Paintings of Terror

The closer to death, the faster time seems to pass, as if only a blink of an eye has passed before the sky is dark again.

The crowd was fully armed in the tent and stood ready.

The sound of the wind gradually rises, it blows more and more fiercely, whistling, spinning, from small to large, from the ground to the sky, like the wind pillars that are upright to the sky, and the sand, gravel, and withered grass are turning crazily along with it. Churn.

It didn't snow tonight, but the wind was still majestic. It rushed all the way from the Kunlun group in the distance, and enveloped the entire canyon in the sky of flying sand and rocks.

Fortunately, everyone used huge stones to reinforce the tents in advance. If so, several tents are still almost deformed by the wind. Even if they hide in the tents, they have to bring wind-proof glasses and masks. The temperature seemed to drop by more than ten degrees in an instant, making people feel the chill of skin-cutting from the heart and soul.

Ke Xun squatted at the mouth of the account and opened a gap with his fingers to look out. However, the visibility of the sandy soil and grass clippings was almost only one or two meters away, and there was chaos two meters away, and nothing was clear at all.

Ke Xun turned to discuss with Mu Yiran: "I want to go out and have a look."

Mu Yiran raised his eyebrows and looked at him, waiting for him to explain.

"I want to go to the location of the rock platform and take a look to see how it appeared out of thin air." Ke Xun said, "maybe we can get a glimpse of the behind-the-scenes trick from this process."

"This is too dangerous." After a day's rest, Hua Jiqiu was in a much better state of mind and body at this moment. He held the windshield on the outside of his glasses seriously, "This wind is really too big, and the power of the tornado is especially strong. It's terrible. The windier might even throw you into the air. Xiao Ke, I know that although everyone comes with a dying mentality, as long as there is a ray of hope of survival, we should not take risks lightly."

Ke Xun looked at the elder who was supposed to enjoy his peace and quiet for the rest of his life, and suddenly thought of his father who had no chance to enjoy the blessings.

Taking off his mask, Ke Xun grinned at Hua Jiqiu, "Listen to you, Father Hua."

Hua Jiqiu was startled.

It was a strange feeling to be called daddy when he was not confused.

Maybe I'm being too serious... Papa Hua introspected, this young man was obviously just discussing with his good friend.

Ke Xun's good friend Mu Yi suddenly retracted his gaze looking at Ke Xun, pursed his mouth, and took back the words "I'm going with you" that he was about to say.

This violent tornado that was about to destroy the sky and the earth has been raging for an unknown amount of time, until it passed the peak like last night and then slowly dropped and dissipated. After the wind was calm and the sand was calm, the high rock platform appeared in everyone’s sight. And what followed was the sight of wild corpses all over.

Everyone got out of tents and cautiously came under the rocks.

Everyone had checked this high rock platform last night, but no one thought at the time that it might be something from another world, so even if it was checked, it was somewhat superficial.

Wei Dong looked around, rubbing his arms and said in a trembling voice: "So...we are in another world now?"

Luo Ling jumped up with a jolly: "Everything, so, everything we see now, is it a scene of another world?"

The silent night sky, the silent mountains, the desolate earth, the deep cold, the dead creatures, and a ghostly and gloomy rock high platform.

"Don't worry about those," Ke Xun stopped Wei Dong Luo Ling from turning around and looking tremblingly, "Check the rock first. Brother Qin, Xiaochun, Fang Fei, turnip, you four take your guns and stand on the rock. In four directions, pay attention to the movement in the distance. The rest of the people check the rocks and don't miss an inch."

After hearing the words, everyone was busy converging their minds, and immediately dispersed, looking for one side of the rock, and carefully inspecting it from top to bottom.

Ke Xun took off his gloves, touched the cold rock wall with Mosuo, muttered to himself: "What kind of rock is this?"

"It should be granite." Yue Cen, who was not far away from him, answered him.

"Granite?" Ke Xun wondered, "I remember granite is a very hard stone, right? Why does this rock feel so brittle."

As he said, he stretched out his hand and broke off a slightly protruding part of the rock wall.

