Yunyi Zhehuan

She had fantasized countless times that someone could take her to escape this miserable and humble life.Therefore, when the boy with the backpack stood against the light in the narrow and dark store, it gave her the illusion that her dream had come true.

However, Ding Lin who returned to reality didn't even have the courage to look directly into his eyes.After waving away those unrealistic pink bubbles, she secretly decided: Since you are so obedient and delivered to your door obediently, don't be hypocritical anymore!So he didn't hesitate anymore, took him to the backyard, and handed him the mask soaked in ecstasy ether.

The dose of the drug was so high that Yun Jiyang passed out the moment he smelled it.Ding Lin picked up his limp body in time, and with all her strength, got the boy who was more than ten centimeters taller than her into the basement in the yard.

The basement is dark, and as soon as you enter, you can only see the general shape of some tables and cabinets. The only light source is a beam of natural light from the skylight, which is shining on a blood-stained wooden table. Bloody boning knives, long sharpening sticks, meat hooks, large iron tongs, axes... a bunch of greasy and sharp slaughtering tools.

An animal carcass hangs above the long table, and the pale light brushes the dry hair on its back. It is a dead dog, and its stiff body is stained with dried blood.

Ding Lin dragged Ji Yang to the meat table facing a curtain, and let his upper body lean on the table frame, with one leg crossed and the other half bent, as if he was sitting on the ground and fell asleep unintentionally. up.The light coming in from the skylight obliquely hits his side face, the eyelashes are dragged long by the shadow, and fall on the pale cheek, revealing the beauty of weakness, the other half of the face is hidden in the dove gray shadow, showing the outline even more exquisite.She tied Ji Yang's hands with a hemp rope, and made a virtual circle around his neck, dragged the other end of the rope to the beam where the dog was hanging, and tied a knot to fix it.

After that, she frowned and thought about Ji Yang's posture for a while, then took out a little black dog whose mouth and limbs were tightly bound from the cage in the corner, and put it on his crossed leg.

The puppy was trembling all over because it was too frightened, staring at her with red eyes as if pleading.

Ding Lin patted its head, "Don't move, I won't kill you—no one wants to kill you poor little people." After she finished speaking, she took a few steps back, stretched her hand out of the viewfinder frame, and considered the structure again.

After everything was arranged properly, Ding Lin turned around and opened the curtain, revealing an easel supported inside, beside which there were all kinds of paper and pens, as well as paint buckets, palettes, scrapers, watering cans and other painting utensils.She went in and turned on an incandescent lamp mounted in the corner of the wall and roof, compensating slightly for the brightness of the front of the set without affecting the quality of the natural light.

Looking at a ray of decadent sunshine falling on the young man through the naked death, it is very similar to her life - is she captured in a beautiful dream and does not want to wake up, or is she living in darkness and ugliness?

"We all close our eyes in the midst of dying, pity others but don't know pity ourselves."

She sat down in front of the easel with a sneer, and quickly wrote down the brush, quickly smearing and scratching on the completed background.The light in the basement will change over time, and the weather may be the same tomorrow, but the most important model will not give her a chance to do it again.

It is simply impossible to complete a work that others may not be able to complete in a month in only one afternoon, but for a true copying genius, the time is enough.

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Yun Jiyang never thought that he would be put down by a little girl, and when he woke up, even though his body was still in a state of uncontrollable limpness, he didn't panic, he just asked in confusion: "Why are you tying me up? "

In fact, he cared more about another thing: during the period of becoming a human, he absorbed a lot of white thought power, and his physical fitness was not as strong as when he was a fox, and a little drug made him fall.It may also be that there is a problem with his self-created cultivation method.

At this time, Ding Lin's entire painting had begun to take shape. She put down her pen with some annoyance, and said impatiently, "Didn't you say you want to help me? I need a model."

Then she walked up to Yun Jiyang and asked condescendingly, "Can I move now?"

"Uh——" Yun Jiyang immediately raised his vigilance when he heard the whimpering sound of an animal, "Why didn't you just say it?"

She didn't answer, but walked over to the opposite corner over the person sitting on the ground, found out the bottle containing the drug, poured a little on the mask, put the bottle aside after using it, and went straight to cover his mouth Nose, watching him close his eyes again.

As a meticulous copyist, Ding Lin did not miss the surprise that flashed across his face.Thinking that if he could move, he would see more, such as white bones with meat residue in the corner, piled up animal carcasses, and a large basin of solidified blood clots, so it was useless to talk, and it was better to continue to sleep without knowing anything.

