Paintings of Terror

Because the "day" time of the Light Brigade is too short, everyone can only act in groups.

"I promised to help Lu Heng support the coffin, and some of our old friends in the photography circle will send him off soon," Mai Peng said while rubbing his aching head, "I believe Lu Heng can understand it. The important thing is to find a signature."

Du Lingyu looked at Ke Xun, and Ke Xun said, "I will also go there in a while. Dongzi and Turnip are left to set up the projector. Many photos have not been seen last night."

Weidong and Luo Ling nodded, and Xinchun nodded.

"While the lamplighters have not come, I think we should re-check our packages now," said Shao Ling. "There are a lot of things in the package that have been ignored by us, maybe there are important information hidden."

This sentence makes a lot of sense. The ebony box in Lu Heng’s package is now a mystery, but everyone insists that Lu Heng, who is on the same timeline as everyone, will never understand the secret of the ebony box—his death. It is completely passive.

At this moment, everyone took out their own packages, and no longer avoided suspicion, they all spread out on the table.

After taking out his package, Mai Peng looked at Mu Yiran, and quickly went to the public cabinet to pick up the developing tank: "I will now wash out the picture I took on the stairs when we first arrived. A photo may be important."

"Plus the film from Xi Shengnan's camera that I cut yesterday," Mu Yiran stood by to help: "I have a basic understanding of the process of washing the film. You will go to support the coffin in a moment, and I will do the rest."

If any layman said something like this, Mai Peng would categorically refuse, but at this time, Mu was stunned, but people involuntarily trusted: "I have prepared all the developer and fixer. You can press Time is added in, nothing else is very complicated."

Mu Yi nodded: "Don't worry."

Mai Peng and Mu were ready to wash the film, and the others checked the packages on the table.

Compared to other people, Fang Fei's things are the simplest. There is only a white witch's mask in the package, nothing else.

Others also took out the more special things in their packages, such as Shao Ling's Xun, such as Weidong's hand-painted "Guangming Lu Weishi Painting Collection", such as Du Lingyu's Linghua Mirror, such as Ke Xun and Mu Yi But the same wooden duck, such as...

Du Lingyu flipped through the other things in her parcel: "I still have a few incense books here. I saw them the day I first came, but I never had the opportunity to read them. The daytime here is too short."

"Xiangpu?" Qin Ci was studying the two medicine boxes in his package at this time, "Is it related to our goods? Or..."

"I am more interested in perfume," Du Lingyu flipped through the several incense books in his hand to find out if there were any missing pages in them. "In the real world, perfume is made, but in this world it will probably evolve into perfume incense and the like. That's it."

“I’m really surprised that you all have books here, but sister Xi’s package does not contain the novels she wrote. It stands to reason that the flawed jade is very closely related to our world.” There is a small package from Luo Ge. Many jerky, there is also a special note written in it: Xinchun heat supply.

Luo Ling fed Xinchun a piece of dried meat, and Xinchun jumped up high happily, his tail turned like a small top.

Cao Youning seemed to think of something: "I have the impression of what you said. Sister Xi often carries a book in her bag, although I don't know what it is."

Du Lingyu also seemed to think of something. At this moment, he opened Xi Shengnan's package and took out the contents one by one: "Yes, sister Xi will always carry that book with you! I remember before going to the art gallery. She was still reading the book in the hotel one night! She must have been in her schoolbag, how could it be gone!"

Du Lingyu’s words caught everyone’s attention, and Shao Ling asked: "You are talking about the novel about Xiayu? Can you tell me a little bit about the main content, and what is special about the book? For example, the content structure. For example, the theme, even the publishing house, the editor in charge, the preface, the binding design, no matter which aspect, you can say it when you think of it!"

Du Lingyu tried to calm herself down. First, he said: "I'm sorry, but I was too nervous these days. I completely forgot about this book."

"It's nothing, Xi Shengnan himself has not mentioned this matter." Shao Ling looked at Du Lingyu with encouraging eyes.

Du Lingyu: "The name of the book is "Xia Yu". It is about the growth of a girl. The age is a bit vague. The narrative language is completely archaic, but the content is somewhat biased towards modern times. The text avoids describing modern things. Cars, telephones and the like, but the heroine has to go out to work, and she changed her destiny with her own efforts, got love and happiness, and finally stayed with the hero forever."

"Forever?" Shao Ling didn't think this was a good word for fairy tales like Cinderella and Snow White.

"The heroine found the gate of eternal life," Du Lingyu said, "this is a bit outrageous to say, and it does not match the style of the whole essay. Because of the ending of'the gate of eternal life', this novel was criticized by readers on the literary website. Up."

Everyone listened and thought the content of the novel was a bit outrageous.

"I don't quite understand, why does she always carry her own books with her?" Wei Dong couldn't help asking.

Wei Dong: I'm so embarrassed to say the word narcissism directly...

Du Lingyu said: "Brother Shao mentioned the publishing house just now. Actually, the book has not been officially published. It is not so much a book, but rather a self-made book bound into a book and printed by Sister Xi. Yes, I also included some of my own photography works, only that one has not been distributed to anyone.