"It's probably a long time, so it's weathered." Yue Cen rarely sweated, even if the rock was weathered to become brittle, Ke Xun's hands became stronger.

"Sister Cen, you said, if I broke it like this, would you just demolish this rock platform alive?" Ke Xun said as he continued to peel and pull the crunchy skin of the rock wall.

"..." Yue Cen couldn't help sweating again, "You are also very creative in this idea, maybe you can really give it a try."

Ke Xun put on his climbing gloves again and began to slash the rocks.

"Ke'er, what are you doing?" Weidong found that Ke Xun was so tossing in his hands, he walked over and looked at him hurriedly.

"If the answer is in the rock, that's all there is to it," Ke Xun said. "Come and help."

"I have an engineer shovel in my car." Mu Yiran said beside him.

"I'll get it!" Wei Dong hurried over and came back with a few shovel. "Big brother, you are too thoughtful. You really want something in the trunk."

Everyone took the shovel and started to chop the rock wall together.

Grabbing, he suddenly heard Ke Xun's "Huh": "This rock wall seems to have scratches!"

Mu Yiran walked over and flashed a flashlight to the place Ke Xun pointed to him, and saw that there were a few scratches that were not naturally formed.

"Everyone, shovel and pay attention, don't damage the nicks below." Mu Yiran exhorted everyone.

One after another, everyone found nicks in different places on the rock wall, and as the peeling area became larger, the exposed nicks became more and more certain. These traces hidden under the rock surface are all Engraved artificially.

With this discovery, everyone moved more cautiously and quickly. It took more than two hours to remove all the rock skins within reach.

Under the light of the flashlight, the ancient and simple patterns revealed their mysterious features.

These patterns have simple lines, strange composition, like words and pictures, and the most frightening thing is that every symbol is like a creature, but every creature seems to be a dead creature.

The symbols on the rock wall seem to be showing the behavior of a group of jumping corpses.

They perform incomprehensible movements. They are in unimaginable scenes. Each movement is distorted and strangely unlike the postures that normal humans can make. Every movement is lifeless.

Everyone looked straight and felt chills from the bottom of their hearts.

Hua Jiqiu worked hard to overcome the strong psychological discomfort brought about by the picture, holding his glasses close to look at it, and said: "The style of these rock carvings is the same as what I have seen when I was invited to communicate with my unit. The Damaidi rock carving style is somewhat similar."

"Big wheat field?" Ke Xun asked.

"It's a rock painting belt," Hua Jiqiu said. "There are more than 10,000 prehistoric rock paintings left. Those paintings are about 13,000 to 4,000 years ago. The rock painting symbols in front of us, I think It looks like..."

Speaking of taking out his mobile phone, I flipped through the phone album for a while, and then handed it to everyone who was around to see: "Hey, I took some pictures on the promotional color page at the time. Look, the rock painting on this photo It is presumed to be the rock paintings of the Xia Dynasty. There are some symbols on it and the style of these symbols in front of us is very similar?"

"Indeed." Shao Ling nodded first, then looked at Mu Yiran.

Although Mu Yiran is not a painter, he is an art dealer and an excellent painter.

"Yes," Mu Yiran replied affirming the judgments of Hua Jiqiu and Shao Ling. "It is indeed the same style, and it is very likely to come from the same era."

"These pictographs seem to describe a scene of prayer." Hua Jiqiu put away his mobile phone, touched the flashlight and brought his face closer to the indentation on the rock wall to take a closer look.

"What is tired of prayer?" Ke Xun asked.

"It means praying to ghosts and gods with witchcraft." Hua Jiqiu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the nicks, wiped off the dust, and continued to check carefully. "Look, some of these symbols are like people and some are like beasts. Some are like plants, and some are like words, and these human-like symbols have very strange movements. The twisted angles of their limbs cannot be made by living people."

"So... so what does this indicate?" Li Xiaochun, who had been around for some time, shivered and asked.

Hua Jiqiu turned his face, retracted his chin, lowered his head, and looked over from the top of the spectacles: "It shows that these'people' were forcibly broken their necks, limbs, and even their torso and put them in this posture. "

Luo Ling sat on the ground with a "plop", his legs softened, and his voice trembled like dry grass in the wind: "They... why do they do this?"

