Paintings of Terror

Urging to build, this word made Luo Wei tremble unconsciously.

There must be a mastermind behind the incident in the painting, maybe a certain person, maybe a certain organization, maybe some kind of mysterious power.If the mastermind behind the scenes can control the will of individuals or even collectives in reality, then this force is simply inestimably powerful.

Shao Ling seemed to read Luo Kuo's thoughts: "If the other party really had such powerful power, they wouldn't try their best to get people into the painting. I think there must be great limitations in the display of this kind of power."

Qin Ci nodded slightly. Regarding these speculations, several old members had talked about them before, but every time they talked about the stage of entering the painting, they couldn't continue to expand.

"So, the geographical location of these art museums is very important, but it's hard to say what the meaning behind it is." Qin Ci said.

"How many paintings have you experienced in total?" Luo Kuo had already put away the polar white motion sensor car, folded it up and lifted it up, it looked very light.

Wei Dong: "Ke Er and I already have 9 pictures, Haowen'er has two pictures less than us, Boss Mu and Brother Qin have two more pictures than us."

"That is to say, my brother-in-law and Brother Qin have already passed 12 paintings, are they going to pass the level soon?" Luo Yu rubbed his chin. He didn't wear a fancy watch on his wrist today, but a sports Casio , "I think that Huatui seems to like the number 13 very much, and chooses 13 people every time. Does that mean there are also 13 paintings in total?"

Zhu Haowen: "9+2=11."

"Oh... That means my brother-in-law and Brother Qin have already passed 11 paintings, which is quite a lot, and we will pass the level soon." Luo Xie didn't talk too much about his arithmetic, and immediately got back to the topic.

Qin Ci nodded slightly: "As for the final number of 13, we have made such a guess before."

"If there are really 13 paintings in total, will the game be completely over after brother-in-law and Brother Qin pass 13 paintings?" Luo Kuo asked innocently. ——After it is completely over, can everyone celebrate the victory together...

Wei Dong patted him on the shoulder: "I'm just afraid, after they pass 13 paintings, they are the only ones who end up, and we can only rely on ourselves in the future, whoever clears 13 paintings will be free. "

"..." Luo Kuo looked at Mu Yiran who existed like a god in his heart, "Brother-in-law and the others can't ignore us, brother."

Ke Xun said earnestly in his brother's tone: "I'm afraid that after thirteen paintings, these successful people will completely forget about entering the painting. If you want to discuss something with someone, the bodyguards around him will first You stopped it."

Mu Yiran tilted his head to look at Ke Xun, but he didn't expect this guy to have made such an assumption in his heart.

Ke Xun also looked at Mu Yiran: "It's not impossible, after Luo Wei went out, he didn't know us at all."

Several old members invariably recalled the scene from the eighth painting, the lonely figure of Rovina leaving alone, when everyone tried to approach him to talk to him, his dazed and bewildered expression was completely in the face of Stranger's expression.

Everyone did not continue to bother him, and only after he really "leaved" did they go to express their condolences as a former friend, and took the initiative to undertake all funeral arrangements and care for Luo Wei's mother.

Mu Yiran squinted his eyes, he would never allow such an embarrassing vicious event of "amnesia" to happen between himself and Ke Xun, this kind of thing will never happen.

A dull bell rang suddenly, and everyone unconsciously looked towards the source of the sound. It turned out that it was the bell tower above the art museum.

"This old railway station has a history of at least a hundred years. The clock tower looks like it was built before liberation." Wei Dong looked up at the clock tower building above the art museum.

Luo Kuo's focus is not here: "At this time in three days, we will be in the painting..."

Everyone heard this sentence, but they didn't know how to answer it, so they all chose to remain silent.

……

Three days later, everyone came to the Jiuzhan Art Museum together again. Luo Kuo felt the stinginess and cunning of time, as if the time outside the painting was infinitely shortened, while the time inside the painting was infinitely extended.

Of course, this is just my own psychological illusion, a time psychological barrier that is difficult to overcome.

Luo Xie is still carrying his beloved polar white somatosensory car. After being folded, the car is more like a bag with a strange shape. The gatekeeper does not respond to this, as long as he passes the screening of the luggage channel and has a ticket in his hand Yes, all will be allowed.

"Luoba, are you planning to enter the painting on a motion sensor car?" Wei Dong asked.

"Ride on? Don't say that about my heart." Luo Kuo was hugging his somatosensory car at this time.

Weidong felt that his steps were a bit heavy, and he would have this reaction every time he stepped into the art museum, and even felt chest tightness and nausea, which was an innate sense of resistance.

Wei Dong didn't want to show his timidity in front of the newcomers and add undue panic to them, so he smiled and said, "Your heart, I don't know if you think the same heart as I do."

Luo Kuo nodded seriously: "Jieyi is at home, and I brought Xinchun out today. I bought it newly, and it is very light to use."

