Paintings of Terror

"From the cartoons that have been determined, and the corresponding props obtained, the props that correspond to the paper-cut cartoons are the most important markers in the film." Luo Wei pointed to himself. The red round stone in his hand and Qin Ci's fishing rod, and then continued to speak.

"People who correspond to ordinary cartoons are divided into three categories. One category of people get body organs, such as cat ears, rabbit ears, and dragon horns. People holding these props are themselves the ones in this cartoon. , The animal character with these organs,

"The second category of people get things related to the body, such as cat whiskers, such as clothes, and the person holding this kind of props is not the main character in the cartoon to which it corresponds, but it is related to the cartoon. The protagonist has an important relationship.

"For example, Mr. Zhu is the mouse among the good cats. For example, Mr. Ge. Although I don’t know which role he plays in the black cat sergeant, I think he must not be a role model, but is important to the black cat sergeant. Intersecting roles.

"The third category is for people who have obtained certain items and props. For example, Yaqing got a copper pot with engraved flowers, and this Mr. Zhang Lifeng got two longan cores, and now only the two of them can’t be sure that the corresponding ones are Which cartoon.

"But if we look at the role of the props held by the first two types of people in the cartoon, can we think that these two props play a vital role in the main plot in their corresponding cartoon? , Or have a close relationship with the main character, or these two props, definitely not only exist as the background in the cartoon, but very existential things.

"If you use this as a prerequisite, will you be able to narrow the range of options to the greatest extent possible by searching in these cartoons with names listed? Does Mr. Mu agree with my speculation?

A rare trace of appreciation appeared in Mu Yiran's eyes, but his voice was as cold as ever: "I agree with your point of view."

"It's worthy of being a man of science and technology." Ke Xun shook his tail, intentionally or unconsciously curling up Mu Yiran's trouser legs. "The ability to analyze and summarize problems is not a good one. According to your guess, we can try to eliminate The cartoons that obviously don’t meet the requirements are removed, and the rest will be discussed."

"You better be quicker, time is not waiting for anyone." Zhu Haowen reminded lightly beside him.

After Qin Ci wrote down his corresponding cartoon name on the paper in the box, he rushed over to help Li Yaqing and Zhang Lifeng study their corresponding cartoon with Ke Xun.

Since the attribute points of the two longan cores of Zhang Lifeng's props are more vague, let's start with the props in the hands of Li Yaqing, which is relatively easy.

Ke Xun and Qin Ci first selected all the cartoons with ancient backgrounds, and then crossed out the cartoons that were sure that they would not contain such things as the bronze pots of chisel flowers, and then carefully recalled the plot step by step in the remaining cartoon titles.

Time is very tight. According to the past practice, at 11 o'clock in the night, all entrants can no longer leave the restricted area of ​​the painting. Once they leave the area or do not return to the area, they will all die or be randomly selected to die.

At twelve o'clock in the night, it is usually the time when the official death rule starts.

There is not much time left until midnight at midnight. Everyone is nervous. Everyone’s eyes are focused on the faces of Ke Xun and Qin Ci, who are concentrating on thinking, as if these two people are doing a rescue of others. Surgery.

"I think it should be this cartoon, Meow," Ke Xun raised his head and pointed to a line on the paper to show Luo Wei and Li Yaqing, "The Book of Heaven is more likely than other cartoons. Meow."

"Are there any bronze pots with engraved flowers in "The Book of Heaven"? Wei Dong recalled vigorously.

Most of the other people present also made the same expression of being lost in memory. This cartoon is too classic and many people have watched it.

"There's a cornucopia in there, Meow," Ke Xun reminded everyone. "The most impressive thing about Meow is that the county magistrate his father fell into the basin, but a bunch of old men jumped out, yelling that I am his father, I am his father, then The plot made Meow laugh to death."

"Just write this." Rowe said to his girlfriend.

Li Yaqing has six gods and no masters, and her boyfriend does what she says, trembling hands and writes the words "Tanshu Qitan" on the paper.

The next step is to help Zhang Lifeng screen the cartoons, but the prop attributes of the two longan cores are too vague. Even if the method and elimination method described by Rowe are used together, they still cannot delineate the scope.

Time passed by, seeing that it was only three minutes before midnight, Qin Ci shook his head gently, as if announcing that the rescue was invalid.

On the verge of collapse, Zhang Lifeng pushed away the crowd around him, rushed to the box, and wrote a name on the paper: "Nine Colored Deer".

"Why write this name?" Ke Xun looked at him.

Zhang Lifeng wiped his face and said with a wry smile: "This is one of the few old domestic cartoons I have seen when I was a child. I can hardly remember what story it tells. I just remember that there is one that seems to satisfy people. Deer of wish, I hope this deer can bring me some good luck..."

