If "painting" refers to the rebounding pipa picture, then "middle of the painting" should refer to Gu Tingcheng already in the painting. In that case, "swimming" may not be in the mood, it can only be said that it is in a predicament and cannot get out.

There is a story of "Painting Wall" in "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", which is a legendary story of someone who visited a Zen temple and strayed into a mural.

I believe that Gu Tingcheng must have fallen into it involuntarily under some special circumstances.

"In Cave 112?" I asked.

"It's not." Ming Shuisleeve shook his head, "That's just an entrance, like a mirror." When a person looks in the mirror, although the shadow is in the mirror, it does not float on the surface, but goes deep inside. In that case, the person is in the mirror, not in the mirror. That's what I'm talking about. ”

Without waiting for me to ask, she further explained: "People swim in the middle of the painting, and the painting is not a flat surface, but an extremely deep multi-dimensional three-dimensional structure, which can go infinitely deeper. So, I just say 'people swim in the painting' and can't explain more. ”

I suddenly remembered the Tang poem "The Hermit is Not Encountered", the last two sentences of the poem are "only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and do not know where", and its artistic conception is exactly what Ming Shuisleeve said - people are in the painting, and the clouds are deep and do not know.

"So, we can't get her back at all?" I asked.

Ming Shuichong shook his head again: "She has her life and pursuits, if this is what she wants, but we want to forcibly destroy all this, wouldn't it be a disservice?" ”

I was speechless for a while, and I was surrounded by the words of Ming Shui's sleeve.

In fact, our dialogue has been going round and round in the philosophical circle of "Zi Fei Yu An Zhi Yu Fun", just like Zhuangzi and Huizi in the "Hao Shang Debate" that day, there is never a right answer.

"Miss Ming, you are completely sophistry, and it is useless." I can only say that I will stop this discussion.

This kind of conversation is like the illusion I encountered in Master Wan's room, the plot is complex and chaotic, and it seems to be able to give people a lot of enlightenment, but it is all floating in the air and cannot be organically connected. When there are more and more such illusions, it will completely trap people's minds, stuff them to the brim, make people dizzy, and they can't do anything.

Only by stopping, emptying the illusion, and thinking again deeply can we decide where to go next.

"I am not sophistry, but I have irrefutable proof." Ming Suisleeve replied calmly.

"What evidence is there? Where is it? I asked.

Ming Shuisleeve raised his right hand and held a satellite phone in his palm.

I didn't ask much and picked up the phone.

"Mr. Gu is obsessed with the antiques of the Song and Ming dynasties, and has studied them deeply and has a wide collection, which surpasses any public museum in the world. His words should be the most trustworthy. Ming Shuisleeve said.

When I was on Hong Kong Island, I met Gu Tingguo on some occasions, but we didn't talk to each other, and at most we were nodding friends.

He's a shopping mall boss, I'm a gangmate, and getting too close to each other is itself breaking some unwritten rules on Hong Kong Island. Therefore, even in the case of Gu Lingcheng's disappearance, I didn't want to make too much contact with him.

"Call Mr. Gu – if you feel it is necessary." Ming Shuisleeve said.

I groaned for a moment and gently pressed the screen on.

There is only one number in the correspondence record, which is marked as "Mr. Gu Tingguo".

I dialed that number, and it rang once, and someone answered immediately.

"Dragon Shao?" The man on the other end of the line asked anxiously but politely.

"Hello Mr. Gu, I'm Long Fei." I also responded politely.

This was our first call, and Gu Tianguo's voice was as polite as ever: "Long Shao, I'm looking forward to this call, because I know that there are many dangerous and difficult things that only you can do-"

He stopped and waited for my response.

I replied calmly, "It's over, Mr. Gu." ”

Gu Tianguo smiled: "Long Shao, this is the consensus of the people in the rivers and lakes of Hong Kong Island, don't be modest." ”

In the circle of celebrities on Hong Kong Island, Gu Tingguo is a legend that will never disappear. His Confucian demeanor and elegant conversation are almost unsurpassed, even a few male stars in the entertainment industry who are regarded as "kings" will be eclipsed in front of him, and he will not be able to shine a little starlight. Moreover, the antique industry he is engaged in is more cultural than the gambling and shipping industry of other bigwigs, and it is a high-end business that can be put on the table, not only to make money, but also to become famous, and to be able to handle it in both political and economic circles. It can be said that since the birth of Gu Kuoguo, the celebrity circle on Hong Kong Island has firmly established itself and established a position, becoming an absolute big man who cannot be shaken or replaced by others.

I think that if it weren't for Gu Tingcheng's sudden disappearance, Gu Tingguo would never have taken the initiative to extend an olive branch to me.

"Find her." Gu Tianguo pondered for a while, abandoned red tape, and said bluntly, "I will provide all help." ”

"Give me some more clues that haven't been made public." I'm also very direct.

"Okay." Gu Tianguo promised, "Later, I will personally send a document to Miss Ming's mailbox, and she will forward it to you." ”

Without hesitation, I responded, "Okay, I'll give it my all." ”

Looking back at Allure is not the other party's request, but the real need of my heart. As long as there is a breath left, this thing must continue.

