Paintings of Terror

"I'm afraid it really depends on luck..." Gu Qingqing was speaking, pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said like an endorsement, "Willows generally only grow in the temperate zone of the northern hemisphere. The frigid zone is a little less, subtropical and There are fewer tropical regions, and where we are now, we don’t know whether it’s the southern or northern hemisphere, but the vegetation in this forest is a bit like a subtropical or tropical region."

"Even if you try your luck, you have to try as much as you can." Qin Ci healer's parents' heart, to treat patients, is almost integrated into the instinct of bone and blood.

"So in this case, we will continue to divide the labor," Shao Ling said. "Dr. Qin took Xiao Kai Tian Yang and a few girls back to the residential area first. Dr. Qin can check if there are medical equipment available in the clinic.

"Girls, please help prepare some daily necessities, and dispose of the moss, long vines and bird eggs collected just now. In addition, choose a house for us to shelter at night and clean it up a bit, if possible, then Go to the edge of the forest to pick up some dry wood for fire.

"The rest of us will stay in the forest looking for willow trees. They will definitely rush back before dark. If you can't go back, you don't have to wait for us, close the doors and windows to protect yourself."

No one had any objections to this arrangement, and they immediately set out to act.

This time, the people who stayed in the forest paid special attention to the types of trees, and found that there were hundreds of trees that could be named or not. They were like a treasure house of natural resources.

In the process of searching for the willow, everyone still did not forget to collect moss, long vines and edible things. Ke Xun even took out several nests of bird eggs until Zhu Haowen stopped.

"Don't forget, our most important task is to find clues related to the signature." Zhu Haowen was always sensible and calm, almost cold. "Although Xiao Kai's safety is also very important, it is not long before the night, and the night is uncertain. How many people will be recruited, and we don’t even have a clue so far."

Shao Ling seems to have been pondering the issue of clues. At this time, seeing Zhu Haowen mentioned this, he said: "We never seem to have faced the dilemma of drinking water in the previous paintings, especially in the previous painting. Here, even the physical needs of sleeping and convenience did not appear, but this painting seems to be a little different, it seems to pay special attention to somatosensory feelings, such as heat, thirst, hunger, and even sickness. I suspect this may be possible This is where the level task of this painting lies."

"Hot, thirst, hunger, sickness, how come it sounds a bit like survival in the wild?" Luo Wei said, "My brothers who have money at home, don't have to go to work, and have long hair on their buttocks all day long, just love them when they are fine. Find some excitement to pass the time. Those people formed a club, which is dedicated to survival in the wild. They often set a time. Everyone organizes and runs around the world. They find the kind of wild no-man’s land and bring some basic equipment. Go in, sometimes even stay in it for a month or two. But I was timid and afraid to go to places that were too dangerous, so I was taken by them to two or three safe and simple places. Brother Shao just now The points mentioned are just like the difficulties often encountered in survival in the wild."

"According to that, is it possible that this painting tests us to survive in the wild?" Wei Dongdao.

"That's not unreasonable," Shao Ling said. "In this painting, we have lost all available resources. We need to get water and medicine on our own. It feels like we are in a predicament. A primitive dilemma requires a relatively primitive means to solve our most primitive needs."

"I think your thinking is wrong, Mr. Shao," Ke Xun said. "The so-called primitive dilemma we are facing now may indeed be a clue, but I think it is just an auxiliary clue. The important clue is still in the residential area. The blood-filled houses and the reasons for this weird incident.

"What makes me feel very strange is that this unsolved clue full of blood in the residential area seems to have nothing in common with the original dilemma we are now facing. It is almost like two parallel lines going on each other, without a point of intersection. Like two separate events.

"I think if we can find the intersection of these two clues, our puzzle solving process can take a big step forward."

Ke Xun's words made everyone ponder, and the work at hand did not stop, until finally very lucky to find an old willow tree in a depression.

According to Qin Ci's request, everyone thought to get some bark off, and collected a lot of willow leaves, and then quickly returned to the residential area.

A few girls have already cleaned out the middle hall of a house and used it as a temporary foothold.

These houses are basically covered with those terrible and disgusting bloodstains. It is better to stay in the house as outside. However, the temperature outside is very high at the moment, which is very easy to cause heat stroke. There are no tall plants in the residential area to cover Yin, there was fear of poisonous insects and snakes on the edge of the forest, so I had to find a slightly cleaner central hall in comparison.

The dust on the floor was wiped clean, and the sofa cover that had accumulated thick dust was also removed. Replaced with a spare sofa cover that was found in the cabinet, which was fairly clean, and the table top was also wiped clean. Moisture plant leaves wipe a clean bowl, the bowl contains water squeezed out of moss and long vines.

