Paintings of Terror

There were dead fish floating on the black water, four dead fishes in the snow.

The whole negative exudes an ignorant sense of horror.

"What about the other negatives? Take them out to take a look." Mu Yiran has taken the tweezers in Mai Peng's hand, and the tweezers held the film of the dead fish.

Under the faint red light, Mai Peng opened the envelope and poured out a few small negatives from the inside. Carefully pinched the toothed edges of the negatives with his hands to avoid sticking fingerprints on it.

All the negatives are similar, all with black dots of different sizes on a white background.

Qin Ci stared at one of the negatives: "The shapes of these fish are different from the previous ones, some resembling willow leaves."

"There are fish that look like willow leaves." Du Lingyu said, frowning and looking at the film, only to think that these fish were particularly stiff, and stood there in a daze. People feel numb.

Qin Ci squinted his eyes for a long time, "Like a fish, but not like it. It's too small to see clearly, so you have to zoom in."

"All the negatives are here?" Mu Yiran asked.

Mai Peng held an empty envelope: "Yes, it's all here."

"Then turn on the light again to see more clearly." Mu Yiran said.

The few gauze lights in the room were all lit, and the crimson, strange atmosphere just now was replaced by warmth. Luo Ge's tight heart only relaxed a little at this time, and he leaned over to look at the negatives.

"Brother, what do you see?" Luo Ling stretched his neck to look at the film in Ke Xun's hand.

Ke Xun strictly followed Mai Peng's requirements and used his index finger and thumb to lightly jam the zigzag pattern on the top and bottom of the negative, so as to keep the picture as clean as possible: "Look, turnip, there is only one fish in this photo."

This is also a white film. A large diamond-shaped black fish on it occupies almost the entire picture. Because of the large image, the fish's eyes can be clearly seen as a gray dot.

"This fish is not completely floating on the water. There are gray water ripples on its body. I always think it is alive." Luo Yu couldn't imagine how this photo was taken. "It seems to be close It swims on the surface of the water, and it swims sideways upwards. It’s strange, don’t the fish breathe with their gills? Isn’t its gills exposed on the surface of the water? Oh my God, did I learn to analyze it, and also use biological Knowledge, please praise me, brother."

"This doesn't seem to be in line with the principle of fish swimming," Ke Xun also felt that this picture reflects some problems. "I also think there is a mystery in these fishes. Unfortunately, these negatives are too small and the colors are reversed. If you can enlarge it, just All right."

Luo Wei also looked at Mai Peng next to him: "You can use a can to wash out the film, can you use another can to wash out the photos?"

Cao Youning spoke first: "It's not that simple to wash photos. First, you need an enlarger. It's a machine, but it can't be made purely by hand! Even if we have wheat god, it won't work."

It turns out that Mai Peng has a god-like title among this group of photographers. At this time, he fell into a state of hard thinking. After a long time, he said: "This world seems to have no electricity. If you make a magnifier by hand, you need at least one. The light chamber composed of electric lamps also needs a photo magnifying lens produced by a professional manufacturer. With these two things, I can find a way to assemble the others-using the front and back convex lenses to form a simple lens group, as for the skin cavity It should be fine with the film holder."

Luo Ling listened dumbfounded. This time he was sure that he really met the great god, but the clever woman could not cook without rice. Just using electricity can stump people: "We have electricity in our mobile phones, and in your cameras. Do they also have batteries?"

Mai Peng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He also sucked on his poorly ventilated nose: "It's not as simple as you think. What I need is a real light bulb, even if it's not a milky white magnifying light bulb, just use ordinary LED lights— In this light brigade, if they have electric lights, why bother to light so many lanterns."

"Those things like imaging are too complicated. We just want to zoom in on the negative now, even if it's in the reverse color state," Zhu Haowen said suddenly, "Can you use a magnifying glass?"

"Do you have a magnifying glass?" Mai Peng asked hurriedly.

Zhu Haowen: "No."

Mai Peng: "Oh...Ahhhhhhhh! I'm sorry."

Zhu Haowen: "..."

Ke Xun said: "The magnifying glass is not a very high-tech thing. Maybe you can buy it in the shops here. We saw the market downstairs just now. You can go there to try your luck."

"It just so happens that I also need a magnifying glass here." It was Qin Ci who was speaking. "There is a medical book in my package, with very small characters on it, and the light here is relatively dark, making it difficult to identify."

The two words of the medical book seem to bring some hope to everyone-if you get sick here, at least there are ready-made doctors around you who can treat yourself according to the medical book.

Lu Heng said: "I don't know if the medical skills in this world are the same as outside. My grandfather opened a Chinese medicine clinic. I also learned some simple Chinese medicine knowledge when I was a child."

"No wonder my medical book will have your loan signature in this medical book." Qin Ci said.

"A borrowed book to sign?" When Lu Heng heard about the word signature, he was a little sensitive—isn’t everyone looking for signatures if they want to paint.

Speaking of this, Qin Ci is also a little unbelievable: "This is my habit of using books. My books often have a large bookmark on the title page. I will ask everyone who borrows this book to sign on the bookmark. This is also a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.-I didn't expect this to be captured by the painting.

