After participating in the metaphysical variety show, I exploded

"Hey, Xiao Le, are you going to Jun Xiuyan's house?"

When Le Qinian was arranging his appearance in front of the mirror, Altman sneaked out half of his head from under the bed and asked.

Le Qinian chose a dark dress.Jun Xiuyan's family just had a funeral, so he shouldn't dress too fancy.

"Yeah, he said he found a secret room at home, and there are things I'm interested in."

Jun Xiuyan didn't specify what it was, but Le Qinian guessed that it was probably some kind of antique handed down from the time of Emperor Yongwen.Jun Xiuyan may feel that he has something to do with him, so please ask him for an appraisal.

Is this treating him as a free treasure appraiser?

Altman looked at Le Qinian with a sincere and expectant expression: "Xiao Le, didn't you promise to buy me a mobile phone? When are we going to buy it?"

"...Can't you just pick it online?"

"But I want to go to the physical store and see for myself!"

Le Qinian sighed.He promised to buy a mobile phone for Altman, but then there were too many things to do, and he was too busy for a while.Now "Who is Shaman King" is over, "Death You Don't Know" has entered the post-production stage, and the ignorance has come to an end, it's time to put the improvement of Ultraman's quality of life on the agenda.

Altman thought he was not happy, pointing at his finger pitifully: ""Death You Don't Know" will be released soon, and there are not many days left before I die contentedly, don't you want to wait until I am completely gone? Burn paper phone for me? You promised me, don’t you want to go back on your word?”

"Is Le Qinian that kind of person?"

There is still a long time before the time agreed with Jun Xiuyan, enough to take Ultraman there.Le Qinian took the small bag, stuffed Ultraman into it, went out with the bag on his back, and went straight to the nearest shopping mall.

After visiting several mobile phone experience stores in a row, Le Qinian turned his back every time when the clerk was not paying attention, and asked Altman to get out of the small bag to choose the mobile phone he wanted.After choosing and choosing, Altman was tired of choosing, so he simply bought the latest iPhone directly and easily.Le Qinian also bought an additional capacitive pen for it.

The first thing Ultraman did after getting the new phone was to board its Antarctic Animal, set up a group, and brought Le Qinian and Yan Yu into the group.

Looking at the small group of only three people, Le Qinian was speechless. "Is this necessary, Teacher Manshan? Aren't you going to die soon? At that time, is there still a need for this group to exist?"

Altman was silent for a while, and said, "I can bring more people in!"

"Who are you pulling? Except me and Director Yan, everyone thought you were dead—and you were indeed dead!"

"Then I'll give you administrator privileges, and then you can bring your good friend in."

"What are you doing here?"

"Remember me." Altman said deeply.

Happy to pray for the year to help the forehead.He stuffed Ultraman deep into the small bag, rode on the shared electric car on the side of the road, and went straight to Jun Xiuyan's house.

Not long after Jun Mao's funeral, the white cloth hanging on the door of Jun's house to signify the funeral has not been taken down yet.There are many white chrysanthemum petals and firecracker debris scattered on the ground, which have not been cleaned in time.

It's just that one person passed away, and this ancient-looking house suddenly fell into the cold.

Le Qinian rang the doorbell.Not long after, the door opened, and Jun Xiuyan appeared at the door.Because he was busy with the funeral and many inheritance procedures, he looked a little haggard, with black eyes around his eyes, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time.

"You're pretty punctual." Jun Xiuyan smiled weakly.

Le Qinian looked at the young man. "are you OK?"

"It's okay, but I've been so busy recently that I don't even have time to sleep." Jun Xiuyan looked back at the main hall of the house, "Are you going to offer incense sticks to grandpa? When the ancestor came to offer incense to him, he must be very happy." Happy." He paused for a moment and smiled wryly, "Well, actually, I don't know if he will be happy. The grandpa I know is not at all... the real grandpa."

Le Qinian patted Jun Xiuyan on the shoulder and followed him into the living room.There are three tablets in the altar, which are the parents of Jun Mao and Jun Xiuyan.Le Qinian took the burning incense from Jun Xiuyan, and paid respects to the tablet.Jun Mao is his junior, but he went to the Underworld before him. In a sense, this is also a white-haired man sending a black-haired man, right?

After burning the incense, Jun Xiuyan gestured to him, signaling him to follow.

"The secret room is in Grandpa's study, and it can only be opened through a mechanism."

