V7.chapter 9

Name:Paintings of Terror Author:瑆玥
"About Millan," Mu Yi Ran said, "all I know is that he died at the age of 38, and that he died abnormally."

"Abnormal death?" The cat's ear tip stood up and looked at him.

"Suicide." Mu Yiran said, "it seems that he didn't get married. He lived alone all the time. He was found dead in his small apartment. He took too much sleeping pills. There was no suicide note. There was only one painting just finished. If not expected, this" pure land "may be the last work of his life

"In this way, it seems that we can understand the reason why the painting was named pure land," Qin said. "When he drew this painting, he might have been determined to die. Death may be a relief for him, Like many people, he thinks that he can be as relaxed and carefree as the bliss after his death. Is it possible that he is suffering from disease and has no medicine to cure, so he wants to be relieved by death? "

"At this time, there is no way to verify," Mu Yi Ran looked at the six doors in the room. "If this painting is his will, what we have to do is to find out what is the connection between the world he created and his life experience and the cause of death."

"Now that we know the contents of the three worlds, shall we check the remaining three worlds tomorrow?" Asked Rowe.

"We can only check it tomorrow. Night is the most dangerous time in the painting," Qin said, looking at one of the doors. "Qi Qiang and the other two people have not come back yet. We don't know if something happened."

"Go and get them back!" Zhao haicui suddenly exclaimed, "are they lost?! Can something happen?! You know this place well. Go and find them back

Weidong has long been provoked by this woman. Hearing the words, he replied: "do we have this obligation?! Elder sister, do you have a make-up mirror, please take a look at how big your face is

"You -" Zhao haicui started to make a noise, but nobody would pay attention to her.

"Sister Zhao, why don't we two go and find them," said Zhang Lifeng, a colleague who came in with Zhao haicui. "We've agreed to leave a mark. Let's follow the marks they made and we should be able to find them."

Although Zhao haicui's people are wonderful, they are also persistent in their companions. Wen Yan stares at others fiercely and follows Zhang Lifeng to the door where the other two colleagues enter.

"The last advice," Kexun said to the two people, "running around at night will really die. You can take care of yourself."

Zhao haicui twisted his face and scolded: "I believe you are a ghost! You're a good old man! Disgusting

After that, he pushed the door with Zhang Lifeng and left.

Ke Xun:

Wei Dong held out his hand: "if people rush to death, the Lord Yan can't stop him. Meow

Ke Xun:

All of them said, "well

It was more than eight o'clock in the evening. The people who stayed in the original room sat on the ground waiting for dawn or death.

Of course, people don't wait to die. Analyzing paintings and exploring clues has become a tacit understanding formed by the cooperation of old members for many times.

"There are layers of fog in front of us, which is more difficult to understand than any painting we have entered before," Qin said in a deep voice. "At present, there are two puzzles in front of us:

" first, the styles of paintings in the three known worlds are very different, and the ages are different, so we can't find any clues;

"second, what can the props we people get What kind of effect.

"Now we may as well pool our ideas and expand our thinking. We should not be limited by the established cognition. Even if it sounds unreasonable, we can also say it for other people's reference.

"Xiaomu, you Well, you come first

Qin CI almost choked. He saw that Ke Xun was lying on Mu Yiran's thigh like a lazy cat. His eyes narrowed into two crescent shaped arcs, and he opened his mouth and yawned.

"I'm blind in the manger." Wei Dong, who was holding his hand, blocked his face and began to make complaints about Zhu Haowen's Tucao. He said, "we must not be there."

Zhu Haowen drooped his eyes, and there was no expression on his face.

Mu Yi Ran raised his eyes from the big lazy cat's face on his legs, looked at several people in front of him, and said in a low voice: "when it comes to the painting styles of the three worlds, the props we get do not belong to one painting style and period. I think this may have something to do with these six worlds."

Like a word to wake up the dreamer, Zhu Haowen suddenly raised his head and looked at him: "do you mean that the props in our hands may correspond to these six worlds?"

Mu Yi Ran nodded slightly: "we might as well do the connection question."

Divide the 13 props you have and the three known worlds on both sides, and then find out the correlation between them.

"I have a pen and paper with me." Rowe took a notebook the size of a palm and a pen from his coat pocket.

On the left is the prop column:

ancient world known world

The paper-cut two-dimensional world in the late Qing Dynasty

the anthropomorphic animal world in the background of modern society

people looked at the contents of the two columns on the paper together, and then discussed the results of line classification.

