Paintings of Terror

Climbing onto the rock platform is a desperate gamble, either everyone will die, or they will survive by luck, but everyone knows in their hearts that the probability of death is much greater than the probability of survival. After all, everyone has experienced Every painting is looking for a glimmer of life in the nine deaths.

Life was at stake, and no one immediately responded to Shao Ling's words, but fell into silence and entanglement.

"Let's come here first tonight," Qin Ci broke the oppressive atmosphere, "Everyone might as well go back to their respective tents first, and then think about what they want to do."

A night without words, and a night without sleep.

At dawn the next day, despite the heavy heart, Li Xiaochun and the girls did their best to make breakfast for everyone. Everyone ate more or less, but the taste of the food in their mouths probably already No one can taste it anymore.

"Let's make a decision," Shao Ling obviously hadn't slept all night, and his face was haggard like never before. "The bone pattern on our face and body is more obvious than yesterday, did you find it?"

Everyone glanced at each other, and sure enough, yesterday it was only a faint bone texture, but today there are clear gray lines on the skin, and as time goes by, the color will probably deepen until it turns completely black.

"There is no time." Shao Ling said.

"Decision, decide what?" Luo Kuo asked unwillingly to face reality.

"Would you like to climb the rock platform?" Shao Ling didn't give him a single extravagant hope.

Luo Kuo hugged his head and buried his face in his knees. After a long time, he sobbed and said: "I don't want to die..."

"If you don't climb the rock platform, you will probably die." Shao Ling reminded him, "If you climb the rock platform, you may be able to survive."

"I don't know, I don't know..." Luo Kuo cried.

"Don't force him..." Qin Ci sighed, "Maybe we should try our best to think of other ways."

"I don't think there is any other way." Shao Ling had already lost his usual self-control and calmness. He spoke bluntly and could no longer take into account the feelings of everyone. "Either sit and wait for death, or climb to the rock platform to find a way out."

"But we can't be sure that we will die if we stay below, and we can't be sure that we can really find a way to survive if we climb the rock platform, can we?" Wu You also said with red eyes.

"Don't deceive yourself anymore," Shao Ling looked at her expressionlessly, "you will die if you stay below, the evidence is that the tornado columns are getting stronger and more every night, and the more and more obvious Bone phase, don't you think that after the bone phase is completely revealed, we can continue to live in this state of neither human nor ghost? What's the point?"

Wu You was speechless, biting his lip and crying.

"So what do you mean, you want to go to the rock platform?" Li Xiaochun looked at Shao Ling.

Shao Ling rubbed his face, took a breath, and said: "Yes, this is my choice, I don't want to sit still, I think there must be a solution to the incident on the rock platform, just like every painting we have entered, which Didn’t you find life in a desperate situation once when you were about to have nowhere to go? I believe it will be the same this time, and I also believe that we will be able to crack it successfully, just like every time before.”

Li Xiaochun looked at him, his eyes fluttering, as if he was engaged in a fierce self-struggle and evaluation in his heart. After a long time, he finally said: "I have only entered one painting, and I don't have the experiences and mental journeys of you old members. To be honest, I still feel that the whole thing is very unreal... just think that I am stupid and bold, and I also choose to go to the rock platform."

"What about you?" Shao Ling looked at the others who did not express their views.

Ke Xun glanced at Mu Yiran, saw him nodding slightly, and said, "Yiran and I also choose to climb."

"Count me in," Fang Fei said.

Wei Dong's eyes were a little dazed: "Really...is there no other way?"

Everyone looked at him, but no one spoke.

Wei Dong closed his eyes and said with trembling lips, "Okay... I'll go too..."

It was imperative to climb the rock platform, and before lunch, the thirteen members finally reached an agreement.

"We tied one end of the climbing rope to the car, threw the other end over the rock platform, and then we pulled the rope from the other end to climb up." Ke Xun planned tonight's stage for everyone, "Everyone needs to use The ropes should cooperate with each other to drag the weaker person and Sister Cen up with a wheelchair. In addition, we also need to bring equipment, guns, engineering shovels, and spare ropes. What else do you have to add? ?”

"I want to bring my butcher knife, just in case," Li Xiaochun said, "I'm more proficient with that than with a gun."

"Me too..." Wei Dong took out a utility knife from his pocket, "I'll take this."

