A village tribe without human beings can only be regarded as a ruin, and if it is known to the outside world, it will definitely become the best place for archaeologists to study the ruins. Perhaps in a few years, it will become a tourist attraction with foreign tourists.

Before Sheng Shiyao made any decisions, I could only wander around and think nonsense. Finally, a soft call came from the side: "Let's go, let's go in." I looked at him strangely, why there was uncertainty in his voice, it wasn't like him. Walk to the door, collect distractions, and cover your head with your arms, ready to block the dust after the door opens.

But after Sheng Shiyao pushed it, he couldn't push it open, and he didn't move even if he tried his strength, and the door seemed to be blocked by something inside. Because it is a single-family household, it naturally has a courtyard wall, Sheng Shiyao went to the outside of the courtyard wall to study the two-meter-high wall, which seemed to be eager to enter from here. I haven't climbed a wall since I was a child, so I stopped him and said hesitantly, "Don't go in, after all, it's not good to climb over the wall." ”

He lightly threw a sentence to me: "If you don't go in, wait outside, I'll go in." After saying that, ignoring my opinion, he walked under the wall, and I quickly grabbed his clothes and said reluctantly: "Who said I won't go in?" When I came, I naturally wanted to go in. ”

The empty mountain villa, surrounded by strange oppression, asked me to wait outside alone, it was really enough to train my courage. There is no doubt that I chose to follow him, but this height is difficult for me to climb, and I am still thinking about a strategy, when I suddenly feel a tightness around my waist, the whole person is stopped and hugged, and he lifts me straight over the wall, and immediately solves my difficult climbing problem.

When I turned over to the wall, I leaned down and wanted to pull him, but I saw him glance at my hand, took a few steps back, made a starting posture, three steps into two steps, jumped up directly, grabbed the wall and made a hard hand, and the whole person turned up. This kung fu made me look straight in the eye, and I was really handsome! In order to perform, he didn't ask him to help him, he jumped directly, and then ...... The foot is twisted, one word: regret!

When he straightened up, he saw that behind the door that could not be opened, it turned out to be blocked by a huge stone grinding disc, and it seemed that the owner of the house did not want others to enter his house. On the other side, there was an iron lock on the door of the hall, but it was probably old, and the lock was rusted undecently. I searched left and right, and found a stone in the corner, so I limped to pick it up, thinking that I should be able to smash the lock with this stone.

But when I turned around to the door, I found that Sheng Shiyao had already torn open the iron lock and pushed the door in, he glanced at the stone in my hand, and said expressionlessly: "The lock is hung on it to see." I was angry and smashed the stone to the ground angrily, and it actually scattered in all directions, and what was even more strange was that the stone mill that was originally blocking the front door was moved away by one person, making a rumbling sound.

Sheng Shiyao, who had already walked in, rushed out when he heard the sound, and was stunned when he saw the sight in front of him, and asked me what I had moved. I pointed to the ground, but without moving anything, I threw the stone there, and he stepped forward cautiously, crouched down and removed the scattered stones, only to find that a piece of the marble that had been laid on the ground had been dented.

Organ! These two words snapped into my head. Sheng Shiyao immediately ordered in a deep voice: "Stand still and don't move!" He swept the whole yard with his eyes, and then pressed lightly on the sunken stone, and the rumbling sound rose again, and the stone mill that had been removed returned to the door and held the door, and the depression in the ground was restored to level with the ground, and without looking closely, there was nothing unusual at all. After Sheng Shiyao straightened up, his expression became even more serious, and his tone was not very good to me: "Don't touch anything here again, you know?" Under his compelling gaze, I could only nod.

The hall is very ordinary, with a few tables and stools arranged around it. If anything, the room was cleaner than any other place we'd seen before, and it was dusty, but it seemed to be much thinner. If we infer from this, it may be that the owner of the house left the latest, or it may be that he has returned.

Walking to the inner hall, my eyes lit up, and it was actually a room full of paintings. After a few glances, I was sure that the people who painted these paintings were the same as those in the ancient building in the middle of the lake, because although the paintings on the walls were no longer landscape paintings, but pictures of the villagers living in peace, judging from the color of the brushstrokes and ink, they were all the same technique from the same period. In each painting, the demeanor of the characters is vividly depicted, and the kind of comfort and peace is very naturally revealed.

