Darkness and silence always make people feel uneasy.
Ke Xun worried about Weidong, thought for a moment, and asked Mu Yiran, "if I go to the firewood room now, will it be ok?"
Mu Yi Ran's voice rang after a moment: "I'm not sure if there's something I don't know. I only know that the last one who ran around in the night died with only a heavenly cover."
“……” Kexun leaned back on the sack, but he didn't want to keep silent like he had just done. That feeling was like waiting for death. So, if he didn't die in silence, he talked about death in silence: "remember you said this is the third painting you entered. How did you find your signature or seal on the first two paintings? Can you tell me about it?"
"No interest." However, he did not give face.
“…… You have no spirit to form a team, "Kexun said." if you have one more helper, you will have more hope. You will not be willing to let me drag you down. "
After a while, Mu Yi Ran began to speak again: "there is no rule, it's no use talking about it."
As soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt hot in his ears. The boy beside him had no consciousness of being strangers to each other. He came up to him naturally, lowered his voice in his ear and asked seriously, "where do you think the seal of this painting will be? Do you have an idea? "
Mu Yi Ran frowned. He had never seen anyone so familiar.
Sit up, cold back to him: "if you can keep quiet, maybe soon will have an idea."
"Let me ask you one last question," the boy was obviously cheeky. "If we don't go out in this room all night, is there really any danger?"
Mu Yi was silent for a while. Seeing that the boy was waiting for his answer, he finally opened his mouth: "not necessarily. We should connect the content of the painting with the current situation. Generally speaking, the most dangerous place is the focus of the whole situation. Just like a painting, there are places that focus on performance, and there are secondary places that serve as the background or to set off the key points. If you and I happen to be in the most important place in the painting, then maybe there will be death tonight. "
After a while, Ke Xun's voice began to ring: "I think, just look down. The point should not be our granary, and the discerning eye will see that The spirit hall. "
Mu Yi Ran said softly: "according to people's habitual thinking, most people will think that the soul hall is the focus of the whole courtyard. But if you look at the picture shown in the whole painting, maybe the spirit hall is not the most important place. A painting that makes people see the meaning of a painting at a glance can only be regarded as a "good painting", but it is not necessarily a masterpiece. "
"So you mean, even if the spirit hall is the key point from the painting, the real intention of this painting is not necessarily in the spirit hall. It may be the three old locust trees beside the yard, or the old man's house, or our granary," Ke Xun thought. "The real point is to guess according to the intention of the painting Yes, isn't it? "
Mu Yi Ran "um".
"By the way, what is this painting about?" Asked Ke Xun.
"Didn't you look before you came in?" Mu Yi Ran asked.
"I was frightened at that time. I can't afford to look at it. Even if I saw it, I forgot it now," said Kexun. "I remember that it was black with some gray things in the middle."
Mu Yi was silent again. Ke Xun felt that this guy probably despised him in his heart. After a while, he heard him say, "the name of this painting is Bai Shi, which was painted by a painter named Li Jinghao. This painter preferred the painting of Humanities and customs. When he was young, he traveled around and recorded different folk customs in different places with his brush. This painting is one of them. It depicts a picture of a remote mountain village doing white affairs. The whole picture is gloomy and full of tension. It shows that... "
When he was about to ask, he felt a hand quickly put on his mouth. The palm was dry and cool, with a little smell of soap.
Originally, Kexun wanted to hide, but when he reacted, he gave up immediately and let him cover him.
Once again, the house fell into the silence that could be heard by the needle falling. Maybe in the dark, people's five senses would be more sensitive than usual. Kexun faintly heard several unusual sounds, which came from the courtyard outside the house.
Hold your breath and listen to your ears. The sound is more vivid, chirping, clucking, peeling, like The paper is ringing.
Kexun thought of the paper money and paper Yuan Bao hanging outside the main room.
The noise is so loud, is it because there is a strong wind outside?
No, no, it's moving.
Slowly, unabashed, bit by bit, with the sound of paper, towards the granary.
It felt like someone was shuffling around with a large piece of cardboard.
It's also like someone wearing paper clothes, rubbing their limbs and torso, and coming slowly.
Paper clothes?! Paper -- paper man?!
Ke Xun was surprised and thought of the pair of colored paper boy and girl who were lying outside the spirit hall.
Someone moving them?
The wood room where Weidong is located is facing the Lingtang!Ke Xun took off Mu Yi Ran's hand and wanted to get up. Suddenly, Mu Yi Ran stretched out his hand and grabbed an arm. He wanted to break free. However, he didn't know how he twisted it. He just couldn't move. He leaned forward and pressed him there.