"I also brought a scalpel." Qin Ci smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Let's bring a barrel of gasoline up," Mu Yiran said, "maybe it will be useful."

"The rest of the oxygen tank can also be taken," Zhu Haowen said, "It can be used as an explosive, although the power will not be very powerful."

Everyone added a few things in a hurry, and prepared the things to be used at night.

"What to do next... Just stay and wait to die?" Wu You asked in a daze.

No one answered for a while, each staring at the ground in front of them in a daze.

After a long time, Zhu Haowen heard: "We came out this time, didn't we come here with the heart to die, who didn't arrange their own funeral before going out? It's no use regretting and shrinking now, This is no different from entering the painting. No matter how regretful or fearful, you are already in the painting. If you don’t decipher the ultimate truth, you will never be able to get out of the painting. So now, the only thing we can do is to bite the bullet and continue, Fear and procrastination are useless."

"Hao Wen'er is right," Qin Ci said calmly, "What we should do now is to calm ourselves down as soon as possible. The more calm we are, the better our chances will be. I brought some preoperative sedatives. If anyone needs them, I can give you a shot before you climb the rock."

Luo Kuo raised his hand and said in a strong nasal voice, "Brother Qin, prepare one for me, otherwise I might not be able to hold on..."

Qin Ci nodded and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

In the following time, everyone just sat in the big tent, spending what might be the last afternoon of their lives with all kinds of thoughts and feelings.

"I really regret it," Wu You fell on her knees, her voice choked with sobs, "I regret not being more filial to my parents before."

"I also... have a little regret," Gu Qingqing felt a little disappointed, "I'm a nerd, and I missed a lot of scenery outside of books."

"The night before I went out, I wrote a suicide note of more than ten pages," Wei Dong smiled dejectedly, "I thought I had written everything I wanted to say, but now, I feel that I still have a lot to say. , I... I really want to give me another chance to add these words to the back, I wrote too little, far from enough..."

"It's still too late to write it now," Yue Cen said softly, "I think you can put it in the car, and someone will always find it."

"Oh, good." Weidong coughed to cover up his nasal voice, and got up to get a pen and paper.

"In my opinion, we might as well record the ins and outs of the incident, as well as all our conjectures," Ke Xunhu said, "If we unfortunately die, these records may still be left to a certain batch of paintings a few years later. Or, when they advanced to the last step of the incident like us and came to this place, these records may help them avoid some detours."

"But, wouldn't all the information that leaks into the painting event be blocked by Huatui? And we will also suffer backlash." Luo Wei said.

"It will be blocked and backlashed because the entrants want to leak information to outsiders," Ke Xun analyzed calmly, "but what we want to pass on to the next batch of entrants, who are also entrants, the information will not be leaked shield.

"This Valley of Death has always been inaccessible, so we hide the information a little more in a place where only those who have entered the painting will go to find it, so we don't have to worry about blocking the original content because it is seen by outsiders.

"As for backlash, if we will die, it will be useless if we don't turn back. If we can live, it proves that we have successfully prevented the forces behind the painting, and naturally we will not suffer backlash."

"Xiao Ke is right," Hua Jiqiu said, "I also agree to record the whole incident and leave it to future generations."

There was no objection from everyone, so Shao Ling took the pen and paper, and was about to start writing when Ke Xun said again: "I think we should use several different methods to record, after all, the next batch of people may be a hundred years later. I don’t know if it can be preserved on paper, so we should use a few more methods to provide more layers of protection.”

"I have a USB flash drive, I can save an electronic version and put it in the USB flash drive." Zhu Haowen said.

"You can also burn a CD," Mu Yiran said, "I have a CD that can be erased and burned repeatedly in my car, and this notebook is equipped with a burner."

"You still carry this kind of thing?" Ke Xun was surprised.

"There is a DVD playback device in the car. This CD was originally a music disc." Mu Yiran explained, "And as long as the CD is not exposed to extreme weather and environments, the storage life of the CD can reach 300 or even [-] years."

"That's great," Ke Xun said, "Then I'll record another copy on my phone, and then leave the charger and the phone to future generations, so that this phone won't become an antique in 100 years."

Everyone then divided up their work and sorted out the whole incident of entering the painting and all the clues, and recorded them on paper, USB flash drive, CD-ROM and mobile phone.

