Paintings of Terror

Xin Miao also came to the patio yard at some point, doing a few basic dance moves for a while, and then staring blankly at the mouth of the patio on the top of the building.

Weidong bought some red bean paste buns from the restaurant and called her over to eat.

Although Xin Miao has been classified as a category other than "human" by the concierge, she still has a "human" instinct when facing red bean paste buns.

The old man Li Taiyong said: "You all go to Yin, I will watch this child."

So, the other six people continued to search for seals and signatures in the building. Six people, exactly six floors, each responsible for one floor, tried to find them from unexpected places.

In the words of Salix - don't let go of every tile seam.

Sha Liu volunteered to be in charge of the shop on the ground floor. Ever since I heard that there was a shop selling second-hand goods, and some of the goods were collected from the residents upstairs, Sha Liu decided that there must be something everyone wanted in this shop. .

Others subcontracted upstairs, and when a few men went upstairs, Qin Ci couldn't help but say, "I just wonder who knocked on the door last night, and why only 410?"

"And also left a weird red whistle in front of the 410 gate." Ke Xun's expression was a little teasing.

Wei Dong turned to look at his roommate: "Didn't you keep watching by the window?"

Zhu Haowen: "I didn't guard the 'Giant Face Moment'."

"..."

"When the door knocked, there was no one at the door of 410." Zhu Haowen said expressionlessly.

This statement is completely consistent with what Mu Yiran saw last night.

"Could it be that the old man who knocked on the door can be invisible? Or is there someone else who knocked on the door?" Qin Ci couldn't figure out the reason.

Mu Yiran suddenly said, "I just want to know, before yesterday afternoon, did Sha Liu discuss the 307 with any of you?"

Everyone thought about it carefully, and finally Qin Ci said: "When she was taking a nap yesterday, she knocked on the door of our 307, saying that she wanted to know more about the situation of 307, because according to her analysis, the Wraith of 307 is likely to be the first One knocked on their 410 door, and she wanted to deal with it in advance."

"And then?" I don't know how many people are talking.

"We let her into the house. She searched the house for a long time, but found no valuable clues." Qin Ci frowned and fell into memory, "But...we found some information about Regarding the old man, the old man who used to live in 307 was a very kind person. He lived frugally on weekdays, and saved a lot of money to support people who are more difficult than him, especially those in the Hope Primary School... There are a lot of beneficiaries in the drawer Letters from primary school students who sponsored him, and letters of commendation from the school."

Everyone remembered that the old man who helplessly called "Wangfu" last night actually had such a life.

"However, we haven't found that porcelain basin, and it's hard to say what's in it..."

Mu Yiran asked suddenly: "What was Sha Liu's reaction at that time?"

"She was a little disappointed, but Uncle Li comforted her and said that the old man who used to live in 307 should be a kind person, and maybe he would not harm people at night... Sha Liu listened to it, but soon began to worry about other things, afraid of the night. If there are no dead people, there will be a meeting to select people the next day..."

Mu Yiran showed a clear expression: "No one is fully sure about the selection of candidates for the meeting, so some people will be eager to move before the meeting."

"No wonder, when we cracked the secret of the bamboo shoots on the sixth floor yesterday afternoon, Sha Liu showed a panic that didn't match his personality." Ke Xun also felt that Sha Liu's performance was a bit abnormal yesterday, "The inference that the bamboo shoots broke the ground is certainly terrifying, but Sha Liu The atmosphere created by Liu is more terrifying, even a little alarmist."

Wei Dong seemed to realize it too: "At the dinner table yesterday, she suggested jumping out of the window."

"Jumping out of the window is indeed very tempting, because it is a prohibition condition that the NPC has never put forward. Sha Liu should also want to know what the consequences of jumping out of the window will be, but she herself is unwilling to try the law by herself, so We need to find someone to help her test it out." Ke Xun looked at Xin Miao, who was bouncing downstairs - Sha Liu is indeed a ruthless woman, she has no guilt when facing Xin Miao, and she also shirks Qiu Lu's death clean and dry.

Qin Ci also gradually understood: "If jumping through the window is really a shortcut, then Sha Liu can follow suit in the future after others find their way; One or two people, so that we can avoid the death election the next day-in any case, it can only be good for Salix."

After several men analyzed this matter, they felt that this woman was even more terrifying.

"Why did that old man choose 410? Who was knocking on 410's door last night?" Wei Dong was still puzzled.

"Have you noticed that the knock on the door last night was a little softer than usual?" Mu Yiran said.

Qin Ci was the first to nod: "Yes, the voice is a little low and muffled."

"That's because the knock on the door came from inside." Mu Yiran said the result slowly.

At this moment, everyone was taken aback: "What? The person from 410 knocked on the door?! It was Sha Liu?"

"Yes," it was Ke Xun who spoke this time, "As long as Sha Liu finds an excuse to go to the living room alone, she can wait for the opportunity to knock on the door and make a noise from inside. This behavior has already deceived us all last night, let alone in Among them is Qiu Lu - Sha Liu screamed after knocking on the door, making Qiu Lu mistakenly think that something terrible happened at 410, Sha Liu took the opportunity to knock over many things in the house, creating the illusion that someone broke in, and then Encourage Qiu Lu to jump out of the window again."

The whole result came to light, people had different expressions, some were smiling, some were angry, some were sighing, and some were still expressionless.

In the end, Qin Ci sighed: "The external aggression has not been resolved, and the internal ghost has appeared again."

