Paintings of Terror

Chapter 297 Restart-22┃Bad things.

Qin Ci was carried on Shao Ling's back, and he couldn't restrain himself and began to vomit thick blood. Accompanied by convulsions, Shao Ling could hardly carry him.

"Brother Qin——Brother Qin, hold on, Brother Qin! We'll be at the signing place soon! We'll be there soon!" Wei Dongluo yelled in disbelief.

Qin Ci tried his best to suppress the churning in his stomach, and with the thick blood pouring from his throat into his mouth, he said vaguely and intermittently: "Put...let me go...don't...don't drag you down...you... ...I'm...too late..."

"——It's too late! We'll be there soon! We'll be there soon!" Wei Dong's voice was full of tears, and he ran behind Shao Ling. In the light of the mobile phone, Qin Ci's clothes were already soaked in blood, and they were pattering. drip down.

There is nothing more unbearable than watching a partner who was born and died together struggling to die in pain in front of him. Wei Dong choked up uncontrollably, and Luo Kuo and Wu You beside him were crying so hard.

Qin Ci finally couldn't say any more words, blood gushed out of his whole body, he was vomiting, and violently twitched, Shao Ling was dragged by him so that he could not move forward.

Mu Yiran stopped and looked at Weidong: "Can you still hold on physically?"

"—Yes." Wei Dong shook his tears and nodded vigorously.

Mu Yiran put down Ke Xun on his back, and held him in his hands: "I've given Ke Xun to you, you carry him on your back and continue running forward, don't wait for us, come out with the painting first."

"Don't worry." Wei Dong didn't say much, and rushed forward with Ke Xun on his back.

"Wu You, Fang Fei, follow up." Mu Yiran said, the three of them didn't delay after hearing what was said, and continued to run with Wei Dong, "Shao Ling put Lao Qin down, helped him onto my back, and took off his clothes. Come down, help Haowen, tie his limbs with clothes and fix them on me, move quickly."

The three of them moved quickly, and quickly tied Qin Ci, who had turned into a blood man, to Mu Yiran's body.

Qin Ci twitched violently involuntarily, with great strength. Fortunately, the person carrying him was replaced by Mu Yiran. Every step was as steady as a rock, and he walked towards the tree of life in front of him quickly, with a power that made people trust and reassure. rush away.

At the moment when Qin Ci felt that his last trace of consciousness was about to dissipate, a bright white light was projected on his retina through his eyelids which could not be opened for a long time, and the overwhelming pain that filled his whole body dissipated instantly, but this The aftertaste of the pain that he will never forget for a lifetime still seems to stick to his flesh and bones like maggots attached to his bones.

……

The security guard at the Sanxingshi Art Museum thought he had gone to the wrong job.

In front of that weird painting of a zombie's hand, there was a group of men and women acting weirder than the painting.

——They were all thinly dressed as if they had just traveled from the tropics, and one of them was even shirtless!A few women are barely well-dressed...the men seem to be very tired and slumped on the ground——there is another one who seems to be lying on the floor and fell asleep? !

——What the hell are these people? !

"What are you doing?!" The security guard yelled, gripping the walkie-talkie in his hand, fearing that the patients from some mental hospital would "break out" and run into the hall to go crazy.

"We'll leave right away." Mu Yiran carried the sleeping Ke Xun on his back, and looked back at the crowd, "Help each other up, go to the bathroom and put on your clothes first."

Shirtless Shao Ling: "..." I don't want this to happen a third time.

Fortunately, the blood on the body turned into water after it came out of the painting. Some of the clothes that everyone took off in the painting were still on their bodies, and some fell into the painting. In an instant, it turned into a few broken and small pieces of paper.

Mu Yiran took out the two sets of spare clothes that Ke Xun brought from the locker, and gave them to those who had little clothes left. Everyone made do and left the museum. Unfortunately, the museum was built in a park Inside, the taxi had no way to drive to the park to pick up people. Everyone braved the wind and snow until they got outside the park before getting into the taxi and all the way back to the hotel.

Wu You's condition was not very good, he developed a fever as soon as he came out of the painting, and was sent to a nearby hospital by Mu Yiran together with Qin Ci, although all kinds of pain and pain would basically disappear after the painting, but some small pains would still be left behind. For example, Qin Ci was diagnosed with mild gastric bleeding after an examination and needed to stay in the hospital for a few days.

After Mu Yiran hired a nurse for him and Wu You, he returned to the hotel where everyone was staying. Everyone was very tired, both mentally and physically stretched to the limit. After returning to the hotel, they fell asleep in their rooms. After resting for two days in a row, I finally regained some energy.

Gu Qingqing's home is in this city. She only rested in the hotel for one night, and after adding everyone's V letter, she returned home with a heavy heart.

Ke Xun turned on the cell phone that Tian Yang left for him, and listened to the message he left for his wife. The first half was basically full of noise. Ke Xun speculated that it was because he disclosed the painting in the message, so he was blocked.

In the second half, Tian Yang confessed to his wife the fact that he is gay, and told her that he had gone away with his homosexuals and would never come back, and left his bank card password to him wife.

Probably because he didn't want his wife to be sad for his death for the rest of his life, his tone was cold and heartless from the beginning to the end, and he would rather make her hate him. At the end of this message, he didn't even dare to say a word of tenderness .

