Paintings of Terror

There are very few words on these notes, and most of them are expressed with pictures. I have to admire these two people with artistic talents, who can outline lifelike images with a few strokes, and give these images a unique charm. Emotions, sorrows and joys.

For example, draw a boy wearing glasses, standing in front of the cafeteria, and the clock next to it points to 11:40, which probably means: I will wait for you at the cafeteria door at 11:40.

Or there are two girls drawn in a picture, one with long hair fluttering and one with short hair, with two options AB marked next to it, probably asking: Do I look better with long hair or short hair?Must choose one!

And now what is the fate of the two protagonists?Has this boy flown back from the other side of the ocean?Can this kind of life separated for many years still be as sweetly integrated as before?There will always be a few sighs.

Under the note, there are some children's graffiti works, especially immature lines, drawing ducks, dinosaurs and monsters. It seems that this mother also left some childhood stick figures of the child.

What a caring mother.

Mu Yiran picked up one of them, and it showed a very complicated mechanical skeleton, which seemed to come from aliens, and also seemed to come from high technology. Many small human beings came to pay their respects. Body shape, if skinned, is no different from this mechanical skeleton.

This can be considered a magical realism style, Mu Yiran was thinking, when Ke Xun suddenly raised his voice: "Fuck, there is a clue! So it's hidden here!"

At this time, the old man Li Taiyong was also sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for the news. Hearing Ke Xun's words, he couldn't help but look over here.

Ke Xun turned this magical realism-style painting over and showed everyone the back, where a string of words was written in pencil: Mom, I went to 616 to draw and I had lunch.

"So 616 and 411 are the same family!" Ke Xun was a little excited, "And this family is all related to painting!"

Mu Yiran repeatedly looked at the string of characters above: "If I guess correctly, 616 should be the studio rented by their family."

"No wonder you said there was no furniture before 616. If it is really a studio, it must be empty and there is no furniture." The old man Li Taiyong was about to stand up, but suddenly found the ground trembling.

The world that was gradually darkening accelerated the speed of darkening. Ke Xun opened the door and rushed out, only to find that the patio mouth had shrunk to the size of a sewer manhole cover.

"Probably because they went to the entrance of the courtyard just now, which accelerated the speed of breaking the ground." Mu Yiran helped the old man Li Taiyong up, "Let's go to 616 now, the seal or signature must be there."

The old man Li Taiyong waved his hand: "I'm slow, you two hurry up!"

But Ke Xun had already walked into the house, bent his back to the old man, intending to carry him on his back: "Come on, it's faster this way."

"This..." The old man Li Taiyong stopped being pretentious, and simply put this strong-looking young man on his back, and trotted all the way up to the sixth floor.

The entire Tongzilou began to tremble slightly, and one could even feel that this was an upward force, as if trying to break through some boundaries.

When the three of them came to the door of 616, Wei Dong and the others had just come out of the door: "No, I can't stand on it at all, I almost slipped down!"

Apparently several people had just climbed in from the window, and Weidong planned to sweep the broken glass from the window with a broom.

"The clue suggests that the seal is in room 616!" Ke Xun supported the almost deformed door frame and put down the old man on his back.

Mu Yiran had already entered the room and began to search around.

However, Zhu Haowen was somewhat disbelieving: "I've searched all over this room, and there's no way I'd miss a single thing, unless you pry the floor open."

Mu Yiran didn't seem to hear it, and was still searching everywhere, and Qin Ci quickly joined the search.

"I think Hao Wen'er is a careful boy," the old man Li Taiyong walked into the house through the deformed door frame, "If Yin is in 616, it must be a place you have never looked for."

Mu Yi didn't stop, but his eyes were looking around. There was only one layer of window paper to solve the problem, but sometimes people couldn't get over this button.

Ke Xun walked to the side of the radiator wrapped in printed wooden grids. Regardless of the pain, he clenched his fist and smashed it a few times, and removed the outer wooden boards with his bare hands: "These places should not be found before."

Xin Miao also came to 616 at some time, looked at everyone curiously, but dared not speak.

The floor trembled violently again, and it was almost night in the room, and everyone felt a terrible suffocation.

Only Xin Miao looked normal.

Mu Yiran adjusted his breathing, looked at the whole room with cold eyes, and his eyes fell on the wallpaper pasted on the wall: "Tear off all the wallpaper!"

Everyone started working together, but because of suffocation, everyone could hardly use their strength. They barely finished tearing off the wallpaper in the living room, and everyone gasped like a dying fish.

A wall of the room suddenly collapsed, and Ke Xun reacted the fastest, and instantly pushed Mu Yiran out who was next to the wall, but his half leg was crushed under the brick wall before he could pull it away in time.

