Qin Ci was carried on his back by Shao Ling, and he started vomiting blood uncontrollably. With the convulsions, Shao Ling could hardly carry him.
"Brother Qin—Brother Qin, hold on, Brother Qin! It's time to get to the autograph place! It's here soon!" Wei Dongluo shouted with a brokenhearted soul.
Qin Ci tried hard to suppress the tumbling in his stomach, with the thick blood that kept pouring into his mouth from his throat, and said indistinctly: "Let... let go of me... let's... don't... don't drag... you... I... it's too late... …”
"—It's too late! It's coming soon! It's coming soon!" Wei Dong's voice was crying, and he ran behind Shao Ling. In the light of the mobile phone, Qin Ci's clothes were soaked with blood and dripping dripping dripping dripping. Falling.
There is nothing more unbearable than watching a partner who was born and died together, struggling and dying in front of him. Wei Dong choked up uncontrollably, and Luo Xiao and Wu You next to him were sobbing.
Qin Ci was finally unable to utter a single word. Blood poured out of his whole body. He vomited and twitched violently.
Mu Yiran stopped and looked at Wei Dong: "Can you still sustain your physical strength?"
"—Yes." Wei Dong nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.
Mu Yiran put down Ke Xun on his back and put it into his hands: "I handed Ke Xun to you, you carry him on your back and continue to run forward, don't wait for us, paint first."
"Don't worry." Wei Dong didn't say more, he took Ke Xun on his back and rushed forward desperately.
"Wu You, Fang Fei Luo Meng, follow." Mu Yi said, the three of them didn't hesitate to hear the words, and continued to run with Wei Dong, "Shao Ling put Lao Qin down, helped me on my back, and took off his clothes. Come down, Howen help, tie his limbs with clothes and fix them on me, move fast."
The three moved quickly and quickly tied Qin Ci, who had turned into a bloody man, to Mu Yiran's body.
Qin Ci twitched violently involuntarily, with great strength, but fortunately, the person carrying him was replaced by Mu Yiran, and every step landed steadily like a rock, quickly, with a power that made people trust and reassure, towards the tree of life ahead rush away.
Just when Qin Ci felt that his last sense of consciousness was about to dissipate, a bright white light projected onto his retina through his eyelids that he could not open for a long time. The painful aftertaste that he will never forget, still seems to be sticking to his flesh and bones like maggots attached to the bones.
…
The security guard at the Three Lines Art Museum thought he had taken the wrong job.
In front of the weird painting of a zombie hand, there is a group of men and women who behave even weirder than the painting.
- All of them were wearing thin clothes as if they had just crossed over from the tropics, and one of them was even shirtless! A few women were barely neatly dressed... The men seemed to be slumped on the ground very tired, and one seemed to be still lying on the floor and fell asleep? !
- What the hell are these people? !
"What are you doing?!" The security guard drank and clenched the walkie-talkie in his hand, for fear that some mental hospital's patients had "escaped" collectively and ran into the hall to go crazy.
"We'll leave right away." Mu Yiran put the sleeping Ke Xun on his back and turned to look at everyone, "Let's help each other, and go to the bathroom first and put on your clothes."
Shao Ling, who was shirtless: "..." I don't want this to happen a third time.
Fortunately, the blood on the body turned into water after it came out of the painting. Some of the clothes that everyone took off in the painting were still on the body, and some fell into the painting, but the clothes that were brought out from the painting were still in the painting. The instant turned into a few pieces of broken and small pieces of paper.
Mu Yiran took out the two spare sets of clothes that Ke Xun had brought from the locker, and gave them to those who had little clothes left. Everyone reluctantly left the art museum. Unfortunately, the art museum was built in a park. Inside, there was no way for a taxi to drive to the park to pick up people. Everyone insisted on getting outside the park in the wind and snow before they got into the car and went back to the hotel all the way.
Wu You's condition was not very good. As soon as the painting came out, he had a fever. Together with Qin Ci, he was sent to a nearby hospital by Mu Yiran. Although all kinds of injuries would basically disappear after the painting, there would still be some small wounds left. For example, Qin Ci, who was diagnosed with mild gastric bleeding after an examination, needed to be hospitalized for a few days.
Mu Yiran hired a nurse for him and Wu You, and then returned to the hotel where everyone was staying. Everyone was very tired, both psychologically and physically stretched to the limit. After returning to the hotel, they each fell asleep in their room. After two days of rest, I finally calmed down a bit.
Gu Qingqing's home is in this city, she only rested in the hotel for one night, and after adding everyone's V letter, she went home with a lot of thought.
Ke Xun opened the phone that Tian Yang had left for him, and listened to the message he left to his wife. The first half was mostly noise. Ke Xun speculated that it was blocked because he disclosed about entering the painting in the message.
In the second half, Tian Yang confessed to his wife the fact that he was gay, and told her that he had gone away with his gay man and would never come back, and left him his bank card password 's wife.
Probably because he didn't want his wife to be sad for his death for the rest of his life, his tone was cold and ruthless from beginning to end, and he would rather let her hate him. At the end of this message, he didn't even dare to say a gentle word. .
As for whether this last word could be concealed from his wife, Ke Xun didn't want to take care of it. After finishing the follow-up matters, he returned to Z City with Mu Yiran and Wei Dong.
