Paintings of Terror

"As for how to find the source, I think it may need to go back from nearly a hundred years ago. I don't think this incident started nearly a hundred years ago. From the predecessor of these art museums we inquired about It can be seen that there are basically some privately-run study and painting shops. These people are thousands of miles apart and are unlikely to be related to each other, and there is no possibility of setting up such a large bureau together.

"So I think that group of people are also passively involved in painting. The people who built the study painting shops were probably also affected by the power in the dark, and then they built the shops in that position. With that power and its'designated' location, there was a later study painting shop.

"Therefore, we have reason to doubt whether this force already existed earlier? Is there a third group of people who have entered the painting in different forms before?

"Only by going back to the source, will it be possible to find a way to crack it."

Ke Xun listened carefully to Mu Yiran's words and said, "But the more you go up, the more difficult it will be to find out. Which era has to be traced back to the age? What's more, there are only 13 people in each painting, such a small number of collectives. Death, it is difficult to attract more attention and record it in the book. We probably didn't find it if we wanted to."

"This is indeed the most difficult problem to solve," Mu Yiran said. "For the time being, let it go. What we need to do right now is to check the surveillance videos of all art museums, and the other is to wait for news from Wu You. Maybe we can find some clues from the bone pattern."

Ke Xun nodded, and Mu Yiran relayed the thoughts just now to the group of painting theory, and asked Zhu Haowen to get the monitoring of other art museums.

In the days that followed, all the members of the art theory group began to be busy day and night. Everyone was submerged in the huge surveillance video data, struggling to find something that could bring everyone a glimmer of hope, those similar ones. face.

After two or three days in this way, Wu You finally heard a slightly exciting news that a younger "Taoist friend" of the grandma's grandma would show the bones.

So all the members of Jinhua Theory went to City C to gather again, and waited for the master who could show people the bones at the grandma's house.

Grandma did not expect that there would be so many people born with that kind of weird and ominous bones. She was really frightened, and kept muttering words in her mouth, seeming to be praying, and she seemed to be...for these poor people in advance. .

The skeletal master was about forty years old, and his face was really indifferent and thorough. However, when he saw these ten people standing in a row in front of him, he was shocked and even backed away. It took three or four steps to barely stand firm.

"This—" The Master Bone Phase didn't know what to say for a while, his eyes traversing around the crowd with uncertainty.

Mu Yiran took the lead to speak, calmly, and slowly and clearly sent his voice into the ears of the master of bone: "You don't have to speak, after listening to what I said, you can decide whether to speak.

"We can't tell you anything related to the bones of your body.

"We are not sure if you will be implicated once you help us analyze the bones.

"If you think that you can't analyze the bones for us, please leave as soon as possible without saying a word, let alone mentioning this to anyone.

"If you can analyze the bones based on your knowledge, but cannot tell us, please nod your head.

"If you can analyze the bones, but you can't say it, and you don't think you will be backlashed or affected, please try your best to suggest us.

"Finally, if possible, I hope to paint our bones as much as possible."

The master bone figure looked at Mu Yiran for a long time with a complicated expression, and finally took the paper and pen prepared in advance without saying a word, contrasting the bone figures of everyone one by one, thinking and drawing.

This was a long and tormenting process. Everyone just stood still, and no one spoke.

Until the sky became dark outside, Master Bone Picture finally completed ten pictures of Bone Picture, everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that the master suddenly rubbed the ten pictures and threw them into the bronze basin that Grandma used to burn paper to worship God. , In a flash.

The master did not leave a word, and hurriedly left the grandma's home, leaving everyone in the room staring at each other.

This does not include Ke Xun and Mu Yiran.

But as soon as Ke Xun lifted his long legs onto the table, he took a mobile phone from the chandelier opposite the ceiling.

"What's the situation?" Weidong expressed surprise on behalf of everyone.

"Yiran considered all the circumstances beforehand," Ke Xun said to everyone while wiping off the footprints on the table with a rag. "Guys, remember, our mobile phones are almost like bugs in all the paintings. Since the last time we know that the painting incident occurred nearly a hundred years ago, and it is very likely that the origin of the incident will be even further forward, Yiran and I speculate that even if the force behind the scenes can control certain functions of the mobile phone, It is also impossible to fully grasp this technology product many years beyond its era, so maybe with this thing, we can escape its'monitoring' to a certain extent."

Everyone suddenly realized, but Shao Ling was more cautious, and said, "Can you ensure this? Don’t forget, the power of painting can control part of our behavior even in the real world. For example, as long as we tell outsiders the incident of painting If you listen, you will be backlashed, which shows that it can still monitor us."

"I think this kind of monitoring is limited," Mu Yiran said. "Although I don't know the working principle, if the power behind the painting is committed to letting us die in the most dangerous state, we will not tolerate us. The exploration and discussion in the V letter group all the time, and all the investigations we have recently launched.

"If it really wanted or could stop us, we should have been backlashed long ago.

"It can be inferred from this that what'painting' can do is to monitor our external communication behavior in a certain way. For example, it is similar to that a literary website will block some taboo words. When the word appears, it will be displayed as'□□'. I think the principle that we are restricted by painting is basically the same.

"And this time, we neither directly revealed the taboo content to Master Bone Fragment, nor did Master Bone Fragment give us direct feedback based on our hints. We transferred it through the mobile phone in the middle, and I think it shouldn't hurt him. Or ourselves.

"There are many capable people in this world. How can the power behind the painting guarantee that someone we pass by on the road will not be a capable person like a master of bones? If the capable person sees our bones and goes home to paint, And if I was killed by the power behind the painting, then I think the ability to paint should be far stronger than what I have shown now, so I won't be so laborious to screen the painters.

