Paintings of Terror

Chapter 223: Inverse Brigade 08 ┃ Three-legged Golden Crow

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In this dimly lit room, the snow-white mask is terrifying because of its abruptness.

In this package, apart from the mask, there is actually nothing else.

"This may be mine." Fang Fei said.

Everyone was surprised when they saw Fang Fei taking off her bracelet and showing it to Mu Yiran.

Everyone didn't speak, not knowing what kind of fate this strange mask would bring to this girl.

Mu Yiran looked at the bracelet carefully, from the outer ring to the inner ring, it didn't fall anywhere.

"We also have Lord Wu in our team, which is quite reassuring." Wei Dong's voice drifted into Fang Fei's ears.

"This bracelet belongs to Guangming Brigade, maybe you were given the status of a 'Wizard' when you stepped into this world," Mu Yiran returned the bracelet to Fang Fei and wrapped the snow-white mask again, "You put it away first. , this mask may be useful to us."

Fang Fei nodded and picked up her package.

"Why is there nothing of her own in her package, only a mask?" Cao Youning looked at the large and small candies in her package, and it was because of these candies that Cao Youning recognized it immediately, "We There will be things that represent your attributes in your package, and there are a lot of miscellaneous things..." Cao Youning turned over to two pieces of coarse cloth shorts and quickly put away his package.

Cao Youning's casual remarks attracted the attention of many old members: everyone has a lot of daily necessities in their packages, and there will be one or two things related to their own world, but Fang Fei has only a lonely mask.

The experience of wading in several paintings made the old members dare not think deeply.

Wei Dong picked up the charcoal pen in his bag, and had already sketched the layout of the room in his notebook. He raised his head at this moment: "Master Wu is different from our ordinary business travel, and definitely can't bring so many vulgar things. No problem."

"Oh, brother, when did you become so philosophical~" Luo Meng came over to watch Wei Dong's painting, and brought the dog in front of Wei Dong, "Please give us a close-up of Xinchun."

Wei Dong looked at the dog face that was close to him: "You bark twice, loudly, or paint it."

"Woo-woo-" Xinchun tried hard, but still couldn't make a standard cry, so anxious that her eyes filled with tears.

A hand gently stroked Fu Xinchun's head, it was Fang Fei, her movements were very gentle, not like her usual character.

"We also discussed about this dog just now," said Shao Ling, "First, why does the somatosensory car turn into a dog; second, why does this dog not bark."

At this point, everyone has recognized their own package and checked the contents of the package one by one.

"The purpose of bringing the somatosensory car in at the beginning was to hope that it could become a means of transportation, and it is best to restore it to a car." Ke Xun looked at a wooden duck in his package, shaking, the duck mouth It makes a clicking sound of wood. This is a toy from my childhood, and it was left by my father. It is said that my grandfather made it for my father.

Luo Meng nodded desperately: "Yes, it's better to be a car, or a carriage, even a horse..."

"Woooo..." Xinchun looked at the master innocently, as if hating that he was not a horse.

"...Dogs are fine..." Luo Meng comforted his dog, "Don't some places also use dogs as means of transportation!"

Everyone's eyes shot at Luo Yu together, unable to believe that this guy planned to use the puppy as a mount.

"Yes, we analyzed it in the same way." Shao Ling said.

"Huh??" A lot of people together' Huh? ' is particularly spectacular.

"The somatosensory car will not become a dog for no reason. Whether it is the previous experience in the painting or the experience in this painting, our objects in the outside world often do not lose their fundamental attributes, such as food will become dry bread, such as Watches become bracelets, such as cameras from modern to retro, and mobile phones, even if only the lighting function is left, they still retain the basic appearance of mobile phones." Shao Ling analyzed in detail, "However, when the somatosensory car becomes a dog, It doesn't make sense in theory."

Mai Peng frowned: "You mean, in this world, dogs are means of transportation?"

This statement is very outrageous, but Cao Youning still said seriously: "I saw a video before, the owner took the golden retriever for an injection, the golden retriever was very scared, the owner pressed the whole body on the golden retriever, but during the injection, the golden retriever exploded with great force , jumped up and ran away with the owner on his back, and the owner was carried away by the dog in the posture of riding a dog hahahahaha..."

"Hahahaha!" Luo Yan also laughed.

Cao Youning smiled and realized that something was out of place, so he closed his mouth and put his package in the cabinet.

After a while, Shao Lingcai said: "So we speculate that the world outside Nilu should be extremely cold, maybe it is icy and snowy, and there are many uneven hillside roads and woods."

Qin Ci suddenly realized: "Do you use dogs to pull sleds like the Eskimos?"

Du Lingyu: "I heard that it is very cruel to pull a dog sled."

Qin Ci: "The center of gravity of a horse is relatively high, and it is not flexible enough to walk forest roads in snow or go up and down hills. If the cargo to be transported is not too heavy, some people will choose to use dogs to transport the cargo, and sled dogs are also more flexible. Hardy - In a tribe of Eskimos called Malamutes, dogs can endure the freezing temperatures of minus 70 degrees and pull sleds to carry goods."

Xinchun stared at the round eyes and listened very carefully.

Luo Meng hugged his dog tightly: "We Xinchun are not three idiots on sleds..."

Xinchun shook her hair and kept looking at Qin Ci.

