Paintings of Terror

In the dead of night, the sound of knocking on the door was particularly ear-piercing.

Ke Xun felt the knock on the door close to his ears, and even felt that it was the 411 where he lived.

The knock on the door became louder and louder, accompanied by a crying female voice: "Open the door! Please open the door!"

The voice was somewhat familiar, as if it was one of the three long-legged girls, Ke Xun couldn't lie down at the thought of his companion, and sat up to see what was going on through the window.

Mu Yiran, who was lying beside him, stretched out his hand to hold Ke Xun, and said in a very low voice, "It's 410."

Sure enough, the knock on the door rang again, and even changed from knocking to knocking on the door. The girl outside shouted for help: "Two sisters! There is something wrong with this building! It is impossible to live in at all! Come out, let's discuss what to do. go out!"

The knocking on the door was getting louder and louder, with near-death despair.

But what answered them was deathly silence.

Ke Xun still wanted to see what happened from the window, but Mu Yiran restrained his arm, and the other party's voice came close to his ear: "The other party has violated the rules in the painting."

Ke Xun's arms paused. Indeed, they had already violated the prohibition that the concierge said "no visits are allowed after the lights are turned off". The knocking on the door itself was an invitation to visit.

There was a flicker of light outside, like the light of a flashlight in a mobile phone, and the light passed the window and dimmed again.

The knock on the door gradually died down, and it seemed that a girl was crying: "What should I do? Is there anyone else in this building..."

Another girl's voice said: "It's past 12 o'clock, let's go back to the house, we will move out tomorrow!"

The figures of the two girls were hit by the light from the mobile phone on the curtains. The light flickered, and the figures looked messy after being cut by the light.

The two passed by Ke Xun's window, the light gradually faded away, but the voice was very clear in the dark night: "Fortunately, we bought candles, and we will light them tonight."...

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran did not make a sound for a long time, Ke Xun was still sitting by the bed, Mu Yiran was still lying down.

The dark night is very sensitive to light - a window opposite suddenly lights up, emitting a warm orange light, which is 402 where the girls live.

"The three of them, one of them is alone." Mu Yiran still kept a very low tone.

Indeed, there were only two girls who ran over for help just now.

"Maybe they violated more than one prohibition." Ke Xun lay down again, feeling that the participants in the painting this time were quite different from the previous ones, but soon these people would submit to the rules in the painting— The so-called self-righteousness will be appeased in the face of death.

Because of the reflection of the candlelight in the opposite room, the room was no longer so dark. Ke Xun lay down on his side and looked at Mu Yiran's sharp-edged side face: "Mu Yiran, have you noticed that you live here?" People in this apartment call it Chunsun Dormitory.”

The word "Mu" turned into a soft voice in Ke Xun's mouth, which sounded similar to "Yiran".

Mu Yiran directly ignored the matter of being called "Yiran", and continued on the topic later: "The name of the dormitory often comes from a certain unit or school group."

"Accordingly, the dormitory is an old-fashioned name. In the past, it was called a student dormitory, but now the university is called a student apartment." Ke Xun leaned on his arm, "It seems that the predecessor of the Chunsun apartment is the Chunsun dormitory, so... Chunsun Apartment used to belong to a certain work unit?"

Mu Yiran also agrees with this point: "The old people downstairs seem to be very familiar with each other, and they are far from the way of communication in ordinary communities or apartments."

"You mean, these old people used to be employees of a certain unit? So they are not only neighbors, but also former coworkers?"

If this is the case, the relationship between the residents of these units' dormitories is not so simple.

These people can be said to form a group of their own, and they are inherently xenophobic towards those foreign renters.

It's like the hostility that people in a certain village have towards outsiders.

"There are still a lot of outsiders here, and most of the shopkeepers downstairs speak with a foreign accent." Mu Yiran's voice came clearly from beside the pillow. Although the pillows were a little far apart, Ke Xun felt that This distance is warm and comfortable.

"Well, like the fifth sister in the restaurant, and the girl in red in the Wenzhou hair salon," Ke Xun thought of those people he had met this evening, and he shivered in the summer, "Have you noticed that There is a common characteristic in the clothes of those people today.”

Mu Yiran didn't answer right away, and said after a while: "We'll discuss this topic in the daytime."

Ever since Ke Xun summed up the characteristics of these people's clothes, he felt full of ominous omens. Hearing Mu Yiran say this, he also felt that it was not good to say this in the middle of the night. Besides, now that he is in the painting, the night is the most dangerous time— —What the two of them are saying now may be heard by something else in the corner.

But the more I talked about this, the more I felt that this apartment was indeed full of weirdness. Ke Xun still couldn't help leaning closer to Mu Yiran's ear: "Did you observe this building carefully when you first came here?"

Mu Yiran's voice was so low that only he could hear it: "It looks like a blockhouse from the outside."

It turned out that I was not the only one who discovered this. If the entire cylindrical building looks like a gun tower from the outside, it means that the column body cannot have too many windows, but the current room clearly has windows facing the road. windows!

Why can't these windows be seen from the outside?Where are these windows?

Ke Xun recalled that when he first entered the room, he saw the night as black as a curtain through the external window, and seemed to understand a little bit.

Some things are not suitable to be said thoroughly at night.

