Paintings of Terror

In this dimly lit room, the snow-white mask was so abrupt and terrifying.

In this package, except for the mask, there is nothing else.

"This may be mine," Fang Fei said.

While everyone was surprised, Fang Fei took off her bracelet and showed it to Mu Yiran.

Everyone kept silent, not knowing what fate this weird mask would bring to this girl.

Mu Yiran carefully looked at the bracelet, from the outer circle to the inner circle, there is no place missing.

"We also have Lord Wu in our team, which is quite reassuring." Wei Dong's voice drifted into Fang Fei's ears.

"This bracelet belongs to the Brigade of Light. Maybe you were given the status of a 'witch' when you stepped into this world." Mu Yiran returned the bracelet to Fang Fei and wrapped the snow-white mask again. "Put it away first." , this mask might work for us."

Fang Fei nodded and picked up her package.

"Why doesn't she have anything of her own in her bag, but only a mask?" Cao Youning looked at the big and small candies in her bag. It was because of these candies that Cao Youning recognized it immediately, "We There will be things that represent my own attributes in my package, and there are a lot of miscellaneous things..." Cao Youning quickly put away his package after finding two large coarse shorts.

Cao Youning's casual words caught the attention of many old members: everyone's packages contained a lot of daily necessities and one or two things related to their own world, but Fang Fei only had a mask alone.

The old members did not dare to think deeply about the experiences they experienced in several paintings.

Weidong picked up the charcoal pencil in his bag, and had already sketched out the layout of the room in his notebook. At this moment, he raised his head: "Master Wu is different from our ordinary business travelers, and he must not bring so many vulgar things with him. No worries."

"Hey Brother Dong, when did you become so smart~" Luo Yu came over to watch Weidong's painting, and brought the dog in front of Weidong, "Give us a close-up of Xinchun."

Wei Dong looked at the dog's face that was close to him: "You bark twice, louder, or you don't draw."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo--" Xinchun was so anxious that tears filled his eyes.

Gently stroking Xinchun's head with one hand, it was Fang Fei, her movements were very gentle, unlike her usual personality.

"We also discussed about this dog just now." It was Shao Ling who spoke, "Firstly, why does the sensory car turn into a dog; secondly, why this dog can't bark."

At this time, everyone has recognized their own package and checked the contents of the package one by one.

"At the beginning, Luobo brought the somatosensory car in the hope that it could become a means of transportation, and it would be better to restore it to a car." Ke Xun looked at a wooden duck in his package, shook it, and opened its mouth. It made a clicking sound of wood. This is a toy from my childhood, and it was left by my father. It is said that my grandfather made it for my father.

Luo Kuo nodded desperately: "That's right, it's better to be a car, or a carriage, even a horse..."

"Woooo..." Xinchun looked at her master innocently, as if hating that she was not a horse.

"...Dogs are fine too..." Luo Kuo comforted his dog, "Don't dogs be used as transportation in some places!"

Everyone's eyes shot at Luo Kuo, they couldn't believe that this guy planned to use the puppy as a mount.

"Yes, that's how we analyzed it too," Shao Ling said.

"Huh??" A lot of people said 'Huh?' ' looked particularly spectacular.

"The somatosensory car will not turn into a dog for no reason. Whether it is the previous painting experience or the experience in this painting, our items in the outside world will often not lose their fundamental properties. For example, food will become dry bread, such as Watches have become bracelets, like cameras have changed from modern to retro, and mobile phones, even if only the lighting function is left, they still retain the basic appearance of mobile phones." Shao Ling analyzed carefully, "However, the somatosensory car has become a dog. It doesn't make sense in theory."

Mai Peng frowned: "You mean, in this world, dogs are vehicles?"

This statement is very outrageous, but Cao Youning still said seriously: "I watched a video before, the owner took the golden retriever for an injection, and the golden retriever was very scared, so the owner put the whole body on the golden retriever, but during the injection, the golden retriever exploded with great force , just jumped up and ran away with the owner on his back, and the owner was carried away by the dog in the posture of riding a dog hahahahaha..."

"Hahahaha!" Luo Kuo also laughed.

Cao Youning smiled and realized that something was out of place, shut his mouth and put his package in the cabinet.

After a while, Shao Ling said: "So we speculate that the world outside Nilv should be extremely cold, maybe it is ice and snow, and there are many uneven hillsides and forests."

Qin Ci suddenly realized: "Could it be that dogs are used to pull sleds like Eskimos?"

Du Lingyu: "I heard that dog sledding is very cruel."

Qin Ci: "The center of gravity of a horse is relatively high, and it is not flexible enough to walk on forest roads in the snow or go up and downhill. If the cargo is not too heavy, some people will choose to use dogs to transport the cargo, and sled dogs are also relatively heavy. Cold tolerance - In a tribe of Eskimos called the Malamute, dogs can endure the severe cold of minus 70 degrees to pull sleds to transport goods."

Xinchun stared at her round eyes and listened very carefully.

Luo Kuo hugged his dog tightly: "Our Xinchun is not the three sledgehammers..."

Xinchun shook her hair and kept looking at Qin Ci.

Qin Ci couldn't help but smiled at him: "I won't let you pull the sled, you're still young." Then he looked at the misty gray and white outside the window, "Besides, we might not have a chance to go out .”

