Paintings of Terror

The black round jar has a weird black lid on it, which is tightly covered on the jar.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the jar, Luo Ling's reaction was the strongest, holding Xinchun back step by step, pressing his body firmly against the door frame, ready to escape at any time.

Xi Shengnan's expression was not panicked, but somewhat surprised.

Lu Heng, who was sitting next to him, didn't panic either, and even reached out and touched the jar.

Several other new members also stood up and walked over to the black pot. Their faces were full of inconceivability, and there was an incomprehensible pious light in their eyes.

As if this black jar is a unique treasure in the world.

Luo Wei: Damn it, the evil jar is beginning to exert its power. The first step is to attract new people in and turn them into pus...

Cao Youning stepped forward and patted the can, hesitated for a moment, then picked it up and weighed it again.

Ke Xun asked Mu Yiran next to him in a low voice: "Can you spread knowledge for the rookie?"

Mu Yiran: "...I don't know either."

Ke Xun was taken aback. Except that he had never watched a cartoon, he didn't recognize this black pot. Of course, most of his friends didn't know this black pot.

"Who can tell me, what the **** is here?" Wei Dong is also very puzzled: Seeing Cao Youning holding the jar, it's like holding a bucket of freshly made instant noodles when I was hungry...

"I don't know what's inside yet." Cao Youning shook the jar as he said, "It feels like there is something in it, which is a bit heavy."

"Fuck you, don't stray, what if it explodes?!" Luo Wei almost rushed out, and Xinchun stared wide-eyed.

Seeing that Cao Youning was about to open the mysterious black lid, Luo Geng broke his throat in an instant: "Don't open it! Can you be sure that it is full of golden fingers?!"

Everyone: "..."

Perhaps it was Lu Heng's words that reminded Lu Heng. He snatched the jar in Cao Youning's hand: "Don't open it without authorization! Is there a secret bag? Use a secret bag."

"Yes, concealed bag!" Xi Shengnan continued to dig through her parcel, and several new members also began to help her find it.

Wei Dong's eyes became straight lines: "Are you really photographers? Are you sure you are not photographers from gangsters? A secret pocket? What underworld term is this? Hao Wen'er, do you know?"

Zhu Haowen’s eyes are also straight: "..."

"Found it! Secret bag!!" Du Lingyu found a pile of black cloth-like objects from the bottom of the pile of clothes. At first glance, he thought it was a black cloth, but when opened, it was a thick and strange shape. With a black pocket, Du Lingyu took the pocket and illuminated it in the direction of the lantern for a long time.

Hearing this, Mu Yiran's frowning brows gradually unfolded, as if he understood what these things were.

Several newcomers put the black jar in a secret bag, looked at each other, and finally handed everything to Mai Peng.

Mai Peng rubbed his itchy nose because of a cold, and sealed the mouth of the concealed bag. He found two cuff-like objects on the concealed bag with both hands and reached in.

Wei Dong: "I'm a bad guy, can I be a little weird..."

"Do you need to turn off the light?" Mu Yiran said.

McPeng paused: "It's safer to go out."

Perhaps it was because of Mu's stunned attitude. Although the old members didn't want to understand too much, they still cooperated to turn off the gauze lights in the room. Luo Ge, who was standing at the door, also hugged the dog and closed the door. When the curtains are pulled, they are almost completely black.

"Mai Peng, you are so courageous," Luo Ge's voice trembling in the darkness, "In such a dark room, you dare to reach into the black bag and open the black ashes inside... Oh no, black Jar..."

"Don't be afraid, we often do these things. When we first entered the photography industry, these were the most basic tasks." Cao Youning comforted Luo Wei.

"Photography?" Several people asked.

"Yes, those of you who don't come into contact with photography don't know that the black can is a standard developing can, used for film development." Cao Youning said.

"Huh?" Wei Dong was very surprised. "A can can be used to develop film?!"

Lu Heng's voice also sounded: "Yes, yes, this is purely manual washing. If you have experience, the effect of washing is better than the printing shop."

"I really can not believe……"

"Of course, in addition to the developer tank, you also need things like developer and fixer. I hope the world can provide us with these." Lu Heng said.

A rustling sound can be heard in the dark, it seems to be the sound of opening a jar, everyone is silent, because they can't see their fingers, everyone can't judge the result by Mai Peng's expression.

Mai Peng's breath is a breath of a bad cold, a bit heavy: "Yes, there should be things we need, there are powder packets, and many powder packets."

Weidong’s divergent thinking is starting to replenish instant noodles in barrels... Is there a sauce bag...

