In the hall of the museum, the lighting is not very obvious, and the sporadic ceiling looks like a whole giant snowflake screen dancing overhead. Each of the items in the exhibition hall has been graffiti into dazzling colors.

Outside the museum, time is passing little by little, from one o'clock in the afternoon to four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun should not have set so quickly at this time, but perhaps because of the remoteness of this area, at this point in time, the sunset has shone on the west mountain, and the light reflected by the setting sun shines on the roof of the museum.

This brightness seems to be brighter and warmer than during the day, when the clouds are only overcast, but the rain is still delayed.

From a distance, the glow that spreads over the entire museum is like a red curtain of blood falling on the eaves of the museum, as if to bring people back to the bloody and wailing nights of the last century.

At this time, in the museum, Ling Yu and others are still studying in the museum, and it is now the fourth o'clock in the afternoon, according to the previous regulations of the museum, five o'clock in the afternoon is the closing time of the museum. It is also forbidden to enter at night.

In other words, Ling Yu and the others still have an hour to stay here, and after an hour, everyone is estimated to be at the end of this exhibition hall, in the room where they had gathered to eat just now. Or maybe everyone goes back to their room and waits for the next day.

In the entire exhibition hall full of colorful styles, the style of each artwork is the same, most of them are vases, and then there are Jin Xi's famous paintings, and there are few other exhibition items. Such a museum doesn't seem to stand out much, so why does it attract a bunch of curious people to come here every year for a day.

Or did they already know what secrets were hidden in this museum, maybe some treasure related to money, and they wanted to keep it for themselves? Or maybe because of Jin Xi's reputation at the end of the last century, he came here to see all his works during his lifetime, in short, there are many such conjectures, and who knows what they are. Probably because she was not an expert in this field, Ling Yu never saw anything in this museum that could attract her.

It's Qin Jian, he has been observing the famous paintings hanging on the wall since he found that famous painting, not only the one in front of him, but the paintings around the wall he has looked at in the past few hours, and he has found a little.

Except for the famous painting he just found was a metal border, all the rest of the famous paintings were wooden frames, of course, he had already discovered this, in addition to this, there is another point-

All the famous paintings were painted after 1900, that is, some time before Jin Xi's death. Qin Jian had read the invitation letter before, and the invitation letter said that this event had started ninety-nine years after Master Jin Xi's death.

It's 2018, and if you go back to 99 years, it's 1919, and the time of these paintings is not long before Jin Xi's death. But is it a coincidence that only the painting in front of me shows the date of 1882? Qin Jian's intuition told him that it was not, and only this pre-1900 painting was mounted with a metal border, and there was a special familiar smell on the painting. This painting must be trying to express what kind of content, but Qin Jian hasn't guessed this content yet.

On the other side, Han Mo took Wen Ya's hand and browsed in the museum, for him, although this time there was also a task to find out about the case of missing people a few years ago, but in his opinion, it was more important to take his fiancée out for a walk this time, after all, the two of them were going to get married in a few weeks, and in this time period, both parties to the marriage would inevitably have some anxiety, if Wen Ya was left at home alone, and he didn't go back for a week, he wouldn't be very happy.

The center of the hall of the museum is full of people brought by the field, and then Zhang Xiaoqian and Yin Fei'er, who have been wandering all the time, so in order not to disturb them, but also to give himself and Wenya a relatively quiet space, he chose to browse at the edge of the museum with Wenya.

Looking at the vases with many colors appearing in front of her eyes, Wen Ya seemed to want to vomit, too many colors did make people feel uncomfortable, she instantly recalled in her mind that she and Han Mo were in the new house, the vase she had just purchased a few days ago, she regretted it a little, after looking at these vases in front of her, it is estimated that she is not even in the mood to raise flowers. Maybe you can't appreciate these so-called out-of-the-way arts.

Han Mo is not very good at this field, he is just trying his best to pull Wen Ya at the same time, what kind of clues can be found in these artworks.

