After joining Hades

Because of the relationship between Professor Li and Wu Yue, Wen Bai participated in several private art exhibitions, some of which were held in the basement.

After all, things like ancient paintings have extremely high requirements on temperature and light in order to prolong their lifespan.

But it was the first time that Zheng Bochang was so careful.

In a huge basement, there is a display warehouse in the middle, covered with layers of glass like a tower mountain.

There is even a circle of talisman paper written with cinnabar on the bottom edge.

How weird the picture is, how weird.

Zheng Lu hurriedly explained in a low voice: "Sir, don't be surprised, it wasn't like this before, but after that happened, I was really scared, so I asked people to add more glass."

Lu Zheng lacked interest, and tore off a piece of talisman paper.

Zheng Bochang only felt that a corner of his soul was torn off by Lu Zheng.

You must know that the previous masters have repeatedly told you not to move, and if you touch this talisman, your life will not be guaranteed.

"Mr. Lu Xian," Zheng Bochang's heart stopped, "Be careful."

Lu Zheng pinched the paper with his fingertips, and didn't want to give any extra glances.

Seeing Zheng Bochang's nervous expression, Wen Bai asked, "This is it?"

Zheng Bochang wiped his sweat: "I don't know what is written on it, but the master said that it is for the dirty things in the town painting."

Wen Bai also couldn't understand what was painted on it, but just looking at Lu Zheng's appearance, he knew that it was probably useless.

He walked over a few steps and stood still in front of the painting.

Nothing but old yellowed paper.

There is really no discrepancy or surprise at all.

Although I know this is the case, I feel somewhat regretful.

Seeing Wen Bai's lost look, Lu Zheng glanced at the painting: "It's just a painting, what's so interesting about it."

Wen Bai: "This is a picture of a child with a morning glory."

Zhu Fu once mentioned in his personal miscellaneous notes that the picture of the child and the morning glory is the one he is most satisfied with. He is so satisfied that it has been hung on the incense table for more than two months. Naturally, he wants to see such a painting.

Lu Zheng's voice became even weaker: "There are only children who barely catch the eye."

Wen Bai: "..."

Sure enough, he still couldn't communicate with his "underworld boss" with the thinking of their small workers in the underworld.

It was a coincidence that Lu Zheng just noticed Wen Bai's little movement of pursing his lips, narrowed his eyes, and called softly: "Wen Bai."

Wen Bai: "Huh?"

Lu Zheng didn't speak, and stared at him for a long time, until Wen Bai couldn't help but subconsciously stand up straight, then he casually said, "Did you scold me in your heart just now?"

Wen Bai's eyes widened instantly.

This, this can know? !

Isn't this the skill of listening to the truth?

Wen Bai immediately lowered his head to avoid Lu Zheng's death stare, and began to speak nonsense: "I didn't, I wasn't."

Fortunately, Lu Zheng smiled lightly, let him go, and didn't say anything else.

After coaxing the boss, Wen Bai looked at the blank painting again through the glass cover. After a while, he asked Zheng Bochang: "Mr. Zheng, may I ask where you got this painting?"

If it were done before, Zheng Bochang would have to think about it, and would not easily reveal the source of the painting, but now, this painting is a hot potato. As soon as Wen Bai opened his mouth, he replied: "It was sold at a private auction abroad. down."

Wen Bai nodded: "That's it."

Seeing that his tone was low, Lu Zheng glanced at him: "?"

Wen Bai: "No, I just think it's a pity."

"If Mr. Po Lu's paintings weren't popular at that time, and no one appreciated them, this painting would not have disappeared."

"The paintings are not popular, who told you?" Lu Zheng said suddenly.

Wen Bai raised his head: "That's what the history books say."

He paused, always feeling that there was something in Lu Zheng's words: "Isn't it... isn't it?"

Lu Zheng looked down: "Ask it."

Wen Bai put his fingers on the glass: "It?"

Lu Zheng has already turned his head, looking at Zheng Bochang: "Open it."

As the protective cover was opened layer by layer, the picture scroll officially fell in front of Wen Bai's eyes.

He bent down, wanting to take a closer look, but his wrists felt slightly hot.

The white jade gourd that had not moved for a long time suddenly burst into a small cluster of red light.

Immediately afterwards, the back of the hand was touched slowly by a very gentle force.

He looked down and saw the familiar little figure, he was overjoyed: "Are you awake?"

I just opened the protective cover, and I didn't have time to step back, so I just heard Zheng Bochang who was standing straight: "???"

What, what woke up?

Did Mr. Wen talk to the ground just now?

After Zheng Bochang thought about it, he suddenly felt a little cold under his feet, as if something was pulling him: "Wen, Mr. Wen, are you talking to me?"

Wen Bai: "..."

Wen Bai forgot that there are people here.

But Lu Zheng didn't care at all.

Zheng Bochang was completely frozen in place at this time, Wen Bai said nothing to Zheng Lu, "Mr. Xiao Zheng, take your father out first."

You're not too young, so don't get sick from being frightened.

Zheng Lu saw his father's face about to pout, and then thought about the gentle behavior just now, as if he could see something they couldn't see, and felt cold from his feet for a moment, and after responding again and again, he helped him Just walked out.

So in the huge basement, only Wen Bai, Lu Zheng, Qingyunguan and Lin Qiu were left.

Li Zhiqing and the others didn't dare to get close at all, they stayed far away, so they didn't hear what Wen Bai and Xiao Liandeng said, they only thought that Zheng Bochang left because he was worried about the things in the painting, and still stood against the wall.

Xiao Lian Deng had already woken up leisurely, and after seeing Wen Bai said a word to it, she didn't look at it again, and groaned a little aggrieved.

Wen Bai also ignored the group of people over there, and lit its little flame: "Did you sleep well?"

