Chapter 143 Pure Land 18 The adult world is terrible.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 143 Pure Land 18 The adult world is terrible."

weight="95856"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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"Judging from the cartoons that have been determined and the corresponding props obtained, the props that correspond to the paper-cut cartoons are the most important markers in the film." Rowe pointed to his hand. The red round stone and Qin Ci’s fishing rod inside, and then continue to talk.

"People who correspond to ordinary cartoons are divided into three categories. One category of people get body organs, such as cat ears, rabbit ears, and dragon horns. People holding these props are themselves the ones in this cartoon. , The animal character with these organs,

"The second category of people get things related to the body, such as cat whiskers, such as clothes, and the person holding this kind of props is not the main character in the cartoon to which it corresponds, but it is related to the cartoon. The protagonist has an important relationship.

"For example, Mr. Zhu is the mouse among the good cats. For example, Mr. Ge. Although I don’t know which role he plays in the black cat sergeant, I think he must not be a role model, but is important to the black cat sergeant. Intersecting roles.

"The third category is for people who have obtained certain items and props. For example, Yaqing got a copper pot with engraved flowers, and this Mr. Zhang Lifeng got two longan cores, and now only the two of them can’t determine the corresponding. Which cartoon is it?

"But if we look at the role of the props held by the first two types of people in the cartoon, can we think that these two props play a vital role in the main plot in their corresponding cartoon? , Or have a close relationship with the main character, or these two props, definitely not only exist as the background in the cartoon, but very existential things.

"If you use this as a prerequisite, can you narrow the range of options to the greatest extent possible by searching in these cartoons with names listed? I wonder if Mr. Mu agrees with my speculation?"

There was a rare glimmer of appreciation in Mu Yiran's eyes, but his voice was as cold as ever: "I agree with your point of view."

"It's worthy of being a polytechnic male student," Ke Xun shook his tail, curling up Mu Yiran's trouser legs intentionally or unintentionally. "The ability to analyze and summarize problems is not a good one. According to your guess, we can try to eliminate the obvious The cartoons that do not meet the requirements are removed, and the rest will be discussed."

"You better be quicker, time is not waiting for anyone." Zhu Haowen reminded lightly beside him.

After Qin Ci wrote down his corresponding cartoon name on the paper in the box, he rushed over and Ke Xun to help Li Yaqing and Zhang Lifeng study their corresponding cartoon.

Since the attribute points of the two longan cores of Zhang Lifeng's props are more obscure, let's start with the relatively easier props in Li Yaqing's hands.

Ke Xun and Qin Ci first selected all the cartoons with ancient backgrounds, and then crossed out the cartoons that were sure that they would not contain such things as the bronze pots of chisel flowers, and then carefully recalled the plot step by step in the remaining cartoon titles. .

Time is very tight. According to the past practice, at 11 o'clock in the night, all entrants can no longer leave the restricted area of ​​the painting. Once they leave the area or do not return to the area, they will all die or be randomly selected to die.

At twelve o'clock in the night, it is usually the time when the official death rule starts.

There is not much time left until midnight at midnight. Everyone is nervous. Everyone’s eyes are focused on the faces of Ke Xun and Qin Ci, who are concentrating and thinking, as if these two are doing a rescue of others. Surgery.

"I think it should be this cartoon, Meow," Ke Xun raised his head and pointed to a line on the paper to show Rowe and Li Yaqing. "The Book of Heaven is more likely than other cartoons. Meow."

"Are there any bronze pots of engraved flowers in "The Book of Heaven"? Wei Dong recalled vigorously.

Most of the other people present also made the same expression of being lost in memory. This cartoon is too classic and many people have seen it.

"There is a cornucopia in there, meow," Ke Xun reminded everyone. "The most impressive thing about me is that the county magistrate's father fell into the basin, and a bunch of old men jumped out, yelling that I am his father and I am his father, then The plot made Meow laugh to death."

"Just write this." Rowe said to his girlfriend.

Li Yaqing has no masters, and his boyfriend does what he says, shaking his hands and writes the words "Tanshu Qi Tan" on the paper.

The next step is to help Zhang Lifeng screen the cartoons, but the prop attributes of the two longan cores are too vague. Even if the method and elimination method described by Rowe are used together, they still cannot delineate the scope.

Time passed by, seeing that it was only three minutes before midnight, Qin Ci shook his head gently, as if announcing the rescue was invalid.

Zhang Lifeng was on the verge of collapse, pushed away the crowd around him, rushed to the box, and wrote a name on the piece of paper: "Nine Colored Deer".

"Why write this name?" Ke Xun looked at him.

Zhang Lifeng wiped his face and said with a wry smile: "This is one of the few old domestic cartoons I have watched when I was a child. I can hardly remember what story it tells. I just remember that there is one that seems to be satisfying. The sacred deer that people desire, I hope this deer can bring me some good luck..."

