Paintings of Terror

"Judging from the confirmed cartoons and the corresponding props obtained, the props obtained by those who correspond to the paper-cut cartoons are the most important symbols in the film." Luo Wei pointed to himself The red round stone in his hand and Qin Ci's fishing rod, and then continued.

"People who correspond to ordinary style cartoons are divided into three categories. One category of people get body organs, such as cat ears, rabbit ears and dragon horns. People who hold such props are themselves the characters in this cartoon. , animal characters with these organs,

"The second type of people get objects related to the body, such as cat whiskers, such as clothes. The person holding such props is not the main character in the cartoon it corresponds to, but it is related to the cartoon. A character in which the main character has an important relationship.

"For example, Mr. Zhu is the mouse among the good cats. For example, Mr. Ge, although I don't know which role he plays in the Black Cat Sheriff, but I think he must not be a secondary role, but has an important relationship with the Black Cat Sheriff. Intersecting roles.

"The third category is people who got certain items and props. For example, Yaqing got a chiseled flower copper pot, and this Mr. Zhang Lifeng got two longan cores, and now they are the only two who can't be sure what they correspond to. Which cartoon.

"But if we look at the role of the props held by the first two types of people in the cartoon, can we think that these two props play a vital role in the main plot of the corresponding cartoons? , or have a close relationship with the main characters, or these two props definitely do not exist only as backgrounds in cartoons, but are very existential things.

"If this is the premise, if we look for these listed cartoons, will we be able to narrow down the range of choices? I wonder if Mr. Mu agrees with my speculation?"

There was a rare hint of appreciation in Mu Yiran's eyes, but his voice was as cold as ever: "I agree with your point of view."

"As expected of a male student of science and engineering, meow," Ke Xun flicked his tail, and rolled up Mu Yiran's trouser legs intentionally or unintentionally, "The ability to analyze and generalize problems is not a cover, according to your guess, we can try to use the method of elimination to get rid of it. The cartoons that obviously do not meet the requirements will be removed, and the rest will be discussed."

"You better hurry up, time waits for no one." Zhu Haowen reminded lightly from the side.

After Qin Ci wrote down the title of his corresponding cartoon on the paper in the box, he rushed over with Ke Xun to help Li Yaqing and Zhang Lifeng research their corresponding cartoon.

Since the attribute points of the two longan cores of Zhang Lifeng's props are more vague, let's start with the relatively easier props in Li Yaqing's hands.

Ke Xun and Qin Ci first selected all the cartoons with ancient backgrounds, then crossed out the cartoons that were sure not to contain such things as chiseled flower pots, and then carefully recalled the plot step by step in the remaining cartoon titles.

Time is running out. According to the past practice, at [-] o'clock at night, all those who enter the painting can no longer leave the area limited by the painting. Once they leave the area or fail to return to the area, they will all die or be randomly selected to die.

And at twelve o'clock at night, it is usually the time when the official death rules start.

Now there is not much time until midnight, everyone is very nervous, everyone's eyes are focused on the faces of Ke Xun and Qin Ci who are concentrating on thinking without distraction, as if these two people are engaged in a battle to rescue others surgery.

"I think it should be this cartoon, meow," Ke Xun raised his head and pointed to a line of words on the paper to show Luo Wei and Li Yaqing, ""The Book of Heaven" is more likely than other cartoons Meow."

"Is there a copper pot with chiseled flowers in "Tian Shu Qi Tan"?" Wei Dong recalled vigorously.

Most of the other people present also made the same expressions of being lost in memory. This cartoon is so classic that many people have watched it before.

"There's a cornucopia inside, meow," Ke Xun reminded everyone, "Meow's deepest impression is that the county magistrate's father fell into the basin, and a bunch of old men jumped out, shouting that I am his father, I am his father, then This plot made Meow laugh to death."

"Just write this." Luo Wei said to his girlfriend.

Li Yaqing was at a loss, she did what her boyfriend said, and wrote down the words "Tian Shu Qi Tan" on the paper with trembling hands.

The next step is to help Zhang Lifeng screen cartoons, but the properties of these two longan cores are too vague. Even with Luo Wei's method and elimination method, it is still impossible to delineate the scope.

Time passed minute by minute, and seeing that it was only 3 minutes before midnight, Qin Ci shook his head lightly, as if announcing that the rescue was invalid.

On the verge of collapse, Zhang Lifeng pushed away the crowd surrounding him, rushed to the box, and scribbled a name on the paper: "Nine-Colored Deer".

"Why did you write this name?" Ke Xun looked at him.

Zhang Lifeng wiped his face and said with a wry smile: "This is one of the few old domestic cartoons I watched when I was a child. I can hardly remember what the story is about. I just remember that there is a head in it that seems to satisfy people Deer of wish, I hope this deer can bring me some good luck..."

