[Tomb Notes bg] Lost Notes

Not long after Zhang Qiling and Nan Xing went out, Wu Erbai understood Wu Xie's affairs.The fat man came out to find the two of them, and said that Wu Xie found a crayfish shop, and continued to eat for the second time.

Not long after I went in and sat down, Xiaohua also arrived.

"The blind man's situation can't last long." Xiao Hua said. "He's showing signs of total blindness."

"Completely blind?" Wu Xie asked, "Can't he see something anyway?"

Xiao Hua nodded, then looked at Nan Xing.

Nan Xing looked at the cup in his hand, and then said: "On the way to Dumb Village with him, he was completely blind for a while."

Xiao Hua took her eyes back and said, "He needs a place like Yucun. If it doesn't work, someone has to convince him of something."

The black blind man knew very well that what he was going to do, even if he wanted to die, he would die easily, and no one could persuade him.

Xiaohua said this to Zhang Qiling.

This is probably related to the matter of entering the blind grave. Wu Erbai's plan to go to Leicheng is very tight, but the matter of the blind grave can't wait either.

And these things require Zhang Qiling.

Nan Xing looked at Zhang Qiling, he didn't speak, he didn't eat, he just sat aside silently.

After the conversation was over, several people found a hotel to stay, and Wu Xie went to work in Eleven Warehouse early the next morning.

A few days later, Zhang Qiling and Wu Erbai's team set off together. Wu Xie and Fatty sent them to the toll booth, but Nan Xing didn't go. According to her, she was afraid that she would lose control of her feet and couldn't help but follow along.

She set off for Xiaoshan Airport before Fatty and the others came back, and boarded a flight to Shijiazhuang.

After several transfers, Nan Xing finally found the villa to investigate.

The villa is not particularly big, but it seems to be relatively old. The owner of the house has never shown up. It has been rented out to all kinds of people for so many years. The last time it was rented out, it was rented out to a painter as a creative studio.

This painter is not well-known, and he is said to be very weird.Originally, the people who lived in the villa area were either rich or expensive, and they basically didn't like to socialize with their neighbors, so this painter has always been mysterious, and has never appeared since the day he moved in.

A few days ago, an aunt who had been hired by the painter for a long time to clean up found him dead in the villa.

It seems that no reason has been found so far, and all signs seem to be suicide.

The villa has not yet passed the lockdown period, and there is a team of people on duty throughout the day.

Nan Xing still needs to wait two more days before he can go inside to investigate.

She found a hotel nearby to live in first, watching and waiting.

When the blockade was finally lifted, she sneaked into the villa immediately.

Once inside, Nan Xing was stunned by the sight in front of him.

The entire villa was decorated by painters to look like a tomb. The walls were covered with murals, all of which were vision blueprints for becoming immortals. In the middle of the hall were not only coffins, but also coffins. The specifications looked very high.The doors and windows of the entire villa were locked, and there were only a few long-burning lights that had been extinguished long ago.

The murals are also very weird, using the most technical fresco painting method in Western murals.

The fresco technique is the most enduring form of wall painting.Rough plaster is first applied on the painted wall to form a "rough gray" layer.The sketches are drawn on this layer of plaster, which seeps into the walls.

Then cover it with a layer of "fine gray" and redraw the sketch on top.

On top of this damp new plaster, paint with water-mixed paint, at this stage the color and wall are permanently fused together.

This method of painting required the painter to be decisive and precise with the brush, because once the color had been absorbed into the plaster, it was very difficult to modify.So not all painters are qualified for this arduous and complicated work.

Therefore, the masters of this kind of fresco painting are typical workaholics, such as the most representative Michelangelo.

Seeing the huge amount of murals on the walls, let alone working with your head up for ten hours a day, it takes at least one year to complete such a scale of painting. It hurts the neck just looking at it.

How could such a workaholic with perseverance commit suicide?It's not logical.

Nan Xing checked the villa as a whole, and found no other strange places, so she went back to the hotel first, planning to come back to check the next day.

The next day passed, everything was still very calm, nothing happened.

Nan Xing thought about it, and decided to stay in the villa overnight to check the situation. Maybe she came during the day for the first two days, and some clues may not be seen until night. If it is more demanding, it may take a certain time point will appear.

She stayed in the villa until midnight, without turning on the lights or moving, minimizing her presence here.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Nan Xing scanned the situation of the entire hall again, and glanced at the murals on the wall. Suddenly, she found that the girl in the center of the composition of the murals suddenly became brighter, and her eyes were straight at the moment. Looking at Nan Xing.

Nan Xing was stunned and stood up. In order to confirm that it was not her illusion, she walked to the side and found that the girl was still looking at her coldly.

The girl on the mural is actually very incompatible with the style of the whole picture. The other characters on the mural, both men and women, have exaggerated muscle proportions. Only this girl, fleshy and tender, looks like Michelangelo In Luo's murals, a character written by Rembrandt was mixed in, generally neither fish nor fowl.

Nan Xing had noticed her from the very beginning, so Nan Xing remembered very clearly that the girl's gaze was originally looking in the direction of the light source above the mural.

In order to take a closer look, Nan Xing turned on the flashlight and took a closer look, which made her gasp even more.

This girl not only has a different style, but also a different painting method. This is not a fresco painting, but a Danpeira painting method. Why didn’t I notice it before?

From this point of view, it is possible that this girl is not a character in this mural at all. Could it be that there is another layer hidden under the mural on the surface?

