Although the two corpses still maintained their complete human shapes, upon closer inspection, they discovered that the two had been cut into pieces like chicken chops by some sharp tool, and they were neatly laid on the ground as they were. .
The clothes on the two people were completely soaked with blood, and the wrinkled folds were sticking to the corpse in a twisted way. Mu Yiran approached without dodging, his dark eyes looked at it, revealing a dead silence.
Ke Xun turned around and opened his mouth to vomit, so frightened that Wei Dong moved his hips and hands again and moved back seven or eight meters: "Shut up! What did you see?!"
Ke Xun waved his hand, he just held back the nausea after a long time, took two deep breaths of the unpleasant air, and turned around again with a clenched teeth.
Mu Yiran was still staring at the corpse, seemingly lost in thought.
Ke Xun bit his head and looked at the two corpses again. The two were lying there side by side. If you ignore the fact that the body was cut into pieces, the posture of the two when they died can be said to be quite calm, with their arms neatly arranged. The ground is placed on the sides of the body, the legs are also very straight, and the head is also standard face-up.
Face... Ke Xun took a few glances at the corpse on the left. The sixteen- or seventeen-year-old student girl closed her unexplored eyes, her face was covered with blood and the original greenness was hidden, and her long soft hair was covered under the body. The mud and blood were mixed into a mess, and it was the youthful body that was budding, and at this moment it had become a pile of minced meat.
Ke Xun could not imagine what terrible things this girl went through before she died, how scared, how painful, and how she wanted to go home during the process of being slaughtered like a livestock by that irresistible force.
Ke Xun's hand that was hanging by his side trembled involuntarily, and then he clenched it into a fist.
"Have you finished the inspection?" he asked Mu Yiran.
Mu Yiran looked up at him and nodded slightly.
Ke Xun stopped talking, walked over to pick up the shovel thrown not far away, and dug up the soil beside him.
Mu Yiran looked at him and didn't speak again.
Wei Dong stood far away and did not dare to come over, so he asked Ke Xun in a loud voice, "What are you doing? Don't mess around!"
Ke Xun just kept his head digging and ignored him.
There were more and more crows in the air, and they kept falling. Seeing Mu Yiran standing beside the corpse, several crows no longer stared at him, but landed directly on the corpse, tearing up the corpse with their sharp beaks. of minced meat.
Mu Yiran frowned slightly and took a few steps back.
Hearing the sound, Ke Xun turned his head and glanced at it, suddenly angry in his heart, he waved the shovel in his hand and swung the crow on the corpse: "Fuck you! Get out!"
However, the number of these crows was too large. These crows were swung away, and the others fell, and even more and more fell. Soon the two corpses were covered with crows, and the corpses were almost invisible. They were all densely packed. Crows covered the house.
Ke Xun didn't want to touch the corpse, so he worked futilely for a long time, and finally covered the corpse with soil. The crows hid aside, dozens or hundreds of crows brushed the ground silently, staring coldly. look at him.
"Ke Xun." Mu Yiran suddenly called to him in a deep voice, "Stop, don't bury it."
Ke Xun held the shovel tightly and looked up at him: "Let them be eaten by birds?"
"Look at what they are doing." Mu Yiran looked at him coldly.
Ke Xun looked at the group of crows, and met his dark eyes.
"If you bury these two people, I'm afraid you will be the next one to die." Mu Yiran took a few steps back with a warning in his tone, "Put down the shovel and come here."
Ke Xun pursed his lips tightly. After a while, he dropped the shovel and strode towards Mu Yiran: "Have you finished the investigation, I'm going back."
Mu Yi Ran looked at him, with an indifferent tone in his indifferent tone: "I don't have anything to check."
"Dongzi, get up, go." Ke Xun immediately turned around and strode away from the wasteland along the way he came.
When there was still some distance from the village, Ke Xun saw a few other people leaving the village together, heading towards the wasteland. Liu Yufei walked in the front and didn't say hello when he saw Wei Dong.
Everyone is trying to find clues.
Ke Xun calmed down and turned to look at Mu Yiran: "Did you find any clues just now?"
Mu Yiran glanced at him and said indifferently, "Why do you think that I will share the clues I found with you?"
Ke Xun was choked for a moment, and Wei Dong was also stunned beside him, looking at Mu Yiran's back who kept walking forward without stopping: "Although it's not wrong to say that, but I still feel a little heartbroken..."
