Paintings of Terror

"But it needs to be confirmed one last time," Mu Yiran said, "Before it is thoroughly confirmed, I will not say it for the time being, so as not to deviate from your thoughts-if you have such things as thoughts."

Ke Xun: "Although you ridiculed me again, I am still not angry. The last confirmation you said depends on the death state of the next person who died?"

"Yes. Although it is cruel, there is no other way." Mu Yiran was expressionless.

"Maybe I will be the next one." Wei Dong sighed and sighed.

"Don't be nonsense, Tong Yan Wuji." Ke Xun kicked him and turned to Mu Yiran, "but I don't think we can wait like this, we have to do something."

"Look for the seal!" Wei Dong cheered up.

"You can't look around like a fly without your head," Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran, "Brother Xiaomu, give me a direction."

"Call me Mu Yiran." Mu Yiran glanced at him coldly, "To find the seal, you need to combine the content of the painting."

Ke Xun: "Last night you said that this painting was a scene of funeral affairs in the village. We have searched the mourning hall this morning and we have not found anything that seems to be a signature or seal."

Mu Yiran: "This shows that the mourning hall is not the subject that this painting wants to highlight."

Ke Xun: "Except for the mourning hall, the more suspicious place is the graveyard just now."

Mu Yiran: "I have seen it, there is nothing suspicious."

Ke Xun: "Will it be in that old man's house?"

Mu Yiran: "The possibility is unlikely. After all, if there is no dead person the night before, everyone will often gather in that room, and the chances of the seal being discovered will be very high. This is almost equivalent to the answer. The paper is just under your test paper."

Ke Xun: "This kind of good thing has never happened to me, PASS. It's not a mourning hall, a graveyard, or an old man's house. Where else can it be? There are wilderness everywhere, and there is nothing that looks more prominent. ."

Mu Yiran: "The protruding places on the screen may not necessarily be the far-reaching places."

Ke Xun raised his hand and pointed forward: "Could it be those three locust trees?"

Outside the Li's courtyard, in the direction of the north, there are three old locust trees planted.

Mu Yiran's eyes flickered: "According to the customs in some areas, the locust tree belongs to the yin wood, called the ghost of the wood, and it is not suitable to be planted near the sun house. In fact, the ancients preferred the locust tree more, such as the term'Huaiding , Refers to the position of the three males,'Huaichen' refers to the emperor's palace. In some places, the locust tree is a symbol of good luck."

Ke Xun scratched his head: "So this family planted three locust trees for promotion and fortune? It can be explained."

Wei Dong: "Let me intervene, I think, there is a misunderstanding in your two thinking. Although the world in this painting is also a world, it is first a'painting' and then a'world'. Even if it is painted It is a real-world scene. You must also know that an art work requires artistic processing. Unless the painting is a hyper-realistic painting, in order to pursue artistic effects, some artistic modification will inevitably be carried out on the picture."

Seeing that Mu Yiran's eyes looked a little strange at Wei Dong, Ke Xun explained: "Dongzi is an art artist, so it can be considered a touch with art."

"So in your opinion, what are the decorations added for artistic effects?" Mu Yiran asked Weidong.

"Trees." Wei Dong pointed to the three old locust trees, "Like you just said, some places think that locust trees are unlucky, and some places think that locust trees are auspicious. This is the reality, but if you use it in When it comes to painting, I don’t think the painter needs to consider the different customs of each region. He only needs to match the details according to the content of the painting.

"Look at these three locust trees, why don't they be planted elsewhere, but they are planted next to the Li's house with a mourning hall? If the locust tree here means promotion and fortune, wouldn't it be against Li's house?

"Look at this tree again, even if it is really auspicious in this place, it will not be highlighted in the whole picture, otherwise it will conflict with the theme of the funeral. If it is realistic, it must be drawn. , One tree is enough, why do you want to paint three?

"Obviously, the purpose of drawing three trees is to stand out, to exaggerate, and even to be a metaphor.

"You continue to look at the shapes of these three trees, with their teeth and claws, strange and strange, like normal trees? Of course, it is not impossible for wild trees to grow into such an ugly appearance, but why didn't the painter paint according to the normal state of the tree? , Do you want to paint it in an abnormal state?

"Obviously ×2, this painting is for artistic rendering or metaphor. Since it is artistic rendering, it is impossible to render the auspicious meaning of it. It can only be another meaning."

"...The dark wood, the ghost in the wood." Ke Xun said.

Mu was thoughtful and raised his eyes to look at the three old locust trees.

"No matter what the meaning is, you have to search anyway." Ke Xun said, striding over the three locust trees.

