Paintings of Terror

"Sister Cen..." Luo Wei and Wu You cried and threw themselves on Yue Cen's body, but Gu Qingqing wiped away the tears and stood up and looked at everyone: "Sister Cen said,'Bugs, long bugs, our faces '."

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously. In the last note, Wan Yu also saw a long insect with the faces of himself and his companion in the state of dying. He did not expect that Yue Cen had seen the same insect.

But what is difficult to explain is that if all Wanyu and Yue Cen saw were demons, why would demons have the faces of people like them?

And if these are just the hallucinations that Wanyu and Yue Cen had because of their dying lives, how could it be explained that they both saw the bug instead of something else by coincidence?

"Will the bug be the key?" Shao Ling's sweaty hair fell back to his forehead, which made him look anxious and embarrassed.

He looked at Mu Yiran, and saw that he was still frowning and sinking in desperate thinking, his tall figure was still straight and firm, and Ke Xun, standing beside him, was calmer than ever. Shen Yi, he cleaned up his tears, sealed the deep affection he used to have for his companions, and recovered his incomparable strength and conviction. Now he is steadily accompanying him in the animal husbandry in a state of sensibility to almost coldness. The stunned side is his strongest spiritual pillar.

"Bugs must exist in a dimension we can't see," Ke Xun heard his question, and answered him calmly like a machine, "Wu You, stop crying, wipe your tears, and confirm again, can you see Something unusual."

Wu You wiped his face with his sleeve and nodded in a dumb voice: "Okay, I will always look at the bones..."

Looking at every dead companion.

"There is still nothing unusual for the time being." She carefully looked at Yue Cen, and then at the sacrificed Wei Dong and Fang Fei, and finally looked at the infinitely terrifying tornado that she had originally feared.

On the altar, the blood of Wei Dong and Fang Fei was still flowing, as if they were trying to clean the blood of the whole body. The ghost symbols formed by the blood were spreading in all directions of the altar as the blood flowed. The blood of the three people is also slowly connecting into pieces.

"We got too little information..." Shao Ling grabbed his hair, "Why is it a'bug'? A bug... a bug... what's wrong with a bug? A bug... a bug?! Could it be-- could it mean it? Dayu?!"

"Why Dayu?" Ke Xun asked.

"The word "Yu" is explained in "Shuowen" and it is written: "Chongye, Congxuan, pictogram." A well-known antiquity scholar believed that Dayu was probably an animal cast on Jiuding.

"The Nine Ding Ding is engraved with the wonders of the world, and Yu is the most powerful of all the animals on the Ding, or its image on the Nine Ding is just applying soil and controlling water, so there is the legend of Yu controlling water, plus With word of mouth and constant beautification,'it' was slowly passed down as'him', and an animal image on Jiuding became the master of a generation.

"Plus the explanation in "Shuowen", this scholar thinks that Yu is a kind of insect." Shao Ling forced himself to calm down like Ke Xun, trying to search the relevant information stored in his brain. "However, this argument is very controversial, and more scholars believe that Dayu is indeed a man—could it be that what Wan Yu and Yue Cen really saw was...

"Then why does'Yu' have our faces on his body?" Ke Xun asked calmly.

Shao Ling shook his head: "I can't explain..."

"And why is Yu in a dimension that only consciousness can reach?" Ke Xun's gaze fell on Yue Cen's pale face, "I think there are two key words: insects, and high dimensions."

"——Insects, high-dimensional——" Zhu Haowen suddenly turned his face to look at him, "You know, if you are in a four-dimensional space or possibly a higher-dimensional space, you will see a creature in the three-dimensional space. A long worm-because four-dimensional creatures are not limited by time, they can see everything that happens on the entire timeline at once.

"For example, when we humans look at things, we can only see what is happening in front of us. We cannot see what has happened in the past and what will happen in the future. But unlike four-dimensional or high-dimensional creatures, they can see the past, present, and In the future, they can see what happens at any point in time.

"So if they can see the creatures in the three-dimensional space, then the shape of the three-dimensional creatures at every point in time will appear in their eyes at the same time.

"For another analogy, if I walk from here to Shao Ling's side, it will take three seconds in total. The first second I move my left leg and it is one step away, and the second second I move my right leg and it takes two steps. In the third second, I moved my left leg beside Shao Ling. Then in the eyes of high-dimensional creatures, the current me, the first second, the second and the third me all appear at the same time, imagine- What do these images look like?

"It's like a special effect of a motion trajectory. At all points of time, I am connected together, and my figure trajectory forms a long line-like a bug. That's why Wan Yu said that the bugs are full of people. Face, that's because this bug is connected by countless images of our bodies!

"So-so after Wanyu and Yue Cen's consciousness escaped from the physical body, they came to a higher dimension. Looking at the three-dimensional space where our body is located in the higher dimensional space, what we see is the behavior of'full time period'. Track!

"——This shows that when we die, consciousness really goes to high-dimensional space, and it can really exist without the body!"

"In other words, maybe we can really try to resist the power of the demon in the form of consciousness after the body dies?" Shao Ling clenched his fist.

"...It's not certain. If our consciousness still has memories and beliefs after our body is completely dead, why can't we notice the slightest change in the state of affairs?" Zhu Haowen pointed to the top of his finger that was again protruded from the wind. The dark and terrifying monster, "At least with Fang Fei’s personality, if she still has memories and beliefs, she will always do something to stop this ghost, or even if she still has memories and beliefs, she may not have any Ability to do anything, only...watching."

