Paintings of Terror

The paintings of the Weird School are deviant and unconventional, and they are not bound by all rules.

After everyone entered the painting, they found themselves in a circular room without doors and windows. The walls and roof were painted with weird wall paint, without any furniture and facilities, except for a box in the center of the room.

Li Yaqing's boyfriend is called Luo Wei, and now that she has joined the painting, there is no need to hide it from him. Qin Ci explained the world and rules of painting to him in a low voice.

Luo Wei's ability to accept is different from that of ordinary people. He listened calmly from beginning to end, and finally asked: "Is everything in the painting unable to be revealed to the real world?"

Qin Ci felt that his mind was spinning quickly, and nodded with admiration and regret in his eyes.

"Whether it's oral or written, can't it?" Luo Wei further confirmed.

"No way." Qin Ci said.

"So, have you tried using the Morse code?" Luo Wei's calm and thinking eyes belonged to a man of science and technology, staring at everyone through the lens.

A group of people seemed to be immobilized by these words, and even forgot to blink their eyelids.

"Damn it..." Wei Dong came back to life first, and stared at Luo Wei dumbfounded, "I haven't tried it! I haven't tried it—maybe it will work!" Then he turned his head to look at Mu Yiran, It seems that only through the certification and affirmation of the boss can the feasibility of this idea be more convincing.

"Even if it is useful, so what?" The boss was more calm and indifferent than Luo Wei, "With the mindset of modern people seeking novelty,"

"And the sand sculpture attribute of not being immortal." Ke Xun interjected.

"...It is hard to guarantee that no one will take the initiative to enter the painting." Mu Yiran said, his eyes suddenly cold, "What's more, it is not impossible to coax old enemies and enemies into the painting. And the most important thing is, we don't know Once the existence of the 'painting' is leaked on a large scale, will it cause the backlash of the force behind the scenes, so we can only adopt a conservative approach at present, while entering the painting, and relying on our own strength to find out the law behind it."

Luo Wei glanced emphatically at Mu Yiran's face, and then said calmly: "It's because I didn't think carefully."

Li Yaqing cried beside her: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I got you into trouble..."

Luo Wei didn't complain, but just patted her on the shoulder: "No need to be sorry, everything has chance and inevitability."

"This young man is nice, it's a pity..." Wei Dong whispered to Ke Xun.

"None of us have any regrets." Ke Xun said.

Wei Dong sighed, walked to the center of the room, walked around the box twice, didn't see anything out of the ordinary, and didn't dare to move the box.

Others are also looking around. This is a closed room with no doors and windows. The roof and walls are painted with a dark blue background, printed with countless golden stars and moon patterns. At first glance, it is full of childishness. A star-shaped golden lamp above the head emits milky yellow light.

The airtight room is easy to cause anxiety, Qi Qiang's temper is already irritable, he searched in the room for a while but couldn't find a way to get out, so he couldn't help but hit the box in the middle of the room.

He wanted to open the lid of the box, but no matter how hard he knocked or lifted it, the lid wouldn't budge.

Wei Dong saw him take some tools out of his pocket and fiddled with the box, he couldn't help elbowing Ke Xun quietly, pouted: "Professional."

"It's a pity that it doesn't work here." Ke Xun glanced at Qi Qiang who was so angry that he failed to open the box.

Unable to leave the closed room for a while, everyone stopped, standing, squatting or sitting quietly waiting.

In view of the fact that it is raining in the world outside the painting and there are few visitors in the art gallery, everyone speculates that it will take a long time to gather the number of people this time.

Ke Xun leaned against the wall next to Mu Yiran's shoulder and waited, the hand hanging by his side hooked his fingers once and for all.

Mu Yiran didn't bother him, let him move his head down, and suddenly got tickled by him, so he put his hand in his trouser pocket.

Ke Xun bent down, squatted beside him, and lowered his head to the ground in a daze.

Mu Yiran lowered his eyelids, and the V-shaped hair tip at the back of the man's neck appeared in his eyes again.The hand in the trouser pocket couldn't help but move his fingers slightly, and finally controlled himself in the trouser pocket.

It took a long time, nearly two hours passed, and no one was "captured" by the painting during this period.

"Could it be that there are not enough thirteen people this time?" Wei Dong gloated that the rules had been broken.

"Check the time on your phone." Zhu Haowen said calmly.

Wei Dong took out his mobile phone, and couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw it: "Why is it still the time when you entered the painting?"

"It means that during this period of time, the time in the painting is static," Zhu Haowen said, "I am afraid that the time here will not pass until all thirteen people are gathered."

"What about the time outside?" Wei Dong hurriedly asked, "No matter how many days we stay in the painting, isn't it still the time of the day we entered the painting outside?"

"Time from the outside world will also pass, but generally it should be limited to the period between the opening of the museum and the closing of the museum on the day of the painting," Zhu Haowen said, "As for how to gather 13 people, that is the person behind the painting. It's over."

Weidong had no choice but to continue to wait quietly with everyone, and after an unknown amount of time, the star-shaped lamp above his head suddenly lit up, making people unable to open their eyes. There are four more people.

Everyone didn't move, they just looked at the four confused people together. They were two men and two women, both in their 30s and [-]s, wearing work uniforms with badges on their chests, and they seemed to be together.

