Chapter 193

The illusory and fuzzy white shadow seems to be a hazy mist hanging in a dark and dark fuzzy corner. At the moment of touching Mo Yi's eyes, it begins to drift towards the deep of the room.

Mo Yi's expression is awe inspiring, turn the pace quickly toward the direction that the white shadow disappears.

The falling white cloth is scattered on the ground, but there are more furniture covered with white cloth or coffins that have not been touched. There are countless walls and channels woven around Mo Yi like a labyrinth, which makes him lose the trace of white shadow in front of him, lost in the chaotic and complex terrain in front of him, and can not find the correct route.

With the smell of decay in the cold air around him, he rubbed Mo Yi's naked skin and slowly blew it towards the deep dark room. It was like the breath of death flowing slowly along the ear, bringing physiological shudders.

Mo Yi subconsciously shrunk his shoulders, brows locked, and a trace of frustration slowly appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He looked around the route that had no clue or characteristic around him. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, his pace suddenly stopped. Mo Yi seemed to think of something, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly stunned.

Wait

It's windy.

The whole side hall is basically closed, and the door of the side hall is closed when Mo Yi comes in. It should not be windy. However, there is a very obvious air flow feeling now, and More than once, this is not the first time that Mo Yi has felt the presence of wind in the side hall. The phenomenon with such a high probability of occurrence is no longer simply an accident that can be explained.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a bright and sharp glimmer in the depths of his eyes.

Well, it's likely that there's a hidden passage in the room that hasn't been found.

Mo Yi first ruled out the clutter room where he found the marble statue. After all, the room was tightly hidden under the blanket covering the wall, and the unused space was very limited. It was impossible to form such a breeze.

He slowly closed his eyes and felt the coolness of the breeze on his skin!

Mo Yi opened his eyes and looked straight at a certain direction deep in the side hall. His face was calm and sure. He walked quickly towards the direction of the cold air flow. He was firm and fast, as if all the obstacles around him could not stop him. He walked forward like a straight arrow.

The white cloth, which was quietly hanging in the dark, was blown by the wind when he walked around. It seemed that some living creature was struggling in the dark.

Mo Yi stopped suddenly.

Solid walls are blocked in front of you. The narrow area illuminated by the flashlight is eroded by the darkness. With Mo Yi's wrist moving, it shakes slightly, but you can still see that there is no road ahead, and he has arrived at the end of the side hall.

I don't know when the wind has stopped.

Mo Yi walked forward slowly, his eyes were searching on the wall. The wall in front of him seemed to be no different from the others. The exquisite patterns carved on it reflected the light of the flashlight in the dark, casting deep shadows on the wall, and the flickering shadow was shaking soundlessly in front of his eyes, which made him feel a little frightened.

He frowned gently, his eyes glued to one corner of the wall in front of him.

I don't know if it's his viewing angle. The slightly raised lines are interwoven with each other. Under the light of the flashlight, it looks like a man's painful face. Deep despair engraves the lines that can't disappear on the man's face. His numb eyes look at the distance silently, and don't know what he is looking at.

This It seems to be the pattern carved on the bronze gate!

Mo Yi felt his heart beating violently in his chest. The blood of his hands and feet seemed to rush to his face in an instant. His cold palm subconsciously grasped the flashlight in his palm. The touch of metal was slightly greasy in his hands.

He stepped back slowly and raised his flashlight slightly.

The light column of the flashlight slowly expanded with his movement, slightly dim, but the light with a wider range of illumination quietly projected on the wall, illuminating the patterns above. Finally, for the first time, Mo Yi saw the complete appearance of the whole design.

It's like a flash of lightning that cuts through the darkness in an instant, and the roaring sound dispels the stillness.

Mo Yi's fingers subconsciously tightened, slowly widened his eyes, and felt that his breath seemed to stop. Something heavy stuck in his throat made him unable to make a sound. However, his heart became extremely clear and clear, as if he could finally see the scene in front of him by the light of lightning.

He knows What does SIS mean.

It's not the abbreviation he guessed, or the first half of a word, but part of a name.