It is said that people who are good at landscape painting will be deficient in figure painting, but this painter is obviously very good at both, and this person also loves painting very much, almost all the details of life are painted, and the four walls are all hung. I couldn't help but sigh: "The owner of this house must love this village so much that if he wants to paint all the details of the life of the villagers, he must be a literati." ”

But Sheng Shiyao asked rhetorically: "Who said that the owner of the house must be the one who paints?" "I was asked, yes, the painting is placed in this house, and it doesn't necessarily mean that the owner of the house is the person who paints it, but it can be that after the painter has painted it, the owner of the house will collect it. It is the subjective consciousness of people, and after seeing that the house is full of paintings, the intuition is that the owner of the house is the person who paints. But ...... "But there is no way to prove that the owner of the house is not a painter." I retorted.

Sheng Shiyao raised his hand and pointed, "Look at it." I looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that there was an iron sword hanging on the roof near the beam, which should be heavy in terms of volume. Looking at the other walls, there are several kinds of weapons hanging on each, including broadswords, spears, and a bow and crossbow. Because the light in the house is not sufficient, the first thing people see when they enter the house is the paintings hanging on the walls, so they don't notice that there are four weapons hanging in the dim places on it.

Sheng Shiyao said: "The iron sword has no sheath, the broadsword is missing, the spear is bald, and the bow and crossbow have no arrows, which proves that the owner of the house himself is a general, and the sheath of the iron sword should be lost, the gap in the broadsword is caused by using it for too long, but the head of the spear is cut off by other weapons, as for the bow and crossbow, maybe the arrow feathers have been used up, and they are not used again." ”

I looked carefully and found that those weapons were really like this, but I was still not convinced, and after thinking about it, I retorted: "If there are these weapons in the house, it doesn't mean that the owner of the house is a general, right? ”

Sheng Shiyao smiled lightly and said, "It is precisely because he loves his weapons that he hangs them all on his head that is not easy to be seen. This person has a certain degree of obsession with these weapons, even if in fact, these can only be regarded as broken copper and scrap metal, and he is reluctant to discard them. Put it in a place that only you will pay attention to, and remember the war years every day. ”

It seems to make sense, but even a military general may be both civil and military, how can you tell if these paintings are not from the hands of this general? Sheng Shiyao smiled lightly when he heard this, and said, "Xiaoxiao, haven't you noticed that there is something strange hidden in these paintings?" If you look closely, the people inside are all facing one direction, and their faces are full of adoration and respect. ”

After his reminder, I looked at each painting again, and after looking at a few of them, I realized that the people in the paintings, whether they were using the green lake as a reference or the houses as a reference, were facing the back of the village, and they seemed to be looking at something. But what is there behind them that attracts their attention? Isn't it just a steep mountain wall? Or Sheng Shiyao solved my confusion, he pointed to the top of his head, and then pointed to his feet, and I understood what he meant in a flash of thought, he meant the house where we were. But the villagers can't worship a house, so they can only worship the people in the house.

They are looking at the owner of this house, that is, this general! From this, it is likely that this military general was the leader of the entire village, and it was he who moved here with nearly a thousand people to live a comfortable life in isolation.

Sheng Shiyao walked up to me, pointed to one of the paintings, and said, "The perspective of this painting is next to this group of villagers, and when they look back, it is very likely that the military generals have walked out of the house and stood on a high place looking at them. If the painter is painting in detail, if the military general himself is painting, then after approaching, the eyes of the villagers must be fixed on him, and the perspective of painting will be a direct gaze, not a side view. ”

I see, I have to admire, he really sees things thoroughly.

"That means that this general may have a painter to paint for him, but what does he want the painter to do with this?"

Sheng Shiyao pondered for a moment and made an assumption: "What if this is not only a famous general, but also a royal family?" Standing in a high position for too long, he has become accustomed to enjoying the gaze of others, this place seems to us to be a paradise, it is undoubtedly a prison of imprisonment in his eyes, his authority and strengths are useless here, so he can only comfort himself through these paintings, and confirm that he is still a king. ”

I couldn't help but be a little incredulous and said, "You mean that these paintings are not actually painted with people or landscapes, but with the eyes of the people who painted them?" "I really don't dare to compliment the thinking of the ancients, but I can think of this way to satisfy the empty soul, so how lonely and lonely this person lives in his old age.

Sheng Shiyao nodded, and said: "I'm very interested in this painter, this person is not only good at painting, but also good at the art of Qimen Dunjia, even in these paintings, he is used to being natural, and the list of characters is also accurately calculated. If I'm guessing correctly, the mechanism outside the house, and the maze forest, may all be from this man's hand. ”

I don't believe it, if there is such a master, how can he still live under others?

Sheng Shiyao asked me with a smile, "Have you heard Han Xin's story?" I nodded, naturally I have heard of it, Han Xin is so famous, who has not heard of it, "Han Xin Soldiers" is the favorite play on the stage.

Sheng Shiyao asked me again: "Then do you know why Han Xin is so powerful and still obeys Liu Bang's orders?" ”