He pushed open the door of the study and walked towards a row of antique racks displaying all kinds of antiques.

"I never knew there was such a thing as a secret room at home-I thought it would only appear in novels and movies. Who would a normal person fix that kind of thing at home? It wasn't until I read the electricity bill that I felt a little Something is wrong. The monthly electricity bill at home is too high. I suspected that someone had stolen the electricity, but after looking through my grandfather’s diary, I found out that there is a secret room in the ground floor specially used to store antiques. Only the heads of the family have the right to know this secret. "

Jun Xiuyan turned a statue on the shelf.There was only the "booming" sound of the mechanism running and the rubbing of the stone, and the bookshelf turned, revealing a secret door.There is a staircase leading to the ground behind the door, and wall lamps are inlaid on the walls on both sides, so you don't have to worry about lighting problems.

"You're right," Le Qinian said in shock, "Who would a normal person repair this kind of thing at home?"

Jun Xiuyan took the lead and walked down the stairs. "I asked several cousins, and they all know that the Jun family has some treasures that only the head of the family has the right to touch, but they all think that they are stored in the bank. I didn't expect that the things are actually in the underground of our own house."

It suddenly opened up.The secret room is extremely spacious, not so much a basement as it is more like a small museum.Although it is located underground, the air is not stagnant at all. Le Qinian can even feel a breeze. The temperature and humidity are quite pleasant. It seems that in order to protect the antiques, a special air conditioning system has been installed here.

In contrast, Le Qinian casually threw the Xuanqing Bagua Mirror, which was also a cultural relic of the Yong Dynasty, in the closet.A wave of shame welled up in my heart.In the future, we must be kind to the gossip mirror, although it is useless.

Jun Xiuyan pointed to the deepest part of the secret room: "The thing I want to show you is right there."

They walked to the end of the chamber.A portrait of Xiang Xiangzheng hangs on the wall there.There are many ancient paintings hanging in the secret room, but they are all ink paintings. Only this portrait is different, it is a Western-style oil painting.

Looking at the oil painting, Le Qinian thought for a moment that he was looking in a mirror.The person in the painting is him in a Taoist robe, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, as if he is looking at himself outside the painting.

Without Jun Xiuyan's introduction, Le Qinian knew who the creator of this "masterpiece" was.

"...Francis, right?" He gritted his teeth.

He didn't even know when that guy sneakily painted his portrait!What's even more weird is that the younger brother even preserved his portrait as a treasure and passed it on to future generations!

They are so perverted!

"If you want, I can give it to you." Jun Xiuyan curled his lips, "It should be considered as returning the property to its original owner."

"No. I don't want to hang this kind of thing in the house at all."

"Say it as if I wanted to!"

Le Qinian originally wanted to say that you donate it to the museum, but when he thought of his portrait being hung in the museum for people to see... then he would really die socially.It's better to hide in the underground of Jun's house.

"Just leave it at your house." He said to Jun Xiuyan.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something move.

He subconsciously looked at the oil painting.He himself in the painting still maintains that mysterious smile, but he always feels that the person in the painting seems to be smiling a little more openly than before...?

His gaze turned to the background of the oil painting.Most of the portraits are dominated by figures, with only a few strokes of the background.But the background of this painting is extremely detailed, depicting a rocky hillside.

Something loomed between the jagged stones.

Le Qinian narrowed his eyes, took a step closer to the portrait, and observed the canvas more carefully.

The thing between the stones appears to be a crouching figure.

"What is this?" He asked Jun Xiuyan, "Have you studied the things in the painting?"

Jun Xiuyan said nothing.

Le Qinian turned around and gave Jun Xiuyan a puzzled look.The young man lowered his head slightly with a dull expression.Just now he was complaining to Le Qinian back and forth, but now he seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes staring blankly.

Le Qinian groaned inwardly that it was not good.He quickly took out a talisman paper and threw it at Jun Xiuyan,

The talisman paper shot out dazzling golden light, forming a barrier between the two of them.At the same time, he took a few steps back to distance himself from Jun Xiuyan.

Is ignorance not dead?Jun Xiuyan's appearance is obviously under some kind of spell, or possessed by something.Le Qinian reflexively thought of ignorance.But ignorance should be dissipated with Jun Mao's death, so how can he control Jun Xiuyan?

unless--

Jun Xiuyan stared straight at Le Qinian, his empty eyes were like a black mirror, reflecting Le Qinian's figure and the portrait behind him.

