Paintings of Terror

These white fish aroused the familiar sense of horror.

"I never thought that this kind of fish can still be eaten." Wei Dong frowned, and subconsciously moved away from the oily paper bag that smelled of dried salted fish.

"Yes, the fat uncle saw that I was a little hesitant, so he ate a fish tail on the spot..." Luo Ling recalled the appearance of the fat uncle eating the fish tail and still had a lingering fear.

Everyone: "..."

Shao Ling: "All fish in this world are like this?"

Luo Wei: "This should be a kind of fish unique to Cold Night Journey. It is a relatively precious ingredient... It is said that this fish is not only delicious, but also has a powerful effect of warming and warming the cold. Even if you walk into the ice and snow outside, you will not feel cold."

"Cold Night Journey, how many travellers are there in this place?" Cao Youning interjected, "Who can tell me about geography here?"

The task of explanation fell on Qin Ci again: "In fact, there are some maps and road guides in our public package. It states that there are four insurgents in this world, which is what people often say here. The Four Brigades'. This Four Brigade has very different climatic conditions because of the difference in the light it receives."

Cao Youning looked at Qin Ci with some admiration, not knowing when this person had so thoroughly grasped the basic terrain of the world.

Qin Ci continued: "According to the role set for us here, we are all from Guangming Brigade, which should be the brightest place among the Four Brigades. I don't know what the light sources are. I only know that Guangming Brigade is a foreign traveler. The place you yearn for is called "the place chosen by the gods." Although the daytime of the lamp brigade is not as good as that of the Guangming brigade commander, it is ranked as the second livable adversary. The most important thing is that there is ample fire and lights It can also illuminate the brigade;

"The third fluorite brigade, there is relatively dark and colder, there is no fire source, people there rely on the unique fluorite in the brigade for lighting, which is the kind of fluorite used in our homemade projectors;

"In the end, it was the Cold Night Journey. According to the data, there was no one living there. Although it was called a Journey, no one built a house there. It was dark all year round and there was no light."

Everyone listened carefully. Before, there was only a vague concept of the Four Brigade in my mind. After listening to Qin Ci's words today, I have a better understanding of the distribution of the inverse brigade in this world.

"But I think Uncle Fatty and they seem to be particularly yearning for the Cold Night Travel, saying that there are good goods there," Luo Wei said, "He said these white fish are precious and good goods, and the supply in other brigade is in short supply. As for the Cold Night Travel, is it right? There are other secrets, he didn't say."

"Is he still coveting Xinchun?" Mu Yiran asked.

Luo Yu nodded: "He said that only a spirit dog can take people to the cold night journey, and Xinchun is a spirit dog."

Xinchun was very interested in the word "spirit dog". At this moment, she stood straight with her legs straight, her eyes widened, as if she was listening to a great event.

"He wants to cooperate?" Mu Yiran asked further.

"It's my brother-in-law," Luo Yi gave a thumbs up. "He was for this purpose, knowing that we would definitely not lend him Xinchun, so he tried every means to let us go to the cold night tour with them, saying that we can't lose money. We, Hanye Journey has something good."

Ke Xun looked at the good things on the table-those marinated white fish, and believed that no one had the appetite to eat them, so he temporarily put them away: "It's getting late, and everyone is gone, let's Still talk while eating."

Mai Peng also said, "The film is almost ready, and you can watch it in a while."

"That's it, all have to eat first." Ke Xun had already prepared the meal.

But Mai Peng said: "My throat hurts so much that I can't eat it anymore."

This sentence caught Qin Ci's attention: "Your throat hurts? Didn't you have obvious cold symptoms yesterday? Why do you have a sore throat now?"

Mai Peng couldn't explain it himself, this is indeed a very strange thing.

Qin Ci has already stepped forward and asked Mai Peng to stand by a lamp: "Open your mouth and I will look at your throat."

In order to be able to see clearly, Qin Ci turned on the phone's lighting and frowned and observed for a while: "It's strange that you have swollen tonsils and some ulcers. Ordinarily, this should not be a manifestation of a bad cold."

Mai Peng cleared his throat and drank some water to make it more comfortable: "Yes, yes, I have never caught a cold in this order."

"Order?" Qin Ci grasped this word, "This seems to be a retrograde order."

"Yes, my health is pretty good. I usually catch a cold for three or four days! According to the usual sequence, I have a sore throat on the first day, a stuffy nose on the second day, sneezing and a runny nose on the third day, and basically carry it on the fourth day. Passed."

Qin Ci looked at Mu Yiran with a serious expression: "Mai Peng is right. This is the normal sequence of colds. I think that the cold is happening to Mai Peng in reverse."

"Reverse happening?" Many people were not calm, and Lu Heng said first: "Could it be that this is a...turning back in time?"

Yes, many people think so, time in this world is retrograde.

"It's no wonder that this place is called Nitra, and the time is so chaotic. In fact, the time here is retrograde!" Cao Youning was so surprised that he didn't even care about eating.

Zhu Haowen said indifferently: "This is not logical."

"What logic?" Cao Youning asked back, "My beard is evidence. When I first came here, I suddenly became unshaven, but I woke up this morning and got shorter! Isn't this evidence of going back in time?"

"No," Zhu Haowen was expressionless, "If time really goes back, we won't be able to finish these words smoothly, move forward smoothly, eat smoothly...All our actions and everything will be reversed."

Everyone was quiet, and Shao Ling said after a while: "He made sense. The time in this world is not completely reversed, but there are signs of retrograde in some places."

