"God, brother-in-law, are you saying that this dog is my heart?" Luo Xun was about to leap onto Ke Xun now, Mu Yi cleared his throat and politely pulled him away: "Otherwise, how do you feel? Where is the car now?"
Luo Yu calmed down a little, and looked down at the white dog, who was staring at him with a pair of pitiful eyes unique to dogs, Luo Yu looked at it for a while: "That's right, she is Xinchun. ."
Everyone: "… "
"Come on, Xinchun, come to Daddy." Luo Yu's attitude made a 180-degree turn. This white dog is not too big and can be easily picked up by Luo Yu, "It's really her! Neck! There's still a license plate on it! It's the platinum diamond-encrusted license plate I hang on the somatosensory car!"
"… "
"I think it's necessary for us to check the items we brought." Shao Ling opened his backpack, which had turned into a large coarse cloth chain, "The flashlight has turned into a few large candles, and the food has become Dry bread, compass... the compass is gone, I clearly remember it in the bag."
"I also have a compass on my watch." Fang Fei looked at the watch on her wrist, and I didn't know when it had turned into a clay bracelet with an alternative shape.
"My Casio has turned into a broken hemp rope." Luo Yao hugged her heart and wanted to cry without tears.
Among the newlyweds, only Mai Peng wore a watch, but at this time it was beyond recognition. He looked at his partner Xi Shengnan: "Didn't you bring a set of knives?"
Xi Shengnan opened her robe: "Although the box has changed, the contents inside should still be there," she said as she opened the wooden box in her hand, "This box still has my name on it, it seems here It's also in Chinese characters."
Mai Peng seemed to be more concerned about the knives in the box, and looked over: "Several commonly used knives are there. Although the appearance has changed, it does not affect the use. Some tools seem to have changed beyond recognition... However, is there a small number of knives here? How many things did you get?"
Xi Shengnan nodded: "Maybe it's something that the world can't recognize. There's a new type of knife missing, and a scraper too."
"I just wanted to ask, what are you doing with so many knives when you come out to see the photo exhibition?" Wei Dong couldn't help but interject.
Xi Shengnan explained: "We have been here for more than two months, and we are mainly taking photos along the way. Sometimes we need to stay in some places for a few days to capture a certain shot. Last month, we camped in the wild for nearly a week. These knives are naturally indispensable for living outside. I brought a set of ceramic knives with me, but I forgot to take them out when I came to the museum, and I didn’t expect to pass the security inspection. It seems that the security inspection equipment in the museum should be repaired.”
It is incredible to bring the knife into the painting, which can not help but remind people of the power in the dark, as if it is a mysterious power in a game with the painting.
"I didn't expect you to have wild survival skills!" Luo Meng couldn't help but praise.
A few old members didn't realize that they were impressed by the newcomers. They originally thought that these few people were limited to the level of photographers who shoot street scenes. I didn't expect that they were already more mature photographers with some experience in wild life.
Weidong: The scraper I mentioned earlier was probably used to scrape the scales after catching the fish...
"Have all your cameras changed? Can you still take pictures normally?" Mu Yiran asked the newcomers.
The newcomers each took out their own cameras, and Xi Shengnan shook his head: "I have become a novice in the 1980s and 90s with a domestic camera."
Several other people's cameras have undergone similar changes, very old-fashioned types with old-fashioned film in them.
"Try to see if you can still take pictures?" Mu Yiran looked at Mai Peng, who had already picked up the camera in his hand skillfully.
Mai Peng looked at everyone from the camera's viewfinder, and clicked the film roll: "I've played with old cameras, and this camera has no problem taking pictures."
Mai Peng's camera lens swept around and suddenly stopped at the deep stairs. Mai Peng's eyes left the camera and stared at a certain point in the darkness with some doubts.
This move can't help reminding the old members of the experience of the painting in "Human Studies". Some things that are invisible to the naked eye are often displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.
Qin Ci couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Is there any problem?"
Mai Peng's expression remained calm: "The place in front is too dark, I was thinking whether it is appropriate to take pictures of that place - if I do, I must turn on the flash."
This question was not answered immediately, and the surrounding light seemed to be a little brighter than before, but it was still weak like a night light, and everyone could not see the whole picture of the location.
"It's a little unusual, the speed of dawn is too slow." Shao Ling couldn't help but said, "I suspect that this may not be the sky light, we may be in a sealed room, and these lights may be lights or other lights."
Mai Peng was still holding the camera, looking at the world through the viewfinder.
None of the other newcomers had the courage to lift their cameras, as if afraid of seeing something they shouldn't see in the viewfinder.
"You don't have to think too much about the surrounding environment," Mu Yiran stared at Mai Peng for a long time before he said, "Just follow your usual photography habits."
As soon as Mu Yiran's words fell, Mai Peng pressed the shutter, and the flash in the darkness was like a pale, fierce flash, illuminating everyone as pale as a stone statue.
