It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

"You must find it strange. I obviously admire Bi Keman very much. With all due respect, although Bi Keman's paintings are full of morbid brushstrokes, he is definitely a talented person who enjoys food with the patriarch. What kind of inclination, I am lucky to know him in three lifetimes, he was just born at the wrong time, but he is definitely the most brilliant painter in the history of Dajing, bar none, this is what I have determined from the beginning, even now I also believe so."

"But why did you break up with him? Even, you don't want to be in the same place with him?" Old Ai asked the painter with a strange expression.

"Only someone like Bi Keman with a superb painter can draw everything creepy and lifelike. Whether it is wild cats and dogs or things we can see everywhere, he can use his genius-like morbid brushstrokes to draw freely and directly hit people. The blood in the soul is the heart of fear and fear passed down from generation to generation." The painter unabashedly boasted of Bi Keman's painting skills.

"The things drawn by a low-level painter are not even comparable to one of Bi Keman's toes. Do you still remember that Bi Keman is best at painting faces? Just because Bi Keman pours out half of his talents in painting faces, anyone who gets it can do it." Draw a lifelike face painting, I visited Bi Keman, his paintings that are not recognized by the world are all hung in any corner of his home,

At first I thought it was because there were many guests in his house, but then I realized that it was not a real person, but a person drawn on paper. "

"But what does this have to do with your breaking up with Bi Keman?" Lao Ai asked the painter.

"Listen to me, don't interrupt. After I visited Bi Keman, I listened to his free and genius ideas and theories. Before I knew it, a few hours passed. Neither he nor I felt hungry or thirsty. His ideas were endless. Absolutely, like an inexhaustible spring, he even showed me all his other paintings one by one. Those are... paintings that cannot be passed down to the world. "

The painter rested for a while before continuing.

"I can't describe to you what kind of paintings they are. He used the most common brushes, the most common ink sticks, the most common water, and also used the most simple and casual splashes of ink, but what he did The words he painted gave people an incomparably appalling horror full of blasphemy, and the things he drew were unbelievably abominable, as if exuding a sticky stench from rotting corpses in the dog days, what do you want me to use I really can't describe it in words.

He splashed ink randomly, and what he painted was not the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, but the deep and dense dark forest. In the forest, there seemed to be terrifying monsters like sheep's hooves.

He also drew the cliff facing the sea, under which there seemed to be some huge green elusive humanoid creature.

He also drew a tunnel made of red bricks, in the deep and dark cavity of the tunnel, there is an indescribable invisible thing.

Old paneled rooms, austere stone palaces... the list goes on, each one a work of genius. "

"But you..."

"Old Ai, don't interrupt, I haven't finished talking yet, you can ask questions after I finish speaking, what I said above is just the tip of the iceberg of his talent, the most heart-pounding yet noticeable side of his genius The most important thing is the person he drew...

The people he painted were full of madness and deformities. At the beginning, the deformed people he painted were nothing more than protruding fangs, scattered and messy, and even the jaw was more than five times wider than ordinary people, or it was like a double-headed snake. The two-headed person, one in front and the other in the back, is like a theater troupe gathering so many deformed people. If those people in the painting appear in this world, they can even open a special deformity prize that earns enough attention.

But as his skills became more and more refined, his morbid painting skills even surpassed the category of "deformed monsters".Because... almost none of the characters in his works can retain a complete human appearance, but... almost every character has human characteristics to varying degrees.

Most of them stand upright on two feet and lean forward. They look like a group of dogs, with a group of skin that seems to be smooth and rich in human skin, which is disgusting, but there is no dog hair on their bodies.

Those things are still vivid in my mind!They are... Forget it, don't ask so detailed.I will never say what they are eating. "

"I haven't asked anything yet."

"The painting depicts them swarming in groups in graveyards or tunnels, and they are vying for their prey! For them, those prey are precious! Do you know Yu Qi Rebellion? He is Yu Qi The chaos is used as the background of the painting!"

The so-called Yu Qi Rebellion was still a matter of the previous dynasty. At that time, it was turbulent and a peasant uprising led by Yu Qi broke out.