When I walked closer, I realized that these three locust trees were taller and horribly taller than when I stood in the distance. They were supposed to be gray-brown bark. I don’t know if they were ash all the year round or were smoked by Li’s house. But the color is black and gray, and the black is heavy on the top of the head.

"This tree is also tall, it's more than 20 meters visually, right?" Wei Dong looked up, "How can I find this?"

Mu Yiran also raised his head and looked around, as if trying to find a way, but saw that Ke Xun didn't say a word, rolled his sleeves, walked to the side of the tree, jumped up, grabbed the trunk with both hands, and blinked like a monkey. It's already half way up the tree.

"Take a look at the top students in the sports tree climbing project." Wei Dong gave Mu Yiran and Amway a child.

Mu Yiran glanced at him indifferently, stepped under the tree, and suddenly stretched out his arms, his movements were light and dexterous, and he climbed up the tree in a flash.

"..." Wei Dong was stunned and looked up at Ke Xun who was about to climb to the top: Brother, I can only help you get here.

Ke Xun was not surprised that Mu Yiran would also climb a tree, so he rushed to the two of his knees last night, and knew that this was a practicer.

"You won't enjoy the blessing once you see it," Ke Xun sat on the tree branch, waiting for Mu Yiran to climb up, "I have a little brother to do something by himself."

Mu Yiran helped the tree trunk to stand up, and looked at him condescendingly: "Who would put his life in the hands of a little brother."

"...You are handsome, you are reasonable." Ke Xun also stood up, "Then I will work hard to get promoted from a younger brother to a confidant."

Mu Yiran didn't bother to care about him, and began to shuttle among the branches to search.

Ke Xun lowered his head and shouted at the tree, "Tongzi, look for it below, don't let the bark and the roots go."

"Don't worry, you," Wei Dong's voice came from below, "our art artists are best at dealing with details, and we must ensure that a single pixel will not be overlooked."

A locust tree had hundreds of branches. Ke Xun followed Mu Yiran to find the roots. After a few hours passed, his eyes were dim.

"This is too abnormal," Ke Xun leaned against the tree trunk and gasped. "If the seal or signature is the size of a pin nose, how long will it be found?"

"There won't be such a situation," Mu Yiran also stopped to rest. "I have said before that there is no need for the world in the painting to set us tasks that cannot be completed, otherwise it is meaningless, just kill us directly. "

"Then how to find it now, there must be an important point." Ke Xun looked around, "This tree is really ugly, look at the tree gall, like that..."

"Ghost face?" Mu Yiran asked.

Ke Xun touched his hairy arm.

Mu ran said: "In ancient times, it was said that the locust tree was very dark, and it will form a grimace on the tree over time, and as the tree ages, the tree will have more grimace and more grimace. The yin of the tree becomes heavier."

Ke Xun looked around again when he heard the words, and suddenly got goose bumps again-the bodies and branches of these three trees were really covered with dense grimace!

Looking closely at the shapes of these grimace faces, they look like real human faces. They have all the facial features and realistic expressions. There are adults, children, old people, doubts, howling, panic, and reasons. Painful and distorted, malicious and smirking...

The texture of the bark made these grimaces even more weird and hideous. Suddenly a bit of wind rushed through the tips, and the mouths of these thousands of grimace faces, formed by large and small tree holes, burst into tears and laughs. His voice fluctuates high and low, and it is far and near.

Ke Xun heard his scalp numb, and he hesitated to ask Mu Yiran: "You said... that signature or seal, no... just in the mouth of these grimace..."

"It's not that there is no such possibility." Mu Yiran was expressionless.

"I'm going... what if I reach in and get bitten off by this mouth?" Ke Xun asked.

"I know the attending physician in a good hospital, and I can introduce it to you." Mu Yiran answered lightly.

"..." Ke Xun sighed, "Even if there is no problem with this grimace, the faces on these three trees add up to be hundreds of times bigger. When can I get them one by one?"

Mu Yiran looked down: "Call the others to look for."

"Can you?" Ke Xun asked. "No one will find it and leave silently, right?"

"If someone finds the seal elsewhere alone, he might have gone by himself," Mu Yiran said, "but if he disappears under the eyes of everyone here, others will naturally know what the seal is on. position."

"Sure, let's call the other people at that moment." Ke Xun shook his tired arm from climbing the tree and raised his eyes inadvertently. "Have you noticed that the sky seems darker than before? It's noon. The sky is already like evening."

"It's going to rain." Mu Yiran also looked towards the dark clouded sky in the distance, and her voice suddenly tightened, "That pure cypress coffin!"

Ke Xun was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "Pure Cypress, will be struck by thunder!"

Seeing Mu Yiran's face sinking, Ke Xun tentatively asked him: "What will happen if the coffin is struck by lightning?"

Mu Yiran glanced at him gloomily: "Fraud corpse."