"Haowen, don't scare us. This NPC you're talking about seems like a boss behind the scenes, and he's been watching us eagerly." Weidong quickened the pace of eating breakfast, not wanting some of the analysis that came later to affect his mood for eating.
"The NPC is definitely not the boss, " Qin Ci finished drinking the milk in the cup, "but the NPC must be able to represent the boss, or at least be the boss's close follower. Think back to the scenes in the previous paintings, isn't it always like this?"
"You mean to say that if NPCs can't show up, the bosses behind the scenes can't show up either? They are completely different from us." This time it was Shi Zhendong who spoke.
This statement has been recognized by many people, but no one can give a clear answer about the actual relationship between shadow and entity.
"Our search focus this time is still near the maze," Qin Ci looked at the remaining seven people, "Except the four people who are working, there are only three people looking for signatures."
"Time is tight, so this is the only way." Shi Zhendong took the initiative to say, "I am already familiar with the essentials of the work. I will stay to work in the morning and try to finish all three tanks."
Miao Zipei also took the initiative to say: "Doctor Qin has experience, I will stay and do the work. I am already very familiar with the storage of those berries."
Weidong also took the initiative to take charge of the work in the purple room.
There was not even one person here to give way to Ke Xun. He looked at Mu Yiran pitifully and said, "Then you guys go ahead. Be careful."
Mu Yiran lowered his eyelids and raised his eyes: "People who work must remember not to be alone in the hall. Even if you go to the bathroom, you must have at least one person to accompany you."
Everyone nodded silently. Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran with sparkling eyes. The barrage of thoughts in his mind was: You have to be careful too. Remember to pick flowers for me. Don't get yourself dirty.
Ke Xun shuddered. How did he unconsciously become so stupid and effeminate? Mu Yiran was also apparently softened by Ke Xun's eyes, and even forgot to keep a cold expression...
Ke Xun also felt strange for a moment. Something was not right just now, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Now time is running out and everyone doesn't want to waste even a minute, so they quickly split into two groups, with four people working in the workroom and three going to the maze outside to look for the answer.
Ke Xun finally said to the three people who were working, "We must stay alert. I felt like I was almost bewitched by something just now. If anyone wants to go to the toilet later, it's best to shout at the door. If someone agrees, then we can go together."
No one dared to neglect the matter that had deceived them. They all nodded and remembered it clearly, and then went back to their rooms to work.
Although Ke Xun had something on his mind, it did not affect his work efficiency. After all, he was the only one left in the room, so he had to complete the task faster than others.
The strange thought just now is still a mystery. Thinking back carefully, it was clearly a thought that popped up from my mind, but when I think about it carefully, it is not right.
While picking off the berry branches and leaves, Ke Xun carefully recalled what had just happened. That inexplicable, coquettish words were indeed a voice that emerged in his mind, as if there was someone hiding in his heart who suddenly revealed a secret to him.
If someone's will is not strong enough, he might show some signs of his behavior on the surface - Ke Xun smiled shamelessly, his eyes at that time had already slightly exposed his inner thoughts.
Ke Xun thought carefully about where he was just now. There were obviously many people in the hall, so he was not alone in the hall at all. Why was he still bewitched? Could it be that his position and behavior violated some implicit conditions?
I was listening carefully to everyone's analysis at that time. I was sitting facing a wooden cabinet against the wall. There was nothing strange about that cabinet. It was made entirely of pure wood with glass inlaid in it. There was not even any color on it.
Ke Xun's mind flashed, as if he had caught a glimpse of inspiration. At this moment, he suddenly heard Shi Zhendong's voice coming from outside: "Is anyone going to the bathroom? Come and keep me company."
Ke Xun had no intention of accompanying Shi Zhendong to the toilet. He was still trying to find inspiration, and then he heard Miao Zipei from the next room answer, "Let's go together."
It makes people feel relieved that two people can go together.
Ke Xun continued to think about the cabinet with peace of mind, the handmade wooden cabinet placed against the wall, with a bright glass door, through which he could see the exquisite tea sets placed inside.
The glass sparkled and reflected light, and as long as the angle was right, you could see your own image on it.
shadow.
The image in glass or mirror is also a shadow.
Ke Xun suddenly realized, and remembered that someone had been bewitched alone in the hall before. Mu Yiran had analyzed that it was because the shadow and the entity had become estranged, and the boss could control the entity through the shadow.
Could it be that the strange voice in my heart just now was made by the shadow on the glass door? Why did it use such strange words to deceive me?
Ke Xun really didn't dare to imagine what he would become if he was bewitched - thinking back to the jealous Xin Beibei and the violent and barbaric Guo Lixia, would he become a transvestite with gentle eyes?
Mu Yiran actually gave him a look that showed he was slightly moved. Now that he thought about it, this was clearly an illusion in his eyes, and it was also one of the ways in which the shadow bewitched him!