"You mean, a powder packet of developer powder and fixing powder?" Mu Yiran's voice rang.

"I think it should be, and there are some things necessary for film development." There was another movement in Mai Peng, as if he was groping to confirm the contents one by one.

Qin Ci didn't understand what was going on for a while, and whispered: "Since it has been confirmed that it is a developing tank, why should we confirm the contents in the dark? If it is dangerous, isn't it more dangerous in the dark?"

Mu Yiran replied: "The developing tank is used to develop the film. If the tank itself contains film, opening it without authorization will completely expose the film and cause it to be scrapped."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Qin Ci's voice was low, it was hard to imagine, if there was film in the jar itself, what would be recorded on it...

"There is film! Really!" Mai Peng sounded a strong cold.

Qin Ci instantly felt that he had "a thought becomes a truth".

"How many films are there?" Lu Heng asked cautiously.

"Packed in a small paper envelope, it is cut open, there should be only a few sheets." Mai Peng said.

Mu Yiran's voice sounded: "It is impossible to judge whether these films are exposed, right?"

Mai Peng: "Theoretically, this is the case. If you don't show it, you can't feel it by touching it. But now these films have been cut. I think only the processed film will be cut."

This is true when you think about it, but experience belongs to experience. If the film in the envelope has not been developed and is discarded when it is exposed to light, it is tantamount to destroying precious materials.

"What to do? Brother-in-law." Luo Ling's voice rang.

"Two plans: one is to only take out a small piece of negative film, in case it is exposed, only this small one will be destroyed; the other is to immediately find the red glass lampshade, set the room as a darkroom effect, and harm the photo exposure The smallest." Mu Yiran gave two plans.

"I have a red lampshade here." Suddenly there was a slender voice, Du Lingyu.

Everyone was stunned. It seems that drawing this is for everyone who develops the film.

Du Lingyu murmured to herself: "No wonder there is a red lampshade in my package, wrapped in cloth. I just thought it was too weird to say that it was a red light in a darkroom."

Mai Peng’s voice: "I have sealed the secret bag, everyone can now light up the lights."

A lamp quickly turned on. It was the gauze lamp next to Zhu Haowen. Du Lingyu walked over and handed over a round red glass cover...

When the red light was on, everyone in the room had a red face, which was very strange.

This time, Mai Peng took out a small film from the dark bag, and first took a photo at the red light: "It has been washed, and the technology is really good. The indoor temperature here is only about 10 degrees. To be able to wash out this grade of film by hand in such cold conditions should be a very experienced master."

Ke Xun and Weidong have been by Mai Peng's side. Now no one cares about the technology of the film. What everyone cares more about is what is shot on the film.

Wei Dong squinted his eyes and stared at the red light for a long time: "I think this is a few **** spots on the white background! What are these things?"

Zhu Haowen was closest to the red light, and squinted for a long time: "I think there should be white spots on this, not black spots."

"Hao Wen'er, your eyes are broken?" Before Weidong finished speaking, he heard Mai Peng say: "He is right. The film negative is like this. The color is the opposite of the color of the real photo. If it is black and white film , The black on the film is white in reality, and the white on the film is black—because it is completely the opposite, the film after development is also called a negative."

"Oh, yes, yes," Wei Dong nodded, "It's a bit like the inverse effect of processing pictures."

Ke Xun kept staring at the black dots on the film: "Mai Peng, are you sure that this photo is taken very clearly and the effect is good?"

Mai Peng nodded: "I think so. Unfortunately, the film is too small, but we don't have professional equipment to develop and enlarge the photo."

"On these four black spots, there are some gray things. I can't really see what they are." Ke Xun's eyes never left the film. "But I think these four black spots are actually fish-shaped. A fish shaped like a flat fish."

Perhaps it was Ke Xun’s reminder that Mai Peng seemed to have thought of something. He watched the film repeatedly, and then called several other photographers over to watch it together: "Lu Heng, do you think these gray things are like water? "

Lu Heng watched for a long time, and his voice became heavy: "Looking at the texture, it should be water, but if it is water, the white background of the film should also be water, which means..."

Du Lingyu's voice trembled: "This painting is terrible."

Although the other members have no professional knowledge of photography, they have somehow made up the original picture of this photo through McPeng's explanation of negative film just now.

In the black water, there are four snow-white diamond-shaped fish swimming.

The photography conditions in this world are limited. It should be impossible to complete the photography underwater, let alone the complete profile figure of four fishes.

In other words, these four fish are flat on the water.

These are four snow-white dead fish.