Chapter 549 The Blocked Straight Line

There are two black doors inside the seventh exhibition hall on the first floor.

Fang Shenyan chose the one on the left. After walking in, he found a small exhibition hall with half the area and only one door leading forward.

He took the girl by his hand, took a quick look and continued forward.

After pushing through the flashing door, the size of the exhibition hall kept shrinking, like a nesting doll.

After walking through about a dozen small exhibition halls, a secret room finally appeared here.

There is no door leading to the next space.

A general spatial layout slowly emerged in Fang Shenyan's mind.

On the first floor, except for the entrance hall, there are seven large exhibition halls along the outer corridor.

Each large exhibition hall contains fifteen small exhibition halls.

If the first floor is like this, then the other five floors should not be much different.

The only difference may be the number of exhibition halls and exhibits.

After this spatial layout appeared, Fang Shenyan has achieved the first goal of this operation.

He obtained the macro and micro spatial layout of the World Heritage Museum.

He looked at the silent girl beside him, who seemed to have accepted her fate, and secretly speculated on his second purpose.

Fang Shenyan's second goal of this trip was to find out how many ghosts there were in the World Heritage Museum.

The third floor was where the painting gallery was located.

A mysterious ghost, Stephanie's Smile, first appeared there.

If this was the situation they were facing in this mission, then Fang Shenyan believed that there would be multiple ghosts in this museum.

The information about ghosts was the most important part of the mission.

Being able to master it was equivalent to mastering the initiative of the mission.

Fang Shenyan knew that it was difficult to achieve the second goal, but he still acted without hesitation.

Now the mission has not yet begun, and ghosts kill people indiscriminately.

So Fang Shenyan and these six passers-by have the same probability of being attacked.

He has a lot of supernatural experience, coupled with unconventional means, which greatly increases his ability to survive.

Fang Shenyan entered the museum first and got enough information, so he was ahead of Tongguan and others.

He didn't have to use this information gap to seek something.

But at least, when all the passers-by died, he would have the advantage of treating the remaining shop assistants as scapegoats.

This is the complete content of the worst plan among Fang Shenyan's three plans.

After wandering for a long time, Fang Shenyan has been controlling time.

In the nearly ten minutes of exploration, he did not encounter any supernatural events, and the surroundings were like a pool of stagnant water.

The only point that caught his attention was that he found that the layout of all the rooms was extremely regular.

The seventh door, in the form of a transmission line, fixedly connected fifteen small exhibition halls.

It was like a straight line with two ends blocked.

The entire museum is a huge building composed of countless blocked straight lines.

In this layout, if a line changes, the overall pattern will be completely disrupted.

Fang Shenyan had a guess in his mind.

Perhaps, this mission is related to space.

Fifteen minutes have passed since the exploration of the first floor.

As the first exploration point, he spent more time exploring, and now it is time to speed up.

There is only half an hour left before the mission officially begins.

There was no spiritual aura around, so Fang Shenyan's movements became bolder. He pulled the girl back quickly.

He pushed open one door after another, and his speed became faster and faster, unimpeded.

The spatial arrangement was so simple that even a blind person would not have difficulty in choosing.

However, when he was about to open the 12th door, his hand suddenly stopped.

Fang Shenyan frowned and slowly turned around, looking at the small exhibition hall he had just visited.

The area of ​​this exhibition hall was only about 20 to 30 square meters, and in the center was a sculpture of a little boy bending over to drink water.

There was nothing wrong with the sculpture itself, and it was no different from the first time he passed by.

But he found that the direction of the sculpture had changed.

From his position, the first time the little boy had his back to him.

But now, the little boy turned to face him!

Fang Shenyan had a sense of foreboding in his heart, and he let go of the girl's hand and took the lead in opening the door of the next exhibition hall.

The ending was the same.

The sculpture in the next exhibition hall also turned.

The sculpture holding the windmill and running against the wind was originally facing the east wall, but now it turned to the north wall.

"The sculpture has rotated 90 degrees clockwise?"

No...

Fang Shenyan silently rejected it again. It might not be just the sculpture, but the whole exhibition hall is rotating.

It's just that he has been in this space and can't sense the movement of his own direction.

This makes him a little scared.

Such a change occurred, but he, who has always been sensitive, didn't notice it at all.

Such a subversive method came from the hands of a ghost, why did it just rotate the space without killing people?

Fang Shenyan didn't have time to think about it, because he knew that he must not stay.

These exhibition halls have one or two doors, but in fact these are all fake.

The entire large exhibition hall is a completely closed straight line, which is a well-deserved secret room.

He turned back and tried to find the girl he had just left, but as soon as he entered the door, he found that the girl who was guarding the original place had also disappeared without a trace.

But Fang Shenyan knew after a glance that the girl did not escape, but was killed.

Because on the ground beside the door, there was a black cap and long hair...

The shape of the pile of hair was very complete, and part of the torn scalp was glued to the roots of the hair.

No blood.

This crime scene has already foreshadowed the way the girl died.

Her hair was torn off before she died, and her body was taken away, without blood.

All thoughts came in an instant, and even before he finished thinking, Fang Shenyan turned around and ran.

There is an interval between ghosts killing.

The girl's death won him a short safety, and now is the best time to leave this exhibition hall.

The last two doors were pushed open one after another.

Fang Shenyan returned to the first large exhibition hall he set foot in.

The exhibition hall represented by the seventh door is a naked man kneeling on the ground.

It buried its head in the ground, making it impossible to see its expression and face.

"No difference, it has also been turned 90 degrees!"

Fang Shenyan took a quick glance and opened the seventh door again.

It was no different from what he imagined. Due to the girl's substitutionary death, he still had the power to escape.

The heavy door was pushed open a gap, Fang Shenyan entered it and returned to the corridor.

When he was out of danger, he looked at the scene in front of him and felt a strong sense of spatial blur.

Fifteen minutes ago, he leaned against the art gallery and faced the seventh door to enter it.

It was in the east direction.

Now, he walked out of the seventh door and turned to the north direction.

Not only that, Fang Shenyan looked at the surrounding scenes and was filled with unprecedented strangeness.

There are nine exquisitely decorated doors in this north-facing art gallery, but except for the seventh one, there is a relief of a man hanging upside down.

The other eight doors are covered with staggered floral patterns.

Not only that, the most iconic sculpture of a broken-winged angel in the art gallery on the first floor also disappeared.

There was no suspended building on the roof of the entire corridor, but instead an unfolded scroll with various porcelain samples listed on it.

Fang Shenyan turned around silently. The south side of the Art Gallery did not have the long row of glass windows on the first floor, but became a wall.

An incredible fact was in front of him.

Fang Shenyan followed the seventh exhibition hall of the Sculpture Hall and was moved to the Porcelain Hall on the third underground floor!