Ke Xun was very glad that he was not tempted by success...
After thinking all this through, Ke Xun suddenly remembered that two members had just gone to the bathroom. He quickly opened the door, intending to remind everyone to pay attention to the glass cabinet. As a result, when he opened the door, he saw Shi Zhendong and Miao Zipei sitting at the table in the hall, talking about something.
Shi Zhendong frowned, and it was Miao Zipei who spoke: "I visit many art galleries around the world every holiday. Some foreign art galleries are very unique: some art galleries use a peculiarly shaped container and put candies equal to the weight of the painter in it. When guests leave, each person can take a candy from the container. I think this design is very thoughtful, as if the inspiration and artistic sense of the painter have been conveyed to everyone."
Even Ke Xun thought that this design was very good. Why didn’t the art galleries he had visited give out candies?
Miao Zipei raised his eyes and saw Ke Xun, then he smiled and waved for him to come over. This strange and enthusiastic gesture made Ke Xun a little uncomfortable.
Although Miao Zipei likes to talk about art, he seldom speaks directly, and such an enthusiastic greeting is rare.
Ke Xun and Shi Zhendong exchanged glances, then smiled at Miao Zipei: "Although I'm a little resistant to places like art galleries now, what you just said is really good."
"Many successful painters have an absolute devotion to art. In ancient times, some painters would even obtain paint from their own bodies to paint, and some painters would even sacrifice their relatives..."
Ke Xun couldn't bear to listen any longer: "Some people sacrifice themselves for art, that may be their choice, but if they let their loved ones sacrifice for art, that would be too selfish and cruel."
Miao Zipei just smiled faintly and continued: "Have you heard of the story of the famous Japanese painting "Hell Transformation"? In order to better depict the burning carriage in hell, a painter put firewood on his beautiful daughter's carriage. He watched his daughter burn to death in the burning carriage, and then watched the carriage fall off a cliff... But the painter created the "Hell Transformation" that made everyone feel terrified and desperate."
Ke Xun was about to say something, but when he saw Shi Zhendong giving him a gentle look, he nodded and said nothing.
It is best not to become the target of those who are bewitched, otherwise you might become the target of sneak attacks and assaults by these people. It is better to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.
After all, Shi Zhendong is older and more experienced. He smiled and said to Miao Zipei, "We still have a lot of berries that have not been stored. Let's hurry up and work."
Out of his devotion to color, Miao Zipei first returned to his yellow room.
Ke Xun was not in a hurry to go back. Seeing Shi Zhendong pulled out a chair for him and seemed to have something to say to him, he sat down and listened.
"You noticed it too? There's something wrong with Xiaomiao." Shi Zhendong expressed his opinion in a low voice.
Ke Xun subconsciously looked at the glass cabinet facing him in the distance, and quickly retracted his gaze: "You just went to the bathroom together, how could Miao Zipei have the opportunity to be alone in the hall..."
"He was quick and not used to waiting for people in the restroom, so he went to the hall after washing his hands. The difference in time between us coming out of the restroom was less than a minute." Shi Zhendong looked a little panicked, "Could it be that the shadow's power has grown stronger? It seems that it is better at bewitching people."
"Let's all be careful." Ke Xun clenched his fists and said nothing.
"Why do I feel like you don't look well? Are you okay?" Shi Zhendong has strong observation skills.
Ke Xun shook his head: "Nothing, I just feel that time is running out. Three nights have passed, and the painting doesn't seem to have the patience to give us seven days - if Miao Zipei is really bewitched, then the yellow he represents is exactly the color that the boss urgently needs."
"Let's try our best to protect ourselves. As for the seedlings...if there really is suicidal behavior of polluting the color, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop it even if we want to." Shi Zhendong sighed.
The two of them didn't have time to chat for long, and went back to their respective rooms to work.
Ke Xun wanted to work faster, and his arms were sore from exhaustion. He finally finished storing three large jars of berries before noon.
During the working process, Ke Xun never stopped to think, and after finishing the work, he finally figured out some things.
Ke Xun gently pushed open the door, came to the door of the purple room, and whistled softly - this was the signal he and Wei Dong had used for many years. When they were young, they would secretly make appointments to go to the Internet cafe to play games and they would greet each other like this at the window.
Wei Dong quickly opened the door: "I am so tired..."
"Dongzi, listen to me carefully," Ke Xun's expression was solemn, which made Wei Dong immediately shut up and listen carefully.
Ke Xun's voice was very soft. Although he was standing at the door of the purple room, only two people could hear what he said: "Go back to the room now and quietly lock the door. Don't open it no matter who calls. I'm going to go out and meet up with Yi Ran and the others now. You can open it when we come back and knock on the door."
Although Wei Dong only understood half of what was said, he at least trusted Ke Xun the most, so he closed the door and propped it up with some tables and chairs from the inside.
Ke Xun tried his best not to look at any shadows in the hall and rushed out of the door in one step.