An ominous feeling enveloped the hearts of several outsiders. No one had eaten more. Under Dong Dong's supervision, Yuan Yuan also reluctantly gave up his beloved French fries.
Looking at the people in the painting, they still ate like crazy, wishing to squeeze all the food in the room from their stomachs. This situation inexplicably reminded Ke Xun of the parents of Spirited Away in Spirited Away. , I also remembered Qianxun’s classic line:
Don't eat too fat, you will be killed.
A few outsiders quietly watched the gobbled up insiders in the painting. Although they know that these people are not people in real life, but in the world in the painting, they are real, living human beings. What's the difference? Just like Chinese and foreigners, they are all living beings with flesh and blood. Whether they die in or outside the painting, they are all annihilation of a living individual.
"Hey, eat less...Aren't you afraid?" Bi Jing is a college student who still maintains the innocence and kindness before entering the society. He couldn't help but persuade the few painters.
A painter biting his mouth full of fried meat, turned his head and stared at him fiercely: "Shut up! Don't want to beat Lao Tzu's food! Be careful Lao Tzu kills you!"
"Little brother, don't be kind, they won't listen. Didn't you see that their eyes looking at the food are not right," Wei Dong said, "They are all sick, like taking drugs, you can't help it. "
"Food may be like drugs to them, and they can't help it," Qin Ci said.
"Fuck, then will we also..." Wei Dong was surprised.
"Try to eat only nuts," Ke Xun said, "find the signature and leave as soon as possible."
"Where can I find this?" Yuan Yuan looked up, the wall of this compartment was too high to climb up.
The old members did not say anything. According to experience, the signatures will not appear in this unobstructed compartment, and usually the first night in the painting, it is impossible to avoid death, but this time everyone gathers together. In a space, I don’t know what the screening criteria for death will be. Generally speaking, “painting” will not wipe everyone out in one night, but I don’t know who will be the hapless one, so I won the bid on the first night. .
Several people in the painting ate this meal for a long time, and then reluctantly stopped their mouths until their stomachs bulged.
But what makes the people outside the painting feel awkward the most is that after the few people inside the painting finished eating, they started to pull and squat into the corner, pouring out in public without any sense of shame, directly blinding everyone outside the painting. .
"Nima—" Yuan Yuan yelled, covering his eyes, "Is there no public toilet here?!"
"When have you seen the pigsty prepare a toilet for the pigs?" Dong Dong also closed his eyes disgustingly.
"But the room was quite clean when we came in," Qin Ci, who has been accustomed to the pathology of various patients, is always calm. "It means that they will be cleaned regularly. Let's bear it."
"This is the most disgusting thing I have experienced in my life..." Wei Dong pinched his nose in despair and looked up at the sky.
Several people were disgusting, and saw the guy in the painting who always looked provocative, walked to Mu Yiran's side stumblingly, and squatted to see that the shape was just like pulling, and his face was still facing Mu Yi. Of course, he raised a provocative smile "what can you do to me".
Before Mu Yiran could move, he saw that a figure was already a few steps past. He raised a slender and powerful leg and stomped it on the person’s chest, accompanied by a cold "roll". He flew backwards in an instant, and landed three or four meters away in an ugly posture.
The man struggled to get up, and stared at Ke Xun like a cockfight: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
When the voice fell, he was already rushing over with his fist, but before he rushed to the front, he was kicked out by Ke Xun's long legs again.
"Looking at what you are doing, let's go together!" The man greeted him furiously, and several people in the painting-except for the one or two who were still pulling, all rushed to Ke Xun viciously.
"Fuck, how do you want to fight more with less?!" Wei Dong had already jumped up, and rushed to the side of Ke Xun a few steps after seeing this, and opened his posture to unanimously confront the enemy.
Dong Dong and Yuan Yuan didn't lag far behind. One is tall and strong, the other is big waist and round, standing side by side, immediately formed an irregular wall of flesh, quite bluffing.
Bi Jing hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't have the courage to stand out, shrinking his thin body into the corner, trying to reduce his sense of existence.
Zhu Haowen was expressionless on the original ground.
The insider in the painting has already rushed to the front of the Ke Xun people, swarming up and punching his legs. The outsiders alliance is not showing weakness, three long and one fat four legs of different lengths in black and white are pushed out together, making a pop. The sound of physical collision.