"Okay." Xiaoliandeng floated lazily along Wen Bai's hand all the way up, and finally leaned on Wen Bai's shoulder, and rubbed the side of his neck with Yeto.

"I saw you in my dream, I missed you!" Maybe it was because of a long sleep, the voice was soft and sleepy, "Do you miss me?"

Wen Bai smiled lightly: "Yes."

Xiao Lian Deng shook her head, turned around, and felt Lu Zheng's aura.

A flying body wanted to touch Lu Zheng, but was stopped by Lu Zheng.

"Make trouble again." Lu Zheng pointed back, lightly touched the tip of the flower, like a gust of wind, the little lotus lantern floated back and fell into Wen Bai's arms again.

Xiao Lian Deng covered her head and let out a "huh".

Wen Bai felt distressed immediately, and immediately touched its petals: "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Lian Deng hummed and chirped in default.

Wen Bai looked at Lu Zheng helplessly: "It hurts."

Lu Zheng: "..."

Lu Zheng stretched out his hand and pinched Ye Tuo: "Listen to it."

Xiao Lian Deng giggled for a while before noticing the painting.

It tilted its fat petals, stared intently at the drawing paper, and finally floated down.

After slowly turning around on it twice, I touched the yellowed old paper with Yeto, looking very interested.

"This painting is not right, don't move around." Wen Bai said hastily.

On the premise of not knowing what's wrong with the painting and whether it's safe, Wen Bai didn't want to let it touch it.

He was about to hug it, but the moment his hand touched the petals, the wick of the little lotus lamp flickered, and the moment the fire was full of light, it disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the white jade gourd on his wrist suddenly fell towards the drawing paper——

When Wen Bai opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the basement.

There is a piercing white in front of my eyes.

That kind of whiteness does not seem to be given by external force, not like snow, not like powder, but a kind of innocence that is close to itself.

If you have to describe it, it's like being in an abyss where you can't see your fingers.

Only the abyss is white.

"Is anyone there?" Wen Bai yelled twice, but didn't hear any answer.

He remembered that before entering this place, first the little lotus lantern disappeared, and then there was a sudden force on the white jade gourd.

And then the force brought him in too.

So if nothing unexpected happens, Little Lotus Lantern should be here as well.

For a moment, Wen Bai didn't know whether he felt relieved or became more and more worried.

He raised his feet and walked forward, but the surrounding area was still a vast expanse of whiteness, which made people's eyes hurt a little.

Wen Bai couldn't tell the direction, and didn't know how long he had been walking, but his intuition told him that he had been spinning around in one place and had never gone out.

Just when he was about to sit down and take a rest, and sort out his confused thoughts by the way, a long and thick mooing sound of a cow suddenly came from his ears.

This was the first sound he heard here.

Wen Bai suddenly raised his head.

He followed the reputation, but it was still blank, but the voice was real.

Wait...Wen Bai frowned.

Cow lowing?

Childish morning glory picture!

So I entered the painting?

Wen Bai didn't know that the half hour he spent in the painting was only a moment outside the painting.

The moment he came to a conclusion, the temperature in Zheng Bochang's basement suddenly dropped by several degrees.

It's clearly the sky in June, but it's like an icehouse in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

The culprit was Lu Zheng who was still outside.

Qingyunguan and his group couldn't stop shaking.

They didn't know what happened at all, they only knew that after a blinding white light flashed, the good-tempered Xianchang Wen disappeared before their eyes out of thin air.

Then there was Master Lu who had "I'll die" written all over his face.

Lin Qiu was the first to realize: "It's a painting!"

As if they had found their backbone, the disciples of Qing Yun Temple hid behind Lin Qiu's thin body.

"What painting?"

Lin Qiu looked straight at Lu Zheng: "Chang Xianchang may have entered the painting."

Qingyun watched everyone: "???"

Lu Zheng frowned, and looked back at Lin Qiu.

Of course he knew it was the kid in the painting who did it.

But how did this brat know?

Lu Zheng never had any interest in Lin Qiu from the beginning to the end, and was even a little inexplicably displeased because of Wen Bai's special attention.

But if he has something to do with this painting spirit... I would like to see what tricks he can play.

Lu Zhengwei focused his attention for a moment, and when he saw the mysterious light on Linqiu's Tianmen, he was relieved without surprise or joy.

Fairly fresh.

The Tao is not very good, but the five senses are much better than ordinary people.

It could also explain why he stared at the white jade gourd just now.

Knowing that Lin Qiu had nothing to do with Hua Ling, Lu Zheng stopped looking at him.

As soon as she turned around and lightly waved her hand, the picture scroll that was spread out on the table was suspended in the air.

Qingyun watched everyone: "..."

Immediately afterwards, they heard Lu Zheng speak: "Will you let me go?"

Qingyun watched everyone: "..."

"Master, is Senior Da Neng talking to Hua?"

Li Zhiqing took a long breath: "You can't just talk to us."

"How can Kehua talk?" a disciple tremblingly said.

Then the second after his voice settled down, the "painting that can't possibly talk" spoke.

"I won't let go!"

Everyone: "..."

Lu Zheng slowly picked out a little bit of fire with his fingertips: "Let people go, and burn a hole in the cover of Tianling, you choose one."

"Hua" immediately became anxious: "You, you dare!"

Lu Zheng laughed.

After so many years, this was the first one who dared to threaten him.

Still a yellow-mouthed brat.

"You can try."

"You can't burn me!"

"Drawing Paper" was incompetent and furious. After thinking for a long time, he came up with the reason: "There is a good-looking human race inside, and there is a small paper lantern!"

"If you burn me, they won't be able to get out!"

Hearing what it said, Lu Zheng's tone became cold.

"You should be glad that he is inside, otherwise, it would be more than just burning a hole."