Paintings of Terror

The whole night is like a car driving silently in the dark. No one knows where the end point is or what they will encounter on the road.

Ke Xun looked at the gradually clear colors in the room. If this change can have a name, let's call it "breaking dawn".

Ke Xun specifically inspected the window that was nailed with wooden boards. The gap left was so narrow that even a chopstick could not pass through it.

Where is Guo Lixia? It's strange to see no one alive or a dead body.

In the end, Ke Xun saw a ball of paper at the root of the wall below the window, just like a ball of waste paper that had been kneaded into a ball in real life.

Ke Xun really didn't remember anyone used paper in this room, so he picked up the ball of paper with some doubts, and the weight was about the same as a piece of ordinary a4 paper.

Ke Xun unfolded the paper, and found that the shape of the paper was a little strange, it didn't seem to be a traditional square shape, and it had an indescribable lubricity in the hand.

As the paper slowly unfolded, Ke Xun's heart sank bit by bit. When the whole piece of paper was laid flat on the table, Ke Xun's heart also fell into the ice of the deep valley.

"Keer! Are you okay? Come out!" Wei Dong's voice came from outside the door.

Ke Xun rolled up the paper in a complicated mood, held it in his hand, and opened the door of the room.

Everyone's complexion is not good, and without the early panic, it is more a kind of resignation.

"Something happened to Mi Wei?" Ke Xun had already guessed the result.

Miao Zipei's voice was low and deep: "Mi Wei has not suffered anything, just like the situation when Ye Ningchen left."

Shi Zhen looked into the open blue door of the house, "How about Guo and Xiao Guo?"

Ke Xun walked to the hall table with a solemn expression, and spread the paper in his hand on the table.

Wei Dong took the lead to walk over and see: "What is this? Is this a little man? This is..."

"This is Sister Guo." Ke Xun no longer looked at the small and funny little human skin.

Upon hearing this, Wei Dong shuddered. He boldly looked at the "little man" on the table. To be precise, it was a human skin that had been emptied of his heart, about 30 cm high. Spreading softly on the table, looking at the facial features, it is indeed Guo Lixia.

Although you have seen or heard of Zhang Tianwei and Xin Beibei's tragic sight in the glass tank before, none of them is more shocking than this time "Guo Lixia".

This unspeakable "corpse" is now lying on the table in front of everyone. There is no need to enter the circular building, and there is no special large glass tank, only a thin, cold corpse, as if it is a piece of The pieces of paper that may be overlooked are clearly placed in front of everyone.

"Did this thing unfold like this when you first discovered it?" Mu Yiran asked.

"No, it's like a ball of waste paper..." Ke Xun said.

Zhu Haowen also took a close look at "Guo Lixia" on the desktop: "It turns out that the black shadow probably dragged his prey to the window using the previous method, but the human body cannot pass through the window. I would like to waste such ready-made color resources, so I can only pick colors on the spot."

"Pick colors on site? How to pick them?" Miao Zipei asked.

Zhu Haowen shook his head: "Probably only Sombra himself can tell about this."

Even if you can’t get a specific method of operation, you can still imagine the situation last night. Guo Lixia’s body should have been strongly squeezed out of color. The method is probably similar to that of squeezing color in a glass jar, but the method is more brutal and cruel. As a result, the whole person was completely emptied, and even the human skin wrinkled, and finally shrank into a ball like a waste paper ball.

Just like we are drinking some kind of bagged beverage, when it is sucked strongly, the outer packaging bag will buckle together.

Ke Xun couldn't help thinking of Guo Lixia's painful voice last night.

"If this method is also effective, why did the previous dark shadows try their best to drag people away?" Shi Zhendong took a closer look at Guo Lixia's corpse again boldly, and found that although the corpse was flat as paper, it still had a faint color. The facial features and hair can still be seen clearly, and the polka dot pattern on the clothes can still be seen faintly light blue.

Qin Ci quickly discovered this: "This method cannot completely absorb the opponent's color and tortured people into this way. It is probably the limit of the shadow."

Ke Xun seemed to have thought of something, and when he was anxious, he rushed downstairs: "Hurry up to the pool and see if Sister Guo's coins are still there!"

Everyone thought of something in an instant, and when they felt tense, they listened to Mu Yiran's arrangement: "The soldiers are divided into two groups. One group goes to the pool downstairs, the other goes to the round building, and then gathers in the lobby on the first floor."

Several people quickly divided into groups. Miao Zipei was about to rush downstairs with Wei Dongmu, but he heard Mu Yiran say: "Go to the sixth floor. You probably need you to identify the color there."

Miao Zipei seemed to understand, but he nodded and followed Qin Ci and the others upstairs.

Ke Xun came to the pool. Although he was mentally prepared, when he saw the coins with circular patterns on the bottom of the pool, he still couldn't accept the facts.