Ke Xun didn't speak any more. He really didn't think that the two longan cores belonged to the cartoon of Nine Color Deer, but the name had been written on the paper, and it was useless to say anything at this moment.

The phone time finally jumped to 12:00.

Everyone stood in front of their corresponding door, strained all their nerves, waiting for the imminent moment of death.

Ke Xun held Mu Yiran's hand tightly, feeling calmer and calmer than ever.

Life has to live together, and death has to die together. Since this belief was planted in his heart, he has no more fears.

The dark blue background on the wall was printed with a yellow star and moon pattern, which suddenly began to flicker, the pattern became hazy and distorted, as if a blurred dream had suddenly started.

In the dream, the stars and moon lost their warm colors and lovely shapes, and gradually turned into adult faces. These faces have different expressions, ranging from anger, sorrow, despair, numbness, greed, and treacherousness. There are lust, insidious, cold, vicious, vicious, hostile, gloating, servile, sneered, sneered, smirk, smirk, smirk, and not laugh...

Every complex emotion that humans can have is unabashedly displayed on these faces.

Li Yaqing screamed in fright and buried his head in Rowe's arms. Wei Miao squatted down and hugged his head trembling, not daring to look up again.

The men also looked at these faces on the wall with horror. Although these faces would not move, although they were only fixed on the wall like the pattern of a mural, although they all came from the truest expressions of people in reality, it was because This is true, but it makes people frightened.

Perhaps, no one has realized that it is so terrible to present human negative emotions so straightforwardly.

Humans are terrible.

No, or I should say, my lord, it's terrible.

When all the patterns of stars and moons turned into human faces, the box in the middle of the room suddenly heard a burst of childlike and playful music, like the opening song of a cartoon.

And just in the lively and sweet music, Zhang Lifeng let out a scream, everyone's eyes hurriedly followed the sound, but when they saw Zhang Lifeng, the whole person was melting.

Yes, it melts.

His skin slowly melted like liquid and flowed down his torso to the ground. As a result, his facial features became distorted and gradually blurred. Only a mouth was barely left with a black hole, and he continued to make a terrible cry.

And when the skin melted, the next thing that melted was his flesh and bones. The bright red and thick blood, like wax dripped from a candle, slipped layer by layer from his torso, staining the floor under his feet , And quickly spread to the surrounding area.

Li Yaqing and Wei Miao were frightened, screaming and crying, crawling on the ground trying to get away, Wei Dong and Rowe's faces turned pale, Ge Lei was shocked on the spot, his body seemed to be He was generally possessed, unable to move, and watched Zhang Lifeng's blood soak the soles and uppers of his feet.

Zhang Lifeng's screams gradually disappeared, and his body has melted so that no human form can be seen, like an ice cream that has lost its shape in the sun.

A person of flesh and blood melted alive in front of everyone's eyes, and most of the room was covered with red and glaring blood, without a single hair, or a tooth, or even a nail.

Wei Dong vomited in the corner of the wall, and the two girls fainted. Rowe bit his lip as hard as he could.

Even if Qin Ci is a doctor, he turned his head away as he couldn't bear to see patients who were accustomed to various methods of death.

Ke Xun lowered his head and put his forehead on Mu Yiran's shoulder. Zhu Haowen next to him was probably the most calm one among the crowd, because he was now color blind, and Zhang Lifeng's blood was nothing but a gray in his eyes.

Everyone was shocked by the horror of Zhang Lifeng's death, and suddenly they heard a "choking", followed by a small sound of "hum, hum", as if something fell to the ground one after another.

Mu Yiran, Ke Xun, Zhu Haowen, and Qin Ci, these few people who were able to maintain their composure immediately followed the prestige, but when they saw the place where the sound was made, Qi Qiang suddenly fell behind.

His prop sword fell beside his body, but after his head fell to the ground, it still rolled grunting for a while, and the broken neck dragged a thick blood mark on the floor.

On the walls and floor around Qi Qiang’s corpse, blood spurted from the aorta of the neck was sprayed everywhere, coupled with the large pool of blood left on the ground after Zhang Lifeng melted, this room was originally full of dreamlike children The interesting room suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth.

A few people did not make a sound for a long time, nor did they make any movements, and the room fell into a dead silence.

Although they were psychologically prepared to face death, the way these two people died still seemed so sudden and cruel that it was difficult for everyone to accept and find the ability to think calmly at a time.

What's more, the death period has just begun. No one knows if there will be a third person that night, and then die in front of everyone in a bizarre way.

The room was plunged into an atmosphere of fear, tension and total collapse. Everyone was tensing all nerves, waiting for death again without any resistance.