Qin Ci couldn't help but smile at him: "I won't let you pull the sled, you are still young." Then he looked at the foggy gray and white outside the window, "Besides, we might not even have a chance to go out. ."

Everyone was silent for a while, some packed their bags, some whispered, and some just sat there in a daze...

Xi Shengnan and Lu Heng were sitting a little far away from everyone, and they had been whispering something. Lu Heng seemed to be comforting her. Xi Shengnan nodded slightly, but his face was still not good-looking.

Ke Xun swept over the crowd, and finally stopped his gaze on Mu Yiran, who was standing by the window and was looking at him with a faint smile in his eyes.

Ke Xun walked over and showed Mu Yiran the wooden duck in his package: "How do you know it's mine? Huh?"

Mu Yiran: "You have long legs."

Ke Xun: "You have long legs too."

Ke Xun didn't believe that Mu Yiran would shake off the clothes inside the package to study the length of the pants.

Mu Yi kept silent, took out his package from the cabinet, opened it, and found a wooden duck almost identical to Ke Xun inside.

Ke Xun was stunned, he picked it up in disbelief and looked at it for a long time. After a flash, the duck's mouth made a quacking sound: "Even the sound is the same, this is..."

How is this going? ! So surprising (surprise?)!

Mu Yiran's voice was light, but she was serious with every word: "This is a toy I used when I was a child. My grandfather bought it from a craftsman and bought it for my mother. Because the workmanship is very good, it has been passed on to me. It's not broken, it's still there."

Ke Xun listened carefully to this strange and unreasonable fate. He wanted to say something but couldn't say it. He laughed for a long time, and finally felt that his smile was a little sad: It's good, it's all good, if it wasn't for painting , even better.

Mu Yiran patted the wooden duck in Ke Xun's hand: "Anywhere is fine."

The large gauze lamp in the room glowed with a hazy apricot-yellow halo, dyeing everyone a warm tone.

"By the way, about Fang Fei's bracelet, how do you judge that it belongs to the Bright Brigade?" Ke Xun returned to the "serious topic".

"There are patterns on the bracelet, it's very rough and abstract, but you can still make out the circles and flowers and birds on it." Mu Yiran replied, his eyes turned to the gauze of the lamp, there was a big circle drawn on it, and there was a A phantom line, but the flowers and the bird are depicted in solid lines, "If I judge correctly, the bird should be a crow."

"Damn it, I'm right again!" Wei Dong became agitated.

Ke Xun: You overheard us talking.

Weidong: You two have started to talk about "the topic", okay? Everyone has to get involved!

Ke Xun: Got it.

Wei Dong let go of his voice: "This is really a crow? Why is a crow painted on it! Why isn't this crow black?"

"This should be a three-legged golden crow. If you look closely, it has three legs." Mu Yiran pointed to the bird on the lampshade, and everyone came over to look at it curiously. Sure enough, beside the two feet, there was a little bird bent feet.

"Is this the three-legged golden crow in the sun? Isn't the golden crow supposed to be golden?" Du Lingyu asked curiously.

"The Golden Crow is also called the Zhenwu. The ancients discovered the phenomenon of sunspots through observation. It is shaped like a crow, so later generations often used the Golden Crow to describe the sun." Shao Ling explained, "It is called the Golden Crow because the black crow is squatting on the ground. In the middle of the golden sun, but it is black."

"Yeah, sunspots are originally black," Du Lingyu looked at the bird drawn with lines on the veil. If it wasn't painted black, it wouldn't be a crow. Look at the pattern on his cotton robe. , with the same bird in the bead pattern, "Why aren't these crows black?"

Shao Ling frowned slightly: "I don't understand this. Black and three legs are supposed to be the symbols of the three-legged golden crow. I always feel that this crow without color must have something to do with the uniqueness of this world."

Mu Yiran couldn't understand this question, and it has been listed as one of the clues to decipher this painting.

Next, Ke Xun briefly told everyone about Xiayu, and deliberately erased the part where Xiayu was disfigured and cut off his fingers. Lu Hengchong, who was sitting in the distance, smiled gratefully to Ke Xun.

When Mai Peng heard about Lu Heng taking pictures, he couldn't help but say, "I also took a few pictures in the building just now, but the world seems to be unable to print, so I can't see what was taken."

Zhu Haowen, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said, "I think that since the world retains cameras and film, there must be a way to develop photos."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, and Qin Ci said, "Photos are also a clue. In addition to looking for signatures, we must also pay attention to whether there is a film printing shop here. This kind of shop may have another name in this world."

Xi Shengnan whispered to Lu Heng beside him, "What do you think you have photographed?"

"It's nothing, it's mainly the scene, and Xiao Hu. After all, that person is the male protagonist of the novel, so I just want to film it." Lu Heng smiled.

"I can't believe that in this world, the male protagonist is actually arranged to kill the female protagonist." Xi Shengnan muttered to himself.

"No, Lord Wu has said it, maybe that female partner did it."

"Alas." Xi Shengnan didn't seem to listen, and sighed slightly.

"By the way, open it and see what's in your package? You're the only one who hasn't taken a good look at it." Lu Heng pointed to the package in front of Xi Shengnan. When everyone opened the package for inspection just now, she was the only one who was not in the mood to move these things. Only the word 'Xi' on the purse is his own.

When Xi Shengnan heard the words, he opened his package again, and turned it over. In addition to daily clothes, there was a black jar inside.