"What's going on?" One of the women with coiled hair looked at the crowd in surprise.

Everyone tacitly said nothing, and threw the work routine of the explanation to Dr. Qin.

Qin Ci took the trouble to explain to these four people, and Wei Dong said to Zhu Haowen on the other side: "Next time, ask Dr. Qin to record a section on his mobile phone, and the newcomer will play the recording directly when he comes in, saving him the trouble of throat."

Zhu Haowen ignored it, and his eyes fell on the box ahead of time. When everyone is here, the plot should start.

The four newcomers obviously did not have such high acceptance as Luo Wei. No matter what Qin Ci explained, the four of them refused to believe it, and quarreled around him. Qin Ci finally didn't want to waste his saliva, shook his head and walked away.

"You guys are talking! What's going on here?!" The woman with curly hair spread a masculine lipstick on her mouth, and stared at the group of strange-looking people standing and squatting in front of her in surprise and anger. A handsome man in a suit and leather shoes stood on the other side, hurriedly stepping on high heels a few steps over.

"Hey, can you tell us what's going on? Who are you? Why did you bring us here?!"

All the old members: ? ? ?

"Let me tell you, our colleagues are all outside, four NO.50 people, just make a phone call, and all of them will come!" The woman with coiled hair seemed to have just remembered that she could make a phone call, and she took it out to dial, but found that there was no signal. .

"Speak up!" The woman got angry, and stretched out her hand to grab the handsome man, but suddenly a big human-shaped dog squatting beside him suddenly said: "Sister, if you have something to say, don't move your hands. How did you come in here?" Have no impression?"

The woman was startled, and hurriedly took a step back to look down, and saw the ugly face of a social youth.

"We're looking at paintings! I came here in the blink of an eye, and I saw you people when I came here. Who would believe that it has nothing to do with you!" The woman glared at him.

"Look, you also said that you came here in the blink of an eye, then you run out in the blink of an eye, who restricted you from blinking?" the social youth said.

"You must be sick!" the woman shouted angrily.

"Then stay away, this disease is contagious." Social youths were not stingy.

"You—" The woman continued to entangle, but was pulled away by the three people who came with her.

At this moment, there was a sudden "snap" sound, and the lid of the box in the middle of the room was lifted off by itself, scaring everyone to freeze their movements, and thirteen eyes with different emotions cast their gazes over at the same time. Seeing that there was no follow-up movement of the box, it just stood there quietly with the lid open, like a monster waiting to devour everyone, with its big black mouth open.

"Who used the remote control to do it?" The woman with the hair thought she was being teased, and looked at everyone angrily.

No one paid attention to her, the old members exchanged glances with each other, Ke Xun got up, walked lightly and cautiously towards the box, stopped at a place where he could see the situation inside the box, stretched his neck and looked in, Then he raised his eyebrows, looked at the old members, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Yiran's face: "A bunch of strange things, none of them are next to each other,"

As he said that, he turned his eyes back to the box for a few more glances, "There are thirteen pieces in total, and there are words written on the inner wall of the box lid - 'Please choose an item according to your personal preference'."

"It seems that this is the rule of this painting." Qin Ci said.

The old members did not say any more, they gathered around the box in a tacit understanding, and were about to take a closer look at the props inside, when they heard Wei Dong say "Hey", but Qi Qiang pushed him away from behind and squeezed into his In the front, it seems that he wants to get ahead of everyone and choose a prop that is more beneficial to him.

Ke Xun squatted beside the box, holding his chin and watching Qi Qiang rummaging through the box with a half-smile.

Wei Dong knows his own son Tie Zi best, he knows that Ke Xun is an outbreak of calf-protecting nature, and he is not happy. He thinks that Qi Qiang has pulled his family's calf. It’s fine if you pick the right props, but if you pick the wrong props, you might get a beating from Ke Er, and then the props will have to be taken away by Ke Er.

It feels good to be cared for.

From the time the two met at the age of three or four, Wei Dong often felt a sense of security like wearing a protective pad.

He couldn't help but look at Mu Yiran in frustration, but he was slightly taken aback, seeing this man standing behind Ke Xun as motionless as a mountain, his face was as condensed and calm as always, but he could feel a kindness from him. This kind of strange aura that has never been seen before, this kind of aura, how should I put it...

Just like every time in the past, when Ke Xun stood behind Weidong, the aura he exuded was exactly the same.

Wei Dong suddenly woke up.

His most iron son, his best brother who deserves to be loved the most, and his patron saint since he was a child, finally one day, he also has his own patron saint and the person who loves him the most.

Wei Dong suddenly felt a little hot in his eye sockets, and turned his head away quickly.Just as he was about to pat his own son Tiezi on the shoulder with comfort, Mu Yi suddenly glanced at him, took two steps forward, and stood beside Ke Xun.

Why, the domineering president is amazing!What a declaration of sovereignty!It's okay if I let you go!Weidong turned his head and decided to hug another single dog, Zhu Haowen, to keep warm.

Mu Yiran stood beside Ke Xun, looked down at him, suddenly withdrew his hand from his trouser pocket, and gently landed on the back of the squatting humanoid dog's neck.

Hmm... Finally, I couldn't hold back, and touched the tip of the fluffy tail.