Paintings of Terror

Death is already the only choice that the painters can make.

It may not even be possible to escape, because the posthumous note said that someone wanted to escape here, but returned to the place where the altar appeared.

Just like every time you enter a painting, when you run to the edge of the painting, you will turn back to the original place, unless you can find the painter's seal, then you can escape and leave here forever.

But this is the real world, not a painting.

All your speculations have confirmed that this is a real world. Those weird, miraculous, and incredible things are all those ancient creatures buried deep in the ground. make an impact.

Therefore, this is not a painting, there is no signature or seal of the painter here, there is no way for the painters to escape their birth, here, there is only cruel death and reality.

The painters didn't even have a little more time to make a final farewell to the real world. When the daylight completely disappeared into the engulfment of darkness, everyone's skin revealed a darker than darkness. The bone patterns are densely packed, twisted and hideous, and hideously covered the whole body.

Everyone hasn't spoken to each other for a long time, just silently preparing the equipment for boarding the altar.

Ke Xun stuffed a photo album in his backpack, stuffed the box of chocolates given to him by Mu Yiran, wore a pair of platinum pendants with Mu Yiran around his neck, and put on his fingers, both of them, There is that ring.

"Wear this suit." Ke Xun took out two sets of clothes from his pocket and handed one to Mu Yiran.

It's a couple outfit.

"When someone finds our bodies, they will definitely point to us and say: Ah, these two are lovers!" Ke Xun imitated the image of the person who found the bodies, pointing to the ground, "then they will take pictures , Post it on Weibo when we go back, and there will definitely be a lot of people coming to give us some wax, haha."

Mu Yiran laughed, took it and put it on with him, and then the two looked at each other.

A long time passed without moving.

"I'm definitely ugly right now." Ke Xun rubbed his face, which was already covered with black pitch-like bones.

Mu Yiran stretched out his arms and pulled him into his arms, embraced him, kissed him, and listened to his choked and heavy breathing in his nose.

"Yi Ran... Yi Ran..." Ke Xun gripped his clothes tightly, and buried his face on his shoulder, "I'm not afraid of death, Yi Ran, but I'm afraid I won't see you again."

Mu Yiran put his hand on the back of his head, rubbed it lightly, tilted his head, put his mouth close to his ear, and sent his voice softly into his ear hole: "Don't be afraid, even if we become nothing in the end. The physical body and consciousness will also be together. Remember, Cheng Zhi used this method to find his son. No matter where his son is, he will not encounter any obstacles. He will definitely be able to find him, just Just like you can definitely find me, I can definitely find you. Because, the consciousness body is..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yiran suddenly stopped, and Ke Xun raised his head to look at him, seeing him frowned in thought, he didn't make a sound, just looked at his side face quietly.

"Consciousness." When Mu Yiran looked up at Ke Xun again from his thinking, his eyes had a glimmer like the top of a snow mountain, "it is not affected by space and dimensions, and it can exist across dimensions. , can also travel through time and space.”

"You mean..." Ke Xun vaguely understood what Mu Yiran was thinking, "'I can't reach it, but I can reach it'?"

Mu Yiran nodded: "I think that's what the senior expert meant. The body can't reach it, but the mind, or consciousness can reach it, is a different time and space or dimension.

"The ancient metaphysicians believed that the power of the mind is the most powerful force in the universe, and there is no place that the mind can't go to. With a single thought, you can go up and down the past and the present, and travel to the world without boundaries.

"The word 'sincerity leads to spirit' refers to the powerful power of thoughts. If the thoughts are strong enough, they can change the cause and effect of events. This 'change the cause and effect of events' may refer to the feature that thoughts are not limited by time and space. "

"So," Ke Xun's eyes lit up, "since it has been confirmed that entering the painting will happen every hundred years, that is to say, the method of using consciousness as a seal has also been confirmed to be useful, right? In other words, Consciousness can really exist independently of the body, right? Is there such a possibility - when our body dies, we can control our own consciousness, span time, and go back... to the real one thousands of years ago? The world of mountains and seas?"

"I think there are two possibilities," Mu Yiran said, "One possibility is as you said, we can control our consciousness to travel through time. But the other possibility is not ruled out, that is, everything is nothingness after death. The conscious body can still exist, but it is no longer the same form of expression as it existed in our physical body.

"Our thoughts and memories are likely to be left in the physical body and die with it, and the conscious body, although 'alive', is no longer who we were.

"It's like a disc. Although the disc that has been erased is still a disc, it has become a blank disc without any data."

Ke Xun was shocked: "You made me feel hairy all over. I feel like a zombie with a conscious body. Although it can still move, it has no thoughts."

"The description is quite appropriate." Mu Yiran was still in the mood to laugh, and reached out to stroke Ke Xun's head, "Then if the conscious body still retains our thoughts and memories, do you want to travel back to the world of mountains and seas to do so?" what?"

