Paintings of Terror

Gu Qingqing looked down, and saw Ke Xun poked several thick and long branches from the tree and threw it down.

Ke Xun jumped down from the tree and broke off the twigs on these branches, and then one after another, with the two ends tied tightly with torn clothes, and joined them into branches tens of meters long, and finally tied his mobile phone to The top end.

"I climbed as high as possible, and then you handed me the branch." Ke Xun said, climbing up the tree again.

Gu Qingqing understood his intentions and hurriedly asked, "Can the phone take pictures clearly? It's green everywhere. It's hard to tell if it's mixed together?"

"My phone has 40 million pixels, which is equivalent to five times zoom. The resolution should be no problem." Ke Xun said, crawling to the highest place possible, and Gu Qingqing handed him the long branch. Ke Xun turned on the camera mode, held the tree branch, and made the end with the mobile phone protrude out of the tree canopy as high as possible, and then slowly and steadily turned 360 degrees.

Withdrawing his hand, Ke Xun sent the end with the phone tied to the tree and let Gu Qingqing untie it: "Click on the one you took just now and see if you can see the kapok tree."

Gu Qingqing clicked on, carefully paused to check, and then shook his head: "No."

Ke Xun got down from the tree and pointed in the direction where the two of them were going: "Then we can go directly to the farthest place on the screen without looking carefully at this section of the road, and then take another photo there. This is more economical. time."

Gu Qingqing looked at him in surprise, and felt that his idea was really flexible and very good.

The two of them just ran and stopped, climbing trees quickly to take pictures, and down trees to check, which really saved a lot of time.

However, time waits for no one.

The sky is getting dark and gloomy over the top of the head. The silent trees in front of them gradually turn into black silhouettes in the dim light. There is no wind, and the branches and leaves do not move, only in the dark dense forest. Occasionally, there are melancholy calls of birds and animals.

"It's the agreed time..." Gu Qingqing reminded Ke Xun in a low voice that everyone had agreed that they had to return to the place where Qin Ci and Wu You were before it was completely dark, and then went back to the residential area together.

The sweat on Ke Xun's face was like water that opened the gate, and it kept falling.

Gu Qingqing can't count how many trees he has climbed. He has reached the limit of physical ability long ago, but he is still searching desperately.

Gu Qingqing was a little scared, afraid that he would not go back, afraid that the persistence under his eyes would not waver from beginning to end.

Ke Xun wiped his face, and the method of shooting far away with his mobile phone was no longer available. The sky was dark and it was difficult to distinguish the shape of the leaves on the screen. He also saw the worry in Gu Qingqing's eyes, not only worrying about herself. , Worried about Qin Ci, and worried about him.

Ke Xun closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

If welcoming the death of his companion is also a kind of courage, he now... must muster this courage.

"Go, let's go back." Ke Xun's voice contained a subtle nasal sound.

Gu Qingqing was about to turn around when he came, but was pulled by Ke Xun: "Let's not go back the same way. Let's walk a long distance to the side. Just now we saw the farthest point on the left from the mobile phone. From there, go back."

In this way, you can search another area when you go back.

"Can you still persist? We may have to run when we go back." Ke Xun asked Gu Qingqing.

Gu Qingqing moved her calf, which had been so tired that she had twitched twice, and bit her tooth: "Yes."

"Okay, follow me, watch your steps." Ke Xun started to run to the left, and Gu Qingqing gritted his teeth and followed.

The two of them were running in the darker and darker forest while searching around. Gu Qingqing felt a little bit to cry, because the slipping sweat had blurred her glasses and eyes. She kept wiping it and it didn’t work. The clothes on her body were early. It is soaked, and the lenses wiped with it are all squandered water stains.

She was very short-sighted, and even Ke Xun, who was running in front of her, couldn't see clearly when she took off her glasses, let alone tell which one was the kapok tree.

Gu Qingqing choked while running, hating why she was short-sighted and why it was useless at the critical moment.

She was sobbing so hard that she suddenly felt a hand stretched out and grabbed her. This hand was as sweaty as her, but it was generous and strong, holding her tightly and leading her to continue running.

"Don't cry," Ke Xun's voice came from the dim place of her tears. "We have done our best."

Gu Qingqing cried out and tried to speed up her pace, but physical strength didn’t mean trying hard to get unlimited battery life. She stumbled, her legs became weaker and weaker, and she became less and less responsive. Finally When straddling a small **** with higher ground, his legs knelt on the ground.

Ke Xun turned around and came to help her, but her legs were shaking to the point that she could not stand up. Ke Xun turned around to carry her back to her back, but she knew that his stamina had already been overdrawn, and his legs were actually too when he was running. Shaking.

"Leave me alone..." Gu Qingqing tremblingly picked up the fallen glasses and put them on the bridge of her nose again, "You leave me alone... Go back, I don't want to drag you down, I will do it... I will try my best , It's nothing if you die..."

"Hush--" Ke Xun suddenly pointed not far away, "Look at those trees, are they kapok?"

Gu Qingqing looked in the direction he was pointing, and in the dimness, there was a very thick and very tall tree standing tall, and in the four directions not far from it, there was a tall tree of the same height. It is surrounded by irregular quadrilaterals.

"I--I can't see--" Gu Qingqing wiped his glasses desperately, but the lenses became more and more expensive.

"Don't worry." Ke Xun patted her on the shoulder, took a picture of the five trees with his phone, and then brought it in front of her.

