Paintings of Terror

Although the two corpses still maintained a complete human shape, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the two people had been cut into pieces like chicken chops by some sharp tool, and they were stacked neatly on the ground as they were. .

The clothes on the two men were completely soaked in blood, crinkled and twisted against the corpses, and the soil under them was also soaked in black red, filled with a strong smell of blood. There were dozens of crows sitting around the corpses. Even though Mu Yi approached it, he didn't fly away, and stared at it with dark eyes, revealing dead silence.

Ke Xun turned around and opened his mouth to vomit, so scared that Wei Dong moved back seven or eight meters with his hips and hands on the ground again: "Shut up! What did you see?!"

Ke Xun shook his hand, and it took him a long time to hold back the nausea. He took two deep breaths of the unpleasant-smelling air, gritted his teeth and turned around again.

Mu Yiran was still staring at the corpse, seemingly lost in thought.

Ke Xun gritted his teeth and looked at the two corpses again. The two were lying there side by side. If ignoring the fact that their bodies were cut into sections, the postures of the two when they died could be said to be quite calm, with their arms neatly aligned. The ground is placed on both sides of the body, the legs are also very straight, and the head is also standard with the face upward.

Face... Ke Xun took a few glances at the corpse on the left. The sixteen or seventeen-year-old student girl closed her inexperienced eyes. The soil and blood under it were mixed into a mess. It was the body of youth that was just about to be released, and it had become a pile of minced meat at this moment.

Ke Xun had no way of imagining what terrible things this girl had experienced before she died. During the process of being slaughtered like livestock by that irresistible terrifying force, how scared and painful she was, how much she wanted to go home.

Ke Xun's hand hanging by his side trembled unconsciously, and then he clenched it into a fist.

"Have you finished the inspection?" He asked Mu Yiran.

Mu Yiran looked up at him, then nodded slightly.

Ke Xun stopped talking, walked over to pick up the shovel thrown not far away, and dug up the soil nearby.

Mu Yiran looked at him, but didn't speak again.

Wei Dong stood far away and didn't dare to come over, so he asked Ke Xun in a raised voice, "What are you doing? Don't mess around!"

Ke Xun just poked his head to dig the soil and ignored him.

There were more and more crows in the air, and they kept falling. Seeing Mu Yi standing still beside the corpse, several crows no longer stared at him, but landed directly on the corpse, tearing up the corpse with their sharp beaks. minced meat.

Mu Yiran frowned slightly, and took a few steps back.

Hearing the voice, Ke Xun turned his head and took a look. Suddenly, anger rose from his heart, and he swung the shovel in his hand at the crow on the corpse: "Fuck you! Get out!"

However, there were too many of these crows. When some of these crows flew away, the other ones fell again, and even more and more. Soon, the two corpses were covered with crows, and the corpses could hardly be seen. Crows covered it.

Ke Xun didn't want to touch the corpse, so he did a lot of useless work for a long time, and finally he simply covered the corpse with soil, and the crows hid aside. Dozens or hundreds of crows stared at the corpse in unison, calmly and coldly. look at him.

"Ke Xun." Mu Yiran suddenly called him in a deep voice, "Stop, don't bury it."

Ke Xun held the shovel tightly and looked up at him: "Let them be eaten by birds?"

"Look at what they are doing." Mu Yiran looked at him coldly.

Ke Xun looked at the group of crows, and met the black eyes that were dark and silent.

"If you bury these two people, I'm afraid you will be the next one to die." Mu Yi ran a warning tone, and took a few steps back again, "Put down the shovel and come here."

Ke Xun pursed his lips tightly, dropped the shovel after a while, and strode towards Mu Yiran: "Have you finished the investigation, I'm going back."

Mu Yiran looked at him, with an undetectable trace of tolerance in his indifferent tone: "I have nothing to investigate."

"Dongzi, get up, let's go." Ke Xun turned around immediately, and strode away from the wasteland along the way he came.

When there was still a distance from the village, Ke Xun saw several other people leaving the village together, also heading towards the wasteland. Liu Yufei walked in the front and did not say hello to Weidong.

Everyone is trying to find clues.

Ke Xun calmed down, and turned to look at Mu Yiran: "Did you find any clues just now?"

Mu Yiran glanced at him, and said in a calm tone, "Why do you think that I will share the clues I found with you?"

Ke Xun choked for a moment, and Wei Dong was also tongue-tied beside him, looking at Mu Yiran's back who continued to walk forward without stopping: "There's nothing wrong with saying that, but I still feel a little pricked..."