"Oops-"

In the process of pulling Wen Ya to walk, suddenly, Wen Ya exclaimed, Han Mo immediately looked at Wen Ya, it turned out that Wen Ya tripped over the shoelace she was driving. The voice was not very loud, but it caused some people in this hall to look back at the two of them at the same time, Shu Xiaoran and Ling Yu were the closest to these two people, the voice was a bit loud for them, they looked at Han Mo and Wen Ya, but Qin Jian and Yin Fei'er and the others, who were relatively far away, did not have the slightest intention of turning back. I have to say that although the number of rooms in this museum of the dead is not large, this hall is still relatively large. Otherwise, it would not be possible to hold so many works of art. But it is also because of this reason that there are too many artworks, and the colors appear more chaotic, which makes people's eyes even more dull.

Han Mo accompanied Wenya to retreat to the closest position to the wall, almost to the root of the wall, and it could be seen that Han Mo's feelings for Wenya, Wenya's shoelaces were opened, Han Mo, who was a criminal policeman, did not let Wenya do it, and directly squatted down by himself and tied Wenya's shoes, probably two people would do this when they were in love, not to mention that the two of them were about to get married.

Wen Ya lowered her head and looked at Han Mo who was tying her shoes, although she didn't say anything, but the expression of joy was all on her face, the corners of her mouth had almost risen to the most extreme position, and she wanted to hide but it was difficult to suppress the smile on her face. She laughed like a child, without the slightest adulteration, she was completely full of innocence, and like Shu Xiaoran, she was a "little girl". This is the reason why Han Mo likes to be elegant, how can such a girl be rejected.

Han Mo lowered his head and tied Wen Ya's shoes, Wen Ya's coat was just right with these shoes, and there was originally a pair of zippered high heels, but because the zipper was broken when he traveled a few days ago, he chose a pair of laces. After Han Mo tied them, he stuffed the extra laces into the elegant shoes, which looked even more neat. While arranging Wen Ya's trouser legs, Han Mo inadvertently squinted, and suddenly seemed to have found something strange.

He looked at the gap between the ground and the wall.

Immediately afterward, his hand left the hem of his elegant trousers and walked to the link between the wall and the floor, which was also painted in color, while the floor was a simple tile color. Although the color is different, you can clearly see that there is a gap in the connection, the gap is not very large, but around this, the place where the wall and the ground are connected has been continuing, from the beginning position, clockwise, until it comes back in a circle and coincides with the original position, what is this gap for? Is it because they are afraid that the hall of the museum will be flooded to drain water?

Han Mo touched those gaps, and could only guess like this. After that, he stood up.

Suddenly, there was a ding-dong sound, and everyone stopped their observations, just like everyone put down their pens after hearing the bell ring during the exam. Ling Yu stood up and looked at the time of the watch on her arm, it was exactly five o'clock in the afternoon.

It seems that it is about to close the museum, and according to the previous precautions, it is forbidden to enter the museum after it is closed.

Sure enough, after the bell rang (although I don't know where the sound came from), Ling Qi quickly appeared at the door of that room, and without even thinking about it, he must have asked everyone to stay in that room first, and maybe arrange a dinner first.

It was Chu Ming who walked at the end, and everyone walked into the room where they had gathered together one by one, that is, the room where they had lunch just now, that room was very large, even if there were so many people together, they would not feel crowded. When Chu Ming finally walked in, Ling Qi didn't turn off the lights in this exhibition hall, because he couldn't seem to find where the switch to turn off the lights was.

When Ling Qi closed the door, Chu Ming walked over, and the rest of the people were already sitting on the sofa, and there was still a place next to Shu Xiaoran, which looked like it was specially left for Chu Ming.

Ling Qi said a few words to them and then left the room, saying as if he was going to prepare dinner for them. At this time, Zhang Xiaoqian found that the leftover lunch on the table had been cleaned up, and the most critical point was that they had not seen Ling Qi in the hall from beginning to end, and they also knew that in this room, there were only two doors, one leading to the exhibition hall just now, and the other leading to the corridor where the light was not obvious, where they lived at night. Zhang Xiaoqian is a mystery novelist, and in his cognition he has to wonder if there is any other secret passage leading to the kitchen in this room, or some other room.

But Ling Qi cleaned up the food, they didn't know where the kitchen was, just now they noticed that Ling Qi went out from that door, and after going out was the exhibition hall, where was he going?

Luckily, everyone has a toilet in their room, otherwise I don't know what would happen in this place for a week.

Time passed little by little, Ling Qi's dinner had not yet been served, and night was falling in this museum, and their group would soon usher in their first night here!