Ke Xun lowered his eyes and thought for a while, followed quickly, and looked at Mu Yiran: "That's right, you are indeed not obliged to share the clues you got with me, a person who is not too familiar with me. If you tell me it’s a relationship, if you don’t tell me it’s a duty, I can’t blame you for hating you. Now is an era when everything is paid for.
"Since this is the case, let's discuss it from the point of cooperation and mutual benefit. I think I'm still a bit of a useful person, and I don't want your clues for nothing. You have to pay, and I have a return. How about it?"
Mu Yi glanced at him without any change in his face, and said coldly, "How do you want to repay."
Ke Xunhu pulled the messy hair on his head and answered seriously: "I can't provide mental help either, but if you have physical strength, there should be no problem. If you need to do some errand work, You can leave it to me, you are only responsible for talking, what do you think?"
"Do you think I look like a person who doesn't work hard?" Mu Yiran asked him.
"It's not like, I think you are like a big boss who is sitting in front of the commander in the middle of talking and laughing," Ke Xun said sincerely, "Big boss, please take me, recognize my little brother, you can get one for one, and you will earn money. No compensation."
"You are the gift, and your whole family is gifted." Wei Dong said.
"Your legs are thick or his legs are thick?" Ke Xun asked.
"Hello, boss, I'm a gift." Wei Dong said to Mu Yiran.
Maybe he was shocked by the two people's undisguised act of hugging his thighs face to face, or maybe he expected the prospect that even if he refused, he would still be entangled by these two secondhands, and Mu Yi left with a blank face. After a while, he finally said, "This is the first painting you entered. There are many things that you don't understand. We people are not as peaceful as you can see. So, if you two If you really want to form a group with me, you must first promise me a condition."
"Tell me." Ke Xun looked at him.
The serious look in his eyes made Mu Yiran slightly restrain the indifference on his face. If the other party didn't even think about it, he agreed directly, which made him hard to trust.
So he said calmly: "I need you to always remember that all the clues we have obtained must not be disclosed to anyone other than the three of us without my permission. Is there a problem?"
Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun, he knew best about his own childhood, and such a request did not conform to his values.
In the eyes of outsiders, Ke Xun is always casual and even a little indifferent, but as an iron man who has worn a pair of pants with him since he was a child, Wei Dong knows that he is actually a very pure, very... kind one. People, from childhood to adulthood, although they have done many bad things, they have not done good things.
Ke Xun doesn't care about gains and losses, and has never been a selfish and stingy person.
He used the inheritance left by his parents to open a gym. When he was able to fill his stomach, he did not forget his buddies and friends.
Ke Xun brought into the gym those brothers and classmates who were struggling at home and starved to death. Those who could be coaches should be coaches, and those who couldn't be accepted as receptionists, back office workers, and finance workers. As far as maintaining equipment, cleaning, going out and handing out leaflets, they also try their best to ensure their food and clothing.
Therefore, although a person like Ke Xun would not take the initiative to rush to help others on the street, he would not hesitate to lend a hand when things came to him and when he could.
But looking back now, all the people who enter the world in this painting are not faced with the difficulties of being poor or not hungry. Everyone is facing life and death. If you help, you may be able to save one or even one. A few lives, no help, in this context, it is no different from sending people to death.
Wei Dong was not sure whether Ke Xun would agree to Mu Yiran's condition. Ke Xun was not the Holy Father, but he was not Satan either.
"Can I ask the reason." Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran.
Mu Yiran also looked at Ke Xun.
This guy who is sometimes rough with nerves can always use the pure gaze in these clear eyes to make him... involuntarily soften his heart.
Mu Yi lowered his eyes and his voice was still cold: "Because, in the painting, it is not only those 'things' that can kill you, but also living people."
"You mean, those who entered the painting with us might kill us?" Ke Xun's eyes narrowed, "Why?"
"There is a rule in the painting," Mu Yiran looked coldly at the dead village in front of him, "I said before, we only have seven days, and if we can't find the artist's signature or seal within seven days, all Every day during these seven days, someone may be killed by various strange forces in the painted world, but this is not absolutely inevitable.
"In fact, the death caused by the force in the painting is random, just like last night, you were already in danger, but because of the sudden situation in the main room, you escaped the disaster. This is not a preset force in the painting. The determined process, whether it is an unfortunate death or an accidental survival, is all random.
"However, the world in the painting also has a rule that cannot be changed and resisted - if one day in seven days, because of the randomness of the world in the painting and no one dies, then the next day will be between eight and nine in the morning. In between, all the surviving people come together and vote for a man who... dies."