Paintings of Terror

""Book of Rites" says: A pheasant enters a great water and becomes a mirage, and "Sou Shen Ji" also mentioned: a thousand-year-old pheasant enters the sea and becomes a mirage." Mu Yiran picked up the long feather, "A pheasant lives for a thousand years , it can enter the sea and turn into a mirage. We have all heard the word mirage, and the ancients have different explanations for the word "mirage".

"The "Shan Hai Jing Zhu" interprets mirages as mussels, and "Materia Medica" interprets mirages as Jiaos. It is said that its shape is also big like a snake, with horns like a dragon, red mane, scales below the waist, and eating swallows .It can be breathed into the shape of towers and city walls, and it can see the rain. It is called a mirage, and it is also called a sea city'.

"The ancients believed that mirages were transformed by the exhalation of mirages, and the phantoms that appeared in the misty clouds were considered to be the abode of gods, so it led to the historical event that Qin Shihuang sent people out to sea to search for immortal medicines.

"So from this point of view, everything we have experienced can be traced. The ship we were on was sent by the Emperor Qin to seek immortality overseas. When sailing on the sea, we encountered the optical phenomenon of mirage. However, in the ancient ——In other words, in the painter's cognition, the mirage is transformed from mirage, and the world in the painting is created according to the painter's will and cognition, so what we encounter will not be ordinary optics Phenomena, but phantoms transformed by mirages.

"The phantom we experience every night should be the so-called mirage. The thousand-year-old pheasant enters the sea as a mirage. It is a mirage in the sea, so on land or on the deck, the image it presents is a pheasant.

"In the story of Niu Zhu burning the rhinoceros, the monsters in the sea are invisible to the naked eye. Although they can be seen after burning the rhinoceros, the monsters will be thrown out of the sea in an attempt to destroy the rhinoceros.

"Rhino burning is an act of destroying the 'difference between yin and yang', and will be punished by gods and monsters, just like Wen Qiao in the story, so every night we burn rhinoceros, at least one person will die.

"If the rhinoceros were not burned, maybe someone would die from the illusion created by the mirage, and maybe it wouldn't cause someone to die that night, but we will not escape the voting the next day, and we may not be able to find the signature.

"So, for now, we still need to light the rhino horns tonight to find the signature, but I think this may not be a dead end. Judging from Fang Fei's ability to shoot one of the pheasant's tail feathers, I guess, Pheasants can be killed..."

"I'll burn the rhinoceros tonight." Ke Xun said suddenly, looking at Mu Yiran calmly, "I'll kill."

"Don't be impulsive!" Wei Dong next to him was anxious first, "Regardless of whether the pheasant can be killed or not, none of the people who ignited the rhino horn survived! Who can guarantee that killing the pheasant will not die? Wan As long as the rhino horn is set on fire, you will die? ——Boss, please persuade him!"

Mu Yiran looked at Ke Xun, raised his hand to caress his head, and said, "I'll be with you tonight."

Weidong: "...Is it love that makes people blind?!"

"To be on the safe side, we can still use our mobile phones to ignite rhino horns," Mu Yiran said, "You guys had better be mentally prepared in advance, because we can't be sure what the consequences will be after shooting a pheasant, my suggestion It is best for everyone to stay together and move to the deck. Illusion can blur the distance of space. There is actually no difference between staying in the house and staying on the deck. It does not make us safer, but Ke Xun and I will try Shoot the pheasant on the deck, if the signature can be found at that time, if everyone stays on the deck, they can leave the painting in time."

Everyone nodded when they heard the words.

"Is it really useful to shoot that thing to death?" Luo Kuo looked at the boundless sea, "What if it turns into a big clam that can't be pierced by an arrow?"

"As for the question of what the body of the mirage is," Mu Yiran said, "I am more inclined to say that it is a jiao. Even in the Journey to the West that we are familiar with, there is such a passage in which Monkey King once said to Tang Seng, There are many monsters and demons on the Western Road, who are good at enlightening the villas. Regardless of the buildings, buildings, pavilions and pavilions, they can all be used to deceive people. "Nine kinds of dragons", there is a kind of mirage in it. The mirage emits light, Just like pavilions and shallow ponds—here it is also believed that mirages belong to the genus Jiao.

"Before we said that Qin Huang shot and killed the giant shark, which started Xu Fu's second journey to the east. Shao Ling also mentioned that in "Historical Records Qin Shihuang Benji", Qin Huangmeng and Sea God Fighting, the dream interpretation is: kill the evil gods like Yulong, and you can see the true god.

"Therefore, the mirage in this painting is most likely in the form of a dragon, and it is imperative to shoot it to find a breakthrough."

After these words, there was no objection from the crowd, and there was nothing to do for a while, so they each found a place to rest and catch up on sleep.

Mu Yiran went to the kitchen to boil some hot water for Ke Xun to drink, then found a separate room, let him lie on the couch, and sat beside him and patted his back gently until he watched his sinking go to sleep.

Ke Xun fell asleep until mid-afternoon. When he opened his eyes, Mu Yiran was not in the house. He opened the door and went out to the middle hall. Seeing everyone gathered there, Wei Dong first said to him: "There is food left in the kitchen for you." Well, let’s eat before coming here, we don’t have anything important to do here anyway…”

"Who cooked the food?" Ke Xun asked, his voice still hoarse.

"Let's join together." Wei Dong's expression was indescribable, a group of old men who didn't know how to cook got together, you added a handful of firewood, I threw a vegetable, anyway, they made a meal in a hurry , but that smells a bit...