Ke Xun didn't speak any more. He really didn't think that the two longan cores belonged to the cartoon of Nine Color Deer, but the name had been written on the paper, and it was useless to say anything at this moment.

The phone time finally jumped to 12:00.

Everyone stood in front of their corresponding door, strained all their nerves, waiting for the imminent moment of death.

Ke Xun held Mu Yiran's hand tightly, feeling calmer and calmer than ever.

Life has to live together, and death has to die together. Since this belief was planted in his heart, he has nothing to fear anymore.

The dark blue background on the wall was printed with yellow stars and moon patterns, which suddenly began to flicker, and the patterns became hazy and distorted, as if a blurred dream had suddenly started.

In the dream, the stars and moon lost their warm colors and lovely shapes, and gradually turned into adult faces. These faces have different expressions, ranging from anger, sorrow, despair, numbness, greed, and treacherousness. There are lust, insidious, cold, vicious, vicious, hostile, gloating, servile, sneered, sneered, smirk, smirk, smirk, and not laugh...

Every complex emotion that humans can have is unabashedly displayed on these faces.

Li Yaqing screamed in fright and buried her head in Luo Wei's arms. Wei Miao squatted down and hugged her head with trembling, not daring to look up again.

The men also looked at these faces on the wall with horror. Although these faces would not move, although they were only fixed on the wall like the pattern of a mural, although they all came from the truest expressions of people in reality, it was because This is true, but it makes people frightened.

Perhaps no one has realized that it is so terrifying to present human negative emotions so straightforwardly and nakedly.

Humans are terrible.

No, or I should say, my lord, it's terrible.

When all the patterns of stars and moons turned into human faces, the box in the middle of the room suddenly heard a burst of childlike and playful music, like the opening song of a cartoon.

And just in the lively and sweet music, Zhang Lifeng let out a scream, everyone's eyes hurriedly followed the sound, but when they saw Zhang Lifeng, the whole person was melting.

Yes, it melts.

His skin slowly melted like liquid and flowed down his torso to the ground. As a result, his facial features became distorted and gradually blurred. Only a mouth was barely left with a black hole, and he continued to make a terrible cry.

And when the skin melted, the next thing that melted was his flesh and bones. The bright red and thick blood, like wax dripping from a candle, slipped layer by layer from the torso, staining the floor under his feet red. , And quickly spread to the surrounding area.

Li Yaqing and Wei Miao were frightened, screaming and crying. They even crawled on the ground trying to get away. Wei Dong and Luo Wei's faces turned pale, Ge Lei was shocked and looked like Being possessed and unable to move, he watched Zhang Lifeng's blood soak the soles and uppers of his shoes.

Zhang Lifeng's screams gradually disappeared, and his body has melted so that no human shape can be seen, like an ice cream that has lost its shape in the sun.

A person of flesh and blood melted alive in front of everyone's eyes, and most of the room was covered with red and glaring blood, without a single hair, or a tooth, or even a nail.

Wei Dong vomited at the corner of the wall, and the two girls fainted with fright. Luo Wei bit his lip as hard as he could, for fear that one of them could not be controlled.

Even if Qin Ci was a doctor, he turned his head away as he could not bear to see patients who were accustomed to various methods of death.

Ke Xun lowered his head and put his forehead on Mu Yiran's shoulders. Zhu Haowen next to him was probably the calmest among the crowd, because he was now colorblind, and Zhang Lifeng's blood was nothing but gray in his eyes.

Everyone was shocked by the tragic state of Zhang Lifeng's death, and suddenly they heard a "choking", followed by a small, big and two sounds of "hum, hum", as if something fell to the ground one after another.

Mu Yiran, Ke Xun, Zhu Haowen, and Qin Ci, these few people who were able to maintain their composure immediately followed the prestige, but when they saw the place where the sound was made, Qi Qiang, whose head was in a different place, suddenly fell.

His prop sword fell beside his body, but after his head fell to the ground, it still rolled grunting for a while, and the broken neck dragged a thick blood mark on the floor.

On the walls and floor around Qi Qiang’s corpse, blood spurted from the aorta of the neck was sprayed everywhere, coupled with the large pool of blood that Zhang Lifeng had melted and left on the ground. This room was originally full of dreamlike childishness. The room suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth.

A few people did not make a sound for a long time, nor did they make any movements, and the room fell into a dead silence.

Although they were psychologically prepared to face death, the way these two people died still seemed so sudden and cruel that it was difficult for everyone to accept and find the ability to think calmly at a time.

What's more, the death period has just begun, and no one knows if there will be a third person this night, and then die in front of everyone in a bizarre way.

The room was plunged into an atmosphere of fear, tension and total collapse. Everyone was tensing all nerves, waiting for death again without any resistance.