Paintings of Terror

Ke Xun had a heavy dream, in which he kept walking, but he couldn't get out of the verdant bamboo forest.

Mu Yiran was not far in front of him, but he himself would never reach there. He wanted to call the other party's name, but his voice turned into gusts of breeze entering the forest...

Ke Xun opened his eyes and woke up, facing Wei Dong's big face looking at him from a close distance, Ke Xun stroked his hand as if calling for help: "Don't roll your eyes, it reminds me of Wangfu's master." home..."

"Finally awake." Wei Dong's face moved away from Ke Xun's sight, and the area returned to normal.

Ke Xun woke up completely, the fatigue and pain all over his body disappeared, and then he saw clearly that he was in a hospital ward. He vaguely remembered that he felt very tired after coming out of the painting, and then he lay on the bed happily. Mu Yiran fell asleep on his back...

Perhaps because of Mu Yiran, I don't seem to be as obsessed with the offensive and defensive positions as before...

Ke Xun patted himself on the head and almost fell... No, Gong!must attack!Never lose!

Wei Dong opened his mouth and there was a burst of clicking.

Ke Xun looked at Weidong who was sitting beside him eating potato chips: "Hurry up and shake my bed, don't just sit there, peel me an apple! Is there such a thing as patient, hurry up, I Drink water! I want a peeled apple!"

"Where can I buy apples for you in summer? Do you want to eat the red Fuji in the cold storage? Usually, those who just got pregnant and want to eat apples buy that..." Weidong stopped eating potato chips and asked Started talking, and while talking, I started to find the rocker on the side of the bed and started shaking the bed.

"Isn't peeling apples standard in the ward..." Ke Xun's upper body was slowly shaken, and he smiled gracefully, "Then who, hurry up, I want a drink of water."

Weidong directly handed over a large mug with thick lines.

"Don't you have to get a straw? Is there a way to let patients drink water directly?! Can't you be more delicate?!" Ke Xun finally saw clearly the big ward he was in, and there were six beds for patients , plus the family members, there are more than twenty people.

Among the six patients, only Ke Xun did not have a plaster cast. Ke Xun moved his feet through the quilt and found that they were still quite flexible. He bent his knees and there was no obstacle: "Dongzi, my leg is fine. ? Which one did you break?"

Wei Dong really thought about it carefully: "I can't remember... Anyway, the big guy rushed you to the hospital, took a picture and said it's okay, it's basically a skin trauma, the doctor rushed you out of the hospital this morning, I couldn't bear to wake you up, so I let you sleep for three more hours."

Ke Xun simply got out of bed and moved around. His right calf was slightly painful. He lifted up his hospital pants to see that there was a large bruise on his calf, but there was no pain in his muscles, let alone his bones.

"We also find it strange that after we came out from there, the injury seems to have suddenly become lighter." Wei Dong could not mention the "painting" in front of outsiders, even if those people were not listening to him.

"That Mr. Tui is quite kind..." Ke Xun directly simplified "painting Tui" to Mr. Tui.

"We feel that the reason why we can recover so quickly is to prepare for the next step..." Wei Dong told the truth cruelly.

"..." Ke Xun ran to the window sill and did a few difficult leg presses, which startled the patients lying on the adjacent bed, thinking that this kid was here to make trouble in the ward.

"Bed 84, hurry up and leave the hospital before noon!" The nurse with a cold expression came in and gave an ultimatum, "Also, someone asked about your bed just now, maybe they are here to visit."

Ke Xun immediately retracted his legs on the window sill, and straightened his blue and white striped hospital gown: "How is it? Can I look like this now? Will I look sick?"

Wei Dong felt that the other party was much more active than himself, and he looked like a sick man: "The glory is not diminished in the past."

"I have never received a bouquet of visiting patients in my life..." Ke Xun returned to the hospital bed at a speed of [-] meters, covered the quilt and leaned half on the pillow.

Wei Dong was about to say: Mu Yiran returned to City S early, and even Qin Ci returned to City X...

The door of the ward was pushed open, and it was Zhu Haowen who walked in, carrying a small fruit basket in his hand, and what was sealed inside was the kind of red Fuji in the cold storage...

"Hao Wen'er is a native of City B. I live nearby, so I'm sorry I didn't come to see you." Wei Dong planned to borrow a stool from the clinic for Zhu Haowen to sit on.

However, Zhu Haowen decided to stand, and put the small fruit basket in his hand on the table next to him: "In the past two days, I have inquired about some art museums. That place used to be the Chunsun Apartment. In order to get rid of those unscrupulous tenants, the developer, I have also used some means..."

After all, these things mentioned have something to do with the painting, so Weidong still closed the isolation curtain of the hospital bed as if avoiding suspicion. From the perspective of outsiders, he probably thought that the nurses accompanying the bed were helping the patient change clothes or help the patient defecate... …

"There was a lot of news about the violent clearance of the developer, but it seemed to be blocked later. I can still inquire about some things from the resettlement house near the art museum. It is said that the place was cursed by the people in the Chunsun dormitory. Hong Kong The developer is also very superstitious, so I asked a Fengshui master to have a look, and finally filled the Chunsun Apartment with rhinos and elephants, and the art museum was simply called the Rhinoceros Art Museum.” Zhu Haowen was still consistent when he said these words expressionless.

