The two men moved cautiously in the direction of the small village.
Kexun's eyesight has always been very good, but the village in the distance still looks like a blur, with only a general outline, such as a photo with low pixels or an ancient painting.
"What do you call it..." Wei Dong walked shivering beside him. By talking to ease his fear, he kept looking at both sides, "is it really a dream? Do you think we crossed? What kind of parallel space did you enter by accident? Can we go back, you say
"Hush, shut up," Kexun said in a low voice. "The more you can't make out the situation, the more calm you will be. The horror film will see you in vain."
"Why do you have to be a horror movie? Don't scare me!" Weidong didn't dare to speak any more, but he also lowered his voice.
In fact, Ke Xun's mind was full of ups and downs.
The situation in front of me came too suddenly and strangely, and I was too confused to put it on anyone.
Weidong is obviously scared out of control. Two people can't panic. One of them has to keep calm - at least on the surface.
The two men tried to keep their feet as light as possible. In the silent night, everything was very loud. In the dark and fuzzy places around them, it seemed that there were always some suppressed things or sounds.
With the distance from the village closer and closer, the scene is more and more clear. In the thick black night fog, a piece of dilapidated earth wall mud grass building houses, slowly presented in front of us.
Outside the village, there were seven or eight people.
"Someone!" Wei Dong gave a low cry. There was surprise, fear and joy in his voice.
Fear is because we can't be sure whether the group is human or "human.".
Kexun narrowed his eyes and looked at it. There were more joyful elements in his voice: "it's human."
He saw a man inside with a cell phone.
The mobile phone party is worthy of being the biggest creature in the world. It looks at the mobile phone when driving, taking the children to watch the mobile phone, crossing the road to see the mobile phone. After being hit by a car, the first thing on the ground is to look at the mobile phone.
Now in such a strange environment, still look at the mobile phone.
But you have to admit that where there is a mobile party, everything will look very indifferent?
The two men quickened their pace and ran towards the men.
"Man! Does anyone know what's going on here? " Wei Dong can't wait to ask one of the young people who has been looking at them.
In his twenties, he was also dressed in a large yellow and white linen shirt. His hair was the same as that of Kexun Weidong. He was shaved short on both sides and tied a greasy braid on the back of his head.
"Nine, ten." Small braid count, looked back at other people, "still three, still have to wait."
"Man, explain it." Wei Dong asked.
Kexun looked at these people.
There are men and women, old and young, middle-aged men with beer bellies and fat bellies. There are also students who are nervous and green.
All of them, without exception, were wearing odd linen clothes.
Who are these people?
The little braid glanced at Weidong, then at Kexun. There was no expression on his face: "wait, there are three more people to come. Let's talk about it."
Wei Dong looks at Ke Xun, and Ke Xun gives him a wink: wait, watch the change.
Taking advantage of the inexplicable effort of waiting, Ke Xun observed secretly.
The first observation is the one playing with mobile phones just now.
He is a man in his thirties, wearing a pair of black rimmed glasses, with his head down all the time. The light of the mobile phone screen hits his face, which looks very numb and weird.
Kexun also touched himself and his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.
This is even more bizarre - although the clothes have changed, but the things that I carried with me before are still there. Besides the mobile phone, there are home keys and half a pack of gum.
It's like the clothes on your body have changed in style and texture, nothing else has changed.
What the hell is going on?
After unlocking the fingerprint, Kexun found that the screen of the mobile phone finally turned on, but the upper end showed "no signal".
…… Shit.
It's just the routine of dog blood movies - when you need to call the police or contact someone else, your mobile phone will never have a signal, you will never be able to start a fire when you need to drive away, and you will always find the wrong key when you need to open the door for refuge.
Taking the mobile phone back, Ke Xun looked around, and his eyes could not help falling on one of the tallest people.
This man is really outstanding, not only his size, but also his appearance.
White skin, handsome eyebrows and eyes, cold expression, calm temperament, no matter how many people stand in the crowd, you can first notice him.
Even if he is also dressed in coarse linen, others look like wearing hemp and filial piety, but he wears idle clouds and wild cranes, which is romantic in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
The man noticed Kexun's eyes, glanced lightly, then moved away without any waves, and looked into the distance of the blurred scenery.Wei Dong couldn't help but look around. He rubbed up to the 16-7-year-old student's sister and asked in a low voice, "sister, do you know what's going on?"
"I don't know I just came They don't tell me What to do I'm afraid of I'm afraid... " Then he sobbed.