Nan Xing peeled off the mural along the girl's side. Just a little bit, the whole mural began to peel off from the wall spontaneously. Gradually, another mural centered on the girl appeared.

The overall mural is in dark tones, with a pitch-black background, and the characters on it are densely surrounded by girls, like a pilgrimage.

Moreover, there are several faces of people inside, who are obviously the people who were in charge of the night watch here a few days ago.

Nan Xing was about to take a picture and go back to confirm, only to see that the faces of these people began to distort and deform, and at the same time they began to emit a foul smell.

The entire mural moved, and the paint instantly covered all the doors and windows.

Nan Xing finally understood the weirdness here.

In ancient times, there were seven layers of coffins for emperors, five layers for princes, and three layers for doctors.

According to the general scale, then a coffin is enough.But judging from the current situation, the villa itself should be another coffin, and Nan Xing is now locked in the coffin.

The coffin located on the ground does not conform to the principle of being buried in the ground after all, unless this tomb is not used for burial, but is used to absorb the life of the person who enters it.

The characters in the murals should be the people whose lifespan was absorbed.Therefore, all previous tenants should be here.

If you don't hurry out, I'm afraid she will also become a part of the mural.

The paint that flowed down from the wall had begun to crawl over in all directions along the ground, and once it touched her, it would never get out.

All doors and windows have been painted over, and there are no exits.

And these paints were like black holes, swallowing all the bullets she shot at the doors and windows, while the doors and windows were unscathed.

Nan Xing looked at the girl in the mural again, only the paint on the girl didn't flow, and the compositional light hitting the girl didn't flow either.

No, no, that ray of light is not in the painting!

This is the light from the skylight in the roof.

When I looked up, I saw that there was a small area of ​​the skylight that was not covered by paint, so the moonlight was pouring in through that small area of ​​glass.

Nan Xing aimed at the small group of glass, and the bullet passed through. It stands to reason that the entire skylight glass should be shattered, but the current situation is that there is only a bullet hole after the bullet passed through. To get out from there, unless She becomes Ant-Man.

Nan Xing took a flashlight to take a picture of the bullet hole, but found that there seemed to be something buckled outside from the bullet hole.

She aimed all the remaining bullets at the small group of glass and shot it out. When the small group of glass was completely shattered, the object stuck on it fell down, and Nan Xing caught it.

This is a small bronze tripod. The so-called light is not moonlight, but emitted by this small tripod.

The lifespan and energy of those people in the painting circulate in the house, rising from the ground and turning to the sky, and the tripod, after collecting all the energy, projects it on the girl in the form of light, nourishing her.

What kind of existence is the girl in this mural?

At this time, all the paint in the room was retreated into the mural, and the doors and windows were exposed again. The girl in the mural had a hideous expression, as if she was about to rush out of the mural at any time.

Nan Xing took the bronze tripod and hurried out from the gate. As soon as she reached the gate, she felt something grabbed her ankle and dragged her into the villa. Although Nan Xing didn't see anything, she guessed that the girl was chasing her out up.

"Kirin blood can dispel evil spirits, and can help you get out of trouble at critical moments." Nan Xing suddenly recalled Zhang Qiling's words in his mind.

Seeing that she was about to stand unsteadily, Nan Xing pulled out the knife behind her waist with her backhand, and at the same time quickly slashed her hand, pointing the blood in the direction of her ankle, and the blood flew over.

The strength in her ankle disappeared in an instant, and she immediately ran out of the villa as soon as possible. At this time, many residents around her were also poking their heads out of the windows to watch the excitement. They must have been awakened by the gunshot she just had.

Nan Xing ran all the way to a bright place before stopping, and his mind was finally free to sort out the results of tonight's actions.

The next morning, Nan Xing went to the vicinity of the villa again, and found that the villa had been blocked again. It should be that after she made a noise last night, the nearby residents called the police.

I heard from the onlookers that all the murals inside were gone, and the walls were as clean as if no one had ever painted on them.

As soon as Nan Xing returned to the downstairs of the hotel, a middle-aged man walked up to her and handed her a business card, saying, "Sir, I have more resources like this kind of supernatural house, are you interested in cooperating with them? I always buy houses at a low price, and after you clean up the contents of the house, I sell them at a high price, and we share the difference."

"You're looking for the wrong person." Nan Xing didn't intend to pay attention to him, and turned his head to enter the lobby.

"My number is 138********. If you are interested, you can contact me at any time." The middle-aged man added later.

Nan Xing pretended not to hear, and went straight into the lobby.

Back in the room, Nan Xing began to study the bronze tripod he had brought back, as well as the murals in the house that he had photographed earlier.

She came up with a bold hypothesis: there may be more than one such Yangzhong.The lifespan and energy of the people absorbed in the Yang Tomb may be related to the other world that the Blind Tomb leads to.

She called the middle-aged man and asked him to help find other houses with similar incidents.

In the following time, Nan Xing traveled all over the world, and sure enough, she met other such Yang Tombs, and she brought back all the bronze tripods in these Yang Tombs.

A month later, she was taking the train back to Nanning from the deep mountains of Guangxi to transit. Her mobile phone had no signal in the deep mountains. When she finally got a signal, she saw the message Wu Xie sent her a few days ago popped up on the screen.

When she opened it, the content was very simple, but it almost made her heart stop beating:

How much money do you have on hand? Let's get it together. Something happened to my little brother.