Paintings of Terror

"Don't scare me!" Weidong Luo Ling and Wu You attacked Ke Xun in unison.

"I mean, everyone decides whether to stay in the house or outside the house at night." Ke Xun pointed out the window, "it will be dark soon."

A sense of tension suddenly fell in everyone’s minds. This issue is indeed very tangled. After thinking about it for a while, Shao Ling said: “Since it’s customary to stay outside is more dangerous than staying in the house, then I think we still stay In the house."

Wei Dong also nodded: "Although it is said that staying in the house may not escape the attack of that behind-the-scenes force, but thinking about the paintings of "Funery" and "Faith", staying in the house may not be able to live. Come down, but you will die if you stay outside, so even if the house is not safe, we have no choice, right?"

Everyone had no objections and unanimously decided to stay in the house at night.

Weidong and Luo Geng were still worried that zombies would appear at night, so they tightened up all the doors and windows of this house. With this effort, Qin Ci got out of the living room and was busy sweating, and his clothes were also sweated. Soaked.

When everyone asked about Xiao Kai's situation, Qin Ci shook his head: "If we can't leave this painting as soon as possible, his situation will be quite dangerous."

"You take a rest and drink some water," Ke Xun handed him a cup of plant juice, told him the clues everyone had just summarized, and then asked him, "Are there anything else you found here?"

Qin Ci took a few sips of water to moisturize his throat, and then said: "As for the cause of Xiao Kai's illness, I don't think it was caused by infrasound.

"When I wiped his body with alcohol just now, I found that his back neck was bitten by a mosquito. I have seen many cases of virus infection caused by mosquito bites, usually manifested as symptoms of malaria, and Xiao Kai The symptoms of disease are also similar to malaria.

"However, it can only be said to be similar, because the body sensation of malaria patients is characterized by chills, sharp rise in body temperature, severe headaches, and intractable vomiting. I asked Xiao Kai, the last three items are consistent, but he did not I feel chilly, which makes me more puzzled.

"The problem now is that without the corresponding medical equipment, it is impossible to check the internal condition of his body. Judging from the state of the body surface, he now has a persistent high fever, which can easily cause some complications. However, I think he can basically be ruled out The symptoms are speculation caused by infrasound."

"If this is the case, then we need to be careful," Ke Xun said. "Mosquitoes are hard to guard against. You'd better protect your exposed skin with clothes."

"That's not too hot to die. We don't have much water to drink right now," Wei Dong said. "I can't better look for mosquito coils in the house."

"Well, while the sky hasn't completely darkened, I will look for it in the next house, in case there is none here." Ke Xun said, opening the door and ran out.

Gu Qingqing stared at his back and murmured: "He is so courageous..." A person dared to run to the horrible and dark house covered with blood to search for things.

Finally, before the sky was completely dark, everyone found some things that can remove mosquitoes, such as mosquito coils and toilet water. Although I don't know how long it has expired, it is better than nothing.

The smell of toilet water has been very weak, everyone still wiped some on the bare skin, and then lit mosquito coils in every corner of the room. Several girls even collected some thinner sheets and quilts. It is used to wrap the body, at least thinner than the winter clothes you wear.

Every night in the painting is extremely difficult, not only waiting for the unknown and unpredictable horror, but also facing the death of oneself or his companions.

"Do you need to move Xiao Kai from the living room to the middle hall?" Shao Ling asked Qin Ci.

After all, if everyone gets together, it feels psychologically safer than being alone.

Qin Ci thought for a while and said, "If Xiao Kai is suffering from malaria, then we don't have to worry about direct infection. We can move him out, but it is better to keep some distance with us for safety."

So moved the sofa in the middle hall to a corner of the middle hall, and let Xiao Kai lie on it, keeping a certain distance from where everyone was sitting.

Xiao Kai's face was ugly, pale and weak, sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake. When he was awake, most of them were hoarse and weakly chanting the word "pain".

Tian Yang kept guarding by his side, frowning and looking solemn, until he heard Xiao Kai's painful and faint groan again, he couldn't help standing up and walking over to call Ke Xun.

Ke Xun followed him to another corner, stood still and looked at him: "What?"

"Can... ask them to help figure out a solution?" Tian Yang seemed a little bit difficult when he said this sentence.

"You have also seen the current environment," Ke Xun said. "If there is a way, it would have been used. The only thing everyone can do now is to use their brains to find clues. The sooner you find clues, The sooner he can leave, save his life."

"How to find clues?" Tian Yang asked, "Now that night is coming, everyone can only wait for death."

"Yes, I can only wait for death." Ke Xun looked at him blankly. "While waiting for death, all you can do is face it calmly, but this does not guarantee that you will survive."

