Chapter 318 Hehe 08┃ Cat.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 318 Hehe 08┃ Cat."

weight="96031"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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Ke Xun and Yue Cen in the dark did not understand why these "audiences" suddenly became noisy: some of the "people" seemed to want to leave, and some of the "people" wanted to finish the game.

Ke Xun felt that he could understand some voices gradually. A child sitting not far away said sharply: "...I'm afraid of that sound."-the one in front can't understand, but this Ke Xun heard the words clearly—I was afraid of that sound.

The child's mother coaxed: "That's a play, it's a fake! The acting is a lunatic, and the watching is a fool. If you are fascinated, you will become a fool! Are you a fool?"

The child seemed to have engaged in a cruel ideological struggle, and finally seemed to cry in tears and said: "I am not a fool."

"Okay! Then let's watch. After the show is finished, there will be delicious food! There are corn, beans, and peanuts! Your favorite peanut!" The child's mother said these words, seeming to be emboldened for herself.

Hearing that there will be peanuts to eat for a while, the child stopped making trouble, and the surrounding area gradually recovered quiet, as if the whole scene was comforted by the mother.

Ke Xun listened for a while, and suddenly understood something, and was a little worried: "Sister Cen, can you hear what those people said just now?"

"I don't understand, it seems that something terrible is going to happen." Yue Cen was still holding Ke Xun's cuff in the dark, for fear that if the two of them stayed in the dark for a long time, they would gradually find each other out, "I think , Out of instinct, what they are afraid of should be the cat who is about to appear."

"I seemed to be able to hear clearly just now." Ke Xun didn't know whether this kind of "can hear clearly" was a good thing or a bad thing. Ke Xun never believed that he could suddenly understand a different language without doing anything.

Yue Cen also felt that things were beginning to develop in bad places, but couldn't think of a solution for the moment: "We have to find a way to isolate these things, but..."

As the music speeded up, the two looked up and saw that the rats' marrying team on the stage was in a mess. This chaos was not a panic, but... the group of rats seemed to be attracted by something.

The first to be attracted by that thing was the rat groom officer who just appeared from the other end of the stage—as Yue Cen said, the groom officer was riding on a bright green toad, and at this time he was driving the toad towards the thing. In the past, it seemed that this matter was 1,000 times more important than his marrying a wife.

The other rats rushed towards the thing too.

"What's that?" Ke Xun looked at the thing that appeared on the side of the stage--it was a mound-shaped point, was it a pile of loess?

It's like a lonely grave.

The mice rushed to the "solitary grave" happily, burying their heads in the soil of the grave and unable to come out, their pointed tails posed contentedly.

Just when Ke Xun finally understood what this lonely grave was, Yue Cen's voice suddenly became tense: "The mouse is starting to steal food, and the cat will be attracted soon. We can’t be sure of our identity now, it’s better. Still hide."

Just when Yue Cen couldn't do anything with this boundless darkness, he suddenly felt Ke Xun approach and whispered: "Sister Cen, can you squat down with your legs? You can't sit on the ground. "

Yue Cen didn't understand what Ke Xun meant for a while: "You mean, let me get out of the wheelchair?"

"Yes, if we want to be barely separated from the outside world, the only thing we can use at the moment is this wheelchair."

Although Ke Xun can’t see it, through touch, it can be concluded that the wheelchair has become something more in line with the era in the painting. First, the wheels of the wheelchair have become wooden wheels, and the body and armrests of the wheelchair have also changed. It was made of wood, and its volume was a bit larger than before.

Yue Cen had already left the wheelchair with the help of Ke Xun, temporarily squatting on the ground, and then felt that the cool breeze around him diminished, as if there was a wall in the air separating the wind, and he reached out and touched it. The seat of the wheelchair is like a small wooden house buckled on it, and the one supporting this small wooden house is Ke Xun beside him.

Yue Cen was also unsure of the weight of this wheelchair, so he stretched out his hand to help support, but listened to Ke Xun next to him saying, "No, this thing is very light."