"Long Shao-" Gu Tianguo wanted to speak and stopped, and then continued, "In an hour, please go back to Dunhuang City, and we will talk again." Remember, one hour is ...... One hour. ”

His tone didn't change, but I immediately found the clue from his repetition of the key word "one hour" three times.

The drive from the anti-thief pit to Dunhuang City is half an hour or even a little more, so the time I stay in the anti-thief pit is only more than 20 minutes.

Reverse reasoning, I must leave here within twenty minutes in order to get back to Dunhuang City in time.

"Understood." I didn't deliberately confirm it, but calmly replied.

Modern communication technology, while convenient and fast, is extremely easy to leak, and the digital traffic of a call can be intercepted at any time and deciphered instantly. Therefore, in the event of a major secret event, it is necessary to use "hidden words" during the call, which increases the difficulty for the decipherer.

I firmly believe that the "one hour" that Gu Tingguo said is a hidden word, and the meaning behind it is to remind me that "I must leave the anti-thief pit in twenty minutes".

When danger comes, any smart person will react, just as the ancient warrior said, "The golden wind is not moved before the cicada is sensitive".

"Mr. Gu, I'll contact you in an hour." I say.

"Huh." Gu Tingguo laughed twice and took the initiative to hang up the phone.

When he heard me repeat "One Hour", he must have understood my thoughts.

It's that simple to talk to a wise man. You don't need to be too straightforward in saying anything, just point to the point.

When I handed the phone to Ming Shuisleeve, it was obvious that her eyes were filled with some kind of confusion.

"Alright." I say.

"Mr. Gu doesn't seem to say much about Miss Gu, now that the matter is urgent, what should I do next?" Ming Shuisleeve asked.

I shook my head: "There aren't many clues, but the only thing that is gratifying is that Mr. Gu said that he will send a document to your mailbox." When the document arrives, please forward it to me. ”

Ming Shuisleeve breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay." ”

When I first saw it in Cave 112, the impression left on me by Ming Shui sleeve was very peculiar. She described herself as the princess of the dead Ming, but apart from those intermittent self-reports, there is no other material to support what she said, and she can only generally believe that this is a strange phenomenon in "reincarnation and memories of previous lives".

So, what's the real answer?

When no one proves that "Zi Fei Yu knows the joy of fish", everything is unknown, everything is inconclusive, and it can only be attributed to self-talk, which is not enough to identify as the truth.

Ming Shuisleeve's experience is similar to the "Tsar's Death Case" at the end of the 19th century, when there were too many "Tsar Princesses" around the world, all of whom said that they were persecuted at home, and they had to go into exile with their attendants around the world.

In the end, these so-called "Tsar Princesses" were classified as international liars, because all the evidence of their pedigree was overturned and had no credibility, and the blood on their "Tsar's Imperial Blood Book Iron Coupon" was tested to be 100% chicken blood.

I really hope that Ming Shui sleeve is not like that, otherwise, it will definitely hurt Lei Dongtian's heart.

"Mr. Long, what are you thinking?" Ming Shuisleeve asked.

I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "I was thinking, Miss Gu may no longer be alive—"

Of course, this sentence is just a test of the other party, because I firmly believe that people like Gu Tingcheng will definitely be better protected by others, and even if they are in a bad environment, their survival ability is far more than that of ordinary characters.

"Really?" Ming Shuisleeve was shocked, hiding his face and sighing.

On the surface, she is extremely sad and shocked, but from my analysis of her actions of hiding her face, it is too exaggerated, and she is obviously acting. What's even more terrifying is that behind her pathos, there is some kind of deeper joy.

Comprehensive analysis, Ming Shuisleeve's inner world must be very complex and cannot be explored for the time being.

"Go back and see if the documents have been uploaded." I say.

"Okay, okay." Ming Shuisleeve took the lead in turning around and hurriedly walked back.

The phenomenon of "reincarnation and memory of past lives" must exist, not only in Tibet, but also in other countries on all continents.

Human beings have a very superficial understanding of themselves, and once an event surpasses a natural phenomenon and becomes a "supernatural phenomenon", then it cannot be explained by the previous physical laws, and falls into a state of ignorance.

I judge that there must be something else hidden in the fact that Ming Shuisleeve calls himself the "Dead Ming Princess". At the same time, I also feel that among the three of them, Lei Dongtian, Gu Tingguo, and Gu Tingcheng, there is some kind of unknown agreement, and everything that happens in Dunhuang is in their hands - except for Gu Tingcheng's disappearance.

Gu Tingcheng's disappearance was a real accident, which could be heard from the tone of Gu Tingguo's voice on the phone.

"Knife-" I suddenly noticed that there was something in the left sleeve of the Ming Shui sleeve that appeared and disappeared. It was a knife about five inches long, and it was pressed backwards from her left wrist to her elbow.

This kind of "knife in the sleeve" is very sharp, and it can give full play to the advantages of "one inch short and one inch dangerous", and it is very difficult to prevent sudden attacks.

"Perhaps, she is the key person who can suddenly give people a 'stab in the back'." At the thought of this, the hairs on my back stood on top and shivered deeply.

Gu Tingcheng and Ming Shuisleeve both appeared, didn't the former notice the latter's tiger and wolf heart at all?

"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is rising." I thought to myself.