Paintings of Terror

"..." The boss answered the phone and relayed Ke Xun's question. After talking to the other person for a long time, the boss listened patiently for a while, and finally waited for the other person to finish speaking. A large area is a county town, and there is a road outside my house, and across the road is a row of shops, selling cloth, grain, furniture, books, and..."

"The book seller!" Ke Xun's eyes were shining brightly, "Boss, please ask, is the book seller a study? Does it sell paintings?"

While looking at Ke Xun with strange eyes, the boss relayed the question into the microphone again, and then said: "Yes, my grandfather said that the shop that sells books is a study, and it also sells books, paintings, and antiques... ..."

Ke Xun couldn't wait to report back and forth like this, took the mobile phone in the boss's hand, and "hello" on it: "Grandpa, tell me what the study looks like? Do you know the name of the study boss?"

The grandfather on the opposite side obviously didn't realize that this grandson was not that grandson, he coughed and said, "It's a fat man, his surname is Li, I forgot what his name is... The study is two floors high, the lower part sells books, and the upper part sells paintings." , hanging on the entire three walls, some paintings are only for viewing but not for sale, and we don’t know who is the original work, we don’t understand that... The owner of the study is a rich man, but unfortunately he went crazy for some reason and ran away. He was hit by a carriage on the road, and the horse's hoof fell down and stepped on his neck, "Kacha", he lost his breath on the spot..."

After Ke Xun touched the back of his neck and led Luo Kuo out of the cafe, he called Zhu Haowen and Weidong respectively, briefly explained the results of the investigation, and sent it to the group again on the way back.

After returning to the hotel, Wei Dong and Fang Fei hadn't come back yet, Zhu Haowen said: "So you think, from this incident, it can be deduced that all the art museums we have been to a hundred years ago were likely to be in the same way a hundred years ago. Is there a place that forces those who enter the painting to keep painting in and out like us?"

Ke Xun nodded: "I think so, but if we are more rigorous, we'd better go to the cities where several other art museums are located to investigate."

"I don't think it's easy," Zhu Haowen said. "After all, it was nearly a hundred years ago, and there have been wars and catastrophes in between. Not every place happens to have elderly people who can provide us with memories of the past." .”

Ke Xun looked at the snowflakes outside the window, and his voice was a little low: "Speaking of which, even if it is confirmed that the predecessors of every art museum are also picturesque, so what if those people are really the last batch of pictures Or, even if someone passes the level, they are no longer alive now, we have no way to get more clues, what we can get may be more sorrow and despair."

Zhu Haowen and Luo Kuo were silent, until the three people's mobile phones rang the V message notification tone almost at the same time.

Mooney: We need to try to find out if this is the case in other museums.

Corgi: 【Hold your words, kiss me! .jpg】

Zhu Haowen holding the phone: "..." Is your depression just now my illusion?

Luo Wei, who was holding the mobile phone: "..." The speed at which my brother was resurrected with full blood made me realize what speed and affection are.

Mooney: When are you going to leave City C?

Ke Ji: We plan to stay for another day to see if Wu You's grandma can find another person who can show people's bones.

Mooney: Good.

ZHW: Why do you need to check other art museums?

Mooney: If the situation is the same in other art museums, then it means that the location of these art museums may have a direct relationship with the incident of painting.

Corgi: Makes sense!Then we continue to check!

ZHW: I'm afraid the time does not allow it. These art museums are scattered all over the country, and we will have another painting in a short time.

Mooney: We split up and each of us chose the museum closest to our city.

ZHW: It’s not that easy to check. This time it happened that the owner of the café lived nearby for his grandparents. It’s not likely that other art museums will have such a coincidence.

Mooney: Go to the Municipal Archives to check the information.

Little Carrot Pulling White Rabbit: Brother-in-law, I’m afraid it won’t work. Today, my brother and I were kicked out without even entering the office of the art museum. People looked at my brother’s face and thought it was a hooligan collecting protection money. Woolen cloth.

Corgi: [I slap your face with my foot.gif]

Corgi: But of course, we may not be able to enter places like the Archives Bureau...

Mooney: I'll get someone to write you a letter of introduction.