Hua Jiqiu shook his head: "After all, my research direction is just a tradition. Only occasionally when I go out to communicate with my unit, I have learned a little bit about other historical aspects. Therefore, I know only that. As for why I do this, I dare not say anything."

"Dance is the oldest way of witch prayer. The original meaning of the word'witch' is that people are dancing." Shao Ling said, "The art of witch prayer is also divided into countless schools. I think, maybe in a certain In a genre of'culture', the dance of the living witch is used to pass the sky and the gods, and...the dance of the'dead witch' may be the pass to the earth and the ghost."

"Xiao Shao's words are reasonable." Hua Jiqiu nodded.

"So... what is portrayed on this rock wall is a ghostly witch prayer scene?" Wei Dong couldn't help licking his dry lips, and took two steps to the side.

Obviously it is just a piece of icy wall carvings, but it makes people **** into the bones.

"Why are these pictures carved here?" Zhu Haowen asked the key question, "Moreover, after the rock wall is weathered, why are these notches not weathered away?"

"Usually this kind of thing is carved on the rock cave or mountain wall for recording or spreading," Shao Ling said, "In addition, it will also be carved on the sacrificial vessel, which may play a blessing role. As for why these nicks have not been weathered away, I guess it may be due to some force using a certain method to set a protective layer on the outside of the nicks."

"If this is the case, then is this high rock platform just an ordinary rock or... a sacrificial vessel?" Ke Xun looked up at the top of the high rock platform, and then looked at everyone, "Is this rock-Jiuding?"

This speculation made everyone's eyes stunned, "Perhaps we should try to climb to the top of the rock platform and have a look," Shao Ling said, turning to look at the car, "Unfortunately, although the body is already very high, it is far from the rock. The top of the stage is still far away."

"I brought climbing gear." Mu Yi said suddenly.

"But who can rock climbing?" Shao Ling asked.

"I." Mu said in a daze.

Shao Ling opened his mouth and said nothing for a while, only reached out his hand to compare his thumb.

Mu Yiran was about to go to the car to fetch tools, but was stopped by Ke Xun's hand: "I’m afraid it’s too late tonight. It won’t be long before dawn. We are not sure when this rock platform will suddenly disappear. In case it suddenly disappears while you are still on top, don’t you want to just fall off? Climb again tomorrow night, you can use it one night."

Mu Yiran looked at the worry in his eyes and smiled, "Okay, it's tomorrow."

"Tomorrow I will climb up with you. I don't worry about you acting alone. If this rock platform is a sacrificial vessel, it might be very dangerous to go up." Ke Xun said again.

Mu Yiran smiled again: "Okay, together."

Ke Xun looked at him a little strangely, feeling that since he came here, his boyfriend has been obedient, pampering and gentle towards him.

"Then what can we do now?" Wu You asked.

"Take these pictures," Ke Xun said. "We can study it in the daytime tomorrow, and maybe we can find any clues."

Fortunately, the camera function of your mobile phone is still available, so I carefully and clearly took all the symbols on the walls of the rock one by one.

Not long after the filming was completed, thick fog suddenly formed in the canyon. Everyone worried that it would be dangerous to get too close to the rock platform, so they returned to the tent and looked out.

In the dense fog where the visibility is only half a meter to one meter, the shadow of the rock platform is gradually invisible, until the sky suddenly appears at dawn, the rock platform has disappeared silently with the dense fog.

The author has something to say:

Father Hua: Xiao Ke, Xiao Mu, you two are really close friends.

Ke Xun: ...Yes, our relationship has become a negative distance, probably negative... 15 centimeters.

Big brother: 15.2cm.

Ke Xun:...

Daddy Hua: It's really rare. I envy your friendship like this.

Weidong: ......Everyone, come and see, there is an honest man here!

Luo Wei: Uncle Hua may not even know that my brother-in-law has completed an invisible car before his eyes.

Shao Ling:...a little envious of that length...

Wu You: Hey, Mr. Shao, you changed into a pair of elephant nose underwear with a longer nose?

Shao Ling: ...shut up! Do something for the eyes of the sky!