Ke Xun was pressing the most arrogant boy and punching his face. He felt a sudden wind blowing behind his head. When he turned his head, he saw that it was Mu Yiran, stretching out a long arm to draw a picture insider. The neck was clamped, but within two seconds, the man collapsed to the ground.
Ke Xun punched the kid in his hand and touched the back of his head. He felt his hair curled up a bit. Only then did he realize that the kid who had been pinched by Mu Yi just now wanted to attack him.
I couldn't help but look back at Mu Yiran, but saw that he was also looking over with a cold face, and he drank in a low voice: "Behind."
Ke Xun hurriedly turned back, framed his arms to block the heavy punch of a person in the painting, and then punched out, hitting the opponent's stomach with a heavy muffled sound, hitting the person's mouth, "Wow" The son spit out.
Ke Xun hurriedly jumped away, so he was sprayed on his chest and abdomen, his face wrinkled with nausea, and Mu Yiran coldly stabbed him in his ears: "Don't you have your brain when fighting?"
"You are all in my head, I don't want to take it when I fight." Ke Xun threw a word of love without looking back, picked up the one who was dizzy on the ground, and rubbed his chest with the soft hair on his head. Wiped.
The cubicles next to him seemed to hear the movement of the fighting here. For a while, the crowd was excited, followed by various screams, and there were even fights. The whole... prison? farmhouse? ...The chaos became a mess.
In the interval where the outsider was located, the struggle did not last long. It soon ended with the outsider’s unilateral crushing. It was unexpectedly discovered that Dong Dong and Yuan Yuan were also able to fight very well. , Start ruthlessly, focus on the most painful parts of people, at first glance, it is a bad experience since childhood.
Several people in the painting were beaten honestly, and they shrank in the second half of the cubicle and did not dare to make a sound. The one who fainted on the ground was also thrown by Ke Xun. Several of those who were beaten had a bruised nose or squatting or sitting. , Occasionally quietly raised his eyes and secretly looked towards Ke Xun and Mu Yiran.
These two men are the most capable of fighting. Although Mu Yiran only made one move, he stunned a mature man in less than two seconds. This was considered a real spike.
There is also that guy who looks very awkward, his neat and strong muscle lines are simply perfect, he has super fast reflex nerves, and super flexibility and elasticity, which makes people strong and powerful. Quickly, without sloppy and even rhythm.
Can't fight, can't fight...The people in the beating painting think that even the fighting posture is not as good as others.
"Come on playing your **** at your own expense!" Yuan Yuan finished his routine ruthless words.
"Farewell, don't you think the smell of **** in this room is not heavy?" Wei Dong quickly stopped.
"It made you spit out your bile!" Yuan Yuan corrected.
"...You and them are actually the same, right?" Ke Xun said.
"Damn, I have been professionally speaking hard for twenty years, but I was questioned when I came to you. You can't hold your BB." Yuan Yuan said.
"Tongzi, give him a BB so that he can see what is professional." Ke Xun said.
Wei Dong cleared his throat and glared at the painter, "I don't know what I can do, hit you!"
Yuan Yuan: "..."
After a turmoil subsided, the night outside the window was dark, but the people in the painting seemed to be not sleepy, and they were still humming and talking around. This gave a little illusion to the old members of the outsiders, as if it had arrived every night. The horror events that must happen after the forbidden time will not be staged here. Inexplicably, I found some sense of security in such a noise.
"When will the death event you said happen? What kind of death will it be?" Several newcomers leaned close to the old members and kept asking questions. It seemed that they did not believe in the painting knowledge that Qin Ci had popularized with them before. .
"Every painting is different from each painting," Qin Ci is still patient. "Some paintings may be randomly selected at random times, but some paintings have certain screening rules. We don't know this painting yet. Which way it will be, you can only watch the changes, don’t relax your vigilance by the way, and try to protect yourself."
"So you mean, only through death can you determine which method it is, right?" Bi Jing sensitively realized the hidden meaning in the words, and stared at Qin Ci coldly, but because of deep nearsightedness, The self-thinking stern gaze seemed divergent in everyone's eyes and was out of focus.
"Yes." Qin Ci did not hide it, and admitted calmly.
"So those of us are actually your guinea pigs?!" Bi Jing was annoyed.
