Paintings of Terror

Throughout the morning, several people rummaged through boxes and cabinets in houses in the residential area, and started a carpet search.

However, after all, there were too few staff, even if Fang Fei, Gu Qingqing and Wu You joined in later, they were still slow.

At noon, Qin Ci Weidong and Luo Wei came back with the water-bearing plants and two rabbits they found. "The rabbit was caught by the radish." Weidong handed the struggling rabbit to Ke Xun, "This kid is really good. The trap hunting is quite professional. We will go into the forest again in the afternoon. There are several traps we haven't checked yet. Maybe we caught other animals. I'm afraid you are worried, we will come back first."

"There is a specialization in the art industry," Shao Ling heard, and praised Luo Ling, who was wiping sweat next to him, "Everyone has their own abilities."

Ke Xun carried the rabbit to deal with it, peeled the skin, letting blood and digging out the internal organs. Luo Wei and Weidong had already set up a fire outdoors, and Ke Xun took the meat to roast.

"The blood on the meat can't be washed away. It's probably very fishy to eat. Let's do it first." Ke Xun squatted to the fire, soaked in sweat, and simply took off his shirt and went into battle.

Others are afraid of heat and are all far away. Some are busy squeezing the water from the plants into containers, some are busy checking suspicious objects brought out of the house, and some use sheets and branches to build a temporary awning. ——In view of the tragedy that happened last night, no one wants to stay in the house for the time being, even if it is hot outside.

Tian Yang was still sitting outside the room last night. Weidong gave him a glass of plant juice. He looked at his face and felt very complicated.

He had those black blood on his body, and he didn't know what would be the bad consequences at the moment, but no one dared to take the risk to let him contact everyone. He was just like this tacitly and silently excluded...but What's the solution?

Wei Dong found this painting extremely cruel.

It's not just the way of death, but the feeling of loneliness and abandonment avoided by one's companions is not much better than the taste of death.

Before he died, he would suffer such psychological torture.

"Help you build an awning." Wei Dong tried his best to make his tone sound as if it were anything unusual, saying to Tian Yang just like other people.

Tian Yang looked up at him slowly, and slowly smiled bitterly: "I don't deserve you to pity me...you still hate me..."

"You pitted Ke'er too shallowly," Wei Dong said. "They all called Ke'er a dead homosexual, thinking that he was stalking you, a straight man, and there were more than a dozen idiots who organized themselves. Get up, stop Ke'er on the road after school, saying that he will be beaten to cut off his children and grandchildren, anyway, he is gay.

"You know, Ke Er was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up. From the beginning to the end, I didn't reveal a word that you are the same. I did hate you to death at that time, but how should I say, since the experience of painting? , I feel that all the hatred and complaints have turned into nothingness and useless things. I don’t know how long I can live my life. How can I have the time and mood to always remember the things that make me unhappy? people.

"Besides, you are also here now. Everyone is a fallen person. Except for life and death, there is no big deal. Everything before is regarded as a fart. If you let it go, it will be over. Now, you can only learn to move forward like us. Look, don't look back, Xiao Kai is dead, no matter how painful and sad you are, you don't need to fart, look forward and try to do everything possible to get out alive.

"You know, my parents are the driving force that supports me to live. I just have to think about what he can do for the rest of my life if I die, how painful it is, who will support them, who will have fun. so I……"

Having said that, Wei Dong's voice was a little choked, and he took a deep breath and said, "You are not Ke'er. You are not only Xiao Kai in your life. Where are your parents? Your wife and children. What? Because Xiao Kai’s death is half-dead here, Xiao Kai is more important than them? It’s so important, why don’t you divorce your wife and be with Xiao Kai? Okay, I won’t be with you. Anyway, that's all, you can figure it out. If you blame us for isolating you, blame it, because in the hearts of us people, there is only one purpose, which is to live and get out alive."

Tian Yang looked at him, his lips trembled for a while, and he slowly took a breath, and muttered dumbly: "The chicken soup is good...very good... this kind of place... There is no chicken soup, where is the faith to live? ..."

Speaking of holding up the cup, he pours the juice into his abdomen, wiped his mouth, raised his head and said to Wei Dong: "Thank you for helping me build an awning. I don't have much strength on my body now... I won't go there and You are together so as not to hurt you."

"Okay, wait a while." Wei Dong turned his head and walked away. After a while, he and Ke Xun carried things over, and Ke Xun was still holding a baked rabbit leg in his hand.

"Eat, don't pick the taste." Ke Xun handed him the rabbit legs, and then together with Wei Dong helped him build an awning.

"If you need help, just assign me some tasks," Tian Yang said to Ke Xun. "One more person can save more time."

