It was almost midnight, back to Dharma Mountain on the sea, Qin Beiyang was exhausted, changed into clean clothes, passed through the corridor on the second floor, and heard the sound of the piano, like a mountain stream on Taihang Mountain.

There is a piano room on the second floor. Ouyang Anna was playing the piano, the moonlight was shining through the sparse shadow of the ginkgo, and there were two clear tears on her cheeks.

"Who?"

The piano stopped abruptly, and Anna lifted her finger to see his face. Qin Beiyang did not run away, walked into the piano room with a handkerchief, and clumsily stuffed it into her palm.

"Where have you been? Wait a minute......" Ouyang Anna sniffed close to him, "There is a smell of alcohol on your body, and your hair is still a little wet, didn't you go to the four roads?" ”

Sima Road is today's Fuzhou Road, which is not only the bookstore street and publishing street beloved by the old Shanghai cultural people, but also the red light district where brothels are gathered. Qin Beiyang remembered that the dinner party was on the four roads of Lao Zhengxing, and he couldn't argue: "I fell into the Suzhou Creek and took a bath, do you believe it or not?" ”

"Blind seven or eight! Don't lie to me. Dad isn't home tonight and I can't sleep. Ouyang Anna didn't say that her father was a frequent visitor to Sima Road, "I was playing Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake." Today is my mother's fifth anniversary. ”

He was silent for a long time before he said, "My mother has been dead for seventeen years, on the day I was born. ”

"I'm sorry! You never remember what your mom looked like? Is there a picture of her? ”

"Where did she take pictures! My dad never took a picture in his life, and I haven't done it either. ”

"Oh my God, are you from ancient times?"

Qin Beiyang glared at her and said, "In this country, the vast majority of people are still stuck in ancient times. ”

Before the words fell, a crisp sound of glass shattering sounded next door. In the quiet of the night, the voice almost pierced Anna's little heart.

Nine colors!

She pushed Qin Beiyang away, found the key, and opened the copper lock of the private museum. She saw a big dog, a red-maned and white-haired Chow Chow, standing in front of the broken glass, and knowing that something was wrong, she retreated in horror with her tail between her legs.

Anna was about to scream, but was gagged by Qin Beiyang.

"Nine colors!" Qin Beiyang taught this tomb beast like an animal, "You're naughty again!" ”

As they spoke, the door was pushed open, and a figure broke in, turned on the chandelier, and the white light pierced their eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Qi Yuanshan saw Qin Beiyang covering Ouyang Anna's mouth, and there was a "big dog" with a red mane and white hair. He had long suspected that Qin Beiyang had a special relationship with the town's tomb beast. Sometimes when patrolling the mansion in the middle of the night, you will hear strange noises on the second floor.

In the blink of an eye, the big dog had run back to the glass cabinet and turned into a young Qilin Town Tomb Beast, revealing its bronze shell and antlers again.

"Far Mountain, can you swear?" Qin Beiyang grabbed his arm, "Keep this secret for us and never reveal it!" ”

Ouyang Anna was like a middle school girl who was caught by her teacher in early love, and added: "Especially can't let my dad know!" ”

"Anna, you have to swear too!"

Facing Qin Beiyang's eyes, Ouyang Anna and Qi Yuanshan both swore to keep it secret. Qin Beiyang squatted down and said to the small town tomb beast: "Nine colors, please come out." ”

As a result, the three of them witnessed this young Qilin Town Tomb Beast, not only opened its eyes, blinked its eyelids, but also turned its neck, raised its four legs and claws, and even flicked its tail twice. The antlers on the top of the head slowly lowered, shrunk and folded, and hid deep into the red mane. The iron armor scales on his body turned into leopard-like spots. The bronze also softened, like the leather armor of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and a thin layer of skin grew out, covered with white gray fluff, only the mane and tail were still the color of flames.

