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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 62 Breaking the Ground 19┃Dreaming."

weight="95775"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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Ke Xun had a deep dream. In the dream, he just kept walking, but he couldn't get out of the verdant bamboo forest.

Mu Yiran was not far ahead, but he would never be able to reach there. He wanted to call the other person's name, but the voice of the exit turned into a breeze into the forest...

Ke Xun opened his eyes and woke up, facing the big face of Wei Dong that came up close, Ke Xun's hand stroked as if calling for help: "Don’t turn your eyes, it reminds me of the Lord of Wangfu Home..."

"I finally woke up." Wei Dong's face was far away from Ke Xun's sight, and the area returned to normal.

Ke Xun woke up completely, the fatigue and pain all over his body were gone. Then he could see that he was in a hospital ward. He vaguely remembered that he felt particularly tired after coming out of the painting, and then he lay happily. Mu Yiran fell asleep on his back...

Perhaps because of Mu Yiran, I don’t seem to be as obsessed with offensive and defensive positions as before...

Ke Xun patted his head and almost fell...no, attack! Must attack! Never fall behind!

Wei Dong opened his mouth for a while.

Ke Xun looked at Wei Dong who was sitting next to him eating potato chips: "Hurry up and shake my bed, don't sit down, and peel me an apple! There are people who serve patients like this, hurry up, I Drink water! I want to eat a peeled apple!"

"Where do I go in summer to buy you apples? Do you want to eat the Red Fuji in the cold storage? Generally, people who just want to eat apples just have a baby..." Wei Dong stopped eating potato chips. When talking about tuberculosis, I started to find the rocker on the side of the bed to shake the bed.

"Isn't that apple peeling is standard equipment in the ward..." Ke Xun's upper body was slowly shaken, with a graceful smile on his face, "Then who, hurry up, I want to drink water."

Wei Dong directly passed a large mug with thick lines.

"Don't you have to get a straw? Is there such a way that allows patients to drink water directly?! Can't you be more delicate?!" Ke Xun finally saw the large ward he was in, and actually lived in six patients In addition, there are more than 20 people in Diliou Dangcheng.

Among the six patients, only Ke Xun did not have a cast. Ke Xun moved his feet through the quilt, and found that he was still very flexible. He bent his knees again, and there was no obstacle: "Tongzi, my legs are all right. Which one did you fold?"

Wei Dong really thought about it carefully: "I can't remember...Anyway, the big guy took you to the hospital with his hands, and took a film and said it was okay. It was basically skin trauma. The doctor urged you to leave the hospital this morning. I can't bear to wake you up, so I let you sleep for three hours."

Ke Xun simply got out of bed and moved around. There was a slight pain in his right calf. He lifted the sick pants to see that there was a large bruise on his calf, but there was no pain in the muscles, and the bones were no problem.

"We also found it strange. After coming out there, the injury seemed to have alleviated suddenly." Wei Dong could not mention "painting" in front of outsiders, even if those people were not listening to him.

"That Mr. Tweet is kind..." Ke Xun directly simplified "Drawing Tweet" into Mr. Tweet.

"That's what we think. The reason why we can heal the injury so quickly is to prepare for the next step..." Wei Dong said the truth cruelly.

"..." Ke Xun ran to the window sill and did a few difficult leg presses, which shocked the patients lying next to them, thinking that this kid was coming to the ward to make trouble.

"Bed 84, hurry up and leave the hospital before noon!" The nurse with a cold expression came in and gave an ultimatum, "Also, someone asked about your bed just now, maybe it was a visit."

Ke Xun suddenly retracted his legs on the windowsill, and adjusted his blue and white medical gown: "How about it, can I see it like this now? Will it look sick?"

Wei Dong feels that the other party is more lively and vigorous than his own, where he looks like a sick person: "The hero is not diminished back then."

"I haven't received a visiting bouquet in my life..." Ke Xun returned to the hospital bed at a speed of 100 meters, covered with a quilt and leaned against the pillow.

Wei Dong is about to say: Mu Yiran has returned to market s early, and even Qin Ci has returned to market x...

The door of the ward was pushed open, and it was Zhu Haowen who walked in. He also carried a small fruit basket in his hand. The sealed red Fuji in the cold storage...

"Hao Wener is a local in city b. He lives near, so I'm sorry not to come to see you." Wei Dong plans to borrow a stool from the clinic for Zhu Haowen to sit on.

Zhu Haowen decided to stand and put the small fruit basket in his hand on the table next to him: "I have inquired about some art museums in the past two days. That place was indeed a spring-up apartment in the past. The developer used to disperse those nail households. I also used some methods..."

After all, these things have something to do with the painting, so Wei Dong still pulled the isolation curtain of the hospital bed as if to avoid suspicion. From the outside, he probably thought that the nursing staff who accompanied the bed were helping the patient with changing clothes or helping to urinate... …

"Back then, there was a lot of news about the violent clearance of the developers, and it seemed that the news was blocked. From the relocation house near the art gallery, I can still find out some things. Legend has it that the place was cursed by the people in the spring dormitory. Hong Kong The developer is also very superstitious, so I looked at it with a Feng Shui master, and finally settled the Chunsun Apartment with rhinos and elephants. The art gallery was simply called the Rhinoceros Art Museum.” Zhu Haowen said these words consistently. 'S expressionless face.