"It's just that I don't know who the whistle is." Ke Xun said.

"It's the old man from 307." Zhu Haowen glanced at the eye-catching red whistle on the fourth floor, "After the commotion at 410 subsided last night, that old man came to the door of 410 silently, hung up the whistle, and disappeared again. It's in the stairwell."

"Could it be that the horror incident last night will really repeat indefinitely?" Qin Ci said.

Zhu Haowen said: "No, I think the matter of hanging the whistle is full of imagination. Even if it loops, it should be a spiraling loop."

Wei Dong looked at his roommate, and suddenly felt that the other roommate seemed a little perverted...

For a whole day, everyone got nothing.

Sha Liu rummaged through all the things in that thrift shop, but returned disappointed.

Sha Liu's emotions seemed uncontrollable, after all, the red whistle was hanging at the door of 410 where she lived.

At the dinner table, the old man Li Taiyong said seriously: "I have something to say to everyone."

Everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at the old man who rarely showed seriousness.

"Xiao Qin told me the rules in the painting a long time ago. If there is no homicide the first night, everyone will have a meeting the next day to elect someone to die." The old man Li Taiyong paused, "I think, this Things are difficult, not just tearing faces and hurting feelings, but killing the same kind of life."

Everyone understands these principles, but rules are rules, and no one can resist them.

"I just thought, if there is such a day, don't make it difficult for everyone, you all just choose me." The old man's serious expression showed kindness.

Ke Xun was the first to object: "Old man, we haven't reached that point yet, maybe we can find Yin tomorrow! Besides, if we really get to that point, I am reluctant to choose you."

"Xiao Ke'er, listen to me," the old man Li Taiyong smiled, "you are all in a very good time, there are too many things waiting to go through, I am 76 years old, I have experienced enough, if I can I think it’s worth exchanging an old life for a young life, and I don’t think it’s worth living in vain.”

Everyone's eye circles were a little red, and Ke Xun also felt his eye sockets warm. He looked at Sha Liu, who was sitting there with his head bowed, and wanted to ask the old man something, but he couldn't say anything.

The old man Li Taiyong continued: "I have been thinking about this for the past few days, and I have made a decision in my heart. If you can do it then, it will be the greatest respect for me, an old man."

In the paintings that Ke Xun has experienced, although they are full of selfishness and calculations, he has also seen Zhou Bin's unshakable boyfriend power, Geng's father and Geng's mother's desperate parental heart to protect the calf...

But the old man Li Taiyong in front of him is different from them. After all, these people like himself are not related to the old man, and their friendship is only a short four days... Can you get the gold medal for avoiding death just because you are young?Do you deserve to die because you are old?

"When you go out smoothly, make enough preparations, accumulate enough experience, support each other, and strive to get through all the paintings behind, and truly return to our world! At that time, you will be the strongest and most fearless group of young people, Those with great ambitions should build the country well, those without lofty ambitions should live their lives well, and don’t let life leave regrets.”

Ke Xun has always remembered these words of the old man Li Taiyong, and he can still remember them clearly after many, many years.

Including Mu Yi and then came to talk about this old man, what he was talking about-an old man like a lighthouse.

……

The long-lost night fell again. At around nine o'clock, Sha Liu came to 411 for help, saying that the large window in her room could not be closed.

Mu Yiran completely ignored the other party, as if he couldn't hear him.

In the end, Ke Xun went to 410 to have a look, and found that the large window facing the concrete wall was completely open, because the window was a wooden window that was pushed outward in the past, and if you want to close it, you have to close the sash. It's like being rotten, and it can't be closed no matter what.

It seemed that everything was done to preserve the way Qiu Lu jumped off last night.

Sha Liu suspected that Ke Xun hadn't tried his best to help, so she went downstairs to ask Qin Ci and others for help, and even alarmed the porter on the ground floor, but the window seemed to be dead, and no one could close it.

Just when Sha Liu was anxiously looking for something to nail the window, the concierge gave a reminder to turn off the lights.

It will be 11 o'clock soon, and Sha Liu wants to cry but has no tears.

In the end, the lights of the whole building were turned off, and everything was completely silent.

Like last night, Mu Yiran and Ke Xun guarded the small window without curtains.

From this angle, it happened that the bright red whistle hanging in front of the 410 door was swinging gently with the night wind.

"If there is a knock on our door tonight," Ke Xun expressed his premonition. After all, 411 is the closest to 410. Once Salix is ​​in danger, it is very likely to knock on the door next to it. "Then we must Find a way to see clearly the vision that appeared in the room at the moment the door was knocked."

The white woman at 410 the night before, and the old man holding the pot at 307 the night before, all suddenly appeared when the door was knocked. If you can take the opportunity to observe these visions carefully, you may gain something.

Mu Yiran nodded, looked at Ke Xun whose face was covered with moonlight, and turned his gaze out of the window again.

Ke Xun had just realized the slightly moist gaze of the other party, but was gently put down by this gaze again, a little satisfied sighed in his heart, and he also cast his gaze out of the window.

Outside the window is the dark Tongzilou, the circles of corridors are like the texture of bamboo shoots, and the tops have been slowly converging in an arc shape...

In such a slightly eerie night, the red whistle hanging on the clothesline suddenly rang sharply. The first sound was a bit short, like a sound test.

Soon, a long whistle sounded, blowing into a tone in the dark night—"Wangfu—"

Nobody blows it, it's the whistle itself.