Paintings of Terror

When people are invisible to the eyes, other sense organs become extremely sensitive. Ke Xun gradually smelled an unusual smell in the dark, some faint rust, and some candle-like smells, which seemed to be mixed in. There was an inexplicable fishy smell, not a fresh smell.

Ke Xun remained silent, his eyes drooping slightly, but his actions were a gesture of protecting himself.

In a short while, there seemed to be more and more people around, and some people gradually gained momentum.

People seem to be excited about something. Men and women are talking and laughing happily. In addition to the conversations of adults, there are also children’s laughter or crying, and they can even hear them eating. The sound is extremely loud. Even louder than the voice.

Ke Xun was unchanging in response to ever-changing, standing in place like a mountain, his eyes drooping slightly, his expressions were still.

After a while, it seemed that there was a distinctive voice coming. It was not loud, but the "Gululu" sounded familiar. Ke Xun was suspicious and suddenly felt that someone had touched him.

Then, a voice murmured: "Ke Xun."

It's Yue Cen.

He suddenly found him, but the cold sweat that Ke Xun was about to burst out happily flowed out, and his back soon wetted: "Sister Cen?"

Ke Xun felt that his cuff was being grabbed by Yue Cen, and heard the other person say: "I am in the same situation as you. I can only guess the surrounding situation with other senses."

It turned out that it wasn't just that he was blind, Yue Cen's eyes couldn't see anything either.

Ke Xun knelt down and quickly touched Yue Cen's wheelchair: "How did you find me?"

"People often lose a certain sense of balance in the dark. Fortunately, I am sitting in a wheelchair. The sense of balance will not affect me too much," Yue Cen's voice was low but very clear, "Because I used to' "Blind" after two months, so I am extremely sensitive to some smells and sounds. I found it after your smell. Fortunately, the two of us are not far away, only a dozen meters away."

The "people" around were talking and laughing and eating very loudly, so the dialogue between the two people did not arouse the suspicion of the "people".

"There is weirdness here." Ke Xun leaned on Yue Cen's wheelchair and whispered, "Whether it is the smell or the voice of these people."

"Obviously, this is the place of these people, or their world. They can easily see things and are very familiar with the environment." Yue Cen analyzed.

"From the conversation they had just now, it seems that this is a big gathering, and there seems to be some important event to be held here." Ke Xun rubbed his eyes, hoping to see a little light.

"I have two guesses. First, these people don't seem to see or hear us; second, these should not be humans." Yue Cen whispered.

Ke Xun had almost guessed the second point. He didn't say that he was afraid of frightening Yue Cen, but he did not expect that the other party had already analyzed it: "Yes, their voices are very weird, and the ending is too sharp. Moreover, I can only say what they say. Understand 40-50%, not so much a dialect, as a language of another species."

Yue Cen said: "I may have accidentally rolled into something in my wheelchair just now. I heard a child's scream, as if crying and talking to an adult. I didn't understand it. It seemed to say that my tail is very pain……"

"tail?"

"Yes, I should have heard it right, it's the tail." Yue Cen still had lingering fears when he thought of the scene just now. The child was crying, and the adults around him only coaxed him with delicious food, and did not rush to hold him accountable. "So I guess, they probably can't see us. And, they must be alien."

The tail is not human.

The surroundings suddenly burst into joy, in addition to the cheers, there were also extremely sharp screams, which seemed to be a little overwhelming.

With the sound of music, the light in front suddenly turned on, and there was actually a brightly lit stage.

In the antique stage, there are no actors at this time, only the sound of folk instruments.

Although the ancient stage in the dark night was unspeakably weird, Ke Xun found that he could finally see something, which calmed his heart a lot.

A gust of wind blew over, and the sound of "crashing" all around.

"We can only see this stage at the moment, and the surroundings are still dark." Yue Cen felt that Ke Xun beside him seemed to have simply sat on the ground. He could only be judged by hearing, Yue Cen could not see him at all.

Ke Xun indeed sat down cross-legged, always squatting, and his legs were numb: "This reminds me of a painting I have experienced before. The name is "Shadow." The window frame pattern exists, something like the stage in front of me."

""Shadow"? This is a niche work, right?" Yue Cen said.

Ke Xun felt a little admired for Yue Cen, who was the first to paint. In such a weird scene, she could calmly discuss other paintings with herself, which is really rare.

Soon, Yue Cen said: "I once saw an exhibition of Fauvism, also called "Shadow". The author is Rong Rang. From the analysis of his works, he should be an extremely contradictory person.

Ke Xun was very surprised: "Yes, what I want to say is this work. How can it be so coincidental that you have seen it too?!"

"That was the first two years. I was very impressed by that painting." Yue Cen said there was a little silence here, and then said after a while, "Ke Xun, this coincidence is really...I feel more and more , This matter is not simple, I seem to have been the candidate chosen by the painting push."

