Paintings of Terror

"Hao Wen'er, don't scare people. The NPC mentioned is like a big boss behind the scenes, and has been watching us eagerly." Weidong speeds up the breakfast, and does not hope that some of the analysis from everyone will affect his eating. mood.

"The NPC will definitely not be the big boss," Qin Ci finished drinking the milk in the cup, "but the NPC must be able to represent the boss, at least it must be the boss's personal follower. Think back to the scenes in the previous paintings. Is it all like this."

"What you mean is that if the NPC can't show up, the big boss behind the scenes can't show up? They are totally different people from us." Shi Zhendong was speaking this time.

This sentence has been recognized by many people, but no one can give a clear answer about the substantial relationship between shadow and entity.

"The focus of our search this time is still near the labyrinth," Qin Ci looked at the remaining seven people. "Without the four people who worked, only three people came to find signatures."

"Time is tight, so it can only be so." Shi Zhendong said actively, "I am already familiar with the essentials of work. I will stay for work in the morning and try to finish all three cans."

Miao Zipei also took the initiative to say: "Dr. Qin has experience, I will leave to work. I am already familiar with the storage of those berries."

Weidong also took the initiative to take over the work in the Purple Room.

Ke Xun didn't even have a humble person here, so pitifully he looked at Mu Yiran: "Then you go, pay attention to safety."

Mu Yiran lowered his eyelids and raised his eyes: "Workers must remember not to be alone in the hall. Even if you go to the bathroom, you must have at least one companion."

Everyone nodded silently, Ke Xun's eyes looked at Mu Yiran brightly, and the bullet screen popped up in his heart: You have to be careful too, remember to pick flowers for me~ Don’t make your whole body dirty. ~

Ke Xun shuddered fiercely, how did he unconsciously become so witty and motherless just now? Mu Yiran was obviously "softened" by Ke Xun's eyes, and even forgot to make the cold expression...

Ke Xun felt strange for a while. Something was wrong just now, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Now that time is running out, everyone does not want to delay a minute. Soon they are divided into two groups. Four people go to work in the workroom and three people go to the labyrinth outside to find answers.

Ke Xun finally said to the three working people: "We must stay alert. I felt like I was almost bewitched by something just now. If someone wants to go to the toilet later, it's better to shout at the door. If someone agrees, we will be together again. go with."

Everyone didn't dare to slow down about the things that were deceived, and they all nodded and remembered clearly before returning to the house to work.

Although Ke Xun had something in his heart, it did not affect his work efficiency. After all, he was the only one left in this room, so he had to complete the task faster than others.

The strange idea just now is always a mystery. Thinking about it carefully, it is clearly an idea that came out of my heart, but it is very wrong to think about it.

Ke Xun took off the branches and leaves of those berries, and carefully recalled the situation just now. That inexplicable and coquettish remark was indeed a voice in his heart, like someone hiding in his heart, suddenly revealing a secret to himself.

If it is a person who is not determined enough, he might show some deeds on the surface-Ke Xun smiled shamefully, his eyes at that time had slightly exposed his inner deeds.

Ke Xun carefully thought about where he was just now. There were still many people in the hall, and they weren't alone in the hall. Why were they still bewitched? Could it be that his position and behavior violated any implicit conditions?

I was listening carefully to everyone's analysis, and I sat facing the wooden cabinet against the wall. There was nothing strange about that cabinet. It was entirely made of pure wood and stained glass, with no color on it.

Ke Xun's inner light flashed, as if he had captured a hint of inspiration. At this moment, he suddenly heard Shi Zhendong's voice from outside: "Is anyone going to the bathroom? Be a companion."

Ke Xun had no thoughts to accompany Shi Zhendong to the toilet. He was still looking for the inspiration just now, and then he heard Miao Zipei next door reply: "Let's go together."

It is reassuring if two people can go together.

Ke Xun restlessly continued thinking about the cabinet just now, the hand-made log cabinet placed on the wall. The door of the cabinet is bright glass, through the glass you can see the exquisite tea set inside.

The shiny glass reflects the light, and as long as the angle is right, you can see your own image on it.

shadow.

The image in glass or mirror is also a kind of shadow.

Ke Xun Maosai suddenly started, remembering that someone had been bewitched alone in the hall before, Mu Yiran had analyzed that because the shadow and the entity had an alienation, the boss could manipulate the entity through the shadow.

Was the strange sound in my heart just now caused by the shadow on the glass of the cabinet door? Why confuse yourself with such strange words?

Ke Xun really didn't dare to think about what would happen if he was also bewitched. Thinking back to Xin Beibei, who was jealous before, and Guo Lixia, who was violent and savage, could he become a pseudonym with gentle eyes?

Mu Yiran unexpectedly gave him a slightly touched look. Thinking about it now, this is clearly an illusion in his own eyes, and it is also one of the links where the shadow confuses him!