Seeing that he was crying, Wei Dong patted the girl on the shoulder: "Oh, don't cry. There are so many people here. It's OK. It's OK. After a while, we can go back by looking for the way together. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. "
"I just came in to see a painting. How could that be..." The student sister wiped her tears and sobbed, "my mother told me to go back early. If it hadn't rained, I couldn't come in to shelter myself from the rain. How could I have met this..."
The word "terrible" at the back seemed to be afraid to say it, so she began to cry again.
"Look at the picture? Did you go to the art gallery to see the paintings Wei Dong asked.
The student sister nodded: "I just went in to avoid the rain. I had known that I would not come in even though I was drenched in the rain."
"Is it the starry sky art gallery?" Wei Dong asked.
The student sister continued to nod.
"Is it the exhibition hall of the secret opera of spring palace?" Wei Dong asked again.
"Ah?" The student sister looked up at him with tears on her face.
"Well, no, it's the dark hall with no windows, and all the paintings are as if they were pasted with excrement." Weidong competition.
The student sister nodded: "in the dark hall, as soon as I went in, the power was cut off, and then a light was on, and then I I'm here somehow... " Then he began to cry again.
Wei Dong turned to see Ke Xun: "we all come here like this."
Ke Xun raised his eyes and looked at the people in front of him. These people were very strange.
If everyone came to this strange place in the same way, they would be as flustered and confused as Weidong and he. Even if they could suppress the confusion, they would ask questions and find a reasonable explanation. Instead of being like this, most people are very quiet and calm, just like
It's as if you've been used to it for a long time, or you know why.
Kexun winked at Wei Dong.
Two people grow up in a pair of open crotch pants, tacit understanding, one eye in the past, each other can know.
Wei Dong closed his mouth and stood quietly beside Ke Xun, keeping a certain distance with these people intentionally or unintentionally.
After waiting for more than 40 minutes, three more people came to the depths of the decaying grass in the suburbs. One of them was still a little familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered that this was the owner of pancakes across from the art gallery.
"I went into the art gallery and looked for the toilet to pee. Why am I here?" The pancake stall owner looked at the crowd in disbelief.
"Here we are." Previously that greasy pigtail ignored the new three people's questioning, turned to look at other people, "can go in."
"Where are you going? Where is this? " The pancake owner grabbed him by the arm.
Little braid looks at him, the face still has no expression, the voice sounds a bit gloomy: "in the picture."
"- painting? What painting? " The pancake owner is at a loss.
"Did you enter an art gallery? Did you enter a showroom? Is there a picture shining in the exhibition hall? Did you come into this place immediately? " The braid asked impatiently.
"Yes Yeah, what's wrong? That painting is very strange... " The pancake owner was vaguely aware of something.
"You are in that picture now!" The little braid shook off him and strode to the village with the others who had already started to leave.
Ke Xun and Wei Dong look at each other.
"True or false..." Weidong was in a daze, "how can people get into the painting I don't believe... "
"I don't believe it!" The last three people called out, "how can it be! Where is this? Who are you all? What do you want to do? "
No one paid attention to it. Those who were in the first place just went to the village.
Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun: "how to fix it? Follow them or... "
These people act strangely, follow their words, I do not know whether it is a blessing or a curse.
Kexun looked around and gritted his teeth: "follow me."
Two of the later three refused to follow, but they stayed in the same place and yelled. However, the pancake owner strode to catch up with him, grabbed one of the first group of people and glared at him and said, "don't go! You have to make it clear! What's going on here? "
This is the young man who stands out from the crowd.
The man stopped and gave him a faint look: "it's in the picture. As for why people are in the painting, I don't know. But if you want to go out and go back to the world, you'd better follow us. "
The voice is like his people, very cold.
The pancake owner wanted to hold on to him, but he pinched it on his wrist. The pancake owner was forced to let go of his hand.The group didn't care if the next few people followed. It was as if they had been waiting for more than 40 minutes just to get together.
Kexun counted them. There were 13 people in total.
It seems that Ke Dong wants to know the strange way to get rid of these people.
In this way, he took a few steps to catch up with this man and walked with him side by side. He looked at him with a gentle voice and a harmless expression: "my friend, you see, it's the first time that we've met this kind of thing. It's hard to avoid asking more questions. Can you tell us in detail what's going on and how can we get out of here?"
The man also gave him a faint look, his eyes fell back to the front again, and his voice was still full of coldness: "if you want to leave, there is only one way: to survive and find your signature."
Signature?