Tian Yang looked at him and was silent for a long time. Seeing that Ke Xun was about to turn around and leave, he whispered: "Ke Er, you have changed a lot."

"After so many years, everyone will change." Ke Xun said without any waves.

"Is he... good to you?" Tian Yang tilted his head slightly, his eyes falling to Mu Yiran who was sitting there.

He did not pay attention to this side, but just sat there quietly, with his eyes down, as if concentrating on thinking without distraction. He seldom beaked about Ke Xun's actions, and Ke Xun did not seem to worry about whether he would misunderstand him. .

The relationship between the two of them... is it not so close yet, or is it...

"In what capacity are you asking me this question?" Ke Xun raised an eyebrow. "Old classmate or ex-boyfriend?"

Tian Yang was silent for a while.

"You know," Ke Xun pointed to Xiao Kai who was lying there, "If you both can paint alive this time, you'd better tell him clearly-I heard that you got married soon after graduating from college. Now, a buddy of mine and your wife are classmates. A few months ago, I heard that your daughter-in-law still had a pregnancy test in her circle of friends. Is she pregnant? So you are lonely again. Man, satisfy your true sexual orientation that is suppressed and hidden desperately? Tian Yang, haven't you done this kind of thing once or twice. When do you want to be scumbag?"

"I'm not the same as you," Tian Yang looked into Ke Xun's eyes with entanglement and pain, "I am not like you... I have a family and a circle of relatives. I am not as vulnerable as you are. Considering the tolerance and acceptance of my parents, I...I have to be responsible for my parents. I cannot let them down and pain..."

"What kind of "ghost" are you able to say such things?" Ke Xun smiled without a smile in his eyes. "If you want to be responsible, don't hurt others. You are married to a woman here, and you are married to a man over there. Engage in underground affair. You know, it’s because of you guys who cheated on marriage, which caused more criticisms of same-sex groups. It’s already very difficult for people like us to gain a foothold in society, and you are under our feet again. It's on the brazier. Tian Yang, don't make a look of how affectionate Xiao Kai is. Is it disgusting?"

Tian Yang drooped his eyelids without saying a word, fumbled for a while with one hand, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, and was about to light one, when he heard Ke Xun say: "I want to smoke and get out."

Tian Yang paused for a while, lowered his hand, looked up at him, and smiled sadly: "You still don't like the smell of smoke as before."

"I don't like the smell of scum more than the smell of smoke." Ke Xun waved his hand in front of his nose, then turned and left.

Tian Yang stood there for a while, until he heard Xiao Kai retching on the sofa, he hurriedly walked over to support his upper body and patted his back lightly.

Qin Ci also went to see him and fed him a glass of water boiled with willow skin.

Xiao Kai retched for a long time before he finally stopped. Tian Yang helped him to lie back on the sofa and fell into a state of waking up again. Tian Yang frowned and stared at Xiao Kai's ugly complexion in a daze.

Without medical equipment and drugs, Qin Ci had no choice but to take the alcohol and continue to cool Xiao Kai physically.

The others are sitting farther away and continue to seize the time to ponder clues.

"If Xiao Kai's illness was caused by mosquito bites, would this be the real rule of death?" Shao Ling said.

"In that case, there are a lot of flies in the blood-stained rooms, and maybe also mixed with mosquitoes that carry germs." Zhu Haowen said, "I think we need to prepare a few more bedspreads and quilts, in case it arrives. During the most sensitive period of the night, there are a large number of flies and mosquitoes attacking us. We may not be able to defend."

Everyone agreed with this statement, and quickly scoured all the clothes or fabrics that could resist mosquitoes from the closet, and divided them into several pieces.

Then came the most difficult "waiting before death" period. All the clues belonged to no head and tailless speculation, and only death could give them a prefix or follow-up.

This is the cruelest part of the painting, but the painters can only be at their mercy.

Burning the fire from the dead branches with a pot, illuminating this small and small hall light and dark, but the world outside the window does not have a trace of light, as if it is covered by a very thick and very black cloth, even almost even No air can come in.

Ke Xun tried to look out of the window, only to see a disturbing darkness, even the neighbor's house close at hand could not see a trace of the outline.

The time on the phone finally reached 23 o'clock in the helplessness and reluctance of everyone.

The fire in the pot was still burning, making a creaking sound. Everyone held their breath, listening and feeling the surrounding movement quietly. Everyone’s nerves were tightened to the extreme, just here so quietly. In the dilapidated and dilapidated house, a distorted muffled sound suddenly sounded. Everyone's eyes swept toward the source of the sound, but Xiao Kai sat up quickly from the sofa, struggling to get to the ground.

Tian Yang, who was sitting next to him, quickly supported him, and asked anxiously: "Xiao Kai, what's the matter? Where is it uncomfortable?"

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