"I also checked some legends about the Rhinoceros Art Museum on the Internet, especially about the Internet celebrity restaurant under the art museum. Many people said that if you go there for supper at night, you will see strange things." Wei Dong took I took out my phone and clicked, "Unexpectedly, the more rumors of this kind, the more popular the restaurant will be."

"Strange thing?" Ke Xun asked.

"The most common saying is that you will see a fleeting shadow, and that shadow is often dressed in red." Weidong pointed to a message and read out.

Zhu Haowen opened his mouth again: "I just want to know, is the situation you experienced before similar to this time?"

Ke Xun thought for a while: "This time it seems to be very real. The game style of the previous system is stronger, and the NPC is also more mechanized. I think the location is very important this time. The screen overlaps with the real world, resulting in the realization of many scenes. Very realistic restoration."

Ke Xun looked at the thin isolation curtain: "I can't say any more, we can discuss some things in the group."

Zhu Haowen seems to be interested in the world in the painting: "I pay more attention to rules and logic. As long as the world I live in is not arranged randomly, it is a reasonable existence."

Weidong looked at Zhu Haowen, and was very glad that he had ended his history of being roommates with this person. If he hadn't experienced the life and death in the painting together, the person in front of him would really look like the NPC arranged in the painting...

Wei Dong looked at the "flesh and blood" Ke Xun again, who was drinking water from a big mug, and suddenly felt a sense of happiness being tightly embraced by the real world.

"Can you stop that old bastard from eyeing me?" Ke Xun was able to spare one eye to look at Weidong while drinking water, which was a skill.

"Including those two, we have a total of five people. See you then." Zhu Haowen said lightly, his tone was like a cold-faced head teacher in a freshman class introducing to the students: Let's get to know each other.

……

After Zhu Haowen left, Ke Xun was discharged from the hospital, and he and Wei Dong took the train back to their hometown Z city.

City Z and City B are not far away, and it only takes more than two hours by train. There are very few people in the carriage at this time today, and there are no other passengers around the two of them.

Wei Dong leaned on the back of the chair and squinted for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ke Xun looking at the phone with a silly smile.

"What can make you so happy?" Wei Dong rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Ke Xun chuckled a few times, his eyes never leaving the phone screen: "Have you ever thought about what kind of posture we people will immediately put into real life after leaving the painting?"

"The omnipotent mobile phone can tell you this?" Weidong habitually turned on the mobile phone, "Please tell me, mobile phone, who is the most lecherous man in the world?"

Ke Xun directly ignored Wei Dong's subsequent words: "Dr. Qin said in the group yesterday that he rushed back to City X from City B that day, and was immediately arranged for a major operation. He was the chief surgeon, and the operation was very successful. "

"Doctor Qin is also used to seeing big scenes. The general blood and flesh will definitely not make him shake his hands." Wei Dong wiped a lot of red balls casually, feeling very comfortable in his hand, as if silently looking at those paintings to fight.

"Then who else?" Ke Xun said "then who", the eyes and eyebrows seemed not to be his, as if an indescribable joy flowed from the apex of the heart, and slowly spread to the corners of the eyes and eyebrows.

Wei Dong has rarely seen Ke Xun show such an expression. Although Ke Xun has not shown depression in these years, and he is full of joy when he is with his brothers, Wei Dong always feels that Ke Xun has kept a part of it. It's for the truth——Since Ke Xun's parents had an accident, he has never shown the carefree smile of his youth.

Although Mu Yiran is an unattainable international legend for Wei Dong Kexun who lives in Z City, but if he can make his buddies feel happy from the bottom of his heart, Wei Dong hopes that this fairy-like person Being able to press the cloud head to stay in the world longer, even if it can make him laugh like this a few more times is enough.

"Did you hear me? Are you hungry again after eating the KFC family bucket?" Ke Xun gently pulled Wei Dong's head.

"Who stabbed me?"

"..."

Wei Dong blinked vigorously, trying to hold back the tears that were about to overflow: "Well, I didn't hear clearly just now, what's wrong with the boss?"

Ke Xun took the trouble to say it again: "Two hours after leaving city b, he appeared at a famous painting auction site in Hong Kong."

"Two hours? It takes three hours to fly from city b to Guangzhou, right? How come it only takes two hours to get to Hong Kong?" Wei Dong felt that he was quite clever sometimes.

Ke Xun didn't think about this question seriously. In his imagination, as soon as Mu Yiran walked out of the art museum, he should be picked up by some mysterious figure directly. Everyone dressed up like the Matrix...

"That's probably going to Hong Kong by private plane." Wei Dong once again saw the god-like distance between the big boss and ordinary people, and couldn't help talking again: "Ke Er, I still feel that the big boss is too far away from us." It's far away...Actually, many people around us are pretty good, such as Hao Wen'er."

"Who is Hao Wen'er?" Ke Xun raised his eyes from the phone blankly.

"forget it."