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Coincidentally, the art building was right in the middle of the forest, near the lake shore. In order to create a good environment, the school specially made the environment around the art building very nice, but this kind of construction in the forest made Tang Xiaotang have no choice but to retort, wasn't this where the school's ghost story happened?

No wonder rumors would come out. Honestly speaking, if this was in a supernatural world, this kind of building would attract no attention at all! Even in this world of technology, it was easy to see bad things happen, such as campus violence or crime.

The surrounding forest provided a perfect place for anyone who harbored ill intentions. Even if there were surveillance cameras or alarms, by the time the security personnel rushed over, the other party would have already escaped.

In front of her, a tall building was indistinctly visible. Only when she was near Tang Xiaotang was she able to see that it was a European style building, and when her whole appearance was displayed in front of Tang Xiaotang, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

How was this an art building? This was clearly a castle! The enormous building that encircled the dark green lake was exactly the same as the castle in the fairy tale. The castle on the island was surrounded by tall railings, and one could see that the inside of the building had a garden structure, with pavilions and pools. Due to the lack of maintenance, large patches of the rose had already covered the entire courtyard, even climbing up the fence, and even the door was covered by their thorny leaves and leaves.

Tang Xiaotang was acutely aware that the magnetic field around her was chaotic, especially at a place in the middle of the castle where she was barely able to sense the existence of space.

Perhaps it was due to the chaotic magnetic field that caused this area's aura to be especially eerie and desolate. Anyone who approached would feel more or less uncomfortable, so there was no one watching over this place.

Tang Xiaotang slowly approached the castle. There was no bridge over the lake surface, so it seemed that the original students would be riding on boats if they went to the center of the lake, but Tang Xiaotang didn't use boats.

After casually walking across the water surface, Tang Xiaotang quickly arrived in front of the gigantic steel door.

However, the closer they got to the castle, the more obvious the strange magnetic field became. The heartbeat in her body was exceptionally fast, and a wave of oppressive and heavy aura made her feel extremely uncomfortable. Tang Xiaotang had no choice but to use her spirit power to separate a region around his body.

With the existence of the Domain, Tang Xiaotang felt much better. It seemed that the problem was more serious than she had imagined. She wondered how far this face of hers had disappeared. Judging from the strong sense of invasion, the other plane should not be a friendly one.

The tall and sturdy metal door was rusted, and there was a large lock on the door. The lock was also rusted.

Tang Xiaotang's finger tapped on the lock and the huge lock trembled twice. A layer of white light floated up on its surface and automatically moved away.

After hanging the lock on the door, Tang Xiaotang quickly traversed the path filled with weeds and walked forward.

The garden was even more dilapidated than he had imagined. The plants that should have been neat had grown into strange shapes, the flowers were as black and dirty as ink, and the twisted vines were spread out like bony claws, as if they were trying to catch anyone who passed by.

It seemed that the abnormal magnetic field had affected these plants. However, he did not know what was going on inside.

The door of the art building was still locked. Tang Xiaotang looked up and saw a camouflaged camera on the ancient looking wall lamp — — Of course, it was broken.

The door was not like the iron gate outside, Tang Xiaotang simply used the Wall Passing Technique and walked through the door to the main hall.

The main hall was very large, constructed entirely in the style of European castles, and in front of him was a large dance floor. However, it was a dilapidated scene, even the crystal chandelier was covered in dust.

Perhaps it was because her movements were too big, but when Tang Xiaotang just walked to the bottom of the chandelier, she was immediately blown away by the falling dust all over her face.

Tang Xiaotang: "..."

Shaking her head and shaking off the dust on her body, Tang Xiaotang continued to walk up, following the instructions on the map up the stairs in the hall.

The staircase was also covered with a layer of dust, and when Tang Xiaotang stepped on it, she could see a clear footprint.

Wait … She turned back and looked thoughtfully at the footprints.

This won't do. Although there won't be anyone coming here anymore, there's a chance that someone will find out if they're not afraid. It would be terrible if they were found out!

Scanning the area with her gaze, she spotted a broom lying on the ground and immediately had an idea.

With a thought, the broom stood up and wobbled over like a human. Tang Xiaotang nodded her head in satisfaction and walked over. The broom was right behind her, brushing away her footprints.

After successfully going up the stairs and going through two spacious corridors, Tang Xiaotang unhesitatingly chose the one on the right.

The corridor was very long, and there were no windows. As such, it was very dark, as if it was a passageway to hell. Originally, there was a wall lamp on the wall, but Tang Xiaotang would not light it up. Her fingers slipped, and a small cluster of flames bloomed at the tip of her finger. Tang Xiaotang picked up the flame and walked in.

The tunnel was covered with a thick carpet, and the original color of the bright red carpet could no longer be seen. The flames illuminated a small area on the wall, and oil paintings were hung on those places, and the characters on them were originally very lifelike. In this kind of environment, they looked even weirder.

If it wasn't for Tang Xiaotang experiencing an even more terrifying situation … She wasn't afraid! It was her ability to make people afraid, because she had purposely scared people before in order to increase her strength and then ate their fears. But as for her, it was as if she didn't have that kind of feeling. She wasn't afraid in the slightest, and she even felt that it was a bit funny.

'A fine art building like this has to be built! I wonder what the school is thinking … '

Uh-huh. If she were a school, she would consider turning this place into a haunted house to punish disobedient students. As long as I let those students who break the school rules take a walk around here … I believe they will never dare to violate the school rules again.

As the red dot got closer and closer, Tang Xiaotang's ears twitched, and she suddenly heard a faint sound from somewhere behind him.

She turned around and saw nothing in the dark corridor. She looked at the map thoughtfully. There was not a single point on it.

What was going on? It couldn't be an animal. The map could show the existence of anything with soul fluctuations, but there was nothing on the map. What was that sound that sounded like something moving?

Tang Xiaotang was not afraid, but she felt that it was interesting. Looks like this building also had its own history … Perhaps without the fusion of dimensions, it would eventually become a ghost tower and be abandoned!

Tang Xiaotang was very interested in figuring out this secret. However, the most important thing right now was still the question of plane fusion.

She stood at the door of the room with the red dot on it and gently pushed it open.

This pressure belonged to a different plane of existence and was only directed at creatures with spiritual force. "Unless one had a psychic power, ordinary people would only feel a stifled feeling in their heart and would not have any effect. On the contrary, those whose mental power was not strong enough to sense it would easily be hurt by the oppressive pressure.