Paintings of Terror

Two people are cautious to the direction of the small village.

Ke Xue's vision has always been very good, but the small village in the distance is still a blurry, only a general outline, like a photo of a pixel, or ancient painting.

"You said this is what is ..." Wei Dong Ji walked next to it, lended to reduce the fear in your heart, did not live in both sides, "Isn't it a dream? This is not a look People invaded you? Lying brothers still don't want to die! The ancestors of the old guard can't break in my generation ... "

"Closed a mouth," Ke Xue's low voice, "The more you can't get it, the more calm, the horror film is white,"

"Why is the lying in the trough, it can't be a small yellow film ?!" Wei Dong did not dare to be loud and lowered.

Kohun is in fact, the head is also seven.

The situation in front of me suddenly be too ignorant, and whoever bersed.

Wei Dong This goods obviously been scared six gods, no one, two people can't panic, there is always one to keep calm - at least the surface is calm.

Two people try to relax, this silent night, everything is very moving, and the surroundings have a dark blurry place, there seems to have some stuffed things or sounds, and come out.

As the small village is getting closer, the scene in front of you is getting clearer and clearer, and the dark night fog, a built-in earth mud grass is built, slowly presented in front of you.

The outer circumference of the village is standing in seven or eight people.

"Someone!" Wei Dong called, and there was a surprise fear and joy.

Feasiness is because they can't determine that the group is people, or "people".

Ke Xi looked at the eyes and looked at it, and the ingredients of the sound were more: "It is a person."

He took a look at the head, and some people were holding the phone with the phone.

The mobile party is worthy of the world's greatest creature, driving the phone, takes the child to watch the mobile phone, watching the mobile phone through the road, the first thing to land after the car hits the floor or watch the phone.

At such a strange environment, look at the phone.

But you have to admit that there is a place where the mobile phone party is, everything will be very ... it doesn't matter?

Two people accelerate footsteps run through those people.

"Both buddy! What is going on? Does anyone know?" Wei Dong did not wait to ask young people who have been watching them all the time.

This person is the age of the year, and the body is also a yellow-white manetum, the same, the hair and Ke Xi Dong, still maintained in the original state, shaving on both sides, and the brain tie ate .

"Nine, Ten." Xiao Xiaozi countd, looked back at other people, "there is three, but also have to wait."

"The buddies, explain it." Wei Dong asked.

Ke Xue is taking these people.

There is a male, there is a young man, a middle-aged man with a beer belly, and a sixteenth student girl who is nervous.

No exceptionally wearing a weird clothes of the numbness without an exception.

Who is this?

The little scorpion swept the eyes of the East, and swept the eye of the eye, there was no expression on his face: "Wait, you have to come back again, come together."

Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun, Ke Xu gave him a look: wait, wait for it.

Taking advantage of the inexplicably followed, I've observed in the dark.

First observed, it is the play of the play that I just saw.

Is a 30-year-old man, wearing a pair of black glasses, a low head, the mobile phone screen is on the face, looks very numb and strange.

Ke Xue also touched it in his body, touched his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

This is even more strange - although the clothes have changed, but it is still there, but it is still there.

It's like just the clothes on my body have changed a style and texture, and the other didn't change.

- What is this?

Kekunic fingerprint unlocked, found that the phone screen is finally bright, but the upper end shows "no signal".

……by.

It is simply a common routine of dog blood movies - it is necessary to be alarm or contact someone else, and the mobile phone will never signal. When you need to drive, you need to do it, you need to open the door, you will always find the key.

Take your mobile phone back, Ke Xue, I looked around, and my eyes did not help but independently fall on one of them.

This person is really a crane group, not just finger his head, and the length is also.

White skin, handsome eyebrows, cold look, quiet temperament, no matter how many people in the number of people, you can pay attention to him.

Even if the body is also coarse cloth, others wear like a piety, but he is wearing a cloud wild crane, Wei Jin's flow.

This person detected that the eyes of Ke Xue, faintly swept away, turned without wave of movement, looking to the vague of the scenery.

Wei Dong is a bit can't stand, I looked around, and I watched the 167-year-old student's sister, and I asked if I asked people: "Sister, do you know what this is?"

Student sister's face is white: "I don't know ... I just came ... they didn't tell me ... What should I do ... I am afraid ... I am afraid ..." I sow.

