Paintings of Terror

Throughout the morning, several people rummaged through the houses in the residential area and started a carpet search.

However, after all, there are too few people, even if Fang Fei, Gu Qingqing and Wu You joined in later, the speed is still slow.

At noon, Qin Ci Weidong and Luo Kuo came back with the found water plants and two rabbits, "The rabbit was caught by the radish," Weidong handed the struggling rabbit to Ke Xun, "This kid is really good, digging The hunting traps are quite professional, we will go into the forest again in the afternoon, there are still several traps that we haven’t checked, maybe we have caught other animals, so we will come back first in case you are worried.”

"There are specialties in art," Shao Ling heard, and praised Luo Xi who was wiping his sweat beside him, "Everyone has their own place to use."

Ke Xun took the rabbit to deal with it, skinned it, bled it, and took out its internal organs. Luo Xun and Wei Dong had already set up a fire outdoors, and Ke Xun took the meat over to roast.

"There's no way to wash the blood from the meat. It might taste very fishy. Let's just make do with it." Ke Xun squatted by the fire, his clothes were soaked in sweat from the heat, and he simply took off his shirt and went into battle shirtless.

Others are afraid of the heat and are far away, some are busy squeezing the moisture from the plants into containers, some are busy checking for suspicious items brought out of the house, and some are building a makeshift awning with sheets and branches ——In view of the tragic situation that happened last night, no one wants to stay in the house for the time being, even if it is hot outside.

Tian Yang was still sitting outside the room last night. Wei Dong brought him a glass of plant juice, looked at his face, and felt very complicated.

He was stained with that black blood, and he didn't know what bad consequences would be, but no one dared to take the risk and let him come into contact with everyone, so he was silently and tacitly excluded... But What can I do?

Wei Dong felt that this painting was extremely cruel.

Not only the way of death, but the feeling of loneliness, helplessness and abandonment shunned by one's companions is not much better than the taste of death.

Before he died, he had to suffer such psychological torture.

"Build a sunshade for you." Wei Dong tried his best to make his tone sound normal, and said to Tian Yang as he did to other people.

Tian Yang raised his head to look at him slowly, and slowly smiled bitterly: "I don't deserve your pity on me...you still hate me..."

"You tricked Ke Er a lot back then," Wei Dong said, "They all called Ke Er a deadly gay, thinking that he was stalking you, a 'straight man', and there were more than a dozen idiots who spontaneously organized Woke up, blocked Ke Er on the road after school, said he would beat him to death, anyway, he was gay.

"You know, Ke Er was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up, and she didn't reveal that you were the same from the beginning to the end. I really hated you to death at that time, but how should I say it? , I feel that all the hatred and complaints have become nothingness and useless things. people.

"Besides, you have also come in now. We are all degenerates in the end of the world. Except for life and death, everything in the past should be regarded as a fart, and it will be over if you let it go. For now, you can only learn to move forward like us. Look, don't look back, Xiao Kai is already dead, no matter how painful you are, it's useless, look forward, and try your best to get out alive.

"You know, the driving force behind my life is my parents. I just think about what will happen to the old couple for the rest of their lives if I die, how painful it will be, who will raise them, who will have fun, so I……"

Speaking of this, Wei Dong's voice was a little choked, he took a deep breath under pressure, and then said, "You are not Ke Er, and Xiao Kai is not the only one in your life. Where are your parents? Your wife and children What? Because of Xiao Kai’s death, I’m here half dead, Xiao Kai is more important than them? It’s so important, why don’t you divorce your wife and be with Xiao Kai? That’s fine, I won’t give you chicken soup anymore, Anyway, that’s all there is to say, you can figure it out, if you blame us for isolating you, then blame us, because in our hearts, there is only one purpose, that is to live and get out alive.”

Tian Yang looked at him, his lips trembled for a while, and he took a slow breath, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "Chicken soup is good...it's very good...this kind of place...there is no chicken soup, where does the belief to live come from? ..."

As he spoke, he picked up the cup, gulped down the juice inside, wiped his mouth, raised his head and said to Wei Dong: "Please help me build a sunshade, I don't have much strength right now... I won't go and talk to Wei Dong." You are together, so as not to implicate you."

"Okay, wait a minute." Wei Dong turned his head and walked away. After a while, he and Ke Xun came over with something. Ke Xun still held a roasted rabbit leg in his hand.

"Eat it, don't be picky about the taste." Ke Xun handed him the rabbit leg, and then helped him build a sunshade with Wei Dong.

"If you need help, you can assign me some tasks," Tian Yang said to Ke Xun, "One more person can save more time."

"Okay," Ke Xun thought for a while, "We searched some books from these houses in the morning, you can help check and see if you can find some clues from the books."

