Paintings of Terror

Chapter 2: Bai Shi 02 ┃ Thirteen people

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The two walked cautiously in the direction of the small village.

Ke Xun's eyesight has always been good, but the small village in the distance still looks blurry, with only a general outline, like a low-pixel photo or an ancient painting.

"What are you talking about..." Wei Dong shivered as he walked beside him, using words to ease the fear in his heart, and kept looking to both sides, "Isn't this a dream? Is the earth a place for aliens? Invasion, you say? What the hell, brother still doesn't want to die! The ancestral athlete's foot in the old Wei family can't be broken in my generation..."

"Shut up for a while," Ke Xun lowered his voice, "the more you can't figure out the situation, the calmer you will be. Horror movies will see you in vain."

"Fuck it, why does it have to be a horror movie, but not a pornographic movie?!" Wei Dong didn't dare to speak louder and lowered his voice.

In fact, Ke Xun's heart was in ups and downs.

The situation in front of me was so sudden and bizarre that anyone would be stunned.

Wei Dong is obviously scared to the core. The two of them can't both panic. One has to keep calm - at least on the surface, they have to look calm.

The two of them kept their footsteps as light as possible. In this quiet night, all the movements were louder, and in the dark and fuzzy places around, there always seemed to be some suppressed things or voices that were about to come out.

As he got closer to the small village, the scene in front of him became clearer and clearer. In the dark night fog, a house made of dilapidated mud walls and grass slowly appeared in front of him.

Outside the village, seven or eight people stood.

"Someone!" Wei Dong called out in a low voice, with surprise, fear and joy in his voice.

Fear comes from not being sure whether that group of people is human, or "human".

Ke Xun narrowed his eyes and looked at it, and there was more joy in his voice: "It's a human being."

He saw with his own eyes that there was someone in there playing with his cell phone.

The mobile phone party is worthy of being the creature with the biggest heart in the world. They check their mobile phones while driving, take their children to check their mobile phones, and cross the road to check their mobile phones.

In such a strange environment right now, I still look at my phone.

But you also have to admit that where there is a mobile phone party, everything will look very... Doesn't matter

The two quickened their pace and ran towards those people.

"Dude! What's going on here, does anyone know?" Wei Dong asked impatiently to one of the young men who had been watching them.

This man is in his twenties, and he is also wearing a fat shirt made of yellow and white linen. His hair is the same as Ke Xun Weidong's. It still maintains its original state. .

"Nine, ten." Little Braid counted, then turned to look at the others, "There are still three, and we have to wait."

"Dude, please explain." Wei Dong asked.

Ke Xun looked at these people.

There are men and women, old and young, middle-aged men with beer belly and fat brains, and 16 or 17 schoolgirls with nervous and youthful faces.

All of them, without exception, wore eccentric clothes made of linen.

Who are these people

The little braid glanced at Weidong, and then at Ke Xun, with no expression on his face: "Wait, there are three more people, and we'll talk about it when we come together."

Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun, and Ke Xun gave him a wink: Wait, wait and see.

Taking advantage of the inexplicable time to follow and wait, Ke Xun observed secretly.

The first observation was the one who was playing with the phone just now.

It was a man in his thirties, wearing black-rimmed glasses, he kept his head down, and the light from the phone screen hit his face, looking very numb and weird.

Ke Xun also touched himself, and found his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

This is even more bizarre - although the clothes have changed, all the things that he carried on him before are still there, except for the mobile phone, the house keys, and a half-pack of chewing gum.

It was as if only the style and texture of the clothes had changed, nothing else had changed.

- What the hell is this going to do

Ke Xun unlocked with his fingerprint and found that the phone screen finally turned on, but the upper end showed "no signal".

… Depend on.

It's just the usual routine of dog blood movies - when you need to call the police or contact others, your mobile phone will never have a signal, when you need to drive to escape, you will never catch the fire, and when you need to open the door for shelter, you will never find the key right away.

Putting the phone back, Ke Xun glanced around, his eyes involuntarily falling on one of the tallest people.

This person really stands out from the crowd, not only referring to his size, but also his appearance.

With fair skin, handsome eyebrows, a stern look, and a calm demeanor, no matter how many people you stand in, you can notice him at first sight.

Even if he is dressed in coarse linen, others dress like hemp and filial piety, but he is dressed like a leisurely cloud and wild crane, and is romantic in Wei and Jin Dynasties.

This person noticed Ke Xun's gaze, glanced at it lightly, then moved away without any turbulence, and looked into the distance where the scenery was blurred.

Wei Dong couldn't hold back a little, looked left and right, rubbed against the 16- or 17-year-old student girl, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, do you know what's going on?"

The student girl's face turned pale: "I don't know either... I just came here... They won't tell me... what to do... I'm afraid... I'm afraid..." and sobbed.

