In hindsight, Ke Xun felt that from the moment he went out that day, there was something weird everywhere.
First, the teddy from Uncle Li's house in the community, after meeting him on a narrow road, didn't jump up and hug his leg like usual.
Then there is the middle door on the thirteenth floor of the building behind. The window sash is wide open, and two gray-white curtains are hung outside the window, which looks like two curtains from the downstairs.
When Ke Xun looked up, he felt in a trance that someone was looking at him in the window, but it was just a matter of angle, so he couldn't see it very clearly.
The man's whole body was in the shadows, only a gray face was vaguely behind the sash, motionless, with the black window frame and two gray and white curtains, it looked like a black and white portrait.
What happened next was even more bizarre.
For example, when he swept a shared bicycle on the street, the seat fell off as soon as he stepped on his leg, and he became the first man in history to be shared a bicycle day by just one centimeter.
For another example, when meeting Wei Dong at the agreed place, that guy didn't have the usual practice of being late.
For example, before the two of them started to wave, the blue sky and white clouds were clear, and the dark clouds covered the top of the storm in an instant.
"I know it's not a good thing to come out with you, the thief." Ke Xun was looking for shelter from the rain while hugging his head.
"That's not right, I figured it out last night. Today should be an auspicious day. It's a good day to go out, flirt with girls, and open a room!" Wei Dong couldn't care less about holding his head, and was busy wrapping his cell phone and cigarettes in his coat. live.
"You pinched your toes, right? You're picking your feet while eating bananas, right?!" Ke Xun was annoyed.
"What can I do, the Wei family's pedigree is inherited from the ancestors. As the great-grandson of the Wei family, I naturally want to carry forward this unique secret skill." Wei Dong said, pointing across the street, "There, the art museum."
Star Art Gallery.
This art museum is very old. The outside wall is covered with a thick layer of crawling tigers. It is almost impossible to see the windows. The door is quite new. It seems that it has just been renovated not long ago. It reads "The National Touring Exhibition of Artists of So-and-So".
How many people can really understand art? Even on weekends, the guests in the museum are lackluster.
Most of them, like Ke Xun Weidong, came in to take shelter from the rain.
A group of people gathered in the foyer, either watching the rain or playing with their mobile phones, but few people looked at the paintings.
"As soon as you come, let's go in and have a look." Wei Dong couldn't be idle.
Originally, the two of them had no idea what they were going to do when they made an appointment today. It was purely because of a V letter from Weidong last night: "Is there a wave tomorrow?"
Ke Xun: "Waves."
ran out.
As two single dogs hugging each other for warmth, the usual arrangement on weekends is to meet in the old place first, and then go wherever they go, meet girls and flirt with girls, and meet gays and flirt with gays, but seek one-hearted people and never leave bankruptcy.
Ke Xun has never had any artistic germs on his body, let alone appreciation of paintings. Even selfies are distorted and blurred. He can shoot a six-fingered piano demon with special effects like a scissor hand, and even a handsome face can be photographed as a plastic surgery failure. similar.
In this respect, Wei Dong is a hundred Picassos better than him. After all, Wei is also a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, although he ended up taking up one of the "Top Ten Occupations that Most Want to Help the Hairline" - Art, every day according to customer requirements I'm doing wonderful designs that kill art, but I haven't changed my original intention, and my desire to appreciate paintings by famous artists is still a little residual.
Beating the child on a cloudy day, idle is idle, the two shook the rain on their bodies and entered the second door of the art museum.
—In hindsight, Ke Xun would rather have hemorrhoids all over his body than take half a step into this art museum.
On the first floor of the Starry Sky Art Museum, the paintings of the so-and-so artist are exhibited.
On the second floor are some of the museum's own paintings, including the artist's original paintings and imitations.
The two strolled to the second floor and lingered in front of several Western body paintings.
"It's still a plump girl who looks comfortable and feels very good to the touch." Wei Dong smacked his lips.
"First of all, you have to have a girl." Ke Xun put his hands in his pockets and watched the flowers beside him.
Wei Dong reluctantly left the painting in front of him, glanced left and right, and then pointed to the front: "There is also an exhibition hall there. Do you think that all the pictures of the erotic palace are displayed?"
"Brother dei, reminisce about your own life. When did you think things happened." Ke Xun said.
"Damn it, you are talking nonsense, and I'm sitting on the ground crying to show you whether you believe it or not." Wei Dong said.
The two walked slowly towards the exhibition hall.
This exhibition hall is not large, and there are no windows, only a few dim lights are on. The paintings are all hanging on the wall. Under the dim light, the tone of each painting is very dark and heavy, and it is difficult to blur. distinguish.
"You're right, it's really a picture of an Erotic Palace secret drama," Ke Xun sighed, "It's just that the lights were blown out during the secret drama."
As soon as the voice fell, the lights in the exhibition hall flickered a few times and then suddenly went out, and the eyes were suddenly dark.
"...Do you want to cooperate with me like this, and turn off the lights when you turn them off?" Ke Xun's voice sounded in the darkness.
"Then do we want to cooperate as well, who will play the secret show?" Wei Dong teased very emotionally, "You have to be gentle with others later."
"Thank you, brother, don't be a straight man." Ke Xun said, and took out the phone from his pocket, but after pressing it for a long time, the screen couldn't be turned on.
"Damn it, you'll die if you do it." Wei Dong's clothes rustled, as if he was also taking out his cell phone, "Damn, the chain was dropped at a critical time, and the battery was fully charged before going out, and the food will stop now. ."
Ke Xun: "Wait, did you find something wrong?"
Wei Dong: "Let's put it this way... I didn't find it."
Ke Xun did not answer, and the dark exhibition hall suddenly fell into a strange silence.