What happened this time was just that a bully at that time took a fancy to Yu Qi's brother's wife and wanted to rob the women, but Yu Qi's brother taught the bully a lesson.

But relying on his father being an official in the imperial court at that time, the bully falsely accused Yu Qi of building a golden temple, embroidered a dragon robe, and planned to proclaim himself emperor.

This story was passed on in a decent manner, and it happened to be very serious. It happened that there was turmoil at that time, and the rebel army rose up everywhere. Then Yu Qi was also forced by the government to rebel against the people, and a huge uprising broke out.

Afterwards, during the Seventh Rebellion, corpses would be dumped into mass graves every day, and Qiuba ruffians who could be seen everywhere would kill anyone who displeased them.

All in all turbulent and chaotic.

"Do you know? The painting with the Yu Qi Rebellion as the background depicts those terrifying monsters with such vivid and hideous strokes?

Those monsters and wild dogs had the heads of animals, gnawed at human heads, and sucked their brains all over; the corpses in mass graves wanted to escape but were thrown down by wild dogs, and some living people strayed into them and pretended to be dead. A wild dog who planed and ate away...

Bi Keman drew their faces without eyeballs!In other paintings, those wild dogs and monsters tear up the corpses in the mass graves at night, sucking people's brains one by one, and they even sneak into the houses, and prepare to tear the corpses on the chests of sleeping people. bite their throats,

They even take their little kids to mass graves and teach them how to live like them. They even exchange their own kids with other kids. Crazy!crazy!Bi Keman can draw such a picture!He must be crazy!

Lao Ai, did you know that Bi Keman is crazy! "

"Calm down, you calm down." Lao Ai comforted the painter.

"I can't calm down, Lao Ai, you know, the faces of those wild dogs have been lingering in my mind. They seem to be human, but they are not human. I have been watching them all night and night. I couldn't fall asleep, and I kept thinking about the relationship between the human face and the features on the faces of those non-human things, and then I discovered that every picture he drew was like this,

The parts of the human face that belong to humans gradually degenerate and alienate from the beginning to the end, until finally they become something that does not belong to humans at all, that is, those wild dogs.

They seem to be suffering from a disease, from healthy to onset to terminally ill, Bi Keman's figure paintings are from the beginning to the end, he has drawn the entire process of the disease!Those dog-like things were originally people too!

This is just what I saw, the second studio, he continued to take me down, the paintings there... Humans have been completely turned into prey, food, and the scary thing is that these paintings can be convincing , His paintings make people feel that those wild dogs really live on the same land as us. "

The painter's word order gradually became crazy, and gradually became crazy, and he was afraid.

"In the second studio, I only saw the only painting. That painting was not carried on paper, but on the roof of the whole room. Standing under the roof, looking up, I I see... that is a huge and indescribably evil thing,

The eyes are glowing red, and the fingers like bone hooks are tightly grasping a person, or... a piece of flesh that used to be a person. The skin is torn and bloody, and it is not human-shaped. The monster licks it like a child licks candied haws. head.

The monster crouched on the ground, and at first glance, it seemed that it might throw away the prey in its hand at any time and pounce on fresher prey, and I was that fresher monster, and Bi Keman just wanted to To become that monster, offer me as a sacrifice to the devout people of that monster.

But it is not the pointy ears, the bloodshot eyes, the flat nose, the drooling mouth, or the doglike face that makes this picture the source of all horror, nor the long The scaled hooked fingers, the mold-covered body, the half-hoofed feet, although any one of these features added to the human body would be enough to drive a sensitive person crazy, these are not the real scary things about this painting. .

What a fine art of painting, what a cursed, profane, extraordinary art of painting.Never in my life have I seen such a vivid, almost living thing on canvas.

There the monster was, seemingly staring at me, chewing, chewing, staring at me.

It seems to be alive.

So I understand,

If a painter has no reference, he will never be able to draw this kind of thing. "

The painter paused for a moment and didn't speak any more.