"I'm just about to say this: the painting selected you, but due to various objective reasons, you failed to enter the painting smoothly."

Yue Cen chuckled softly in the darkness: "This time it is also considered as fulfilled."

Ke Xun was infected by her ease and couldn't help but smile.

A rain of gongs and drums rang, and suddenly there was a singing on the stage, and it was not clear whether it belonged to Peking Opera, Qin Opera, or Silk Xian'er. This singing was like a hodgepodge, carefully tasted, and a little ridiculous. , The ending sound is very high and sharp, not like a human voice.

Soon a man appeared on the stage, a writhing matchmaker, with a flower on her head and a mole on her face, moving her body mechanically.

This matchmaker is completely flat, like a piece of paper.

It turned out that this was a shadow play.

The audience in the audience applauded one after another, and there were bursts of harsh "crashing" sounds, which made Ke Xun more and more confirmed what he had just thought.

Yue Cen did not say anything, but based on the opponent's IQ, Ke Xun thought she should have guessed it.

There was no dialogue between the two people, and they couldn't make eye contact in the dark, but a common voice came out in their hearts: concentrate on watching the show and watch the changes.

The stage is already lively. In addition to the matchmaker, there is also a team to send off the relatives, carrying the sedan chair, blowing and beating, which is very lively.

Ke Xun squinted his eyes and saw the shadow puppets on the stage clearly with his excellent eyesight. As the drum beats up, the shadow puppets danced with exaggeration, and soon the appearance of these figures changed. .

As if the crazy dance made them show their true shape, the faces of these people became more and more pointed, gradually thinning into a dove-shaped mouse mouth, and a long and slender tail appeared behind them. .

Mice, this is a group of shadow puppet mice in costumes!

The procession of the mice sending off their relatives makes people unconsciously reminiscent of a very famous folk tale—the mice marry their daughters.

The joy on the stage also drove the audience in the audience. Everyone sang and danced together, and the sound of "brush la la" one after another.

Ke Xun felt Yue Cen's hand follow his sleeve to the position of his wrist, patted it lightly, and left.

It seemed that the other party was judging whether Ke Xun was still in the flesh, whether it had been assimilated by others, and became a shadow puppet.

Indeed, the harsh "brush la la" sound around makes people feel very restless, and even creates an imaginary, as if I have been integrated into it, turned into a shadow puppet carved out of donkey skin, the skin is half. In a transparent state, it smells of tung oil carefully, and the colorful colors are rendered on it.

"Have you seen several versions of "The Mouse Marrying Daughter"?" Yue Cen asked in a low voice.

"I've seen one, a cartoon version." Ke Xun replied in a low voice.

"I've seen several versions of folk tales, some of which were performed in puppet theater and shadow puppet theater."

Ke Xun was too late to ask why Yue Cen had seen so many plays. At this time, he just said: "What is said in the shadow play?"

"I have seen two versions of shadow puppets. One version of the groom is a mouse, and the other version is a cat."

It's just an ordinary "Rice Marrying Daughter", but on this occasion, the groom who heard the mouse is a cat, it is actually creepy.

The sedan chair on the stage was still swayed by the bearers, the gongs and drummers played festive music for sending off the bride, and the matchmaker writhed exaggeratedly beside the sedan chair...

The enthusiasm of the audience remained unabated, cheering and applauding, accompanied by bursts of terrifying "crashing" sounds.

Ke Xun didn't know what he should do right now, but the play on the stage was obviously the key. If he knew what was about to be performed, he might be able to avoid danger in advance.

"You talk about the cartoon version first. The bridegroom of the mouse bride is..." Yue Cen asked first.

Ke Xun found out that the big guys who have a lot of knowledge don't seem to watch cartoons much... Ke Xun said simply and concisely: "It's also a cat. The mouse father chooses the groom for his daughter. The mouse hole is very dark, so they choose the sun as the groom. The sun is afraid of dark clouds, dark clouds are afraid of wind, wind is afraid of walls, walls are afraid of mice, and mice are afraid of cats. In the end, the mice married their daughter to the cat. The cat ate both the bride and the wedding party... But I think the shadow puppet story should be more relevant Well, after all, what is on stage is a shadow puppet show."

Yue Cen was silent for a while, just when Ke Xun was about to reach out to determine whether the other party was still on the scene, he heard Yue Cen whisper: "It seems that we have overlooked a problem just now. Maybe we were biased by the shadow play. In fact, "The Mouse" The most classic way of expressing the story of "Marrying a Daughter" should be New Year pictures."

"New Year's picture?" Isn't the picture that everyone is currently in is exactly a New Year's picture.

"Yes, including the different versions I just mentioned, such as the Wuqiang New Year paintings in Hebei, where the bridegroom is a human-shaped mouse, dressed in red and green, using a green toad as a horse, walking in the top of the marriage line front……"

Before Yue Cen's words fell, there was a sudden uproar in the audience.