Corgi: [Male god, please face upme.jpg]

Little radish and white rabbit: [Male god, do you want to take a concubine? .jpg】

Corgi: ...

After quitting the group chat, Ke Xun chatted with Mu Yiran in private again, and when he looked out the window, he found that it was already dark, and couldn't help being surprised: "Why haven't Dongzi and Fang Fei come back yet? When I came out to contact them, I said that I was already going back.”

Luo Kuo, who was fiddling with his mobile phone, said, "Brother Dong said they might have to come back late, and the road conditions are bad in snowy weather, so they got stuck on the road again."

"Then let's go eat when they come back." Ke Xun said.

The three of them had nothing to do for a while, and each lived in a corner to tinker with what they had on hand. Ke Xun and Luo Yan leaned side by side on the bedside to brush their mobile phones, and Zhu Haowen sat on the other bed and used his laptop to surf the Internet.

They were each working on their own affairs, when Luo Kuo spouted out suddenly, Ke Xun turned to look at him, and Luo Kuo showed him his mobile phone screen: "Brother Dong and Sister Fei are on the local news. "

Ke Xun took a closer look, and saw that it was the official Weibo of a local news organization. The content was: A series of car accidents on snowy roads, bold couples calmly watched. (The picture may cause discomfort, please click carefully)

Below are a few news pictures, all of which are photos of the scene of the car accident. Although the "discomfort" scenes have been mosaiced, it is still possible to see how tragic the death of the deceased in the car accident is from the place where the horse did not live.

And just a few steps away from the deceased, Wei Dong and Fang Fei were standing there calmly watching with pockets in one hand and candied haws in the other.

The place where the accident happened was at a crossroads. It looked like the two of them were about to cross the sidewalk. The car accident happened at this moment, and the deceased was directly crushed in front of their eyes. This photo should have been taken immediately after the accident. , the passers-by around were still in a state of fright and screaming, and the calm first reaction on the faces of these two people was particularly eye-catching.

"..." Ke Xun clicked on the comments under this Weibo, and saw that apart from sighing and regretting, the netizens were commenting on Wei Dong and Fang Fei's calm performance under the topic of #史已最几冷爱情人#.

By the time Wei Dong and Fang Fei finally returned to the hotel, #史史最静静爱情# has already hit the top trending searches...

"The driver who caused the accident was paralyzed from fright and couldn't even move in the cab." Wei Dong didn't know anything about the fact that he had become a trending figure, so he came back and told Ke Xun and the others about his and Fang Fei's experiences today. "Fang Fei and I helped report to the police, and found his family's phone number from the deceased's mobile phone. We left after the police and his family arrived. The road was blocked for a long time, which made me hungry... ...Are you going to eat or not?"

"Aren't you full of candied haws?" Ke Xun asked.

"Nonsense, candied haws can be eaten as a meal," Wei Dong rolled his eyes, "Huh? How do you know that I eat candied haws?"

"Not only I know, but also more than 3000 million netizens across the country." Ke Xun said.

The topic of #史最凉冰爱情人# has more than 3000 million hits.

"Huh?" Wei Dong looked confused, and Luo Kuo showed him and Fang Fei his mobile phone in a doggy manner.

Wei Dong: "..."

Fang Fei: "..."

Luo Kuo: "Brother Dong, take a look, some girls even say they think you're cool and stylish."

Wei Dong: "...Write down her ID, and I will pay attention to it silently later."

Luo Kuo: "..."

A small episode did not cause much disturbance in the painting team. After going out for dinner, everyone went back to the hotel. After washing, Ke Xun got into the quilt and swiped his mobile phone. It's okay to talk, and I fell asleep soon.

Wei Dong teamed up with Luo Kuo in another room on the bed next to him, and when he saw that Ke Xun was asleep, he turned off the light and went to Luo Kuo's room for fear of disturbing him.

Ke Xun vaguely heard someone coming back from the outside, and then fell asleep until he was woken up early in the morning by a knock on the door.

Ke Xun went to open the door, shirtless and half asleep, but saw Mu Yiran standing outside the door, with a snowy aura and a suitcase in his hand.

Ke Xun was taken aback for a moment, then dragged him into the door, and threw himself forward with his arms outstretched: "Why are you here? Didn't you stay abroad yesterday? No wonder the phone was turned off last night... What are you doing here, don't worry about me ? Are you really, tired? Hungry? Let's eat something first and then you come back and sleep!"

