Paintings of Terror

Chapter 319: Hehe 09┃ two forces.

Ke Xun had already walked around in front of the wheelchair, crouched and looked at Yue Cen, and saw that the opponent's hands were trembling tightly, showing a panic that was extremely incompatible with his personality.

Ke Xun pulled Yue Cen's hand directly, broke his fingers, and saw a cluster of dark green things in his palm: "What, what is this?!"

"...It seems to be moss." Yue Cen also had a face full of inconceivability, and slowly rolled up his left leg trousers.

After seeing Yue Cen's exposed calf, the two of them could not help but exclaimed. They saw that Yue Cen's calf was completely bloodless, his skin was stiff, and the touch felt like a stone. What was even more strange was that a layer of mottle was formed on the surface of the leg. Moss.

Yue Cen felt her goose bumps all over her body, her legs became as frightening as rocks, and this moist and shaggy moss was nauseous, she quickly put down her trouser legs, and her head looked down. Is trying to stabilize emotions.

Ke Xun put his hands on her knees to test with some worry, and found that there was still temperature and a certain degree of softness there: "Without any delay, we have to find the fragments immediately! The world says it gave us 13 hours, but here Dangers can happen anytime, anywhere."

Thirteen hours is just an unreal maximum time number.

Ke Xun was a little anxious. He didn't know what the speed of this "petrification and mossization" was, and what kind of "inhuman transformation" he would be subjected to in a while: "In this way, Sister Cen, your legs and feet are inconvenient. Waiting for me here in the granary, I ran to find the way around."

Yue Cen regained his calmness beyond ordinary people. Although his face was still pale, his tone had stabilized: "Ke Xun, please carefully recall whether there have been similar situations in previous paintings and how did you solve them at the time? ?"

After summarizing the previous dozen paintings a while ago, Ke Xun remembered each painting still fresh at this time: "In the painting of "Pure Land", Yi Ran was almost touched by the animation of'Hai Libu' If you become a stone man, you can choose props for the painting. Basically, everyone's props determine the fate of the person in the painting, and even the way to die. — As for the solution, we got it right at the time. The problem saved my life."

"Unfortunately, no one has given us a question now. Even if there is a question, it is hidden." Yue Cen looked at the surrounding situation, and finally returned his attention to himself, "Ke Xun, do you think that this change of mine is a thing? Very... Lack of logic? Especially these moss. Obviously this is a winter scene, and the activities of mice marrying daughters often occur in the first month. The surrounding environment is dry and cold. Where does the moss come from? "

Yue Cen carefully looked at the little moss that he had just removed from his leg: "These moss are very thick, as if they grew out of the mud in the yard or the ditch and well with the accumulation of shade."

Ke Xun looked at Yue Cen, unable to believe the calmness of the woman in front of him. He quickly adjusted his emotions and took a closer look at the moss: "Sister Cen, do you think your changes are paintings? A reminder for us?"

"Hint?" Yue Cen's eyes lit up slightly.

"Yes, because it lacks logic, we might as well use it as a reminder." Ke Xun said, standing up and looking into the distance with his excellent eyesight. "In fact, those green in the distance The fields in this area are not just the embellishment of this painting. As we slowly approached the granary just now, I think the fields in front seem to be closer."

"Those green fields do not belong to the scenery in the first month. I think these moss should come from there." Yue Cen said and looked at Ke Xun: "Xiao Ke, it is really inconvenient for you to push me. Just press you. As I just said, I'll be waiting for you here. You can go around to see what's going on."

"Okay, that's all. Now the sun has come out. There should be no danger. You will wait for me near the granary." Ke Xun said, tightening the coarse sweat towel around his waist and pulling his leg to Ran away.

Yue Cen looked at Ke Xun's vigorous and agile figure, with a hint of envy in his eyes, but he soon returned to reality. Although he could not go far, he could still observe the vicinity while shaking his wheelchair.

Ke Xun ran out for a while, only to feel that the ground under his feet had become softer, and there were some budding grass showing a little bit of life. I don't know if it was because he was running hot or the weather was getting warmer. Ke Xun felt a little hot. He looked up at the sun in the sky, which was so brilliant that he could not look directly at him.

Ke Xun looked back to Shilu, and saw a cold lead-gray tone, as if the remnant winter was still there, full of silence and ruin, like a pile of gray cotton mattress left on the road.

The low granaries of several earthen enclosures were silent in the distance, and Yue Cen, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had become a black spot.

clue?

clue.

Ke Xun looked at the other direction where the vegetation was getting deeper, and the intuitive answer should be there.

Yue Cen, who stayed in the "winter", wrapped his coarse cloth jacket tightly, looked at the lonely and unwarm sun in the sky, and thought about the things he experienced "last night", according to what Ke Xun said before. Those paintings, this "Hehe" obviously broke the previous "rules", although the maximum time in the painting is still "seven days" (a seven-story tower probably represents seven days), but the day and night boundaries of each day It is not clear that every small world has its own reincarnation, which makes it impossible to find the rules.