"Old Ai, you asked me why I cut off my robe with Bi Keman? That's because I heard the inhuman howling and the creepy chewing sound under the floor of his studio. Bi Keman watched I seemed to want to do something, but Bi Keman gave up. He took me out of the studio and said to me,

There are too many mice under the floor and in the walls of his house.

But I know that it is not a mouse, but a wild dog. "

Lao Ai looked at the painter and shook his head: "Actually, my surname is Qin. Besides, painter, do you remember what you painted yourself?"

The painter shook his head.

Qin Yuelou picked up the scroll on the ground, unfolded it, smoothed it, and handed it to the painter.

On the picture scroll was a monster standing like a wild dog, sucking the brains of the corpse.

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"How... how? How could I draw such a thing?" The painter's hand holding the drawing paper trembled slightly, "Here... Could this be..."

He hesitated and looked anxiously at the house behind him.

"This is your home. Bi Keman is not you, but he is also you. With the development of psychopathology in this era, I can't explain it to you too clearly. You can understand that there is another person in your body that you imagined. This is probably the case." Qin Yuelou said to the painter, and then wiped his sword finger, and wiped a layer of hazy and psychedelic colors in front of the painter.

"This is your dream. In this dream, you will not be disturbed by that imaginary soul, but once you wake up, you will still be disturbed by that soul."

Under that dream, there is another layer of dream. From a corner of the dream, another terrifying dream can be seen.

Under the restoration of the hazy and psychedelic colors, the current dream is still going on as usual.

"Then, painter, do you still remember your name?" Qin Anyi quietly introduced her dream.

If it is said that the dreams of other people disappear with the awakening of the dream, then the dreams of the big dream world developed by the power of the big dream master like Qin Yuelou will last forever, even if Qin Yuelou dies, this dream It will also be preserved, and it will continue to be passed down in other postures in the future.

After entering the Great Dream Realm, the artist gradually returned to a somewhat normal state, instead of the frightened look.

"My name... my name... my name... I forgot." The artist said, "I can't remember at all, I only have the memory of Bi Keman in my mind."

"Then it's not so good. I preconceived that you are the main personality, but in fact you are the split personality." Qin Yuelou scratched his head.

"What is the split personality?" the painter asked strangely.

"Well, let me make a hypothesis, that is, Bi Keman was a normal person at first, but then he became abnormal. You are the differentiated personality of his side that yearns for normality. You have what a normal person should have. Mental state, but you are not the master personality, but this cannot be compared with split personality,

You can understand Bi Keman's situation through Bi Keman's main perspective, but your mental state as a normal person makes you afraid of Bi Keman's actions, so you become a personality that is a little crazy because of fear, you You imagined your own situation, you imagined the communication with Bi Keman, you imagined a lot of things. "

"I... How could I be like this? I obviously have such a clear memory, how could you say that about me?!" The painter looked quite excited.

"There is nothing to worry about whether it is yes or not. I will break away from this dream in a while and kill the ghoul that Bi Keman raised. Oh no, it is a wild dog. If there is something wrong with Bi Keman place, I will kill it too, and at that time, you will perish too,

So you might as well think about it, what should you do. "

"What are you talking about?" the painter asked Qin Yuelou, he still had that disbelieving attitude and appearance.

"Forget it, I can't explain it to you. It's better for me to be straightforward." Qin Yuelou said, and then led out the dream that belonged to the painter, and completely dragged it into his own dream.

"What did you do?" the painter asked Qin Yuelou.

"It's just a way to survive." Qin Yuelou said, and left the dream.

In the IKEA restaurant, Qin Yuelou, who was half asleep and half awake, also returned to a fully awake state, and a dream path appeared in front of him.

The gap and connection between dreams and reality is actually in a very delicate situation. In fact, there is no complete connection between the illusory realm like dreams and reality, but Qin Yuelou's dream path can make dreams The world borders reality for a short time in order to achieve some kind of tampering with reality.

The dream channel is such a product, which can be used for traveling or guiding.

So when Qin Yuelou passed through the dream passage, he came to Bi Keman's mansion.

The crazy painter didn't even notice the unexpected guest, but still painted with his talent and ink wantonly.

