Paintings of Terror

Qin Ci got up and came over, patted him on the shoulder, and there was inevitably a bit of coldness in his mellow voice: "Let's try our best to take care of him."

Wei Dong pulled the satchel on his body - originally he was carrying a backpack for the exhibition hall, but after entering the painting, it became a coarse satchel.

In the bag, he brought beef jerky, chocolate sausage, and even five packs of instant noodles. Seeing the frightened look on the poor child's face, he wanted to take out a piece of chocolate to comfort him, but he was dumbfounded when he opened the bag, and the instant noodles turned into crumbs. , the chocolate turned into a solid yellow lump, and the beef jerky and sausage directly returned to the state of raw meat, mingled together in pieces.

"What has this shit turned into!" Wei Dong was annoyed, and took out the yellow lump of suspected chocolate, holding it in his hand and staring.

"It looks a bit like cheese," Qin Ci said.

"Cheese?" Wei Dong looked confused, "I can understand how instant noodles can be turned into scum, and cooked meat can be turned into raw meat. What kind of weird idea is it to turn chocolate into cheese?"

Ke Xun touched his body, found the phone, turned on the screen and looked at it, and sure enough, only the functions of checking the time and lighting were still retained.

"It's probably all degenerated." After answering Wei Dong, he turned to Qin Ci, "Mu Yiran hasn't come yet?"

Qin Ci shook his head.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly felt the sun shine brightly, piercing his eyes so hard to open his eyes for a while, and when the bright light passed, there were two more people within his field of vision, from startled to bewildered, and then screaming frantically.

Ke Xun and Wei Dong looked at the two with mixed emotions.

Seeing them was like seeing themselves who had just entered the previous painting. At that time, no one could have imagined what kind of unimaginable experience they would face next.

I don't know how many of these people will survive in the end.

Those two people finally saw the people here, and they stumbled towards this side. They were two young people, a man and a woman. They looked like lovers. The man shouted at Ke Xun: "Dude! What's going on? What's the matter?"

When the two of them approached, Ke Xun replied: "This is the painting, the world in the painting, it sounds unbelievable, right, but it happened in reality, and we are all in the painting you just saw."

The man was also dumbfounded, and blurted out: "Isn't this fucking nonsense?! Are you sick?"

Ke Xun raised his eyebrows: "Do you have medicine?"

The man was startled and angry: "Are you crazy?!"

Ke Xun: "Can you cure it?"

The man was furious: "I'm stupid—" He was about to punch Ke Xun in the face while cursing, but Ke Xun easily avoided it with a sideways turn. caught.

"Brother, take it easy," Wei Dong said, "Don't mess with him, he can beat you until you cry and call Dad."

"Get up!" The man threw off Wei Dong, and wanted to come towards Ke Xun, but was held back by his girlfriend.

"Zhou Bin! Don't make trouble with you! Hurry up and ask what's going on!" His girlfriend panicked with tears in her voice.

Zhou Bin glared at Ke Xun, put down his fist, and glanced at the others. Most of them were similar to him and his girlfriend, and they all looked panic-stricken. Only one of them, a tall man with a clean and steady face, looked at him calmly. , walked over and asked: "Brother, please ask, where is this? What's going on here?"

Qin Ci was quite patient as a doctor, so he briefly explained it to Zhou Bin and his girlfriend. Zhou Bin and his girlfriend stayed on the spot after listening.

Ke Xun didn't bother to pay attention to this side, and turned his head to look into the distance.

There are mountains in the distance, and the tops of the mountains are covered with mottled snow, shining dazzlingly in the sun.

The sky above his head was exceptionally blue, even a little abnormally blue, it was clearly clear, but it seemed that there were countless huge and terrifying things piled up and crowded in the sky.

Ke Xun took a breath, and the air carried the bitterness and coldness of the snow in the distance.

"I'm a little out of breath." Wei Dong squatted at his feet and said.

"Indeed, although this place is empty, there is an inexplicable sense of compression and suffocation." Ke Xun said.

"Could it be that you want to suffocate us to death?" Wei Dong shuddered, "This method of death is too terrible, if it really happens, I'll hit him to death early."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Bin's girlfriend let out a sharp cry behind him: "How could this happen——I don't want to die——Zhou Bin! Zhou Bin! What should I do! I don't want to die——"

Wei Dong and Ke Xun looked at each other, obviously Qin Ci had already explained clearly to these people what happened in the painting.

Ke Xun didn't want to listen anymore, and looked at the snowy light on the mountain top in the distance.

Wei Dong looked left and right for a while: "Master Mu, why hasn't he come yet? Could it be that he decided to die outside rather than enter the painting again?"

"He is not the kind of person who will accept his fate and retreat in spite of difficulties." Ke Xun said.

Wei Dong clicked his tongue: "Is that a boast? Are you really interested in him?"

Ke Xun clasped his hands behind his head: "'Interesting' has many meanings, it can be admiration, it can be admiration, and it can also be his beauty and soul fan."

"...Okay, I know what you mean." Wei Dong said, "You can do whatever you want, I support you. Anyway, I don't know when my life will be entrusted to the painting, since there may be hiccups at any time You fart, you can do whatever you want."

The two of them were chatting to calm their emotions when they just entered the painting. Suddenly, the sunlight in front of them became dazzling again. When the light passed, they looked around and saw the tall and tall Mu Yiran walking towards this side .

