Chapter 463

I have to praise the security of "The Last Supper" for doing so much, from Zhang Xiaodong moving the painting to restoring the original appearance, the whole process definitely does not take more than ten seconds. However, at the moment when "The Last Supper" was restored, at least a dozen heavily armed security personnel rushed in.

"!@##¥¥ Toot Dash......" The entire monastery was filled with panicked Italian shouts and footsteps. Cold sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads. None of the surveillance was damaged, but it was all sealed and black. And it all happened in a flash!

In addition, the alarm went off behind the glass where the mural was sealed, and the chaotic alarm directly frightened the security personnel in the entire monastery. Someone stole the paintings! And there was definitely more than one person, at least a huge gang! Because one person would never be able to make such a big move!

One door after another opened and closed automatically, and everyone was like a great enemy. Finally, a dozen black-clad security guards and the monastery's priest and administrator, Altirio, rushed to the hall in one go. Then, everyone froze in place, confused.

The Last Supper is intact, nothing has been left untouched in the whole hall, not even the glass that houses the frescoes is intact. A dozen people, you look at me, I look at you, blinded.

"The murals, and all the equipment was checked. Father Aldrio said puzzled.

After a few minutes, all the debriefings came back. Aldrio frowned, it was weird. In addition, the equipment that has just sounded the alarm can be queried, and there is indeed a situation! But now the murals in the hall are clearly intact, and there are no intruders. Aldelio didn't notice that on top of his priest's hat, a small ant that had been black was lying on it, smiling secretly.

"Look, Father!" a security guard suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the mural.

"Huh?" Aldrio was stunned. As he looked at the mural along the security officer's hand, Aldelio's eyes widened and his face changed, "What's going on?"

I saw that the position of the hand holding the knife that had been extra on the mural had changed, and it was now on the neck of the disciple Judas! Everyone looked at each other with shocked expressions. Zhang Xiaodong, who was lying on Father Aldrio's hat, also sighed, alas~ It was too hasty, and he forgot to restore this hand.

"Father, look!" exclaimed again, and under everyone's noses, the hand holding the knife slowly shifted its position and returned to its original state. The gap that appeared was filled almost instantaneously.

"This miracle! Is it God who has appeared? It must be, otherwise how could all the alarms have sounded for no reason? Otherwise, there would have been no one inside, and the position of the knife had changed? And the position of the knife had been placed on the neck of the traitor Judas!" At this moment, everyone's hearts exclaimed, and their eyes could not help but burn.

And when the security personnel and management personnel in the hall excitedly shouted the Lord and crossed like crazy in his chest, Zhang Xiaodong had already slipped away and quickly returned to the hotel. While checking the words that appeared on the mural, Zhang Xiaodong also communicated and inquired with Lao Jun.

"Quasi-Tidaoist, Laojun, are you saying that on the mural of the Last Supper, the Oriental man sitting in the middle is a quasi-Tidaoist?"

"That's right!" Lao Jun also thought for a long time, "It's this old boy, exactly like the one he looked like back then!"

"How could he be in the painting?" Zhang Xiaodong was puzzled. And Zhang Xiaodong found that on this painting, the quasi-Daoist is obviously the protagonist of all these dozen people, and he is the one who controls the audience. Even Jesu himself was obviously helpless against Zhunti, and even a little frustrated.

"Poor Dao doesn't know, have you translated that text?" asked Lao Jun again.

"Right away!" Zhang Xiaodong's face changed while replying, "Laojun, I think this painting should be shown to the Great Sage!"

When Zhang Xiaodong said this, Lao Jun's eyes flashed. "Yes, at the beginning, Poor Dao wanted to draw a portrait of the old boy in Zhun Ti for this monkey head to see. However, at that time, Tang Seng was trapped in the Heavenly Demon Realm and couldn't contact them. So Poor Dao forgot about it for the time being!"

"Yes. Nodding, Zhang Xiaodong hurriedly tried to find a way to translate the Italian text that appeared on the mural. About half an hour later, the whole text was translated.

"Ever since I came to Italy in the 16th century, I have always tried to publish some of the memories, inventions and ideas of the 20th century. In this world, some people think I'm a genius, and some people think I'm crazy. But it doesn't matter! I know I'm different from them. The translation continues, "It's a pity that I was just a down-and-out painter in the twentieth century, and I knew too little. But something that shocked me very much during this time was that one day, the old radio that I had brought with me from the 20th century suddenly received a signal! A miracle happened! This signal did not belong to the 16th century, or even to the 20th century, but from another world! I could receive their signal, and I could send a signal!"

Leonardo da Vinci continued, "But for a long time I couldn't understand their language, and I don't think they knew what I was talking about. Until one day, I heard the man's voice again on the radio. He was the only one who understood what I was saying! I was shocked that he was able to talk to me on screen, as if I were talking face-to-face, not on the radio. I never figured it out because I'm the owner of the radio and I should know all this!"

"And when he reappeared, I discovered a big secret. It's incredible, I don't think anyone would believe it, but it happened. I saw Jesus, his twelve disciples, and the legendary Last Supper. But what shocked me even more was that the man reappeared!" the translation continues, "We were all fooled. Maybe there is no God at all, and there is no Jesus. Or that the Jesus and God we worship are all from that man, who toyed with us all and applauded. ”

"I was shocked, but I think the twelve disciples of Jesu were even more shocked? I saw surprise, confusion and even anger on their faces. I knew that all their beliefs had collapsed at this moment! and I couldn't have imagined that what I believed in had been made by this mysterious guy all along. It's not dinner, it's simply a humiliating assembly. ”

(After learning to drive for a day, I came back a little late.) Time is a little tight, and the prawns are in the codeword, striving to upload before twelve o'clock...... ）

(To be continued.) )