Paintings of Terror

"Doraemon and Nobita take the time machine back to the past, want to change what has happened, or want to find out the reasons and the truth behind what happened, but the fact is that what happened is originally Even if they only observe the truth behind it as bystanders, they have already participated in the past for the results that will be produced in the future," Ke Xun said, looking at Mu Yiran, "Is it understandable when I say that?"

Mu Yiran nodded: "The result of the matter is the result of the cause that has been affected."

"Yes," Ke Xun said, "So, maybe we have come to this point now, and it is already the result of doing everything we can after traveling back to the world of mountains and seas in the future. That is to say, no matter whether we travel through Back in the world of mountains and seas, none of us can change the ending of the imminent death... right?"

"Yes." Zhu Haowen said.

Ke Xun lowered his eyelids, and sighed for a while: "So after all we talk about, there is still no way."

"Moreover, even if scientific instruments and scientific evidence are not required, it will take a lot of time to manufacture a super weapon like Jiuding," Zhu Haowen said. "We don't have the materials, and we don't have the time. It's too late for everything."

Ke Xun shook his head and waved his hands: "Okay, Mr. Haowen, your task of beating me has been completed, and you can call it a day. I want to cry in Yi Ran's arms at this last moment."

"You only have a few minutes." Zhu Haowen opened the curtain of the tent, and the outside is already full of flying sand and rocks, the entire space between the sky and the earth has been filled with violent wind, those tornado columns that must appear every night have been completely connected tonight A piece of it became a wall of wind that lifted the sky and stepped on the ground.

Zhu Haowen walked out, Ke Xun and Mu Yiran were left in the small tent again.

The two looked at each other, thousands of words were blocked in their hearts at the moment, and they didn't know which one to say first.

"My intuition has always been right," Ke Xun said awkwardly, his eye circles were slightly red, "but this time... my intuition...we...we really can't live..."

"It doesn't matter, Ke Xun, it doesn't matter." Mu Yiran stared at him deeply, with a deep and gentle voice, "In this world, there may not be any couple who have experienced so many life and death together like the two of us. , This is enough to be unforgettable, and it is enough to die without regret.”

Ke Xun couldn't speak for a moment, nodded with a choked voice, then stretched out his arms, and hugged Mu Yiran tightly.

This was probably the fastest few minutes in his life.

Almost in just such a hug, a shallow kiss, it ended quickly.

Putting on their backpacks, the two walked out of the tent holding hands.

Companions are also coming out of other tents silently.Ke Xun didn't want to look at the expressions on their faces, and looked at the ghostly altar standing in the overwhelming storm.

"Are you ready?" In the violent wind and sand, someone's voice could no longer be distinguished.

No one answered, but it doesn't matter what the answer is.

"Come on," said another voice.

The thirteen people strode forward with difficulty, as if they were carrying the heavy ancient mountains on their backs, as if trekking through the empty millennium, they stepped stiffly into the storm that was about to swallow the sky and the earth.

The thirteen people walked towards the altar in silence, and the dark figures were filled with endless silence, despair, and sorrow.

Such a violent wind and sand almost wanted to uncover a layer of ground, but it seemed to be blocked by some kind of force, unable to destroy the thirteen figures.

It seems that there are two tit-for-tat forces fighting in the wind. One is trying to sweep these thirteen people away from this terrifying valley of death, while the other is trying to keep them behind. , opened the way for them in front of him, and even pushed them behind him, pushing them all the way to the foot of the altar.

"Climb." Someone said.

But no one wants to act first.

"There is no time..." Another person said, "If you continue to hesitate, after dawn, this world will probably be ruled by demons and ghosts."

Still no one moved.

"Wait a minute," Ke Xun said this time, "Wu You, look at this altar by looking at the bones."

Wu You's voice was hoarse and responded slightly.

After a while, I heard her say: "I can't see anything... just stones..."

"Then how about looking at the wind?" Ke Xun pointed to the place where the storm was most violent, thickest and most severe in the distance.

Wu You screamed in surprise and fear: "A lot—a lot of strange things—the wind is full of—it's terrible! It's terrible—"

"What are they like?" someone asked.

"I can't say it—it's indescribable—it's just—it's so scary that I want to die on the spot—" Wu You covered his eyes, knelt down and hugged himself into a ball forcefully, and then burst into tears.

"It's ghosts, they are here." Shao Ling said hoarsely, "Let's go up, there is no time."

"We—we don't have to die—" Li Xiaochun also cried, "didn't ghosts and humans coexist in the era of mountains and seas! Just let them out, we are no longer ancient humans now, we have It’s high-tech, we’ll just use infrasonic waves to deal with them when the time comes!”

"Don't think about it," Zhu Haowen said coldly, "Countries around the world have long started researching infrasonic weapons and intending to participate in the war between humans. So far, no country has completely succeeded in researching it, and they will not wait until humans succeed in researching it. Let's wipe out the human species!"

"No way!" Li Xiaochun shouted, "Human beings in the Mountain and Sea era are not extinct either!"

"That's because in that era, no human beings could create infrasound waves!" Zhu Haowen looked at him coldly, "But after Gao Yang suggested that Dayu created the Nine Tripods, do you think ghosts would tolerate the existence of human beings?

"Human beings are used to being the masters of the world, will they allow ghosts to usurp the throne and make themselves the targets of hunting and predation?

