Paintings of Terror

The paper boy dressed in colorful clothes, grabbed the window sill and slowly turned into the house, making a clicking sound of paper rubbing.

Ke Xun did not dare to move, his gaze fell into the darkness not far in front of him.

Hearing the sound of paper rubbing in his ears, he approached little by little, sandwiching a biting chill wind from the window.

The voice got closer and closer, and the chill that pierced the bones became heavier, and suddenly there was a strong smell of soot between his mouth and nose.

It is not cigarette ashes or incense candle ashes, with the smell of tar, with rancidity, and with...

Ke Xun shrank his trachea and almost coughed up, he bit his tongue fiercely, and suffocated his body. In the next moment, a pair of colorful paper pants appeared where he could see.

Ke Xun heard the sound of the paper above his head, and he heard it, getting closer and louder, and the cold and soot smell squeezed down like a substance, making his chest stuffy, and something seemed to be under his skin. The whole body was full of swelling and uncomfortable.

The room was terribly quiet, and only the noise made by this paper man seemed very strange.

Ke Xun felt that Mu Yi beside him was motionless like a stone, and suddenly felt that he and he were abandoned by the whole world. At this moment, no one can come to save him and him, no one can help them. , They are so lonely and helpless, helplessly and desperately, waiting for the terrible death to come.

The paper man's voice had approached the top of Ke Xun's head. Ke Xun didn't know what this thing wanted, but he knew that he had absolutely no resistance to it.

In one corner of the line of sight, slowly appeared the paper man’s red mouth, followed by the nose outlined by ink lines. Seeing that the two apricot-core eyes were about to meet Ke Xun’s sight, Ke Xun suddenly thought of Mu Yi. But what I said just now, I quickly held my breath.

The entire face of the paper man appeared in the field of vision, the red cheek painted in the color of bright pink, there was a blood-red red dot between the thin and curved eyebrows, and the two ink-brushed eyes were in Ke Xun. In front of him, the pitch-black pupil is no different from the random graffiti with black pen, but at this moment, looking at such a pair of paper-painted eyes, Ke Xun only feels that the bones of his whole body are frozen to the point of tearing. .

The paper man and Ke Xun looked at each other almost face to face, and the room fell into a dead silence again, as if there were no living people in this dark silence, only three paper men remained motionless.

--paper man?

That's it!

Ke Xun suddenly understood what Mu Yiran meant.

If you don't move or breathe, isn't it just like a paper man? Therefore, the paper man in front of him couldn't tell whether the two of them were alive or the same kind, and because of this, he hadn't done anything unimaginable to them.

However, the breath that Ke Xun had just held his breath was almost exhausted. Even if his vital capacity is a little bigger than the average person, he can't hold it for too long. He just hoped that the paper man quickly walked away. otherwise……

This tone was used to the end, but the paper man still stood motionless in front of his eyes, looking at his face with two lifeless black eyes.

Nothing... Ke Xun was in great pain, his brain was stunned by the lack of oxygen, and the blood vessels on his forehead were about to collapse.

Experts say that it is impossible for a person to suffocate himself to death by holding his breath.

Ke Xun said the experts were right.

No amount of willpower can do the physical function.

Just before Ke Xun's will was about to lose to the physiological function, I suddenly heard a heart-piercing scream from the direction of the main room to the north, followed by two or three calls from different populations. , The voice was so stern that it was not like the sound quality that a human could make. It made people hear endless goose bumps in the flesh and blood under the skin.

The paper man in front of Ke Xun straightened his body as soon as the scream sounded, and the ink-painted face disappeared from Ke Xun's vision. Then there was a sound of paper, and the colorful pants moved, one step. Step into the darkness.

Listening to the direction in which the sound moved, the paper man seemed to crawl out of the window, and then all the movement was covered by the miserable screams from the main room.

Ke Xun was sweaty and panting.

Still unbelievable, just now, I really faced the weird supernatural thing, and really, almost killed it.

This time he really believed it.

Perceiving Mu Yiran looking down at him, Ke Xun panted and raised his hand, and said OK.

Mu Yiran glanced at a miraculous species.

I almost died just now, and now I still want to tell others "I'm OK, don't worry".

I don't know whether it is lacking the root of the fear of death, or the heart is too big.

Ignoring him, Mu Yiran stood up.

Ke Xun also got up from the ground and carefully looked out from the window.

The outside yard is still pitch black, but the outline of the main house can be seen vaguely, and just in front of the main house door, the pair of paper-bound virgins are standing with their backs facing the main house door. It seems to be listening to the movement in the main room.