Wei Dong saw people crying, and quickly patted this sister's shoulder: "Hey, don't cry, so many people are there, nothing, okay. If you have to find a road together, don't be afraid "

"I will come in and see a painting, how can I do this ..." Student sisters wipe the tears, "My mother also let me go back early, if it is not raining, I can't come in and avoid the rain, how can I meet? so……"

The next "terrible" two words seems to be dared to say, they will cry.

"Look at the painting? Are you going to the art museum?" Wei Dong asked.

Student's sister nodded: "I just went in to avoid rain, I know that I will go back and don't come in!"

"Is the Star Art Museum?" Wei Dong asked.

Students continue to nod.

"Is it the exhibition hall of the secret play of the Spring Festival?" Wei Dong asked again.

"Ah?" Student's sister lifted his face and looked at him.

"Oh, not, that is the showroom of the black hole, there is no window, all paintings can't see it." Wei Dong's stroke.

Student's sister nodded: "If I have a black hole, I will stop it, then I will lose a light, then I will ... inexplicably here ..." said while crying.

Wei Dong turned to see Ke Xue: "All everyone is coming."

Ke looked up, seeing these people in front of them, these people are very weird.

If everyone is running to this bizarre place, it should be like Wei Dong and him, it will be strong and panic, and it will be asked as Wei Dong as Qi, find a reasonable explanation. Instead, most people are very quiet, as if they are very quiet.

It seems to be used to it, or understand this.

Ke Xu played a eye to the Wei Dong.

Two people smashed a small trousers and grew up, tacit, one of them, and they can know each other.

Wei Dong closed his mouth, stood to Ke Xuo, but also unintentionally kept a certain distance from these people.

After waiting for more than forty minutes, the depths of the unsurban gap, there is still three people, one is a little confeding, Ke Xi wants to think, remember this is the pancakes opposite the art museum Boss.

"My mother will find a urine in the art gallery, how can I come here ?!" The pancake bob owner is surprised to look at everyone.

"People are aligned." The previous greasy little scorpion ignored this new three-person questioning, turning to others, "can go in."

"Where to go? Where is this ?!" Pancake owner grabbed his arm.

The little scorpion looks at him, and there is still no expression on his face. The sound sounds, but there is a bit of Chinese: "Painting."

"- Draw? What painting?" Pancake boss foggy water.

"Are you entering an art gallery? Is it in the exhibition hall? Is there a picture in the exhibition hall? It's next to this place?" The little scorpion is impatient in a series of questions.

"Yes ... yeah, what's wrong? That painting is quite strange ..." What is the pancake boss aware of what.

"You are now in that painting!" The little scorpion opened him, and suddenly followed the other people who had already started, and walked into the village.

Next beside the ear listened to Kohi and Wei Dong face each other.

"Really fake ..." The Wei Dong lost the soul, "how can people go to the painting ... I don't believe ..."

"I don't believe it!" The last three people called, "How can it be! Who are you? What do you want to do ?!"

No one pays, those people are only in the village.

Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun: "How?? Follow them or ..."

These people are armed, followed by them, I don't know that Fu is a disaster.

Ke Xue saw a circle around, a bit bite: "Follow it."

Later, there were two people who refused to follow, staying in the same place, yelling, but the boss of the pancakes rushed up, and one of the people who took the leader of the leader, whispered: "Don't go! You have to make things clear! What is going on ?! "

This is the young man of the crane chicken.

This person stopped, and the migraite looked at him: "This is true. As for why people will be in painting, I don't know this. However, if you want to go back to the original world, the most It is good to follow us. "

The sound is like his person, very cold.

The pancake owner also wants to grab him to continue asking, but he was pinched on the wrist, and the pancake owner had painful and was forced to let go.

This group did not care about whether these people came up, as if they were waiting for more than forty minutes, only for the head.

Ke Xuo number, a total of 13 people.

Listening to this person's meaning, this group seems to be very understanding of this quirky situation, and also knows that returning to the original world, Ke Xi feels that he and Wei Dong want to leave here, still have to think The law and these people do a good relationship.

So thinking, step a few steps to the side of this person, walking along with him, looking at him, the sound is warm and the expression is ok: "Both people, you see, we have a few in the first thing, I would like to ask more, can you tell us more about it, how can this, how can you leave here? "

This person also looked at him, and the eyes were back to front, and the voice was still cold: "I want to leave, there is only one way: live, and find the signature."

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