"We've all drunk it, and you can quickly quench your thirst with a drink." Wu You said to Ke Xunji who stepped in the door, "The taste is okay, it's a little bit planty."

The few people were not polite, and after putting down the things in their hands, they each stepped forward and took a bowl of gudonggudong and poured it down.

"Where are Qin Ge and Xiao Kai?" Ke Xun did not find these two figures in the middle hall.

"In the next living room," Wu You said, "Qin Ge was afraid that Xiao Kai would infect us, so he moved him there alone."

Ke Xun walked over, opened the door of the living room and looked inside. It was also cleaned. In the dim light, he saw Xiao Kai lying on the sofa. I don't know if he was asleep. He was breathing fast and heavy. Very uncomfortable.

Qin Ci wore a mask on his face, and was sitting next to rummaging through a box full of medicine.

"How is his situation?" Ke Xun asked, only poking his head into the door.

"Not very good," Qin Ci's voice was blocked by a mask, appearing heavy. "His body temperature is very high. Fortunately, I found some alcohol in the clinic just now, so I can give him a physical cooling first. But these medicines are probably all. It can’t be used anymore. Although the production date is not clear, judging from the oldness of the outer packaging, it should have already passed the service life."

The clinic was even worse than the inside of these houses. I don’t know how many people’s blood and some strange things that can’t be seen cover the walls, floors and roofs. It’s like a human slaughterhouse, making Ke Xun once. I remembered the scenes I had experienced in the painting "Animal World".

It is difficult for Qin Ci to find out so many things that might be useful in such an environment. Of course, it turned out to be a pity that only medical masks and alcohol could be used.

"Need my help?" Ke Xun asked.

Qin Ci said, "Help me wipe him with alcohol."

Ke Xun paused, and said, "I'm not suitable for this job. I'll introduce you to a helper." Turning his head and shouting at the man sitting in the corner of the hall, "Tian Yang, come here." "

Qin Ci looked up at him strangely, "Is there any reason?"

"They are a couple, don't you see it?" Ke Xun picked up the corner of his mouth, with a strange expression.

Qin Ci: "..." I really didn't see it. How can you tell? Can you as a group determine each other's sexual orientation only by smelling?

As if seeing through the doubts in Qin Ci's heart, Ke Xun gave him a weird smile before leaving: "Because Tian Yang is my ex-boyfriend."

Qin Ci stayed for a while.

Ke Xun left the living room and saw Luo Ling was coming out of the kitchen with a cauldron. Weidong folded the picked dry twigs and threw them into the pot, then Luo Ling took out the lighter and lit the fire.

After the fire started, put a small pot on it, boil the juice squeezed out of the moss and long vines, and then clean the willow leaves and willow bark that they found, and put them in the pot to cook.

It was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and there was not much time before dark, and the clues that everyone collected about the puzzle of this painting were still pitiful.

The crowd sat on the sofa and brainstormed.

"I haven't seen any connection between all these things and the name'restart'." Weidong gestured with his hands to the house and everything outside the window. "Some houses have computers, but there is no electricity. what."

"What's wrong with the computer?" Luo Ling didn't understand.

"The computer has a restart function," Wei Dong said. "Maybe you can get clues by turning on the computer and restarting it."

"You think it's too simple and rude." Ke Xun said, "According to you, we have to break our hands before pressing the reset button to make it work."

"That's all right. I don’t know if there are clues in my mind now. It feels like a jigsaw puzzle with only a few pieces that are not next to each other. Those pieces that are connected together." Wei Dong spread his hands.

"This situation..." Gu Qingqing raised his hand. "You can write it down with a pen, which can help us summarize and summarize the ideas in our minds more organized and clearer."

"That's right," Shao Ling nodded, "I don't think so. We each write down the clues and ideas we think of, and then put them together. Sometimes we can think of things that others can't think of independently. You can write anything you feel suspicious, even if it looks ordinary and inconspicuous, don't let go of any clues."

"Well, who has paper and pen?" Ke Xun asked.

Gu Qingqing raised her hand again, took out a notebook and a few pens from her carry-on bag, then tore off the pages of the notebook one by one and distributed them to everyone.

"I can understand that you bring a notebook, but what is going on with so many pens?" Luo Ming expressed his curiosity.

"The colors of these pens are different," Gu Qingqing explained, "I bring them every time I go to the library to make various notes, and there are also spare ones, in case the pen oil is used up midway."

Really a person who loves to learn... The school scum group thought with shame.