"I'm just thinking about it. Isn't the Great Wu Gaoyang really awesome? Can he see people's conscious bodies?" Ke Xun blinked, "When the time comes, ask him to help us find a body for us to attach to. Then we told him, let him find a way to make the Jiuding stronger, and it is best to fix it firmly, so that the disappearance of the Jiuding will not happen in the future, and we generations of painters will not have to go through it again. That’s all, Jiuding will always play the role of suppressing demons and ghosts, let’s cut off this incident of entering the painting from the root, what do you think?”

"Although I don't think your idea will succeed in all likelihood," Mu Yi smiled, "you can give it a try."

Ke Xun also couldn't help laughing: "Am I so innocent and cute? Have you picked up the treasure? Then let's talk about it. I'll tell everyone later. Let's make an appointment. There is still a complete consciousness, let's try to travel through time."

"According to what you say, there will probably be a lot of resurrection of the dead in this world." Zhu Haowen's voice came from the entrance of the tent, and he raised the curtain and leaned in half of his body, "If everyone can control the body after death, Your own consciousness, then go back to your physical body directly, or find a new body to possess yourself?"

"The original body is dead, and the functions of the body have ceased, and there is no way to manipulate the body when we go back," Ke Xun said, "There are other consciousnesses in the living body, so of course there is no way to accommodate another one." Consciousness. But I think the Great Wu Gaoyang will definitely have a way to solve this problem."

"Maybe he will treat you as a ghost and kill you directly." Zhu Haowen poured cold water on him mercilessly.

"Brother Wen'er, we are all about to die, can't you let me have a little naive hope for the afterlife?" Ke Xun spread his hands.

"Okay, Ke Tianzhen." Zhu Haowen stood at the tent with his arms folded and looked at him, "Then tell me, if Gao Yang is powerful enough to control the consciousness of human beings, why doesn't he let his consciousness find someone else?" Attached, and then keep choosing the physical resurrection for thousands of years, so as to achieve immortality?"

"Oh, my stomach hurts." Ke Xun said.

Zhu Haowen ignored his behavior of pretending to be foolish, and continued: "We also said before that consciousness is another dimension of matter. When it is combined with the body, the two exist together in our dimension, but once It gets out of the physical body and it goes to another dimension immediately.

"Although it can exist across dimensions, I don't think there is a way for a high-dimensional substance to merge with a low-dimensional substance.

"My personal opinion is that consciousness is a kind of magical substance. It is produced in the biological body of the three-dimensional world, but it is a kind of high-dimensional substance. Once it leaves the body, it will become pure high-dimensional substance. It cannot be combined with three-dimensional objects in reverse.

"However, the Gaoyang family and the warlock ancestor in Qin Dynasty may be very few people who know how to establish a connection with the consciousness body, so the "Mountain and Sea Map" on Jiuding has consciousness energy, so the bone phase "Mountain and Sea Map" has inheritance force.

"But I don't think they can do the operation of 'merging matter of different dimensions together' to combine the conscious body and the physical body. What they do is to use the huge energy field that the conscious body can generate to harm ghosts and humans. These three-dimensional creatures perform strikes or control.

"To put it simply, they found a high-end weapon to deal with low-level creatures, but they couldn't possibly combine high-end weapons with low-level creatures to make a low-level creature."

"It's...very simple and easy to understand." Ke Xun gave him a thumbs up, then crooked the corners of his lips, and smiled, "So, we still have no way to completely end this matter. Still need to... die."

"Yes." Zhu Haowen is also habitually ruthless about his own fate, "We die, and then become bullets for high-end weapons. These bullets are used up every 100 years, and new bullets will continue to be replenished."

Ke Xun rubbed his hair, turned it around twice, then stood up, looked up at Mu Yiran and Zhu Haowen: "Then tell me, is this whole event of entering the painting a metaphysical event or a A scientific event?"

"The end of science is philosophy, and the end of philosophy is theology." Zhu Haowen shrugged, "Phenomena that science cannot explain, people tend to think of them as metaphysical phenomena, but this may be because the scientific knowledge that humans currently have is still far behind. It is far from enough to explain more unknown scientific phenomena."

"Then how did Gao Yang and that metaphysics senior master this knowledge?" Ke Xun asked, "In their era, there were no scientific instruments and so much knowledge of mathematics and physics, so what was the basis for them to make high-end What about weapons?"

Zhu Haowen looked at him: "Are you trying to say that as long as we find the method they use, we can try to make a high-end weapon even if we don't have scientific instruments and scientific theoretical basis?"

"Yes." Ke Xun nodded.

However, Zhu Haowen spread his hands: "The answer to your question may be that you can only use your consciousness to travel to the world of mountains and seas after you die, and ask Gao Yang directly."

Ke Xun frowned slightly and thought about it: "But I suddenly remembered a time paradox in Doraemon..."

Mu Yiran: "Doraemon is..."

Ke Xun: "It's Doraemon."

Mu Yiran: "... Isn't it Doraemon Mu?"

Ke Xun: "..."

Zhu Haowen: "..."

The author has something to say:

Boss: ...Why do you have to be humiliated in the blind areas of knowledge before you die? See if this is what people do.

Ke Xun: The user consciousness of your cue has flown to a high dimension, and is not in the body area at present, please cue later.