V2.chapter 2

Kexun took the mobile phone away from his ear and said with a smile: "let's see you next picture."

So you don't have to hear the other person say goodbye.

Hang up the phone, Mu Yi Ran received a message from Ke Xun, which was his V signal, and did not attach his address.

Obviously waiting for him to add his V letter.

Mu Yi gazed at this string of numbers for a long time, and finally added him in the situation that he thought he was quite reluctant.

This man's head is an eye. Ke Xun's own eyes are black and white, with a smile. The corners of his eyes and the tail of his eyes have obvious radians. If you look carefully, there seems to be something in the pupil. When you click and enlarge it, you can see that there are four small characters: what to look at.

Mu Yiran said: "it's just

The man's nickname is kirky.

Mu Yiran said: "it's just

"Keji" news soon sent: Mooney God! kiss you!

Mooney: address.

Keji:)) 8 "

Mooney:)) 1"

Mooney:)) 10 "

Mooney:)) 4"

Keji: OK, I'll send you our special products back.

Mooney: I did.

Keji: please take your time. You often come to [color / SE]

the moment before closing the dialog box, I found that Keji's head was replaced by a simple figure with black lines on a white background and a crooked mouth and eyes.

In the morning of the next day, Weidong went to the house.

"Why? I'm still waiting for the rape to be caught in bed. Why are you alone? " Weidong opens the quilt on Ke Xun's body and shows a half naked single dog.

Kexun pulled the quilt and wrapped himself again. He closed his eyes and said, "go away."

"Quack, master, quack, get up quickly." Weidong kicks him.

Kexun sat up and rubbed his hair: "why?"

Wei Dong was a little impatient: "what do you say? Get up and try to find a way. There are only 12 days left. Do you really want to go into the painting again?"

Kexun yawned: "it's like you have a way not to enter the painting."

Wei Dong stopped and sighed: "it depends on people. What if there is a way?"

Ke Xun raised his eyes and looked at him: "herder and Dr. Qin can't help it. Do you think our two learning dregs can be more powerful than them?"

Wei Dong pulled his hair: "I don't want to admit my life! When I went back to see my mother yesterday, I threw myself at her. I couldn't bear my mother. Although she slapped me all over the place looking for teeth I didn't dare to tell them about the painting. I was afraid that the old couple thought their son was crazy. I stayed up for half a night last night and wrote a suicide note to them in my room. It said that my old tears had come down. I didn't want to die, Cole! I still have a great life to enjoy! I don't have a girlfriend yet

Kexun lowered his head and put on his clothes. He washed out of the bathroom and went into the kitchen.

Wei Dong followed him in and looked at Ke Xun boiling milk, fried eggs and slicing ham. He was stunned for a while, and murmured: "only by looking at these things can we find how beautiful a peaceful and ordinary life is The more I think about it, the more I feel unwilling. Why should I be chosen... "

"I think everything has a cause," said Kexun, cutting bread with his head in his head. "But this cause can only be found in the painting. We've only entered one painting. We don't know anything about other paintings, so we can't find any connection or clues from them. So instead of complaining, we should be more active and try to find a way to deal with the next picture safely. Maybe we can find a breakthrough

"You have a point," Wei Dong reluctantly braced himself, "but how to deal with the next painting? We don't even know what the painting is about

Kexun made two simple sandwiches, put them in the plate and handed them to Weidong. Then he sat down at the table: "let's go to the pancake stand owner in a moment. We have to go in the next picture together. It's better to get together and think about it."

However, when they came to the place where the pancake stall owner usually went out, they didn't see anyone.

"That brother's psychological quality is not good. It's estimated that it will be delayed for a few days." Wei Dong said.

Ke and the boss of the snack stand nearby called the same number of pancakes.

No one answered.

"Who knows where he lives?" Asked Ke Xun.

Egg pancake boss pointed to a direction: "he lives in the happy community."

"Thank you." Ke Xun called on Weidong and ran to the happy community.

Enter the door and ask the doorman which building the man who pushes the pancake truck every day lives in. Then he finds the door of his house.

After knocking on the door for a long time, no one should answer. They looked at each other in front of each other and saw the neighbor open the door and poked his head out: "don't knock, there is no one in his house."

Kexun: do you know where he went

Neighbor: "let the people from the mental hospital take it away."

Wei Dong is surprised: "mental hospital?"

Neighbor: "no, I'm crazy when I say I'm crazy. I smash things and hit walls. I cry so much that my head bleeds. I almost push my wife down from the balcony."Kexun and Weidong looked at each other, and he asked, "what about his wife?"

Neighbor: "I went to the mental hospital to go through the procedures. It is estimated that her old man will have to be hospitalized for a long time. I heard that the doctor said that he was in a very serious situation. Maybe once in, he would never come out again."

Down the stairs, Wei Dong's eyes were frightened: "do you think it's a sequela from the painting? We're not going crazy all of a sudden, are we? "

Kexun took out his mobile phone, dialed, and connected after three tones: "boss, the pancake stall owner is crazy. What's there to say?"