Special, very quiet, like dead silence.
"That..." Wei Dong's voice was a little unnatural, "You said, will this exhibition hall be soundproof?"
A small and dilapidated art museum that is in disrepair has no money to clean up the crawler covering the outer wall, so how can you afford to make the exhibition hall completely soundproof
Besides, what kind of sound insulation do you need for an art museum? Does the erotic palace secret drama picture make the sound of bang bang bang in the middle of the night
Wei Dong shuddered and heard Ke Xun say, "Absolutely not. Before the lights went out, I could still hear someone sneezing outside. Even if no one is outside now, the empty exhibition hall can amplify all sound effects, and there will be various kinds of sound effects. A noise came in. But right now, there is no sound."
Not a shred of it.
how can that be.
Even on a silent night, in the wild and outskirts of the city, there will be subtle sounds of nature.
But now, there is really no sound at all, as if people were suddenly locked in a vacuum sealed space, there is no sound and no light.
Things are a little weird.
Silence and darkness are the source of all fear.
"Go out." Ke Xun's voice sounded calm, and he didn't mention the fact that the two of them had problems with their phones at the same time.
"Okay." Wei Dong tried to relax his tone, pretending he didn't know anything.
It seems that as long as you don't speak up and study carefully, you can hide from someone in the dark.
The two walked in the dark for a while, but completely lost their sense of direction.
"Something's wrong, this exhibition hall is not that big, we should have hit the wall long ago." Ke Xun stopped.
"Fuck you, stop talking..." Wei Dong was afraid that he would reveal something, so he reached out and wanted to grab him.
At the tentacle is a cold arm.
"—Damn!" Wei Dong roared and shook off the arm.
Without waiting to continue, a beam of white light suddenly lit up in the darkness.
"... This light is still voice-activated?" Ke Xun wondered.
"Ke'er..." Wei Dong's trembling voice sounded beside him, "This light... Where do you think it came from?"
Ke Xun didn't speak.
Because he didn't know where the white light came from.
Without a light source, it just appeared in the dark out of thin air, not strong, even pale enough to be pale.
This white light fell on the wall, and within its range of light hung a painting.
It was only then that Wei Dong realized that the cold "arm" he had just mentioned was a metal isolation column placed under the painting, which was used to isolate the distance between the audience and the painting and prevent anyone from reaching out and touching the painting. .
Between the two isolation columns is a note board, which is used to mark and introduce the painting.
The two of them subconsciously looked up at the painting.
The picture is the same as the other paintings seen before the lights are turned off, the tone is dull and fuzzy, with only a few vague outlines.
The strange thing is that the picture of this painting seems to be getting clearer and clearer under the eyes of the two of them.
It's like someone is using PS to adjust the resolution and clarity of the picture quality.
Clearer and clearer.
Huh? enlarge
Ke Xun blinked suddenly, and the painting seemed to be accompanied by his closing and opening his eyes, and suddenly enlarged infinitely. However, the over-electricity generally made the hairs on his whole body stand up.
This aura disappeared in all directions behind him in an instant, like a hand unfolding a painting scroll, spreading it far away with the end of the scroll.
Ke Xun looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't return to his senses for a long time.
This - where is this? !
-How is this going? !
- The scene in this painting - is so real right now!
"No... No..." Wei Dong's voice trembled beside him, "It's true... I must still be dreaming... It must still be last night. I fell asleep when I was tired from picking my feet, and still Not awake, must not have woken up... FUCK KEER!—We're damned!"
Although Ke Xun was a scumbag when he was a student, he was not confused enough to distinguish between reality and dreams. He clearly realized that the place he and Wei Dong were in was not a dream or an illusion.
Really, it is reality.
Looking up, there are dark gray clouds hanging under the dark night, the four fields are empty, the half-human tall grass is sparsely distributed on the wasteland, the air is filled with the smell of stench of soil and dust, not far ahead. There is a small village that looks very desolate.
This is part of the picture shown in the painting just now.
As for other parts of the painting, Ke Xun hasn't had time to look at it—or rather, he did it subconsciously and deliberately, and he didn't want to or dared not look at it.
He only remembered that in his peripheral vision just now, he seemed to have caught sight of something... terrifying, something that should not exist in this world.
"... What can I do?" Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun absentmindedly.
Ke Xun also turned his face to look at him.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Fuck!"
I saw that the original clothes on the two of them had changed at some point - at this moment, one of them was wearing a fat and rough white linen trousers that could not be seen, and the shoes on their feet had also become straw sandals.
"Fuck—return me to Adi!" Wei Dong's anger temporarily surpassed his fear, "Nima—I'm half a month's salary—"
"Shut up." Ke Xun snorted, trying to take off the clothes that appeared inexplicably, but found that the sackcloth was his own body, and he would be naked if he took it off.
An increasingly bizarre and uncertain feeling came to his heart, Ke Xun's throat tightened, he gave up taking off his clothes, and tugged at Wei Dong: "Hurry up and think of a way to get out of here."
Wei Dong shook his head and nodded, his eyes flicking around in panic.
Ke Xun turned his head and looked behind him, and behind him was the same wasteland and decaying grass, extending all the way to a dark and fuzzy place, like the part of the painting with chaotic tones and low pixels.
Ke Xun wasn't sure where he would go when he went back, but his intuition was always right - so he didn't think it was a good choice to go back, but standing in the same place and crying with Wei Dong was obviously not worth it. I used it, so I stretched out my hand and pointed forward: "Go to the village and have a look."
The author has something to say:
This is a terrifying and infinitely popular story about escaping on an adventure and being handsome at the same time~ Well, as the saying goes:
One painting, one world, one flirting and one handsome comparison.