Paintings of Terror

"About Mirren," Mu Yiran said, "All I know is that he was only thirty-eight when he died, and that he died abnormally."

"Abnormal death?" Ke Xun cat looked at him with ears erect.

"Suicide." Mu Yiran said, "He seems to be unmarried and has been living alone. He was found dead in his small apartment. He had taken an overdose of sleeping pills. There was no suicide note. There was only one painting that was just finished. This "Pure Land" may be the last work of his life."

"In this way, it seems that we can understand the reason why this painting was named "Pure Land"," Qin Ci said. "When painting this painting, he might have already expressed his ambition to death. Death may be possible for him. It is a kind of relief. Like many people, he believes that after death, he can get the ease and carefreeness of bliss. Is it possible that he is suffering from a disease and has no cure, so he wants to be relieved by death?"

"There is no way to verify at this time," Mu Yiran glanced at the six doors in the room. "If this painting is his legacy, all we have to do is to find out the world he created and his life experience. What is the connection with the cause of death."

"Now that we know the contents of the three worlds, should we check the remaining three worlds tomorrow?" Luo Weihu asked.

"We can only check again tomorrow. The night is the most dangerous time in the painting." Qin Ci looked at one of the doors. "Qi Qiang and the other two have not returned yet. I wonder if something happened."

"Hurry up and get them back!" Zhao Haicui suddenly shouted, "Will they get lost?! Will something happen?! You are familiar with this place, go get them back!"

Weidong had been provoked by this woman a long time ago, and replied without angrily: "Do we have this obligation?! Sister, do you wear a makeup mirror, please take a look at how big your face is!"

"You--" Zhao Haicui quarreled, but no one was willing to take care of her.

"Sister Zhao, why don't we two go find them," said colleague Zhang Lifeng who came in with Zhao Haicui. "Didn’t everyone discuss to leave a mark? Let’s follow the marks they made and we should be able to find them. ."

Although Zhao Haicui is strange, he also has a persistent attachment to his companions. He glared at the others fiercely, and followed Zhang Lifeng to the door where the other two colleagues entered.

"Last advice," Ke Xun said to the two of them. "Running around at night will really kill you. You guys can do it for yourself."

Zhao Haicui turned and scolded, "I believe you are a ghost! A big old man is okay to learn how to scream and betray you! Disgusting!"

After that, Zhang Lifeng opened the door and left.

Ke Xun: "???"

Wei Dong spread his hands: "If a person rushes to death, Lord Yan can't stop him. Meow."

Ke Xun: "..."

Everyone: "..."

It was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, and the people in the initial room were sitting on the ground, waiting for dawn or death.

Of course, everyone will not wait to die, analyze the paintings and explore clues, which has become a tacit understanding of work formed by the cooperation of the old members many times.

"Now there are layers of mist in front of us, and it is more confusing than any painting that I have entered before," Qin Ci said in a deep voice, "There are two puzzles before our eyes:

"First, the three known worlds have very different styles and ages, and no clues can be found;

"Secondly, what kind of effect can the props we get?

"Let's now brainstorm and develop ideas, and don't be limited by established cognition. Even if it sounds extremely unreasonable, you can also say it for other people's reference.

"Xiao Mu, you...cough, are you coming first?"

Qin Ci almost choked, when he saw Ke Xun's big and lazy cat lying on Mu Yiran's thighs, his eyes narrowed into two crescent-shaped arcs, and he opened his mouth and made a big punch. Yawn.

"Fuck, I'm blind." Wei Dong blocked his face with his hand, and spit at Zhu Haowen next to him at the beginning, "I really think we are straight men as nonexistent, you say yes Comrade Xiao Zhu!"

Zhu Haowen looked down, his face expressionless.

Mu Yiran raised his gaze from the face of the lazy cat on his lap, looked at the people in front of him, and said quietly: "Speaking of the different styles of the three worlds, the props we get are actually the same. It does not belong to the same style and period. I think it may be related to these six worlds."

Like awakening the dreamer with the same words, Zhu Haowen suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "You mean, the props in our hands may correspond to these six worlds?"

Mu Yiran nodded slightly: "We might as well do a connection question."

Separate the thirteen types of props that you got and the three known worlds on both sides, and then find the correlation between them.

"I have a pen and paper." Rowe took out a palm-sized notebook and a pen from his jacket pocket.

On the left is the item column:

Two longan cores

Ancient scholar Confucian scarf

Ancient copper pot with engraved flowers

Brush

fishing rod

Cat whiskers

sword

fruit

Red round stone

Bunny ear headdress

Cat ear headdress

Dragon Horn Headdress

Black flared pants and red and white stripes T

The known world on the right:

The ancient world before the Qing Dynasty

A paper-cut two-dimensional world in the late Qing Dynasty

Anthropomorphic animal world with modern social background

Everyone looked at the two columns on the paper together, and then explored the results of the connection classification.

