Chapter 194: A Brief Tour of the Museum

"Interesting!"

The moment he opened his spiritual vision, Ailin's spirit was pulled and lifted to another space by an inexplicable force.

A bizarre and twisted space.

Here, the New York Museum of Modern Art, which was only the size of a building in the outside world, seemed to have expanded a thousand times.

It became a huge palace.

Here, Ailin felt all kinds of breaths.

Some were as small as floating, while others were like the stars in the sky, exuding an extremely vast but ethereal breath.

Among these vast breaths.

Some were extremely evil, full of decadence and out-of-control breath. Even with Ailin's current strength, he felt a chill after feeling that breath.

And next to that evil, decadent and terrifying breath, there was another breath as magnificent as the scorching sun.

In Ailin's perception.

This breath like the scorching sun was more terrifying and more dangerous than that evil and decadent breath.

Just sensing the existence of that breath.

Ailin's spirit was like being burned, and there was a burning pain.

And this...

It was not even the most dangerous breath that Ailin felt.

"Hiss..."

After quickly retracting his spreading perception, Ailin looked at the depths of the corridor that seemed to be shrouded in gray fog with some fear.

"It's really hell, what kind of hell is collected in the depths of this museum, why does it give me such a dangerous feeling?"

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes.

But it can give Ailin such a dangerous feeling from such a long distance.

Even without saying it, Ailin can clearly understand that the things hidden in the depths of the museum are far more terrifying than Ailin imagined.

After being stimulated by the breaths in the depths of the museum, he realized that the water in this museum was deeper than he imagined.

Ailin immediately gave up the plan to continue exploring the museum.

Magicians don't perform unprepared performances.

Before fully understanding this museum in the spirit world, Ailin did not intend to take a risk knowing that this museum was extremely dangerous.

However, there are so many terrifying things.

How did this museum exist safely until now?

And it allows thousands of people to visit the museum every day?

Wait!

Ordinary people!

When thinking of this word, Ailin instantly thought of the feeling that this museum gave him when he did not open his spiritual vision just now. Although it was a little weird, it was not dangerous.

And all the dangers came from the fact that his spirit body was suddenly lifted to this unknown dimension after he opened his spiritual vision.

After realizing a key point.

Ailin immediately quickly gathered his spirituality.

But just when he wanted to close his spiritual vision, a dim beam of light suddenly lit up from behind Ailin, followed by a surprised voice with a hint of fatigue, suddenly sounded in Ailin's ears.

"Hey, who are you? How did you get in here?"

[Not good]

The moment he heard this voice, Ailin's heart sank.

But before he could completely shut down his spiritual vision, a thin figure wearing a night security uniform and holding a flashlight appeared in front of Ailin.

The person who appeared in front of Ailin was not a strange monster, but a middle-aged man who looked a little tired.

He did not exude any strange aura.

He was just like a real ordinary person.

But the moment this man who looked exactly like an ordinary person appeared.

On the walls around Ailin, the eyes that were originally staring at Ailin in the transformation all shifted their sights silently.

After Ailin looked at the mysterious man holding a flashlight and wearing a night security uniform.

The thin figure also saw Ailin's appearance clearly.

"Huh!"

"It turned out to be a handsome boy!"

After seeing Ailin's appearance clearly, the figure who looked no different from a security guard.

Suddenly swept the dim beam of the flashlight to the wall next to him, shining on a huge ink painting from the East.

"Hey, is this handsome boy brought in by you guys? Really, even if you can't help thinking about men, you can't bring ordinary people in here!"

"Isn't this increasing my workload?"

"Ahem... If you really want men, you can find me! Compared with these young boys who have never had sex, I can last much longer..."

Before the man in security uniform finished speaking.

"Tsk..."

Among the many portraits on the walls on both sides of the museum, a disdainful voice was heard.

And in the painting illuminated by the dim beam, several sharp eyes even glanced at the thin man's lower body with disdain.

Following the dim beam.

At this time, Ailin also saw the painting illuminated by the dim light.

It was a vivid and vivid picture of a hundred beauties competing for beauty.

The picture shows charming and beautiful dancers, wearing light gauze clothes, dancing in the world of the painting. Their graceful dancing postures, charming figures, every frown and smile are filled with an impulse that makes people excited.

And seemed to notice Aylin's gaze.

The figures in the painting all gave Aylin charming smiles.

In an instant.

Hundreds of flowers bloom.

Qun Fang is actually dyed.

Ai Lin even smelled a faint fragrance.

at the same time.

The mental shocks that are enough to corrode the minds of ordinary people and pollute them into a mind filled only with mating impulses are also attacking Aylin silently.

But at this moment.

The thin figure wearing a security uniform suddenly stood in front of Aylin, using the dim beam of light from the flashlight to silently melt away the mental shocks.

"Hmph! That's enough, I'm still here!"

It seemed as if he was irritated by the "little tricks" used by the beautiful dancers in front of him in the picture of beauty.

The slightly thin security man fiddled with his hands, and the large flashlight in his hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling beam of light.

Different from the previous dim beam, he was illuminated by this dazzling beam.

The voluptuous and charming beauties in the picture of beauty quickly turned into rotten white bones. There were even maggots squirming strangely in the hollow skulls.

And the faintly fragrant fragrance before turned into a pungent stench in an instant.

Under the continuous illumination of that dazzling beam of light.

These withered bones seemed to have been burned by the scorching sun, letting out a piercing wail, and patches of charred black soon appeared on the pale bones.