The two men moved cautiously in the direction of the small village.
Kexun's eyesight has always been very good, but the village in the distance still looks like a blur, with only a general outline, such as a photo with low pixels or an ancient painting.
"What do you call it..." Wei Dong walked shivering beside him. By talking to ease his fear, he kept looking at both sides, "is it really a dream? Do you think we crossed? What kind of parallel space did you enter by accident? Can we go back, you say
"Hush, shut up," Kexun said in a low voice. "The more you can't make out the situation, the more calm you will be. The horror film will see you in vain."
"Why do you have to be a horror movie? Don't scare me!" Weidong didn't dare to speak any more, but he also lowered his voice.
In fact, Ke Xun's mind was full of ups and downs.
The situation in front of me came too suddenly and strangely, and I was too confused to put it on anyone.
Weidong is obviously scared out of control. Two people can't panic. One of them has to keep calm - at least on the surface.
The two men tried to keep their feet as light as possible. In the silent night, everything was very loud. In the dark and fuzzy places around them, it seemed that there were always some suppressed things or sounds.
With the distance from the village closer and closer, the scene is more and more clear. In the thick black night fog, a piece of dilapidated earth wall mud grass building houses, slowly presented in front of us.
Outside the village, there were seven or eight people.
"Someone!" Wei Dong gave a low cry. There was surprise, fear and joy in his voice.
Fear is because we can't be sure whether the group is human or "human.".
Kexun narrowed his eyes and looked at it. There were more joyful elements in his voice: "it's human."
He saw a man inside with a cell phone.
The mobile phone party is worthy of being the biggest creature in the world. It looks at the mobile phone when driving, taking the children to watch the mobile phone, crossing the road to see the mobile phone. After being hit by a car, the first thing on the ground is to look at the mobile phone.
Now in such a strange environment, still look at the mobile phone.
But you have to admit that where there is a mobile party, everything will look very indifferent?
The two men quickened their pace and ran towards the men.
"Man! Does anyone know what's going on here? " Wei Dong can't wait to ask one of the young people who has been looking at them.
In his twenties, he was also dressed in a large yellow and white linen shirt. His hair was the same as that of Kexun Weidong. He was shaved short on both sides and tied a greasy braid on the back of his head.
"Nine, ten." Small braid count, looked back at other people, "still three, still have to wait."
"Man, explain it." Wei Dong asked.
Kexun looked at these people.
There are men and women, old and young, middle-aged men with beer bellies and fat bellies. There are also students who are nervous and green.
All of them, without exception, were wearing odd linen clothes.
Who are these people?
The little braid glanced at Weidong, then at Kexun. There was no expression on his face: "wait, there are three more people to come. Let's talk about it."
Wei Dong looks at Ke Xun, and Ke Xun gives him a wink: wait, watch the change.
Taking advantage of the inexplicable effort of waiting, Ke Xun observed secretly.
The first observation is the one playing with mobile phones just now.
He is a man in his thirties, wearing a pair of black rimmed glasses, with his head down all the time. The light of the mobile phone screen hits his face, which looks very numb and weird.
Kexun also touched himself and his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.
This is even more bizarre - although the clothes have changed, but the things that I carried with me before are still there. Besides the mobile phone, there are home keys and half a pack of gum.
It's like the clothes on your body have changed in style and texture, nothing else has changed.
What the hell is going on?
After unlocking the fingerprint, Kexun found that the screen of the mobile phone finally turned on, but the upper end showed "no signal".
…… Shit.
It's just the routine of dog blood movies - when you need to call the police or contact someone else, your mobile phone will never have a signal, you will never be able to start a fire when you need to drive away, and you will always find the wrong key when you need to open the door for refuge.
Taking the mobile phone back, Ke Xun looked around, and his eyes could not help falling on one of the tallest people.
This man is really outstanding, not only his size, but also his appearance.
White skin, handsome eyebrows and eyes, cold expression, calm temperament, no matter how many people stand in the crowd, you can first notice him.
Even if he is also dressed in coarse linen, others look like wearing hemp and filial piety, but he wears idle clouds and wild cranes, which is romantic in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
The man noticed Kexun's eyes, glanced lightly, then moved away without any waves, and looked into the distance of the blurred scenery.Wei Dong couldn't help but look around. He rubbed up to the 16-7-year-old student's sister and asked in a low voice, "sister, do you know what's going on?"
"I don't know I just came They don't tell me What to do I'm afraid of I'm afraid... " Then he sobbed.
