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So after turning a corner, the tunnel ahead came to an end.

There is still a door on the stone wall there, but a few people tried it, but they could no longer open it. It is estimated that it has been blocked for a long time.

It seems that we can only go back the same way.

Boban is also very regretful: "It seems that this is just a passage for escape. I thought there would be something like a hidden treasure, ha ha ha."

In fact, everyone has the same idea, so they are all a little disappointed.

"Will there be similar secret doors?"

Liu Qingshan was also unwilling. For his current master, this secret path was meaningless.

So everyone had a glimmer of hope again. During the return process, they all held a flashlight with one hand, and kept pushing or knocking on the walls on both sides with the other hand.

In the secret room, a dull voice echoed.

"Stop!" Liu Qingshan suddenly ordered in a low voice, and several people immediately stopped and stopped their movements.

thump, thump, there was a voice coming from the front.

"Tie Niu?" Liu Qingshan opened his mouth and asked.

Since Li Tieniu is holding hands outside, no one else can easily come in.

"Brother, it's me and grandpa!" The voice of Little Six came from the front.

Soon, there was a flash of a figure at the corner ahead, and Xiao Liuzi jumped out.

The dumb grandpa followed behind, taking his time.

Liu Qingshan understood a little bit, they must be knocking on the ground randomly, ordinary people may not feel it, but Master has keen senses, obviously aware of it.

"Brother, it's very interesting here, can it lead all the way to the outside of the villa?" Little Six was very interested, and children like this kind of adventure.

Liu Qingshan nodded, then shook his head: "It's blocked at the end, and I don't know where it goes."

Then he smiled at the dumb grandfather again: "Master, I disturbed you."

The dumb grandfather waved his hand, and then gestured twice. Seeing Master's gesture, Liu Qingshan couldn't help opening his mouth: "Master, you said there is a secret room here?"

So the dumb grandpa led the way, walked forward for more than ten meters, turned a right-angle bend, and the dumb grandpa gently patted the stone wall with his hand. Sure enough, the sound here was obviously different from other places, empty.

Then I saw the dumb grandpa gently push the palm of his hand, and a small door was pushed inward by him.

A faint musty smell emanated from the inside.

Boban dangled a candle in the door, and the light of the fire suddenly dimmed a lot. It seemed that the inside was not ventilated.

Everyone was not in a hurry to go in, and the beams of a few flashlights shone in first.

The space inside is not too big, about twenty or thirty square meters.

In such a narrow space, a big bed took up a lot.

Boban smacked his lips: "Wouldn't it be the place where the owner of the old castle had a tryst with his lover?"

This is possible, the noble lords in the past liked this tune.

Boban muttered while sweeping the flashlight in his hand on the wall, and then he heard a scream from his mouth, and the flashlight clanged and fell to the ground.

"My merciful Lord, please forgive my nonsense." Boban collapsed on the ground, kept crossing his chest, and kept praying.

"You bastard, what's wrong with you?" Lu Fang quickly pulled him up from the ground.

"Oh, I saw God." Boban still seemed not sober.

Liu Qingshan also noticed something unusual, he also hit the beam of the flashlight on the wall, and soon found that there was a portrait on the wall.

That person seemed to be hanging in the air, with long curly brown hair and a mysterious smile on his face, looking at Liu Qingshan strangely.

This strange scene also surprised Liu Qingshan.

However, his mental tenacity, of course, is not comparable to that of Boban, so he calmed down instantly: "Boban, that is just a portrait."

Although Liu Qingshan said it lightly, only he knew the moment of shock just now.

And the dumb grandpa has already stepped into the secret room.

After the tossing just now, the air in the secret room has been circulated.

As the beams of several flashlights shone into the secret room, the light immediately brightened.

Everyone's eyes focused on the oil painting on the wall.

Xiao Liuzi walked back and forth in the room, and then found a problem: "Wherever I go, the people in the paintings seem to be staring at me?"