As for whether this last words could be hidden from his wife, Ke Xun didn't want to get involved, and after finishing the follow-up matters, he returned to City Z with Mu Yiran and Weidong.

……

The days are about to enter the New Year, and the busy members of the painting theory group are not in the mood to think about the New Year. However, in reality, it is inevitable that they will not be disturbed by reality. Shao Ling is busy with various year-end summaries, and returns to work after recovery Qin Ci, who was on the job, was tossed and turned on the operating table and couldn't get away, Wei Dong was caught by the boss to work overtime crazily, and Gu Qingqing was tutoring several children who were on winter vacation.

Even Mu Yiran took five days to go abroad by plane.

The most leisurely ones are Ke Xunluo and Wu You. Of course, leisure here refers to not being entangled in real worldly affairs.

Wu You took a few days to recover her mental and psychological state after she finished painting this time. The tragic death of He Tang hit her hard, but fortunately, this girl has always been a relaxed personality. After the various comforts of the group members in the past few days, they finally regained their strength.

Before entering the painting "Restart", the work of checking the monitoring video of the time art museum has to continue. The three of them, Ke Xun, Luo Xun and Wu You, communicated from time to time in the temporarily deserted Jinhua group to check the video every day. income.

Ximen Wuyou: I am blind.Have you gained anything?

Little radish and white rabbit: Not only did I not gain anything, but I was almost discovered by my girlfriend, who thought I was a voyeur [Crazy in the brain plus drama.jpg]

Ximen Wuyou: Speaking of your female ticket, does your family urge you to get married?

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: How old am I? My family is not in a hurry. My father said that as long as I don't get him a daughter-in-law who is the same age as him, I can marry him whenever I want.

Ximen Wuyou: ...

Ximen Wuyou: I envy your parents who are so open-minded. My mother urges me all day long. I heard that I am single again. The gang of seven aunts and eight aunts in the family are even more eager to introduce someone to me. There is nowhere to hide.In a short while, I will be escorted by my mother to visit a relative's house. The old lady in that house is from my great-grandmother's generation. She has three hobbies in her life: smoking, fortune-telling, and being a matchmaker.Just thinking about it gives me a headache, I am dying, why are you looking for a partner?Will you marry me in the future?

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: I'll go, sister, don't scare me, I've already imagined that scene.

Ximen Wuyou: Alas, life is hard, to whom can I tell my heart.

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: Why don't you lend me my bean seedlings for a few days, you can tell it, I will tell it what's on my mind, now it's so worried that its head has started to grow white hair.

Ximen Wuyou: ...May I ask what your bean sprouts are?

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: My sugar glider.

Ximen Wuyou: ...What is that... an alien creature? 【Confused death cycle.jpg】

Ximen Wuyou: Okay, let's not talk about it, my mother has already killed her and left.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Wu You came back.

Ximen Wuyou: Who is there?

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: Me, Me, Me

Corgi: [A handsome netizen came to join us.jpg]

Ximen Wuyou: ...

Ximen Wuyou: Let me get straight to the point - didn't I go to my relative's grandma in the afternoon? As soon as I met the old lady, she dragged me into her room, and she told me that I was stained with... bad stuff...

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit:? ?Bird poop?

Ximen Wuyou: No, it's not something in the real sense. Didn't I say that this grandma would tell people's fortunes? What she said should be... that kind of "thing"...

Corgi: Tell me in detail.

Ximen Wuyou: ...There is no more details. The old lady looked at me like she was looking at a dead person. When I asked her, she shook her head and sighed, and asked me to eat something good...

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: ...

Corgi: ...

Corgi: Is this old lady accurate in fortune-telling?

Ximen Wuyou: Some said she was accurate, and some were not. Who knows if those accurate calculations are what she happened to say...

Corgi: Didn't you ask her again?

Ximen Wuyou: I asked, but she seemed to think that I was hopeless, and it was meaningless to say more, so no matter how I asked, she didn't want to say more, just with a very pitiful look in my eyes look at me……

Corgi: Send me your address, and I'll find you tomorrow.

Ximen Wuyou: Okay, I will pick you up when the time comes, do you take the train or the plane?

Corgi: Airplane.

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: Brother, I will go too.

After Ke Xun quit the group chat, he directly called Mu Yiran, told him about Wu You, and finally said: "Yi Ran, I feel that this matter once again confirms your previous speculation. The behind-the-scenes power is really selectively absorbing the participants. And as you said, this power can't control everything, it does have areas beyond its power, so there are some things it can't do directly I realize that it can only be done indirectly and requires some kind of opportunity. For example, Wu You, I suspect that the old lady is the real reason why Wu You was attracted to the painting. I want to Go see her."

"Okay," Mu Yi responded, "Be careful and contact me anytime."

As a result, before going to bed, Ke Xun received two more calls, one from Weidong and one from Zhu Haowen.

Wei Dong: "My boss has finally gone to city B for a meeting. For three days in a row, I'm going to skip work! I'm so hot, I've been working overtime and I feel nauseous and have a pregnancy reaction when I see my company logo! Take me with you tomorrow, I'm going to relax!"

Zhu Haowen: "I'll go too, see you there tomorrow."

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