The next step is to find a place to hide these few things that will not be easily found by outsiders, but will also be easily found by the next batch of painters.

"Why don't we put it under that rock over there," Mu Yiran pointed to a low rock not far away, "After we were lured here by the phantom of the figure, we checked the nearby rock during the day. Schist rocks, I think, a certain group of painters will come here after a few years, and they will search the surroundings just like us.”

That piece of low rock is nothing more than a normal ordinary stone, scattered scattered on the cold and hard ground, very inconspicuous, everyone has checked here when they first came, and looked up and down, so Ordinary stones, outsiders will not deliberately search for them.

Everyone walked over and picked a relatively large and conspicuous stone. Ke Xun and Li Xiaochun held the root of the stone with an engineering shovel, trying to pry it up, then dug a hole underneath, put the things in, and put the Stones cover it.

The two pried vigorously for a while, and finally the stone was loosened. Wei Dong and Luo Yu hurried up to help, and the four of them lifted the stone to the side together.

Ke Xun picked up the shovel to dig the soil again. After digging seven or eight shovels, he suddenly heard a "clang", as if the head of the shovel hit something hard.

Ke Xun and the others looked at each other, and everyone held their breath for a while and stopped making any noise. Ke Xun carefully pushed aside the shoveled soil, and a stone box the size of a brick was slowly exposed under the soil.

Everyone was surprised. Ke Xun bent down and picked up the box. There was no lock on the box. The gap between the lid and the body of the box was sealed with something like wax. Ke Xun was about to break off the lid with his hands. , was stopped by Hua Jiqiu, and took the box from him, "Let me do it, be careful not to open the lid properly, and hurt the things inside." Then he turned to Weidong, "Xiao Wei, lend me your utility knife one time."

Hua Jiqiu took the box to the side to deal with, and everyone followed to watch. Ke Xun was about to follow, but found that there seemed to be something in the pit dug just now. He pushed aside the floating soil, and took out a bottle made of some metal.

Then digging down, there are actually porcelain vases, clay pots, wooden boxes, and even bamboo slips.

"What's the matter?" Ke Xun held these things in his hands and showed them to Mu Yiran in a daze, "Did we accidentally rob a tomb?"

"No." Shao Ling took the porcelain vase and wooden box and looked at it, "The texture patterns on these two things are obviously not in the same era style, and this porcelain vase is rough in workmanship, which is a cheap product, but this wooden box is made of black rosewood Yes, black rosewood is a very precious wood with excellent corrosion resistance, so you see, it is still basically intact, and even the carved patterns on it are hardly damaged. If this is a tomb, the two It’s so weird to put things in the same place, like street stalls and luxury goods in the same jewelry box.”

"Then why are all these weird things put in the same pit?" Ke Xun wondered.

"I have a guess." Mu Yiran said.

The author has something to say:

My dears, these recent chapters, and there may be a few more chapters in the future, have relatively more content of analysis and reasoning, and some fairies may feel that they are bald when they see it, but Xunyue is pondering the ultimate truth of the incident of entering the painting, If the painters reasoned too lightly and lightly, then the foreshadowing of the first thirteen paintings would be lifted high and put down gently, appearing top-heavy and suspected of being anticlimactic.

You can also see that our article actually focuses on the style of reasoning and deciphering. Almost every story is cleared from the fog to see the truth during the thinking process of the painters. If the whole incident ends The deciphering process is not as difficult and heavy as a certain painting, so it can't support the big frame built with thirteen paintings.

Therefore, in the final decryption process, the entrants will go through repeated proofs, proofs and dialectics, and gradually approach the truth. Therefore, the content of reasoning and dialectics, intricate and repeated deliberations will occupy an important part.Xingyue feels that if the main line puzzle that runs through the whole text allows the participants to guess right and get to the truth in one shot, it will not be very real, and it will appear too rushed to end, and they will not be responsible for the whole text to the end. .

Therefore, Xingyue Gulu came up to give everyone a warning, and there will be a few chapters of analysis and reasoning in the future. I am afraid that if you see bald little fairies, if you feel that being bald every day is too abused, you might as well save a few chapters. After a one-time baldness (hey!)~

However, if Xingyue writes the manuscript quickly enough, the last few chapters of the main text will probably be published within the same day, and the little fairies who want to save articles should not leave for too long~

I wish you all a happy weekend, okay~