Chapter 102: The Secret of the Painting

The last wing room is the study, this study is not big, probably because there are too many things, the space left is too small, and there is basically no sunlight in the room, as soon as you walk into the room, the only thing you feel is suffocation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the walls around the room, even the windows are hung with some landscape paintings, and the bookshelves are mostly some travelogues.

Bai Li picked up a travelogue casually, took a cursory look at it, and there were many annotations on the travelogue, which made Bai Li confirm that this Liu Zhuang owner must have been a very playful and experienced young hero when he was young.

It's just that the name of this Liu Zhuang owner has not been asked from those people's mouths, and Liu Zhuang has already been buried in the ground, so he can't take this Liu Zhuang out of the grave in order to verify his identity.

Raising his eyelids, Bai Li set his eyes on the landscape paintings hanging on the wall.

One by one, I swept over, and finally my eyes stayed on a very ordinary landscape painting, which depicted a woman standing on the edge of a cliff with a paper umbrella.

The strange thing is that this landscape painting looks like an inexplicable sense of disobedience, which makes people subconsciously appreciate the woman in this painting, not this beautiful landscape painting, as if the painting in front of them is not a landscape painting, but a portrait!

But this is clearly a landscape painting!

The painting is only a woman who has only been roughly drawn a few strokes, and only her side face!

Retracting his gaze, Bai Li was afraid of being hooked by the woman in the painting, even though it was just a side face that didn't look delicate and not beautiful, but as long as he saw this side face, he would involuntarily fall into it, making Bai Li have a deep sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this woman before!

Bai Li jumped slightly, took the painting off the wall, placed it on the table, covered the woman on the painting with a piece of white paper, let out a long breath, and the violent heartbeat temporarily calmed down.

She has seen many beautiful women, but she has never seen such a woman, but she is faintly painted on the painting, without any grace or peerless appearance, just a glance will make people deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

After covering up, Bai Li took a serious look at every stroke on the painting.

When she looked at this painting before, she had already seen a lot of different places......

The ink and paper used in this painting are all the most precious things, but in this painting, except for the woman, the rest of the landscape is simply like a painting painted by a fledgling hairy boy, which is much worse than the other paintings on the wall.

Obviously, this painting must be painted with more light lines, but many places on this painting are painted with thick lines, not even a single stroke, but repeated scribbles, not so much that the person is painting, but that he just wants to cover up something with this thick line.

"What exactly are you trying to cover up?" Bai Li muttered.

Slowly moving his finger on the drawing along the strange lines...... Those lines perfectly form a word, a huge "prime" word!

Moreover, this "plain" word only occupies a mere one-third of the picture!

Bai Li was excited.

Treasure often represents danger, but it also often represents harvest.

The fingers slowly moved along the other lines, especially those that had been carefully smeared, and Bai Li paid more attention to it.

Soon, the second word also came into view: "Such as", Bai Li stretched out her hand to cover the woman's figure, she had already noticed it when she looked at it before, the woman's figure was very clean around her, and the painter seemed to have very deep feelings for this woman.

The last word is more complicated, Bai Li groped for a long time and still didn't see what it was, so finally he had to go and get some water, and after grinding the ink, he wrote it on the white paper with ink.

It's a big "iron" word.

Together, it is: "Iron is like a prime." ā€

"It seems to be a person's name...... Iron is like a vegetarian, iron is like a vegetarian, such as a vegetarian ......"

Bai Li was like a fried cat, she had seen these two words before, picked up the book thrown on the table again, flipped through it casually, her eyes fell on the annotation written by the person, there were two words "Rusu".

This travelogue is not recorded in any other place, it is Minnan!

From those few sentences, it can be seen that the old owner of Liu once knew this Tie Rusu here, but the annotations did not indicate whether this Tie Rusu was a man or a woman.

If it is only from the traces on this painting, the name should belong to a woman, and it should be the woman in this painting.

Bai Li lowered his head and meditated.

After a long time, he suddenly clapped his hands and said to himself, "That's right." The relationship between the old farmer Liu and this Tie Rusu must be unusual, and the old owner Liu chose to live in seclusion here, this is not the place where the two met, it must be the place where the two fell in love, and the annotation in the book also wrote that Tie Rusu has lived here since he was a child, and has served as a guide to lead the old owner Liu to play here. Coupled with the fact that this time the Jinsha Gang slaughtered the village, Zhang Xuan and they did not resist and let the other party take it away, this Liu Zhuang owner is very likely to have a lot to do with the Tang Sect. Looks like we're going to have to dig people's graves tonight. ā€

Bai Li smiled, she didn't have too much repulsion about digging people's graves, she was an atheist, and this was to avenge the owner of Liu Zhuang, the Jinsha Gang was definitely going to go, Zhang Xuan and they were still there, and before going, it was also appropriate for Lord Liu to provide more clues.

made up her mind, Bai Li didn't leave, the grave of Liu Jiazhuang and the others was not far from here, but now she was a little tired, and it was better to leave this kind of thing to be done at night.

Anyway, all the eating and drinking utensils in this Liujiazhuang are readily available, and it is also excellent to rest here for the time being.

Otherwise, returning to Fugui Village now and rushing here at night will definitely arouse the suspicion of many people in Fugui Village.

Thinking of this, Bai Li rolled up the painting, wrapped it in a layer of oiled paper, and carefully put it away.

Then I went around in other places, in addition to the blood stains on the ground and walls, the feng shui pattern of this place is still very good, if it weren't for the fact that someone had just died here, and the murderer was the Jinsha Gang, the people of Fugui Village did not dare to come here for the time being.

Otherwise, those gold and silver treasures, pianos, chess, calligraphy and paintings will not be kept, and even those quilts, melons and fruits should all be taken away!