The maggots squirming between the dead bones were burned directly into streaks of gray-black ashes.

"Enough!"

In the midst of that dazzling beam of light, from the depths of Baimeitu, an icy-cold beam of light that seemed to freeze through the Nine Nethers suddenly shot out, "extinguishing" the scorching sun.

At the same time.

In a loft deep in the Baimeitu, a figure in red with a fierce and ferocious aura flashed away.

Facing the scorching sun-like beam, he appeared in the center of Baimei Picture.

The man in red clothes glanced at Aylin and the man who looked like a security guard with a pair of extremely cold eyes, then said coldly in a voice mixed with monstrous rage: "Put away your disgusting beam, he is not ours." Come in."

"If it's not you, then who is it?"

After hearing the cold voice, the thin man frowned slightly, but still put away the dazzling beam of light that was like substance, forming strong burning damage, and replaced it with the dim light that had a certain dispersing and purifying effect. beam.

Although they haven't met her often, he still has a certain understanding of the distinctive figure in red in the picture of beauty.

With the pride of the figure in red.

She didn't bother lying.

In this way, it means that the handsome young man behind him did not come in because Baimei Zhengyantu "wanted" a man.

But·······

If not.

So who got that little guy in?

Although there are many weird paintings in the gallery, there are not many that have the ability to pull people from the real space into this special space.

Not even the "big guys" in the depths of the museum are capable of this unique ability.

Otherwise, they would have broken through the library's seal and impacted the main world.

The red dress in the picture of beauty did not answer the question of the thin man. At that moment when the dazzling light was thinning, her figure flashed away and reappeared in the attic deep in the transformation. among.

See this.

He didn't get angry after begging a boring, skinny man.

After shaking his head and sighing, the thin man said to himself: "Forget it, let's send this little guy back first, otherwise if he stays here too long and is corroded by the underworld breath here, he will fall behind at such a young age. The problem of impotence will be cured.”

"Will you become impotent if you stay here for too long?"

Ai Lin, who had just listened to these words, recalled the disdainful glances that glanced at the lower body of the thin man in the previous portrait.

Combined with the pale and tired eyes and thin figure of the man in front of him, he seemed to understand something.

"Hey, damn, what's your look..."

As if being stimulated by Ai Lin's hidden gaze and sudden realization, the security man's face darkened instantly.

After giving Aylin a vicious look.

He couldn't help but think.

[If I had known that this guy was so rude, I should have let him suffer at the hands of those female goblins who eat people without spitting out their bones, and then rescue him. 】

"snort!"

He snorted coldly.

Stiller, the night watchman at the museum, felt that the little guy in front of him was not cute at all, so he decided to quickly send the little guy in front of him back to the real world and try to ignore it.

But at this moment.

Aylin in front of him suddenly said: "You blocked me just now because you wanted to save me. Although even if you didn't block me, there would be nothing wrong with me, but I still have to thank you."

"So I'll give this to you, Mr. Impotent Security Guard."

As he spoke, Aylin stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

A [Fire Sun Talisman] engraved with a sun pattern appeared in Aylin's hand, and he photographed it in the hands of Stiller, the night watchman of the museum.

Speaking of which, this [Fire Sun Talisman] was a green item that Aylin got in a lottery before.

The Fiery Sun Talisman, which is drawn with the power of the Fiery Sun, has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and calming spirits. If the power of the Fiery Sun in the talisman is released at one time, it can also cause a lot of damage to the spirit body.

However, these functions are more or less repeated with the abilities of the [Angel Scepter].

Moreover, compared with the [Angel Scepter] that can produce the same effect, even if the power of the Fiery Sun stored in the [Fiery Sun Talisman] is released at one time, the power is much weaker than that of the [Angel Scepter].

Therefore, since winning the lottery, Ailin has never thought of using it.

If Ailin had not encountered some troubles before, he would not have thought of carrying this thing with him if he felt that he had to avoid evil.

After solving the evil spirit, Ailin was favored by the fate of this world again.

This made the role of this [Fiery Sun Talisman] dispensable again.

After handing the [Scorching Sun Talisman] to Stiller, the night watchman of the museum, Aylin smiled and said to Stiller, "Well, goodbye, Mr. security guard with some weak qi and impotence."

Said.

Aylin, who had already restrained his spirituality, directly closed his spiritual vision.

The moment Aylin closed his spiritual vision.

His spiritual body twisted and disappeared directly in that special huge museum.

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Seeing Aylin playing a big trick under his nose, Stiller raised his eyelids and instantly realized that the handsome boy who appeared in front of him just now did not seem as ordinary as he looked before.

"Mage?"

"Or a superpower?"

"Forget it, why bother so much? I just need to be a good security guard."

After casually putting the strange talisman that Aylin gave him into his pocket, Stiller shook his head and planned to quickly inspect the museum again.

Recently.

I don't know what happened.

The collections "collected" by the museum seem to have become unusually active.

The collections that were originally able to be kept quiet by patrolling twice at night now need to be patrolled three or four times before they can be kept quiet.

If it weren't for the sudden increase in workload, which seriously occupied his rest time, coupled with the erosion of the strange atmosphere in the museum, Stiller wouldn't look so tired.

"No, I can't hold on any longer after patrolling too many times. Tomorrow, no, at night, I'll go to Pharaoh's place to bask in the sun and get rid of the bad luck on my body. I don't want to be really withered by then."

However, just as Stiller took another step...