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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 322 He He 12┃ Blood Red Sky."

weight="96035"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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"Beep—"

The sound was not loud, but it passed into the ear very clearly.

How to say it, it’s as if there is something like an electronic timer in the body. No matter where you go, even if you close your ears, you can still hear this "beep—", this sound is like from your own heart Or from the brain, you can't avoid it.

Wu You was awakened by this voice.

She raised her head from the quicksand, her hair was covered with sand, and she looked at Gu Qingqing who was lying not far away.

Gu Qingqing also woke up, her spirit was not as good as Wu You, and she didn't want to move at this time.

Wu You sat up, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, showing the time-1:11:29.

"Qingqing get up quickly, it's been an hour!" Wu You stood up, and walked hard in the sand, slowly approaching his friend, "We have come out! The sand is slowly changing less!"

Gu Qingqing struggled to sit up from the sand, only then found out that the quicksand that almost buried himself completely, has now become much less.

Gu Qingqing wiped off the sand sticking on his face, and felt fortunate for the life he picked up. At this time, his eyes fell on the big leather pocket between the two: "Is that thing still in it?"

Wu You had already picked up the cowhide pocket, and carefully put his hand in it, and she took out a golden hourglass full of sands: "Yes, still."

Gu Qingqing also leaned forward, looking at the hourglass in the shape of a pair of triangles. The head of the sand filled with golden sand was like an Egyptian pyramid.

Wu You's eyes turned from bright to dark: "What use is this thing for us, it's not a woodblock fragment..."

"This is at least what the cowhide pocket needs," Gu Qingqing put the golden hourglass back into the cowhide pocket. "As soon as we came into this world, we had this cowhide pocket by our side, and nothing could be put in the pocket. There is this hourglass, so this thing must be useful to us. Maybe, maybe it can be used as a key or something."

A gust of wind blows up, and in an instant, the wind blows away. The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The two girls hugged each other tightly to resist the strong wind. The leather pockets were tightly hidden in their arms.

After about a few minutes, the wind faded away.

There is still sand left with the wind.

The wind took away the last grain of sand.

There is solid ground under the feet of the two of them, and the surrounding area is empty.

Wu You slung the cowhide pocket firmly on his shoulder, and looked at the universe-like sky and earth blankly with Gu Qingqing.

If a small space can give people a sense of fear, then the vast world nowadays gives people a sense of helplessness in the face of the vast ocean.

Now I don’t know if it’s sunset or sunrise, and a touch of red appears on the horizon. The red is not the red of the sun, but the red of blood, just like someone slaughtered a dragon on the horizon, and the blood splashed a small part of the sky.

The other half of the sky is also different in color, half of which is gray and the other half is silvery white.

Gu Qingqing took Wu You's hand and didn't know what to do next.

The two people don't know how the other groups are divided, but it is obvious that their group should be the weaker group in the whole.

In this regard, Wu You also encouraged Gu Qingqing to say: "You are in charge of mental work, and I am in charge of manual work. We are simply a peerless arrogant and invincible!"

The two were at a loss now.

Wu You frowned, stared at the gray sky for a while, and then took a few steps forward, as if something was attracting her.

Gu Qingqing immediately grabbed Wu You, a little afraid of his partner's abnormal behavior: "Wu You, what did you see?"

Wu You stood still, his eyes fixed on the gray sky: "Like a mirage, I saw and saw some ancient people at work! Working in sweat!"

Gu Qingqing hurriedly wiped his glasses with his sleeves, put them back on and looked in that direction. It was still a gray area and could not see anything: "Maybe my eyesight is not good, maybe you have more aura than me, I Can't see anything! Tell me carefully, what kind of ancient people are they and what are they doing?"

"I can't tell you clearly. Regarding the dressing of the ancients, I only know the Qing Dynasty and other dynasties..." Wu You said that he was a little embarrassed, and now he can only do his best to describe what he saw: "Anyway, these People are not from the Qing Dynasty, with a bun on their head, shirtless, cloth towels around their waists, and very fat cloth trousers... Even if they are dressed for rough jobs, I can't see what they are doing. ..."

In Wu You's eyes, these scenes are like a movie screened by light gray gauze. The movie shows an ancient documentary.

"Is there a voice?" Gu Qingqing asked.

"what?"

"Is there any sound in these people and scenes you see?"

Wu You listened attentively, there was a sound, and it was a harsh donkey cry.

Wu You quickly found this donkey called Huan in the scene. The donkey was looking around with dumpling-like eyes, and called out again when he felt bored.

"These people are unloading things from donkey carts," Wu You continued, "Those things are gray, rectangular, big and big, how big are they? That side is the size of a double desk in a primary school. Well, the thickness is... the thickness of an oven."