"God is always watching us." Boban murmured, making everyone feel a little shivering down the back.

Liu Qingshan looked at this painting, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and finally his eyes fell on the hand of the person in the painting, holding a crystal ball in that hand, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he finally remembered:

"This is Da Vinci's painting Salvator Mundi!"

Liu Qingshan remembered this painting because in 2017, this painting of the savior sold for a sky-high price of 4.5 million US dollars, making it the most expensive artwork in history.

Because Jesus in the picture has a mysterious smile on his face, it is also called the male version of Mona Lisa.

At this time, Boban finally recovered, he shook his head: "No, this painting should not appear here."

Lu Fang also remembered something: "Boss, this painting seems to be stored in the Louvre."

Boban, on the other hand, introduced it to everyone like a treasure: "The transformation of the savior was painted by Huadan Maniac in response to the commission of King Louis XII of France. Afterwards, it was circulated among the nobles several times, and then it disappeared mysteriously."

"Until the turn of the century it was found in the collection of Baron Francis of England."

"It's just that it's been damaged for a long time, so I asked an expert to repair it. Unsurprisingly, the damage was even more serious."

Everyone couldn't help chuckling, and then Boban continued: "So the baron's grandson later sold this painting for 45 pounds."

"In the past few years, after going through several twists and turns, it was placed in the Louvre and is about to be restored by someone, so it is impossible to appear here."

After Boban finished speaking, he himself seemed to understand something: "Could it be that there are actually two of the same painting, oh my god, this one must be the real one!"

No one asked why, because everyone thought the same.

As for the reason, it can only be said to be a feeling.

The first time you see this painting, you will feel extremely magical, as if the person in the painting is watching you quietly, using the mysterious smile on his face to relieve all the suffering in your heart.

Of course, Liu Qingshan was the most excited, because the painting Boban mentioned was suspected to be copied by Leonardo da Vinci's students.

A copy of a counterfeit is worth 4.5 million dollars, including commissions, worth [-] million U.S. dollars, so isn't this genuine piece a priceless treasure?

This is Leonardo Da Vinci. Currently, there are less than [-] works circulating in the world.

And every piece is treasured in the museum, and there is absolutely no possibility of selling it.

Liu Qingshan just wants to laugh three times now: Hahaha, this ancient castle manor is really worth buying!

It is estimated that the owner of this ancient castle did not have time to tell the secret to future generations before he died, so he was asked to take advantage of this huge advantage.

After calming down, Liu Qingshan asked Boban to go up and carefully take down the painting.

The painting is basically kept intact, as long as professionals are required to clean it up a little bit, Liu Qingshan holds the frame like a treasure, just like holding a golden mountain.

I also carefully checked the other items in the secret room, basically they were some daily necessities, only the silver candlestick was worth a little.

After re-sealing the secret room, everyone returned to the ground together, Liu Qingshan told them not to make any noise about it.

It's better than everyone else, but the old housekeeper is considered an outsider, but he has repeatedly said that he will keep his mouth shut.

It doesn't matter even if the news gets out, Liu Qingshan bought the castle villa, which naturally includes everything here, and there is a contract, even if Mr. Dolan wanted to find a later account, he didn't do it.

The next morning, everyone returned to Paris by car, and Liu Qingshan led Boban and Lu Fang to the Louvre.

Boban had some contact with the museum before, so he soon met several oil painting restoration experts in a studio.

At the same time, Mr. Henry, a deputy curator of the Louvre, received Liu Qingshan. After all, Mr. Mountain's identity is also extraordinary.

After exchanging pleasantries, Liu Qingshan expressed his intention of coming, saying that there was an oil painting that needed to be cleaned up briefly.

Curator Henry joked with a smile: "I don't know what good things Mr. Mountain found again? It's a pity that the two famous paintings from last time are now in the collection of the British Museum."

After Boban carefully took out the oil painting from the cloth bag, there were several exclamations in the room:

"Oh, that's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

It was those restoration experts who all exclaimed in unison.