Mu Yiran and Wei Dong hurried over to help Ke Xun pull his leg out, Wei Dong was so anxious that he almost cried: "Ke Er, can you still move this leg?"

"Stop talking nonsense, tear it up quickly!" Ke Xun didn't want to talk too much, he was hypoxic, and he was already very sensitive to this overwhelming depression, and now he almost became a patient in need of emergency oxygen infusion.

"Girl, help my brothers with work!" Old man Li Taiyong ordered Xin Miao - now this girl is the one with the most energy.

Xin Miao was actually very obedient, and walked over to the bedroom with a few jumps, picked up a raised corner of the wallpaper, and tore it apart with a "swipe".

A huge picture was displayed in front of him, and as Xin Miao kept tearing it apart, the picture became more and more complete.

Although the picture is also distorted due to the deformation of the room, it does not prevent people from imagining its original appearance.

——The huge and exaggerated bamboo shoots almost occupy the entire wall, and the bamboo shoots are covered with small windows, which seem to be the abstract body of the tube building!

Next to the bamboo shoots, there are big childish characters written: I want to take you out!Our spring bamboo dormitory can skyrocket!Get out of the cage!Go to the universe!

Xin Miao squatted down and tore off the bottom piece of wallpaper. The lower half of the bamboo shoot was actually painted with a rocket-like flame tail. It really felt like she was about to rush out of space.

The painter's signature is written under the bamboo shoots: Luo Bin, 11-year-old painting.

All eyes were focused on the boy's signature, and a faint golden light lit up in an instant, and a picture frame that was squeezed and almost deformed loomed on the twisted wall.

"Success..." I don't know how many people said excitedly, but the voices were very exhausted.

Now the whole room is almost completely dark, and in an environment where you can't see your fingers, it is illuminated by the luminous signature.

The ground trembled violently again, and one corner of the picture frame could hardly support it, and the whole picture frame was twisted into a parallelogram.

"Let's go." Zhu Haowen was the first to step into the frame, and disappeared inside in a blink of an eye.

Everything in front of me happened in an instant, and a collapse could completely destroy the precious exit.

"Go!" The old man Li Taiyong's voice sounded, and at some point, the old man had propped up a corner of the picture frame that was about to break, "Hurry up!"

Amid Li Taiyong's anxious shouts, Qin Ci also bent down and walked out of the picture frame.

"Grandpa Li..." Before Ke Xun could finish his sentence, Mu Yiran carried him on his back, and struggled to get into the deformed picture frame which was only one meter high.

"Girl, let's go too, if you go out, it will be cured!" The old man Li Taiyong could hardly hold on any longer. He squatted down and tried his best to hold up a corner of the picture frame. Because of too much force, his temples burst out With blue veins, "Take her out!"

Wei Dong gritted his teeth, and dragged Xin Miao to crawl out. The moment he got out, he heard a crash from behind...

The eyes are bright, and all the nightmares are gone.

Ke Xun was still carried on Mu Yiran's back, and he almost lost consciousness in his calves, and at some point tears flowed down his face, which wet Mu Yiran's back.

Everyone stood silently in the exhibition hall. When everyone mustered up the courage to look at the painting in front of them, they found that the painting was extremely warm and bright:

"Break Ground. Series Five" - ​​painter Luo Bin, 2016 work.

The scene in the painting is the courtyard of Chunsun Apartment, as if every corner is bathed in sunlight. Although it is a scene from the old times, the colors are bright and comfortable.

The yard is full of warmth and excitement, there are children dancing rubber bands, housewives picking vegetables and doing laundry, and a little boy sitting in a corner of the yard, drawing with a drawing board, and the painting is exactly a big flower. Bamboo shoots, the little boy is painting windows for bamboo shoots.

In the picture, there are two old people who are playing chess. One is the concierge Mr. Zhang, and the other is the old man Li Taiyong with a kind smile on his face. Beside the old man, he is doing ballet movements, showing a sweet smile on his face. Xin Miao laughed.

Wei Dong looked down at his right heart, he used his right hand to pull Xin Miao out just now, as the space got bigger and bigger, he stood up and started to run, but during the process of running out, he only felt that the person in his hand It became lighter and lighter until it really came out, and the girl disappeared.

Now in the palm of his hand is just a small blue bow hair clip, the one that Xin Miao has been wearing on his head.

"They are very happy in the painting." Mu Yiran said.

Ke Xun never spoke.

Qin Ci's expression was heavy, but at this moment he could only say: "Let's take Xiao Ke to the hospital first, his leg might be broken."