Ke Xun unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, and kicked Wei Dong who was still squatting aside: "Get up."

"What are you doing?" Wei Dong stood up reluctantly, "Your male god is not my male god, so I have to join you to welcome him?!"

Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran approaching, and sighed: "The big guy is the big guy, even he looks like an artist in beggar clothes."

Wei Dong set up the awning to look at it, and sighed: "The clothes look like beggars on the two of us, but on others, they look like bones and immortals..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the gay guy beside him was already rushing to meet him, so he mumbled "Yangou" and followed him.

"Everyone is here." Qin Ci said calmly to Mu.

Thirteen people.

Mu Yiran glanced at the crowd, ignored them, and only looked at Qin Ci: "Where is the place?"

Qin Ci pointed behind him: "Under the slope."

Turning around a few boulders with a height of three or four people, it is a steep slope going down the mountain. There is no trace of artificial development, and there is almost no vegetation growing. Off-white pattern.

And at the bottom of this slope, there is a large flat open space. On the open space, there are more than a dozen scattered tents, ranging from large to small. There is only one large tent, which can accommodate a dozen people to enter at the same time. The small one is extremely small, and the texture looks extremely thin.

Qin Ci walked in front, groping the way downhill cautiously, Ma Zhenhua followed closely behind, Mu Yiran glanced at Ke Xun, and walked down without saying a word, Ke Xun was about to follow, but saw that Several newcomers stayed in place timidly, and no one dared to move.

Ke Xun looked at the family of three, and said to the father: "Follow up, it's useless to stay here, it's even more dangerous when it gets dark, you will die here, go down and find a way to leave, maybe you still have a chance to survive .”

The father's lips trembled slightly, but in the end he took his wife with one hand and the child with the other, and followed silently.

The others heard Ke Xun's words, maybe out of herd mentality, or maybe they saw that Qin Cimu felt that they were experienced, so they didn't stay any longer, and walked down the slope tremblingly supporting each other.

Ke Xun actually couldn't figure it out, how could there be such filthy and horrible things in such a clear and clean environment, what was going on in the mind of the person who drew such a picture?

Although the slope was not easy to walk, there was nothing particularly dangerous about it. It was just that among the thirteen people, there were four women and one and a half-year-old children. Stumbles and screams were inevitable along the way.

Wei Dong had already run to the eighteen or nineteen-year-old long-haired beauty, and the old eunuch walked down with one hand holding her arm as if he was serving the queen mother.

When the sun was in the west, the crowd finally came to the tents, and a middle-aged man wearing a cloth robe and dressed similarly to everyone came out from the largest tent, with a dark face and chapped lips. The short stature, the blue and black eye sockets, the white and black eyes looked at everyone, and said in a stiff tone: "Go to bed early tonight, don't run around outside, and come to this tent to gather at dawn tomorrow." , I will wait for you here. Now I will arrange your accommodation."

The crowd didn't answer, but just listened silently.

This person didn't take it seriously, and his pale eyes swept across the crowd: "You all sleep in a tent tonight, the tent is small, only two people can use one - remember, only two people."

There are thirteen people, and only two people can live in one room, which means that there will be one person who will be alone.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he went to a small tent at the farthest end, leaving everyone behind.

It seems that the allocation of tents can be decided by everyone.

Ma Zhenhua was the first to react, and hurriedly stepped in front of Mu Yiran, looking at him hopefully: "Brother Mu, can I... can I share a tent with you? Please!"

Before Mu Yiran could speak, he heard the chubby young girl with glasses called out: "Wait a minute! Can you listen to me?"

All eyes were on her.

After going through the initial stupor and fear, this girl with glasses is unexpectedly calmer than other newcomers at the moment, although her face is still pale and her voice is still trembling a little: "What I want to say is that although I don't know Horrible things will happen, but I think that the more we do this, the more we should be collective, whether it’s a novel or a movie, you should know that people who go it alone never end well.”

Seeing that everyone was listening, the glasses girl seemed a little encouraged, pointed to Qin Cimu Yiran and Ke Xun, and continued: "It can be seen that you should be experienced people, and you are familiar with each other. To put it bluntly, we people don't have any understanding of this...'world' at all. We are very passive and helpless. Generally speaking, people like us are also the ones who are most likely to die.

"So I sincerely hope and beg you, in a humanitarian spirit, to help us. After all, there are more people and more power. We are alive, and it will definitely be helpful to you. The fewer people, the greater the danger. isn't it?

"I beg you to help us, so that everyone can survive, and everyone will work hard together, and find a way to leave together, it is much more powerful than just four or five of you, isn't it?

"I feel that there is a problem with that person just now. He deliberately stated that each tent can only accommodate up to two people. I think there must be a problem. I have a premonition that something may happen tonight.

"In this case, I beg you guys to give us a little kindness and don't let us face it alone, okay?

"So what I mean is... can you guys who are experienced, please live in tents one by one for us inexperienced people, and give us more chances to survive, please! Please! I I believe you are all good people, all kind people, please!"

Ke Xun couldn't help but look at the glasses girl a few more times.

Really unbelievable.

The glasses girl's thinking is very clear, and her speech is also well-organized. What's rare is that she can still maintain a bit of calm in this situation, which is better than a few men.

The newcomers who entered the painting were not all pure weaklings.