"You can't say that," Qin Ci's face was the healer's sternness, "Maybe it was me, he was the first to die, no one can predict such a thing."
"But you have experience!" Bi Jing said anxiously, "You must have a way to avoid it that we don't know. Do you want to tell us so that we can die first, so you can find a way to avoid it? You? There must be something to hide from us, and use us to plug the bullets for the dead, right?"
"Hey," Ke Xun stretched out his hand and placed it on the top of Bi Jing's head, turning his entire head to face him so that he could not see who was speaking. "Little classmate, I warn you, there is no evidence. Don't talk nonsense, do you know what is the most taboo thing in a team?"
"Yes, what is it?" Bi Jing was a little afraid of Ke Xun.
"One is afraid of unprovoked suspicion, two is afraid of provocation, three is afraid of pig teammates, four is afraid that people like me can't control their little temper," Ke Xun looked at him lightly, "then I will ask you, what are you afraid of? One?"
Bi Jing wrote "Article Four" on his face, and shivered: "I just...I just want to ask more clearly, otherwise I don't have a bottom..."
"So do you think Doctor Qin made it clear just now?" Ke Xun asked.
"It's clear, it's clear." Bi Jing wanted to nod his head again and again, but his head was still pressed in the palm of Ke Xun, and he had to blink again and again.
"If you wink at me, I have someone I like." Ke Xun let go of him.
The person I like suddenly said next to him: "They are here."
Everyone immediately listened, and saw the sound of a hoof treading on the ground coming from the door of the farmhouse, walking towards this side unhurriedly, loudly and loudly.
Sure enough...Is it still impossible to escape the law of death every night?
The sound of the hooves walked and stopped, and it seemed to have made a brief observation outside each compartment, and then walked toward this side until it stopped in front of the compartment where the people outside the painting were.
The huge bull head hung over the compartment, his eyes turned slightly, observing everyone in the compartment.
Bi Jing was so scared that he hid behind Ke Xun, as if trying to hide herself tightly with the help of Ke Xun's figure.
The giant cow finally stretched out a huge hoof, drew a few strokes on everyone, then picked up one person, and took out the compartment.
It's Yuan Yuan.
An ominous feeling enveloped the hearts of several outsiders. No one had eaten more. Under Dong Dong's supervision, Yuan Yuan also reluctantly gave up his beloved French fries.
Looking at the people in the painting, they still ate like crazy, wishing to squeeze all the food in the room from their stomachs. This situation inexplicably reminded Ke Xun of the parents of Spirited Away in Spirited Away. , I also remembered Qianxun’s classic line:
Don't eat too fat, you will be killed.
A few outsiders quietly watched the gobbled up insiders in the painting. Although they know that these people are not people in real life, but in the world in the painting, they are real, living human beings. What's the difference? Just like Chinese and foreigners, they are all living beings with flesh and blood. Whether they die in or outside the painting, they are all annihilation of a living individual.
"Hey, eat less...Aren't you afraid?" Bi Jing is a college student who still maintains the innocence and kindness before entering the society. He couldn't help but persuade the few painters.
A painter biting his mouth full of fried meat, turned his head and stared at him fiercely: "Shut up! Don't want to beat Lao Tzu's food! Be careful Lao Tzu kills you!"
"Little brother, don't be kind, they won't listen. Didn't you see that their eyes looking at the food are not right," Wei Dong said, "They are all sick, like taking drugs, you can't help it. "
"Food may be like drugs to them, and they can't help it," Qin Ci said.
"Fuck, then will we also..." Wei Dong was surprised.
"Try to eat only nuts," Ke Xun said, "find the signature and leave as soon as possible."
"Where can I find this?" Yuan Yuan looked up, the wall of this compartment was too high to climb up.
The old members did not say anything. According to experience, the signatures will not appear in this unobstructed compartment, and usually the first night in the painting, it is impossible to avoid death, but this time everyone gathers together. In a space, I don’t know what the screening criteria for death will be. Generally speaking, “painting” will not wipe everyone out in one night, but I don’t know who will be the hapless one, so I won the bid on the first night. .
Several people in the painting ate this meal for a long time, and then reluctantly stopped their mouths until their stomachs bulged.
But what makes the people outside the painting feel awkward the most is that after the few people inside the painting finished eating, they started to pull and squat into the corner, pouring out in public without any sense of shame, directly blinding everyone outside the painting. .
