chsdbacks Chapter 434 This Is Not Your Problem
Chapter 434 This Is Not Your Problem
Neksya smiled and said. "In such a high-level hotel, there are only stairs on the left and no stairs on the right. Isn't it strange that the design is so asymmetrical?"
"It seems..., we underestimated this hotel." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, he said. "There really is a way there, and even I was almost cheated!
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In the direction of the staircase leading to the hotel lobby, stands a huge amount of stone wall.
The almost alabaster stone wall depicts a classic medieval painting in colorful paint and is long enough to cover the back.
When people stand in the corridor, the first thing they see is the stone wall, and the second thing they see is the stairs and elevator on the left.
The subconscious mind will choose the thing closest to itself, and this stone wall takes advantage of this feature to make people ignore the things on the right, thus hiding the secret of this road.
But when the three walked around the stone wall, they discovered that there really was an elevator!
"Damn it..."
Constantine scratched her head, and said with a puzzled look: "There is really a road here, but we have been here for so long, why - don't we just find it?"
"It's not your problem."
Fang Yu grinned, touched the stone wall with his hand, and the dry paint on the surface peeled off, revealing some blood-red hues inside. He thought: "There is something wrong with this stone wall."
If it wasn't for Nexia's warning, even I would almost be fooled by it.
While speaking, Fang Yu squeezed his palm.
The spiritual pressure rushed out in an instant, destroying the surface paint on the stone wall with extremely skillful control, but did not touch the inner layer.
When the paint peels off from the surface, the Lianzhen of the Ishibiji is like a hell map drawn by a large amount of red paint in front of your eyes! This is the hell map.
The scene of hell depicted on the stone wall is a tower-like structure extending backwards like an hourglass, divided into thirteen floors from top to bottom, which looks like it was built upside down.
On each floor of this inverted tower-like building, there are countless ferocious and terrifying evil spirits, crowded together like insects and ants, nestling in these narrow and cramped spaces.
The technique of this mural is quite excellent. The pupils of these evil spirits are gray and lifeless, and their mouths are dilated to the extreme, leaving only skins clenched tightly to their bones. They seem to have suffered unimaginable torture, just like walking dead appalling
Each floor of the inverted tower-shaped building has a special painting technique, showing various distinctions, such as burning flames, sharp spikes, chilling black winds, black rivers that corrode the human body, and other such reflections on evil spirits. punish!
After watching for a few seconds, Constantine felt dizzy, even nauseous, as if an invisible force was acting on his soul, so he looked away [this made me feel better.
Clearly, the culprit is this painting! This painting is a perfect example.
Not only does it divert the human eye, hiding beneath the surface, the painting causes great discomfort on a soul level, lest someone approach the mural and thus discover the hidden path to the right.
"Oh...recognize this painting!"
Constantine turned away, not daring to look at the mural anymore, and forced herself to restrain her discomfort and said, "This...Dante's Divine Comedy "Inferno"."
"how is the progress?"
Fang Yu frowned slightly.
Dante's "Divine Comedy" is a very famous poem in Europe, almost everyone has heard it.
It depicts a dream of a man named Dante in his life, and there are dialogues about purgatory, heaven and hell among many other characters to condemn the church rule at that time.
The fresco in front of us was painted by a famous artist based on The Divine Comedy. Dante's Inferno!
"This is a kind of black magic.........".
Constantine's nostrils fluttered before he murmured in disgust. "I could even smell it, a nasty smell, similar to hell, but somehow different.
This is a kind of aura similar to hell, which has great similarities, but is not exactly the same, and the feeling created by this mural is obviously more terrifying and weird than the hell they know!".
"This Wilbur Whatley might be a black magician," Constantine said. "I could swear to Gabriel that this Dante's Inferno is real and the one in the museum is a fake!"
Whether it's true or not doesn't matter.
The main question is, what mystery is Wilbur-Watley trying to hide with the special power of this mural?
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"No matter what it is, as long as we go over and have a look, don't we know?" Fang Yu said calmly, pressing his lips. "I am more and more curious about what secrets are hidden in this hotel."
"Well, you're right."
Constantine shrugged and said. "But I have a feeling the road to the right isn't easy and that guy named Wilbur must be wielding protective black magic."
"never mind."
With a soft smile on his face, Fang Yu raised his hand and knocked on the precious painting wall, and then said softly under the dull expression on Constantine's face: "No matter what magic he hides, it can't stop us.
.......You think this is the destruction of the relic, don't you?" Constantine looked at the debris scattered on the ground, a little sad that a real relic was so ruthlessly destroyed.
"So you're going to sue me?"
Fang Yu glared at him, then led Nexia through the debris scattered on the painted wall to the hidden elevator.
The corners of Constantine's mouth twitched, and he growled softly. I dare to sue you, but the question is, who dares to control?
"It's a good thing!" Constantine licked his lips excitedly, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the scattered pieces of paint on the wall.
Although the walls have been destroyed, the remaining fresco stones are still spiritual and well suited as building blocks for magic.
After picking up a few fragments of murals, Constantine saw that the elevator doors had already been opened, and didn't bother to pick up the rest. She cast a reluctant glance at them, then slowed down and trotted over.
"Hey, wait for me, guys, polka dots!"
This is an old-fashioned door elevator, which is quite spacious and can accommodate about six or seven people. Upstairs, a dim oil lamp was burning, and the light fell on the faces of three people, illuminating some shadows, and there was an inexplicable sense of haunted house movies.
When Constantine entered, the elevator door slowly closed, but strangely, there was no floor selection button in this elevator.
There was the sound of mechanical gears rotating, and the entire elevator began to move down slowly.
"Did he really come down people?".