"Humans will study super weapons with the goal of exterminating demons and ghosts, and demons will also kill humans frantically with the goal of exterminating human beings to avoid future troubles. So do you think it is the ghosts that kill people faster, or the speed of human research on infrasonic weapons?

"Look up at the storm in front of you. This is the ability of ghosts. How long do you think it will take for a storm of this magnitude to sweep across the earth? How many humans can survive such a storm?"

Li Xiaochun knew that what Zhu Haowen said was reasonable, and his unwillingness and anger made him scream heart-piercingly, grabbed the submachine gun on his body, and started shooting frantically at the place where the storm was raging in the distance.

The gunshots echoed continuously in the storm and surrounded by mountains. Ke Xun was afraid that he might accidentally injure his companion, so he stepped forward and pushed him down, but he didn't notice that Mu Yiran suddenly turned back and turned towards the person who came when everyone entered the valley. look in the direction.

There seems to be a faint light flashing there, but when I look closely, I can't see it again.

"Calm down," Ke Xun pinched Li Xiaochun's arm until cold sweat broke out on his forehead due to pain, "If you do this, you won't do anything. Calm down and think about it. Didn't you decide to log in before?" Did you go to the altar? If you regret it, it’s fine, I don’t force you, you can leave here, no one has the right to force you, so calm down first, Xiaochun, did you hear me?”

Li Xiaochun softened, and wept bitterly.

No one spoke to persuade him or comfort him. At this time, no words were powerless, and no one could help others make any decisions. Life or death was all in one's own mind.

After a while, Li Xiaochun wiped the tears from his face, and said hoarsely with a strong nasal voice: "I'll go."

Li Xiaochun's entanglements and struggles are also everyone's entanglements and struggles. Maybe everyone hopes that he can say "I want to leave here", as if he can represent everyone. It seems that this will make everyone immediately firm. The determination to leave, regardless of whether the world is born or destroyed.

But Li Xiaochun's decision also seems to represent everyone's decision, hesitant and struggling, when the word "I am on" landed, it was also firmly smashed to one end of the scale, and There is no possibility of starting over again.

Inexplicably, everyone felt relieved.

It's just that this breath is also what everyone is trying to hold on, the last breath of anger.

Now, it's gone.

"Let's get ready," Ke Xun said to everyone calmly, as if he was going to a game with his teammates that he knew he couldn't win. Throw it to the other side of the altar, a few of you go over and touch the rope,... In short, follow the steps we discussed before."

Saying that he didn't wait for everyone's response, he turned over and climbed onto the roof first.

Mu Yiran then climbed up, and the two leaned the ladder against the wall of the altar, and after reaching the top of the ladder, they began to climb up with bare hands.

During the climbing process, Ke Xun still had the heart to say a few words to Mu: "When those predecessors who lived in ancient times came here, they also climbed up here with bare hands? Surely their equipment is not as good as ours?"

Mu Yiran crawled ahead of him, waited for him for a while, and answered him by the way: "Maybe they each have their own way, don't underestimate the ancients, the person who can break through the illusion in the painting and finally find here according to the clues is by no means A person of mediocre ability and ill-considered."

"That's right." Ke Xun didn't say any more, and climbed to the edge of the altar with Mu Yiran.

The rope was thrown to the other side of the altar, and someone caught it and tied it to the car. A string of nooses was tied around the rope, forming a set of rope ladders, and everyone below could climb up by stepping on the nooses.

Yue Cen was carried up by Li Xiaochun tied behind him, abandoned the wheelchair and brought a pair of crutches. Although it might not take a while, she said that she didn't want to sit slumped on the altar before she died.

The thirteen people, unwilling in every possible way, finally came to the edge of the altar together.

Luo Kuo and Wu You cried so much that they were about to faint.

Everyone hung on the side of the altar and looked at each other. It seemed that as long as one person said "Let's go, don't die" at this time, everyone would immediately respond, and then quickly went back to the ground, got into the car, and never looked back. escape here.

But no one can say that.

And no one is willing to be the first to say the death curse of "Let's go".

The thirteen people looked at each other, were silent, panted with difficulty, and cried helplessly.

Time passed by every minute, and everyone selfishly and greedily controlled their dwindling lives.

Until in the raging storm around him, like bubbles emerging from the surface of boiling water, strange and terrifying shapes surged outwards, they were covered by the wind membrane, and they were about to burst out of the membrane.

Ke Xun gritted his teeth and shouted, "Guys, do you have any last words to say? It's your last chance!"

"—God! In the next life, you must let me be reborn as a young master of a rich family!" Li Xiaochun shouted heartbreakingly.

"Dad! Mom! I will be your daughter in the next life!" Wu You cried and cried.

"In the next life, give me a home." Fang Fei said every word.

"Parents—Dongzi is not filial, here I kowtow farewell to you two elders—" Wei Dong cried, banging his head on the wall of the altar.

"I hope that in my next life, I can live a normal life..."

"I don't want to die—"

"Mom and Dad, I love you..."

"May the matter end here once and for all."

"It's a pity, but...so be it..."

"Goodbye, friends."

"Goodbye, world."

"Of course, I love you."

"I love you."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

……

"Come on." Ke Xun said.

Thirteen people stretched their arms and legs, and turned up the altar together.