Wei Dong looks at him with round eyes.

Mu Yi Ran hesitated slightly and said, "this is the compulsory restriction rule of" painting ". Once you tell others about the experience in the painting or the world in the painting, you will be regarded as a madman in all probability. And" painting "will turn you into a real madman, a psychopath, and make you crazy to death."

Kexun also stopped for a moment Shit. This kind of harmonious way is also quite easy

Mu Yi Ran said in a low voice: "therefore, no matter whether you write a will or write a will, don't mention painting to outsiders. It's useless."

Wei Dong leaned aside to hear, sighed: "this can be really the mother is hard to say."

"Anything else?" He asked.

Kexun looked around and lowered his voice: "big man, since you often mix around abroad, can you get a gun?"

Mu Yi Ran chuckled at the end of the phone. It seemed to be mocking and helpless: "it's useless. It will fail. I tried to bring it in when I entered the second painting, but I couldn't use it at all.

"Not just guns, but other cold weapons. Qin CI took a sharp scalpel with him. After entering, not only the tip of the knife became round, but the whole blade became 5.6CM thick, which was no different from a scrap iron.

"Not to mention the security check when entering the art gallery. No matter what you wear on your body or in your bag, you can't bring any prohibited articles into the museum.

"Even daily objects, after entering the painting, will be targeted to block the corresponding functions. For example, mobile phones are usually reserved for viewing time and lighting. Depending on the background of the painting, there may be occasional photo taking or music playing.

"As for what other things will look like when they are painted, you can have a try."

After hanging up the phone, Ke Xun held a stand at Weidong: "that's no move. Go back to practice the skill of Maoshan Taoist's amulet."

Wei Dong thought for a moment: "you can't bring prohibited weapons. Let's prepare more things that can be used, right? Such as flashlight, tent, food, rope and so on. What do you say? "

Ke Xun said with a smile, "do you think Mu Yiran and Dr. Qin brought anything when they last painted?"

Wei Dong one Zheng: "seem to have nothing with."

Ke Xun: "according to my conjecture, first of all," painting "will not let us starve to death. Otherwise, we don't need to make any terrible things to harm us. We will be trapped in a room with no doors and no windows. If we don't give food, we can die together. What are we doing? As for tents and other things, it is estimated that no one pays so much attention to life and death, and it is not too cumbersome to take them with them. Therefore, the master is to respond to the changes with constancy, and simply take nothing with them and forge ahead. "

Wei Dong: "I'm not a master. I just want to have a good meal before I die. I strongly demand that I take some bags of chocolate beef jerky next time I enter the painting."

When Weidong arrived at the No. 3 exhibition hall of Changhe art museum with a backpack of food on his back 12 days later, he found that his own food was useless.

The process of entering the second painting is no different from that of the first painting. First, when all the lights were turned off, a light beam without light source was lit up and was shining on one of the paintings in the exhibition hall.

Before he was inhaled into the painting, Ke Xun tried to open his eyes to see the picture clearly, but he could only see a vague and colorful piece. In this colorful landscape, there were a pair of black and white thin eyes with drooping eyelids, full of benevolent and happy smile.

It took him half a day to open his eyes. Because it was too bright, he suddenly went from a dark gallery to a very bright place.

The blue sky, white clouds, snow capped mountains and grasslands, and the blinding sunlight.

It's like a tourist mecca.

Ke Xun was stunned. He was ready to meet the grim scene. Unexpectedly, he changed his painting style.

Turn to look at the side of Weidong, two people together petrifaction on the spot.

“…… What the hell... " Wei Dong looks at him with tongue tied.

Two, one in rags.

"So are we going to play the beggar this time?" Wei Dong bowed his head and stretched his clothes. He said, "how can this style look like Gandalf, the wizard in grey robe?"

When he was trying to figure out what era the dress belonged to, he heard a cry from someone nearby: "this way."

Following the sound, we can see that it is doctor Qin Ci, also dressed in similar clothes, sitting on a big stone. Beside him are several people. Besides Ma Zhenhua, who survived the painting, there are also three or five strange faces, all of them with expressions of panic and perplexity.Kexun and Weidong went over and glanced at the newcomers first. They saw two young girls. They were only eighteen or nine years old. One was slim and tall, the other was slightly short.

The tall one is a beautiful woman with long hair. At the moment, her face is white and her eyes are still covered with tears.

The chubby one was not very attractive. He wore a pair of black rimmed glasses and was frightened to be dull.

The others, a 23-4-year-old young man, were working hard on his cell phone. The rest looked like a middle-aged couple of three in his family and in his forties with a child like a junior high school student.

Ke Xun frowned, and his anger went straight to the top door.

And the kids.

And the kids!

"Damn the grass!" Kexun couldn't help it. He kicked a stone, which made several new people shiver and looked at him nervously.

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