Chapter 111: Sunflowers

Once decided, Wu Di no longer hesitated, he took out his white gloves and put them on, and slowly pasted his entire left palm to the blank space in the lower right corner of the picture with a solemn expression. Almost as soon as the palm of his hand touched www.biquge.info the screen, the powerful icy air flow rushed into his body like a hungry wolf that had been waiting for a long time, and his entire right arm seemed to be frozen in the blink of an eye!

Wu Di was unmoved, and pressed it firmly, from the moment when his palm touched the picture to the moment he pressed it firmly on the screen, the cool breath in his palm also poured out! These cool breaths instantly changed from thin to thick, but they did not meet the head-on attack like last time, but before they came into contact with the cold air current, they suddenly divided into countless small wisps, silently entwining towards the thick cold air current.

Wu Di's eyes seemed to unfold a silent picture, and he clearly felt that wisps of cool breath silently merged into the cold airflow, and then quickly assimilated, and the cold airflow became warmer. As the cool breath blended more and more, the left hand gradually regained consciousness, which was a biting coldness!

Wu Di was a little surprised, and wanted to remove his hand from the picture first, but after trying it, he found that this hand seemed to be no longer his, and he couldn't move a bit!

Right in front of his eyes, his left hand seemed to be gradually becoming transparent, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the thin skin! He vaguely saw the Heavenly Book, which was only the size of a sesame seed, spinning rapidly in the palm of his hand, inhaling streams of cold air into it, and then exhaling more cool breath......

Wu Di did not give up the effort of moving his palm, but as time passed, the piercing pain gradually disappeared, and he was no longer in a hurry, calmed down, and silently felt the Heavenly Book swallowing up the cold airflow.

Suddenly, a skull appeared in front of Wu Di without warning, and the two big holes that were originally eyes actually emitted dazzling white light! The toothless mouth opened and closed up and down, accompanied by a strange scream, and spit out a strange note!

Wu Di confirmed that he had never heard this language, but he found that he clearly understood the meaning of this passage,

"Those who covet the flower of death will surely sink into the abyss of hell, and will never be liberated!"

What the fuck is this? In a short moment, cold sweat crawled all over Wu Di's forehead, and in surprise, he even used his right hand, wanting to remove his left hand from the picture as soon as possible, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't move a bit!

The skull seemed to be able to see his movements, and as Wu Di struggled, its face without a trace of muscle actually seemed to slowly have a trace of expression, this is a mockery? Or is it hideous?

Fuck you, since you can't take it away, let's see you through! Look what the hell you are! Wu Di had a fierce attack, no longer caring about the cool air or skull, gritted his teeth and looked into the painting!

As if passing through a thin film, and as if passing through a long distance, the moment he launched the perspective, the cool air and the skull suddenly disappeared without a trace, and another ingenious picture appeared in front of his eyes, sunflowers! Van Gogh's sunflowers!

Wu Di tried to move his left hand, and found that it was easily removed from the screen. He let out a sigh of relief, subconsciously glanced at the time, and found that the process that seemed to be as long as a whole day had not even exceeded a minute!

He closed his eyes and leaned back on the couch with a headache, what was the matter with the skull? What does that mean? Curse? Is there a curse in this world? He was about to scoff, when he suddenly thought of the Book of Heaven and fell silent again. There are even books in this world, what else is impossible?

Wu Di thought about it for a while, and then shook off these chaotic thoughts, whatever, it has already happened anyway, can a broken painting still kill people? Besides, didn't all the fierce icy air currents be taken over by the Book of Heaven? Can that skull really jump out and bite me?

After adjusting his mentality, Wu Di began to ponder again, this painting was obviously disguised, and the original painting was covered with a film, and then a sunflower was scribbled on the film! But the strange thing is that both of these paintings are the work of Van Gogh, and why?

His heart was like a cat's scratch, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he boldly pressed his left hand on the picture again, anxiously waiting for the cold air flow and the skull to reappear. But ten seconds passed, half a minute passed, a minute passed, and there was no vision at all!