There are a lot of books found in the house, probably hundreds of them. Although everyone found these books yesterday when they searched for clues in the house, they had limited time. They only had a rough look at the titles of the books and didn't have time to search them carefully. This time everyone moved all the books outside, and planned to spend an afternoon taking a gamble to see if they could find any clues related to the signature in these books.

Ke Xun brought dozens of books over, put them beside Tian Yang, and filled him with a glass of plant juice: "Call us if you have any questions."

The rest of the people gathered not too far away from him, and they were all sitting under the awning, with a stack of books in front of each of them, and they began to take the time to read them.

These books are of various types, including Chinese books and foreign language books, some you have read and know, and some you have never heard of.

This is a very time-consuming and energy-consuming work, but none of us dare to relax in the slightest.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Ci Weidong and Luo Kuo were about to go into the forest again to fetch water plants and prey in traps, while Ke Xun threw the book aside and held a meeting for the rest of the people.

"It's not long before dark," he said. "We need to prepare for tonight. I thought about it. It's better to stay in the house than outside. If we are outside, those people will There is no barrier to blood and blood, no matter where we go, we may be surrounded and submerged. We need to find a relatively airtight room, and then block the gaps in the doors and windows."

"Say, can we stand on the roof?" Wu You pointed to the house next to him, "Look, these roofs are all slanted, and no matter how much blood there is, it is impossible to overflow."

"But you have to take into account those human skins and unknown substances," Ke Xun said, "Although the blood cannot pile up, those unknown substances can, if they pile up higher and higher around the house, they can also reach the roof. "

"That makes sense," Wu You nodded, "Then... then stay in the house."

The terrible situation last night actually caused everyone to have a deep psychological shadow and resistance to the closed room in the house.

"I remember that house over there. There was a room in it that was fairly clean." Shao Ling pointed to a certain house and said, "Given the amount of blood that seeped into the house last night, I think we can prepare a few high tables and stack them up. Everyone stay up there."

"Think while you work." Ke Xun stood up, glanced at He Tang who was lying next to Fang Fei, "How is she?"

Fang Fei shook her head slightly: "The fever is severe. Now I don't know if I fell asleep or passed out. The situation is a bit like Xiao Kai yesterday."

Everyone was silent for a while, Ke Xun turned his head to look at Tian Yang who was not far away, and saw that he was also lying on the ground, with a few books under his head, his face was pale, and he was still struggling to read the rest of the books .

"It's a bit strange," Zhu Haowen said, "He Tang didn't get blood on it, why did this happen? If it doesn't really have much to do with blood, then we might have to reconsider the selection criteria for death."

They left He Tang where they were, and went to the house that Shao Ling pointed out together, and moved in several high tables from other houses, covering almost the entire room.

Zhu Haowen also collected several raincoats and distributed them to everyone: "Just to be on the safe side."

Everyone knows the meaning of these four words. Although it sounds cruel, it is also helpless.

When Ke Xun saw the raincoat, he had an idea. He found a hammer, nails, transparent glue, etc., pasted the raincoat on the outside of the window, nailed it tightly, and nailed another layer inside the window.

"For the rest, wait until dark before everyone enters the house and seals the door to block as much as possible." Ke Xun said.

Almost ready, everyone came out of the house again, only to find that He Tang was still lethargic, and Tian Yang curled up covering his head.

"Tian Yang," Ke Xun walked over, "how are you doing?"

But he knew in his heart that it was useless to ask, no matter what happened to him now, no one could help him.

"It hurts..." Tian Yang raised his face from his arms, his face was frighteningly white, just like Xiao Kai yesterday.

"Where does it hurt?" Ke Xun asked.

"The eyes... the back of the eyeballs... hurt like hell..." Tian Yang moaned in pain.

"Don't worry about these books anymore," Ke Xun leaned down, "If you agree, I'll make you dizzy, maybe you'll feel better."

Tian Yang shook his head: "I know... I don't have much time... I don't want to die, Ke Er, I'm afraid of death... I'm very afraid... You don't know, you can't understand how I feel right now... ...I, I wish I could live a little longer...Ke Er, don't make me dizzy, I only have a little time left to live..."

Tian Yang was a little incoherent and choked up uncontrollably.

Ke Xun looked at him silently, in such a situation, any words of comfort were useless.

"Ke Er...I'm sorry for you..." Tian Yang trembled, "At that time, I shouldn't..."

"It's all over," Ke Xun said calmly, "Who didn't do a few stupid things that you can't regret when you were young? It's ridiculous to think about it now. Don't even think about it. While you still have time, you ...Record the words you want to leave for your family on your phone—just in case."