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Ziche sat aside, curiously looking at the photos of me repairing a case, watching the background cloudy and sunny, and from time to time he made a sound of amazement for the magical changes in the picture.

Acute pneumonia, these four words made me toss in the hospital for nearly a month, the hospital determined that it was a microbial infection, presumably the ancient microorganisms were too strong, and it took several antibiotics in a row to stabilize the situation.

I think it has something to do with the dirty water that choked on in the basalt room. But the same soaked in water, the same choked, but the humble food is still alive, this world is really unfair. The back injury also suffered several stitches, and during the hospitalization, it was really lying on my stomach and not lying down, crying for a long time and calling my mother.

The basement door was pushed open.

Feng Xin lay on the sofa with his feet folded and closed his eyes to recuperate, and slowly opened his eyes after hearing the sound of the door opening, but he still maintained a lying position.

"Rushed out?" I raised my eyebrows and asked the figure who had jumped up from the basement, only to see her smiling.

Qian Yu couldn't hide his joy and said, "Come out, come out. Xiao Ran, you're really cool." She shook the picture in her hand as she closed the basement door softly.

When I was lying in the hospital, I had long wanted to wash out the negatives I had received from the previous group to see what was going on. It's just that Feng Xin said that Ziche was also seriously injured, and there was no urgency, and Qian Yan also showed that she wanted to make her own films, these films are very important, the point is that she doesn't know what she was shooting inside, and now there are not many people who have good technology and can be trusted, and she doesn't want to risk the photos flowing out.

I think it makes sense, if the shooting is some ghosts, corpses, weird derivatives or something, it doesn't scare the people who rush the photos to death. So I told Qian Yan that there was a darkroom in the basement of my house, which my father had arranged by himself. It's just that I haven't used it for a long time, and I haven't been in it for a long time, and it's not clear whether the actual condition is good or bad, but there should be one. If she needs it, she can clean it out after she is discharged from the hospital and give it to her.

Qian Yan's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she shouted that she was coming, and she must take a look at the old camera with memories.

...

The dark room has been piled up with ash for more than ten years, and it is a big project to clean up, and I have been busy with Qian Yan for a few hours, and the faucet in the dark room can still produce water, but the old rust in the water pipe has accumulated a lot, and it took a while to put the water to become thorough.

I took out the tray and clamps stacked in the cabinet and prepared to clean them, but Qian Yu wrote me a small note, saying that she could do the rest, but I needed to make a trip to make the potion, and when I looked at it, there were several names of similar potions listed on the paper. I handed over the darkroom to her, called Kieway, asked for the addresses of a few specialty stores, and set off.

As soon as I stepped into the house, the two masters were already waiting on my sofa.

...

"Shoot what?" Seeing the photo in Qian's hand, the car asked.

"Hmm...... See for yourself." She tilted her head and placed the photos neatly on the table, "By the way, Xiao Ran, the only roll of color negatives in this is actually rolled up after only two shots."

"Why is it so weird?" I came to the living room table with my coffee and thought it was very unreasonable.

Color negatives became popular more than 20 years ago, and it should be black and white negatives that have been eliminated, but this group of people has done the opposite. Only two color negatives were used to make the image more vividly recorded, and this act was deliberate.

I glanced at the picture on the table, "That's all?"

"Not every volume is full." She replied.

The other two looked at the photo, their eyebrows getting deeper and deeper, and they fell into silence in a panicked state.

What exactly did you catch? I was entangled and uneasy, so I grabbed a few photos and started researching them......

「...... Yang Qiancai, are you sure you didn't bring the wrong film?" I asked.

"How is it possible, I promise it's not wrong, you see." She pulled out the group photo she had taken for us on the stone path.

"Hey, what's ......?"

"Here are two color photos." She threw it at me.

It's no wonder that Feng Xin and Ziche are silent, the correct reason is that they don't know what to say.

The table full of black-and-white photographs is a sea of flowers.

I haven't studied flowers and grasses, but I'm not so bad that I can't recognize roses and rhododendrons.

The delicate flowers blooming everywhere are all condensed in these few photos, and the only two color photos prove the fact that those flowers are beautiful and beautiful. The plants captured in the photo are abundant, not only flowers but also grass plants, and the landscape must be full of greenery as you can imagine.