Seeing that he was crying, Wei Dong patted the girl on the shoulder: "Oh, don't cry. There are so many people here. It's OK. It's OK. After a while, we can go back by looking for the way together. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. "
"I just came in to see a painting. How could that be..." The student sister wiped her tears and sobbed, "my mother told me to go back early. If it hadn't rained, I couldn't come in to shelter myself from the rain. How could I have met this..."
The word "terrible" at the back seemed to be afraid to say it, so she began to cry again.
"Look at the picture? Did you go to the art gallery to see the paintings Wei Dong asked.
The student sister nodded: "I just went in to avoid the rain. I had known that I would not come in even though I was drenched in the rain."
"Is it the starry sky art gallery?" Wei Dong asked.
The student sister continued to nod.
"Is it the exhibition hall of the secret opera of spring palace?" Wei Dong asked again.
"Ah?" The student sister looked up at him with tears on her face.
"Well, no, it's the dark hall with no windows, and all the paintings are as if they were pasted with excrement." Weidong competition.
The student sister nodded: "in the dark hall, as soon as I went in, the power was cut off, and then a light was on, and then I I'm here somehow... " Then he began to cry again.
Wei Dong turned to see Ke Xun: "we all come here like this."
Ke Xun raised his eyes and looked at the people in front of him. These people were very strange.
If everyone came to this strange place in the same way, they would be as flustered and confused as Weidong and he. Even if they could suppress the confusion, they would ask questions and find a reasonable explanation. Instead of being like this, most people are very quiet and calm, just like
It's as if you've been used to it for a long time, or you know why.
Kexun winked at Wei Dong.
Two people grow up in a pair of open crotch pants, tacit understanding, one eye in the past, each other can know.
Wei Dong closed his mouth and stood quietly beside Ke Xun, keeping a certain distance with these people intentionally or unintentionally.
After waiting for more than 40 minutes, three more people came to the depths of the decaying grass in the suburbs. One of them was still a little familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered that this was the owner of pancakes across from the art gallery.
"I went into the art gallery and looked for the toilet to pee. Why am I here?" The pancake stall owner looked at the crowd in disbelief.
"Here we are." Previously that greasy pigtail ignored the new three people's questioning, turned to look at other people, "can go in."
"Where are you going? Where is this? " The pancake owner grabbed him by the arm.
Little braid looks at him, the face still has no expression, the voice sounds a bit gloomy: "in the picture."
"- painting? What painting? " The pancake owner is at a loss.
"Did you enter an art gallery? Did you enter a showroom? Is there a picture shining in the exhibition hall? Did you come into this place immediately? " The braid asked impatiently.
"Yes Yeah, what's wrong? That painting is very strange... " The pancake owner was vaguely aware of something.
"You are in that picture now!" The little braid shook off him and strode to the village with the others who had already started to leave.
Ke Xun and Wei Dong look at each other.
"True or false..." Weidong was in a daze, "how can people get into the painting I don't believe... "
"I don't believe it!" The last three people called out, "how can it be! Where is this? Who are you all? What do you want to do? "
No one paid attention to it. Those who were in the first place just went to the village.
Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun: "how to fix it? Follow them or... "
These people act strangely, follow their words, I do not know whether it is a blessing or a curse.
Kexun looked around and gritted his teeth: "follow me."
Two of the later three refused to follow, but they stayed in the same place and yelled. However, the pancake owner strode to catch up with him, grabbed one of the first group of people and glared at him and said, "don't go! You have to make it clear! What's going on here? "
This is the young man who stands out from the crowd.
The man stopped and gave him a faint look: "it's in the picture. As for why people are in the painting, I don't know. But if you want to go out and go back to the world, you'd better follow us. "
The voice is like his people, very cold.
The pancake owner wanted to hold on to him, but he pinched it on his wrist. The pancake owner was forced to let go of his hand.The group didn't care if the next few people followed. It was as if they had been waiting for more than 40 minutes just to get together.
Kexun counted them. There were 13 people in total.
It seems that Ke Dong wants to know the strange way to get rid of these people.
In this way, he took a few steps to catch up with this man and walked with him side by side. He looked at him with a gentle voice and a harmless expression: "my friend, you see, it's the first time that we've met this kind of thing. It's hard to avoid asking more questions. Can you tell us in detail what's going on and how can we get out of here?"
The man also gave him a faint look, his eyes fell back to the front again, and his voice was still full of coldness: "if you want to leave, there is only one way: to survive and find your signature."
Signature?
