Paintings of Terror

After Weidong put together the three sets of BCD pictures, put them together with the picture of the rock wall on side A, and put them on the screen again with a projector.

Xu is that these symbols are too clean and clear by Weidong. The symbols without noise and miscellaneous patterns are reflected on the snow-white curtain. The black and white are too dazzling, so that the dense black symbols appear rigid and gloomy. , Like thousands of zombies, their movements are frozen at a certain moment, as if the end has suddenly come to their world, and before they even have time to react, they keep this posture and are buried. In the deep underground.

The indescribable and indescribable emotions that I saw the rock paintings on side A just now filled the tent quietly through the images on the screen once again.

Everyone was silent, confused, and inexplicably stunned.

There are deep sorrow, misery, depression, despair, and fear in this emotion, as if all the negative emotions that human beings can have are all mixed together, thick and heavy into the heart.

Wu You and Gu Qingqing suddenly began to cry. Li Xiaochun caught their hair messed up and rushed out of the tent, hissing in his mouth, "I don't want to live anymore!"

Seeing the opportunity, Mu Yiran was so fast that he could not get up and chase him. He swept out with a long leg and tripped Li Xiaochun directly on the ground. Ke Xun reacted even faster, and immediately shouted: "Don't look!" The mouse in Weidong's hand directly closed the image.

Everyone came back to their senses like a dream. They were in cold sweat, staring at each other and panting. The depression and despair on everyone's face still remained.

"...Too...too evil, this picture..." Wei Dong was in shock and covered his heart, wiped the cold sweat that was instantly dense on his forehead, "I almost followed in the footsteps of Xiaochun just now, and wanted to run out to get it. The gun broke myself!"

"These four images are put together... there is a power that can confuse people," Shao Ling's breathing was a little heavy, and the meticulously combed hair was also messy, "During the period of time I just stared at them. , I have almost gone through the worst things I have experienced in my life and the worst things I am afraid of experiencing in my head."

"Yes, these things rushed into the mind at the same moment, making people's spirits unbearable." Yue Cen's face was also a bit lonely, "This will make people feel that life is hopeless, it is better to die It."

"I was so uncomfortable just now..." Wu You wiped his tears, but still couldn't stop crying, "So many sad things really come to mind in his mind, and I feel like I can't breathe..."

"Fortunately, Xiao Ke called this voice," Qin Ci pinched his eyebrows. "These pictures are too influential to people's minds. We shouldn't continue to watch them in a short time. Let's take your time. I'll get you some ideas. A calming medicine."

Li Xiaochun was lying on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. When Qin Ci walked past him, thinking that he was still immersed in the extremely depressive and painful emotions and not relieved, he bent down and said with concern: "Do you want me to give you a shot?"

"No...no," Li Xiaochun's voice was full of pain, "Brother Qin, help me look at my knee...I think that brother Mu just swept my knee out of the flesh... …"

Qin Ci: "..."

Mu Yiran: "..."

Everyone opened the tent curtains to let the desolate and expansive world scene diminish the depressing and suffocation just now. Three or four people simply got out of the tent and stood outside to breathe in the cold wind.

"That won't work," Shao Ling said, "We have to observe these symbols to find clues, but the current situation is that once we look inside, we will be deceived by the power of these images, resulting in suicide. Strong thoughts."

"But when we were looking at the rock paintings on side A just now, although there were some discomforts, it was not so serious," Zhu Haowen said. "Maybe the four paintings put together, the power of bewitching will double, I don't think we are still Look at it one by one."

Hua Jiqiu looked at the people in the account and said, "Let’s stop here today. Everyone’s mood is still a bit unstable. Let’s not take this risk. Everyone has worked hard these days. Now that all the symbols are It’s all sorted out, so there’s no need to rush for a while, take a good rest tonight and keep your energy up, and tomorrow day we will concentrate on solving all the mysteries of the rock paintings."

Everyone agrees with this proposal. The hard work of these days and nights has made everyone tired. Qin Ci believes that this is also one of the main reasons why the power of bewitching can easily invade the spirit.

Everyone cleaned up and then dispersed, each went back to the tent to rest.

Ke Xun was awakened by the roaring wind outside the tent in the middle of the night, got up lightly and opened a gap to look out.

The huge and majestic tornado pillar stretched into the night sky, and seemed to be several times larger than the wind pillar seen in the previous nights, and it was almost swallowing the sky and the earth.

Ke Xun looked into the distance, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

The number of these tornado pillars is also higher than in previous nights! Before, there were only four, five, seven or eight, but now, it is densely packed-from the front to the sky, everywhere!

This is just like the countless **** and fleshy strands that stick between the skin and the flesh after the human skin is peeled alive. However, the situation is reversed. These **** and fleshy tornadoes are like I want to firmly suck, stick, and reattach the sky like skin and the ground like meat, so that they become one again.

Ke Xun was numb all over by the inexplicable imagination in his mind. He rubbed his arms and was about to pull the tent to lie down again, but saw that the tent where the girls were in was suddenly pulled away from the inside. Wu You walked out from inside shivering.