"Nima—" Yuan Yuan yelled, covering his eyes, "Is there no public toilet here?!"
"When have you seen the pigsty prepare a toilet for the pigs?" Dong Dong also closed his eyes disgustingly.
"But the room was quite clean when we came in," Qin Ci, who has been accustomed to the pathology of various patients, is always calm. "It means that they will be cleaned regularly. Let's bear it."
"This is the most disgusting thing I have experienced in my life..." Wei Dong pinched his nose in despair and looked up at the sky.
Several people were disgusting, and saw the guy in the painting who always looked provocative, walked to Mu Yiran's side stumblingly, and squatted to see that the shape was just like pulling, and his face was still facing Mu Yi. Of course, he raised a provocative smile "what can you do to me".
Before Mu Yiran could move, he saw that a figure was already a few steps past. He raised a slender and powerful leg and stomped it on the person’s chest, accompanied by a cold "roll". He flew backwards in an instant, and landed three or four meters away in an ugly posture.
The man struggled to get up, and stared at Ke Xun like a cockfight: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
When the voice fell, he was already rushing over with his fist, but before he rushed to the front, he was kicked out by Ke Xun's long legs again.
"Looking at what you are doing, let's go together!" The man greeted him furiously, and several people in the painting-except for the one or two who were still pulling, all rushed to Ke Xun viciously.
"Fuck, how do you want to fight more with less?!" Wei Dong had already jumped up, and rushed to the side of Ke Xun a few steps after seeing this, and opened his posture to unanimously confront the enemy.
Dong Dong and Yuan Yuan didn't lag far behind. One is tall and strong, the other is big waist and round, standing side by side, immediately formed an irregular wall of flesh, quite bluffing.
Bi Jing hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't have the courage to stand out, shrinking his thin body into the corner, trying to reduce his sense of existence.
Zhu Haowen was expressionless on the original ground.
The insider in the painting has already rushed to the front of the Ke Xun people, swarming up and punching his legs. The outsiders alliance is not showing weakness, three long and one fat four legs of different lengths in black and white are pushed out together, making a pop. The sound of physical collision.
Ke Xun was pressing the most arrogant boy and punching his face. He felt a sudden wind blowing behind his head. When he turned his head, he saw that it was Mu Yiran, stretching out a long arm to draw a picture insider. The neck was clamped, but within two seconds, the man collapsed to the ground.
Ke Xun punched the kid in his hand and touched the back of his head. He felt his hair curled up a bit. Only then did he realize that the kid who had been pinched by Mu Yi just now wanted to attack him.
I couldn't help but look back at Mu Yiran, but saw that he was also looking over with a cold face, and he drank in a low voice: "Behind."
Ke Xun hurriedly turned back, framed his arms to block the heavy punch of a person in the painting, and then punched out, hitting the opponent's stomach with a heavy muffled sound, hitting the person's mouth, "Wow" The son spit out.
Ke Xun hurriedly jumped away, so he was sprayed on his chest and abdomen, his face wrinkled with nausea, and Mu Yiran coldly stabbed him in his ears: "Don't you have your brain when fighting?"
"You are all in my head, I don't want to take it when I fight." Ke Xun threw a word of love without looking back, picked up the one who was dizzy on the ground, and rubbed his chest with the soft hair on his head. Wiped.
The cubicles next to him seemed to hear the movement of the fighting here. For a while, the crowd was excited, followed by various screams, and there were even fights. The whole... prison? farmhouse? ...The chaos became a mess.
In the interval where the outsider was located, the struggle did not last long. It soon ended with the outsider’s unilateral crushing. It was unexpectedly discovered that Dong Dong and Yuan Yuan were also able to fight very well. , Start ruthlessly, focus on the most painful parts of people, at first glance, it is a bad experience since childhood.
Several people in the painting were beaten honestly, and they shrank in the second half of the cubicle and did not dare to make a sound. The one who fainted on the ground was also thrown by Ke Xun. Several of those who were beaten had a bruised nose or squatting or sitting. , Occasionally quietly raised his eyes and secretly looked towards Ke Xun and Mu Yiran.
These two men are the most capable of fighting. Although Mu Yiran only made one move, he stunned a mature man in less than two seconds. This was considered a real spike.