But what is certain is that in this world of "rats marrying daughters", the night did not bring deaths, and the time here seemed to pass as fast as you imagined, from entering the world to the first time I saw it. Time, just 40 minutes passed.

Yue Cen took out his mobile phone and was about to look at the time again, when suddenly a very clear and loud "di——" sound rang, which frightened people.

This "beep—" sound does not come from the mobile phone, nor does it come from anything around it. This sound seems to come from outside the sky, just like in a game, the characters in the game accidentally hear the alarm of the player off the screen. .

Yue Cen turned on the phone screen, and the time number displayed on it was 01:00:09.

If there is no wrong judgement, the sound of "Beep—" just now came from 9 seconds ago, which seems to remind myself that one hour has passed.

Just when Yue Cen was making this suspicion, Ke Xun had already ran back, looking relatively relaxed, his face was not flushed and he was not breathing, "Sister Cen, did you hear that sound just now? That was the hour on the hour? Sniffing?!"

Pulling his nose, Yue Cen couldn't help being amused by Ke Xun's statement: "Yes, that should be a reminder to us that one hour has passed."

"That means that friends in other groups should also be able to hear this voice."

"I think it should be."

I should have heard it too.

I don't know what he is going through now.

Ke Xun's thoughts for a moment were quickly pulled back by Yue Cen: "Xiao Ke, did you have any new discoveries just now?"

Ke Xun recovered his mind, walked to the back of Yue Cen’s wheelchair, pushed the wheelchair and walked south. This is the direction he had just walked in: "It’s another season over there. I walked into the spring and walked forward. , I think it should be midsummer."

"It seems that these moss should come from over there," Yue Cen looked at the distance filled with greenery, "If the moss is really a reminder, then we should be right to go there."

The two of them looked at the back, which is the north side of this world, where there seemed to be an absolute edge, and farther away there was a misty white mist.

"You can push me to walk faster, I'm fine." Yue Cen reminded Ke Xun, "Moreover, there is an important thing I want to say. Regarding my legs, they are already in the rehabilitation stage. You can walk for more than half an hour with the equipment, but the doctor recommends not to walk for too long, let alone running."

Ke Xun was a little surprised when he heard this. He thought that Yue Cen's leg was an incurable disability: "Sister Cen, is your leg caused by injury?"

"Yes, about half a year ago, I had an accident. Fortunately, I was rescued in time and I was able to recover my life. The rest of the body has slowly recovered, but the leg was the most injured, so I have been raising it until now. The doctor said that even if he recovers in the end, there will be sequelae."

Ke Xun can imagine that "sequelae" should be long and short legs or something like: "It is not easy to be able to save your life. The accident six months ago, are you talking about the early summer of this year?"

"To be exact, it was the first summer of last year. Today is the New Year's Day." Yue Cen corrected.

Ke Xun ignored these and continued to ask: "Where did the incident happen?"

"In City Z, I was about to drive to an art gallery to visit. It suddenly rained heavily on the way. My car passed a fork in the road and was hit by a truck..." Yue Cen mentioned the art gallery and suddenly felt this This thing does not seem to be that simple.

Ke Xun's voice behind him was a little excited: "The name of the art gallery, isn't it..."

"Starry Sky Museum." The two said almost in unison.

Ke Xun felt that the palm of his hand holding the wheelchair arm was sweaty: "Sister Cen, you were the one selected for the painting at the beginning."

What Yue Cen left to Ke Xun was the back of his head whose hair was messed up by the wind. She wrapped her hair with a coarse cloth to resist the cold wind, as if she was trying to destroy herself in a silent resistance: "If it really is In this way, the painting recommended me to be in the painting, and another force, in order to prevent the painting from pushing, took the life of the painter away from the painting.

In this way, another force can even play a role outside the painting, and it has such a direct effect.

This is unique in Ke Xun's cognition since he started painting.

Picture tweet, and another force, who is the righteous?

The painting push attracts everyone into the painting, and they do not hesitate to die in various ways.

Another force prevents people from entering the painting, but does not hesitate to directly block the fresh life from the painting.

In order to achieve their goals, the two forces never take human life seriously.

But as an ant that has been manipulated by two forces, what power can it have to resist? The only thing I can do at the moment is to try my best to make a living.

I shudder when I think about it, but Ke Xun and Yue Cen felt the warmth of a spring breeze at this moment.

"Sister Cen, we have entered the spring." Ke Xun looked at the grass that was gradually greening and the trees that were gradually growing.

The birds whispered in the forest, as if whispering secrets about the season.

A building in front attracted the attention of the two.

"It's strange. You can't see this house from a distance." Ke Xun looked at this tall temple-like building with some doubts.

"Maybe, this place does not want to be easily found." Yue Cen said.

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