"Looking for death." Mu Yi Ran's voice slightly rings in the ear, with a bit of cold.
"I..." Kexun was about to open his mouth, but a hard knee reached over his throat, which made him almost choke and couldn't spit out a word.
Damn it, I'm still a trainer.
He who knows the current affairs is Junji. Kexun did not earn any more, and he was honest and upright.
The sound of the outside of the house was closer, and the chatter came to the window of my room. Then the sound suddenly stopped, and there was no more movement.
Kexun subconsciously looked up at the window. The sash was made of wood. It was dark inside, and it was dark outside. There was no light outside. Looking at the past, he could not see his fingers.
An eye suddenly appeared in the window sash, like a crack in the dark, from which the eye peeped into the room.
It's not a living eye, or a human eye.
It is painted on paper, white paper and black lines, a very simple eye, apricot shaped outline, dark pupil, and a thin and Curved Eyebrow above the eye.
Ke Xun was glad that his throat was still supported by Mu Yi Ran's knee. Otherwise, he would be scared and would not speak out.
He didn't know how he could see this eye clearly in such a dark room. There was no light source inside or outside, but the eye was so clearly embedded in the gap of the window sash, and he was still looking at him at the moment.
A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, and Kexun held his breath.
This eye is looking at him. The paper man outside is looking at him.
Mu Yi ran behind him did not have any action. The two men and the paper man outside the house were so fixed in place, falling into a strange stalemate.
The standoff lasted for a long time or a short time. Just when Kexun felt that his thoughts were going to be numb, the paper man's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the picture in front of him fell into the endless darkness again.
Kexun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he saw that the paper man's eyes had disappeared, he suddenly put in a finger. His skin was pale and his fingernails were black. He scratched and scratched the wooden window board. Then he looked at the finger, which was very strange, square and flat. It was a paper finger!
Lying trough -- Ke Xun was shocked and scolded. When was a piece of paper so rampant?!
After reading, the finger suddenly began to exert force, scraping and scraping the window panel, making a harsh sound. The old wooden board "rattled" and seemed to be about to break apart under this scraping.
It's coming in! After realizing this possibility, Kexun began to struggle - he could not let it in, he had to stop it!
However, Mu Yi Ran clamped his hands more forcefully. Rao Shi Ke Xun had a lot of strength, and he was totally useless under Mu Yi Ran's hands.
Just as he was about to use his whole strength to break free, he suddenly felt that Mu Yi ran down and said in a very low voice: "don't move! You can't stop it. "
…… You can't just wait to die. Kexun twisted his neck to let Mu Yi Ran look at his disapproving eyes. Before he turned his head, Mu Yiran's second sentence was sent into his ear: "listen, once it comes in, never move. If it is close, hold your breath, unless you want to die."
Ke Xun gave up the struggle, and Mu Yi Ran had two more painting experiences than him. Of course, the value of force was also one of the important factors. At present, he was still holding him and pressing his buttocks on the ground, even if he wanted to move, he could not move.
Kexun deviated his head and simply put his pillow on the knee beside him.
Mu Yiran said: "it's just
In the dark, the sound of scraping wood windows continued to make a sound. The sharp paper edge and the crumpled wood made the friction sound, which made people hear the toothache and goose bumps.
In the middle of the year, he suddenly heard a sound of "rustling" behind him, followed by a thump. The sacks piled on the corner of the wall may have been due to the looseness of the two people's seats just now, and they fell on the ground at this time.
After the sound, there was a sudden silence inside and outside the room. Ke Xun looked up and saw that the finger in the gap between the windows was taken back. The next second, the whole window was smashed heavily, and the sound was startled. It was like a man with a hundred pounds and a big fist hitting the window board.
Boss goes wild! The first thought in Kexun's mind was these words. He looked up to ask Mu Yi Ran what to do. He felt that he relaxed his grip on himself, and his voice came again in a low voice: "remember what I said just now, don't move."
Don't move. Isn't that just waiting for death? Kexun hesitated for a moment, and finally fell back to Mu Yiran's knee again.
Once you believe him, your life is in his hands.
Mu Yi Ran's body was slightly stiff. He had already stretched out his hand, which he wanted to push aside, in the air. After a moment, he slowly took it back.The old wooden window board finally could not resist the impact of that force, and "bang" broke into pieces and flew away.
Kexun remembers Mu Yi Ran's words, but he didn't dare to move. He just rolled his eyelids and looked up.
At the window, the boy figure tied up by the paper man stands there quietly, with vivid facial features and lifeless smile, looking at the two people in the room.
Thank you very much for your support!