This disappointing and desperate statement again, everyone has no time to pay attention, the terrifying monster is struggling to get out of the wind again, and with a fierce and violent posture, it wants to pounce on everyone below!

"Need...need to be connected--" someone shouted hoarsely.

Someone needs to die, now, immediately, immediately, to die.

"Brother Qin," Li Xiaochun suddenly held the meat picking knife he brought in his hand, "You are ready to rescue the needle. If the time required for one needle is not long enough, then two needles, if two needles don't work, then three needles. I think I want to go back to the photo a few more times, and I try to say more about what I see."

"Xiaochun--" everyone called him sadly.

But what can I do, knowing that I can't stop it, I can only watch it like this.

"Brothers and sisters," Li Xiaochun trembling hands clenched the knife, "Although I don't want to die, I'm not afraid of death. You don't have to feel sorry for me. There were many offenses before, so don't take it to your heart. I'm leaving. Goodbye!"

At the moment the blood splattered, don't start and close your eyes vigorously.

"Wu You!" Ke Xun was always calm, and gave a sigh. Wu You had turned his head off, and immediately reacted after hearing the sound. He turned back hurriedly, enduring great grief and pain, and looked at Li Xiaochun in the process of falling. .

Qin Ci was by Li Xiaochun's side, supporting his body, carefully laying down on the altar, and then taking the pulse, reading the heart rate, taking the needle, injecting, and removing the needle.

Another companion was abruptly pulled back from the edge of death, struggling hard in the pain of extinction.

"Insect... Zhu... That's right..." Li Xiaochun uttered with difficulty, and the pain made him groan and convulse. He kicked his legs in a pool of blood and slapped helplessly on the ground. The blood continued to rush outward without stopping, allowing him to feel the process of the blood in his body draining from his body with extreme cruelty in the last few seconds of his life.

"...Cen...they..." Li Xiaochun tried his best to move his eyes, and finally paused to look in the direction of Mu Yiran.

"What did he want to say in the end?" Shao Ling took a few steps and rushed to Qin Ci's side. "What else did he say in the end?"

Qin Ci shook his head slightly: "Just talk about'them' and nothing will happen."

"Too short...too short..." Shao Ling's nerves finally collapsed. He shook his head and closed his eyes in pain. "Does it need us to die like this one by one, one by one can only tell Three or five words, slowly come up with the truth?"

"Did you see Li Xiaochun's hand?" Ke Xun's voice suddenly appeared next to him, seeing him squatting down, watching Li Xiaochun's hand gripping the ground tightly.

This hand had been soaked in blood red with his own blood, with his five fingers stretched out, pressing **** the ground.

"What does this mean?" Gu Qingqing asked tremblingly.

"He wants to show us," Ke Xun said. "He wants to show us what he can't say with his fingers."

"The ground? The altar?" Shao Ling looked at Li Xiaochun's blood-red and twisted fingers, his eyes hot.

"There are three possibilities," Ke Xun was terribly calm at this time. "One possibility refers to the altar. Combined with what he said at the end, he said that Sister Cen and Dongzi Fang Fei are the others. I think he wanted to say them. Where are the three consciousnesses at this time. If it refers to the altar, then maybe their three consciousnesses are attached to the altar;

"The second possibility is in the altar, just below the surface of the altar. His fingers are on the ground. If it refers to the floor of the altar, I think the hand should be flatter. Like slapped on the ground with a palm, this gesture is more like pointing to the ground, and his fingers are digging, I feel like I want to pull the ground apart, so it may also refer to the altar. internal;

"The third possibility is blood. His body is full of blood, his fingers are bent, and his palm looks like an empty bag. In addition to scratching, it also seems to be grasping or gathering. There is nothing on this flat altar. The only thing that can be gathered is blood, and what he wants to gather may be blood.

"Wu You, did you see anything just now? In Xiaochun...at the moment Xiaochun left."

Wu You nodded desperately, tears were thrown down all over, and he choked: "I saw a very faint light, pulling away from Xiaochun's body, but it only disappeared for a moment. "

"How is a disappearance method?" Ke Xun asked, "is it drifting, or is there a direction for disappearing?"

Wu You pointed to the altar floor: "Disappeared downward."

"Down?!" Shao Ling repeated in surprise, thinking that it would float in the air or fly directly into the sky like people imagined that the soul would go out of its body. "Will this weak light be Xiaochun's consciousness?"

"I think it is." Zhu Haowen said.

"Why is it going down?" Shao Ling stared at the floor of the altar. "The last note said that Wan Yu's consciousness floated in the air. Why did Xiaochun go down?"

"Perhaps because when Wanyu's consciousness escaped from the body, she herself was under the altar, but Xiaochun is on the altar at this moment," Ke Xun said, "and Wanyu should not have passed away before the demon at that time. At the last moment, why would her consciousness still be floating in the air, but Xiaochun's was gone in a flash?

"I think the problem lies on this altar that will open the door to the ghost world.

"Wu You, take a closer look at the altar and look down. When you observed the altar before, you didn't see the inside of the altar through the blood, did you? Now you see through the blood, you see these ghosts made of blood. Wen Jian."

Hearing the words, Wu You gritted his teeth and stepped into the pool of blood of his companions, shaking and sobbing, and struggling to look intently at the **** ghost script altar at his feet with suppressed grief.

"--It seems that there is something--" Wu You exclaimed, distorting his tone because of eagerness, "Something is under the altar!"