Paintings of Terror

An ominous feeling shrouded in the hearts of several people outside the picture, no one ate anything, Yuan Yuan reluctantly gave up his beloved French fries under Dong Dong's supervision.

Looking at the people in the painting, they are still eating like crazy, wishing to squeeze all the food in the room down their stomachs, this situation inexplicably reminds Ke Xun of Chihiro's parents in "Spirited Away" , I also remembered Chihiro's classic line:

Don't eat too much fat, you will be killed.

A few people outside the painting quietly looked at the person in the painting who was devouring it. Although they knew that these people were not people in real life, in the world in the painting, they were real and living human beings, so whether they were people in the painting or not? What is the difference? Just like Chinese people and foreigners, they are living bodies with flesh and blood. Whether they die inside or outside the painting, they are the death of a living individual.

"Hey, eat less... Aren't you afraid?" Bi Jing is a college student and still maintains the innocence and kindness of not entering society, so he couldn't help but persuade the insiders.

A person in the painting was biting a mouthful of deep-fried meat, turned his head and glared at him viciously: "Shut up! Don't think about my food! Be careful that I will kill you!"

"Little brother, don't be so kind, they won't listen, don't you see that their eyes are not right when they look at the food," Wei Dong said, "They are already sick, like taking drugs, you can't persuade them. "

"Food may be like a drug to them, and they can't stop it and can't help it." Qin Ci said.

"Damn it, will we also..." Wei Dong was startled.

"Try to eat only nuts," Ke Xun said, "find the signature and leave as soon as possible."

"Where do I have to find it?" Yuan Yuan raised his head, the wall of this cubicle was too high, and he couldn't climb up it at all.

The old members did not utter a word. According to experience, signatures will not appear in this unobstructed compartment. Usually, death cannot be avoided on the first night of entering the painting, but this time everyone gathered in the same room. In a space, I don't know what the screening criteria for death will be. Generally speaking, "painting" will not let everyone be wiped out overnight, but I don't know who will be the unlucky guy who won the bid on the first night .

The couple in the painting ate this meal for a long time, until their stomachs bulged out, and then reluctantly stopped talking.

But the thing that made everyone outside the painting feel the worst is that the people inside the painting started fucking after eating, squatting in the corner, pouring out in public without any sense of shame, directly blinding the eyes of everyone outside the painting .

"Damn—" Yuan Yuan covered his eyes and yelled, "Isn't there a public toilet here?!"

"When have you ever seen a toilet for the pigs in the pigsty?" Dong Dong also closed his eyes in disgust.

"However, the room was quite clean when we came in." Qin Ci, who was used to seeing all kinds of pathology of patients, was always calm, "It means that they will be cleaned regularly, let's bear with it."

"This is the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced in my life..." Wei Dong pinched his nose in despair and looked up at the sky.

A few people were feeling disgusted, when they saw the guy in the painting who always looked provocative, walked up to Mu Yiran's side swaggeringly, squatted down, and saw that the figure was about to be pulled, and his face was still directed at Mu Yiran Then, he raised a provocative smile of "what can you do to me".

Before Mu Yiran could make a move, he saw a figure walking past a few steps, raised a slender and powerful leg, and kicked it on the man's chest, accompanied by a cold "roll", In an instant, he flew backwards and fell out, landing three or four meters away in an ugly posture.

The man struggled to get up, and stared at Ke Xun like a fighting cock: "Boy, you are courting death!"

When the words fell, he rushed over with clenched fists, but before he could get close, he was kicked away by Ke Xun's long legs again.

"What are you still looking at, let's go together!" The man greeted angrily, and several people in the painting—except for one or two who were still dragging, all rushed towards Ke Xun viciously.

"Fuck, what do you want to do with more fights and less?!" Wei Dong jumped up early, rushed to Ke Xun's side in a few steps, and opened his posture to face the enemy unanimously.

Dong Dong and Yuan Yuan were not far behind either. One was tall and strong, the other had a big shoulder and a round waist. They stood side by side and immediately formed an irregular wall of flesh, which was quite bluffing.

Bi Jing hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't have the courage to stand out, and shrank his thin body into the corner, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Zhu Haowen was expressionless on the ground.

The people inside the painting have already rushed in front of Ke Xun and the others, swarming up and swinging their fists and legs. The sound of flesh colliding.

Ke Xun was punching the most arrogant kid in the face when he felt a sudden gust of wind blowing behind his head. He turned his head and saw that it was Mu Yiran who stretched out a long arm and was holding a person in the painting Clamped his neck, and within two seconds, the man fell limply to the ground.

Ke Xun swung the kid away with his fist, and touched the back of his head with his backhand, feeling that his hair was a little sticky, only then did he realize that the kid who was pinched unconscious by Mu Yiran just now wanted to sneak attack him.

I couldn't help but look back at Mu Yiran, but saw that he was also looking at him with a cold face, and said in a low voice: "Behind."

Ke Xun quickly turned back, crossed his arms, blocked a heavy punch from a person in the painting, and punched out again, hitting the opponent's stomach, making a heavy muffled sound, hitting the person's mouth open, "Wow" Spit it out.

Ke Xun quickly jumped away, but even so, he was sprayed on his chest and abdomen, his face wrinkled in disgust, and Mu Yiran stabbed him coldly: "You don't use your brain when you fight."

"You're all on my mind, I'm reluctant to take it with me when I'm fighting." Ke Xun said without looking back, picked up the fainted man on the ground, and wiped his fluffy hair on his chest wiped.