——Unless the body of ignorance is not Junmao from the beginning.

The Le Qinian in the painting suddenly moved.

He reaches forward.

He was supposed to exist only in the canvas, but his hand stretched out the frame and grabbed Le Qinian's shoulder in the real world.

The invisible power centered on him and spread around like ripples.

He had experienced the same weird feeling once, that was when he came into contact with the painting in the studio in Lujiang No. [-] Middle School.

Does this portrait of him also have a world in the painting?

Le Qinian turned his head quickly, trying to break free from the hand of the person in the painting.But the moment he made this reaction, he only felt his body lighten, and his whole body seemed to lose weight.

In the next second, he found that he had left the underground secret room of Jun's house and was standing under the rocky hillside.

He looked around and was surprised to see that this was not a hillside.It is a bowl-shaped pothole at the bottom of the pit.The portrait captures the scenery in only one direction, so that the viewer mistakenly thinks that the pit wall is a hillside.

The sky above his head was a strange crimson, as if time had been frozen forever at the moment of sunset, but no matter which direction he could see the afterglow of the sunset.The swirling clouds hang in the center of the sky, like a white eye, staring coldly at the ant-like people on the ground.

This scene made Le Qinian inexplicably familiar.

He touched the wall of the pit, and it was as real as the real world.

A contemptuous chuckle sounded from behind.

"Are you coming too?" A hoarse male voice said, with a strong sense of mockery in his voice.

Le Qinian turned around.

A pale human face appeared behind the chaotic rocks.The man shrunk his shoulders and squatted on the ground as if frightened.Obviously trapped in the world in the painting with nowhere to go, the man had a gloating expression on his face and a mocking smile.

Le Qinian frowned.No wonder Zheng Zhaoyu has disappeared, neither he nor the police can find a trace.It turned out that he had been staying in the world in the painting.

"Everyone has been looking for you for a long time." Le Qinian said, "Why are you here?"

Zheng Zhaoyu's smile suddenly disappeared.Those eyes that had attracted the hearts of countless young girls were now colored with madness, and they turned quickly from side to side, as if afraid of some invisible beast that would suddenly pounce on him and attack him.

"After the awards ceremony was over that day, I wanted to go home, but suddenly the power went out." Zheng Zhaoyu murmured, "I couldn't take the elevator, so I wanted to go down the stairs. At this time, I suddenly met that old man—— Jun Xiuyan's grandfather. He told me that he was sent by Master. Master asked me to go to Jun's house immediately after the show. The old man gave me his house address and keys, and told me to go directly to The study waited. So I did."

Le Qinian remembered the power outage that day.He split up with the others to find Zheng Zhaoyu, did Jun Mao secretly meet Zheng Zhaoyu at that time?

"And then?" he asked.

"I waited in the study for a long time, and finally the old man came back. He took me to the underground secret room, where I saw your portrait..." Zheng Zhaoyu giggled, "It turns out that Master is the person in the painting. He Brought me to this place, let me wait here. I have been waiting for a long time!"

The underground secret room of Jun's house.

Jun Xiuyan looked at the empty secret room, his body trembled, and the expression on his stiff face recovered.

In the portraits hanging on the wall, the young man is still smiling.But two human figures loomed in the background behind him.

The moment Le Qinian was pulled into the painting, he dropped his belongings.If those things are found by the police or someone else, it may cause disaster.Jun Xiuyan's eyes darkened, and he threw Le Qinian's small bag into a corner of the secret room.

This place will never be discovered.When you are free, burn Le Qinian's things.That way no one will ever know his whereabouts.

Jun Xiuyan slowly left the secret room.His footsteps disappeared at the end of the stairs.Then there was the rumble of the mechanism running.The chamber door is closed.

The little bag that Jun Xiuyan threw into the corner of the secret room suddenly moved.

Then it moved again.

Altman stuck his head out of the bag, terrified.

"Fuck...what happened just now?" Its tone was almost crying, "Xiao Le! Xiao Jun! Ahhh! What should I do!"

It panicked and scratched its head frantically.If it had hair, it would have been scratched bald by itself by now.

Then, it drilled back into the bag and pulled out the mobile phone and capacitive pen it had just bought.It picked up the capacitive pen, clicked on the Antarctic animal, and sent a message in the three-person group it had just established.

[It's not good, Director Yan!Xiao Le was caught!help! 】