Paintings of Terror

"Hurry up." Mu Yiran looked at the sky. The sky was already lit, but there was still some time before the deadline for voting.

However, in the present situation, everyone does not need to work hard to find the next goal, because not far from everyone falling into the water, there is a huge ship floating on the sea!

"Why-another ship?!" Wei Dong was shocked and confused, "It's endless? This isn't the kind of infinite nested space, right? Wait until we sink from this sea again, and then go down again. Is it the same space?"

"No, it's not the same. Look, there are people on this ship." Ke Xun had good eyesight and pointed to the wuyang wuyang person standing on the side of the ship. "They are all dressed in ancient costumes. Maybe it's the real thing in this painting. What about the ancients."

"Get on the boat and have a look." Mu Yiran said, swimming in the direction of the boat.

The people on the boat also spotted the people swimming in the sea. After a scream of shouts, someone lowered a rope ladder from the boat.

Everyone climbed up wet, and then they were watched by these quaint people.

Look at the dress, it is indeed like a person from the Qin and Han Dynasties, and then look at the flagpole standing on the boat upstairs, which is indeed embroidered with the character "Qin" in seal script.

This group of people silently stared at everyone with amazement, and they could even see fear in their eyes.

Ke Xun and the seven of them did not act rashly, standing on the deck dripping with water, exchanging glances.

The two sides were in a stalemate. Suddenly, the ancient people in front of them stepped aside to both sides, and then walked out from behind the crowd. They looked like a person of higher status. They saluted the seven and then began to speak.

The seven looked at each other.

What does this mean? It sounds like Cantonese, Hokkien, and Hakka.

"It is said that Qin Shi's Mandarin pronunciation is similar to Cantonese." Shao Ling whispered to the people.

Weidong and Luo Geng looked confused: "Isn't the Mandarin of Qin Dynasty supposed to be Shaanxi?"

Shao Ling said that he did not want to bother about these two people.

It is a pity that there are no Cantonese among the seven people. Even if there are, the pronunciation of ancient and modern people may vary greatly, and they may not be understandable.

Mu Yiran stepped forward, replied with the gesture of the person opposite, and then made a writing gesture with his hand.

The person on the other side quickly understood. He turned his head and said something to the person next to him. After a salute, the person quickly turned and ran away, holding a silk and pen and ink soon.

Mu Yiran turned his head and called Wei Dong: "Try to use the simplest lines to clearly draw what I mean-to draw a boat, and there is an ancient person painting on the boat."

Wei Dong hurriedly responded, ignoring that his body was dripping with water. He took the painting tools, spread them out on the spot, picked up the pen and started painting on the silk.

Luo Wei looked from the side and sighed: "Fortunately, we have Dong Ge. What kind of fairy touch is this? You can draw vividly with just a few strokes."

Shao Ling also said in his heart next to him: It is true that no one can be underestimated. No matter how good people are, there will be things that they are not good at. No matter how ordinary people are, they will also have his shining points.

The ordinary and ordinary Comrade Wei Dong completed this painting without using it for three minutes. After finishing the painting, he took up the silk and showed it to everyone, and the content was clear at a glance.

Mu Yiran pointed to the person in front of the person who was painting on the painting, then pointed his hand at the ancient people who surrounded him, and then pointed to the person who was painting in the painting.

The meaning is also very clear, it is to find those who can paint among the people on the ship.

The person in the lead quickly understood, and he said a few words to others. Someone took the order again, and the person in the lead made a few gestures to Mu Yiran, which meant to invite them into the cabin to talk. talk.

Mu Yiran shook his head and expressed rejection.

Time waits for no one, they have no extra time to deal with irrelevant things.

This person at the head seemed to have something important to say to a few people. Seeing that Mu was unmoved, this person thought for a while, called someone to come and ordered a few more words, then the person turned around and ran. Into the cabin.

"It feels like'painting' has been upgraded a bit since "The Scarlet Beast"," Qin Ci looked at the ancient people in front of him, "These NPC characters in the painting are no longer simple mechanical behaviors. They It seems...smarter, or, closer to real humans."

"Yes," Zhu Haowen said, "Even without us influencing the plot, they still have their own'life' trajectory and even thoughts. This kind of escalation makes people extremely scared to think about it."