"Okay," Ke Xun thought for a while, "we searched out some books from these houses in the morning. You can help check them and see if you can find some clues in the books."

There are many books found in the house, probably hundreds of them. Yesterday everyone found these books when searching for clues in the room, but time was limited. I only looked at the title of the book and didn’t have time to look for it. This time everyone moved all the books outside, planning to spend an afternoon betting to see if there are clues related to the signature in these books.

Ke Xun brought dozens of books over and put them next to Tian Yang, and gave him a glass of plant juice: "If you have any questions, please call us."

The other people gathered not too far away from him, and they all sat under the awning, each with a large stack of books in front of them, and began to seize the time to read them.

There are many kinds of these books, there are Chinese books and foreign books, some you have read and know, and some have never heard of it.

This is a very time-consuming and energy-consuming work, but no one dares to relax.

At more than three o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Ci Weidong and Luo Wei were about to enter the forest again to fetch watery plants and prey in the trap. Ke Xun threw the book aside and gave the rest of the meeting a meeting.

“It’s not long since it gets dark,” he said. “We now need to prepare how to deal with tonight. I thought about it, it’s better to stay in the house than outside. If we are outside, those people There is no barrier to blood, no matter where we go, we may be surrounded and submerged. We need to find a relatively airtight room, and then block the gap between doors and windows."

"You said, can we stand on the roof of the house?" Wu You pointed to the house next to him, "Look, these roofs are slanted, no matter how much blood there is, it is impossible to overflow."

"But you have to consider those human skins and unknown substances," Ke Xun said. "Although blood can't accumulate, those unknown substances can. If they are piled higher and higher around the house, they can also go up to the roof. "

"It makes sense," Wu You nodded, "then...then stay in the house."

The terrible situation last night has actually caused everyone to have a deep psychological shadow and resistance to the enclosed rooms in the house.

"I remember that house over there, there was a room in it that was clean." Shao Ling pointed to a house. "Given the amount of blood that penetrated into the house last night, I think we can prepare a few high tables and stack them up. Everyone stays on it."

"Think about it while doing it." Ke Xun stood up and glanced at He Tang who was lying next to Fang Fei, "How is she?"

Fang Fei shook her head slightly: "The fever is severe. I don't know if I fell asleep or passed out. The situation is a bit like Xiao Kai yesterday."

Everyone was silent for a while, Ke Xun turned his head to Tian Yang, who was not far away, and saw that he had also been lying on the ground early, with a few books under his head, his face was pale, and he was still struggling to read the remaining books. .

"It's a bit strange," Zhu Haowen said, "He Tang didn't have blood, why did this happen? If it has nothing to do with blood, then we may have to reconsider the selection criteria for death."

The crowd left He Tang in place, went to the house pointed out by Shao Ling, and moved in several high tables from other houses, almost covering the entire room.

Zhu Haowen also collected several raincoats and distributed them to everyone: "For the sake of insurance."

Everyone knows the meaning of these four words. Although it sounds cruel, it is also helpless.

When Ke Xun saw the raincoat, he had an idea. He found hammers, nails, transparent glue, etc., stuck the raincoat outside the window, nailed it tightly, and nailed another layer inside the window.

"For the rest, everyone entered the house before dark and sealed the door. How much can be blocked." Ke Xun said.

Almost ready, everyone came out of the house again, but seeing that He Tang was still asleep, Tian Yang curled up holding his head.

"Tian Yang," Ke Xun walked over, "how are you?"

But I knew in my heart that asking was a question for nothing, no matter what he was doing now, no one could help him.

"It hurts..." Tian Yang lifted his face from his arm, his face was scary white, just like Xiao Kai yesterday.

"Where does it hurt?" Ke Xun asked.

"Eyes... Behind the eyeballs... It hurts to death..." Tian Yang groaned in pain.

"Don't worry about these books anymore," Ke Xun lowered his waist. "If you agree, I might be better off if I faint you."

Tian Yang shook his head, "I know... I have run out of time... I don't want to die, Ke Er, I'm afraid of death... I'm particularly afraid... You don't know, you don't know how I feel now... …I, I wish I could live a little longer...Ke Er, don’t faint me, I only have so little time to live..."

Tian Yang was a little incoherent and choked with difficulty.

Ke Xun looked at him silently. In this situation, any words of relief were pale and weak.

"Keer...I'm sorry..." Tian Yang tremblingly said, "At that time, I shouldn't..."

"It's all over," Ke Xun said calmly. "When I was young, who didn't do a few stupid things that were beyond regret. It's ridiculous to think about it now. Don't think about it. You still have time. ...Record the words you want to keep for your family in your phone—just in case."