So Ke Xun yawned: "Go to sleep, I have to get up early to go to the restaurant tomorrow."

"Ah."

Ke Xun turned around and lay down: "Good night?"

"Good night."

Although the prelude to sleep was kicked off with good night, Ke Xun couldn't fall asleep for a while, and the people he saw today were reflected in his mind: the girl in the red skirt at the door of the hair salon; Fifth Sister in a white T-shirt, with a large number of red maple leaves printed on the chest of the T-shirt, and a string of words: A piece of maple leaf love...

Also, the concierge man wearing a red hurdle vest, and the neighbor old lady who lives in 409, also wearing a red floral old man's undershirt...

These people are all wearing dark or light red clothes, it should not be accidental.

Red clothes are obviously a sign of celebration, but these people all wear red clothes collectively, especially at night, in such a weird apartment building, it turns from celebration to an inexplicable ominous omen.

The night was still very quiet, and it seemed that the expected danger did not occur, or maybe the danger was hidden too deeply, and it hadn't been revealed for a while.

The girls living in 402 across the street have broken the taboo, the candles in their windows are still on...

Ke Xun fell asleep without knowing it, and this time he slept very deeply, and was woken up by Mu Yiran early the next morning: "Something happened outside."

An accident means death in the painting.

Ke Xun sat up and felt that the light in the room was still very dark. There was light in the direction of the door, and the small window next to it was also bright, but the position of the bed seemed to be in darkness.

Ke Xun involuntarily looked at the big window facing the street. There was no light outside the window. Mu Yiran opened the curtains directly, and there was a black-gray concrete wall standing outside the window, only half an arm's length away from the window. .

No wonder yesterday felt that the building was like a blockhouse, with no windows to be seen at all!It turned out that someone built a concrete wall around the building!The whole building is like being sealed in a concrete wall. People can only see the world inside the building, but they can't see or hear the outside world.

Such an artificial and strange isolation from the world, I don't know who did it, it must not be the people in this building.

Ke Xun didn't want to think too much, got up and Mu Yi went out of the house, stood in the corridor outside the door, and saw many people watching in the courtyard, and two corpses covered by white cloth.

Sha Liu and Qiu Lu were also standing by the railing and looking down. Sha Liu should have realized that there would be a death event today. Her eyes behind the lens were deadly calm, but her body still couldn't help shaking.

Qiu Lu froze on the spot: "This is... what happened?"

"Let's go downstairs and have a look." Mu Yiran walked up to the stairs first, and everyone followed with a heavy expression.

When a few people came downstairs, the onlookers almost dispersed, and most of the rest were people from their own team. Everyone's face was either terrified, pitiful or dull, in short, it was very ugly.

Qin Ci lifted the white cloth and found that the body had been charred black, as was the other body.

Xin Miao, who was in the trio of long-legged girls, was as white as paper, trembling all over: "I told them that it's dangerous to burn the wax all night, but they won't listen..."

Qin Ci frowned and asked, "There was a fire in the room last night?"

"But...maybe." Xin Miao's lips trembled, unable to speak.

Qiu Lu couldn't help asking: "You two live in the same room, don't you know if there is a fire?"

Xin Miao kept shaking her head: "I fell asleep last night. I felt a little choking in the middle of the night and coughed a few times. I thought it was Tina smoking... I didn't feel the fire at all... until morning, I found that the two of them had already ..."

Xin Miao's eyes were wide open, her body was shaking badly, and she seemed unable to recall the scene of this morning - the two charred corpses sleeping beside her.

The porter, still wearing the faded red hurdle vest, directed a few people to carry the corpse away, shaking the big key tray in his hand: "Go to Wumei restaurant for breakfast at eight o'clock."

The door was opened immediately, and the person who carried the body went out through the door.

Xin Miao suddenly went crazy, staring and rushing out: "Let me out! You let me out! This is not a place for people to stay! Who dares to stop me! I want to call the police! I want to sue you for illegal detention! "

In the end, several people worked together to stop him, and Sha Liu's sharp eyes shot over through the lens: "If you go out, you will die faster!"

Xin Miao almost twitched in despair: "What's going on? Who can tell me what's going on?!"

Mu Yiran looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's only seven o'clock, let's go to the scene of the death." He said with his eyes on Xin Miao's face, "You'd better calm down and remember everything you can remember." Speak up and maybe prevent the next tragedy from happening."

At this time, Xin Miao's eyes were as hollow as corpses, and she murmured, "Yesterday they were alive and kicking, but this morning they turned black...the room is full of black powder from their corpses...everywhere..."

Ke Xun looked at Sha Liu: "You stay and persuade her, let's go up first."

Ke Xun still believes in Sha Liu's consoling and persuasive power.

Sha Liu nodded and pulled Xin Miao aside: "The reason for this is because they broke the rules first and knocked on other people's doors after the lights were turned off last night. This in itself is a sign of visiting."

Xin Miao gasped like a dying fish: "Yes, they knocked on the door of 410 last night..." Xin Miao's voice suddenly rose, staring at Sha Liu, "You lived in 410, right? Why don't you open the door for them?!"

Sha Liu's expression was very cold: "If I opened the door, I might be the one who was burned to death."

Sha Liu then asked, "What about you? What were you doing when they knocked on the door last night?"