Nine colors turned into a strange-shaped dog. It's as if you've become the master of a room full of antiquities, the ladies and warriors of the Tang Dynasty, the wooden warriors of the Han Dynasty's royal tombs, and the Liao Dynasty wood-carved Buddha statues - every antiquity is looking at it, even jealous of its freedom. It is like a tiger for four months, a lion for five months, and a bull for six months, rolling all over the ground biting its tail and jumping around. Feeling like a dream, Anna pressed the back of the nine colors, and touched the hard bronze fish scale armor under this layer of snow-white fur.

"When the craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty made this tomb beast, they installed it in their bodies." Qin Beiyang hugged the nine-colored neck, "Its scales can open automatically, just like the pores of human skin grow hair." And when the bronze armor is closed, the white hair automatically retracts under the armor. ”

"Where's the antlers?"

Qin Beiyang grabbed Anna's hand and guided her deep into the nine-colored fiery red mane, touching a few hard strips.

"It's like a folded umbrella! You say that it doesn't eat or drink, where does it get the strength? It doesn't conform to the laws of science! ”

"It doesn't poop and pee either! What comes out of the dungeon will definitely carry a power that we don't know about. ”

"You too! Qin Beiyang. You have too many secrets in you, like a tomb buried in the ground. Sometimes, your eyes are as terrifying as a dead man's. ”

Qin Beiyang deliberately rolled his eyes, causing Anna's fist to thump on his chest: "Don't scare me!" ”

Qi Yuanshan saw it in his eyes, lowered his head and wanted to go out, but was called back by Qin Beiyang: "Yuanshan, I have built many stone statues and wood carvings, and when the moon is full in the middle of the night, they will all move quietly." According to my dad, it's the aura of a skilled craftsman. For thousands of years, our ancestors passed on their power from generation to generation. Whether it is stone, wood or ceramics, anything that has the shape of an animal or a human body will produce a soul, react under certain conditions of time and space, and even have its own consciousness and emotions. ”

Ouyang Anna looked at the glass cabinets in the private museum with a dignified hair, as if those Tang Sancai figures, the wooden figurines of the Western Han Dynasty, and the woodcarved Buddha statues of the Liao Dynasty were all ever-changing: "You mean that in the middle of the night, they will have a grand party?" ”

"Maybe it's a song every night! I believe that the nine colors have their soul and seven emotions and six desires. ”

The nine-colored hind legs stand upright by the window, looking at the moon in the sky, maybe reminiscing about the past of the Tang Dynasty?

"Only by accompanying the tomb owner in the dungeon can the tomb beast be truly free."

Qin Beiyang whispered. The moonlight faded into the clouds, ending the long toss.

This day and night is amazing, the day Hongkou Judo Hall duel, the night in the Baidu Bridge push hand fell into the Suzhou Creek, and then returned to the Hongkou patrol room murder scene happened to meet the detective Ye Kenan, midnight in the sea Dharma Mountain nine colors exposed......

From the next day, Anna began to teach Qin Beiyang painting. These days, Ouyang Sicong is taking care of business in other places, but it has allowed the boys and girls in the family to spend a good time.

After all, he was born as a craftsman, and carving flowers, birds, insects, fish, talents, and beauties is a basic skill, Qin Beiyang quickly mastered the basics of sketching, and was able to draw the Three Heroes Battle Lu Bu with charcoal. He studied watercolor painting with Anna, and then he learned about Paul Gauguin, Vincent van Gogh, and Paul Cézanne...... The two hid in the studio on the third floor, often painting with oil paint on their faces.

Anna found that his palms were full of calluses, hard as a layer of natural armor, and felt a little distressed to the touch. Qin Beiyang retracted his hand and said, "Without calluses on one hand, how can you be a qualified craftsman?" ”

"You want to be a craftsman for the rest of your life?"

"Hmm...... This is my only ambition, to be an unsung craftsman, to work with artifacts, to tinker with furniture and clocks. He looked at his watercolor painting and said, "The treasures in the Dharma Mountain on the sea include the tomb beast of the young Qilin Town, and the wood carved Buddha statue of the Liao Dynasty...... Aren't they top-notch works of art? Can you name any of the authors? ”

Ouyang Anna's eyes widened, irrefutable. The real genius masters in history have never left their names, or rather, they are all unknown craftsmen, just like the teenagers in front of them.