Paintings of Terror

"Lights off--"

The sound was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone in the light brigade very clearly.

Different from the initial need to light the lights, it’s much easier to turn off the lights. All the lanterns seem to have received the “light off” instruction, and they are turned off one after another from the bottom of the building to the upper floor. .

This ritual-like sense of sacredness made everyone silent, watching the light gradually disappear from the feet to the top of the head, and really felt the whole process of being enveloped by darkness.

I don’t know how long it took before Luo Yu squatted and said, "Brother, brother-in-law, are you still there?"

Before Ke Xun had time to agree, a warm hand quickly grabbed himself: "It's nice that you are still there!" As you can imagine, this guy's other hand has grabbed "Brother-in-law".

The strange thing is that although the surroundings are dark, they are not invisible, as if there is a faint light to illuminate.

"Xinchun...Wow ha ha ha ah ah ah..." Luo Ling yelled out of control.

Xinchun didn't know the truth, she lay pitifully on her master's shoulder, she might fall off at any time, and her eyes sparkled like two gems.

Ke Xun hugged Xinchun and looked at its eyes carefully: "Are the dog's eyes so bright at night?"

"This is not normal." Mu Yiran also came to see, one hand was still firmly grasped by Luo Ge, and a faint voice came, "I thought Xinchun had become a monster..."

"Go back to the room first." Mu Yiran found that the entire lamp brigade had fallen into darkness, only Xinchun had two light sources here, which was extremely eye-catching.

The three of them returned to the room with the help of dog-eye lighting.

When Ke Xun entered the room, he covered Xinchun's eyes: "Everyone is mentally prepared, Xinchun's eyes are bright at night."

Even with the notice in advance, when Xin Chun's eyes lit up again, everyone in the room still let out low exclamations.

Xinchun was placed on the table as a dog-shaped night light.

Although the dog’s eyes are bright, they can’t be compared with real lights, and they are only slightly stronger than everyone’s mobile phones.

"It's really strange, why the dog's eyes weren't so bright when we first arrived here, and they were also very dark at the time." Shao Ling sat at the table, studying Xinchun's gaze, "Could it be like A certain kind of stone will emit light in the night only if it absorbs enough light?"

This explanation is relatively convincing to everyone, and then Zhu Haowen changed the subject without obliquely: "There are two problems now. First, what time is the light off here, and why the light on time is particularly short; second, How does the light go out, and why can it go out by itself."

This is what everyone is most puzzled about. Zhu Haowen continued to ask: "What time do you think it is? Please follow your instincts. Everyone has a biological clock in their body. We have not been here for a long time. Will be assimilated too quickly."

Assimilation-these two words shocked everyone. Wei Dong looked around with a faint light, and then touched his stomach: "I think it was about one noon when I was eating, but now it's about two o'clock. ."

Qin Ci nodded: "I think it's the same. The time we entered the art gallery was nine ten ten. I looked at my watch and the painting time was about nine thirty to nine fifty. If we calculate according to that time, It's almost two o'clock in the afternoon."

"But, is the time outside the painting connected to the inside of the painting?" Du Lingyu asked, "What was your previous experience."

Qin Ci: "It is not necessarily connected. We usually enter the painting in the morning, but in the painting it may be in the afternoon or even dusk.

"It is necessary for us to figure out the time, especially the time period. We calculate according to the outside time. If we arrive at the picture at ten o'clock, according to the digestion time of the human body, we almost always Feeling hungry, lunch time is about one o'clock, and the light will be off after more than an hour after the meal, which is two o'clock just speculated.

"From ten in the morning to two in the afternoon, a total of four hours, from lighting to extinction, a total of only four hours."

Everyone fell into silence for a while.

Xinchun's eyes blinked, and the whole world was half-clear, black and white.

"How can a day in this world be so short?" Xi Shengnan sighed. At this moment, she was sitting leaning on the screen, a little slouched. "If a day is less than 24 hours, is our time limit here still seven days? Doesn't that mean looking for Less time to sign?"

After hearing this, everyone's nerves were straining.

"According to the usual practice, there is no difference between the passage of time in the painting and the outside. A day is also 24 hours." Shao Ling said, "It's just that if the daytime here is only 4 hours, it means the night is extended, and we will experience 20 hours. Slowly the night. To make matters worse, all the dangers in the painting happen at night."

"This, it's too difficult." Du Lingyu turned his face to the dark and gently wiped away tears.

Cao Youning yawned untimely: "I'm sorry, people tend to get sleepy when they are full. Besides, I also have the habit of taking a nap. I really hope that turning off the lights this time is just for everyone to take a nap. Maybe the lights will be turned on again in two hours. "

Mu Yiran looked down slightly, and had to tell what he had discovered: "It's dark already."

"God?" Cao Youning was startled.

"Don't you think that the window has fallen into darkness?" Shao Ling couldn't help but said, "When we first arrived, the sky was slowly shining. Although the brightest is gray, it is also evidence of the existence of daylight. It's completely dark now."