Wu Di smiled, obviously, Tianshu's skills are superior, and these demons and monsters have been eliminated by it! Well, let me take a closer look at this masterpiece from Van Gogh!

Gently looking inside, a gorgeous picture appeared in front of Wu Di's eyes again, more than a dozen lifelike yellow sunflowers of different shapes were inserted in a blue vase. Looking at the layout of the picture, the shape of the sunflower seems to be exactly the same as Van Gogh's world-famous masterpiece! Could it be that the famous work that has been handed down to the world is a fake?

Wu Di pressed the doubts in his heart, carefully looked at the vivid picture, and gradually, he found the difference between the two paintings.

In my memory, Van Gogh's sunflowers are full of life, as if they really represent the light of the sun, a symbol of light and heat, and a portrayal of the emotional fire churning in the heart, but how does this one feel a little awkward?

If you look closely, the painting method and the use of color are all master-level, and there is no problem, but where does that awkward feeling come from?

Artistic conception? That's right! It's the mood! The biggest difference between a master's painting and an ordinary painting is the artistic conception! In Van Gogh's sunflowers, there is a lot of energy and a love for life. And in this painting, although the sunflowers are still in full bloom, they do not feel a little bit of vitality and vitality, on the contrary, the whole picture is filled with a kind of decadence, contradictions, despair and even death!

Wu Di breathed a sigh of relief, a master is a master, two paintings that are exactly the same, can actually paint two diametrically opposed artistic conceptions!

In addition to the sunflowers on the screen, in the lower right corner, there is also a scribbled text, Wu Di looked at it for a long time, but barely recognized the signature at the end of the text, vaguely like the word "vangogh", he nodded secretly, sure enough, it was the real work of Van Gogh!

Underneath the signature are several Arabic numerals, July 27, 1890, presumably the date the painting was completed. Wrong! Big wrong! When did Van Gogh die? It seems to be in 1890!

Van Gogh has a famous painting, "Crow in the Rye Field", which is considered to be a "sealed work" and "a bad omen", indicating that a dangerous disaster is coming. And this master committed suicide in a wheat field where crows flocked! On that day, this crazy guy rushed into the wheat field like a robber with a pistol and shot himself in the heart!

Cornfield? Isn't the wheat ripe in the summer? So this date......

Wu Di let out a sigh of relief, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes tiredly. There is one of the biggest doubts about this painting - treasures, Tang Bohu's "Sending Friends in the Cold River" is also a treasure, but there are several changes, which are obviously higher than this painting skills. Could it be that it is because of the skull and the evil curse that this painting is among the treasures?

Song Ying walked over quietly, she just found that Wu Di seemed to be a little wrong, and when she got closer, she found that his condition was indeed not very good, and his black face turned pale at the moment!

"What's wrong with you? Do you need to see a doctor? ”

Song Ying asked in a low voice.

Wu Di opened his eyes and said with a smile:

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."

As he spoke, he wanted to stand up, but he didn't expect his legs to be weak and he sat back on the sofa. Song Ying was startled, and hurriedly came over to help, but was pulled and threw herself into Wu Di's arms! She lowered her head, didn't dare to look at Wu Di at all, and hurriedly tried to struggle, but suddenly found that a not very strong but powerful arm tightly wrapped around her slender waist......

When Wu Di sat back on the sofa, he instinctively pulled his hand, but he didn't expect to pull Song Ying into his arms, and suddenly felt embarrassed, and was about to help her up, but he smelled a faint fragrance from his soft body, his mind was blurred for a while, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a wild desire gradually overwhelmed him......

Song Ying was held in Wu Di's arms, only to feel that the arm holding her was getting tighter and tighter, and she couldn't help but get anxious, coupled with Wu Di's gradually heavy breathing in her ears, which made the hairs on her body stand on end, as if Wu Di under her suddenly became a terrifying beast!

Song Ying screamed, desperately broke free of Wu Di's arm, jumped up and wanted to escape, Wu Di, who was completely blinded by desire, jumped up, slammed Song Ying on the thick carpet, tore her T-shirt, and arched her mouth......

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