Paintings of Terror

"Men and women, old and young." Mu Yiran said quietly, "It's no different from the people above, just standing still without any hint."

Zhu Haowen stopped speaking.

"But this may prove that the research in this research institute is related to people." Ke Xun remembered that before entering the gate of the institute, the window he saw was a phantom figure. The one seemed to shout "Don't come in." "The mouth of the black hole is just like the other figures seen through the camera in this building.

"If you are studying people," Zhu Haowen said, "The equipment in laboratory A and laboratory B seems to be too few, especially in laboratory B, and I have paid special attention to it. There is no blood or blood stains in the laboratory. Remains of human body and external tissues, of course, except for the words that seem to be written in blood on the wall."

Speaking of bloodstains and human tissues, Wei Dong couldn’t help but shudder: “So, there are instruments and equipment in laboratory C and D. What kind of abnormal human experiments are being conducted? For example, the parts of four people are separated and composed. A new person like this..."

"I hope not." Zhu Haowen said.

"What's the purpose of the author painting this picture?" Ke Xun said, "A dark style? Like some dark comics, it attracts people with the gimmick of blood and violence."

"If this is the case," Zhu Haowen said, "then this painting obviously doesn't have any major thrusts."

"So where does the artist sign the signature for a painting without a theme?" Wei Dong scratched his head. "In general, it will be in the lower left corner, lower right corner of the painting, or in the blank space next to the central scene or figure."

"The lower left corner, the lower right corner, isn't that equivalent to the location of the basement," Ke Xun said.

"After talking for a long time, it is equivalent to not saying," Wei Dong muttered, "There are two laboratories in the lower left corner and the lower right corner. Let's talk about the four laboratories and I didn't rule out any of them."

"And it's all just guessing," Ke Xun said. "We don't know the meaning of this painting. Whether the signature is in the left and right corners is also guessed. I think this is the same as some previous ones. It's the same as painting, only after the first night can we get more clues."

Thinking of the unknown horror that was about to come, several people didn't say anything for a while.

The passage of time seemed fast and slow in the darkness, and after an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of footsteps in the silence.

It was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor and causing an empty reverberation. It came from outside the experimental area, slowly descending from the stairs, and then back along the corridor, walking towards this side unhurriedly.

There were more than one sound of soles treading on the ground, but one after another, quickly and slowly several times.

They walked over, and then made the sound of opening the door of the laboratory one after another, accompanied by the sound of pushing the door and closing the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually decreased until the last few footsteps stopped at the door-to-door test room A. And outside the door of the B area test room.

The four people sitting against the wall instantly held their breath.

The "people" from outside want to come in?

After coming in, will everyone die?

This is a situation that has never been encountered in the previous paintings-listening to the sound of footsteps just now, it seems that all the rooms have entered "people"!

"Painting" will never let those who enter the painting be destroyed in one fell swoop, as long as it is not the seventh day, it will not kill everyone overnight.

So what is the situation like this now?

Ke Xun's left arm was held tightly by Wei Dong beside him, and his strength was about to break him. Ke Xun did not move. If this could give Wei Dong a sense of security.

Hearing the sound of the card machine at the door, Mu Yi suddenly said in a low voice: "No matter what happens, don't make a sound."

The other three people didn't make a sound, but he knew that they were listening, staring in the direction of the door in the dark void, and felt that their hands suddenly became warm and they were held by Ke Xun's hand beside him.

Mu Yiran was about to break free, but he heard the door of the laboratory being pushed open, two footsteps walked in, and closed the door of the laboratory again.

Mu Yiran didn't move any more, and could only let Ke Xun hold his hand. A steady stream of heat came from his palm, dry, warm, and full of strength.

Mu Yiran pursed his lips, raised his chin slightly in the darkness, and looked in a direction of nothingness above.

After those few footsteps entered the door, they did not turn on the light, and walked around in the dark, calm and generous, familiar with the door, as if they were doing their daily work, so that they created a kind of self for the four people on the wall. Blind, and these "people" are actually in the illusion of sunny high-rise offices.

The footsteps were still moving, with a few whispers in the middle. Ke Xun tried to listen carefully, but he was clearly in the same room, but he couldn't hear a word at such a close distance.

Then, the noises in the dark space began to increase. There was the sound of metal utensils rubbing and colliding, the small iron cages trembling and groaning, there was the sound of flipping through the paper, and some squeaking, like small animals Tweet.

As if in this invisible darkness, a normal experiment is being carried out.

The four people leaning against the wall were motionless, trying their best to keep their breathing light to a minimum, and trying to identify the movement in the dark and the trajectory of "their" behavior.

Like this, maybe half an hour passed, maybe an hour passed, at the moment when midnight fell, in the dark and void experimental area, there was a sudden sound of baby laughter.

Giggle.

Ke Xun noticed Wei Dong shivering.

Giggle.

There was another sound.

In this situation, the innocent and cheerful laughter of the little baby sounds creepy.

