"This place is wicked!" Zheng Tian muttered.

At this moment, I recalled the silicone stump and internal organs I had seen in that mental hospital, and wondered if the director had this particular habit of dealing with these dead things.

"But fortunately, it's just a corpse, if it were a living person, seeing us swaggering into our own house, we would have jumped up and fought desperately." I said as I turned to leave the room, because the atmosphere was so eerie.

"Wait!" Zheng Tian suddenly stopped me in a trembling voice, pointed to the chest of the dried corpse, and continued, "Look. ”

I followed the prestige, and I couldn't help but be stunned, the dried corpse in a white coat had a badge on its chest, and it was written: Director of Zanglongshan Mental Hospital.

The dean was fine in the morning, why did he become a dry corpse by night? What's more, under normal circumstances, it is unlikely that people will instantly turn into dry corpses in one day, Zheng Tian and I looked at each other, and suddenly we both stretched out our fingers and nodded: The dean we saw before is probably fake, and he took the place of the real dean for some ulterior purpose.

Realizing the danger of the situation and the danger of his own situation, I felt that the top priority was to find Uncle Dao as soon as possible, although Zheng Tian seemed obviously not happy to meet Uncle Dao, but at this time he also seemed a little timid.

As soon as we went out, we faintly heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs, and I saw through the crack in the door that it was the woman from the morning auction, so frightened that we shrank back into the study and hid behind the bookcase.

After about three or four minutes, the footsteps gradually disappeared, and we felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so we resolutely crawled out of the study. There was still a dead silence in the dark corridor, and I don't know where the man had just gone, so we walked down the stairs softly, and when we reached the entrance of the stairs, I suddenly saw a figure flashing.

"Damn, could it be a ghost?" Zheng Tiantian was not very bold in nature, and now he is even more trembling.

I snorted at him: "There are no ghosts in this world, and there are also ghosts in your heart, I guess that one just now is my Uncle Dao." With that, I also touched in the direction where the shadow flashed.

We walked down a dark hallway and noticed that one of the doors had a unique shape - an artistic Gothic style, very different from the other doors around us, and that the door was hidden and seemed to have a light on inside. I closed one eye and looked through the gap and found that it was full of artworks, but there was no one in sight of all kinds of calligraphy, paintings, and sculptures. Zheng Tian was overjoyed when he saw it, and hurriedly pushed the door in: "That half of the painting must be in this room." ”

I also followed, and after a few glances at Zheng Tian, who was searching everywhere, I was a little panicked, so I went up and pressed his hand and asked, "What are you looking for that half of the painting for?" ”

Zheng Tianyi tore my hand away, and didn't answer, just looked for it on his own.

After about seven or eight minutes, Zheng Tian still didn't find anything and began to become impatient: "How is it possible? Isn't the painting here? ”

At this time, I noticed that there was something strange about a calligraphy post hanging on the wall, which would normally be flat, but now there is a piece protruding in the middle. I quickly approached and patted lightly at the protruding place, and found that the back of the painting was pressed against some hard object as if there was some hidden mystery, I quickly opened the painting to take a look, and found that the back was something similar to the shape of a doorknob - it seems that there is a hidden door! I carefully turned the doorknob, and sure enough, a part of the wall creaked open, and I was greeted by a small but narrow passageway.

At this time, Zheng Tian also immediately came over and turned on the flashlight to take the lead. This passage is a gentle slope that leads down to the first floor or basement. Not long after we entered, the narrow passage gradually widened, and I knew that the secret room should be about to arrive, but just as I was about to leave the passage and approach the secret room, Zheng Tian in front of him suddenly stopped and seemed to have discovered something. I asked him what was wrong, and he whispered, "There is an infrared screen in front, and if you take a wrong step, the alarm will go off."

Zheng Tian and I are not like the international thieves in the movie, we can easily avoid infrared rays by playing a few beautiful moves, and the two of us have no experience so we have to stay in place and think of some other way.

At this moment, I felt someone behind me pat me on the shoulder, and suddenly my heart beat faster, and I clenched my fists nervously, and I couldn't help but hit the back, but the person was quite agile and avoided it and grabbed my arm, I had to beg for mercy and said that I was not a thief but a collector, and I came here to feel the artistic atmosphere.

At this time, Zheng Tian hit the flashlight on the man's face, and patted me to signal me to look up, I slowly raised my head, and found that the person who came was Uncle Dao, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Uncle Dao said with a serious face: "Why are you here?" After a few words, I said righteously: "As the orthodox descendant of the canon, I'm afraid it will be unreasonable if I don't come here in person." ”

Uncle Dao shook his head helplessly, motioning for us to stand behind him, I was about to remind him that there was an infrared alarm device in front of him, but he had walked in unharmed, and he didn't hear any alarm bells at all, and then he took out the infrared alarm controller and shook it at us: "The alarm has been turned off." "I immediately admired Uncle Dao's vast magical powers, he could even get this thing, and at the same time secretly felt that he was definitely not as simple as an ordinary businessman.

In the center of the secret room is a display case made of tempered glass, and in the display case is the half of the painting that my grandfather found. I saw Uncle Dao walk to the edge of the display case, first put on leather gloves, then took out a silent cutter in the backpack, skillfully cut a small piece of the glass display case, and then took off the alarm device inside the display cabinet very professionally, and finally quickly took out the half of the scroll and put it in the backpack.

Uncle Dao didn't say much, just patted me and asked me to follow him, I paid special attention to Zheng Tian beside me, his expression was very complicated, he looked unwilling but helpless.

We went back up the aisle to the art gallery on the second floor, and everything seemed to be going well, but just as we were about to open the door and go downstairs, something was wrong!

For some reason, my head suddenly became dizzy, and my limbs also looked extremely weak, soft as if there was no bone to support it, and I would fall down at any time, this feeling was similar to the last time I met that strange woman and that team of mysterious soldiers on Zanglong Mountain, I looked at Zheng Tian next to me and I were in the same situation, although Uncle Dao was better, but he also obviously felt that his walk became shaky.

"Oh no, we've been tricked! Someone may have released some kind of colorless and odorless poisonous gas from the secret room just now. Uncle Dao leaned against the wall and said with difficulty.

At this moment, the door of the art gallery was opened, and in a trance I saw a bearded man and a tall and thin man come in from the door, both of them wearing black suits and sunglasses, and carrying sticks in their hands, who should be bodyguards or thugs.

Uncle Dao struggled to resist them a few times, and finally was thrown to the ground due to poisoning, and soon I passed out......