Paintings of Terror

Death is already the only choice that painters can make.

Even if you want to escape, you may not be able to, because those notes say that someone once wanted to escape here, but returned to where the altar appeared.

Just like every time you enter a painting, when you run to the edge of the painting, you will return to the original place again. Unless you can find the seal of the painter, you can escape from birth and leave here forever.

But this is the real world, not the painting.

Everyone’s speculations have confirmed that this is a real world. Those weird, magical, and unbelievable things are those ancient creatures buried deep in the ground. They use the abilities of their high-level species to affect the human world. Make the impact.

Therefore, this is not a painting. There is no signature or seal of the painter. There is no way for the painter to escape from the heavens. Here, there is only cruel death and reality.

The painters don’t even have more time to make a final farewell to this real world. When the sun’s light completely disappears into the swallow of darkness, everyone’s skin reveals something darker than darkness. The bone pattern, densely packed, twisted and hideous, ugly all over the body.

It took a long time for everyone to talk to each other, but silently prepared the equipment for the altar.

Ke Xun stuffed his backpack with a photo album, stuffed a box of chocolates that Mu Yiran gave him, and a platinum pendant paired with Mu Yiran on his neck, and put both of them on his fingers. Some ring.

"Wear this." Ke Xun took out two sets of clothes from his pocket and handed them to Mu Yiran.

It's a couple outfit.

"When someone finds our bodies, they will definitely point to the two of us and say: Ah, these two are lovers!" Ke Xun learned to imagine the person who found the body and pointed to the ground. "Then they will take pictures. , And post it on Weibo when we go back, there will be many people coming to give us some wax, haha."

Mu Yiran laughed, took it and changed it with him, and then the two looked at each other.

It went on for a long time without moving.

"I must be very ugly right now." Ke Xun rubbed his face, which was already covered with black asphalt.

Mu Yiran stretched out his arms and dragged him into his arms, hugging him, kissing him, listening to his choked breath in his nose.

"Yiran...Yiran..." Ke Xun clutched his clothes, burying his face firmly on his shoulder, "I'm not afraid of death, Yiran, but I'm afraid I will never see you again."

Mu Yiran put his hand on the back of his head, gently rubbed it, tilted his head, his mouth was close to his ear, and the voice was gently sent into his ear hole: "Don't be afraid, even if we end up without The conscious body of the flesh will definitely be together. Remember, this is the method that Cheng uses to find his son. No matter where his son is, he will not encounter any obstacles. He will definitely find him, just Just like you can find me, and I can find you. Because the consciousness is..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yi suddenly stopped, Ke Xun raised his head and looked at him. Seeing him condensing his eyebrows, there was no sound, but he looked at his profile quietly.

"The consciousness is," when Mu Yiran raised his eyes from thinking to look back at Ke Xun, with the glimmer of snowy mountains in his eyes, "it is not affected by space and dimensions, it can exist across dimensions. , You can also travel through time and space."

"What do you mean..." Ke Xun vaguely understood what Mu Yiran was thinking in his heart.

Mu Yi nodded his head suddenly: "I think the meaning of the senior master's sentence refers to this. The body cannot reach, the mind, or the consciousness but can reach, are different time and space or dimensions.

"The ancient metaphysicians believed that the power of the mind is the most powerful force in the universe, and there is no place where the mind cannot go. It can go up and down between the past and the present with a single thought.

"The term'sincerity is spirit' refers to the powerful power of the mind, and if the mind is strong enough, it can change the cause and effect of the event. This'causal change of the event' may refer to the characteristic that the mind is not limited by time and space. "

"So," Ke Xun's eyes lit up, "Since it has been determined that the event of entering the painting will happen once every 100 years, that is to say, the method of sealing with consciousness has also been determined to be useful, right? In other words, Consciousness can really exist separately from the body, right? Is there such a possibility—when our body dies, we can control our consciousness, span time, and return to the real...thousands of years ago The world of mountains and seas?"

"I think there are two possibilities," Mu Yiran said, "One possibility is as you said, we can control our consciousness to travel through time. But the other possibility is not ruled out, that is, all nothingness after death. Although consciousness can still exist, it is no longer the form of expression when it exists in our flesh.

"Our thoughts and memories are likely to be left in the body and die together. Although the consciousness is still'alive', it is no longer the original us.

"It's like a compact disc. Although the data-erased compact disc is still a disc, it has become a blank disc without any data."

Ke Xun was shocked: "You made me feel like a corpse of consciousness. Although I can move, I have no thoughts."

"It's a very appropriate description." Mu Yiran was still in the mood to laugh, and reached out and stroked Ke Xun's head. "Then if the consciousness still retains our thoughts and memories, you want to travel back to the world of mountains and seas. what?"