Mu Yiran and Wei Dong did not speak, it is hard to imagine that Guo Lixia is still alive now.

"Give sister Guo a good time." Ke Xun's voice was almost inaudible.

Today's "Guo Lixia" is being held by Mu Yiran. Mu Yiran looked silent. He walked to the pool and completely immersed this little human skin in the water. Until a few minutes later, those dot coins in the pool The texture gradually disappeared.

The human skin floated completely on the water, floating like garbage.

Ke Xun dug a half-wall deep pit directly by the pool with his hands, buried "Guo Lixia" in it, and muttered in an inaudible voice: "I'm wronged Sister Guo, when your son comes back from abroad, let He kowtows you incense."

Wei Dong stood on the sidelines and felt very uncomfortable. I still remember when Guo Lixia was involved as an exceptionally innocent person when she first started painting two days ago. She just wanted to find a place to open the water.

But these people who entered the painting, these people who came and went back and forth, which one is not innocent?

But Mu Yiran's eyes stayed in the maze, as if thinking of something, he walked to the side of the maze, stood at the northeast corner, and looked into the distance.

"Yuan, what did you find?" Ke Xun asked back.

Mu Yiran squinted his eyes, as if he wanted to see something in the distance. He heard Ke Xun's question, and then replied, "It's nothing special. I just heard there seemed to be movement in the maze, so I walked over and listened."

Ke Xun frowned: "Who was Minotaur that you said yesterday?"

Weidong looked at his own Tiezi: It's really rare, you can remember such a long name.

"The head of Minotaur, who lives in a maze, lives in a maze. It is said that virgins will be used as sacrifices to pay tribute to him." Mu Yiran left the maze and walked towards the castle with the two. "Later archaeologists During the archeology of Crete, I really found the remains of this labyrinth. There are a large number of linear writings on the clay tablet inside. There are records of this type: seven Athens Gonglai women, one boy and one young girl. Names and so on, these records are exactly in line with the saying of the sacrifice to Minotaur."

Ke Xun looked at the members who were passing by the open-air corridor above the castle, and paused for a moment on the several floors of the circular building: "You said, the dark shadows are also like a kind of sacrifice to the extraction of people's colors?"

Weidong looked at the pool that could record life and death: "There is also the setting of the pool, which seems to be quite ritual."

"If it is really a color sacrifice, then who is it used to worship?" Mu Yiran tried to analyze, "These colors add up to black. Should the shadow use black to make itself stronger, or does it have other uses? "

"I always think that there is a shadow when there is an entity. These two things are interdependent and indispensable." Ke Xun looked down at his shadow. "The laws of this world are also like this. People who die will lose their color. At the same time, the shadow will be lost-I think the same rule applies to the shadow itself."

"The shadow itself is strong enough, how big its entity is!" Wei Dong couldn't imagine it.

"Fauves sometimes magnify something they want to express, such as the shadow that this painting wants to express." At this time, several people had returned to the hall, and Mu Yiran continued, "Although the shadow is big enough to cover everything, But its substance may not be big."

It happened that another team member had just come downstairs to the lobby. Hearing Mu Yiran's words, Zhu Haowen thought: "If the shadow has an entity, then the actions of the entity should be consistent with his shadow. According to us In the previous analysis, the big shadow can control our shadows, so as to control our physical bodies, so what was the entity of the big shadow doing at the time?"

Mu Yiran's eyes lit up suddenly, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at Miao Zipei, "What are your new discoveries?"

Miao Zipei said: "The fourth and fifth floors are still red and blue, but the door representing the color is tightly closed. The sixth floor is pure purple. Whether it is the clock on the wall or the purple liquid in the glass tank, It is the purest purple, red and blue are equal."

Qin Ci asked Mu Yiran and Ke Xun: "Is this the purple you saw yesterday?"

Ke Xun scratched his head, feeling that it was difficult for him to give clear information on color recognition.

Mu Yiran: "The purple we saw yesterday is slightly reddish."

Miao Zipei suddenly realized: "That's it! It seems that someone has added a small amount of blue to the purple liquid today, which makes the red and blue equal, so as to extract the most accurate and pure purple!"

As for how those small amounts of blue came from, everyone knew in their hearts that the poor corpse of Guo Lixia appeared in their minds.

The NPC's voice sounded again, and it was announced that today's work task is still three cans of berries storage, and then everyone is invited to have breakfast.

Now that there are only seven people left, the work tasks are extremely heavy, especially in the blue room. Only Ke Xun alone can complete the work even if he does not stop working.

"Have you ever thought about why the NPC never showed up? We have never encountered such a situation in previous paintings." Zhu Haowen was speaking.

Suddenly there was another sneer in the hall, clearly from the NPC.

"Probably it's too ugly to see anyone." Ke Xun raised his **** into the void.

"..." Zhu Haowen looked at Ke Xun, "Or maybe this person can't show his appearance, so he can only broadcast his voice to us."