Paintings of Terror

"Lights off--"

The voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone in the light brigade very clearly.

Unlike the need for a lamplighter to light the lamps at the beginning, it is much less troublesome to turn off the lights. All the lanterns seem to have received the command of "turning off the lights", and they are turned off one by one from the ground floor to the upper floor of the whole building. .

This ritual-like sense of sanctity made everyone silent, watching the light gradually disappear from the feet to the top of the head, really feeling the whole process of being shrouded in darkness.

I don't know how long it took before Luo Kuo stammered and said, "Brother, brother-in-law, are you still there?"

Before Ke Xun had time to agree, a warm hand quickly grabbed himself: "It's great that you are still here!" It can be imagined that this guy's other hand has already grabbed "brother-in-law".

The strange thing is that although the surroundings are dark, they are not completely invisible, as if there is a faint light to illuminate them.

"Xinchun...wahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah..." Luo Kuo yelled out of control and out of tune.

Xinchun didn't know the truth, and lay on the master's shoulder pitifully, and might fall off at any time, her eyes were shining like two jewels at this moment.

Ke Xun hugged Xinchun and carefully looked at its eyes: "Are the eyes of dogs so bright at night?"

"This is not normal." Mu Yiran also came over to look, one hand was still tightly held by Luo Xie, and a weak voice came, "I thought Xinchun had turned into a monster..."

"Go back to the room first." Mu Yiran found that the entire light brigade was plunged into darkness, only Xinchun had two light sources, which were extremely eye-catching.

The three of them returned to the room with the help of the dog's eye lighting.

When Ke Xun entered the room, he covered Xinchun's eyes: "Everyone, be mentally prepared, Xinchun's eyes are bright at night."

Even though it was notified in advance, when Xinchun's eyes lit up again, everyone in the room let out a low exclamation.

Xinchun was placed on the table to act as a dog-shaped night light.

Although the dog's eyes are bright, they can't compare with real lights after all, and they are only slightly stronger than your mobile phones at present.

"It's strange, why the dog's eyes weren't so bright when we first arrived here, they were obviously dark at that time." Shao Ling was sitting at the table, studying Xinchun's eyes, "Could it be, like Some kind of stone that emits light at night only when it absorbs enough light?"

Everyone was quite convinced by this explanation, and then Zhu Haowen changed the subject without beating around the bush: "There are two questions now, first, what time is the light-off time here, and why the light-on time is so short; second, How did the light go out, and why did it turn off by itself."

This is exactly where everyone is most confused. Zhu Haowen continued to ask: "What time do you think it is? Please tell your intuition. Everyone has a biological clock in their bodies. We have not been here for a long time, so it shouldn't be long. would be assimilated too quickly."

Assimilation—these two words made everyone startled, Wei Dong looked around in the dim light, and then touched his stomach: "I think it was about one o'clock in the noon when I ate, and it's about two o'clock now." .”

Qin Ci nodded: "I think it's about the same. The time we entered the art museum was 09:30. I looked at my watch at the time, and the time to enter the painting was about [-]:[-] to [-]:[-]. If we calculate according to that time, It's almost two o'clock in the afternoon now."

"But, is the time outside the painting the same as inside the painting?" Du Lingyu asked, "What was your previous experience like?"

Qin Ci: "It's not necessarily the same, we usually enter the painting in the morning, but in the painting it may be afternoon or even dusk.

"It is very necessary for us to figure out the time, especially the problem of the time period. We should calculate it according to the time outside. If we arrive at the painting at ten o'clock, according to the digestion time of the human body, we will almost be there after twelve o'clock. When I feel hungry, the lunch time is about one o'clock, and the lights are turned off at most one hour after the meal, which is the two o'clock I guessed just now.

"From ten o'clock in the morning to two o'clock in the afternoon, a total of four hours, from lighting to lighting, a total of only four hours."

There was a moment of silence.

Xinchun's eyes blinked, and the whole world was half-bright, now black and then white.

"Why is a day in this world so short?" Xi Shengnan sighed, and she was sitting leaning against a screen, a little listless, "If a day is less than 24 hours, is our time limit here still seven days? Doesn't that mean looking for someone? Less time to sign?"

After hearing this, everyone's nerves were tense.

"According to the usual practice, the passage of time in the painting is the same as outside, and a day is 24 hours." Shao Ling said, "It's just that if the daytime here is only 4 hours, it means that the night will be extended, and we will experience 20 hours. The night slowly grows. What's worse, the dangers in the painting all happen at night."

"This, this is too difficult." Du Lingyu turned her face to the dark place and gently wiped away her tears.

Cao Youning yawned untimely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, people tend to get sleepy when they're full, and I also have the habit of taking a nap, so I really hope that the light off this time is just for everyone to take a nap, and maybe it will be turned on again in two hours. "

Mu Yiran lowered his eyes slightly, and had to say what he found: "It's already dark."

"God?" Cao Youning was taken aback.

"Don't you think it's pitch black outside the window?" Shao Ling couldn't help but said, "When we first arrived, the sky was slowly getting brighter. Although the brightest was gray, it was also evidence of the existence of daylight. It's completely dark now."

