Paintings of Terror

The car stopped.

The wooden door was pulled open from the outside, and the cold wind mixed with snow particles blew into the warm compartment.

When everyone in the car felt uncomfortable due to the sudden cold, they were all stunned on the spot before they could even shudder——

I saw a few blood men climbing up from the outside, their heads and faces were covered with blood, it was almost impossible to distinguish their faces and genders.

"Help! Help!" Several blood men grabbed the car door and squeezed into the car in panic.

A farmer named Sledgehammer in the car hurried forward to help, and asked, "How did you do this? Is there any danger outside? Come up quickly, we have to close the door!"

Another young man named Qian Zhuzi was more concerned about the injuries of several people. After inspection, although the injuries of several people looked scary, they did not hurt the vitals, so there was no danger to their lives.

Luo He wanted to go to help at first, but remembering what Hua Jiqiu had told him before, he could only watch coldly from the sidelines and secretly counted. There were six wounded in total, which obviously exceeded what Hua Jiqiu said before. Two people".

At this time, the car was still parked and never left.

"What's the matter? Why isn't the car leaving?!" One of the injured was anxious, and he used something like a wooden stool to hold the door of the car with lingering fear, "If they chase in, everyone in our car will have to die!"

"Who are they?" Qian Zhuzi asked.

Another woman with a bloody face replied: "It's the famous Wu lunatic around here! He cuts anyone he sees! No one can cure him!"

"May I ask a few names?" Hua Jiqiu asked suddenly.

Because the people who came to help just now were all other people, Hua Jiqiu has been silent, so the several injured people all looked at the old gentleman at the same time, and intuited that the gentleman who looked like a scholar in the carriage had said something. Calculate.

The wounded had probably wiped off the blood on their faces at this time, and some of the wounds on their arms and legs were still hurting. At this moment, they just hummed there, and the two people who were not seriously injured answered on their behalf——

"We are all from Yuanjia Village. Our surname is Yuan. The fat one is Dabei, the one whose ear was cut off is Xiaobei, and these two are Tiedaner and Xiucai. My name is Rende. It's my daughter-in-law Aster."

The woman named Aster said anxiously at this moment: "Let the coachman drive the car quickly! If we don't leave, it will be too late!"

The other passengers in the carriage are all looking at Hua Jiqiu at this moment.

Hua Jiqiu spread his hands, he didn't have the ability to move the car: "If the car doesn't leave, it must be waiting for someone, which means there are not enough people yet."

Cui Ju shouted anxiously: "If you wait any longer, a lunatic will come! That lunatic was a martial artist back then, and we are no match for him at all."

Hua Jiqiu didn't know how to answer the woman's words, so he simply turned his head and asked the scholar: "May I ask what the scholar's name is?"

The fluttering scarf wrapped around Xiucai's head was so stained with blood that he couldn't see his true colors. He replied weakly, "My surname is Yuan, my name is Cheng, and my name is Shuoyue."

Hua Jiqiu nodded when he heard the words, but did not speak.

Several people started urging the car again, and even the other people in the car panicked, Xiaofeng ran to Luo Kuo's side: "What if the lunatic really comes, we have all heard of the Wu lunatic in Yuanjia Village!"

"What's the name of the madman Wu?" Although Luo Yu didn't understand why Hua Jiqiu was so interested in the names of these passengers, he still asked.

"I don't know about that," Xiaofeng looked back at his mother, Liu Shi.

Holding the child in her arms, Mrs. Liu said to Luo Kuo in a low voice: "Brother Luoba, Mr. Hua must be careful this time. If the lunatics are really allowed to get into the car, the lives of all of us in the car may be lost."

"Sister-in-law," Luo Kuo didn't know what Liu's name was, so he called her sister-in-law, "You told me just now that if the passengers in this car are left in the wrong place, the car will crash and everyone will die, and there will be no survivors."

Mrs. Liu nodded, looked at the injured villagers of Yuanjia Village, and didn't know who should be left in the car for a moment.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a knock on the car door from outside.

Everyone in the carriage couldn't help becoming nervous, especially those from Yuanjia Village. They all hid in the carriage: "Crazy Wu is here! Crazy Wu killed people before!"

But everyone knows that if the door is not opened for people outside the car, the car will probably be parked here forever.

As soon as the car door opened, everyone exclaimed again.

The person who came up was not a Wu lunatic, nor was it a bleeding wounded person, but a man covered in nasty sores, who looked like a toad at first glance.

People originally wanted to drive him out, but no one dared to touch him, for fear that the yellow pus on this man's body would flow onto him, causing himself to turn into his horrible and disgusting appearance.