Gu Qingqing ignored Wu You's inappropriate metaphor, and directly converted the thickness of the oven into three books of words in his heart...

"Are they unloading goods? Is there anything else?" Gu Qingqing felt like a blind man now, and Wu You was his own eyes.

"They unloaded these large rectangular gray pieces from the donkey cart, and then moved them to a large shelf. Sitting on the bottom of the pot was making a fire. They didn't know what they were doing." Wu You rubbed his eyes and stared carefully. Looking at the people in the scene.

"Don't worry, continue to observe." Although Gu Qingqing can't see it, he still stares at the gray sky, as if he can see it according to Wu You's description. Once people fall into the reverie, they will go deep into it, "You Can you see the expressions of these people? What can you tell from their faces? Is it the joy of labor, the anger of being exploited, or something else?"

After hearing this, Wu You stared at the person facing him and the person next to him who was facing him sideways: "This is really hard to say, they seem to be very happy, but this kind of happiness is like Sneaking secretly... and they were still a little panicked. They looked left and right, as if they were doing something shameful... A big man was still scolding the croaking donkey, as if he was afraid that the sound of the donkey would cause it. The attention of others."

This is something Gu Qingqing did not expect: "You continue to observe, pay attention to the movements of their hands, and see what they are doing."

About ten minutes later, Wu You was surprised to find that a big man stabbed a stick-like thing into the gray rectangle. The two of them worked together to pull out the stick. The place where the rectangle was pierced It was like turning on a faucet, and gray water came out slowly.

Several people hurriedly took containers to pick up the gray water, as if these were what they needed.

This is the entire labor process.

Gu Qingqing listened to Wu You's description, and said nothing for a while: "I don't understand this field at all. If Brother Mu or Mr. Shao are there, maybe I will solve the puzzle."

Wu You rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then walked a few steps forward: "It's no longer possible, I can't see it, the scene is gone."

"Did they disappear completely? What are you seeing now?" Gu Qingqing asked unwillingly, "Is it the same as what I saw? It's something like gray flowing clouds."

"No, like an old photo, you can vaguely see those big gray squares, neatly placed there, and I don't know what they are for." Wu You turned around and looked at Gu Qingqing. , "How about I try to see other directions?"

Gu Qingqing: "You mean, the other two sides of the sky, there may be similar scenes?"

"Try it." Wu You turned around, facing the silver-white sky this time, "That direction is so bright, it's a bit dazzling."

Gu Qingqing didn't see anything dazzling at all, only felt that it was a faint flowing cloud floating there.

"Qingqing, I seem to understand why I can see. This may not have much to do with my eyesight." Wu You squinted his eyes and continued to stare at the silvery white. My grandma said that my eyes are very clean and I can see a lot of things that other people can't see. Because of that, I always got sick when I was a child. Every time I had to find my grandma to get rid of the evil.

"Later, my grandmother said that she had blindfolded my eyes, and if I couldn't see it, I wouldn't be harassed by those things..."

"Then why now..." Gu Qingqing asked.

"Since our bones were seen last time, I have always felt that the thing my grandma blindfolded me back then seems to be gone... I seem to be able to see those things when I was young again, but after I started painting, I was bolder. It’s not as easy to be scared as before. I thought it was my illusion before, but today these scenes are so clear that I can see them again.” There is no sadness or joy in Wu You’s expression.

Gu Qingqing stepped forward and took her hand without speaking.

Wu You rubbed his eyes again: "No, that direction is too bright, I can't see anything now, I can only see what a tree looks like..."

Gu Qingqing was a little distracted, looking at Wu You's bright eyes: "I understand now that everyone selected for painting has a reason."

Wu You nodded, thinking of this by himself, and now looked at the blood-red sky.

Maybe he couldn't see clearly at first glance, but when Wu You took a second look seriously, he covered his eyes and let out a sharp scream.

Gu Qingqing hurriedly blocked Wu You's sight with her body, patted her on the back and tried to calm her down: "What's the matter? Did you see something terrible?"

After a while, Wu You nodded, but subconsciously turned his face away, avoiding the blood-red sky in fear.

Gu Qingqing was not in a hurry to ask, just patted Wu You on the back, and then listened to the other party: "It's all ghosts."

"ghost?"

"Yes, that blood-red sky was full of ghosts, and they were all killed."

"Ghost? Was it killed?" Gu Qingqing was a little scared, but after thinking about it, he felt that the logic was different.

"Those ghosts had their stomachs torn apart, or their heads were severed...The red color was stained with ghost blood!" Wu You only felt his cold hair stand up, turning his face to avoid the blood red sky.

What Wu You said, Gu Qingqing could not see anything, only the unnaturally red sky.