Ke Xun felt a chill rise from the tail vertebrae, and Mao Cencen climbed up the spine, as if a baby's hand was gently stroking the skin.

He thought he might also shiver, because Mu Yiran was forced to shook hands with him, using a little bit of strength.

Ke Xun retracted his fingers and held him tighter.

Born to death side by side so many times, fear, in fact, has gradually become numb, life and death are becoming more and more commonplace, Ke Xun sometimes even feels that the calm waiting for death with the person next to him is more timeless, and Worth the aftertaste.

The sound of footsteps stomped towards the laughing baby, and all kinds of fine sounds continued to be heard. Until a voice said something, everything stopped.

This voice is a bit dull and ambiguous, so that it is clearly pressed on top of other voices, and it is still unable to distinguish what it is saying. It is neither like a dialect nor a foreign language. If you have to give a definition, it is more like... another The language of the world.

Without waiting for the four people on the wall to analyze what kind of language it was, they heard a sharp metal percussion in the dark. The sound was extremely unpleasant. It was not as crisp as any metal, but rather chaotic, like It was scraped like crazy with a broken gong.

This harsh sound instantly filled the entire laboratory, piercing people’s ear drums overwhelmingly in all directions, stunned people, impetuous, and writhing inwardly. The sound was even without interruptions and gaps in the middle, and it continued to ring. , People can't get a second buffer, and the whole head seems to be about to burst into pieces.

Wei Dong couldn't bear it. He loosened Ke Xun's arms and desperately covered his ears. The other three people actually did the same thing. Zhu Haowen even covered his ears and clamped his head between his knees.

To no avail.

No matter it’s the hands or the knees, everything that covers the ears seems to be non-existent, completely unable to block the intrusion of a trace of sound. The high-pitched, monotonous, tearing noise with no undulations and no gaps continues to pierce the ear drum and shock people. I almost want to break the blood vessel and go crazy.

The blood vessels on Ke Xun's head were shocked suddenly, and even golden light flashed in front of him. He gave up covering his ears and fumbled to find Wei Dong, but Wei Dong had already rolled and fell out of his reach.

The Mu Yi next to him was aware of Ke Xun's movements, fearing that he would impulsively do something uncontrollable, and was about to hold him, but suddenly realized that his hands covering his ears were covered with his dry palms.

Mu Yiran was stunned. After reacting, he wanted to push him away, but he continued to move, got up and knelt in front of him, pressed his head and upper body into his arms forcefully, using his entire embrace to hold him firmly. Cover his ears firmly.

Mu Yi never knew that Ke Xun had such a great strength. He earned a bit, but he couldn't escape him at all.

If you use your full strength, you may be able to break free, but I am afraid that it will alarm those "things" in the dark.

Mu Yiran sighed inwardly and had to let him go.

And this indeed, can play some role.

The strange thing was that in such a noisy environment, he could still hear Ke Xun's heartbeat.

His head was pressed on his chest by Ke Xun, and he could still hear his heartbeat with two hands and arms.

Plop, plop.

Calm and powerful, calm and warm.

Thinking of the fierce and ignorant him when he first entered the painting, he suddenly realized that this guy is better than anyone who adapts and grows faster than anyone else.

Just like the sunny boy in the photo in the closet, he grew up in a single night to bear all the pains of the world, but is still accustomed to curling his lips and appearing to be independent of the world with the sloppy appearance of laughing and playing. the man.

The harsh metal cracking is still tearing the eardrums and brain nerves of the four people continuously. This is a terrifying and extremely painful sound torture. Wei Dong and Zhu Haowen have been huddled on the ground completely, trying hard. Fighting against the disintegrating sound with all your strength.

Mu Yiran knew that it was sad, but he was surprised that Ke Xun, when there was nothing covering his ears, he still covered him motionlessly, his heartbeat was still the same frequency, calm and powerful.

Mu Yi suddenly remembered that there are so few people in this world who will explode with terrifying and huge potential in a critical situation. There is no way to cultivate this kind of potential, no way to achieve it by acquired training, and no way to reach it as an ordinary person.

Therefore, such a person is a talented person who is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The strong resistance and endurance that Ke Xun showed at this moment exceeded Mu Yiran's expectations.

This guy seems to be stronger every time he goes through the baptism of "painting", whether it is courage, mind, willpower, endurance, or his...cheeky.

Just when Wei Dong had reached the limit of endurance, and even began to groan faintly, he suddenly heard a heart-piercing baby cry in the darkness. The tender voice and undulating tone suddenly slowed the harsh metal The destructiveness of the nerves brought by the sound, the four of them only felt that their whole bodies were slightly loosened, and they were finally a step away from the edge of madness and collapse.

The baby’s crying and the metallic noise were intertwined and lasted for a while, and finally ended with a metallic sound. Wei Dong and Zhu Haowen were limp on the ground, Mu Yi pushed Ke Xun, but found that he suddenly lost all his strength , The whole person fell softly towards the ground, Mu Yi subconsciously stretched out his arms, put him around his back, and embraced him in his arms.