Chapter VII

The Hellscape surrounds it, and the deeper you go into Hell, the narrower the space, the narrower the corridors, and finally enough for one person, which is one of the unique styles of the Botticelli Gallery, which lies on the ground in the shape of a flat funnel, and the exit at the end is like a "white hole" at the other end of a black hole, once you get out of it, it is the sky of another dimension. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the end of the gallery is Dorey's engraving "Glion", which has the face of a righteous man but has a heart like a femme fatale, its snake body twisted and coiled, its eyes fixed on passing tourists, it warns people that if they take something with their hands, it is better to put it back, and never try to deceive the clever manager, or the angry Glion will make him look good.

He was the only visitor at the moment, and Glion's mouth seemed to be bursting with a smoky stench, the smell of decaying matter wafted out when it was heated, the stench that most saprophytes emitted from their mouths.

He pinched his nose to avoid the sheer smell of corpses.

In fact, this is a section added by the managers in order to make tourists more clearly understand the "hell", the wall mezzanine behind Glion is guarded with a gas release device, advanced thermal sensors allow it to immediately release a large number of low-concentration hydrogen sulfide-nitrogen mixed mist after feeling the approach of tourists, after heating, the galloping gas molecules pour into the nasal cavity, even humans with a less sensitive sense of smell can easily smell the churning rotten egg smell, and the low concentration of hydrogen sulfide makes people retch at most, which makes this " service" has also become harmless.

This is simply a museum, even if it is not the first time to come here, Qin Yunhao can't help but marvel at the fact that the traces of history have been preserved without change, and the truly great artists are good at capturing the hearts of the viewer without leaving a trace, whether it is Sandro Botti or Raphael Santi, or the upcoming genius Leonardo, they are all real giants in the art world.

He has contributed a lot to the poetic inhabitation of the earth.

When Qin Yunhao stepped into this palace, he was sincerely impressed by the wisdom and creativity of this genius.

"The Last Supper" hangs high in front of it, and "Monalisa" is smiling on its side. On the other side lies "Our Lady of the Rocks", his works are bold and imaginative, and he uses inspiration to impact the distorted ideological system again and again, subtle and profound.

Of course, all of this was only known to later generations.

Qin Yunhao walked along the left side of the room, beside him placed all kinds of bamboo cylinder-shaped locks, then again, as a part-time inventor artist, Leonardo's creativity is not only reflected in his paintings, the first combination lock in human history was created by him, the lock is full of all kinds of special symbols, only the real recipient will understand these meanings.

In his impression, there was a secret grid on a certain keyhole, which would be another secret way to communicate, but at this time his groping was obviously useless, and each keyhole was fiercely pressed against his fingers, and it could not be touched by squeezing or twisting.

The secret passage has been cut off? Qin Yunhao had to ponder another method, although he was unwilling to give up trying-the underground passage that could lead directly to the church, but when he heard the dense footsteps, he knew that he probably didn't have much time left.

They're running... there's no doubt about it, but there's still a chance to get here from the Botticelli promenade, and if a certain number of people were to get in, it would take more than two minutes, and they had so many weapons that they couldn't tell what would happen when they rushed towards hydrogen sulfide with a heat wave.

Next to the huge "Monalisa", the entire wall is covered by a flat mirror, which fits perfectly with the wall, so almost no one realizes that this is a mirror, and the mirror is not completely smooth, so the light is more diffuse than reflective after being acted by the mirror, there is no dazzling reflection, and there is no flaw at all, in short, under the clever idea of the designer, the straight passage on the opposite side is unreservedly imprinted on this "wall".

It's a chance to make the bastards even more aggrieved.

"Leonardo Memorial Hall..." Qin Yunhao whispered softly, "Great Master Uffizi, thank you so much tonight..."

"Hey, boy, nail your feet to the floor for me!" His voice is faster than his people, which can make his presence more bold, and out of that mindset Michelle often likes to be the first to arrive, and Chris is resigned to it.

Every time he bears the brunt of the crisis, but Michelle has been safe and sound, in addition to his strength, his appearance is indispensable - he is indeed handsome to the point that he is more attractive than a woman, although he is not a little bit vicissitudes due to his age, but his vitality and heroism and the very friendly smile on his face from time to time can indeed make most people fall into a state of blank thinking at the moment they see him for the first time.

But this time he clearly miscalculated, because the only thing that answered him in the whole hall was the silent smile of the Mona Lisa on the other side.

I don't think I'm going to be able to charm the Mona Lisa with my looks, Michelle twitched the corners of his mouth, his gaze wandering back and forth across the hall, still unable to find the guy who could focus his eyes.

Where else could he go? Michelle really regretted that he didn't agree to the Pope to come here for a day off, otherwise he wouldn't have been so confused at this time.

It's so big and so colorful.

Then the knights came in one after another, and luckily, before heading to the Botticelli Corridor, they had placed their spears in the Presley Hall, and the only unpleasant thing on the way was the stomach-churning stench.

But what is this flaw compared to the upcoming achievements?

Michelle came from the side to get a question, "I just turned around, what a figure!" ”

"Don't worry." Chris's voice was as flat as before.

Everything was so just right, the corners of Chris's mouth hooked up with confidence, and your back just fell into my eyes.

No matter how fast you run, you're just a bastard in the jar, and now, all I need to do is reach out and pinch your neck.

And then it ends.

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