"I also checked some legends about the Rhinoceros Art Museum from the Internet, especially about the Internet celebrity restaurant below the art museum. Many people say that if you go there to eat late at night, you will see strange things." Wei Dong took I took out my phone and clicked, "Unexpectedly, the more rumors of this kind, the more popular the restaurant."

"Something strange?" Ke Xun asked.

"The most common saying is that you will see a flash of shadow, and that shadow is often dressed in red." Wei Dong pointed to a message and read it out.

Zhu Haowen spoke again: "I just want to know, is the situation you experienced before and this time similar?"

Ke Xun thought for a while: "This time it seems to be extra real. The previous system game style is stronger and the NPC is more mechanized. I think the location this time is very critical. The picture and the real world have overlapped, which has led to many scenes being realized Very realistic restoration."

Ke Xun looked at the thin isolation curtain: "I can't say more, we can discuss some things in the group."

Zhu Haowen seems to be interested in the world in the painting: "I pay more attention to rules and logic. As long as the world is not arranged arbitrarily, it is a reasonable existence."

Wei Dong looked at Zhu Haowen and was very thankful that he had ended his roommate history with this person. If he had not experienced life and death in the painting together, the person in front of him would really look like the NPC arranged in the painting...

Wei Dong looked at "Blood and Flesh" Ke Xun again. He was drinking water with a large mug and suddenly felt a sense of happiness of being embraced by the real world.

"Don't you look at me with the old thief's eyebrows?" Ke Xun drank the water and was able to free up one eye to aim at Wei Dong.

"Plus those two, we are five people in total. See you then." Zhu Haowen said lightly, in a tone like the cold head teacher in the freshman class introducing the students: let's get to know them.

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After Zhu Haowen left, Ke Xun was discharged from the hospital and took the train back to his hometown of Z City with Wei Dong.

City Z and City B are not far away, and it takes more than two hours to take the train. There are very few people in the carriages at this time today, and there are no other passengers around the two.

Wei Dong leaned back in the chair and squinted, opening his eyes to see Ke Xun looking at the phone silly.

"What can make you happy so unhindered?" Wei Dong rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Ke Xun laughed a few times, his eyes never left the screen of the phone: "Have you ever thought about it, after we leave the painting, what kind of attitude will we immediately plunge into real life?"

"Can the omnipotent mobile phone tell you this?" Wei Dong habitually turned on the mobile phone, "Mobile phone, please tell me, who is the most lustful man in the world?"

Ke Xun directly ignored Wei Dong's words: "Dr. Qin said in the group yesterday. He rushed back to city x from city b and was immediately scheduled for a major operation. He is the chief surgeon and the operation was very successful. "

"Doctor Qin is also used to seeing big scenes. The general blood and blood will never make him shake his hand." Wei Dong casually eliminated a big red ball. The hand feels very refreshing, and it feels like he is silent on those paintings. Fight against it.

"The other one," Ke Xun said of "the other one". The eyebrows didn't seem to belong to him anymore, like an unexpressible joy from the apex of the heart, slowly spreading to the corners of the eyebrows.

Wei Dong has rarely seen Ke Xun showing a similar expression. Although Ke Xun has not shown depression in these years, he is also indulging in joy when he is with his brothers, but Wei Dong always feels that Ke Xun has retained a part, maybe that part It's left to the real-since Ke Xun's parents had an accident, he never showed the carefree smile he had when he was a teenager.

Although Mu Yiran is an unattainable international legend for Wei Dong Ke Xun living in Z City, if he can make his buddies happy from the heart, Wei Dong hopes this fairy-like person can Pressing the cloud head to stay in the world for a longer time, even if you can make yourself laugh a few times like this, it is enough.

"Have you heard? Are you hungry again just after eating KFC?" Ke Xun gently pulled Wei Dong's head.

"Who's family stabbed me?"

"..."

Wei Dong blinked vigorously, trying to suffocate the tears that were about to overflow: "Well, I didn't hear clearly just now, what happened to the boss?"

Ke Xun took the trouble to say it again: "Two hours after leaving city b, he appeared at a certain famous painting auction site in Hong Kong."

"Two hours? It takes three hours to fly from city b to Guangzhou, right? How come it takes only two hours to get to Hong Kong?" Wei Dong feels that he can be quite brainy sometimes.

Ke Xun didn't think about this issue seriously. In his imagination, as soon as Mu Yiran walked out of the art gallery, he should be picked up by some mysterious person directly. Everyone dressed up as a hacker empire...

"That's probably going to Hong Kong by private jet." Wei Dong once again saw the divine distance between the boss and ordinary people, and couldn't help but talk again: "Kerr, I still feel that the boss is too far away from us. Well... Actually, many people around us are pretty good, such as Hao Wener."

"Who is Hao Wener?" Ke Xun lifted his eyes from the phone blankly.

"forget it."