Ke Xun is very glad that he was not tempted by success...

After thinking about this, it suddenly occurred to me that two members had just gone to the bathroom. Ke Xun hurriedly opened the door to remind everyone to pay attention to the glass cabinet. After opening the door, I saw Shi Zhendong and Miao Zipei sitting at the table in the lobby and talking.

Shi Zhendong frowned and said Miao Zipei: "I go to many art museums all over the world every holiday. Some foreign art museums are very distinctive: some art museums use a strangely shaped container inside. Shengshang candies of the same weight as the painter. When the guests visit and leave, everyone can take a candy from the container. I think this design is very mind-blowing, just like the painter’s inspiration and artistic sense. Rendered to everyone."

Even Ke Xun thinks this design is very good. Why don't the art galleries that I have visited give sugar?

Miao Zipei raised his eyes to see Ke Xun, smiled and beckoned him to come over, this strange enthusiastic action made Ke Xun a little uncomfortable.

Although Miao Zipei likes to talk about art, he rarely speaks directly, and such an enthusiastic greeting is unique.

Ke Xun exchanged glances with Shi Zhendong, and then smiled at Miao Zipei: "Although I am a little bit resistant to a place like an art museum, what you just said is pretty good."

"Many successful painters have absolute devotion to art. In the early days, some painters even obtained paint from their bodies for painting, and some painters even sacrificed their relatives..."

Ke Xun could not listen: "Some people sacrifice themselves for art, that may be their choice, but if they let their relatives sacrifice for art, it would be too selfish and cruel."

Miao Zipei just smiled faintly, and continued: "Have you heard the story of the famous Japanese painting "Hell Change"? In order to better depict the burning carriage in hell, a painter put his beautiful daughter on the carriage. After catching firewood, I watched my daughter burn to death in the burning carriage, and watched the carriage fall into the cliff... But the painter created the "Hell Change" that frightened everyone and despaired."

Ke Xun was about to say something, when Shi Zhendong made a light look at himself, he nodded, saying nothing.

It is best not to be the target of the deceived, otherwise you may become the target of these people's sneak attacks and attacks, so let's keep the same.

After all, Shi Zhendong is old and has a lot of experience. At this moment, he smiled and said to Miao Zipei: "We still have a lot of berries to store. Everyone should hurry up and work."

Miao Zipei first returned to his yellow room in line with his devotion to color.

Ke Xun was not in a hurry to go back. Seeing Shi Zhendong pulled a chair away for himself, he seemed to have something to tell him, so he sat down and listened.

"You can see it too? Xiao Miao has some problems." Shi Zhendong whispered his opinion.

Ke Xun subconsciously glanced at the glass cabinet facing him in the distance, and hurriedly took his gaze back: "Why did Miao Zipei have the opportunity to be alone in the lobby where you just went to the toilet with your children..."

"He is relatively fast, and he is not used to waiting for people in the toilet. After washing his hands, he went to the hall. The time before and after we two went out of the toilet was also within a minute." Shi Zhendong's expression was a little panicked, "Could it be that the shadow is powerful Now? It seems it is better at bewitching people."

"Let's take care." Ke Xun clenched his fists and said nothing.

"Why do I think your complexion is very bad, are you okay?" Shi Zhendong has a strong observation ability.

Ke Xun shook his head: "It's nothing, I just feel that time is pressing. Three nights have passed. The painting seems impatient to give us seven days. If Miao Zipei is really bewitched, then the yellow he represents is what the boss urgently needs. colour."

"Let's try our best to protect ourselves. As for Xiao Miao... If there really is a suicide-like pollution color behavior, I am afraid we can't stop it if we want to." Shi Zhendong sighed.

The two had no time to chat, and both went back to their respective rooms to work.

Ke Xun deliberately wanted to speed up his work, his arms were so tired, he finally finished storing the three big jars of berries before noon.

In the process of working, Ke Xun never stopped thinking, and finally figured out some things after finishing the work.

Ke Xun gently pushed open the door and came to the door of the purple room. He made a soft whistle—this was a signal from himself and Weidong for many years. When they were young, they secretly made an appointment to go to the Internet cafe to play games at the window. Greeting each other.

Weidong quickly opened the door: "I'm exhausted..."

"Dongzi, listen to me carefully," Ke Xun's expression was solemn, causing Weidong to shut up immediately and listen carefully.

Ke Xun’s voice was very soft. Although he was standing at the door of the purple room, only two people could hear what he said: "You go back to the room now, quietly put the door on top, and don’t open it. I’m going out and yelling. But they will meet and you will open it when we come back to call the door."

Although Wei Dong could not understand, at least he trusted Ke Xun the most, so he closed the door and held the door with some tables and chairs from inside.

Ke Xun tried not to look at any shadows in the hall, and he rushed out of the hall door with a single stride.