Law of the Devil

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Chapter Fourteen [The Treasure in the Study I]

In the old castle at night, in this ancient study room full of antiquated atmosphere, Du Wei just stood under the surrounding candlelight, raised his head quietly, and looked up at the oil painting on the wall. One person, one painting After falling into a brief silence, Du Wei did not get a response from the other party.

He seemed to frown: Refused to answer?

The human face in the oil painting is still looking into Du Wei's eyes.

Du Wei smiled, but it was a bit malicious. He walked slowly, then pushed over a high staircase, climbed up the bookshelf by stepping on the stairs, and stretched out his hands to try to take down the oil painting .

Only then did the man in the oil painting show a trace of panic on his face. In the painting, those eyes looked at Du Wei's face, and there was already panic in his eyes.

Huh! Du Wei forcefully took the oil painting off the wall. Obviously, such a heavy thing is difficult for a frail half-year-old boy like Du Wei to lift it. Du Wei felt that his arms were sore. But to his surprise, there was nothing behind the oil painting!

Not an agency! It's not like someone is hiding behind an oil painting and looking at themselves! It's the oil painting itself!

Only then did Du Wei get a little serious, and carefully came down the stairs holding the oil painting.

The faces in the oil paintings are all bitter, and the eyes are even more disturbed.

What the hell are you? Du Wei said in a deep voice, A figure in a painting that came to life?

The eyes in the oil painting are a little dodgy.

Well, this painting is a portrait of the ancestor of the Luo Lin family who was the marshal of the empire... You can't be that ancestor who came back to life? Du Wei smiled, then shook his head and said: It doesn't make sense .Because that ancestor has a history of more than 200 years. And this painting is obviously painted by later generations to commemorate the ancestor. I still have the same question... What are you?

After asking for a while, but there was no answer, Du Wei's face darkened: Oh, why don't you say it? Then don't regret it.

He pointed to the surrounding candlesticks: You see, there are a lot of candles here. If you don't speak, I will set you on fire. Do you think I dare?

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took a lit candle, and slowly approached the oil painting.

The faces of the people in the oil painting suddenly changed, showing undisguised fear, anxious and begging for mercy in their eyes, looking at the candles and flames that were getting closer and closer in Du Wei's hands. The people in the oil painting could only look at Du Wei pleadingly, anxious.

Just when the flame was about to hit the canvas, Du Wei moved the candle away and nodded: Well, it seems that you really can't speak? Can you speak?

The person in the oil painting shook his head quickly.

So, what the hell are you? Du Wei's eyes were shining! A living oil painting! Could it be something made by magic?

Oil painting couldn't answer Du Wei's question. After getting out of the danger of being burned, the person in the oil painting seemed to heave a sigh of relief, and then looked at Du Wei with interest.

Du Wei tried to ask the oil painting a few more questions, but it was difficult to communicate because the other party could not speak. Oil paintings can barely make nodding and shaking heads at best. This kind of communication, after working hard for a while, did not ask anything.

One person drew one painting, just staring at each other.

At this moment, a big clock on the wall of the study slowly rang! It's midnight!

Suddenly, Du Wei seemed to see a ray of light slowly emanating from the eyes of the characters in the oil painting! Immediately, a soft sigh seemed to be heard in the ear!

Although the voice was a little erratic, Du Wei could hear it very clearly, it was clearly the sound of people sighing!

Listen! Because I have been enchanted, I can only speak briefly when midnight strikes. When the bell is over, I can no longer speak! Now I will only speak once! There is a secret room hidden in this study! There are some treasures in the secret room! I can guide you to get those treasures, and then, I need your help, one of the treasures can release the magic in me.

Du Wei opened his eyes wide and looked at the oil painting: Is it you talking?

Yes! No time to explain. The voice of the oil painting said quickly: Now you start to check the third oil painting on the wall, there are instructions on it. You follow the instructions, if you are not a fool, you should be able to find it...