After a long time, curator Henry murmured: "This is the real Da Vinci, God is always watching us..."

Chapter 52 Do you want to take advantage of the fire?

"Come out and see God!"

This sentence quickly spread in the Louvre.

Both the management and the staff flocked to that studio.

But when they walked outside the door, they found that the inside was already overcrowded, and the top management of the entire museum, the top appraisers, etc., were all inside.

Although Liu Qingshan expected such a hot scene, he never expected it to be so hot. It seems that he still underestimated the power of faith.

And it was written by Leonardo da Vinci. After double superposition, this picture of the savior is enough to make every foreigner who sees him worship him.

He was not in a hurry, he sat there steadily, watching a group of old experts with white hair and white beards busy with a magnifying glass.

These appraisers who can't be hired usually, now help appraise for free, why not do it?

A whole morning passed like this.

Liu Qingshan was a little skeptical afterwards: These old fellows were not appraising the painting, but taking the opportunity to appreciate the painting.

Finally, Mr. Parrot, the most senior oil painting appraisal master in the Louvre Museum, announced in a trembling voice: "This painting of the savior is the authentic work of Leonardo da Vinci!"

There was warm applause in the studio.

In fact, without a professional appraiser, even a layman like Liu Qingshan can tell that it must be from a master.

Because as long as you see this painting, you will be deeply attracted by him and cannot extricate yourself. This is the charm of art.

"Not only is Da Vinci's authentic work, but it is also the most outstanding painting among his handed down paintings, which is more valuable than the Mona Lisa." Master Paro continued to say excitedly.

Of course, the value in his mouth is artistic value.

According to Liu Qingshan, this value includes two meanings: artistic value and economic value.

In this way, the painting of the Savior stored in the Louvre is obviously the work of Leonardo da Vinci's student, a copy of his teacher.

Such a fake can be sold for [-] million yuan in future generations. One can imagine how much the value of this authentic painting will be?

The people in the room were all excited. It was conceivable that after the news spread, what kind of repercussions would it cause, and the whole world would be shocked by it.

Just when people were extremely happy, a cough suddenly sounded in the studio, and then Liu Qingshan's voice sounded:

"Guys, can I take back my oil painting now?"

All the people in the museum were taken aback, and then they realized that this painting did not belong to them, nor did it belong to the Louvre.

"Oh, no, such a treasure must stay in the Louvre!" Master Paro, covering the frame with both hands, glared fiercely at Liu Qingshan, as if he wanted to risk his life.

Liu Qingshan shrugged his shoulders: "Master, you have been admiring it all morning..."

The curator also looked embarrassed: "Mr. Parrow, Mr. Mountain is the owner of this painting."

The old man was full of beard and hair: "He is an oriental man and doesn't understand oil painting. No matter what price we pay, we will leave the savior in the Louvre."

Although these words are a bit hurtful, Liu Qingshan is not angry at all, this is what he wants.

He also really wanted his Qingshan Museum to collect this famous painting by Leonardo da Vinci; but he wanted to use this painting in exchange for a batch of Chinese national treasures.

The curator obviously agreed with Master Paro's words, so he said to Liu Qingshan: "Mr. Mountain, I think we can have a good talk."

Liu Qingshan shook his head with a smile: "No, I am more willing to negotiate with the British Museum, because they have my favorite portrait of female historians."

Mr. Curator has an urge to scold people: Are you clearly trying to take advantage of the fire?

But he had no choice but to endure: "Mr. Mountain, everything is negotiable."

Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile: "Mr. Curator, you also know that this savior is priceless, so the British Museum may not be able to produce a matching artwork."

The curator was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the young man in front of him had such a big appetite.

This is the rhythm of wanting to catch all the top Chinese artworks in the Louvre and the British Museum.

Although he was angry in his heart, he still kept a friendly smile on his face. Now that the initiative is in the hands of others, it is good to have some talks.