In the middle of the night, someone with the lingering sense of familiarity got up and took out the portrait to admire it again. This is an oil painting painted on a wooden board. Based on my understanding of art, I can only judge it to this extent. Naturally, the woman in the painting is unknown, and there are no obvious symbols or marks on the painting to indicate the identity of the artist.
Look at it from the front, backwards, zoom in, and try to analyze the different layers of paint to see if there is any picture-within-a-picture. Everything proves that this is a painting with no secrets. Then someone easily turned over the print and looked at the back...
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"Ooohhhhhh!"
Someone made an unknown strange noise, directly waking up the lich on the bed who came to share the bed with me for some reason. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw someone holding a painting, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why, it's not enough to do it with me. You get excited when you see that painting, right?"
"Yes, no. Oh, what am I talking about." Lin hurriedly turned over the back of the painting, pointed at the signature and said, "Look at this, look at this."
"You can get excited just by looking at weird words, weirdo." After cursing, Fen closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
Well, it should be said that this is normal, after all, this lich cannot recognize the bird language of the earth. Although Midi also uses pinyin writing, the most basic letters are completely different from the letters inherited from the Latin system on Earth. When Lin presided over the compilation of P language, he did not insist on cultural invasion and brought the earth's alphabet, except for some specific Arabic numerals and mathematical symbols.
In other words, the person signing behind this portrait, if it is not two ninja turtles, can only be the man, or at least someone who knows the man.
Leonardo da Vinci, one of the three masters of the Italian Renaissance, the most unprofessional painter and polymath, was most likely a time traveler or reborn on the earth, a man with countless mysteries. I don’t know whether he is the earth traveling through the earth, an alien traveling through the earth, or a cheater who travels out and back again.
Reminiscent of the conversation I had with the consciousness of the Earth, I guessed from the words that there would occasionally be such 'exchange students' between different worlds. I originally thought that this was just traveling from one world to another. As long as I found a way, I could still return to my hometown.
But if the magician who left this painting is really that one. And he is still alive, living in the same era as himself in Lost Land. Does this mean that the time travel between the two worlds will not only change the space, but also the timeline will be different. So there is this scene of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong, and Zhang Fei fighting Yue Fei.
According to the owner of the art shop, it was a magician who called himself that person and went to his art shop to sell paintings. When the shopkeeper opened his account book, someone had already recorded all the information and saw the purchase price of the painting. To an ordinary person and a painter in Lost Land, that money is quite expensive; but to a magician, that little money is really nothing.
Is he so poor that he needs to make a living by selling his paintings, or is it actually someone else who takes his paintings and exchanges them for a few bucks.
I tried hard to think of a way to determine the age of the painting, but unfortunately I was not an appraiser or a forger, so I had no relevant knowledge to determine the age of the print in my hand. The only thing that is certain is that this painting is not the kind where the ink has just dried.
Lin would be lying if he said he wasn't excited about the possibility of meeting the legend. But there was another thought in my mind, hoping it wasn't him I saw. When the gap of more than five hundred years was filled, I could not imagine what my hometown would be like when I returned to Earth.
Is it the end of the world after Skynet has been raging, or is it the Earth Federation that has entered the interstellar society during the interstellar war? Or maybe he went back to a certain dynasty in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties?
Amidst countless unknowns with no answers, someone held the print in his mouth and looked worriedly at the starry sky outside the window.
Suddenly there was a loud noise that almost woke up the entire hotel. It felt like something fell down and hit the ground, triggering a chain reaction and smashing a whole room of things.
This time it was Lin Mingming. The lich, who was woken up again, glared hatefully at a man who was messing around and said, "What's going on again?"
After thinking for a while, Lin said: "It was a thief, I guess."
After saying that, Lin stood up and prepared to take a look at his pile of belongings. But Fen said nonchalantly: "Oh, that probably won't be ours. I turned on the anti-theft device." After saying that, he fell into a deep sleep.
After hearing 'anti-theft device', Lin shrugged and sat back in his seat. In order to extend the life of the eggshell, whenever possible, Fen will open the eggshell containing the body part of the indescribable thing. The strange aura leaking out was absorbed by the World Tree seeds placed together.
A harmonious balance is reached between the two. Eggshells made of expensive materials do not need to be used to seal the indescribable thing alone. The erosion rate will naturally be slowed down, and things will naturally not break down too quickly. But this balance is limited to the extent that they offset each other's breaths without changing each other's status quo. At least they won't destroy each other, even if they touch each other.
In other words, if someone touches the indescribable thing out of curiosity, unless the other person is an expert at the same level as Fen, the result will only be eaten by the octopus legs.
And among a bunch of rare treasures, who wouldn’t be curious about something inside an eggshell?