Qin Yuelou didn't pay Bi Keman any attention, but walked along the studio to the cellar that Bi Keman had dug out.

The cellar was full of bottles and cans, but there was no smell, and there was nothing there. However, there was a tunnel dug out. Qin Yuelou explored along the tunnel and came to a Yizhuang.

There are many corpses displayed in this Yizhuang. Although they are well preserved, there is an uncontrollable smell of corruption. Although they are corrupt, some corpses still have tooth marks.

Qin Yuelou inspected it, then thought about it, and then suddenly realized.

He returned to Bi Keman again, and stood still in front of Bi Keman.

Bi Keman still didn't notice Qin Yuelou, and then Qin Yuelou waved his hand in front of Bi Keman's eyes, and then Bi Keman, who was painting in a madness, realized it.

"Who are you? Why did you enter my house?" Bi Keman asked Qin Yuelou vigilantly.

"You don't care who I am for now, I just ask you, are you hungry?" Qin Yuelou asked Bi Keman.

"Are you hungry?" Bi Keman frowned and looked at Qin Yuelou.

"What I mean is, if you're hungry, I have something you want to eat here." Qin Yuelou took out a rotten finger while speaking, and pointed at Bi Keman.

Bi Keman's eyes were fixed on the rotten finger, and he ground his teeth involuntarily but unconsciously.

"Will the split personality cause some kind of change in the person itself? In the reality of my previous life, it seems that there was no change in the body due to the split personality.

It's as if a person with a split personality who originally had diabetes can cure diabetes after another personality switch who believes that he does not have diabetes?This is impossible.

I thought you just split one personality, but I didn't know that you actually split another personality.

And once split personality is placed in a world with extraordinary factors, then split personality will have different postures, different situations, and even...

Transform a person completely. "

Qin Yuelou threw the rotten finger in front of Bi Keman.

Bi Keman lowered his head impatiently, and stuffed the rotten finger into his mouth.

"What are you talking about?" Bi Keman didn't seem to realize what he was doing, he spoke inarticulately.

But his body also began to change. Bi Keman gradually stopped talking, but chewed the rotten fingers in his mouth dissatisfied. His cheekbones began to elongate, becoming like ferocious wild dogs, and the ears on both sides elongated and became Spiky, the hair begins to fall out,

The skin gradually becomes rubber-like, with elasticity visible to the naked eye.

Ten fingers and ten toes began to elongate, palms and soles grew again, and the joints of the legs became anti-joints...

He became the wild dog in his painting.

The wild dog, who really looked like a humanoid beast, but possessed a considerable amount of intelligence, leaned forward to attack Qin Yuelou.

Qin Yuelou looked at the wild dog in front of him with his usual expression.

So it can be explained,

Bi Keman was originally a normal person, but at some point he realized that he had turned into a wild dog, that is... a ghoul.

Then his personality split, turning Ye Gouzi into another personality, but the normal person's personality was also affected by Ye Gouzi's personality, so the personality of the painter was split again,

It's just that the personality of the painter also separated out a personality who specifically confided in Bi Keman's abnormality, that is, Lao Ai.

It's just that Qin Yuelou didn't find Lao Ai's personality in Bi Keman's mind, and it must have been swallowed up by Ye Gouzi's personality.

So Bi Keman's "model" is the result of his wild dog side.

Qin Yuelou spit out a thin blue fire wire, burned off the wild dog's limbs, and then packed it and sent it directly to the scientific research space.

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"So you encountered a ghoul?" The researcher asked the cook, "Hey, I didn't say that each of you is really awesome. I just do it in space, and you can give materials everywhere, so it's very convenient. Great."

"It's nothing great, I just think that although the old days didn't invade the body, it constituted a different way of invasion." The cook said, looking at the wild dog who was being dissected and studied.

"Cultural invasion." The researcher said after taking a sip of the fat house happy water.

"Huh? Is this acceptable?" The cook asked the researcher.

"Although literature belongs to the world, art also belongs to the world, blindly absorbing foreign cultures will only subtly change the thinking of people in a certain place, just like the situation we were in in the previous life,