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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 243 Inverse Brigade 28┃ The first photo."

weight="95956"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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The eggs of the earth are contained in the soil, and there is time in it. The light of the sky produces water in the beginning, and the white fish grows in the water, which breathes out into qi, and turns me around.

——This is the opening content of the book "The Rules of Wizardry". The following is about some specific methods of implementing witchcraft. Fang Fei is reading attentively at this time, hoping to understand it as soon as possible.

Before the film in the developing tank was washed out, Mu Yiran and others checked the contents of the package and saw Shao Ling's xun: "How is this xun different from the one you used before?"

Shao Ling has also seen this xun many times: "I haven't played the xun for many years. When I was a child, I used a Taoxun, a nine-hole xun. This xun is a stone xun, an ancient xun, no The sound hole, there is only one blow hole."

Wei Dong couldn't understand: "Fortunately, you understand. If you want to change it, I don't know that this is a musical instrument. I thought it was a weird little jar. How could this xun sound without a hole?"

Shao Ling picked up the xun and looked at the blow hole: "I am afraid that such a xun can't produce a rhythm. The ancients first used it to imitate the song of birds or beasts to catch prey. At both Hemudu and Yangshao cultural sites This ancient xun with only one blow hole has been unearthed. This should be the most primitive form of the xun, at least six to seven thousand years ago.

"For six to seven thousand years, I haven't had time to read "Up and Down Five Thousand Years"." Luo Ling sighed from the side, but Xinchun seemed to be very interested in this stone xun, and kept leaping forward to reach it. .

"I feel that this xun is shaped like an egg. I don't know whether this thing has information value or practical value." Zhu Haowen said.

Qin Ci quickly understood what Zhu Haowen meant: "It's just that we still don't understand, what exactly is the "Earth Egg" mentioned in that book. Is this Xun a suggestion to the Earth Egg?"

This sentence caught Shao Ling’s attention. He carefully studied the stone xun in his hand: “In fact, the standard shape of the xun is a flat oval. The flat bottom of this one is not very prominent, so it is closer to the shape of an egg. If this shape is If it is really a hint, there are indeed traces to follow. For example, there are many Tang-style buildings and food in our world, but this Xun must not be Tang style, because Xun has developed to five holes since the Shang Dynasty. It became a formal musical instrument, and it was already five-hole or six-hole in the Tang Dynasty. It will never be what it is now."

Wei Dong also used his brains: "Why is this so strenuous? If you really want to remind us of the'earth egg', just use an egg or an egg-shaped stone to express it. Why do you get a xun? ?"

Shao Ling: "There is a possibility that the shape of the ground egg itself is like this xun, with a hole at the top."

Zhu Haowen: "There is another possibility, leaving an egg directly may be blocked by painting."

"Block?" Wei Dong asked.

Zhu Haowen: "Yes, although the things in our package are not brought into the painting with us, they have a strong connection with ourselves. For example, this xun, it appeared in the package of Shao Ling who would blow the xun. It didn’t appear anywhere else. If this is something left by another timeline, I think that a large part of the items that give us information has been blocked, and what is left can only be the “correct item”, that is Something related to the owner himself."

"If this is the case, these things are likely to be information reminders sent by other ‘us’ to us today?" Qin Ci speculated that although he was still confused, he felt that he was slowly getting closer to the truth.

"If you want to say that, then I also have something in this collection of paintings," Wei Dong picked up his own copy of "The Collection of Wei's Paintings", "Look at this page, are you painting a bunch of Easter eggs? Don't you think this one is particularly strange?"

The picture on this page does look like a bunch of easter eggs. Each egg is painted with various beautiful patterns. Only the one in the corner is bigger than the others, but there is no pattern, only one thick. The waistline is around the middle of the egg.

Luo Ling watched for a long time: "I don't think, this line is the pattern of this egg."

"No, I understand my painting habits," Wei Dong shook his head decisively, "I can't paint such an egg in a bunch of colorful eggs, and the line in the middle of the egg is drawn very heavily by me. It is the key point at first glance. Mo, I think this is a hint."

Wei Dong turned to other pages as he said, "Also, I found that there are many blank pages in the pages I have painted. This is really not my habit, and it is definitely not a page caused by carelessness. If I If you guessed it correctly, there were pictures on these blank pages, but because of information leakage, they were naturally blocked!"

Naturally shielded. Everyone has regarded the intent of the painting as a natural phenomenon.

Everyone flipped through the album, and gradually agreed with Wei Dong’s statement. Qin Ci said, “So, the shape of this egg is the key to breaking the question. There is a hole in Shao Ling’s xun, and Dong Zi’s egg has a waist. Line, it is very likely that these are the two characteristics of the "Earth Egg"."

Regarding Qin Ci's summary, everyone has no objections, and at this time they all set their sights on Mu Yiran.

Mu Yiran has opened the developing tank and took out two pieces of film: "Let's look at these negatives before analyzing."

Wei Dong and Luo Ling soon entered the state of "projector projectionist", first put a piece of film into the projector after being processed: "Is this... the film in the Mai Peng camera?"

"Yes, I think the first photo we took in this world is the most important thing." Mu Yiran said, "The photos taken last night in other places and other time periods, because no people were taken, so there is nothing significance."

As the lights in the room were extinguished, the light curtain on the wall gradually became clear. At this time, the image of the field scenery is displayed. The black and white colors are contrasted strongly. The whole picture is very layered. If the photo is printed, It should be a photographic picture with great effect.

"It's no wonder that Mai Peng is called the god of wheat," Wei Dong looked at the flashing negatives on the light curtain. "These photographic pictures can really be gods."