Weidong: Brother Qin, your nickname when you were a child must be a librarian, right? Sorry, the building is crooked.

Lu Heng continued to ask Qin Ci: "You mean, is there a record of my borrowing on the bookmark of your medical book?"

"Yes, there is your loan signature, but unfortunately there is no date." Qin Ci also has some regrets about this. If there is a date, he can understand the age of this world.

When Mu Yiran heard the conversation between the two people, he seemed to think of something, and his expression was a little heavy.

Ke Xun and Luo Er had already walked to the door at this time: "We are trying to find a magnifying glass, we can't just wait here."

Soon a few more members joined the team looking for the magnifying glass, the door of the room opened and closed, and the room was quiet again.

Mu Yiran personally put the negatives back into the envelope, and then put the envelope back into the black developing tank. At the same time, he looked at the developing powder for film processing in the developing tank, and finally his eyes stayed on these things. The owner-Xi Shengnan's body.

"My words are not offensive. After all, everyone's package will have some personal traces on it," Mu Yiran looked at Xi Shengnan and said, "Have you ever taken similar photos in your previous life? or Have you seen these things in the photos?"

Xi Shengnan was taking care of a wooden jewelry box at this time. There seemed to be some hairpin bracelets in it. She closed the box without looking closely: "I have never seen such a strange fish, nor have I ever photographed it. Similar photos, those things are like this jewelry box, which is strange to me."

Mu Yi looked down, and when he opened it again, a dim candle flashed in his eyes: "At present, we have not found a clear clue, but the problem has come one after another. Now we may as well brainstorm, and everyone should put their own ideas. It doesn’t matter if you say it outrageously."

Mai Peng rubbed his completely blocked nose, and the bad cold made him a little bit distressed: "My biggest question right now is-it is clear that everyone was healthy before entering the painting, why I suddenly caught a bad cold? This is not in line with common sense. ."

Hearing this, Mu Yiran nodded, and wrote it down in a notebook with a pen: "This is indeed unreasonable."

"I also have a question," Du Lingyu raised his hand, "This is actually a small matter, but I find it very strange, why the perfume smell on my body has completely disappeared, the'thief rose' The smell is very long-lasting, it is impossible to disappear without a trace."

"Okay, everyone continue talking." Mu Yiran took the pen and wrote it down.

"My question is," Zhu Haowen was still standing next to a gauze lantern, and said at this time, "Why does this painting know so much about each of us? First, we know our last name, and then follow our original The memories and habits of the world have arranged props for us. Even if this painting follows the route of role-playing, it is impossible to understand the preferences of each player."

Player? Shao Ling glanced at Zhu Haowen unconsciously, and suddenly understood why this person could live through nine paintings all the way. This person seemed to treat all painting worlds as mere game clearance.

Shao Ling said: "This is also the biggest mystery in my heart. Because I can't grasp the center of the world, I feel very confused, and this painting ‘understands’ each of us so much, it feels terrifying."

Mu Yiran never changed his face, bowed his head and recorded everything with a pen.

Xi Shengnan has already packed his parcel, and now the developing tank has been fully charged and placed in the public cabinet.

Xi Shengnan seemed to have lost the spirit and spirit he had before. At this time, he said in a low voice: "This painting is indeed terrifying. It not only captures our hearts, but also restores the characters in my works to this world, but This world itself is completely different from the world of my novels. I am confused and pessimistic. I always feel that I will be the most unlucky one."

Du Lingyu comfortedly said: "Sister Xi, don't think about it, maybe it's just a matter of time. Xia Yu may be the first character we found in the work, and maybe there will be other things later.

Xi Shengnan smiled bitterly, feeling Lu Heng patted his shoulder next to him, as if trying to give himself strength.

When it was Qin Ci's turn to speak, he just shook his head: "I'm already messed up, this world is beyond my imagination. I think the most terrifying thing is that we have to continue to play the role in the caravan, and many things cannot be broken. , I don’t dare to ask NPC too much, so I can only guess with my fists. For example, these weird fish on the negatives, we can’t ask others, the more important clues, the less dare to ask, for fear of being caught by the people here. I saw through the identities of outsiders in our paintings and were bitten back."

Listening to Qin Ci's words, several newcomers felt increasingly difficult.

"Xiao Mu, what did you think of?" Qin Ci asked.

After Mu Yiran finished recording, he stopped writing: "What bothers me most is the time record. There is no borrowing date in your library list. The business travel records I have in my hand do not have a clear date. When the team came to the Fluorite Brigade, I can only roughly estimate by the seasonality of the goods exchanged. We were delayed in the Fluorite Brigade for about half a year; and we came to the Lantern Brigade this time and drew seven vertical lines, maybe It represents seven days, or perhaps something other than time."

Qin Ci frowned: "My library list says this: Lu Heng borrowed the book from Lantern Travel, and Lu Heng returned the book to Lantern Travel. There is no description of the date."

Mai Peng seemed to think of something, and took a sniff on his nose that was red because of a cold: "When we first came here, I felt some vertical lines on the wall of the corridor, which happened to be seven."