…
The days are about to enter the new year, and the busy members of the painting theory group do not have much mood to think about the new year. However, in reality, it is inevitable that they will not be disturbed by reality. Shao Ling is busy with various year-end summaries and returns to work after recovery. Qin Ci, who was in the post, was unable to escape from the operating table, Wei Dong was caught by the boss to work overtime frantically, and Gu Qingqing was tutoring several children who were on winter vacation.
Even Mu Yiran took five days to go abroad by plane.
The most leisurely are Ke Xun, Luo Xun and Wu You. Of course, the leisure here refers to not being entangled in realistic and mundane affairs.
It took several days for Wu You to recover from the painting this time before she gradually recovered her mental and psychological state. He Tang's tragic death hit her hard, but fortunately, this girl has always been a free-spirited character. The members of the group finally regained their composure after all kinds of relief in the past few days.
Before entering the painting "Restart", the work of checking the surveillance video of the Time Museum has to continue. From time to time, Ke Xun, Luo Xun and Wu You exchanged views on the daily review video in the group of painting commentaries that had become very deserted for a while. income.
Ximen Wuyou: I am blind. Did you gain anything
The little radish pulls the white rabbit: not only did I get no gains, but I was almost discovered by my female ticket, thinking I was a voyeur [crazy extra drama in my brain.jpg]
Ximen Wuyou: Speaking of your female vote, is there a radish in your family that urges you to get married
Little Carrot Pulls White Rabbit: How old am I, and my family is not in a hurry. My father said that as long as I don't get him a daughter-in-law of his age, I can get married anytime.
Ximen Wuyou:…
Ximen Wuyou: I envy your parents for being so open. My mother urges me all day long. I heard that I am single now, and even the seven aunts and eight aunts in my family are rushing to introduce me to someone. I hide in the capital. Nowhere to hide. In a while, I will be escorted by my mother to a relative's house as a guest. The old lady at that house is a descendant of my great-grandmother. She has three hobbies in her life: smoking, fortune-telling, and being a matchmaker. Thinking about it gives me a headache. I'm all about to die. What are you looking for? Will you marry me in the future
The little radish pulls the white rabbit: I'll go, sister, don't scare me, I've made up the scene.
Ximen Wuyou: Oh, my life is bitter, who do I tell my heart to
Little radish pulls the white rabbit: If you want to lend you my bean sprouts for a few days, you can tell it to it, I tell it every time I have something on my mind, it is so worried that it has started to grow white hair on its head.
Ximen Wuyou: … Dare I ask what your bean sprouts are
Radish and White Rabbit: My Honey Glider.
Ximen Wuyou: ... what is that... an alien creature? [Murderful death cycle.jpg]
Ximen Wuyou: Yes, let's not talk about it, my mother has already killed her and left.
At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Wu You came back.
Ximen Wuyou: Who is there
Radish pulls the white rabbit: me me me
Corgi: [A handsome netizen came to join us.jpg]
Ximen Wuyou:…
Ximen Wuyou: I’ll go straight to the topic—Didn’t I go to my relative’s grandmother in the afternoon? The old lady dragged me into her house as soon as I met her, and she told me that I got it on my body… not good s things…
The radish pulls the white rabbit: ? ? bird shit
Ximen Wuyou: No, it's not something in the real sense. Didn't I say that this grandma will tell people's fortunes? What she said should be... that kind of "thing"...
Corgi: Please elaborate.
Ximen Wuyou: … There is nothing more detailed. The old lady looked at me like a dead person. When I asked her, she shook her head and sighed, asking me to eat something good…
Radish and White Rabbit:…
Corgi: …
Corgi: Is this old lady's fortune teller accurate
Ximen Wuyou: Some say she's accurate, some not. Who knows if those are accurate or not...
Corgi: Didn't you ask her again
Ximen Wuyou: I asked, but it seemed like I was helpless from what she meant, and there was no point in saying anything more, so no matter how I asked, she didn't want to say more, just with a very pitiful look in my eyes look at me…
Corgi: Send me your address and I'll come find you tomorrow.
Ximen Wuyou: Okay, I will pick you up when the time comes. Will you take the train or the plane
Corgi: Airplane.
Radish and White Rabbit: Brother, I'll go too.
After Ke Xun left the group chat, he called Mu Yiran directly across the ocean, told him about Wu You, and finally said: "Yiran, I feel that this matter confirms your previous speculation once again, The power behind the scenes is really selectively absorbing the people into the painting. And as you said, this power can't control everything, it's really beyond the power, so there are some things it can't do directly It can only be done indirectly and requires some kind of opportunity. For example, in the case of Wu You, I suspect that the old lady is the real reason why Wu You is attracted to the painting. Go see her."
"Okay," Mu Yi responded, "be careful and contact me at any time."
As a result, before going to bed, Ke Xun received two more calls, one from Weidong and one from Zhu Haowen.
Weidong: "My boss finally went to City B for a meeting. For three days in a row, I'm going to skip work! Spicy chicken, I'm sick to my stomach when I see my company's logo and have a pregnancy reaction! You bring me tomorrow, I'm going to relax!"
Zhu Haowen: "I'll go too, see you there tomorrow."