V12.chapter 13

Name:Paintings of Terror Author:瑆玥
Throughout the morning, several people have been rummaging through the boxes and cabinets of houses in the residential area, launching a carpet search.

However, after all, there were too few people. Even if Fang Fei, Gu Qingqing and Wu you joined in later, they were still slow.

At noon, Qin gave Weidong and Luo GUI back with the water plants and two rabbits they had found. "The rabbits were caught by radishes." Wei Dong handed Kexun the rabbit, who was playing and struggling with animals. "This boy is really good. He is very professional in digging hunting traps. In the afternoon, we will go into the forest again. There are still several traps that we haven't checked. Maybe we have caught other animals, I'm afraid you'll worry. We'll come back first. "

"There is a specialty in technology," Shaoling heard, boasting of Luo Zhen, who was wiping sweat beside him. "Everyone has his own place to use."

Kexun took the rabbit to deal with it, peeled the skin and bled the blood and took out the viscera. Luo and Weidong had set up a fire outside, and Kexun took the meat to roast.

"The blood on the meat can't be washed. It's supposed to be fishy. Let's make do with it." Kexun squatted down to the fire, wet his clothes with sweat, and simply took off his coat and went to battle barehanded.

In view of the hot situation in the house last night, some people were busy with the construction of the shed, and some of them were busy with the building of the shed for the time being, and some of them were busy with the building of the shed for the time being, even if they were busy with the hot conditions outside the house, some of them would like to check the water out of the house even if they were busy with the hot conditions outside.

Tian Yang is still sitting outside the room last night. Weidong gives him a cup of plant juice and looks at his face. His mood is very complicated.

He was stained with those black blood. At present, I don't know what bad consequences will be. However, no one dares to take the risk to let him contact with others. He is thus tacitly and quietly excluded But what can be done?

Wei Dong thinks this painting is very cruel.

It's not just the way of death, but the sense of loneliness, helplessness and abandonment that are avoided by our companions, which is much better than the taste of death.

I have to suffer such psychological torture before I die.

"Put up a sunshade for you." Weidong tries to make his tone sound the same as he treats other people.

Tian Yang looked up at him slowly and gave him a bitter smile: "I'm not worth your pity You still hate me... "

"You did a lot of harm to Ke'er at the beginning," Wei Dong said. "They all called Ke'er a dead homosexual. They thought that he was dogging you as a straight man. There were more than a dozen stupid people who organized themselves to block Ke'er on the road after school and said they would beat him to death. Anyway, he was a homosexual.

"You know, Cole was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up. From the beginning to the end, he didn't say that you were the same. At that time, I did hate you to death, but how to say, since I experienced the incident of painting, I felt that all the hatred and complaints had become a very meaningless and useless thing. I didn't know when I could live. How could I have time and mood to remember those things and people who made me unhappy.

"What's more, you're in now. We're all degenerates in the world. Apart from life and death, everything in the past is just a fart. Let it go and it's over. In front of you, you can only learn to look forward just like us. Don't look back. Xiao Kai is dead. No matter how painful and sad you are, you can't use fart. Look forward and try your best to get out alive.

"You know, my parents are the driving force for me to survive. I just want to think about how the old couple can do for the rest of their lives if I die, and how painful it will be. Who will support them and who will enjoy themselves, I will..."

At this point, Weidong's voice was a bit choked, forced to take a deep breath, and then said, "you are not Cole. Xiao Kai is not the only one in your life. What about your father and mother? What about your wife and children? It's here for the death of Xiao Kai. Xiao Kai is more important than them? It's so important. Why not divorce your wife and stay with Xiao Kai? Well, I won't pour chicken soup with you. After all, you can do as you please. If you blame us for isolating you, it's strange, because in our minds, there is only one purpose, that is, to live and to go out alive. "

Tian Yang looked at him, his lips trembled for a while, and slowly took a breath. He murmured in a hoarse voice: "chicken soup is good Good This kind of place Without chicken soup, where did you get the belief to live... "

Then he picked up the cup, poured the juice into his stomach, wiped his mouth, looked up and said to Wei Dong, "please help me build a sunshade. I don't have much strength now I will not go to be with you, so as not to involve you

"Yes, you wait." Wei Dong turned his head and walked away. After a while, he carried things with Ke Xun. Ke Xun also held a baked rabbit leg in his hand.

"Eat, don't pick the taste." Kexun handed the rabbit leg to him, and then together with Wei Dong, he built a sunshade for him.

"If you need help, you can assign me some tasks," Tian Yang said to Kexun. "One more person can save more time."