"I'm just thinking about it, isn't the Da Wu Gaoyang particularly awesome, can he see the human consciousness?" Ke Xun blinked, "when the time comes, ask him to help us find a body for us to attach. Then we told him, let him try to make Jiuding stronger, and it is best to fix it firmly, so that the disappearance of Jiuding will not happen in the future, and we will not have to go through this generation of painters. That’s it, Jiuding Club has always played the role of suppressing demons and ghosts. Let’s cut off this painting incident from the root. What do you think?"

"Although I don't think you can succeed with this idea," Mu Yiran smiled, "but you can also try it."

Ke Xun couldn't help but laughed: "Am I so innocent and cute? You got the treasure, right? Let's just say that. I'll tell everyone later, let’s make an appointment. There is also a complete consciousness, let’s try to travel through time."

"According to you, I'm afraid there will be a lot of borrowing corpses in this world." Zhu Haowen's voice came from the mouth of the tent, raising the tent and reaching half of his body, "If everyone can control after death Your own consciousness, then just go back to your own body, or just find a new body to possess it?"

"The original body is dead, and the functions of the body are terminated. There is no way to manipulate the body again," Ke Xun said. "There are other consciousness bodies in the living body, and of course there is no way to accommodate another one. Consciousness. But I think Dawu Gaoyang must have a solution to this problem."

"Maybe he will treat you as a demon and kill him directly." Zhu Haowen poured cold water on him without mercy.

"Brother Wen'er, we are dying, can't you let me hold a little naive hope for the afterlife?" Ke Xun shook hands.

"All right, Ke Tianzhen." Zhu Haowen stood at the entrance of the account with his arms around his chest and looked at him, "Then tell me, if the Gao Yang family is powerful enough to control the human consciousness, why not let his consciousness find a personal body? Attach it, and then choose to resurrect physically for thousands of years to achieve immortality?"

"Oh, my stomach hurts." Ke Xun said.

Zhu Haowen ignored his pretending to be foolish and continued: "We have also said before that consciousness is another dimension of matter. When it is combined with the physical body, the two exist together in our dimension, but once When it leaves the physical body, it immediately goes to another dimension.

"Although it can exist across dimensions, I think that a high-dimensional matter cannot be combined with a low-dimensional matter.

"My personal opinion is that consciousness is a kind of magical substance, which is produced in the biological flesh of the three-dimensional world, but it is a high-dimensional substance. Once it is separated from the physical body, it will become a pure high-dimensional substance. It cannot be combined with the three-dimensional object in the reverse direction.

"But the Gao Yang clan and the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty warlock may be very few people who know how to establish contact with the consciousness body, so the "Mountain and Sea Map" on Jiuding has conscious energy, so the skeleton "Mountain and Sea Map" has the inheritance force.

"But I don’t think they can do the operation of combining the conscious body and the physical body to'fuse matter of different dimensions together.' What they do is just use the huge energy field generated by the conscious body to treat demons and humans. These three-dimensional creatures perform combat or control.

"To put it simply, they have found a high-end weapon to deal with low-level creatures, but they cannot have a way to combine high-end weapons with low-level creatures to make a low-level creature."

"No... it's very simple and easy to understand." Ke Xun gave him a thumbs up, then tilted the corners of his lips, and smiled, "So in that case, we still can't completely end this matter, we Still need to... die."

"Yes." Zhu Haowen is also habitually ruthless about his own destiny. "We die and then become bullets for high-end weapons. These bullets are used up every hundred years, and then we will continue to replenish new bullets."

Ke Xun rubbed his hair, turned his hair twice, then stood still, and raised his eyes to Mu Yiran and Zhu Haowen: "Then you say, is this whole incident of entering the painting a metaphysical event or a A scientific event?"

"The end of science is philosophy, and the end of philosophy is theology." Zhu Haowen shrugged, "Phenomena that science cannot explain, people tend to think of them as metaphysical phenomena, but this is not because of the scientific knowledge that mankind currently has. It is far from enough to explain more unknown scientific phenomena."

"How did the Gaoyang family and the metaphysical senior master this knowledge?" Ke Xun asked, "their era did not have scientific instruments and did not have so much knowledge of mathematics and physics. What basis did they use to produce high-end products? What about weapons?"

Zhu Haowen looked at him: "You want to say that as long as we find the method they use, we can try to make a high-end weapon even if we don't have scientific instruments and scientific theories?"

"Yes." Ke Xun nodded.

Zhu Haowen spread his hands: "The answer to this question of yours may only be passed through the world of mountains and seas with consciousness after you die, and you can directly ask Gao Yang."

Ke Xun frowned slightly and thought about it: "But I suddenly remembered a time paradox in Doraemon..."

Mu Yiran: "Doraemon is..."

Ke Xun: "It's Doraemon."

Mu Yiran: "...isn't it Dora A Mu?"

Ke Xun: "..."

Zhu Haowen: "..."

The author has something to say:

Big Brother: ...Why are you still being humiliated in the blind spot of knowledge before you die? See if this is what people did.

Ke Xun: Your cue's user consciousness has flown to a higher dimension and is not currently in the physical area. Please cue later.