"Throw this bitch out!" Aster's voice was split.

Bitch?It was only then that everyone realized that the person covered in sores was actually a woman.

The couple of Aster and Deren stepped back vigorously: "Her sore is contagious, throw her out!"

The toad-like woman hid at the door of the car very wisely, keeping her head down and not daring to make a sound.

"Do you know her? Are you from the same village?" Luo Kuo asked.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Cui Ju could only take the initiative to explain: "She used to be a girl from our village, but when she came to the city, she failed her studies and came back with a whole body of internal diseases. Look at her sores all over her body, she is a prostitute." Only then will you get sick!"

The toad woman didn't say a word, she buried her head hard, for fear that others would stare at her face.

The scholar seemed to be a bit unbearable, so he also said: "Actually, Chang Ting didn't fail at school...but to bury her father, and at the same time to heal her mother, that's why..."

"What did you say her name was?" Hua Jiqiu asked a little sensitively.

"Changting," Xiucai sighed, "when she was in the village, she was called by this name."

She probably didn't change her name afterward, but people gradually forgot her real name and only called her Toad.

"Hurry up and get her out of the car!" Cui Ju tightly covered her nose to prevent herself from smelling the sores on Chang Ting's body, "Don't tell me you want to stay in the car with this toad?"

"Toad" Chang Ting finally spoke: "The lunatic chased me and wanted to hack me to death."

"The dirty water from those sores of yours might melt Crazy Wu's knife! Get out of here!" Cui Ju cursed viciously.

Chang Ting stopped making a sound, and sat there silently with his head bowed.

The car still didn't go.

"Could it be that the car is waiting for that lunatic?" Luo Yu asked Hua Jiqiu in a low voice.

Hua Jiqiu looked at the time on the phone: "I hope he will come up quickly, it will be 11:00 soon, we can't wait any longer."

"..."

"I'm sorry, Ronaldinho, I really want to tell you my judgment, but with a carload of people here, I'm afraid that if I say something, it will cause unnecessary losses." Hua Jiqiu's expression was very apologetic.

"That's okay, Director Hua, as long as your judgment is correct, it doesn't matter whether you tell me or not." Luo Yu said this, but he knew in his heart that the four times before the car stopped, and the four groups of people came up, all of them were caught by Hua Jiqiu. Accurately judged the passengers who should stay.

"Bang Dang—" With a sound, the car door was pushed open by an external force.

All the passengers rushed inside in a panic, because it was not a person who came in first, but a huge machete.

The owner of the knife is a strong man with disheveled hair and dirty hair: "Kill you, kill you, kill you! Kill you, kill you, kill you! Kill you, kill you, kill you!"

"..." Luo Kuo was terrified and speechless.

Hua Jiqiu was also frightened by the machete, and asked with a slightly trembling voice, "Who are you? Why do you wanton kill people?"

"I am the champion of martial arts! I am the number one martial arts scholar in the world! I am the number one in the world! I am the number one, I am the number one, I am the number one!" Crazy Wu turned on the repeater mode again.

"...Dare to ask who is the first name of Wu Zhuangyuan?" Hua Jiqiu boldly continued to ask.

Luo Kuo stared at the straight-eyed Wu lunatic, feeling that the other party might answer——My name is Wu Zhuangyuan, my name is Wu Zhuangyuan, my name is Wu Zhuangyuan...

Crazy Wu tilted his head and stared blankly at Hua Jiqiu for a while: "I, Yuan Chonghua, will not change my name or surname when I walk! Yuan Chonghua! My name is Yuan Chonghua! My name is Yuan Chonghua, my name is Yuan Chonghua, and I Call Yuan Chonghua!"

"Excuse me, which heavy word is it?" Hua Jiqiu continued to ask.

Crazy Wu rolled his eyes and looked at Hua Jiqiu: "Because I was born with double pupils, I got the name Chonghua!"

After hearing these words, Hua Jiqiu breathed a long sigh of relief, no longer afraid of the machete in Yuan Chonghua's hand, and walked towards the center of the carriage.

Everyone else in the carriage was silent, not knowing what decision Hua Jiqiu was about to make.

Seeing Hua Jiqiu staring at her husband and wife, Cui Ju took the lead in pleading: "Master Che, Master Che! Please do me a favor, don't throw our husband and wife out!"

Luo Wei: Mr. Che?

Hua Jiqiu explained earnestly: "Don't be anxious, everyone. Just now everyone came to the car as if fleeing for their lives, just to avoid Crazy Wu, and everyone is also taboo about Chang Ting's skin disease. In this way, we left Wu Zhuangyuan and Chang Ting in the car Now, the rest of us can go home with peace of mind."