Ke Xun had already pulled Mu Yiran and sat at the table: "Eat first, and the lights will be turned off right away. No one wants to eat in the dark. When we are full, we will discuss it again. We haven't done a lot of things yet, see. With the newly developed film, the four photos of Baiyu have been enlarged and studied, and they all sit down and eat!"

The speculation about time could not be fully understood for a while, and everyone simply sat down to eat.

When the meal was near the end, the light went out.

The darkness brought familiar panic, especially the few newcomers. After all, Xi Shengnan did indeed die last night, and the corpse was now put in the coffin and hung outside in the cold.

Under the cool lighting of fluorite and mobile phones, everyone cleaned up the wooden table after dinner and set up the projector.

The "viewing" effect at night is really better, the light curtain looks particularly bright on the dark wall.

Because they are already familiar with the technique, Luo Wei and Weidong are responsible for pulling the film in the projector as usual. The two people cooperated more tacitly, and there is no sign of hand shaking.

"This is Xiao Du's film. There must be some scenery of the outside world in it," Wei Dong tried to relax the atmosphere, "I don't know what the first one will be."

Du Lingyu did not speak, and stared at the light curtain with both eyes unblinking. She knew very well that this was a new roll of film. Because she had emptied the photo memory in the camera in the real world, there was nothing in it. There will be any traces of the previous.

Came into this strange world without any muddle, as if to show some kind of farewell.

Mai Peng's words caused her panic. There were only a dozen films in this roll. Where did the previous ones go? Is it true that the saying goes back in time, the previous ones were used by the previous self? Then cut it out and washed it out? The remaining dozens of photos were put back into the camera?

"Brother-in-law! Brother Haowen! Brother Qin!" Luo Ling suddenly screamed and called Du Lingyu out of her imagination. She hurriedly looked at the big light curtain on the wall...

This negative film is a bit false, but it does not affect the recognition of the characters above, because these characters are relatively close to the camera, and these are members that everyone is very familiar with.

“Because I don’t know what I’m going to take, I can’t judge the distance, let alone focus. I can only choose the commonly used aperture collocation according to the speed,” Mai Peng explained to everyone, “According to Brother Mu’s suggestion, I will try my best I kept the slow speed, there is no tripod, so I can only fix the camera on the table to try to be stable."

Ke Xun glanced at the picture, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, as if his heart had contracted into a cold hard mass, which could not be relieved for a long time.

Ke Xun heard Zhu Haowen's slightly hoarse voice: "This is how many seconds it takes."

Mai Peng explained: "We are after the slowest speed, so I used Gate B."

"What is door B?"

"That is a manual shutter. When the speed is longer than 30 seconds, you can choose B door. It is completely controlled manually. As long as the finger is pressed on it, the exposure can be maintained for a few minutes." Mai Peng said, "Strange The thing is, the speed of this camera has gone from 1/2 second, and the slower speed is difficult to use. It seems to be a bit malfunctioning, so I can only choose Bulb. The manual exposure time was about 10 seconds."

Cao Youning said to the side: “Without a remote switch and a tripod, it’s quite against the sky to be able to take a photo like this in 10 seconds. We calculated it at the beginning. The shot in 10 seconds may be the scene ten hours ago. But if it’s doubled, it's possible to take photos a few days ago."

The light curtain was trembling slightly, and Wei Dong's hand was shaking: "I'm sorry, I'm a little bit...I can't bear it anymore. I feel uncomfortable when I see this photo, and I don't know what's wrong."

Because the camera was fixed on the table, it was the scene from the front of the table to the cabinet. Four people were captured in it. Qin Ci stood by the table and could vaguely see the outline of the facial features, but it was imaginary. Even so, it can still be vaguely seen that Qin Ci’s expression at the time was very bad; the one who was farther away was Mu Yiran, alone in the local area, because he was profiled, and he couldn’t see the expression, but from here The vague silhouette can actually make people feel a certain powerful aura, as if condensing the air of the entire insurgency; the farthest one is Luo Wei, standing next to the cabinet and seems to be fighting with someone, who is half of his body Outside the lens, it is impossible to recognize who it is.

"That person is me." Wei Dong said.

"Brother Dong, how are you..."

"It's me, sixth sense."

Luo Wei: "But, why do we fight..."

"I don't know, maybe something has happened..." Wei Dong tried to get rid of his depression.

The focal point on the negative was on the face of the nearest Zhu Haowen. He was sitting at the table at the time, his face was clearest, and he was crying.

Zhu Haowen was crying expressionlessly.

Everyone present was trying to guess the story behind this photo, but they did not dare to guess at a certain level.

In the end, Fang Fei broke the silence: "Obviously, this was not a matter of a few hours or more than a dozen hours ago. It should have been a few days ago or even longer."

"But, we weren't here yet..." Du Lingyu said.

"Time is chaotic. Fortunately, we can still use the camera to take pictures." Fang Fei said, "Something must have happened at that time."

Although I can't think of specific things, the gaffe of everyone in the photo has caused everyone's anxiety.

When everyone was habitually looking for Mu Yiran to gain a sense of security, they found that this person did not know when he stood in the corner farthest from the light curtain, as if he was unwilling or afraid to continue to look at the picture.

Someone in the dark patted their hands gently, and finally everyone's eyes stayed on Ke Xun's face.

"Although I don't know what happened in the photo that caused the collapse of the sky, it was a matter of another time, and it has nothing to do with us now," Ke Xun's voice was calm and steady, "In case, in case. Time is retrograde, and if the previous events really force us to experience it again, then we have at least a choice."

"What choice?" Du Lingyu asked.

"Before that terrible thing happened, we found the signature and went out." Ke Xun said, "the past and the future are all imaginary, and they are only clues, not facts."