Everyone was silent for a while, some packed their bags, some whispered, and some just sat there in a daze...

Xi Shengnan and Lu Heng were sitting a little far away from everyone, whispering something all the time, Lu Heng seemed to be comforting her, Xi Shengnan nodded slightly, but his face was still not very good-looking.

Ke Xun swept across the crowd, and finally fixed his eyes on Mu Yiran, who was standing by the window, also looking at him, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Ke Xun walked over and showed Mu Yiran the wooden duck in his package: "How do you know it's mine? Huh?"

Mu Yiran: "You have long legs."

Ke Xun: "You have long legs too."

Ke Xun didn't believe that Mu Yiran would shake off the clothes inside the package to study the length of the pants.

Mu Yi remained silent, took out his package from the cabinet, opened it, and there was a wooden duck almost the same as Ke Xun inside.

Ke Xun was stunned. He picked it up and looked at it for a long time in disbelief. After a while, the duck's mouth made a rattling sound: "Even the sound is the same, this is..."

How is this going? !What a surprise (surprise?)!

Mu Yiran's voice was light, but he was serious about every word: "This is a toy I had when I was a child. My grandfather bought it from a craftsman and bought it for my mother. Because of its good workmanship, it has been passed down to me. It’s not broken, it’s been kept.”

Ke Xun listened carefully to this unreasonable and wonderful fate, wanted to say something but couldn't say anything, laughed for a long time, and finally felt that his smile was a bit sad: it's so good, all this is so good, if it wasn't for painting , even better.

Mu Yiran patted the wooden duck in Ke Xun's hand: "Anywhere is fine."

The large gauze lamp in the room glowed with a hazy apricot yellow halo, dyeing everyone in a warm tone.

"By the way, regarding Fang Fei's bracelet, how do you judge that it belongs to the Bright Brigade?" Ke Xun returned to the "topic".

"There are patterns on the bracelet, which are very rough and abstract, but the circles and flowers and birds on it can still be recognized." Mu Yiran replied, looking at the veil of the lamp, there was a big circle drawn on it, with a A dotted line, but flowers and birds are depicted in solid lines, "If I judge correctly, the bird should be a crow."

"Fuck, I'm right again!" Wei Dong burst into excitement.

Ke Xun: You overheard our conversation.

Weidong: You two started talking about "the topic", okay?Everyone needs to be involved in this!

Ke Xun: Definitely.

Wei Dong let go of his voice: "Is this really a crow? Why is there a crow painted on it! Why isn't this crow black?"

"This should be a three-legged golden crow. If you look carefully, it has three legs." Mu Yiran pointed to the bird on the lampshade, and everyone came to look curiously. Crooked feet.

"This is the three-legged Golden Crow in the sun, right? Shouldn't the Golden Crow be golden?" Du Lingyu asked curiously.

"The golden crow is also called the black crow. The ancients discovered the phenomenon of sunspots through observation. It looks like a crow, so later generations often use the golden crow to describe the sun." Shao Ling explained, "It is called the golden crow because the black crow is squatting In the center of the golden sun, but itself black."

"That's right, sunspots are originally black," Du Lingyu looked at the bird drawn with lines on the gauze cover. If it wasn't painted black, it would be impossible to tell it was a crow. Then look at the pattern of the padded robe on his body , there is the same bird in the bead pattern, "Why aren't these crows black?"

Shao Ling frowned slightly: "I don't understand this point either. Ordinarily, black and three-legged should be the symbol of the three-legged Golden Crow. I always feel that this colorless crow must have something to do with the particularity of this world."

Mu Yiran can't figure out this question, and it has been listed as one of the clues to decipher the painting.

Next, Ke Xun briefly told everyone about Xiayu, and intentionally erased the part where Xiayu was disfigured and had his fingers cut off. Lu Heng, who was sitting in the distance, smiled gratefully at Ke Xun.

When Mai Peng heard about Lu Heng's photoshoot, he couldn't help saying: "I took a few photos in the building just now, but it seems that this world can't be printed, so I can't see what I took."

Zhu Haowen, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said: "I think, since cameras and film are preserved in this world, there must be a way to develop photos."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, and Qin Ci said, "Photos are also clues. In addition to looking for signatures, we also need to pay attention to whether there is a film printing shop here. This kind of shop may have another name in this world."

Xi Shengnan whispered to Lu Heng beside him: "What do you think you have captured?"

"It's nothing, it's mainly the scene, and Xiao Hu, that person is the hero of the novel after all, so I just want to take a picture of it." Lu Heng smiled.

"I really can't believe that in this world, the male lead is actually arranged to kill the female lead." Xi Shengnan muttered to himself.

"No, Mr. Wu has already said that it might be the female partner who did it."

"Oh." Xi Shengnan seemed unable to listen, and sighed slightly.

"By the way, open it and see what's in your package? Only you haven't looked at it carefully." Lu Heng pointed to the package in front of Xi Shengnan. When everyone opened the package and checked it separately, she was the only one who was not in the mood to touch it. Only the character 'Xi' on the purse is definitely my own.

Hearing this, Xi Shengnan opened his package again, looked through it, and found that besides daily clothes, there was also a black jar inside.