Mu Yiran pulled him out of his arms: "Snow has just fallen on me, go and put on your clothes."

Ke Xun walked back with a smile, and was about to talk to Mu Yiran while putting on his clothes, but saw that his eyes were on the face of the person who was turning over and sitting up on the bed next to him, and then he froze slightly.

Ke Xun followed his gaze and saw that the person sleeping on the bed was not Weidong, but Zhu Haowen.

"... Haowen'er, why are you here?" Ke Xun felt his heart tighten for a while.

Zhu Haowen was expressionless: "Wei Dong and Luo Yu want to play games together, let me come and sleep." The two bastards forcefully dug him out of the bed and drove him out the door.

"..." Ke Xunxin said that Dongzi Luobo, these two scammers, have cheated me this time.

——Of course, this episode "seems" did not affect the itinerary of the Painter's team. After breakfast, everyone sat with Wu You who rushed over, and re-arranged the follow-up tasks.

Wu You is a local, and he is in charge of asking his great-grandmother to find out if there is anyone who can read bones.

The rest left City C and went to the city where the art museum was closest to the city where they lived. After receiving the letter of introduction issued by Mu Yiran through his contacts, they went to the Archives Bureau to check the files.

After returning to his home in City Z with Mu Yiran, Ke Xun didn't go out for three days. When he got out of bed and shivered with his waist limp that day, Mu Yiran had already gone out and came back from the outside.

"As of today, it has been confirmed that the predecessors of three art museums have engaged in painting-related businesses," Mu Yiran took off his coat, and while talking, he glanced at his own dog who was staggering and moving in front of him, "I I don’t think there is any need to check it later, nine times out of ten, all art museums are the same, which further proves that the location selection of these art museums is closely related to the painting event itself.”

"Do you think this has something to do with Feng Shui?" Ke Xun nestled weakly on the sofa, took a few sips of the hot tea that Mu Yiran handed over to him, "Why don't we find someone who will show people the Yin and Yang House?" Someone from Fengshui can help you take a look?"

Mu Yiran sat beside him, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said, "We're not sure whether this will involve innocent people in this matter, or whether it will cause us to violate the rules of painting and be punished." When it comes to backlash, even if we don’t disclose anything about the painting to the person, there is no guarantee that when he gets a glimpse of the mystery from the perspective of feng shui, there will be a chain reaction.”

"Then what should I do?" Ke Xun continued weakly, "My butt hurts, and I refuse to think now."

Mu Yiran took the coordinate maps of all the art museums on the tablet, pondered for a long time, and said, "I have an idea."

"We have now confirmed that there are at least three or four art museums, and there were paintings-related businesses established here nearly a hundred years ago," Mu Yiran said, "It can be deduced from this that other art museums At the same time period nearly a hundred years ago, the location of these companies should have been related to paintings, just like these companies.

"From such a coincidence, it can be inferred that nearly a hundred years ago, a group of people like us were controlled and persecuted by some kind of force, wandered around these places, and kept painting and painting.

"Then the question now is whether or not this group of people managed to get out of the painting incident completely. This point has no way to be verified, and we don't have to bother to think about it anymore.

"And the second question is, has the event of entering the painting continued after this group of people, or is there a period of time in the middle? How many groups of people are there between us and this group of people?

"If this incident has been going on, there should be a group of people who have entered these art museums in the few months before us. In this way, we need to get all the art museums half a year or even a year ago. All the monitoring, comparing all the people who entered and exited the art gallery during this period, to see if they have the same faces.

"And if there is no one else involved in the painting incident between that group of people and us a hundred years ago, we have to consider why this incident was suspended during this period? How did it happen? Who did it? Found it method, may be able to save us from this event.

"But we also need to consider another possibility, that is, the incident of entering the painting cannot be stopped, and it will be temporarily suspended only after a group of people have completely died-this should be the worst possibility , but I think there may not be no way out at all, which involves another most critical issue:

"How did the incident of entering the painting happen.

"Everything has an origin. The painting event cannot be born out of thin air. It must have a source. Maybe if we find this source, we can find a way to crack it."