Ruijian, this word made Luo Yao shiver unconsciously.
There must be a behind-the-scenes messenger for this incident, perhaps a certain person, perhaps a certain organization, or some kind of mysterious force. If the behind-the-scenes messenger can control the will of the individual or even the collective in reality, then this power is simply unbelievably powerful.
Shao Ling seemed to have read Luo Yu's thoughts: "If the other party really had such a powerful force, they wouldn't try their best to get people into the painting. I think the display of this kind of power must have great limitations."
Qin Ci nodded slightly. Regarding these speculations, several old members have talked about it before, but every time they talk about the stage of entering the painting, they can't continue to expand.
"So, the geographic location of these art galleries is crucial, but it's hard to say what is the meaning behind it," Qin Ci said.
"How many paintings have you experienced in total?" Luo Meng had already put away the Polar White somatosensory car, folded it and lifted it up, it looked very light.
Wei Dong: "I and Ke'er have 9 pictures, Hao Wen'er is two less than us, and Mr. Mu and Brother Qin are two more than us."
"That is to say, my brother-in-law and brother Qin have already passed 12 paintings, are they going to pass the customs soon?" Luo Meng touched his chin. Today, he didn't wear a fancy watch on his wrist, just a sports Casio. , "I think, the number 13 seems to be particularly fond of the painting push, and every time I choose 13 people, does that mean there are also 13 paintings in total?"
Zhu Haowen: "9+2=11."
"Oh... That means my brother-in-law and Brother Qin have passed 11 paintings. That's quite a lot. We're going to pass the customs soon." Luo Meng didn't talk too much about his arithmetic, and immediately cut back to the topic.
Qin Ci nodded slightly: "As for the final number of 13, we had such guesses before."
"If there are really 13 paintings in total, after brother-in-law and brother Qin pass 13 paintings, will the game be completely over?" Luo Meng asked innocently. - After it is completely over, can we all celebrate the victory together...
Wei Dong patted him on the shoulder: "I'm afraid that in case, after they pass the 13 paintings, it's only the two of them that end, and then we can only rely on ourselves. Whoever clears the 13 paintings will be free. "
"..." Luo Meng looked at Mu Yiran, who existed like a god in his heart, "Brother-in-law, they can't ignore us, and brother."
Ke Xun said in the tone of his brother: "I'm afraid that after thirteen paintings, these successful people will completely forget about entering the painting. If you want to find someone to discuss something, the bodyguard around him will first You stopped."
Mu Yi tilted his head to look at Ke Xun, he didn't expect this guy to actually make such an assumption in his heart.
Ke Xun also looked at Mu Yiran: "It's not impossible, Luo Wei didn't know us at all after he went out."
Several old members recalled the scene from the eighth painting, the lonely figure of Lovina leaving alone. When everyone tried to talk to him, his dazed and bewildered expression was completely face to face. Strangers' expressions.
Everyone did not continue to disturb him, and only after he really "left" did they go to offer condolences as a former friend, and took the initiative to undertake all funeral arrangements and take care of Luo Wei's mother.
Mu Yiran narrowed his eyes, he would never allow such an embarrassing and vicious incident of "amnesia" to happen between him and Ke Xun, this kind of thing would never happen.
A dull bell rang suddenly, everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and it turned out to be the sound of the clock tower above the art museum.
"This old railway station is at least a hundred years old. This clock tower looks like it was built before liberation." Wei Dong looked up at the clock tower building above the art museum.
Luo Yao's focus was not here: "At this time in three days, are we in the painting..."
Everyone heard this sentence, but didn't know how to answer, so they all chose to remain silent.
…
Three days later, everyone came to Jiuzhan Art Museum together again. Luo Meng felt the stinginess and cunning of time, as if the time outside the painting was shortened infinitely, and the time inside the painting was infinitely longer.
Of course, this is just my own psychological illusion, an insurmountable time psychological barrier.
Luo Meng was still carrying his beloved polar white somatosensory car. After being folded, the car looked more like a bag with a strange shape. The uncle who guarded the door didn't respond to this, as long as he passed the luggage aisle screening and had tickets in hand Yes, always let it go.
"Radish, are you planning to enter the painting on a somatosensory car?" Wei Dong asked.
"Treading? Don't talk about my heart like that." Luo Meng was holding his somatosensory car at this time.
Wei Dong felt that his steps were a little heavy. Every time he stepped into the art museum, he would have this reaction, and even feel chest tightness and nausea. This is an innate sense of resistance.
Wei Dong didn't want to show his timidity in front of the newcomers and add undue panic to them, so he smiled again and said, "Your heart spring, I don't know if it's the same heart spring that I think."