"OK," Ke Xun thought for a moment, "We searched some books from these houses in the morning. You can check them and see if you can find some clues from the books."There are a lot of books found in the house, about hundreds of them. Yesterday, when searching for clues in the house, we found these books, but there was limited time. We only looked at the title of the books, but we didn't have time to find them. This time, we moved all the books outside, and prepared to spend an afternoon gambling to see if they can be found and signed Traces of Guan.

Kexun carried dozens of books to Tian Yang, and then filled him with a cup of plant juice: "if you have any problems, please call on us."

The rest of them gathered at a place not too far away from him. They all sat under the sunshade, each with a large pile of books in front of them, and began to take time to read them.

There are many kinds of books, including Chinese books and foreign books. Some of them have been read and known, and some have never been heard of.

This is a very time-consuming and energy-consuming work, but no one dares to relax.

At more than three o'clock in the afternoon, Qin gave Weidong and Luo GUI ready to go into the forest again to get water plants and prey in the trap. Ke Xun threw the books on his hand to the rest of the people for a meeting.

"It's not long before dark," he said. "We need to prepare for tonight's response. I thought about it for a moment. It's better to stay in the house than outside. If we are outside, the skin and blood of those people are not blocked. No matter where we go, we may be surrounded and submerged. We need to find a more airtight room and plug the gap between the doors and windows

"You say, can we stand on the roof?" Wu you pointed to the house next to him, "you see, the roofs of these houses are inclined, and no matter how much blood there is, it is impossible to diffuse them."

"But you have to take into account the human skin and the unidentified materials," Kexun said. "Although the blood can't pile up, the unidentified materials can. If they pile up higher and higher around the house, they can also go up to the roof."

"It makes sense," Wu You nodded, "then Then it's still in the house. "

Last night that terrible situation, in fact, let everyone have a very deep psychological shadow and resistance to exclusion of the closed room in the house.

"I remember that house over there. There's a room in it that's clean." Shaoling pointed to a house and said, "in view of the amount of blood that infiltrated into the house last night, I think we can prepare several high tables and stack them, all of us stay on them."

"Work and think." Kexun stood up and looked at He Tang lying beside Fang Fei. "How is she?"

Fang Fei slightly shakes his head: "burning badly, now I don't know if I fell asleep or fainted. The situation is a bit like yesterday's Xiao Kai."

All of them were silent for a moment. Ke Xun turned to look at Tian Yang not far away. He was lying on the ground, but he was still struggling to read the rest of the books with a few books under his head.

"It's a little strange," said Zhu Haowen. "He Tang didn't get blood. Why did this happen? If it is not really related to blood, we may have to reconsider the screening criteria for death

They left he Tang at the same place, went to the house pointed out by Shaoling, and moved several high tables from other houses, which almost covered the whole room.

Zhu Haowen also collected several raincoats and distributed them to the public: "to be on the safe side."

We all know the meaning of these four words. Although it sounds cruel, it is also helpless.

When Kexun saw the raincoat, he had an idea. He found hammers, nails, transparent glue and other things. He pasted the raincoat outside the window, nailed it tightly, and nailed another layer inside the window.

"For the rest, we'll all get into the house before dark and close the door as much as we can." Kexun said.

Almost ready, all the talents come out of the house, but he Tang is still in a coma. Tian Yang curls up with his head covered.

"Tian Yang," Ke Xun walked over, "how are you?"

However, I know in my heart that asking is a white question. No matter how he is now, no one can help him.

"It hurts..." Tian Yang raised his face from his arms. His face was white and frightening. He looked like Xiao Kai yesterday.

"Where does it hurt?" Asked Ke Xun.

"Eyes Behind the eyeball It's killing me... " Tian Yang groaned in pain.

"Don't worry about these books anymore," Kexun leaned down. "If you agree, I'll make you dizzy. Maybe it'll be better."

Tian Yang shook his head: "I know I don't have much time I don't want to die, Cole. I'm afraid of death I am especially afraid of You don't know. You don't know how I feel now I, I wish I could live longer Cole, don't make me dizzy. I only have so little time left to live... "

Tian Yang some incoherent, difficult to restrain from choking up.

Kexun looked at him in silence. Under such circumstances, any comforting language was powerless.

"Cole I'm sorry for you... " Tian Yang shook his voice, "at that time, I shouldn't have..."

"It's all over," Kexun said quietly. "When I was young, who didn't do a few stupid things that I regret. Now it's ridiculous to think about it. Don't think about it. While there is still time, you Record what you want to leave for your family on your cell phone - just in case. "This chapter is a transitional chapter that needs a transition between time and plot. After a look, it seems that there is no hard core material, so we decided to add a new chapter later. Don't forget to read it

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