Everyone froze for a moment, this seemed like a good suggestion.

Although the other old passengers in the car were reluctant, they were really afraid of this "Master Che" who had the power to make decisions. Although their faces were ugly at the moment, they kept silent.

The scholar suddenly said: "Master Che, please do me a favor, our house has been destroyed by the blizzard, and the village has almost been buried in the snow! We are all fleeing famine on this trip, and we met Madman Wu on the way." , We were injured just now... Please keep us, we don't dislike Changting, nor do we dislike Crazy Wu! We are willing to share the same room with them!"

After the scholar said a few words, Luo Kuo didn't know how to refuse.

Hua Jiqiu didn't say anything, stood up and walked to Changting, and didn't show any disgusted expression, but stretched out his hand and opened the car door: "Please get out of the car, six villagers, this car is not the place for you to stay. .”

The six stood up slowly, with despair written all over their faces.

Luo Kuo really couldn't bear it, and didn't dare to look at these six people.

But Hua Jiqiu's decision at this time was the same as the previous few times, like an irresistible "imperial decree", and the six people finally left with resentment.

The door finally closed.

The car ran forward quickly again.

This time the judgment was correct.

Luo Kuo looked at Hua Jiqiu: "What should we do next? According to what you said before, we are all here now."

"I don't know what the plot will be like, but I have done everything I need to do when it comes to selecting candidates," Hua Jiqiu replied.

The car ran forward for a while, and the people in the car felt that it was getting warmer and warmer. Xiaofeng pushed open the window: "My God! Look, the peach blossoms are blooming, the peach blossoms are blooming!"

All the people crowded to the car windows to see, there was no longer a world of ice and snow outside, but instead it was filled with vitality.

The peach tree full of flower buds was full of Kazuki's flowers in an instant, the grass on the hillside was green, and the spring water broke through the ice and started to flow.

The car gradually stopped.

Just when everyone got in without knowing it, Hua Jiqiu opened the car door: "Everyone get out of the car, you should belong to spring."

Everyone got out of the car one after another, and that madman Wu didn't know when he threw away the machete, and he didn't have that kind of madness at the moment.

The toad-like Chang Ting unexpectedly changed his appearance, all the sores on his face and body disappeared, and his skin became white and rosy like a peach blossom.

Hua Jiqiu and Luo Yu got out of the car last, and there happened to be an old peach tree at the place where they got off, and there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones under the tree, and it was unknown who did it.

Hua Jiqiu thought for a while, picked up a pen and dipped it in cinnabar, and painted a red dot on each of the nine people's skirts.

"Director Hua, what are you doing?" Luo Kuo became more and more puzzled.

"I'm drawing a nine."

"Draw nine?"

Hua Jiqiu smiled and said: "This is an old tradition. In ancient times, people would draw nine on the day of Laba. There is nothing complicated. There are nine characters, and each character has exactly nine strokes. Draw People in Nine draw a stroke every day, and when the painting is finished, Nine Nine 81 days have passed, which is the end of Nine Springs.”

"Is what you're talking about similar to the Jiujiu Cold Dispelling Picture?" Luo Wei asked.

"Xiao Luo, it seems that you are not ignorant of the customs of the year."

Looking at these nine people of all shapes and sizes, Luo Yu really didn't understand why Hua Jiqiu picked them out.

"Because those nine words are exactly: Weeping willows in front of the pavilion cherish the spring breeze." Hua Jiqiu replied seriously.

Luo Kuo was about to write these words, but suddenly found that the cinnabar dots on the skirts of the nine people had a word appearing on each of them, and the combination was exactly: Weeping willows in front of the pavilion cherish the spring breeze.

"This is the ancient people's expectation for spring." Hua Jiqiu said meaningfully.

Luo Kuo felt it was amazing: "Director Hua, Uncle Hua, how did you make the judgment?"

"I just feel that the world has always been winter, which is a bit strange, and everyone seems to be emphasizing 'cold', emphasizing a kind of unbearable coldness, which reminds me of the various folk practices of the ancients looking forward to spring," Hua said. Jiqiu explained: "Until the first case came out, the names of those people who got on the bus were very strange, most of them were related to winter, only the other three were different, I put all of them I wrote out my name, and I have this vague answer in my mind."

"Oh my god, Uncle Hua, you are so awesome!"

"No, it's just my job to study the common knowledge of the year." Hua Jiqiu replied modestly.

At this time, a gust of east wind blew, and the peach petals rustled down. Rob's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly found that there was a piece of wood that fell with the petals. He squatted down and picked it up——

"Fragment, it's a fragment! A peach blossom is engraved on it!"