Although Cao Youning was afraid, he couldn't help but yawned: "I'm sorry, I'm just like this. When the room gets dark, I get sleepy easily."

"If you are sleepy, you can take a nap. We will wake you up in about an hour," Shao Ling said. "Others cheer up. We are at two o'clock in the afternoon. Please remember this time. Don't be assimilated by this world."

Ke Xun: "We can't sit still, it's not a good time to go out to find autographs, and we can't get a magnifying glass for the time being, but we can do something else."

"Washing film!" It was Mai Peng who spoke, his voice was very special because of a bad cold, "We have water now, and there is a hot water bottle protected by a warm jacket, which is enough for washing film."

Hearing this, everyone was a little excited, so they did what they said, and Lu Heng had already taken out the developing tank from the cabinet: "Turn on the mobile phone, it's so bright, and I have to prepare a developing and fixing solution later."

Mu Yiran asked from the side: "Does the developing tank have to be a whole roll of film? How many photos have you taken in your current camera?"

Mai Peng hesitated for a moment, obviously ignoring the question because of his excitement: "My camera has an overscroll display, and I probably only took less than ten pictures. If I take it out now, the remaining 20 or so pictures will be useless. Maybe we will need to use film to take pictures in the next few days."

Lu Heng also went to get his camera: "Where are you guys, who has taken pictures in this world?"

"I didn't dare to take pictures," Du Lingyu said, "My camera still has new film, probably because I copied all the photos in the camera to the computer last night, and it will become a new one after it is emptied."

"I didn't take any pictures either." Xi Shengnan said, "The camera has rolled over a dozen shots. I probably took some buildings, street scenes, and some works at the entrance of the art museum."

Cao Youning yawned and lay down with his clothes on: "I didn't dare to take pictures..."

"Then wash my volume," said Lu Heng, "I have taken 33 pictures for this volume, which is enough for this volume."

"What do you mean by 33 cards?" Luo Wei interjected and asked.

"The film is generally 36 sheets. If only a few shots are taken out and processed, the remaining film will be scrapped." Lu Heng explained, "I have 36 shots in this roll, and I have finished shooting 33. Zhang, it doesn’t matter if you waste three.”

"Then why waste it? We can finish the filming." Luo Kuo admitted that he has the blood of a businessman, and sometimes he is very good at using resources.

Wei Dong nodded straightly: "Luobo is right, take all three photos."

Lu Heng's voice trembled slightly: "Shoot, where are you shooting?"

The matter of taking pictures is particularly weird in the middle of the night, as if it is destined that something invisible to the human eye will appear in the lens.

Luo Kuo, who has always been timid, said calmly at this time: "When I was young, I heard from my grandma that cats and dogs can sense that kind of thing. If there is something in our house, Xinchun will definitely feel it, and it will never be like that. It's so quiet now."

"Woo..." Xinchun was not very satisfied with comparing herself to a chicken.

"Okay, be as quiet as a virgin."

Xinchun lay down on the table, as if she was too lazy to talk to her master.

Lu Heng seemed to be emboldening himself and said: "Our hometown also has this kind of saying about dogs. It is said that if a dog barks suddenly in the middle of the night, you can tell 'who' passed by from the speed of the bark. It is 'biting people tightly, biting gods slowly, biting ghosts slowly and slowly'."

The more Lu Heng talked, the more afraid he became.

"Let's shoot, we just want to use the lens to capture some clues that are invisible to the naked eye. If what we capture is just an ordinary night scene, it's meaningless." Mai Peng is much calmer than Lu Heng, "Shoot."

Lu Heng picked up the camera, his hands trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Mai Peng unconsciously said, "Are you willing to lend me your Ricoh?"

Lu Heng couldn't wish for it: "Yes, Maishen, you should shoot it!"

Mai Peng took Lu Heng's camera, stared at the viewfinder first, adjusted the lens very professionally, selected several angles in the room, and everyone who was "stared" by the camera lens twisted unnaturally. Turning his face away, it seemed that he didn't really want to be photographed.

"I'm going to use the flash, everyone be careful not to blink your eyes." After Mai Peng reminded, he took a picture at the same spot, and then took another picture from a different angle. Make it a little longer.

It took a long time for Mai Peng to reveal his face from behind the camera: "It's so strange, it seems that the scene in the viewfinder has changed at the moment of shooting just now."

Everyone couldn't help being nervous, Shao Ling asked: "What has become? Can you see clearly?"

"I can't see clearly, it was dark, and the flash was too bright, but I always feel that the dog's position seems to have changed." Mai Peng said.

"What..." Luo Kuo hugged Xinchun tightly in fright.

"Obviously it was on the table, but the moment I pressed the shutter just now, what I saw was that it was on the other side of the window... Because its eyes are very bright, I should have seen it right. There are two bright spots on the other side of the window." Mai Peng is very sure.

"Could it be...there is a dog by the window?" Du Lingyu muttered, "Or...something else."