"The main bunker is here. Is your side exposed?"

"No, this wheelchair happens to have a simple device like a tarpaulin awning. I pulled it down to cover myself."

Ke Xun held the wheelchair turned back in his hands and curled himself up in this simple "small wooden tent".

In the darkness, I only feel that the world is trembling. The terrifying shrill screams and the sound of wind blowing paper seem to have become noisy and feeble background music, and a low roar of tigers descending through the entire world. In an instant, people felt that the mountains and rivers changed color.

Ke Xunqing's hand holding the wheelchair trembled slightly. In the dark, he felt Yue Cen's hand groped and came to his arm, and gradually stretched upwards, so she was covering his ears.

The ears were so badly covered, Ke Xun felt that the tympanic membrane was sucked, so he had to open his mouth to prevent the facial features from being blocked at the same time.

For a while, I was a little worried about Yue Cen. Hearing the deafening roar was unbearable. Given her physical condition, how could she be better than herself?

But Yue Cen's hand is very steady, as if she was not affected by her surroundings.

In this way, Yue Cen covered Ke Xun's ears, and Ke Xun held the wheelchair with both hands, and the two held on silently in the dark.

I don't know how long it took, Ke Xun felt Yue Cen's hand release.

Suddenly recovering my hearing feels a bit strange. Fortunately, the surroundings are quiet, with only a slight wind.

"You can put down the wheelchair." Yue Cen's voice felt cordial.

Ke Xun looked around, feeling a little overwhelming.

The wheelchair was restored to its original state, Yue Cen was supported by Ke Xun and sat back again. Looking at the dark and empty surroundings, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay, just patronizing my ears." Ke Xun came to the back of the wheelchair and found the wooden armrest, which is indeed a very primitive wooden car.

"I'm not affected. The cat's voice is still dramatic to me, but it doesn't seem to be the only way to you." Yue Cen said calmly in a wheelchair.

"When I can understand those shadow puppets, I think something is wrong." For Ke Xun, the scariest cat last night was not that scary cat, but that he was almost caught by the shadow puppets. assimilation.

With the faint morning light, Ke Xun took a close look at the ground under his feet. It was cold and hard in winter, and it was no different from the feeling of stepping on it last night.

But those "spectators" were gone last night, Ke Xun tried to find some "wrecks" made of shadow puppets, but to no avail.

It's like being blown by an unnamed giant wind, the world is completely wiped, and the group of shadow puppet mice making noises is gone, and the cat that can only make terrifying sounds is gone, or even gone. That brightly lit stage.

Everything last night was like a awakened dream, and there seemed to be a fragment of the dream after closing my eyes.

"Sister Cen, why were you not disturbed by last night at all?" Ke Xun remembered the hands that covered his ears last night. Although he could feel the tension of his master, they were rare warm and firm.

"Perhaps everyone has different characteristics, like electromagnetic waves with different wavelengths, and the magnetic fields produced will be different." Yue Cen was sitting in a wheelchair, holding the wooden armrest with one hand and his knees with the other. I also had a sense of panic at the time, not because of the cats, not because of the mice, but because of the food."

"Food?" Ke Xun's mind again showed the lonely grave pile of grain on the stage.

"Yes, since those foods appeared, my heart has been pulled up. I don’t know if it’s distressed or what, but I just feel that the food is very important. But I know in my heart that I can’t do anything about it. That’s the world in the play. As an outsider, you can’t interfere.” Yue Cen looked at the homespun clothes on his body, which changed after entering the painting. “The sound of those rats eating food last night was like chewing on my heart. It’s hard to tell that feeling."

Ke Xun pushed Yue Cen and walked slowly forward. At first he was aimless, but with the brighter sky, he gradually saw the surrounding environment-this is a very empty field with green trees. They are all on the far edge, like the other shore that can never be reached.

Several low houses with round roofs stood not far away, dusty and lifeless.