She looked like she wanted to go easily, so she went a little further away with a flashlight.

Ke Xun didn't worry about her, he got out of the tent quickly, followed up with her a few steps, and called her in a low voice: "Wu You, I'll accompany you."

Wu You turned a little embarrassed and happily to look at him, but the moment he saw his face, his complexion changed suddenly and she screamed out of control, "Ah--"

Ke Xun was taken aback, and quickly turned to look back, thinking that she had seen something behind him, but saw everyone's tent and the tornado column in the distance behind him, and did not see anything terrible.

"Don't be afraid, it's me," Ke Xun stopped, fearing to make Wu You more nervous, and made a downward gesture with both hands. "What's wrong?"

It doesn't count if Wu You raised his hand to block his eyes, but also turned his head vigorously, and said with a trembling voice: "You...your face..."

Ke Xun subconsciously touched his face, his skin was still very smooth, and his facial features were still very straight. By the way, he touched the top of his head, and there were no strange things such as horns growing. He couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with my face? It’s more handsome than yesterday, so you dare not look directly at it?"

"..." Wu You put down his hand, feeling that Ke Xun is really talented to relax people, took a few deep breaths, calmed his emotions, and then spoke again, "Handsome, your face is... ."

"Huh?!" This time, Ke Xun was surprised, and asked while taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, opening the mirror function to illuminate his face, "...nothing, just a little white face."

"..." Wu You plucked up the courage to turn his head back and glanced at him again quickly, then shivered, then quickly turned to the beginning, "Yes! It's on the face! It's all black bone patterns!"

Ke Xun looked at the phone carefully again, but still didn't find any patterns on his face, so he put down his hands, thought for a while, and said, "By the way, didn't you open the heavenly eyes? You can see us. The pattern on the bones."

"It's not like that," Wu You shook his head. "The method taught me by my grandmother is to follow the formula and concentrate on my mind. This process takes a while, but now I only need to look at you as I usually do. To the bones of your face!"

"Congratulations on your great increase in skill, you can go to a teacher." Ke Xun rushed to her.

Wu You knew that he was deliberately joking to relax her. For a while, he felt that he was afraid to look at him and avoid him. In fact, it would make him very uncomfortable. He quickly turned around, looked up at him, and tried to let him. He smiled, and was about to talk, but saw other companions coming out of the tent behind—presumably he heard her scream just now.

Wu You was numb all over, and almost immediately turned around to avoid - her companions, all of her companions, those bone patterns appeared on everyone's face!

She didn't think it was because of her own skill that suddenly had explosive gains, it must be a qualitative change in everyone's bones!

Thinking like this, she took the phone out of her pocket and took a picture of herself.

Sure enough, the same is true for himself, the dense bone pattern just looming on his face.

But why is this? Why can only she see it, but not everyone?

"After all, your eyes are different from ordinary people." Shao Ling said after everyone heard Wu You's description.

"But why wasn't it like this before? Why did it happen tonight?" Wu You was always worried.

"Perhaps, it's because we sorted out all the symbols." Zhu Haowen thought, "I remember you said that the grandma's master once instructed you not to touch or try when you encounter ghost characters. Read it, don’t even remember it, but we not only touched them, but also sorted them out and consciously wanted to interpret them. I think this behavior might have been defaulted to “reading” the ghost text. , Thus triggering the power of the text itself."

"I agree with Hao Wen'er," Ke Xun nodded, and looked at Mu Yiran and Qin Ci beside him, "Remember the painting "Funery", the text on the linen tape has the power to realize the meaning of words. , Maybe that is the'creative' derived from the ability of ghost text. So Wu You can now directly see our bones, perhaps because of this reason Hao Wener said.

"In that way, shouldn't we clean up these ghost texts?" Li Xiaochun grabbed her hair, "Since cleaning them will cause bad conditions, we probably shouldn't clean them. If we don't clean them, maybe something Nothing will happen, maybe, maybe we can continue to live unharmed for a few months, a few years, a lifetime..."

"Rookie, don't be so naive," Luo Ling said in a frustrated voice, "This matter must have a time limit. Even if you don't get in touch with these ghost texts, it is likely that when the time limit is up, we will all Just die. If there is no time limit, which can allow us to live for ten or several decades, then what is the picture of the previous paintings that limit the time?

"Turnip is right, and," Ke Xun pointed at the tornado pillars far and near. "See, these pillars are getting more and more and bigger. This is not starting today, since we enter the canyon. After that, it started. Day by day, the wind is getting stronger and stronger every day. This has nothing to do with whether we contact ghost texts or not. Even if we don’t touch ghost texts, these wind pillars will grow stronger and stronger. As time goes by, they will slowly overflow from the canyon, into big cities, and spread all over the world. What will happen then?"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, and they were all shocked. After a long while, they turned their heads back and looked at each other in silence.

"Our time is running out." Shao Ling exhaled softly.