"In fact, Sister Xi has been revising that book, and she often writes out some new ideas with pens of various colors on the book. It is not so much a book, but an alternative handbook."

Cao Youning also said: "I said that book is so strange..."

Shao Ling asked Du Lingyu: "Have you read that book?"

"I read the electronic version on a literary website. As for the physical book, I just flipped through it and didn't have the opportunity to read it." Du Lingyu carefully recalled, "Therefore, there is no such thing as what Shao said. Publishing houses and binding, but when it comes to the appearance of the book... I remember there was a beautiful page at the end with three words on it: Dedication."

"Is that book dedicated to you?" Luo Ge asked ignorantly.

"No, it's not my word for rain, it's the language of that language, and I think it should be someone's name." Du Lingyu felt that he had told a lot of her secrets after Xi Shengnan died, which made people feel a little uncomfortable. , But in order to find the signature, I had to say, "I once asked her who the language was, but she just smiled faintly every time and didn't answer me."

Mai Peng suddenly stopped washing the film and raised his head: "Did you just speak the Chinese language? The language next to the word?"

Du Lingyu nodded: "That's the word."

Mai Peng: "The painter Bi Di's original name was Bi Xiaoyu. I think this is not just a coincidence."

Hearing these words, everyone fell silent, as if they had insight into some of the secrets of this world.

"Didn't Sister Xi know Bi Di before? How could they know each other because of their age difference?" Cao Youning was puzzled.

"I don't think I should know each other. When Bi Di died, Sister Xi was only a few years old," Du Lingyu as a girl carefully figured out the thoughts of Xi Shengnan, "I think it is more of a kind of worship, originally Sister Xi was special. Appreciating Bi Di’s photographic works, this time we went to the art gallery to visit, which she proposed, and listed this visit as one of the must-visit places for our trip."

Hearing this, Cao Youning's expression was a little complicated: "Yes, she also said that it will definitely make us feel worthwhile..."

Mu Yiran simply washed his hands and walked over. At this time, the film was slowly changing invisible to the naked eye in the developing tank. All he had to do was to agitate the liquid inside and open the developing tank at an appropriate time.

"If the'language' in the book is indeed Bi Di, then all of this is not difficult to explain," Mu Yiran felt that all the puzzles were slowly solved one by one, "All the paintings we have experienced, take it with us. Of all the items I went, there was never one dedicated to the painting or the painter. In my opinion, the book dedicated to the painter is an act of sacrifice in itself. The book will be integrated into this painting in a special form for use by the artist."

After listening to these words, everyone slowly digested them, and their expressions were a little sad.

"However, Xia Yu died as soon as we entered the painting!" Luo Yu was very puzzled, "Didn't she find some door to eternal life in the book? Why did she die before experiencing the world in the painting? And... it was killed by the person who created her."

This in itself makes people feel very ironic and absurd.

"Maybe it's not the end on another timeline. The flawless jade inside may be the last one to die," Mu Yiran's eyes flashed. "If this is the case, flawless jade might have been with us. There have been intersections, it’s not difficult to explain why her things appeared in our room, in Xi Shengnan’s package, and Xi Shengnan also generously wore those jewelry-if Xi Shengnan really had other purposes for Xiayu It is absolutely impossible to show these jewelry to the outside world."

"Brother-in-law, it's too messy, my head is about to explode..." Luo Ge held Xinchun innocently, "Aren't there all 13 people in the game? Why did it become 15 in this round."

Xinchun nodded and consciously counted herself in the team.

"I have a problem with this book!" Du Lingyu said suddenly, and showed everyone a piece of incense book in his hand. "The second half of this book is not incense book, but... I don't understand it. The thing: the eggs are contained in the soil, and there is time in it. The light of the sky produces water in the beginning, and the white fish grows in the water. It breathes out into qi, and turns me around..."

After hearing this, everyone came together to read the book, only to realize that the two books had been stitched together. At first glance, they thought it was an incense book, and there was another booklet with a different content.

Du Lingyu found the place where the two books were stitched together and saw two words in the lower right corner of the cover of the second book: Wu Ze.

Wei Dong: "I think this should be Fang Fei's thing."

Fang Fei took the book and read it, and felt that it should be a witch's book.

Du Lingyu was very puzzled: "How could this book be with me, and it was hidden in this form."

The door was knocked suddenly, and the voice of the lighter came from outside: "The crystal coffin is ready, and the deceased can be put into the coffin."

Everyone quickly put the packages away, and Ke Xun went to open the door.

There was a familiar crystal coffin parked outside the door, exactly the same as the one in which Xi Shengnan was in full bloom yesterday.

Mai Peng and a few others put Lu Heng's body in the coffin, and then walked on the coffin, staggering slightly, as if top-heavy.

Du Lingyu who was following could not help but said, "Are you okay? Don't force it."

Mai Peng: "I promised Lu Heng last night. I think that in this world, all dying people will be aware of their own death."

"Maybe, I was the only one who awakened after others died. It's too difficult. This world is too difficult," Du Lingyu frowned. "I hope that book will be useful. Fang Fei's identity is more common. People are different, I hope she can read that book."