There is also that guy who looks very awkward, his neat and strong muscle lines are simply perfect, he has super fast reflex nerves, and super flexibility and elasticity, which makes people strong and powerful. Quickly, without sloppy and even rhythm.
Can't fight, can't fight...The people in the beating painting think that even the fighting posture is not as good as others.
"Come on playing your **** at your own expense!" Yuan Yuan finished his routine ruthless words.
"Farewell, don't you think the smell of **** in this room is not heavy?" Wei Dong quickly stopped.
"It made you spit out your bile!" Yuan Yuan corrected.
"...You and them are actually the same, right?" Ke Xun said.
"Damn, I have been professionally speaking hard for twenty years, but I was questioned when I came to you. You can't hold your BB." Yuan Yuan said.
"Tongzi, give him a BB so that he can see what is professional." Ke Xun said.
Wei Dong cleared his throat and glared at the painter, "I don't know what I can do, hit you!"
Yuan Yuan: "..."
After a turmoil subsided, the night outside the window was dark, but the people in the painting seemed to be not sleepy, and they were still humming and talking around. This gave a little illusion to the old members of the outsiders, as if it had arrived every night. The horror events that must happen after the forbidden time will not be staged here. Inexplicably, I found some sense of security in such a noise.
"When will the death event you said happen? What kind of death will it be?" Several newcomers leaned close to the old members and kept asking questions. It seemed that they did not believe in the painting knowledge that Qin Ci had popularized with them before. .
"Every painting is different from each painting," Qin Ci is still patient. "Some paintings may be randomly selected at random times, but some paintings have certain screening rules. We don't know this painting yet. Which way it will be, you can only watch the changes, don’t relax your vigilance by the way, and try to protect yourself."
"So you mean, only through death can you determine which method it is, right?" Bi Jing sensitively realized the hidden meaning in the words, and stared at Qin Ci coldly, but because of deep nearsightedness, The self-thinking stern gaze seemed divergent in everyone's eyes and was out of focus.
"Yes." Qin Ci did not hide it, and admitted calmly.
"So those of us are actually your guinea pigs?!" Bi Jing was annoyed.
"You can't say that," Qin Ci's face was the healer's sternness, "Maybe it was me, he was the first to die, no one can predict such a thing."
"But you have experience!" Bi Jing said anxiously, "You must have a way to avoid it that we don't know. Do you want to tell us so that we can die first, so you can find a way to avoid it? You? There must be something to hide from us, and use us to plug the bullets for the dead, right?"
"Hey," Ke Xun stretched out his hand and placed it on the top of Bi Jing's head, turning his entire head to face him so that he could not see who was speaking. "Little classmate, I warn you, there is no evidence. Don't talk nonsense, do you know what is the most taboo thing in a team?"
"Yes, what is it?" Bi Jing was a little afraid of Ke Xun.
"One is afraid of unprovoked suspicion, two is afraid of provocation, three is afraid of pig teammates, four is afraid that people like me can't control their little temper," Ke Xun looked at him lightly, "then I will ask you, what are you afraid of? One?"
Bi Jing wrote "Article Four" on his face, and shivered: "I just...I just want to ask more clearly, otherwise I don't have a bottom..."
"So do you think Doctor Qin made it clear just now?" Ke Xun asked.
"It's clear, it's clear." Bi Jing wanted to nod his head again and again, but his head was still pressed in the palm of Ke Xun, and he had to blink again and again.
"If you wink at me, I have someone I like." Ke Xun let go of him.
The person I like suddenly said next to him: "They are here."
Everyone immediately listened, and saw the sound of a hoof treading on the ground coming from the door of the farmhouse, walking towards this side unhurriedly, loudly and loudly.
Sure enough...Is it still impossible to escape the law of death every night?
The sound of the hooves walked and stopped, and it seemed to have made a brief observation outside each compartment, and then walked toward this side until it stopped in front of the compartment where the people outside the painting were.
The huge bull head hung over the compartment, his eyes turned slightly, observing everyone in the compartment.
Bi Jing was so scared that he hid behind Ke Xun, as if trying to hide herself tightly with the help of Ke Xun's figure.
The giant cow finally stretched out a huge hoof, drew a few strokes on everyone, then picked up one person, and took out the compartment.
It's Yuan Yuan.