"Furthermore, considering the particularity of mobile phones, I tend to do this not within the scope of'violating operations' and will not be punished by painting. Of course, if you think it will endanger yourself, you can also put it forward. We will think of other ways. ."

When the words fell, everyone shook their heads. Shao Ling looked down and thought for a while, and finally nodded and agreed: "Let's do this, after all... We need to risk our lives whether we are inside or outside the painting."

Grandma was invited to another room when the master of bones came to the room. At this moment, there are only all the painters left in the room, so there is no need to shy away. Everyone gathered around Ke Xun and stared at the phone in his hand. .

Ke Xun called up the video that he had just taken, and saw that the picture was still clear, and the master of bones also deliberately set back his body when drawing, leaving a whole face of drawing paper.

It can be said that this master of bones is worthy of a long-time knowledgeable old river and lake. He is extraordinarily careful and keen. He has already observed the surrounding environment after entering the house. Obviously, the mobile phone above his head has not been ignored by him.

Everyone stared at the screen displayed on the mobile phone without blinking. As the pictures showing the bones of the people appeared in full, the expressions on everyone's faces became more and more surprised and confused.

But I saw strange patterns drawn with black ink pens on the snow-white paper. The lines looked simple, but they were vivid-but they were mountains, rivers, waters, fires, clouds and thunder, dragons, phoenixes and beasts, strange objects and strange shapes. Horrible ghosts and spirits.

But the most surprising thing is that three out of ten have completely different bone patterns from others.

It is a texture similar to a rope, densely twisted and twisted tightly around the bones of these three people. It seems that these three people are sinners of eternal sins whose sins are extremely unforgivable. They are used with this weird and terrifying rope. It is so tightly bound that the soul is wailing and wailing.

These three people are Shao Ling, Ke Xun, and Mu Yiran.

"Wh, what's going on..." Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun and Mu Yiran in anguish, "Why are your three bones different from ours? Is this texture really the texture of a rope? What does it mean?"

Before Mu Yiran or Ke Xun could answer him, Shao Ling was already thinking about it: "Let's not talk about the texture of these three ropes. I think the textures are a bit familiar to me. They seem to be..."

Shao Ling condensed his eyebrows and thought hard. Everyone did not dare to disturb him. They didn't say anything. The needles could be heard quietly in the room. Suddenly a few coughs from his grandma came from the next room, which interrupted Shao Ling's thoughts for a while, and Shao Ling subconsciously pointed towards him. Looking in the direction of the next door, his eyes were blocked by the house wall, but there was an old brass mirror hanging on the wall, which seemed to be a prop used by grandma to give people a "practice" for fortune telling.

Shao Ling's brows flashed and said: "It is the texture on ancient bronze artifacts! Especially these patterns of water, fire, cloud and thunder, dragon, phoenix, and beasts are the most commonly used."

"But it stands to reason," Fang Fei, who rarely speaks, suddenly said, "Doesn't this kind of texture generally imply good luck? Why does it appear in such a dangerous situation."

"Moreover, these textures are not all such auspicious patterns. There are fierce beasts and some strange-looking creatures." As an artist, Wei Dong is more sensitive to the details of patterns than others. "Look at this. Fish-like creatures with bird wings and these three-headed birds laugh so strangely... it feels not auspicious at all."

"The three-headed bird, is it the crow in the sun?" Luo Wei said.

"That's a three-legged bird," Wu You said, "Tongzi, take a closer look. This three-headed bird has several tails, and I can't tell it."

Wei Dong took the phone from Ke Xun's hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "It seems to be six tails."

Wu You's eyes lit up: "Really?! Are you sure it's six tails?"

"I'm sure," Wei Dong nodded firmly, "Look at my sharp eyes."

"..." Wu You raised his eyes and looked at the crowd, "I know a bird with three heads and six tails, it seems to be called ‘鵸鵌’!"

Mu Yiran and Shao Ling nodded at the same time: "The strange animal in "Shan Hai Jing"."

"If you say that," Wu You pointed to the fish with bird fins on the phone, "then this fish should be a'clayfish', and it is also a strange animal in the "Shan Hai Jing". The book says it makes a sound like The mandarin ducks scream the same, wherever they appear, there will be floods."

"...So Huatui'er is using the black-and-white printed version of the "Shan Hai Jing" to tattoo our bones?" Wei Dong said with an expression of "I'm afraid I might have encountered a sand sculpture".

"This result is indeed... why is it such a sand sculpture," Ke Xun also scratched his head, "then dare you to ask what kind of strange animal or foreign object in the "Shan Hai Jing" the hemp rope is?"

Wu You tans his hands.

"No, this style of painting is not like the style of the now-published illustrated version of Shan Hai Jing," Shao Ling said as he took the phone from Wei Dong and looked at it carefully, "I look more like... Common patterns on bronzes in the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and operated it for a while, and then showed the screen of the mobile phone to everyone: "Look, the decorative patterns on the bronzes of the Shang Dynasty are in this style. The upper left is the animal face pattern, and the upper right is the Kui pattern and the dragon pattern. , And below, are the patterns of cattle, sheep, elephants, tigers, horses, birds, snakes, cicadas, silkworms, and toads, and below are phoenix patterns, cloud and thunder patterns, and swirl patterns, etc., carefully compare the textures shown on the bones. Is the style very similar?"

"Yes," Wei Dong agreed first. "It's definitely the same style."

"So what do you mean?" Qin Ci looked at Shao Ling.