Pollution throughout the territory

Xia Ren stared at the painting at close range and suddenly felt a slight dizziness, and then sleepiness came over him like a tide.

In his eyes, the jungles that had not faded even after a long period of time seemed to be alive. The emerald green branches and leaves swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound that could be clearly heard in his ears.

Xia Ren seemed to have left the hospital bed, and his soul was in the world in the painting.

The air here is cold and damp, and the surrounding trees are tall and straight, like rows of guardians, ordered to take root underground and protect the secrets in the forest.

The ground under his feet was covered with fallen leaves. When he stepped on it, it felt like he was stepping on a soft mattress. The leaves at the bottom had begun to rot and gave off a unique smell, but there were no bugs. He had never seen even an ant.

There was no road in this forest. Xia Ren looked ahead. Deep in the forest, through the gap between the tree trunks, he could see a vague wooden hut.

He stood there for a while, then raised his feet and walked slowly over.

The hut is not too far away, but walking in the vast and dark forest, except for the sound of leaves, there is not even a sound of animals or birds, it can always make people feel a deep sense of loneliness. As if he is the only life.

Xia Ren finally stood in front of the wooden hut. It was a house mainly made of oak boards, with an area of ​​about 30 square meters. There were small windows on three sides of the house, but they were all sealed by animal skins and could not be seen. The situation inside.

The house was in a bad condition, the roof was covered with fallen leaves, and there were even a few clusters of gray fungi growing on the eaves.

In front of him was the door of the hut, which only had a wooden board and a simple handle, and was not locked.

There is a three-stage step at the door, which is also made of wooden boards. Perhaps because it is in contact with the ground and relatively moist, the wooden boards on the bottom step have begun to rot, and moss has even grown in the gaps.

It could be seen that no one lived in the hut, because the rough sawdust on the handle had not been smoothed away.

Xia Ren carefully walked up the steps and held the handle. He could feel the slight stinging sensation on his palm from the sharp sawdust.

But just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly had a strong premonition in his heart.

If he opens this door, he will immediately face the ghouls, and there will be no way out.

Xia Ren hesitated for a while, looked at the dark forest around him, let go of his hand, and took a step back.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was still sitting on the hospital bed, holding the painting in his hands and placing it in front of his knees, without even changing his movements.

Everything just now, including the forest, was like an illusory yet real dream.

Only Xia Ren looked at the scene in the painting and knew that it was not a dream.

His eyes were focused on the middle of the trees. A series of shallow footprints stretched towards the wooden house. Those were the footprints he had just stepped on.

Niu Changshou didn't know what he had just experienced, and reminded: "The paint used in this painting is relatively old, and the green color contains arsenic. If exposed to it for a long time, it will cause poisoning. But this small amount of toxicity should be There won’t be any hindrance.”

"Arsenic green?"

Xia Ren looked at the woods in the painting and thought, no wonder all the other colors have faded in the past so long, only the green is still so bright.

A long time ago, arsenic green was used as the most convenient pigment for large-scale use. It is cheap, can be mass-produced, and is not easy to fade. Soon after its appearance, it quickly replaced all other pigments. The traditional green pigment is not only used for painting, but also for dyeing fabrics, wallpapers, various furniture, etc.

However, this green color contains a deadly toxic chemical component - arsenic. Long-term exposure will cause the victim to be poisoned, destroy his body functions, and eventually die in pain.

Later, after people discovered the toxicity and harm of arsenic, the use of arsenic green was gradually banned. Now, no one uses it as a pigment.

"No wonder this painting had to be sealed with a glass cover when it was hung in Zhao Mingyue's house."

Xia Ren put the painting aside and said to Niu Changshou: "I have something to do. You go out first and don't let anyone disturb me."

Although he didn't know what he was going to do in the room, Niu Changshou still nodded: "Okay, just tell me what you need."

After saying that, he glanced at Lily, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind him.

"Should I go out too?"

Lily tilted her head and asked.

She must have grown up by swallowing the relationship between the two apostles. She is now about sixteen years old, and her height is actually almost the same as Xia Ren. The white dress cannot cover the curve of her waist, and her breasts have begun to take shape. The scale is full of youthful atmosphere.

If she were in school now, she would be at the age of high school.

Lily's appearance as a child was shaped by Qin Yun, but Qin Yun did not set what she would look like when she grew up, so her appearance now shows no trace of her childhood.

She happens to have two eyes, just below the eyebrows, just one mouth, and the nose just above the mouth. These organs just put together a beautiful human face.

To be honest, Xia Ren wouldn't be surprised even if Lily didn't look like a human now. Instead, he was a little surprised by her beautiful face.

Recalling the cold woman Qin Yun once told him, Xia Ren couldn't help but sigh.

"You don't need to go out, stay here with me."

Xia Ren said, got off the bed, stepped on his slippers to lock the door, then walked to the window, closed the window, and tightened the curtains.

Lily sat on the chair and looked at him the whole time, wondering what her brother was going to do.

After doing all this, Xia Ren returned to the bed and sat cross-legged. Then he brought a small table for eating and placed it in front of him. Finally, he took out a green candle from nowhere and stood on the table.

"Lily, keep me safe, don't let anyone near me, and don't look at the candles until I wake up."

"Um!"

Lily nodded her head hard, then pulled off her head and arms, and disassembled herself into seven or eight parts. Each part turned into a smaller version of herself, standing in a circle with her back to the bed.

Xia Ren felt relieved when he was surrounded by a large array of lolita.

Counting the previous rewards for containing the wishing mirror, he now has two ancient dream fragments that he can read.

The dark candle that was just redeemed contained a fragment of an ancient dream, and Xia Ren was mentally prepared.

With a soft "chi" sound, the dark candle began to burn, and the dark green light filled the entire room.

Xia Ren stared at the flames, his consciousness gradually falling into chaos.

Ancient dream, begin.