Paintings of Terror

Wei Dong wiped his eyes, and when they finished, they were blurred again: "Go **** painting! Go fucking!"

The film in his hand felt a noticeable pulling force, and Luo Ling was reminding himself to send it.

Weidong's reaction was a little numb, but he heard Ke Xun say in his ears: "Next."

Yes, no matter whether it was once or in the future, no one can conclude that what the camera takes is inevitable.

The formation of history is accidental, and no one can tell the story of the future. At this moment, weeping and wiping tears have a fart. As soon as the film in Weidong's hand loosened, the second picture appeared on the light curtain.

Thirteen pairs of eyes (including Xinchun) looked at the light curtain, and half of their eyes were wet.

The color of the second negative was very bright, and it was obviously night.

There seemed to be many people asleep on the bed, this is a quiet picture.

Mu Yiran stepped forward and stared at a small black dot in the corner of the picture: "Next."

The next one was still at night, and everyone fell asleep on the bed, and it seemed to be no different from the previous one.

Mu Yiran continued to stare at the same upper left corner of the picture, the black dot: "Go back to the previous one."

The picture returned to the previous one, and everyone subconsciously began to find the differences between these two seemingly similar pictures.

"There is one less person here!" Du Lingyu walked forward two steps, feeling a little scared, and felt that Ke Xun was standing next to him. Only then did he lower his red and swollen eyes, walked forward and pointed to the right of the picture. In the lower position, "This place in the second one is missing one person."

The bed was dark, and the figures on the bed were also dark, it was impossible to tell who was who, or even the number of people. ——Although the negative film is used to express the dark effect of inverse white, but a large area of ​​white is even more difficult to distinguish.

The two pictures on the light curtain were constantly switching. Everyone followed Du Lingyu’s guidance and found the difference in the bottom right of the picture—the first one was full of people sleeping, and the second was near the edge of the picture. Make a place for one person.

"Who is that person?" Cao Youning asked, "Should we count people from there?"

It's hard to tell how many people there are. Everyone is sleeping together in big cotton robes. It's hard to tell the specific number.

However, Wei Dong felt a little relaxed, because according to people's habits, where he slept the first night, he would usually choose to sleep in the same place the second night. According to the order of last night, Mu Yiran slept on the edge. Ke Xun was next to Mu Yiran, and he was next to Ke Xun. Although it is difficult to determine the specific number of people from the picture, it is certain that he was photographed. At least seven or eight people arrived.

In other words, Mu Yiran is safe, Ke Xun is safe, Wei Dong is safe, Luo Ge is safe, Zhu Haowen is safe, Qin Ci's is safe... Ke Xun is safe.

Wei Dong admitted that he was selfish, but at this time he really cared more about the safety of the old members.

As a girl, Fang Fei couldn't be photographed on the other side of the bed.

"How do I think that person is you?" Cao Youning looked at Lu Heng.

"Why?" Since Xi Shengnan's departure, Lu Heng's cowardice seemed to weaken a lot, although he lost consciousness more often.

"Because I slept next to you last night." Cao Youning pointed to the bottom right of the light curtain, "Look, the bigger one, that person should be me, there is a slight distance between me and the person in front of me. It's Mai Peng."

"Why is there a distance?" Mai Peng asked-the lamp brigade was very cold, and everyone would lie down together involuntarily, so that they could warm their bodies.

"I, I'm afraid you will spread a cold to me."

"Ok."

"So that person is me, and Lu Heng on the other side of me, but the second Lu Heng is gone!" Cao Youning said.

Many people's eyes were focused on Lu Heng, not knowing where he could go in the middle of the night.

Lu Heng didn't know it himself, his eyes were innocent and helpless.

Zhu Haowen asked, "Did anyone get up late last night?"

No one answered. Only Cao Youning thought for a while and said, "I was too sleepy last night, and I lay down and slept for a long time."

Du Lingyu: "Actually, I wanted to go there a bit last night, but I didn't dare. Later, I fell asleep in a daze."

"When was this taken?" Qin Ci asked.

"The first one is 1/1000 second, maybe 3 or 4 hours later, and the second one is 1/2000 second, maybe 4 hours or 8 hours later," Mai Peng said, "In fact, up to now We have not fully understood this law either."

Mu Yiran's brows gradually stretched: "Look at the next one, the one in 1/4000 seconds."

The picture on the light curtain advances to the next picture. The picture is still white, white and gray, and it looks like it is still dark. The bed is actually empty, and there is only one figure sitting on the bed!

Luo Er almost screamed: "What's the matter?! Where are the people? Where are they? Obviously still at night! Who is the person sitting on the bed!"

Zhu Haowen: "There is also the person lying on the side."

"Wh, what? Lying on the edge..." Luo Ling looked at a place very close to the edge of the photo. There really was a person lying there. Because only half of the shot was taken, I wouldn’t notice it if I didn’t look closely. It's weird, isn't it, the big guys have all moved to the other side to sleep..."