[Ancient world before the Qing Dynasty] Applicable props: two longan cores, ancient literati Confucian scarf, ancient bronze flower pot, writing brush, fishing rod, sword, fruit, red round stone;

[Paper-cut two-dimensional world in the late Qing Dynasty] Applicable props: fishing rod.

[Anthropomorphic animal world with modern social background] Applicable props: fruits, red round stones, cat whiskers, rabbit ear headdress, cat ear headdress, dragon horn headdress.

"There is no two-dimensional plane in the props we got," Luo Wei said, pointing to the content listed on the paper, "but because there are fishermen in this two-dimensional world, Mr. Qin's fishing rod can temporarily connect with this world. In addition, there is a bye in the props, that is, the black flared pants and the red and white striped T suit. Strictly speaking, this suit is actually suitable for the anthropomorphic animal world, but in view of the other three We don’t know the content of the world yet, maybe this suit can be grouped into three other worlds."

"There are 13 props in total for 13 of us, and there are only six in the world here," Zhu Haowen continued. "It shows that some of the things we summarized above belong to the other three worlds, and the first ancient The world can apply the most props. From another perspective, it can be proved that in the other three worlds, there must be an existence similar to the first ancient world, and it will divert these props."

"Meow, do you think these props are equivalent to a sort of breaking key," Ke Xun leaned on Mu Yiran's lap, and folded his hands under him in a peasant pose, "These six worlds are equivalent. For six locks, we can only open the door and clear the customs if we find the corresponding keyhole with the corresponding key?"

"In view of the rule that it is not allowed to change the props," Mu Yiran answered his words, "we can only bring the props of our choice and enter the corresponding world, perhaps so we can find clues and Mirren. Signature."

"It's no wonder we people didn't get anything after entering those three worlds just now," Wei Dong suddenly said, "Obviously some of us have entered the wrong world, and the props we carried are not consistent with the style of the world we entered, just like entering the wrong password. Of course the corresponding program cannot be opened."

"Then tomorrow, we can try to regroup by prop style and choose the corresponding world to enter." Qin Ci said.

Weidong took out his props and the brush from his pocket, and said, "According to my props, I should enter the world that Ke Er and the others entered."

"Then I will enter the anthropomorphic animal world?" Ke Xun finally left Mu Yiran's thighs, sat upright, turned to look at Mu Yiran, "Yuan's props are fruits, which are applicable to the first ancient world. , Also applies to the anthropomorphic animal world, and may even apply to the other three worlds."

"It's like drawing a lottery and hitting numbers," Rowe said. "If you hit three or more of the same numbers, you can win the jackpot. Since the fruits may be applicable to multiple worlds, you might as well try a few more times, maybe We can meet right in which world, and everyone else is the same. We enter these six worlds several times in different combinations, and there will always be times when we can meet right."

Everyone nodded in agreement. They were speechless for a while, and each found a corner, resting and being alert to anything that might happen after the night fell.

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran sat together, leaning against the wall, looking up at the wallpaper on the wall and ceiling. As night fell, the stars and moon patterns printed on the wallpaper gradually glowed with a starry yellow light, and seemed to be slowly The earth flowed around and looked dreamy. If it weren't for the horror paintings that could die bizarrely and tragically at any time, this room would be as beautiful as a fairy tale.

"Yiran," Mu Yiran listened to Ke Xun talking to him in an unintended voice, "Did you have any uncomfortable reactions after eating that weird fruit?"

Mu Yiran did not answer, but instead glanced at him: "How do you feel now?"

Ke Xun thought for a while, and meowed: "I'm very energetic, and I see things very clearly, you see, the light in the room is very dark now, but I'm sitting here, and I can see the opposite Dongzi's chin clearly. The little scum that got out."

Mu Yiran frowned slightly imperceptibly, suddenly raised his hand and gently hooked Gou Ke Xing's chin, and then heard a slight snoring sound in Ke Xing's chest.

"Oh, meow..." Ke Xun's voice was low and hoarse, and he arched up, leaning close to Mu Yiran's face, "Are you teasing me, boss?"

Mu Yiran lowered his eyes to look at him, and said in a low voice, "Very comfortable?"

"Extremely comfortable, meow~~~" Ke Xun reached out and grabbed Mu Yiran's shoulders, hung his upper body on his chest, arched his cheeks with the tip of his nose, "Come on, stunned, **** me, meow."

Mu Yiran raised his hand again, but instead of hooking his chin like just now, he put his hand behind his neck, and then squeezed: "Move and see."

However, Ke Xun was motionless, as if pinched at the soft numb point, his eyes were wide, and he couldn't even speak.

Mu Yiran let go of him, his voice still deep, but endlessly serious: "Ke Xun, you are becoming a cat."