Seeing that everyone was crying, Wei Dong quickly patted the girl on the shoulder: "Hey, don't cry, there are so many people here, it's alright, it's alright. We can all go back together after a while, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. ."

"I just came in to see a painting, why is it like this..." The student girl wiped her tears and choked, "My mother told me to go back earlier, if it wasn't for the rain, I couldn't come in and take shelter from the rain, how could this happen? …”

The words "terrible" at the back seemed to be too afraid to say, so she started to cry again.

"Looking at the painting? You also went to the art museum to see the painting?" Wei Dong asked hurriedly.

The student girl nodded: "I only went in to avoid the rain. I knew I wouldn't come in if I got wet!"

"Is it the Star Art Museum?" Wei Dong asked.

The student girl continued to nod.

"Is it the exhibition hall of the Erotic Palace Secret Drama?" Wei Dong asked again.

"Ah?" The student girl raised her face with tears and looked at him.

"Uh, no, it's that dark exhibition hall with no windows, and all the paintings can't be seen clearly like shit." Wei Dong gestured.

The student girl nodded: "It's the black hole in the exhibition hall. As soon as I entered, the power went out, and then a light came on, and then I came here for no reason..." Then she cried again.

Wei Dong turned his head to look at Ke Xun: "Everyone is here for co-authoring."

Ke Xun raised his eyes and looked at the people in front of him. These people were very strange.

If everyone came to this bizarre place in the same way, they would be as flustered and ignorant as Wei Dong and him. Even if they were able to suppress the panic, they would ask around like Wei Dong and find a reasonable explanation. It shouldn't be like this, most people are very quiet and calm, as if...

It seems that I have long been used to it, or I understand the reason.

Ke Xun gave Wei Dong a wink.

The two grew up wearing a pair of open-crotch pants, and they had a tacit understanding. With a wink, they knew each other well.

Wei Dong closed his mouth and stood quietly next to Ke Xun, keeping a certain distance from these people intentionally or not.

After waiting for more than 40 minutes, three more people came one after another in the depths of the deserted countryside. One of them had a familiar face. After thinking about it, Ke Xun remembered that this was the pancake stall opposite the art museum. boss.

"I just went into the art museum to look for the toilet to pee, why did I come here?!" The owner of the pancake stall looked at everyone with confusion on his face.

"Everyone's here." The greasy braid ignored the new three people's questioning and turned to look at the others, "You can go in."

"Where are you going? Where is this?!" The pancake owner grabbed his arm.

Pigtail glanced at him, his face still expressionless, but his voice sounded a bit gloomy: "In the painting."

"—Painting? What painting?" The pancake boss was at a loss.

"Did you enter an art gallery? Did you enter an exhibition hall? Did a painting glow in the exhibition hall? Did you enter this place right after that?" Xiaopii asked a series of questions impatiently.

"Yeah...Yeah, what's wrong? That painting is quite strange..." The pancake owner vaguely realized something.

"You are in that painting now!" Xiaopi shook off him and strode into the village following the others who had already started to leave.

Ke Xun and Wei Dong, who were listening with their ears stretched out, looked at each other.

"True or false..." Wei Dong lost his soul, "How can people enter the painting... I don't believe it..."

"I don't believe it!" the last three people shouted, "How is it possible! Where is this? Who are you all? What are you trying to do?!"

No one paid any attention, and those who were in the first place just went to the village.

Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun: "How to fix it? Follow them or... "

These people behave strangely, and if they follow their words, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse.

Ke Xun looked around and gritted his teeth: "Follow."

Two of the three people who followed refused to follow and stayed where they were, yelling, but the owner of the pancake strode up, grabbed one of the first group, and stared, "Don't go! You have to make it clear! What the hell is going on here?!"

The one he grabbed was the young man who stood out from the crowd.

The man stopped and glanced at him lightly: "This is true in the painting. As for why people are in the painting, I don't know that. But if you want to go out and return to the original world, the most important thing is Good to follow us."

The voice is like his person, very cold.

The owner of Pancake wanted to hold him and continue to ask, but he pinched it on his wrist. The owner of Pancake was in pain and was forced to let go of his hand.

This group of people didn't care whether the following people followed, as if they had waited for more than 40 minutes just to gather the heads.

Ke Xun counted, there were thirteen people in total.

Listening to the meaning of what this person said just now, this group of people seems to have a good understanding of this strange and strange situation, and they also know how to return to the original world. Ke Xun feels that if he and Wei Dong want to leave here, they still have to think about it. Fazi has a good relationship with these people.

Thinking like this, I took a few steps to catch up to the person just now, walked side by side with him, turned to look at him, his voice was gentle and his expression was OK: "Dude, look, this is the first time we have encountered this kind of thing. It is inevitable to ask a few more questions, can you tell us in detail what is going on here and how can I get out of here?"

The man also glanced at him lightly, his eyes fell forward again, and his voice was still full of coldness: "If you want to leave, there is only one way: survive and find your signature."

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