Gu Qingqing held the glasses in one hand and the phone in the other, with a face almost sticking to the screen of the phone. Ke Xun zoomed in on the photo and showed her the picture. Gu Qingqing tried to distinguish for a few seconds, and raised her eyes excitedly: "Yes! It's a kapok tree!"

Ke Xun wiped his face, shaken off the sweat from his hand, and turned to look at the five trees.

Unbeknownst to these five trees, they have been hundreds of years old, with their canopies covering the sky, and they towering high towards the darkened sky.

They are indeed inconspicuous, and there are many equally tall and sturdy trees surrounding them.

But they are indeed very conspicuous, because from the direction where Ke Xun is standing, regardless of perspective and depth of field, these five trees are like a big hand reaching out to the sky after breaking through the soil. Ye Changfeng has smashed through the rain for thousands of years and bent the branches, just like five twisted fingers, struggling, desperate, unwilling, praying to the sky, to be able to be in this already riddled Kong but still lives on the earth that he loves deeply.

This is the hand, the hand eager to survive on the screen.

Ke Xun asked Gu Qingqing to touch the tree in the middle, and Gu Qingqing walked there suspiciously while turning to look at him.

"You leave the painting first, I have to go back and bring everyone here."

Ke Xun said that he was about to leave, but he heard Gu Qingqing said in confusion: "I touched the trunk, but it doesn't work... How do I leave the painting? What is the normal response?"

Ke Xun frowned: "Is there no Abel's name on the trunk?"

"No." Gu Qingqing shook his head anxiously.

"Where are the other four trees?" Ke Xun dared not step forward to touch, fearing that he would leave the painting accidentally.

Gu Qingqing quickly circled the four trees, shaking his head again with a bad face.

This discovery, which hadn't been discovered, was like a blow to the head.

If these five trees weren't... then all hopes for today would be gone.

Ke Xun pressed his lips tightly to think hard about any possibility, and Gu Qingqing kept checking the trunks of these trees.

In what form will Abel's signature be reflected? Ke Xun stared at these trees, at the top? On the leaves? Carved on the bark? Buried at the root of the tree?

--Do not. Abel is an environmentalist. It is impossible to engrave his signature on the bark or bury it under the roots. He will not do anything to hurt the tree—"Pick off the fallen leaves under the tree and see!" Ke Xun said to Gu. Qingqingdao.

——If Abel is a foreigner, I don’t know if he has ever heard of the Chinese poem “turning into spring mud and protecting flowers”, or he has the same idea as this poem.

He is an environmentalist, and he wants to protect these last guardians on earth, so his signature is likely to be--

"Found it!" Gu Qingqing called with a trembling voice.

Under those thick fallen leaves, the name Abel appears in the form of a slightly raised mud ridge surrounded by the five trees of life. The mud ridge is hardened because of the age, like a defender of life. The grave of the soldiers of the source.

"Put your hand on the signature!" Ke Xun told Gu Qingqing.

Gu Qingqing put her hand up in Yiyan, a white light lit up, and her figure instantly disappeared in place.

Ke Xun turned his head and sprinted, rushing towards the spot agreed with his companions.

It was dark, the night birds no longer screamed, the forest beasts no longer screamed, and in the forest without a trace of wind, countless detailed and dense voices sounded from far and near.

Something rubbed the land, through the dense forest, rushing towards this side.

"Yan--Yan--" Ke Xun yelled wildly, "Come here—to the east—I found the autograph—follow my voice—"

He ran wildly while yelling, his extremely fatigued body seemed to no longer belong to him, all his movements had become subconscious mechanized behaviors, sweat slipped from his forehead like a waterfall, and his vision was blurry. He couldn't see the trees close to him clearly. He turned on his mobile phone and put the music inside to the loudest. He hoped that his companions could hear it as soon as possible, and come before those things arrived.

Ke Xun staggered, his legs fell soft and tripped over, and his body that was about to fall apart wished to just collapse to the ground and never get up again. He gritted his teeth and exhausted all his strength before reluctantly stood up, swaying and moving forward.

too tired. He has never been so tired in his life. Even the previous devil training under the hands of the devil coach has never been so tired.

He couldn't hold on anymore, he staggered forward several times, and plunged forward.

After this fall, you may never stand up again. Ke Xun's mind was completely blank, and even the word sorry to Mu Yiran couldn't even go around in his mind.

He fell forward, but failed to plant in the muddy ground covered with worms and rotten leaves in his mind.

He plunged into a familiar embrace, with a familiar smell and familiar power in his embrace. He was hugged and lifted up, then put on a strong back.

"Go east and keep up." He heard him tell his companions as calmly and calmly as before.

Then he ran fast with his back behind him, behind him was a series of footsteps, and the creeping sounds that were getting closer and closer.

Everyone was tired. Everyone had no energy to speak anymore. All Ke Xun's ears could hear were heavy breathing and heavy footsteps.

Everyone is trying their best to fight with their lives hanging by the line. Everyone’s mind is full of longing for life. Everyone is like the hand struggling to break through the ground, desperately stretching towards the last hope. .

Until he heard Shao Ling's hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Old Qin--he began to vomit blood--"

The author has something to say:

Shao Ling: Old Qin-he started to vomit blood-

Reader: Hahaha, it's no use vomiting intestines, who are you scaring?

Shao Ling: ......Someone spoiled? !

Yuyue: Nothing with me.

Qin Ci: ...looking at you with blood.