Ke Xun didn't say anything more. He really didn't think that the two longan cores belonged to the cartoon Nine Color Deer, but the name had already been written on the paper, so it was useless to say anything now.

The time on the phone finally jumped to 12:00.

Everyone stood in front of the door corresponding to them, straining all their nerves, waiting for the imminent moment of death.

Ke Xun held Mu Yiran's hand tightly, and his mood was calmer than ever.

To live together, to die together, since this belief was implanted in his heart, he no longer has anything to fear.

The pattern of yellow stars and moons printed on the dark blue background on the wall suddenly began to flicker, and the pattern became hazy and distorted, as if a blurred dream had suddenly opened.

In the dream, the stars and the moon lost their warm colors and lovely shapes, and gradually turned into faces of adults. These faces have different expressions, including anger, sadness, despair, numbness, greed, and treachery. Some are lustful, some are sinister, some are cruel, some are vicious, some are ferocious, some are hostile, some are gloating, some are servile, some are double-faced, some are sneering, some are fake smiles, some are superficial smiles...

Every complex emotion that a human being can have is unabashedly displayed on these faces.

Li Yaqing screamed in fright and buried her head in Luo Wei's arms. Wei Miao squatted down and hugged her head tremblingly, not daring to look up.

The men also looked at these faces on the wall in shock. Although these faces do not move, although they are only fixed on the wall like the patterns of murals, although they all come from the most real expressions of real people, it is because This is true, but it is frightening to see.

Perhaps, no one has realized that it is so terrifying to present the negative emotions of human beings in such a straightforward way.

Humans are horrible.

No, or should I say, my lord, it is terrible.

When all the patterns of stars and moons turned into human faces, there was a burst of childish and playful music from the box in the middle of the room, like the opening theme of a cartoon.

And amidst the lively and melodious music, Zhang Lifeng uttered an incomparably shrill scream, and everyone hurriedly followed the sound, only to see that Zhang Lifeng was melting.

Yes, melt.

His skin was slowly melting like a liquid, flowing down his torso to the ground, his facial features became distorted and gradually blurred, only one mouth barely left a black hole, and continued to let out a miserable scream.

And when the skin melted, his flesh and bones melted next. The bright red thick blood, like wax oil dripping from a candle, slipped down from his torso layer by layer, staining the floor under his feet red. , and rapidly spread to the surrounding area.

Li Yaqing and Wei Miao went crazy with fright, screaming, howling, and crawling to avoid far away, Wei Dong and Luo Wei also turned pale, Ge Lei froze on the spot, his body like As if being possessed, he couldn't move at all, watching Zhang Lifeng's blood soak the soles of his feet and the upper of his shoes.

Zhang Lifeng's screams gradually disappeared, and his body had already melted to the point where he couldn't see a human shape, like an ice cream that had been sunburned and lost its shape.

A man of flesh and blood melted away in front of everyone's eyes. The glaring red blood covered most of the room, and there was not a single hair, tooth, or even nail left.

Wei Dong vomited at the corner of the wall, and the two girls fainted from fright. Luo Wei tried his best to bite his lip, fearing that one of them would vomit out too.

Even though Qin Ci was a doctor, he turned his head away because he was used to seeing patients who died in various ways.

Ke Xun lowered his head and rested his forehead on Mu Yiran's shoulder. Zhu Haowen next to him was probably the most calm among them, because he was colorblind now, and Zhang Lifeng's blood was just gray in his eyes.

Everyone was shocked by the tragedy of Zhang Lifeng's death, when they suddenly heard a "choke", followed by "boom, tom", small and large, two sounds, as if something fell to the ground one after another.

Mu Yiran, Ke Xun, Zhu Haowen, and Qin Ci, who were able to maintain their composure, immediately followed the prestige, but they saw Qi Qiang, whose head was in a different place, where the sound came from.

His prop sword fell next to his body, but his head still rolled for a while after falling to the ground, and a thick bloodstain was drawn on the floor at the broken neck.

On the walls and floors around Qi Qiang's corpse, the blood that soared from the aorta in the neck was sprayed everywhere, coupled with the large pool of blood that Zhang Lifeng melted and left on the ground, this room was originally full of dreamlike childlike fun. In an instant, the room turned into a purgatory on earth.

Several people did not make a sound for a long time, nor did they make any movements, and the room fell into a dead silence.

Although they were psychologically prepared to face death, the way these two died was still so sudden and cruel that it was difficult for everyone to accept and regain the ability to think calmly.

What's more, the death period has just begun, and no one knows if there will be a third person who will die in front of everyone in a bizarre way that night.

The room fell into an atmosphere of fear, tension, and total collapse. Everyone was tensing up all their nerves, waiting helplessly for death to come again.