[ancient world before the Qing Dynasty] applicable props: two longan cores, ancient scholars' scarves, ancient carved copper basin, brush, fishing rod, sword, fruit, red round stone;

[paper cut two-dimensional world in the late Qing Dynasty] applicable props: fishing rod.

Applicable props: fruit, red round stone, cat beard, rabbit ear headdress, cat ear headdress, dragon horn headdress.

"There is no two-dimensional plane in our props," Rowe said, pointing to the contents of the paper. "But because there are fishermen in this two-dimensional world, Mr. Qin's fishing rod can be temporarily connected to the world. In addition, there is one thing in the props, that is, black bell bottoms and red and white striped T. strictly speaking, this suit is also applicable to the anthropomorphic animal world. However, we still don't know the contents of the other three worlds. Maybe this suit can be summed up in the other three worlds. "

"Thirteen of us have 13 props, and there are only six in the world," Zhu Haowen continued. "It shows that some of the things we summarized above belong to the other three worlds, and the first ancient world has the most props. From another angle, it can be proved that in the other three worlds, there must be another one similar to the first ancient one The existence of the world, it will shunt these props. "

"Meow, do you think these props are equivalent to a kind of game breaking key," said Ke Xun Fu on Mu Yiran's legs, holding his hands in a farmer's posture. "These six worlds are equivalent to six locks. We have to find the corresponding keyhole with the corresponding key to open the door and clear the customs, meow?"

"In view of the fact that it is not allowed to change props according to the rules," Mu Yi Ran accepted his words, "it is only for us who enter the painting to carry the props of their own choice and enter the corresponding world. Perhaps only in this way can we find clues and Millan's signature."

"No wonder we people just entered those three worlds and got nothing," Wei Dong suddenly said. "Obviously, some of us have entered the wrong world. The props we bring are not consistent with the world painting style we enter. It's the same as inputting the wrong password. Of course, we can't open the corresponding program."

"So tomorrow, we can try to re group the props according to their styles and choose the appropriate world to enter." Qin said.

Wei Dong took out his props, the brush, from his pocket and said, "according to my props, I should enter the world that Kere and his colleagues entered."

"Then I will enter the anthropomorphic animal world?" Kexun finally left Mu Yiran's thigh, sat upright, turned his face and looked at Mu Yiran. "Yiran's props are fruits, which are applicable to the first ancient world, the anthropomorphic animal world, and even the other three worlds."

"It's like drawing a lottery against a number," Rowe said. "If you hit three or more of the same numbers, you win the grand prize. Since the fruit may be suitable for many worlds, we may as well try it a few more times, and maybe we can meet the right one in one world, as well as other people. If we enter these six worlds in different combinations, we will always be able to touch the right one. "

They all nodded and agreed. Without a word for a moment, they found a corner to rest and watch out for anything that might happen after midnight.

Kexun and Mu Yiran sat together, leaning against the wall and looking up at the wallpaper on the wall and ceiling. With the advent of night, the star and moon patterns printed on the wallpaper gradually gave off a star yellow light, and seemed to be slowly flowing. It looked like a dream. If it was not in the horror painting that might be weird and tragic at any time, this room would be as beautiful as a fairy tale okay.

"Yiran meow," Mu Yi Ran listened to Ke Xun speak to him in an unnatural voice, "do you have any discomfort after eating that strange fruit?"

Mu Yi Ran did not answer, but looked at him: "how do you feel now?"

Kexun thought for a moment, and meow: "it's very spiritual, and it's very clear to see things. Look, the light in the room is bright and dark now, meow. But I sit here, and I can see the little scurry meow on the chin of the opposite east son."

Mu Yi Ran frowned imperceptibly. He suddenly raised his hand and gently hooked Gou Kexun's chin. Then he heard a slight snoring sound in Kexun's chest.

"My God, meow..." Ke Xun's voice was low and dumb. He arched upward and approached Mu Yi Ran's face. "Are you teasing me, big man?"Mu Yi Ran looks down at him, also low dumb voice, light ground asks: "very comfortable?"

"It's very comfortable, meow ~ ~" Kexun put his hand on Mu Yiran's shoulder, hung his whole upper body on his chest, and arched his cheek with the tip of his nose, "come on, Yiran, make me, meow."

Mu Yi Ran raised his hand again, but he did not hook his chin like he did just now. Instead, he put his hand behind his neck and then squeezed it: "move and see."

However, Kexun did not move, as if he had been pinched by a soft hemp hole. His eyes were so wide that he could not even speak.

Mu Yi let go of him. His voice was still deep, but it was endless serious: "Kexun, you are becoming a cat."

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