The cubicles next to them seemed to have heard the movement of the fight here, and for a while, the crowd was excited, followed by all kinds of shouts, and there were even fights, the whole... prison?farmhouse? ...it was a mess.

As for the room where the outsider was, the fight didn't last long, and soon ended with the side of the outsider crushing unilaterally. It was an unexpected discovery that Dong Dong and Yuan Yuan were also very capable of fighting, with heavy punches. , attack ruthlessly, and pick out the most painful parts of the beating, it can be seen that it has been bad since childhood.

Several people in the painting were beaten honestly, and they huddled in the second half of the cubicle and did not dare to speak for a while. The one who fainted on the ground was also thrown over by Ke Xun. Several guys who had been beaten were squatting or sitting with bruised noses and faces. Occasionally, he quietly raised his eyes to secretly look at Ke Xun and Mu Yiran.

These two people are the best at fighting. Although Mu Yiran only made one shot, but in less than two seconds, he knocked out a middle-aged man, which is considered a real instant kill.

There is also that dick-looking kid, whose sharp and strong muscles are so perfect that he has super-fast reflexes, and super flexibility and elasticity. Quick, unsloppy and even rhythmic.

Can't beat, can't beat... People in the paintings who have been beaten think that even the fighting posture is not as good-looking as others.

"Don't oversell your shit!" Yuan Yuan finished with a routine ruthless sentence.

"Come on, don't you think the smell of shit in this room is not strong?" Wei Dong hurriedly stopped.

"Beat until you spit out your bile!" Yuan Yuan corrected.

"...You are actually on the same team as them, right?" Ke Xun said.

"Damn, I've been talking harshly for 20 years, but I was questioned when I came to you. You can do it, but you can't hold back the BB." Yuan Yuan said.

"Dongzi, give him a BB and let him see what it means to be a professional." Ke Xun said.

Wei Dong cleared his throat, and glared at the person in the painting: "If you overestimate your strength, I will hit you!"

Yuan Yuan: "..."

After the turmoil subsided, the night outside the window was dark, but the people inside the painting didn’t seem to be sleepy, they were still buzzing and chatting around, which caused a little illusion to the old members outside the painting, as if they arrived at the Horror events that will inevitably happen after the time of no-walking will not be staged here. I somehow found some sense of security in such a hustle and bustle.

"When will the death event you mentioned happen? What kind of death will it be?" Several newcomers kept asking around the old members, as if they didn't quite believe the in-painting knowledge that Qin Ci had popularized to them before. .

"Every painting is different from every painting," Qin Ci is still patient, "Some paintings may be randomly selected at random times, but some paintings have certain screening rules. At present, we don't know what this painting is. Which way it will be, we can only wait and see what happens, and by the way, don't relax your vigilance and try to protect yourself as much as possible."

"So you mean that only through death can one determine which way it is, right?" Bi Jing sensitively detected the hidden meaning in the words, and stared at Qin Ci coldly. However, due to deep myopia, In everyone's eyes, the eyes that thought to be cold and stern appeared to be distracted and out of focus.

"Yes." Qin Ci did not hide anything, and admitted calmly.

"So all of us are actually your guinea pigs?!" Bi Jing was annoyed.

"You can't say that," Qin Ci's face was as cold as a doctor's, "Maybe I was the first to die, and he was the first one to die. No one can predict such a thing."

"But you have experience!" Bi Jing said anxiously, "You must have a way to avoid it that we don't know, don't you want to tell us, just to let us die first, so that you can find a way to avoid it? You guys? There must be something hidden from us, use us as a scapegoat to block the bullet hole, isn't it?"

"Hey," Ke Xun stretched out his hand, put it on the top of Bi Jing's head, and turned his whole head to face him, so that he would not be able to see who was talking, "Little classmate, I warn you, there is no evidence Just stop talking nonsense, do you know what the most taboo thing in a team is?"

"Yes, what is it?" Bi Jing was a little afraid of Ke Xun.

"One is afraid of groundless suspicion, the other is afraid of being provoked, the third is afraid of pig teammates, and the fourth is afraid that people like me can't control their temper." Ke Xun looked at him lightly, "Then let me ask you, what are you afraid of?" one?"

Bi Jing wrote "Article [-]" all over his face, and said tremblingly, "I just... I just want to ask a little more clearly, otherwise I don't know what to do..."

"Then do you think Doctor Qin made it clear just now?" Ke Xun asked.

"It's clear, it's clear." Bi Jing wanted to nod repeatedly, but his head was still pressed in Ke Xun's palm, so he had to blink repeatedly.

"You don't have to wink at me, brother has someone he likes." Ke Xun let him go.

The person I like suddenly said: "They are here."

Everyone immediately listened, and saw the sound of a hoof stamping on the ground coming from the entrance of the farmhouse, walking towards this side unhurriedly and loudly.

Sure enough... still can't escape the law that people must die every night?

The hooves of the cow stopped and went, as if they had made a brief observation outside each compartment, and then walked towards this direction until they stopped in front of the compartment where the people outside the painting were.

The huge bull's head hung above the compartment, his eyes turned slightly, observing everyone in the compartment.

Bi Jing was so frightened that he hid behind Ke Xun, as if he wanted to use Ke Xun's figure to hide himself airtight.

The giant bull finally stretched out a huge hoof, swiped at everyone's bodies a few times, and then picked up one person and took them out of the compartment.

It's Yuan Yuan.