If you miss some priceless treasures and only take away some ordinary things, you will be wasting your time and becoming a thief. What's more, the person who stole it was a magician.
The little thieves in Lost Land are full of adventurous spirit. If they don't have some courage, they really can't do this profession. So who would bypass the eggshell and just get something else? At least I fed the indescribable things a few times, and the belongings I brought with me were never short. Instead, there are often more props used by thieves that are left behind at the scene.
Hmm~ Should the lives of these people be counted on my own head? Lin was thinking about such a question, but such a trivial matter was quickly forgotten. Nowadays, someone only has feelings for what he has done with his own hands, and if he died not directly because of himself, he may not have a division, but a brigade. To be responsible for them, I would have gone back to my hometown to sell salted duck eggs.
The thing I originally thought about was quite worrying.
Sleepless night.
The next day, we were still waiting for the boat. Lin took to the streets. It’s not that men don’t like shopping, it’s just that the things they shop for are different from women.
Yesterday, when I was walking on the street, there were nearly twenty people following behind me, as if a big brother was leading a little brother to collect protection money along the street. How could it be possible to continue yesterday's gameplay today, so I gave the two apprentices and four dwarves a little pocket money and released them.
As for Uzov and others, they may have realized that it was really unexpected that a group of ten people happened to be walking together. Moreover, Lin allowed them to follow him yesterday because he was unfamiliar with the place and it was better to have someone with him than to wander around on his own. Today someone politely and firmly declined that they should continue walking on the same road by chance.
Do not listen?
What confidence do they have not to listen?
To be honest, they were able to keep up, more or less because of someone's tacit approval. If Lin really showed his face and told them to get away as far as they wanted, how dare they not leave? Is it possible that the ten of us are tougher than the hundreds of people in the Han En Society? Not to mention that when someone leaves directly with Flash, everyone except Fen can only be dumbfounded, what else can they do.
Fen is the only one who keeps up with Lin, not only because she has the ability to do it, but also because she doesn't know what to do if she goes shopping alone. At her level, ordinary items no longer interest her, even rare items may not. So it's not so much that she's hanging out for the sake of hanging out, it's more that she just wants to look at this man and see what unexpected things he does.
Silverbeard dwarves are eager to find anything that can grow and strengthen their tribe. Technology, knowledge, objects, culture, systems, methods, and of course, the most important resources, especially resources that can be used to repair and create peaceful weapons. The peaceful armed force that is still lying down can be said to be a pain for the silver-bearded dwarves.
The number of peaceful armed forces has been decreasing for a long time. The reason is because there is no material to make them. As for the required or replaceable materials, they had also consulted the magician. I don’t know if someone has too little knowledge, or if those rare resources have been exhausted, or if the name has just changed due to different times. These need to be confirmed by their own eyes.
Needless to say, the two girls. They have their own interests, and they are happy to explore the things they like and buy some good things that they will regret if they miss them. If they follow their teacher's butt, their hands and feet will be tied, and it will be inconvenient to do anything. So they are happy to go shopping on their own.
And someone went straight to the art shop where he bought the painting yesterday. Yesterday it was a deserted art store, but today it was crowded with people looking at paintings.
Art has always been like that, and there are far more people who join in the fun than those who can actually understand it.
Yesterday I accidentally helped them think of a bunch of advertising slogans, and it seems they have made good use of this momentum. But it also caused trouble for someone. Lin looked at the shop full of people, and was thinking about whether to meet each one, but he was thrown away using the extra-dimensional exile technique.
"Ah, Mr. Tripwood." The sharp-eyed shopkeeper shouted, and then lined up everyone from the shop, and after all the hard work, they came to the two magicians. He lowered his head respectfully and asked, "You two are coming to the store again. I wonder if there is anything I can help with."
"Do you have any other paintings by the creator yesterday?" Lin asked straight to the point.
As for the painting that caught the magician's attention yesterday, the shop owner had already checked his inventory and even past transaction records. But the conclusion was regrettable. He could only say truthfully: "Sir, the only painting that the magician sold us was that one. There is nothing else."
"Well, have you ever seen a work with such a mark?" What Lin showed was of course Da Vinci's signature in Italian.
The shop owner did not dare to neglect such a request and said: "I am not very familiar with this part, but I have a servant who specializes in managing and maintaining paintings. Can I ask him to come over and confirm?"
Lin nodded. The shopkeeper who returned to the shop quickly brought out a shrewd-looking little man from the crowd. After seeing the signature displayed by the magician, he quickly found several works from the painting shop, some were large and some were small, and they all had some specious marks.
However, these symbols are not words from the earth. According to someone's judgment, they may just be cipher texts used by some relatively secretive sects in the Lost World. Lin has only regrets about this.
