Chapter 297: Restart-22┃ bad things.

Qin Ci was carried on his back by Shao Ling, and he began to vomit blood uncontrollably. With the convulsions, Shao Ling could hardly bear him.
"Brother Qin-Brother Qin, hold on to Brother Qin! I'll be at the place of signing soon! I'll be here soon!" Weidong Luo Ling screamed in dismay.
Qin Ci tried hard to suppress the surge in his belly, with the thick blood pouring from his throat into his mouth, vaguely and intermittently: "Let...let me go...don't...don't drag...you... ...I...it's too late..."
"--It's too late! I'll be here soon! I'll be here soon!" Wei Dong ran behind Shao Ling with a cry in his voice. In the light of the mobile phone, Qin Ci's clothes had been soaked in blood, and he was soaked. Dripping down.
There is nothing more unbearable than watching the partners who were born and dying together, struggling and dying in pain in front of him, Wei Dong couldn't help but choked up, and Luo Ling and Wu You beside him were already crying.
Qin Ci finally couldn't say any more words, his whole body was gushing out, he was vomiting, convulsing violently, Shao Ling was dragged by him and couldn't move forward.
Mu Yiran stopped and looked at Weidong: "Can I still support my physical strength?"
"--Yes." Wei Dong nodded vigorously with tears.
Mu Yiran put down the Ke Xun on his back, and helped him to hold it in his hands: "I handed him to you. You should carry him on your back and continue to run forward. Don't wait for us. You can paint first."
"Don't worry." Wei Dong didn't say much, but Ke Xun put on his back and strode forward desperately.
"Wu Youfang Feiluo keep up." Mu stunned. The three of them didn't get too late when they heard the words, and continued to run with Wei Dong. "Shao Ling put Lao Qin down and helped me on my back, taking off his clothes. Come down, Haowen's helper, tied his limbs with clothes and fixed him on me, moving fast."
The three moved quickly and quickly tied Qin Ci, who had become a blood man, to Mu Yiran's body.
Qin Ci twitched violently involuntarily, with great power. Fortunately, the person behind him was replaced by Mu Yiran. Every step was steady as a rock, and quickly, with the power of trust and reassuring, toward the tree of life ahead. Rush away.
The moment Qin Ci felt that his last trace of consciousness was about to dissipate, a bright white light was projected on his retina through the eyelids that he could not open for a long time, and the overwhelming pain that filled his whole body instantly disappeared, but this The aftermath of the pain that he will never forget, but still seems to stick to his flesh and bones like a bone maggot.
...
The security guard at the Triline Art Museum thought he had taken the wrong job.
Before that weird painting with the hand of a zombie, there was a group of men and women who behaved strangely and strangely than the painting.
All of them have thin clothes, as if they have just crossed the tropics, and one of them is still shirtless! The women are barely dressed neatly... The men seem to be very tired and sit on the ground-and one seems to be lying on the floor asleep? !
What the are these people? !
"What are you doing?!" The security guard drank, and squeezed the walkie-talkie in his hand, for fear that a collective "escape" of patients from a mental hospital ran into the museum to spread madness.
"We will leave immediately." Mu Yiran put the sleeping Ke Xun on his back and looked back at the crowd, "Help each other, go to the bathroom and put on your clothes."
Shao Ling, shirtless, said: "..." I don't want this situation to happen again for the third time.
Fortunately, the blood on the body turned into water after it was drawn out of the painting. Some of the clothes that everyone took off in the painting were still on the body, and some were left in the painting, while the clothes brought out of the painting were out of the painting. The moment turned into a few small pieces of paper.
Mu Yiran took out the two spare sets of clothes brought by Ke Xun from the locker, and gave them to the people who had few clothes left. Everyone reluctantly left the art gallery. Fortunately, the art gallery was built in the park. Inside, there was no way for a taxi to drive to the park to pick up people. Everyone braved the wind and snow and insisted on getting out of the park before getting in the car and returning to the hotel all the way.
Wu You's condition was not very good. He started burning as soon as he painted, and was sent to a nearby hospital by Mu Yiran together with Qin Ci. Although all the pains would basically disappear after the painting was painted, there would still be some small things left behind. For example, Qin Ci was diagnosed with mild gastric bleeding after an examination and needed to stay in the hospital for a few days.
After Mu Yiran hired a nurse for him and Wu You, he returned to the hotel where everyone was staying. Everyone was tired and stretched to the limit from psychological to physical. After returning to the hotel, each fell asleep in the room. After two days of rest, he finally eased some energy.
Gu Qingqing's home is in this city. She only rested in the hotel for one night. After adding everyone's V letter, she returned home with great heart.
Koxun turned on the mobile phone Tian Yang left him, and listened to the message he left to his wife. The first half was basically noise. Koxun speculated that he was blocked because he revealed the painting in the message.
In the second half, Tian Yang confessed to his wife that he was a gay, and told her that he had gone away from his gays and would never come back, and he left his bank card password to him. Wife.
He probably didn’t want his wife to be sad all his life for his death. His tone was cold and ruthless from beginning to end. He would rather let her hate him. At the end of this message, he didn’t even dare to say a gentle word. .
As for whether this last word could be kept from his wife, Ke Xun didn't want to take it seriously. After finishing the follow-up matters, Tong Mu Yiran and Wei Dong returned to Z City.