Boom~!

It was past midnight, and with the end of the last stroke of the bell, the light in the eyes of the characters in the oil painting gradually disappeared. Then the speaking voice stopped.

Du Wei looked up and down the oil painting, and the people inside were also looking at him, with pleading expressions on their faces.

Oh, you said you were under a kind of magic, didn't you? Du Wei said with a smile: You said there is a secret room in this study, and there is a treasure that can let you break the magic hidden in the secret room. Yes Is it?

Every time he asked a question, the oil painting figure would nod his head. A wistful look on his face.

Okay, then, is this thing good for me? Du Wei smiled and said, Why should I help you?

The face of the character in the painting changed, and then the pleading look in his eyes became more intense, as if he was desperately trying to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't utter a single word.

Forget it, anyway, I also think it's very strange, just take it as satisfying my curiosity. Du Wei raised his hand, then climbed up the ladder to the bookshelf, and followed the prompts of the characters in the painting when the bell rang just now , carefully observed the third oil painting on the wall.

The third oil painting is also a portrait of an ancestor of the Luo Lin family. This ancestor is wearing the uniform of an admiral, with a serious face... his eyes are level, as if looking into the distance.

Du Wei checked carefully for a while, but couldn't see any traces from the oil painting. He even tried to remove the oil painting and checked the back, but found nothing.

Du Wei stood on the stairs and thought about it for a while. He was not in a hurry, but patiently, rechecking every detail one by one. After repeated inspections three times to no avail, Du Wei's heart suddenly moved, and he began to look carefully at the characters in this oil painting...

Well, the eyes of the characters in the painting... looking straight ahead, looking forward.

Du Wei's heart skipped a beat! Immediately searched in the direction of the eyes of the characters in the painting!

It's on the opposite wall! The figure in the painting seems to be looking at a knight's sword hanging on the opposite wall with his eyes!

Du Wei immediately pushed the stairs hard to the opposite side of the room. Such tossing back and forth made a thirteen-year-old boy's physical strength a little too much. But the strong curiosity in his heart was driving him.

After checking the knight's chopping sword on the wall, Du Wei found that the blade of the chopping sword was pointing at the bookshelf next to it!

He groped along the direction and went to the bookshelf.

Finally, finally, he found out!

On the beam of the bookshelf, Du Wei felt a line of uneven marks. He calmed down a little and felt it, and finally found that it was actually a line of text!

However, these words were written backwards! Therefore, if someone accidentally touches it here, if you don't observe the flowers carefully, you will probably just think they are ordinary patterns.

Du Wei carefully read out a line of text written in the opposite direction.

The answer to the mystery lies in the night sky, and the giant spoon is the key to the way forward.

Du Wei couldn't help but wryly smiled.

what is this? Guess the riddle?

He sighed, slid down the stairs, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his head and thinking hard about the riddle.

Night sky... huge spoon...

Finally, Du Wei suddenly stood up, and hope appeared on his face again.

What's in the sky at night... the stars!

What about giant spoons? Then don't ask, it must be the Big Dipper! Isn't the shape of the Big Dipper in the sky just like a huge spoon?

Du Wei figured this out, and immediately searched the bookshelves in the study room quickly!

The stars...the stars...

The thing related to the stars in the study room... Well, it must be the bookshelf with books on astrology!

Soon, through the index catalog, Du Wei found the bookshelf dedicated to astrology books. He climbed up to search for it, and then, following the guidance of the spoon, carefully groped in the seventh row of the bookshelf. stand up.

He almost flipped through them one by one, and finally...

When he twitched a book, he clearly felt that the book was extremely heavy! This is actually a metal book! Moreover, after a twitch, there was a dull clicking sound of the wheels turning in the wall soon...

Finally, with a bang, the entire bookshelf slowly turned around by itself, and behind the bookshelf, on the wall, a dark entrance was revealed...

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