of decay, mold and dust. The "hall" on the first floor was empty, and the floor cracked radially, revealing the frozen soil in gray, white and yellow.

In general, it was very dim. The so-called "light" of the "lighthouse" should be at the top, which was quite a distance away from here and could not be illuminated.

Fanning vaguely saw that there seemed to be a road on the left, and the right seemed to lead to a relatively open place.

It was a bit difficult to choose, and there was no time to weigh the choices, but Fanning saw another stone staircase leading up in the front and inside.

"Thump, thump, thump"

Perhaps because according to common sense, the "lighthouse" should go "upwards", Fanning rushed up the stairs without thinking.

But when he quickly twisted his body and rushed to the upper floor in two steps, he suddenly realized a problem belatedly-

"Why is the layout of this lighthouse the same as that of the Turner Art Museum?"

Isn't this the original "L"-shaped overlooking layout of the Turner Art Museum?

The first floor used to have a mobile exhibition hall for freelance artists on the left, and an auction house on the right; the second floor used to have Vincent's permanent exhibition hall on the left, and the living area and studio on the right.

At this point, it has been confirmed that the existence of the "lighthouse" is indeed related to the "crisis collaborator" that Vincent agreed to at the time, but it is very strange that a mysterious building deep in the abnormal area has the same layout as the Turner Art Museum. Of course, it can also be considered that after Vincent went out, his idea of ​​designing the art museum was subconsciously influenced by this experience.

Fanning, who ran to the second floor, still quickly glanced left and right, and his mind was replaced by the former "living area" and "mobile exhibition hall". He recalled the dream at the beginning of the time travel and the experience of exploring the art museum for the first time.

"The end of the corridor?"

"Dreams about rare things on both sides of the museum corridor?"

"No, hurry up."

The dangerous breath interrupted Fanning's divergent thinking.

Because he felt that there was already a person standing at the door directly below, and he was about to catch up.

He turned left again and ran towards the "mobile exhibition hall" area!

He ran all the way.

The narrow and dark corridor was like a tunnel leading to the abyss as before, but this time he didn't have a lantern or a tallow candle in his hand.

A cool feeling came from his forehead and hair.

It seemed to be snow.

It was snowing?

It was snowing inside the lighthouse?

The ground under his feet suddenly shook violently, and the snow and clay fell down.

"Is this building going to collapse?"

Fan Ning couldn't help but look up.

"From the outside, the lighthouse is towering into the sky. I'm only on the second floor. If it's going to collapse soon..."

Generally speaking, for a building with an upper and lower structure, Fan Ning always feels that the most important things should be placed at the top.

But Fan Ning still didn't dare to slow down for a moment. He tapped the ground with his toes, and at the same time, the invisible force pushed his body forward like a bullet.

Because he still had some confidence in the front.

The "end of the corridor" of the Turner Museum was once the place where Vincent placed the fragments of the audio series. So, is it possible that a "theme of God" is buried in a similar location now?

"You work very efficiently. It seems that the 'God's Theme' is in this direction?"

Suddenly Mr. F's voice sounded from the front.

After that, Fan Ning's newly brewed confidence was shattered, and his mood sank to the bottom.

The pale pale light overflowed from the front inch by inch.

Wearing a high-collared white shirt, a plaid tie, and a pure black suit, his face was dimly facing him. He vaguely looked to be in his thirties, with short black hair that looked like a cloud, and a wide and raised beard on both sides of his lips.

It is exactly the image of Mr. F that I saw at the front desk of the weird art museum in the town of "Hidden Light"!

As the pale halo gradually erodes the darkness of the corridor, some things become clearer.

"Um?"

The next moment, Mr. F's brows frowned deeper than Fan Ning's.

This person caught up with Fan Ning, but ignored Fan Ning, turned around and continued to pace forward.

Fan Ning himself looked at the things hanging on the walls on both sides with confusion.

The dark green moon shines through the clouds, illuminating the outline of the dark river bed, and the river water sparkles with light.

In his previous life, the Russian artist Ku Yinzhi's "Moonlight on the Dnieper River" was hung at the "End of the Corridor" in the Turner Museum of Art. It was used by Vincent together with his "Twilight on the Mountain Top and the Wall" The one that metaphorically describes "sunset and moonrise".

Now, it's hanging everywhere.

Both sides of the corridor are filled with the same "Moonlight Night on the Dnieper River", which continues to extend deeper.

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