Ke Xun went to the kitchen, and saw half-warm porridge left in the cooking pot, which was full of rotten meat and vegetables, which made people lose their appetite.

But Ke Xun didn't choose, he filled his stomach with food, and then returned to the central hall.

Everyone really had nothing to do, Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen were flipping through the bamboo slips they found from the captain’s cabin, Wei Dong and Luo Yu sat in a daze, Mu Yiran and Shao Ling were discussing other possibilities for where the signature was.

Ke Xun took the bow and arrow, and returned to the deck, ready to practice more, so Mu Yiran also took the bow and arrow, and followed to the deck.

The two of them practiced until it was getting dark, and they set up a mechanism to ignite the rhino horns with their mobile phones. Everyone came to the deck together. In order to prevent accidental injury to teammates when shooting arrows in the dark, Mu Yiran and Ke Xun stood by the boat. The head position, and everyone else stayed at the stern.

The rest of the time is just waiting.

As night fell, the fog on the sea became thicker and thicker. With the last gleam of light, Mu Yiran turned his head to look at Ke Xun.

Ke Xun's expression was unusually calm, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations on his face, whether it was joy, anger, sorrow, joy, nervousness or fear.

"Ke Xun," Mu Yiran called him in a low voice, "I hope you still remember that we are going to make a painting together."

Ke Xun turned his face, and the last faint light of the sky disappeared from each other's eyes. In the darkness, Mu Yiran heard Ke Xun's voice with a slight smile: "Of course I remember, of course. I will never do it again." To leave the one I love most lonely and sad."

Instead of shaking each other's hands, the two turned their backs to each other, holding the bows and arrows in their hands tightly.

Since we want to make a painting together, we have to work hard together, tonight, to break through the gate of hell.

After an unknown amount of time passed in the darkness, the pre-set mechanism was activated, detonating the battery of the mobile phone, and the fire ignited the rhino horn, and a bright light lit up in the rhino horn.

Ke Xun calmed down, and steadily raised the bow and arrow in his hand.

Although the rhino horn's light was bright, the range it could illuminate was limited. Ke Xun stood beside the rhino horn, looking around vigilantly, waiting for the pheasant to appear.

In the dark, the sea waves are surging, and under the shroud of dense fog, the sound is dull and stagnant. However, if you listen carefully, under the dull and thick sound of the sea waves, it seems that there are many small and strange voices buzzing eagerly.

These voices are dense, crowded, broken and shrill, and it sounds like a blunt file is being used to scrape bones, and it makes one's scalp explode.

This large group of unbearably unpleasant sounds seems to be piled up in the depths of the sea, but it seems to be slowly churning from the depths towards the surface of the sea.

This group of voices was getting closer and closer to the sea surface, getting noisier and more dense, until suddenly it seemed to break through the barrier of the sea water, the whole volume burst out instantly, and exploded on the sea surface, piercing the ear-piercing sound. The ear drum pierces straight into the brain, almost cutting off all the nerves of the person.

Ke Xun gritted his teeth, did not cover his ears to block the nerve-wrecking sound, but held the bow in his hand firmly, motionless on the spot.

This group of sharp and treacherous voices resounded almost throughout the vast sea, and seemed to be refracted by the water waves, making the volume infinitely amplified.

This unbearable sound seemed to have no end and no end, continuously stimulating the eardrums and brain nerves.I don't know how much time has passed like this. If it were someone else, he might have collapsed a long time ago, but Ke Xun was still holding the bow and arrow in his hand tightly, motionless.

Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly, and there was an empty silence between the sky and the sea in an instant, and after a long period of noise stimulation, this silence seemed unusually abrupt and made people feel tight in the chest.

The sound of the thick and thick sea waves wriggling slowly made the stuffy air more like a pile of boulders pressing on the chest, making every breath exhausting.

This painful and uncontrollable feeling has gone through a long period of time. Just when the breastbone seemed to be crushed by this dullness, suddenly a familiar "creaking" sound was heard from the end of the deck.

Ke Xun stared at the direction where the sound came from, and there was a darkness deeper than the night.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

The voice was unhurried, with a sense of superiority as the power at the top of the chain of life and death, and a contemptuous mockery that could play and control life at will, and walked towards the burning rhino horn carelessly.

Creaking, bit by bit, getting closer.

At the edge of the range illuminated by the burning light of the rhinoceros horn, a sharp bird claw quietly protruded from the darkness, falling in the ambiguous light and shadow.

Ke Xun held his breath and stared at it without blinking.

This paw landed at the intersection of darkness and light, and did not move for a long time, as if it was waiting for the nerves of the person who was afraid of it to snap first, and it seemed to be waiting for the person to relax after a long period of high tension.

Finally, it seemed that the time had come, and slowly, it poked its head out from the thick and dead darkness.

The brightly colored bird-headed ghost generally appeared in the flickering light of the burning rhinoceros horn, with its head slightly tilted, revealing a long and narrow eye with a strange smile.

Are you laughing at fragile human beings, or are you proud of your masterpiece?

Suddenly, a scoff sounded in the light of the rhinoceros horn, and accompanied by the scoff, a sharp arrow flew out of the light, piercing through the bird's head in an instant, it was both ruthless and accurate.

The shrill scream exploded in the interlacing of light and darkness, fog and shadow. Ke Xun walked out of the light and shadow with a bow in his hand. The words are authentic: "I said, I will definitely kill you."