"I'm definitely going to be hated by you. But just think about it, when I become a well-known painter...by then, there will be no smell of copper or blood, only the fragrance of turpentine. Even you need to look up to me, right? "

"Stop daydreaming." The sleeping man suddenly broke free from the restraints on his hands, tore off the hemp rope stuck around his neck and threw it aside.He held the dog in one hand and stood up while leaning on the table. "You are illegally detained. As long as I call the police, you will have nothing in the future."

"You lied to me!" The instigator's question at this moment seemed naive and ridiculous.

"Why don't you take the drug again and die from overdose?" Yun Jiyang didn't bother to talk to her any more, and looked around, a little disgusted and even surprised that a girl could stay in such a place without changing her face and painting, "This is a slaughterhouse ?”

There are countless dark thoughts floating in the entire basement, which should be emitted by the slaughtered animals before they die. Maybe they are not smart enough to react until they die. The thing to be afraid of is those knives, sticks, ropes or the operator, but They will still release the thoughts of extreme fear before they die, and these thoughts have no specific targets to find but cannot return to the dead subject, so they will float and wander in the room, wandering around.

Ding Lin didn't answer him, but said to herself: "You are a child who is so pampered that you don't know how to suffer, but you can stand and talk without back pain. I don't want to stay in such an environment, but my parents rely on this to maintain To make a living for me to go to school... Forget it, why tell you so much? Anyway, you didn’t suffer any losses. At worst, if this painting sells for a good price, I will give you half of it. Don’t worry, there are at least a few thousand yuan. "

Yun Jiyang looked at her coldly, feeling uncomfortable, "I don't want this money, I refuse to be a model for this kind of violent aesthetics."

"Then call the police. Anyway, I'd rather be famous than live in such a humble way."

Seeing her so stubborn, Yun Jiyang was speechless for a moment.

When the two were at a stalemate, suddenly there was a crackling sound, and the basement was suddenly plunged into darkness.

I thought it was just an ordinary distribution box short-circuit tripping, but with the sound of glass cracking, a ball of fire rose up, and the burning and pungent smell erupted and spread along with the fire.

"It's a drugged chemical explosion." Ding Lin, who was a little further away, realized that the first thing she did was to dismantle the easel.Yun Jiyang hurriedly covered his nose with one hand, hugged the puppy with the other, and looked for the exit.

At this moment, the power distribution box that had just short-circuited was engulfed by the fireball, and the aging wires burst into flames in the blink of an eye, and black smoke mixed with a burnt smell quickly spread in the room.

Taking advantage of the firelight, Yun Jiyang rushed to the stairs leading to the ground.

The entrance to the basement is a sliding iron door parallel to the ground. Due to thermal expansion and contraction, the track has been deformed to the point that it cannot be pushed open. Yun Jiyang had to put down the dog and put a small bench on his shoulders to bump into it. The door, however, has limited leverage when bumping upwards from the stairs. Although the iron door was deformed by the impact, it was still firmly biting and not damaged.

"Put down your things, come and knock on the door together!" Yun Jiyang yelled at Ding Lin, really annoyed, the girls here are really troublesome.

Ding Lin has already put the undried paintings into the painting box made of folded easels.She bent over to protect the box in her arms and ran over, and bumped into Ji Yang a few times.What's worse is that the door was arched outwards, but it still didn't open, and the deformed place was even more stressed, no matter how hard the two tried, they couldn't collide any more.

At this time, Ding Lin was still thinking about her painting, instead of covering her mouth and nose with her hands, she tried her best to push the painting box out of the crack.

"We can't get out." There was a trace of relief on her face covered with black ash, "However, my painting is out. It's no big deal to die."

"It's no big deal, I still have a lot of things to do—cough cough" Yun Jiyang still didn't give up and shouted "Help" intermittently from the gap.

As for Ding Lin, she seemed to be indifferent to life and death, "Stop screaming, the roof of the patio is sealed with foam for sound insulation." After she finished speaking, she ran to the bottom flight of stairs and searched silently. He squatted in a clean corner covering his mouth, it didn't matter whether he choked to death or was burned alive.

It may be that the poison of the drug was still left in his body. After shouting a few times, Yun Jiyang was so weak that he could only curl up and hug the fainted puppy tightly, panting heavily.

In such a situation, is Ji Yang or himself doomed?

The author has something to say:

Confused drug: colorless, clear, easy-flowing liquid; with special odor, strong taste, slightly sweet; extremely volatile and flammable, and can explode when steam is mixed with air.It is an inhaled general anesthetic.It has the characteristics of flammable and explosive danger and air pollution.Some people use this kind of medicine to illegally steal cats and dogs, slaughter and sell them.