...
The day is about to enter the New Year, but the busy members of the painting theory group are not in the mood to think about the New Year. However, in reality, it is inevitable that they will not be disturbed by reality. Shao Ling is busy with various year-end summaries and returns to work after recovery. Qin Ci, who was in his post, was unable to get away from the operating table. Weidong was caught by his boss and worked crazy overtime. Gu Qingqing was doing tutoring for several children who had been on winter vacation.
Even Mu Yiran took five days to go abroad by plane.
The most leisurely are Ke Xun Luo and Wu You. Of course, the leisure here refers to not being entangled in reality and customs.
After Wu You started painting this time, it took a few days before she gradually recovered her mental state and psychological state. He Tang's tragic death dealt a great blow to her, but fortunately, this girl has always been an easy-going personality, and she is in the art theory The group members finally cheered up under the relief these days.
The inspection time before entering the painting "Restart" The work of the art gallery surveillance video still has to continue. From time to time, Ke Xun Luo Ge and Wu You exchanged views on the daily video in the temporarily deserted painting theory group. Income.
Ximen Worry-free: I'm blind. Did you gain something?
Little radish pulls the white rabbit: Not only did I gain nothing, but I almost found out by my female ticket, thinking I was a [crazy in my brain.
Ximen worry-free: Speaking of your female ticket, does your family urge you to get married?
Little radish pulls the white rabbit: How old I am, and my family is not in a hurry. My father said that as long as I don't get him a daughter-in-law who is the same age as him, I will get it any time.
Ximen worry-free:...
Ximen Worry-free: I envy your open parents at home. My mother urges me all day long. I heard that I am now single again. The seven aunts and eight aunts in the family are even more eager to introduce someone to me. I hide myself. Nowhere to hide. Soon I will be escorted by my mother to a relative's house. The old lady of that family is considered to be my grandma's generation. She has three major hobbies in her life: smoking, fortune-telling, and being a matchmaker. Thinking about it, I get a headache. I'm dying. Why do you find someone? Will you marry me in the future?
Little radish pulls the white rabbit: I'm going, sister, don't scare me, I can make up for the scene.
Ximen Worry-free: Oh, life is hard, to whom should I tell this.
Little radish pulls the white rabbit: Why don't you lend you my bean sprouts for a few days, you can tell it, I will tell it if I have any concerns, it is so sad that it has started to grow white hair on its head.
Ximen Worry-free: ...Dare to ask your bean sprouts?
Little radish pulls the white rabbit: the honey glider I raise.
Ximen worry-free:...what is that...is it an alien? [Fuzzy loop.jpg]
Ximen worry-free: Yes, let's not talk about it. My mother has already killed her and is gone.
At eight or nine in the evening, Wu You came back.
Ximen Worry-free: Who is there?
Little radish pulls the white rabbit: I, I, I
Corgi: [A handsome netizen came to join us.jpg]
Ximen worry-free:...
Ximen worry-free: I go straight to the topic-didn't I go to my relative's grandma in the afternoon? As soon as I met the old lady, she dragged me into her room. She told me that I was on my body... Bad things...
Little carrot pulls the white rabbit:? ? Bird shit?
Ximen Worry-free: No, it's not something in the real sense. Didn't I say that this grandma will tell people fortune-telling? What she said should be...that kind of "thing"...
Corgi: You can elaborate.
Ximen Worry-free: ...no more details. The old lady looked at me like a dead person. When I asked her, she shook her head and sighed, let me eat something good...
Little radish pulls the white rabbit:...
Corgi:...
Corgi: Is this old lady's fortune-telling accurate?
Ximen Worry-free: Some people say that she is accurate, some are uncertain, who knows if those who are accurate are what she happened to say...
Corgi: Didn't you ask her again?
Ximen Wuyou: I asked, but she meant it as if I was out of help, and it didn’t make any sense to say anything more, so no matter how I asked, she didn’t want to say more, just with a pity in my eyes. look at me……
Corgi: Send me your address and I will come to see you tomorrow.
Ximen worry-free: OK, I will pick you up when that time comes, do you take the train or the plane?
Corgi: Airplane.
Little carrot pulls the white rabbit: Brother, I will go too.
After Ke Xun quit the group chat, he directly dialed Mu Yiran's overseas phone number and told him about Wu You. Finally, he said, "Yiran, I feel that this incident once again confirms your previous speculation. The behind-the-scenes power of is really to selectively absorb the entrants. And as you said, this power can't control everything, it is really powerful, so there are some things it can’t do directly. However, it can only be done indirectly and requires some kind of opportunity. For example, Wu You. I suspect that the old lady is the real reason why Wu You is attracted to the painting. I want Go and see her."
"Okay," Mu Yiran replied, "Pay attention to safety and contact me at any time."
As a result, before going to bed, Ke Xun received two more calls, one from Weidong and one from Zhu Haowen.
Weidong: "My boss finally left for a meeting in City B. For three days in a row, I am going to skip work! It's so spicy, and I work overtime when I see my company's LOGO and I feel sick and have a pregnancy reaction! You will bring me tomorrow, I'm going to relax!"
Zhu Haowen: "I'll go too, see you over there tomorrow."