Darkness and silence always make people feel uneasy.
Ke Xun worried about Weidong, thought for a moment, and asked Mu Yiran, "if I go to the firewood room now, will it be ok?"
Mu Yi Ran's voice rang after a moment: "I'm not sure if there's something I don't know. I only know that the last one who ran around in the night died with only a heavenly cover."
“……” Kexun leaned back on the sack, but he didn't want to keep silent like he had just done. That feeling was like waiting for death. So, if he didn't die in silence, he talked about death in silence: "remember you said this is the third painting you entered. How did you find your signature or seal on the first two paintings? Can you tell me about it?"
"No interest." However, he did not give face.
“…… You have no spirit to form a team, "Kexun said." if you have one more helper, you will have more hope. You will not be willing to let me drag you down. "
After a while, Mu Yi Ran began to speak again: "there is no rule, it's no use talking about it."
As soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt hot in his ears. The boy beside him had no consciousness of being strangers to each other. He came up to him naturally, lowered his voice in his ear and asked seriously, "where do you think the seal of this painting will be? Do you have an idea? "
Mu Yi Ran frowned. He had never seen anyone so familiar.
Sit up, cold back to him: "if you can keep quiet, maybe soon will have an idea."
"Let me ask you one last question," the boy was obviously cheeky. "If we don't go out in this room all night, is there really any danger?"
Mu Yi was silent for a while. Seeing that the boy was waiting for his answer, he finally opened his mouth: "not necessarily. We should connect the content of the painting with the current situation. Generally speaking, the most dangerous place is the focus of the whole situation. Just like a painting, there are places that focus on performance, and there are secondary places that serve as the background or to set off the key points. If you and I happen to be in the most important place in the painting, then maybe there will be death tonight. "
After a while, Ke Xun's voice began to ring: "I think, just look down. The point should not be our granary, and the discerning eye will see that The spirit hall. "
Mu Yi Ran said softly: "according to people's habitual thinking, most people will think that the soul hall is the focus of the whole courtyard. But if you look at the picture shown in the whole painting, maybe the spirit hall is not the most important place. A painting that makes people see the meaning of a painting at a glance can only be regarded as a "good painting", but it is not necessarily a masterpiece. "
"So you mean, even if the spirit hall is the key point from the painting, the real intention of this painting is not necessarily in the spirit hall. It may be the three old locust trees beside the yard, or the old man's house, or our granary," Ke Xun thought. "The real point is to guess according to the intention of the painting Yes, isn't it? "
Mu Yi Ran "um".
"By the way, what is this painting about?" Asked Ke Xun.
"Didn't you look before you came in?" Mu Yi Ran asked.
"I was frightened at that time. I can't afford to look at it. Even if I saw it, I forgot it now," said Kexun. "I remember that it was black with some gray things in the middle."
Mu Yi was silent again. Ke Xun felt that this guy probably despised him in his heart. After a while, he heard him say, "the name of this painting is Bai Shi, which was painted by a painter named Li Jinghao. This painter preferred the painting of Humanities and customs. When he was young, he traveled around and recorded different folk customs in different places with his brush. This painting is one of them. It depicts a picture of a remote mountain village doing white affairs. The whole picture is gloomy and full of tension. It shows that... "
When he was about to ask, he felt a hand quickly put on his mouth. The palm was dry and cool, with a little smell of soap.
Originally, Kexun wanted to hide, but when he reacted, he gave up immediately and let him cover him.
Once again, the house fell into the silence that could be heard by the needle falling. Maybe in the dark, people's five senses would be more sensitive than usual. Kexun faintly heard several unusual sounds, which came from the courtyard outside the house.
Hold your breath and listen to your ears. The sound is more vivid, chirping, clucking, peeling, like The paper is ringing.
Kexun thought of the paper money and paper Yuan Bao hanging outside the main room.
The noise is so loud, is it because there is a strong wind outside?
No, no, it's moving.
Slowly, unabashed, bit by bit, with the sound of paper, towards the granary.
It felt like someone was shuffling around with a large piece of cardboard.
It's also like someone wearing paper clothes, rubbing their limbs and torso, and coming slowly.
Paper clothes?! Paper -- paper man?!
Ke Xun was surprised and thought of the pair of colored paper boy and girl who were lying outside the spirit hall.
Someone moving them?
The wood room where Weidong is located is facing the Lingtang!Ke Xun took off Mu Yi Ran's hand and wanted to get up. Suddenly, Mu Yi Ran stretched out his hand and grabbed an arm. He wanted to break free. However, he didn't know how he twisted it. He just couldn't move. He leaned forward and pressed him there.