And the name is

Sisyphus.He was a figure in ancient Greek mythology. He refused to die out of his nostalgia for the world, and even cheated the gods to prolong his life. So the gods were angry and punished him for pushing a huge stone to the top of the mountain every day. But when he was about to reach the top of the mountain, the rock would fall back to the foot of the mountain again due to gravity, and Sisyphus would push it back again Top, from this cycle, forever repeated the same meaningless and unable to achieve the coolie, forever trapped in the abyss unable to escape.

Mo Yi looked up at the relief of lines on the wall in front of him.

In front of him, there was a huge stone, which almost crushed the man's body. On the round stone, there were sculptures with shallow symbolic meanings. Carefully discerning and looking, it was an abstract snake with a tail attached to each other and surrounded the edge of the whole rock The ring.

The snake, from the very beginning, was the totem of ancient Greece.

It symbolizes infinity and samsara.

The purpose of the person behind the scene in this copy is to complete the portrait. However, both the servant and the player can only provide three kinds of pigments, black and white and red. These colors are only used for drawing. It is impossible to fill the complicated oil painting with colors. Therefore, the painter can only be trapped in these three days of reincarnation and spend his marriage over and over again Three days before the ceremony, I expected to finish the whole painting with three colors, but I always tried in vain. Finally, I returned to the beginning three days later and started a new cycle.

Mo Yi slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He felt as if his stuffy breath in his chest was slowly dissipated. His eyes were clear and clear, and the whole picture of the copy was finally slowly displayed in front of him.

But The question is, who punished Mr. Klaus?

Can it be the white shadow? And why?

Mo Yi thought in a trance, and slowly attached his palm to the mottled undulating lines on the wall. The touch under his palm was not like a wall It's like metal.

The bronze door that he had never found, the mysterious room -

was finally found by him.

Before Mo Yi pushes the door open, he just feels the touch under his palm slightly softens. It seems that suddenly, he has changed from a dead thing without life into a living one. It seems that there is a strange attraction that pulls Mo Yi's palm into the deep wall. The exquisite and abstract relief on the wall seems to twist into a huge arc People's painful face was distorted into a smile rather than a smile, as if crying rather than crying, staring straight at Mo Yi.

Startled, he quickly took his wrist with his other hand and pulled it out to prevent him from being pulled into it by this strange force.

Before Mo Yi came up with an idea, he saw that the wall carpets in front of him began to melt, just like the oil paint eroded by heat. All the colors and patterns seemed to melt down the wall, and countless different colors melted into dirty and confusing patterns. The speed was faster and faster, and the gushing of pigments converged around the body Everything is melting, whether it's marble statues, wall decorations and blankets, and even the white cloth has turned into a wet stick to the ground pigment, mixed with other colors around.

The attraction on the palm suddenly turned into a powerful force.

The color of his body is like that of countless pieces of paint that have not yet flowed in front of his body, which seems to be filled with countless colors of the ocean, which are still floating in front of him Turn around, fully step, identify direction.

Mo Yi waved his hands in vain, trying to find a support point to offset his dizziness.

With his eyes wide open, Mo Yi searched aimlessly. In his sight, Mo Yi saw that the huge coffin, which had not melted, was pounding hard at his head under the impact and push of the tide of paint. He closed his eyes subconsciously, but he felt a sudden pull from his wrist, pulling him away from the wave that was about to be hit by the coffin.

There was a familiar cold touch on his wrist, which was tightly around his wrist bone.

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at the direction of the power. He only saw that Chen was also impacted by the big wave of paint and drifted to the rear. He pulled hard, and Mo Yi was embraced in his familiar arms. The pungent smell of pigment was a faint pine forest breath, and his low voice came from his ear:

"I have found you."

With a powerful wave of pigments, they quickly rushed to the door of the side hall.

Mo Yi and Wen Chen are photographed on the floor of the corridor by the spray. Then the tide of the paint slowly fades away, and gradually condenses and dries into a rigid block. The door of the side hall has disappeared. Only a myriad of mixed colors can be seen blocking the end of the corridor.

The side hall is no longer accessible. 161

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