"Doesn't it look like an artificial flower?" I said to myself.

"In other words, they didn't shoot anything in the green dragons, did they?" Feng Xin asked.

"I think there should have been a photo, because the roll I put away on the spot only washed out the first few sheets, and they were all flowers. Then I could see that there was something to shoot in the back, because the negatives were really consumed, about a dozen or so, but they couldn't be developed. I've tried it many times, and the negatives are all black, all black." The tone of the humble cuisine is very exaggerated, emphasizing the "all black" part.

I nodded in understanding, some of the photos are very weird, and common sense can't explain them.

Ziche sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his temple with one fist, and looked at the photos with a sad face, "Tsk, you say...... There's a reason why they take flowers for."

Ziche and I looked at each other, "Hmm......" I don't understand, I really don't understand. I also thought of some movie plots, could it be that these flowers are actually demon flowers and will eat people?

"I look at it and think these flowers weren't planted on the ground." At this time, he stood up and raised his hand, pretending to hold the camera to simulate the shooting action, and then said, "If you take a camera to shoot the ground, it is impossible to show such an angle, and it is impossible to have no shadow, this must be a standing shot. I think the black and white photo looks like a planting wall." Qian said.

Feng Xin nodded as he listened with a serious expression, as if he could understand the meaning of the metaphor of Qian's food.

"Plant a wall?" Ziche asked, wide-eyed.

"Just plant some flowers and grass on the wall." Ken explained.

"Flower wall? Was the flower wall popular twenty years ago?"

Qian Shi shrugged at me, "Maybe Europe and the United States."

Each of us stared at the picture on the table, looked down in thought, and fell silent again. Suddenly, a hand holding a photo in front of me, Feng Xin knocked on one of the photos and said to me, "This, can you tell what it is?"

"What?"

The difference Feng Xin refers to is a small corner in the photo, if you look closely, there is indeed an unknown object that looks like metal, but the picture is black and white and happens to be cropped by the window, which is not easy to detect.

I got together with Qian Yu again, bowed my head and studied for a long time, and you couldn't come to a conclusion after discussing every word you said.

"It's a strange angle." I flipped through the photo to find the photographer's angle, and found that I couldn't figure out a fart after a few poses, "Did the camera accidentally fall to the ground?"

The picture is black and white, the naked eye really can't see what the hell it is, I surrendered after a few minutes of pondering, and reluctantly put the photo into a simple scanner, intending to use advanced technology software to conquer it.

I put the photo into the software, and the three of them formed a circle behind me, all eight eyes staring at the computer.

Zoom in on the images one by one, "It looks like an old-fashioned kettle lying on the ground."

Qian Cai pointed to the computer screen, and his tone was very confused, "Huh, Xiao Ran! Is there a shadow on the kettle? Is it human?" Photographers are always sensitive to reflections.

"I'll adjust the analysis, but I don't guarantee it." I said, in addition to parsing, I also tried the negative effect.

"I know."

After a while, the image presented on the screen did become a little clearer, but even so, the picture in front of us did not make us suddenly realize, but pushed us further into the abyss of doubt.

The image reflected on the kettle is blurry, but the outline can be vaguely recognized as the appearance of a majestic and burly figure, but this figure actually has a pair of horns on its head, and there seems to be a long shadow on the edge of the kettle, but it is even more blurry.

"Can this be clearer?" Feng Xin bent over, put his face straight to the screen, and squinted and asked.

I shook my head and sighed, "This photo analysis is not good in the first place, this is already the limit."

"Analysis? ...... Anyway, I can't help it." Feng Xin was confused, but he still understood what I meant.

I scratched my neck, "Oh...... That's right."

Ziche stood behind him with his hands on his chest for a long time and didn't make a sound, but then he couldn't help but suppress a sentence, "This shouldn't be bull's head and horse noodles, right?"

"Huh? Bull head and horse noodles?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and the coffee I had just drunk almost squirted out, "So, this is the head of a cow and this long shadow next to it is a horse face?"

Indeed, the first association of this creature with horns is the bull's head. Following the sudden conjecture of the subcar, everyone's expressions became very weird, and their minds were thinking in different directions.

"In other words, you mean this place that looks like it's full of spring and the birds are singing...... Is it from the Netherworld?" I frowned and couldn't help but ask.