Ke Xun lowered his eyes and thought for a while, followed quickly, and looked at Mu Yiran with a partial face: "That's right, you really don't have the obligation to share the clues you got with me, a person you don't know very well. It's not a family relationship, it's your love to tell me, it's your duty not to tell me, I can't blame you for hating you, now is an era where everything is paid for.

"In this case, let's discuss it from the point of view of cooperation and mutual benefit. I think I am still a bit of use value, and I don't want your clues in vain. If you pay, I will get something in return. How about it?"

Mu Yiran glanced at him calmly, and said coldly, "How do you want to repay him?"

Ke Xunhu pulled the messy hair on his head, and replied seriously: "Students like me can't provide mental help, but physical strength should be fine. If you want to do errand work, You can leave it to me, and you will only be responsible for talking about it, what do you think?"

"Do you think I look like someone who doesn't work?" Mu Yiran asked him.

"No, I think you're like a commanding boss who disappears while talking and laughing," Ke Xun said sincerely. No compensation."

"You're the one who gave away gifts, and your whole family gave away gifts." Wei Dong said.

"Your legs are thicker than his?" Ke Xun asked.

"Hi, big brother, I'm a gift." Wei Dong said to Mu Yiran.

Maybe it was shocked by the two people's act of hugging their thighs face to face, or maybe it was anticipating that even if they refused, they would still be pestered by these two bastards, so Mu Yi left with a blank expression on his face. After a while, he finally spoke: "This is the first painting you entered. There are many things that you don't understand. We people are not as peaceful as you can see. So, if you two If you really want to form a team with me, you must agree to one condition first."

"Tell me." Ke Xun looked at him.

The serious look in his eyes made Mu Yiran slightly restrain the indifference on his face. If the other party agrees directly without even thinking about it, it will make him hard to trust.

So he said in a calm voice: "I need you to always remember that all the clues we have obtained must not be disclosed to anyone other than the three of us without my permission. Is there a problem?"

Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun, he knew best from his own Fa Xiao, such a request was not in line with his Fa Xiao's values.

Ke Xun, in the eyes of outsiders, is always casual and even a little indifferent, but as an iron man who has worn a pair of trousers with him since childhood, Wei Dong knows that he is actually quite pure, very... kind Although a person has done bad things since he was a child, he has done good things.

Ke Xun doesn't like to care about gains and losses, and has never been a selfish person.

He used the inheritance left by his parents to open a gym.When he was able to fill his stomach, he didn't forget his buddies and friends around him.

Ke Xun brought those brothers and classmates who had difficulties in their families and had no money-making ability to starve to death into the gym. Those who can be coaches should be coaches. Just maintain equipment, clean up, go out to distribute leaflets, and try to ensure their food and clothing as much as possible in terms of remuneration.

Therefore, although a person like Ke Xun would not go all over the street to rush to help others, but if the matter came to him, he would not hesitate to lend a hand when he could.

But back to the present, all people who enter this world in the painting are not faced with the difficulties of being poor or hungry, but everyone is facing life and death. If you help, you may be able to save a family or even A few lives, if you don't help, in this context, it's no different from sending someone to die.

Weidong is not sure whether Ke Xun will agree to Mu Yiran's condition. Ke Xun is not the Holy Father, but he is not Satan either.

"Can I ask the reason?" Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran.

Mu Yiran also looked at Ke Xun.

This guy who gets rough and nervous from time to time can always use the pure gaze in these clear eyes to make him... involuntarily soften his heart.

Mu Yiran lowered his eyes, and his voice was still cold: "Because, in the painting, it is not only those 'things' that can kill you, but also living people."

"You mean, those who entered the painting with us might kill us?" Ke Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, "Why?"

"There is a rule in the painting." Mu Yiran looked coldly at the lifeless village in front of him, "I said before that we only have seven days. If we can't find the artist's signature or seal within seven days, all Everyone will die. During these seven days, people may die every day due to various strange forces in the world in the painting, but this is not absolutely inevitable.

"In fact, the death caused by the power in the painting is random. Just like last night, you were already in danger, but because of the unexpected situation in the main room, you escaped. This is not the power in the painting. The predetermined process, whether it is an unfortunate death or an accidental survival, is all random.

"However, there is still an unchangeable and undefeatable rule in the world in the painting - if one day within seven days, due to the randomness of the world in the painting, no one dies by chance, then the next morning will be held between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] am. At one point, all the people who are still alive will come together and vote for one...to die."