"Looking for death." Mu Yi Ran's voice slightly rings in the ear, with a bit of cold.
"I..." Kexun was about to open his mouth, but a hard knee reached over his throat, which made him almost choke and couldn't spit out a word.
Damn it, I'm still a trainer.
He who knows the current affairs is Junji. Kexun did not earn any more, and he was honest and upright.
The sound of the outside of the house was closer, and the chatter came to the window of my room. Then the sound suddenly stopped, and there was no more movement.
Kexun subconsciously looked up at the window. The sash was made of wood. It was dark inside, and it was dark outside. There was no light outside. Looking at the past, he could not see his fingers.
An eye suddenly appeared in the window sash, like a crack in the dark, from which the eye peeped into the room.
It's not a living eye, or a human eye.
It is painted on paper, white paper and black lines, a very simple eye, apricot shaped outline, dark pupil, and a thin and Curved Eyebrow above the eye.
Ke Xun was glad that his throat was still supported by Mu Yi Ran's knee. Otherwise, he would be scared and would not speak out.
He didn't know how he could see this eye clearly in such a dark room. There was no light source inside or outside, but the eye was so clearly embedded in the gap of the window sash, and he was still looking at him at the moment.
A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, and Kexun held his breath.
This eye is looking at him. The paper man outside is looking at him.
Mu Yi ran behind him did not have any action. The two men and the paper man outside the house were so fixed in place, falling into a strange stalemate.
The standoff lasted for a long time or a short time. Just when Kexun felt that his thoughts were going to be numb, the paper man's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the picture in front of him fell into the endless darkness again.
Kexun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he saw that the paper man's eyes had disappeared, he suddenly put in a finger. His skin was pale and his fingernails were black. He scratched and scratched the wooden window board. Then he looked at the finger, which was very strange, square and flat. It was a paper finger!
Lying trough -- Ke Xun was shocked and scolded. When was a piece of paper so rampant?!
After reading, the finger suddenly began to exert force, scraping and scraping the window panel, making a harsh sound. The old wooden board "rattled" and seemed to be about to break apart under this scraping.
It's coming in! After realizing this possibility, Kexun began to struggle - he could not let it in, he had to stop it!
However, Mu Yi Ran clamped his hands more forcefully. Rao Shi Ke Xun had a lot of strength, and he was totally useless under Mu Yi Ran's hands.
Just as he was about to use his whole strength to break free, he suddenly felt that Mu Yi ran down and said in a very low voice: "don't move! You can't stop it. "
…… You can't just wait to die. Kexun twisted his neck to let Mu Yi Ran look at his disapproving eyes. Before he turned his head, Mu Yiran's second sentence was sent into his ear: "listen, once it comes in, never move. If it is close, hold your breath, unless you want to die."
Ke Xun gave up the struggle, and Mu Yi Ran had two more painting experiences than him. Of course, the value of force was also one of the important factors. At present, he was still holding him and pressing his buttocks on the ground, even if he wanted to move, he could not move.
Kexun deviated his head and simply put his pillow on the knee beside him.
Mu Yiran said: "it's just
In the dark, the sound of scraping wood windows continued to make a sound. The sharp paper edge and the crumpled wood made the friction sound, which made people hear the toothache and goose bumps.
In the middle of the year, he suddenly heard a sound of "rustling" behind him, followed by a thump. The sacks piled on the corner of the wall may have been due to the looseness of the two people's seats just now, and they fell on the ground at this time.
After the sound, there was a sudden silence inside and outside the room. Ke Xun looked up and saw that the finger in the gap between the windows was taken back. The next second, the whole window was smashed heavily, and the sound was startled. It was like a man with a hundred pounds and a big fist hitting the window board.
Boss goes wild! The first thought in Kexun's mind was these words. He looked up to ask Mu Yi Ran what to do. He felt that he relaxed his grip on himself, and his voice came again in a low voice: "remember what I said just now, don't move."
Don't move. Isn't that just waiting for death? Kexun hesitated for a moment, and finally fell back to Mu Yiran's knee again.
Once you believe him, your life is in his hands.
Mu Yi Ran's body was slightly stiff. He had already stretched out his hand, which he wanted to push aside, in the air. After a moment, he slowly took it back.The old wooden window board finally could not resist the impact of that force, and "bang" broke into pieces and flew away.
Kexun remembers Mu Yi Ran's words, but he didn't dare to move. He just rolled his eyelids and looked up.
At the window, the boy figure tied up by the paper man stands there quietly, with vivid facial features and lifeless smile, looking at the two people in the room.
Thank you very much for your support!