"Uh...Where is the fear?" Luo Yu shivered and asked tremblingly.

Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen each looked down to think about a more precise answer, and Ke Xun glanced over the faces of the ancients who were still watching them curiously and in awe, and said thoughtfully: "This feeling is like... Hmm, have you seen "Pacific Rim"?"

Someone nodded and someone shook their heads.

Ke Xun said: "Monsters invaded the world from another world under the sea. At first they entered the lowest level monsters, only one at a time. Later, they invaded two at a time, and the monster's ability level also increased. , The later, the higher the level of the monster, the more the number of invading the human world at one time. I don’t know why, "painting" gives me a feeling similar to this, the NPCs in the painting are becoming more and more real and intelligent, It seems...the human beings from another world are slowly invading and replacing us. At first, they only used some mechanized lowest-level members to test us, and then they would send high-level ones to continue the test, and then send higher levels. Level of... launch an invasion."

"Brother, you have a big brain." Luo Yu couldn't help but shiver again.

While talking, I saw the person who ran to the cabin just now came back, and there was a person behind him. Seeing this person, the members of the Seven-member group all cried out in surprise, even Mu Yiran looked surprised. outer.

"Hey, I'm seeing you again." Fang Fei raised his hand at several people and shook.

"——Fucking——what's going on?!" Wei Dong threw out shocking questions on behalf of everyone.

Fang Fei came to the front with a calm expression: "I shot the chicken feather, and it rushed to destroy the rhino horn in my hand. I was worried that the rhino horn would fall into a phantom again, so I hurriedly wanted to avoid it. As a result, it chased too tightly and fell into the sea in a hurry. Then I found that rhino horns can burn in the sea. I thought, I should at least try to find Yu Long’s body before I die... Then I kept When I dived, I ended up here. These ancient people might think that I was some kind of **** descending to the earth or someone with supernatural powers. They put me on a boat, but the language is not clear, and there is not much communication for the time being."

Everyone was surprised and lucky, Ke Xun raised a smile, and Fang Fei said, "Well, I said you won't lose. How does it feel to defeat death?"

"Very good." Fang Fei also smiled.

"Oh, I admire this girl so much." Wei Dong said to Luo Ling next to her.

"Yes, Brother Dong, she is even more manly than you." Luo Yi praised.

Wei Dong: "..." How do you say it, this broken boy.

The appearance of Fang Fei made everyone feel refreshed. After seeing the irreversible deaths of the people around him, he finally had such a... a person who outperformed, no, the person who won the death, this kind of joy And the feeling of relief, people are full of hope and strength.

While speaking, the person who had been ordered by the leader to act before returned, with eight people behind him, and the leader pointed at these eight people and made a painting gesture to Mu Yiran.

"These people should be the painters on the boat." Mu Yiran and his companions said.

"But... of these eight people, who is the real author of "Burning Rhinoceros at Sea"?" Wei Dong scratched his head.

Shao Ling said: "Qin Shi's painters also belong to the list of hundreds of workers, and most of them are unnamed. If this painting is made by these painters, it is likely that they are not qualified to leave the seal or name on the painting."

"Then, what can I do? How can I paint without the seal?" Luo Yu continued to tremble.

Shao Ling frowned and thought hard, but found that the eyes of the old members were all looking at Mu Yiran, and then they looked at this person.

Mu Yiran raised his eyes, the sea and morning light reflected in his eyes, and he made a few gestures at the headed person.

He pointed to the eight painters who had been brought in, made a painting posture, and then shook his hand to point to the distant sky behind the crowd.

That is the direction where everyone fell.

Since everyone got on the boat, their attention has been focused on the ancient people in front of them, and they haven't had the time to look back at their origins.

Right now, following Mu Yiran's gestures, everyone turned their heads together and cast their eyes to the sky and the sea behind them, and then they were stunned in surprise.

Just at the place where the clouds and mists that touched the sea that day seemed to be very close, but also very far away, a phantom and dreamlike mirage was floating in front of it like a giant screen.

In the mirage surrounded by clouds and mists, there are faint mountains in the distance, and a few pavilions among the peaks; in the vicinity, the sea of ​​ink is vast, and a huge ship is floating on the surface of the waves.