Although Cao Youning was afraid, she couldn't help but yawned: "I'm sorry, I'm just like this. Once the room gets dark, it's easy to get sleepy."

"If you are sleepy, you can take a nap. We will wake you up in about an hour," Shao Ling said. "Other people cheer up. We are at two o'clock in the afternoon. Please remember this time. Don't be assimilated by this world."

Ke Xun: "We can't sit still. It's not suitable to go out to find a signature. The magnifying glass will not be available for the time being, but we can do something else."

"Washing film!" It was Mai Peng who was speaking. His voice was very special because of a bad cold. "We have water now, and there is a hot water bottle with a warm jacket. These are enough to wash film."

After hearing this, everyone was a little excited, and just did it. Lu Heng had already taken out the developing tank from the cabinet: "Turn on the phone so that it is bright, and you will have to use the developing and fixing solution for a while."

Mu Yiran asked on the side: "Does the developing tank have to be a whole roll of film? How many photos have you taken in your current camera?"

Mai Peng hesitated for a while, obviously because of excitement he ignored the question: "My camera has a display on the rollover, and probably only took less than ten shots. If I take it out now, the remaining twenty-odd shots will be discarded. Maybe we will need to take photos with film in the next few days."

Lu Heng also went to get his own camera: "How about you guys, who has taken pictures in this world?"

"I didn't dare to shoot," Du Lingyu said. "My camera is still a new film, probably because I copied all the photos in the camera to the computer last night. Once I emptied them, they became new."

"I didn't shoot either." Xi Shengnan said, "The camera has already rolled more than a dozen shots. I probably took some architectural and street scenes at the entrance of the art gallery, and some works."

Cao Youning yawned and lay down in her clothes: "I didn't dare to shoot either..."

"Then wash my volume," said Lu Heng, "I have taken 33 copies of this volume, which is enough."

"What does 33 Zhang mean?" Luo Er interjected and asked.

"Film rolls are usually 36 sheets. If you only take a few shots and then take them out to wash the rolls, then the unsold film will be scrapped." Lu Heng explained, "My roll of 36 sheets has already been shot 33. Zhang, it doesn’t matter if you waste three."

"Why waste it? It's all done." Luo Wei admits that he has the blood of a businessman and sometimes uses resources very well.

Wei Dong nodded straight at hearing: "Turnip is right. Take all three of them."

Lu Heng's voice trembled slightly: "Shoot, where is it?"

Taking a photo was very strange in the middle of the night, as if it was destined to show something invisible to the human eye.

Luo Yu, who was always timid, said calmly at this time: "When I was a child, I heard my grandma say that cats and dogs can perceive that kind of thing. If there is anything in our house, Xinchun will definitely feel it, never like it. It's so quiet now."

"Woo..." Xinchun wasn't satisfied with comparing herself to a chicken.

"Well, it's as quiet as a virgin."

Xinchun slept on the table, as if she was too lazy to talk to her master.

Lu Heng seemed to embolden himself and said: "Our hometown also has such sayings about dogs. If the dog barks suddenly in the middle of the night, we can tell who passed the house by the speed of the barking. It's'bite people, bite the gods slowly, bite the ghosts slowly.'"

Lu Heng became more afraid as he spoke.

"Let's shoot, we just want to use the lens to capture some clues that are invisible to the naked eye. If only ordinary night scenes are captured, it is meaningless." Mai Peng was much calmer than Lu Heng, "shoot."

Lu Heng held up the camera, his hands trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Mai Peng said unconsciously: "Are you willing to lend me your Ricoh?"

Lu Heng couldn't ask for it: "Yes, God of wheat, let's shoot it!"

Mai Peng took Lu Heng’s camera and stared at the viewfinder first. He adjusted the lens very professionally. He chose a few angles in the room. Everyone "stared" by the camera lens twisted unnaturally. I turned my face, as if I didn't want to be photographed.

"I'm going to use the flash. Please don't blink your eyes when the time comes." After Mai Peng reminded him, he took a picture on the spot, and then changed the angle to take another picture. This time the "click" sound seemed to be better than before. It's a little longer.

It took a long time for Mai Peng to reveal his face from behind the camera: "It's strange. At the moment I took it, it seemed that the scene in the viewfinder had changed."

Everyone was nervous, and Shao Ling asked, "What has become of it? Can you see clearly?"

"I can't see clearly, it was originally dark, and the flash was too bright at once, but I always feel that the position of the dog seems to have changed." Mai Peng said.

"What..." Luo Ling hugged Xinchun tightly in fright.

"Obviously it is on the table, but the moment I pressed the shutter, what I saw was that it was on the side of the window... because its eyes are very bright, I should have read it right, there are two bright spots on the side of the window." Mai Peng is very sure.

"Could it be... there is also a dog over the window?" Du Lingyu whispered, "Or... something else."