"Do you still lack a servant who specializes in taking care of the somatosensory car?"

"I've just started using them, there are only two in total, and I don't need a dedicated caregiver for the time being."

"Oh, I thought there was still Teacher Cang in the warehouse."

"Teacher Cang, that's a senior from the last century..."

"It turns out that this kind of topic can also create a generation gap."

There seemed to be no one in the art gallery, only 8 members walked in it, and only Wei Dong and Luo Wei were talking.

Luo Kuo lowered his voice and said, "I'm still counting on Xinchun to make great contributions to us. After all, it is also a means of transportation. Maybe it can turn into a bicycle or a carriage..."

Everyone didn't take Luo Kuo's words seriously at first, but when they heard this sentence, they thought that this young man had his own ideas. If the motion sensor car could be brought into the painting, it might really play a role.

Ke Xun patted Luo Kuo's shoulder, only to realize that the other party was trembling slightly.In front of you is the fourth exhibition hall that everyone is going to enter.

In the past three days, everyone has stepped here and looked at every painting carefully, hoping to be of some help to the painting.

The advantage of this old museum is that the works on display have not changed for 800 years, and there should be no temporary changes.

The fourth exhibition hall has a large area, and there are more than 200 works on display. Almost every painting has a different author. For this purpose, Mu Yiran specifically checked the list of painters in the industry, and only found the names of 5 painters. Names, and the rest are all unknown authors.

Despite this, everyone still took pictures of all the paintings in this exhibition hall with their mobile phones, looked through them one by one and studied them one by one, and discussed them when they encountered something they couldn't understand.

Mu Yiran also tried to find all the information that could be referred to, and summarized it into a unified text and picture material and distributed it to everyone. Everyone read it carefully many times. Everyone felt like they were studying hard before the college entrance examination.

At this moment, when everyone walked into the familiar exhibition hall, Luo He still walked towards a large sunset picture without confidence: "The black eyes in the sun refer to sunspots? Another meaning is that this is the painter's sunspot." Paintings for blind children? Another meaning is..."

Ke Xun stood beside Luo Kuo side by side: "Don't be nervous, you're not going in alone."

"Yeah, there's my brother-in-law too," Luo Wei looked at Ke Xun, "Brother, you don't remember much, do you..."

"..."

There are voices at the end of the exhibition hall. Could it be that there are other visitors already here?Several members walked inside, only to find five or six people standing by the gate inside the exhibition hall talking.

For the convenience of visitors, the exhibition hall usually has two doors open, but the other door of this exhibition hall is closed. Everyone thought it was because there were too few visitors in the exhibition hall, so there was no need to open all the doors.

"We came to City A to collect scenery. We will take the train back tomorrow. Please be flexible and let us have a look at the photography works in the exhibition hall next door." It was a young woman carrying a camera bag who spoke.

Several other young people with camera bags also begged one after another, and the staff surrounded by them were finally persuaded, picked up the key and opened the door: "Well, this is not an example, this exhibition hall is supposed to be the next one. It’s only open in the next month, so don’t mention it, or the leader will blame me.”

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!" Several young people said words of gratitude one after another.

Seeing this situation, several old members were a little dazed.

"Wait, does the exhibition hall next door still belong to the fourth exhibition hall?" Ke Xun asked.

The staff nodded: "It is also part of the fourth exhibition hall, but it is temporarily separated."

"……Okay, thank you."

Everyone didn't expect that there would be such a trick, and all the homework everyone had done before was for nothing.

"The next door is full of photographic works, and it has nothing to do with painting." Fang Fei, who hadn't said a word for a long time, said suddenly.

Several old members stood by the door, and no one stepped into the next exhibition hall.

"Do you want to go in and take a look? It will be open for a short while, at most an hour, if you want to see it, hurry up." The staff stood by the door with the key.

"We're here to look at the paintings, not the photos," Wei Dong said.

"Anyway, they're just like black and white photos. I don't understand. There seems to be paintings." The words of the staff were extremely heavy to everyone's ears.

"Have you noticed that there were five people who went in just now?" Shao Ling couldn't help but tell his discovery.

There are a total of 8 people on my side, plus the 5 who went in just now, exactly 13 people.

The staff member nodded and said as if passing a sentence: "Yes, there are 5 of them in total, all of them are photographers."

Zhu Haowen went in first, and he had to go sooner or later.

Qin Ci walked beside Mu Yiran, and couldn't help but whispered: "If you want to attract us into the painting, why do you have to play these tricks? Is it to prevent us from cheating in advance?"

Mu Yiran seemed to be thinking about something: "It seems that there are two forces competing in the dark, one is guiding us, and the other is preventing us."

Qin Ci shuddered when he heard this.

Mu Yiran continued: "Besides, these two forces seem to be evenly matched. We are just pawns in this game."