The flash did not allow everyone to see the surrounding environment clearly. The sudden intense light caused some temporary blindness in the eyes.
Mai Peng no longer held the camera, but let it hang on his chest, his eyes stared at the stairs at the end of the corridor, and his footsteps moved two steps in that direction.
Zhu Haowen stopped him at the right time: "What did you see?"
Mai Peng looked at the expressionless man in front of him, and then lowered his head to look at his camera: "The camera settings of the photo I just kept maximized the depth of field. When I pressed the shutter, I seemed to see a Someone walking up the stairs."
Everyone subconsciously moved closer to their companions, which was an instinctive sense of self-protection. Cao Youning's breathing was particularly heavy in the dark: "I can't stand it anymore, do we have to stay trapped in this small wooden building? Already? It's been hours and it's still not dawn! We've been waiting?"
Cao Youning's sweat dripped on the floor, and there were vague shadows of everyone on the floor, which made people feel scared and reassured, at least those with shadows were human.
Mu Yiran didn't gather around to everyone, but stayed at the place closest to the stairs, as if listening to something in her ears.
Ke Xun walked over gently and said in a very low voice, "It seems that someone is really going upstairs."
Mu Yi Ran stopped Ke Xun's step forward: "Don't step into the unknown darkness casually."
Ke Xun did not speak: I just want to advance and retreat with you.
Mu Yiran didn't speak anymore, and clenched Ke Xun's hand in the dark.
Just when the few newcomers were about to collapse, a warm light lit up the corridor, accompanied by the sound of light and steady footsteps.
Everyone was silent, but their eyes were fixed on the direction of the light, really moving up the stairs slowly.
The light gradually brightened, the orange-yellow color made people feel warm, and the whole world gradually appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes: this is a very huge wooden building, bigger than the pig cage in "Kung Fu", bigger than "Thousands of Thousands". The soup house in Chihiro is even bigger, bigger than the Huanji Building in Big Fish and Begonia, so big that it looks like a small society.
The lanterns are lit floor by floor, and you can clearly see the huge patio enclosed by the corridor, and there is an adjacent patio in front, which complements the lights here. The courtyards are connected on all sides, as if a building city, but also a building country.
A lamplighter in an old cotton robe walked up to this floor, nodded slightly to a few people, and turned on the lanterns on this floor one by one with the long stick-shaped lighting tool in his hand.
"How many of you got up so early?" The lamplighter's voice was polite and gentle, "Did you hear the movement downstairs?"
The newcomers stared at this incomparably real NPC, not daring to look directly, only observing each other secretly in the candlelight.
The lantern lighter didn't care, and focused on lighting the lanterns around everyone: "Many people went down to watch the fun."
Qin Ci took advantage of the situation and asked, "Did something happen downstairs?"
"Xiayu is dead." The lamplighter's expression was somewhat pitiful.
Xi Shengnan frowned slightly when he heard the words, and everyone remained calm, not knowing what kind of plot would unfold.
The lamplighter sighed: "I don't know who she offended, but she was killed last night."
You have a lot of questions you want to ask, but you don't know where to start: what exactly is this wooden building? Who exactly live here? Who is the deceased Xiayu? Does this have anything to do with us looking for a signature? …
Mu Yiran Zhang Zhang downstairs: "Let's go down and have a look."
Hearing this, the lanternlighter stood sideways at the entrance of the stairs with the lantern in his hand, and then said something that surprised everyone: "It's better to go and have a look, Mr. Mu, please slow down, there is a level of stairs below. Not very stable."
Hearing the NPC calling her by her last name, Mu Yiran couldn't maintain her usual calmness. She looked at the lamplighter inquiringly, and finally nodded politely, "Thank you for reminding me."
Everyone followed behind Mu Yiran and walked towards the stairs. When Luo Yu passed by the lamplighter, he suddenly heard him say, "Master Luo, what will Xinchun eat today? Or porridge with minced meat?"
Luo Meng was stunned, and opened his mouth for a long time before saying, "Okay, it's okay."
Everyone walked down the stairs slightly stiffly, and the NPC knew several people's surnames, which was unique in previous paintings.
Although the previous NPCs were all weird, or mechanical like repeaters, or real like people around them, or so weird that they could only hear their voices and not see them, but these NPCs never knew or asked the true origins of the members. , maybe for them, these people are people outside the painting, and that alone is enough.
"I really wanted to ask the person who lights the lantern, what is our setting in this world? I think this is like an old game, we have our own identities in it, and there should be differences. The character." Lu Heng said to everyone as he went downstairs.
"It's best not to talk too much at this time. The old members have more experience than us, and they probably have their own ideas." Xi Shengnan's words still carry some weight among the new members, and Lu Heng quickly shut up.
The task of explaining fell on Qin Ci's head again, Qin Ci slowed down and walked among several newcomers: "As for the fact that NPC can call out our surname, it has never happened in previous paintings. Yes, we haven't figured out the laws of this world, it's best not to act rashly, maybe the world is still sleeping, and one of our words may wake them up."