"--A mirage!" Wei Dong exclaimed in surprise, "Anyway--we have been in the mirage?!"

Mu Yiran ignored the surprise of his companions, but just gestured to the eight painters to draw the situation before him. The leader still held some awe of these people, so Mu Yiran's request was passed quickly. After fetching eight sets of painting tools, the eight painters sat on the floor and painted immediately.

The painter did not make a sound any more, and stared at the painter nervously for a while, then turned his head and stared at the mirage in the distance for a while.

Mirages can last for a short time or for a long time. Although a mirage that appears in the early morning is rare, it is not uncommon. Sometimes it can last forty minutes, sometimes it can last more than two hours.

However, there is not much time left for this painting. The time for the end of the vote is approaching. How can the seal be obtained? It seems that there is no clear way yet...

Time is getting more and more pressing, and everyone's hearts are rising higher and higher. Luo Er even forgot to breathe so nervously, holding his pale face white and red.

Until time approached the mark of the last few minutes, the eight painters almost finished their works back and forth. Mu Yiran stepped forward to observe the eight paintings carefully, and everyone rushed forward—by this time everyone understood. With Mu Yiran's intention, eight pairs of eyes fixed on the painting, and looked desperately among the eight paintings——

"--This one!" Seven or eight hands all pointed at one of them--this is exactly what they saw in the art gallery, the real original painting of "Burning Rhinoceros on the Sea"!

"Yes-there is no seal!" Wei Dong called out anxiously.

Everyone was helpless.

Suddenly, Ke Xun turned around, grabbed the artist who drew the "Burning Rhino on the Sea", took one of his hands, grabbed the pen in his hand, and brushed on one of his fingers with the tip of the pen. For a moment, and then forcibly dragged this finger to press it against the sea of ​​the painting.

The silk on which the picture was painted was suddenly lit with white light on all four sides, forming a picture axis. The axis of the painting became larger and larger, and the white light became brighter and brighter until it was so bright that everyone could hardly open their eyes and they could not help themselves. The center of the painting axis fell and squeezed in----

"Walala plops..."

Seven or eight people fell on the cold marble floor of the art gallery in a mess.

"Fuck Keer--you are too awesome!" Wei Dong was pressed at the bottom, but he didn't care, first raised his throat and shouted at his Tiezi excitedly, full of joy and excitement. How do you know that you can press your handprints?!"

"I'm just thinking about it..." Ke Xun fell into his boyfriend's arms, opened his arms and hugged him tightly, and didn't want to get up immediately, "The seal and signature are both a kind of identity to the painter. It proves that pressing the mudra is also a kind of identification. Since the language is barrier, it is impossible for him to sign the name, and the painter may not have the seal, so I can only press the mudra."

Shao Ling climbed up and looked at the imitation of "Burning Rhinoceros at Sea" on the wall.

It is said that it is an imitation, but in fact it is more like a remake of the original. It faithfully reflects all the details of the original on the painting, including the damaged place.

In the original picture, the chaotic places in the sky are mirages, but the color faded and the lines became blurred because of the age.

Shao Ling stared at the painting deeply for a while, looking at the crowd with a somewhat complicated expression, pointing to the sea surface on the painting: "This place in the original picture has a fingerprint-like imprint. If you don't look closely, it will be like the ripples of the sea. It's almost integrated."

"So, did painting come first or us?" Qin Ci philosophically said.

"Ah--" A scream came from the entrance of the exhibition hall, everyone was startled, and all turned to look.

Seeing that it was a few female viewers, they were staring at this side with fright and disgust, and asked in a sharp voice: "What are you doing! Playing gangsters! Security-security-we called the police!"

Everyone suddenly reacted, and they all looked down at themselves, seeing everyone wearing only a pair of underwear, a boxer triangle T-shaped with an elephant nose, diverse styles and distinct colors.

Only Mu Yiran and Fang Fei were neatly dressed, and at this moment each took a few steps to the side, pretending not to know these people.

Everyone: "..."

No wonder Mu Yiran refused to take off his clothes when jumping off the boat.

Shao Ling heart said.