Ke Xun finally found the pocket of this dress on his body, and took out the long-lost mobile phone from it. Strangely, after touching it for a long time last night, he couldn't find it, as if the mobile phone had hidden himself.

At this time, the mobile phone only has the function of displaying the time. Ke Xun looked at it: "It should have started timing after entering this world. Now it shows that 40 minutes have passed."

Yue Cen didn't talk to him, and was silent for a while before saying: "Let's go to those low houses and have a look. It seems that there is only this choice."

After all, I have only met recently, and Ke Xun didn't know much about Yue Cen. He just felt that the other party's tone was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

According to the setting of the current world, it seems that only the few strange low houses can be "investigated", maybe the woodblock fragments you are looking for are inside.

Ke Xun pushed Yue Cen and walked over. These low houses are very dilapidated, especially there are many black holes under the roots of the wall, like the place where mice got in.

The low house had no windows, only a small door. Ke Xun walked over and kicked it lightly with his foot, and the door opened.

The house was dark and empty.

The same goes for the other low houses.

The two people still found some clues in these rooms-there were some chaffs on the ground, dotted at the root of the wall.

"If the judgment is good, these should be granaries." Ke Xun said his conclusion, "but the food in it was stolen by the rats."

Yue Cen nodded, agreeing with Ke Xun's statement.

"I think there should be people if there is a granary. Why do these people allow the rats to make holes and steal the food?" Ke Xun was puzzled. "I think this should be the same as the shadow puppet show of'Rice Marrying Daughter' last night. Relationship, Sister Cen, you said last night that the most classic way of expressing "mouse marrying a girl" is New Year pictures. It stands to reason that New Year pictures usually have some blessings in it. In addition to being a bit humorous, this "mouse marrying a girl" has Does it mean anything else?"

Yue Cen looked at the corn husks that Ke Xun had just put in his palm, thoughtfully: "'Mouse marrying a girl' is actually an ancient folk belief in our country. Speaking of folk beliefs, it is actually an evolution from ancient witchcraft. What has come, after hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, has gradually become the customs of the common people, and it can even be said that the folk beliefs are the beliefs of the peasants. People pray for good weather and good harvest, which are all folk beliefs.—— As for "mouse marrying daughter", it is actually the "mouse sacrifice" activity in folk belief."

"Sacrifice to the rat?" Ke Xun, who grew up in the city, heard of such a strange sacrifice for the first time.

"Yes, sacrifice to the rat. This kind of activity is held in the first month. The specific dates and methods of sacrifice vary across the country. Some are on the seventh day of the first month, some on the tenth day, and on the 16th and 20th day of the first month. Five. On the day of offering to the rat, some areas in Shanxi will put food such as noodles at the root of the wall, saying "to celebrate the rat's marriage"; in the suburbs of Shanghai, there are people who fry sesame candy on the 16th night of the first lunar month and say yes. A wedding candy for a mouse to marry a girl's; in Xiaogan, a sesame oil lamp will be lit under the bed, and it will be worshipped and said, "Please watch the lamp, Red Lady..."

"Unexpectedly, there is so much attention to'rat marrying a girl'," Ke Xun was about to ask something, but felt something was wrong with Yue Cen, "Sister Cen, where are you uncomfortable?"

Yue Cen touched his knees and calves: "My left calf to ankle seems to be unconscious. It's been wrong from daybreak, but it's getting worse now." Yue Cen reached down and touched his calf. "It's cold and hard to touch, like a rock." With a puzzled expression, he reached into his trousers and touched his ankles, then retracted his hands instantly, his face pale.

The author has something to say:

Reader: I really want to know how the other groups are divided.

Yuyue: Little fairies, please be patient, every group will write it~

Reader: Well, who is the one?

Yuyue: This must be kept secret~

Reader: New Year's paintings can't write about the New Year in one stroke, right?

Yuyue: Do you think this is a part of "A Picture of Shanghe on Qingming Festival"?

Reader: "A Picture of the River on Qingming Festival" is not bad, when will everyone enter the game? Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~