Luo Yao nodded seriously: "Yuyi is at home, and I came out today with Xinchun. I bought it newly, and it is very light to use."
"Do you still lack a servant who specializes in somatosensory cars?"
"I just started using it, there are only two in total, and I don't need a special caregiver for the time being."
"Oh, I thought Teacher Cang was still in the warehouse."
"Teacher Cang, that's the old senior of the last century..."
"It turns out that this kind of topic can also create a generation gap."
The museum seemed to be empty, with only 8 members walking in it, and only Wei Dong and Luo Yao were talking.
Luo Meng lowered his voice and said, "I'm still counting on Xinchun to make a great contribution to us. After all, it is also a means of transportation. Maybe it can be turned into a bicycle or a horse-drawn carriage..."
Everyone didn't take Luo Xie's words seriously, but when they heard this sentence, they thought that this young man had his own ideas. If the somatosensory car could be brought into the painting, it might really play a role.
Ke Xun patted Luo Xun on the shoulder, only to realize that the other party was shaking slightly. In front of you is the fourth exhibition hall that everyone is going to enter.
In the past three days, everyone came here to step on the spot, and each painting has been carefully read, hoping to be helpful for entering the painting.
The advantage of this old museum is that the works on display have remained unchanged for 800 years, and there should be no temporary changes.
The fourth exhibition hall is very large, and there are more than 200 works on display. Almost every painting has a different author. Mu Yiran specially checked the list of painters in the industry for this purpose, and only 5 painters could be found. name, and the rest are all unknown authors.
Despite this, everyone still took pictures of all the paintings in this exhibition hall with their mobile phones, and looked at them one by one for research.
Mu Yiran also tried to find all the information that could be referenced, summed it up into a unified text and graphic material and distributed it to everyone. Everyone carefully read it many times.
At this moment, when everyone walked into the familiar exhibition hall, Luo Meng still walked towards a large sunset picture unconfidently: "Do the black eyes in this sun refer to sunspots? Another meaning is that this is a painter Paintings for blind children? Another meaning is…”
Ke Xun stood side by side beside Luo Xun: "Don't be nervous, you are not going in alone."
"Yeah, and my brother-in-law," Luo Meng looked at Ke Xun, "Brother, you don't remember much..."
"… "
There are some voices at the end of the exhibition hall. Could it be that there are other visitors here? Several members walked inside, only to find five or six people standing by the door in the exhibition hall and saying something.
For the convenience of visitors, the exhibition halls are generally open at both ends, but the other door of this exhibition hall is closed. Everyone thought it was because there were too few visitors in the exhibition hall, so there was no need to open all the doors.
"We came to City A to collect the scenery. We will take the train back tomorrow. You can let us take a look at the photographic works in the exhibition hall next door." The speaker was a young woman with a camera bag on her back.
Several other young people with camera bags also begged one after another, and the staff surrounded by them were finally persuaded, picked up the key and opened the door: "Well, it's not an example, it is said that this exhibition hall is the next one. It was only opened in the month, don't say it out, or the leaders will blame me."
"Thank you, thank you so much!" Several young people said gratefully.
Seeing this situation, several old members were a little stunned.
"Wait, does the next exhibition hall still belong to the fourth exhibition hall?" Ke Xun asked.
The staff nodded: "It is also part of the 4th exhibition hall, but it is temporarily separated."
"… Okay, thank you."
Everyone did not expect that there would be such a hand, and all the homework that everyone had done before was done in vain.
"There are photography works next door. It has nothing to do with painting." Fang Fei, who had not said a word for a long time, suddenly said.
Several old members were standing by the door, and no one stepped into the exhibition hall next door.
"Are you going in to take a look? It's open for a while, at most an hour. If you want to take a look, hurry up and take a look." The staff stood by the door with the key.
"We came to see the paintings, not the photos." Wei Dong said.
"Anyway, it's like some black and white photos. I don't understand it. It seems that there are paintings." The staff's words sounded extremely heavy to everyone.
"Have you noticed that there were 5 people who went in just now?" Shao Ling couldn't help but tell his findings.
There are a total of 8 people on my side, plus the 5 people who just entered, exactly 13 people.
The staff nodded and said as if a sentence was pronounced: "Yes, there are 5 in total, all of them are photographers."
Zhu Haowen went in first, and he had to go sooner or later.
Walking by Mu Yiran's side, Qin Ci couldn't help but whisper: "If you want to attract us into the painting, why do you still play these twists and turns, is it to prevent us from cheating in advance?"
Mu Yiran seemed to be thinking about something: "It seems that there are two forces in the game, one is guiding us and the other is preventing us."
Qin Ci froze when he heard this.
Mu Yiran continued: "Moreover, these two forces seem to be evenly matched, we are just pawns in this game."