For a while, everyone panicked, trying to tell who it was from the sitting figure, but the photo was blurry, and only a man could be seen, as if he was not very tall.

Ke Xun came to Mu Yiran gently: "Are you looking at that incense?"

Mu Yiran turned his face to look at Ke Xun, but said nothing for a while.

However, Ke Xun saw a very complicated sentiment in the eyes of the other party, with the fortunate to recover from the loss, and the unreasonable sadness. This was never an expression that should belong to Mu Yiran.

"Thinking out quickly, everything else is a paper tiger~" Ke Xun clenched his fist and gently slapped Mu Yiran's fist that was also clenched. "Big brother, please use IQ to crush."

Mu Yiran's eyes flashed, and he said to everyone with a positive tone: "It should be certain that the camera shutter speed advances to double the time. The three photos just now show the night scene, but It’s a different time period, even a different timeline."

"Timeline?" Many people are asking.

"Although there is no conclusive evidence, I think this world has more than one timeline." Mu Yiran said.

"You mean, parallel space?" Shao Ling asked.

"No, the parallel space is a space-time that has no intersecting points with the original space. But through comparing and observing these three photos, I think that another timeline can be connected to our current timeline, but I can’t find it temporarily. To the point of connection."

Mu Yiran looked at the confused people and continued: "Everyone can pay attention to the black dot in the upper left corner of the picture. That is the incense stick I placed in the corner of the room. The red flame of the incense stick is very dark in the dark. Eye-catching."

All eyes were focused on the incense head in the photo.

"Mai Peng said just now. The time taken to take these three photos is 1/1000 second, 1/2000 second, 1/4000 second, which can be judged by the position of the incense burning point. There are 4 shots taken in 1/1000 second. In the scene after hours, it can be seen that the advancement of this number of seconds should be multiplied. According to this law, the shot taken in 1/2000 second should be 8 hours later. From the point of view of the burning point, this is indeed the case."

Luo Wei frowned and said, "According to this calculation, the 1/4000 second is 16 hours later?"

"It should be so," Mu Yiran fixed his eyes on the 1/4000-second picture. "But strangely, the burning point on this photo is higher than the previous one, but there is no change."

There was some silence in the air.

"I didn't react," Wei Dong thought carefully about Mu Yiran's words, "could it be that time has stopped?"

"Time has stopped in our world, and all the people in the lamp brigade have entered an irresistible sleep," Mu Yiran slowly said his speculation, "Even, people’s breathing in their sleep is suspended. This timeout period, if I guessed it right, should be 12 hours."

"Why why?" Luo Ming was completely confused, "I must elaborate, I don't understand at all."

Mu Yiran stood by the light curtain, facing the crowd: "Let’s forget yesterday’s assumption of time, because the time we entered the painting is not necessarily related to the time in the painting. In order to make everyone more clear, we now assume the time of lighting the lamp. It is zero.

"Zero is the beginning, and it is also the time when we just came to the Light Brigade."

Indeed, soon after everyone entered the painting, the lamplighter lit the lamp brigade.

Mu Yiran continued: "When the light is turned on at zero, this light will last for four hours, and then it will be turned off for a long time. In other words, when the light is turned off at 4:00, everyone can still be in the dark after the light is turned off. Stay awake, just like we are now, but after a few hours, you will involuntarily enter a compulsive deep sleep state. This time should be 12:00.

"Take the three future pictures just now, for example, the time when Mai Peng took pictures was about one and a half hours before the lights went out, which is one and a half hours before 4:00, at about 2:30. The first future picture was taken. What happened 4 hours later, that is, at 6:30, everyone was already lying on the bed at that time, and it is unknown whether or not they went to sleep; the second picture was taken 8 hours later, that is, at 10:30, when someone left. I don't know its purpose, but because the incense burning continues, it is still on our timeline at this time.

"The third picture was taken 16 hours later, that is, at 18:30. At this time, the incense point solidified and stayed at about 12:00, that is, from 12:00 to 18:30. Time period, the time in this world is frozen, even if it is passing, it cannot be detected by any time instrument-except the camera. Therefore, I temporarily set the timeline after 12:00 as another one.

"The'us' on the other timeline also exists. Maybe we will be transformed into'them' after we'sleeping', or'them' will live in the dreamland after we've been asleep.

"'They' have the same personality and emotions as ours, and perhaps have the same purpose as us, that is, to find signatures and go out.

"However, the situation of'them' is obviously not good. Only one person is left at home in the dark. This is rare. It is unlikely that one person will be left to look after the house. On the contrary, it is more like... A person."

This sentence made everyone hold their breath, and Fang Fei said for a long time: "Beside, there is a sleeping companion."

"That person is dead, or it can be said that that person was not dead at the time," Mu Yiran sighed lightly. "There are black lines in the hairpin of that person. In reality, they are light patterns in jade. If I guessed right, that person was Xi Shengnan.

"Xi Shengnan is still alive."