Fan Ning stared at the darkness ahead, his eyes flashing.

That was the pile of debris that the previous few people had spent great efforts moving through.

"Go back and stick to the other wall. Qiong, please clean up the small things again." He walked closer, bent down and stretched out his hands, and once again opened a long table next to it. The dust fell, making several people choke.

A cough.

This time, after only moving a few meters, everyone found a door on the wall.

The door was closed, but the handle was severely rotted. Fan Ning tried to twist it, but found that it was not locked. The door body and the wall were slightly stuck, so he kicked it a few times and pushed it open.

This is a relatively regular circular exhibition hall with a diameter of less than ten meters. The room is empty and the wood pulp-colored wallpaper has fallen off in large areas. In the center of the room is a small ring-shaped collection display counter. The walls are also surrounded by glass showcases, so you can see inside.

Exposed rusted lighting gas light pipes.

Seeing this scene, Fan Ning had some impressions. This double-circular display room is not used to store oil paintings, but is an installation art exhibition hall. It also displays some small sculptures, handicrafts, prints, and sandstone paintings.

.If I remember correctly, there should be several rooms like this nearby.

A few people walked around it for a few times and then left. Sure enough, after carrying the debris and walking about ten meters forward, everyone saw another door.

"I just heard that strange sound again, and this time it felt very close." Joan said softly next to her.

Fan Ning supported the easel behind him with one hand and unscrewed the door handle again with the other hand. Sheeran held the gun and stared unblinkingly at the crack of the door that was gradually opening.

A thicker and thicker stench assaulted their nostrils, and the three of them almost felt sick after taking a breath.

But it was very quiet in the darkness. Fan Ning took a few steps in, frowned and looked around before retreating.

The layout is basically the same as the previous room.

Then, a few people moved forward and opened two more identical doors, but there was nothing unusual.

The uncomfortable smell that could not find its source was still strong. Fan Ning stood there and thought for several minutes, and then said: "Go back to the second room."

Everyone groped around again, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on Qiong's forehead.

She watched Fanning repeatedly circle the smelly room and asked, "Caron, did you find anything?"

"Do you think this room is not round enough?" Fan Ning stood by the wall, lowering his head for a while, then looking up, looking around.

"It's quite round." Qiong tilted her head in confusion.

"No, you come to where I'm standing."

The two gradually discovered that the other half of the room was a circle, while the half where Fan Ning was standing seemed to be an ellipse, slightly deflated. Since there were glass showcases and gas light pipes on the walls, and the lights were dark, this was only ten meters away.

is extremely unnoticeable in diameter.

"Is it possible that there were deviations during construction?" Sheeran asked.

"No, I'm pretty sure that those round rooms before were really standard circles." Fan Ning said firmly.

"Caron, there are traces of the secret ritual here." Joan stood next to Fan Ning at this time, facing the wall, and her nose was almost touching it.

"The remains of the secret ritual? Are you saying that someone has been here recently? Was he responsible for this foul smell?"

"The source of the smell has nothing to do with it." Qiong shook her head: "This is not the kind of executive secret ritual, but another type of continuous secret ritual. It should have existed for several years, and it is not accurate to say that there are residual traces.

Well, its effectiveness is not over yet, but it has reached its end.”

"Its function should be simple and crude isolation, isolating specific things and also isolating inspiration, but this does not prevent it from having a higher level. If it lasts for such a long time, if it does not reach the final stage, I will do it because of your reminder.

Being so close, I can't detect the so-called residual traces."

Fan Ning frowned deeply: "What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!