The terrifying screams in the main room have gradually lowered. Ke Xun remembered that there were three people who took the banners with the word "民" in there. One was a middle-aged uncle with a beer belly and a fat brain. Looks like a rich man with a successful career, the other is a young man in his twenties with a stupid expression of his fate, and the other is one of the three who came into painting later than him and Wei Dong. In a panic of fear.

It can be inferred from the horrible level of the cry that these three people are already ill-fated.

For a moment, Ke Xun didn't know what it was like in his heart. The three people who were still alive a few hours ago are now in the terrifying house a few steps away, taken away by some abnormal and inexplicable terrorist force. The right to survive.

It was not that Ke Xun had never seen death, but such death under the control of unnatural forces for no reason made him feel quite uncomfortable.

Can't tell if this is unwilling, anger, fear, or loss.

Mu Yiran looked at the newcomer who was entering the painting for the first time with cold eyes.

In the previous painting, a newcomer who was frightened by the death of others, collapsed to the point of incontinence and crying, almost so exhausted that he died with him.

Another newcomer directly chose to commit suicide to escape.

In addition, there are many people who are frightened, frightened, who think they can overcome everything and rush out to kill them.

The emotions of the person in front of him at this moment are no different from those of the newcomers who have just started painting before.

In the world of painting, fragility and timidity mean that there is no doubt about death.

Mu Yiran was about to move his cold gaze away, but saw that this person suddenly raised his hand and wiped his face, then calmed down as fast as he could, licking the corners of his mouth that was born with a little loose, with a little unruly gaze. , It was a bit hard.

Some people are not afraid of death, but even if they die, they will die on the corpse of an elephant as an ant.

Mu Yiran retracted his gaze, but saw Ke Xun retreat next to him, lowered his voice to discuss with him: "There will be no sound in the mourning hall for a while, do you think the two paper figures will be returned?"

Let him hold his breath again, he is afraid that he will not have the same luck as before.

Mu Yiran was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking, and then lowered his voice: "From what I saw just now, my thoughts should be right. As long as we don't breathe, the paper people will not attack us. In addition, maybe they If you don’t see us, you won’t come to us for temptation."

Ke Xun thought it made sense. At first, the paper man just walked outside unhurriedly, walked out the window and glanced in. After meeting his gaze, he started scratching the window until he heard the sound of the sacks falling. , The paper talents really run wild and smashed the window and crawled in.

Therefore, if they are not allowed to see the "shape" of a "person" in the house, will they not enter the house?

"We moved the sack in the corner of the house, and then hid behind the sack." Mu Yiran's voice rang in his ears extremely softly, "Be careful, move lightly and try not to make any movement."

"it is good."

The two felt the darkness and moved gently and quietly towards the corner of the house little by little. Fortunately, they were not far away. Then the cat fumbled and lifted the sacks, carefully shifting the position.

The number of sacks is not large enough to build a fortress that can cover two people sitting side by side. The two tried several arrangements. In the end, they could barely cover from head to toe, together with the top of the body, only by lying side by side. It can also be blocked together with sacks.

Although such a block can completely cover the sight of the paper man, it will also cover all the gaps between the two people peeping out, and it is completely impossible to monitor the paper man’s movement. In this way, once the paper man launches an attack outside the sack, There is no way for the two to resist or avoid in advance.

But if a little gap is exposed, he is afraid of becoming a breakthrough for the paper man.

The two people finally decided to die and live. If this method can't stop the paper man, the other methods are equally useless. Both left and right are dead, and they have to admit their fate.

The two lay sideways in a small fort of gunny sacks.

The space is small, and it is quite crowded even when you are sideways. Mu Yiran refused to lie face-to-face with Ke Xun, and turned to face outwards. Ke Xun had no intention of worrying too much, and he clung to Mu Yiran's back.

A barrier made of sacks divides the world into two. Although the small world of two people is crowded, it also feels a little bit safe because of the crowding.

However, after the outside world fell into a dead silence again, the two worlds merged into one, and even the only trace of security disappeared.

The two lay motionless on their sides, breathing as lightly as possible. After a while, all the sounds in the darkness began to gradually become clear, the sound of thick fog surging in the middle of the night, the sound of wind moaning and whimpering, and the paper rustling around. Moving sound.

Ke Xun didn't know how he got through this night.

He even felt that he fell asleep later in the night not because he was sleepy, but because his nerves were too tight and he lost consciousness.

When we walked out of the granary in the gloomy and gray morning light, the situation at the door of the main house was no different from the situation when we came yesterday. The paper-wrapped boy and virgin stood back to their original position and faced with beaming smiles. courtyard.