As these landscape paintings and street figure paintings slowly flashed past, the final picture was frozen in the familiar world-a wide angle of view, not only the stairs, but also the entire corridor.

Indeed, as Mai Peng said when taking pictures at the time, there was a person walking up the stairs. This person was wearing a large robe and his entire face was white.

"My god, why is this person so scary?" Luo Ling shuddered in fright.

"This seems to be-Master Wu." Wei Dong looked at the person's face on the light curtain. The snow-white mask was very similar to Fang Fei's mask. "According to the reverse color effect, Master Wu wears a pure black one. mask."

Fang Fei also stood aside and stared at the light curtain on the wall: "If I'm right, this should be a witch from the Cold Night Brigade."

This is the first time the camera has captured Wu, which makes this photo very strange.

"Look at the corridor, there is another person." Zhu Haowen pointed to the position on the other side of the photo. "This person is squatting there. He is relatively small, so it is easy to be ignored."

Soon everyone found a man squatting by the wall of the corridor. This man was squatting facing the wall with his right hand raised, as if there was something painted on the wall.

"This should be a woman," Fang Fei said. "She looks a bit like... but the pattern of her clothes is wrong. No one of our members wears this kind of big colored robe."

Even if Fang Fei didn't say it, others felt the same way. The woman who was squatting there looked a bit like Du Lingyu in her hairstyle and figure.

"Don't you think that the pattern on this man's robe is similar to that of Xiayu?" Wei Dong raised this point.

It is indeed alike, and it is very alike.

If this person is really Du Lingyu, why is her body covered with blood? What is she squatting on the wall and writing?

"If the judgment is good, she should draw lines on the wall. All or part of the 7 lines on the wall came from her hands." Shao Ling said.

"But, how come you have photographed so many things? How did Mai Shen do it?" Luo Ling couldn't help but ask. In his opinion, it is impossible for a person to look in that direction from the shooting position I saw so many scenes under the stairs and the entire corridor.

"Probably I used a wide-angle lens, which can make the picture wider and the angle of view larger." Shao Ling replied, "My new mobile phone includes a wide-angle lens, which is definitely not comparable to a professional camera lens, but I still go online. I checked some information about the wide-angle lens-a wide-angle lens may produce negative space, which is somewhat similar to the white space of the picture composition. Obviously, the wide-angle degree of this photo also produces negative space, but these spaces are not all blank, it seems There is something else."

Everyone stared at the pictures on the wall. Perhaps because of the wide-angle lens, the proportions of the picture were slightly unrealistic, but they still managed to capture the Wu-sama who was going upstairs and Du Lingyu on the side of the corridor far away. In addition to these contents, there are indeed some "blank" things on the edge of this photo. These things do not belong to the light travel, nor are they simply spatial stretching, but some strange scenes like the starry sky.

"There are some stretches around the buildings and characters. According to the principle of inverse color, the photos are actually some white spots on the black background," Wei Dong frowned and studied, "What are these things?"

Mu Yiran also fixed his eyes for a long time: "This photo contains a lot of information. Let's analyze it step by step: According to Mai Peng, the speed of this photo is 1/60 second, and the shooting time is when we just entered the world. At that time, that is to say, the picture was taken an hour before we started painting.

"By comparing all aspects, it is almost certain that the girl who scribes the line on the wall is Du Lingyu. That is to say, another Du Lingyu was in this corridor an hour before we entered the painting.

"We haven't turned on the lights when we entered the painting. If we analyze the previous time, this time point is one hour before zero, that is, at 23 o'clock the day before entering the painting. This should be the time when another timeline runs, so the camera lens Another'member' will be photographed.

"But here comes the problem. It is obvious that the photo is also dark. Because there is no light in the corridor, why Du Lingyu came to the corridor alone at night. From the analysis of the blood on her body, it should be an emergency. But her The reaction is not to look for someone for help, but to draw lines on the wall. It can be seen that the matter of drawing lines is a crucial matter.

"We don’t know whether the blood on Du Lingyu is her own or someone else’s. We don’t know whether the wizard who is going upstairs has anything to do with this incident; Du Lingyu once said that she just When I came to this world, I felt the pain of being hit on the head. Was it a wizard, another Du Lingyu, or someone else who attacked her at that time..."

Fang Fei suddenly interrupted Mu Yiran's words: "When we first came to this world, if another Du Lingyu was in the same place, it would create a twin situation. Once the two people met, terrible things would happen. ."

"But so far Du Lingyu is relatively safe, and we haven't seen terrible things happen to her." Qin Ci said.

"So let's make a bold presumption," Mu Yiran continued, "That Master Wu stopped the bad consequences of the twins in time. Fang Fei once said that someone specially asked Master Wu to crack the twins' situation. I guess that hit hard. Feeling is probably a cracking technique."

Fang Fei nodded a little excitedly: "I just saw that page of the book. The way to crack the twins is to pull the two together, and then ‘beat together’ on the part of the Tianling Gai!

Wei Dong was also a little excited when he heard it. He couldn't believe that everyone had reasoned to such an extent based on just a photo: "This makes sense! But why would another Du Lingyu meet us? It stands to reason that everyone has been leaving. Isn't it a timeline?"

Mu Yiran: "It seems that the time we first entered the painting is an important node, and it is also a node that causes two timelines to overlap. At this node, it is very likely that people on the two timelines will meet."

"I still can't figure out, why is Du Lingyu alone? Why is she alone in the big evening? Where are the other'we'?!" Wei Dong still couldn't understand.

Mu Yiran's face became a little ugly, and his eyes even flashed with compassion that did not match his personality: "Perhaps, she was the only survivor at the time."

"What, what?" Everyone turned their gazes to Mu Yiran's face, "You mean, at that time, on another timeline, everyone else was dead?"