There's something behind the screen. Xie Ling said: Luo Dao, do me a favor and move the screen.

Xie Ling handed the candle to Huang Shanshan, and I moved the screen with him. Behind the screen, something was revealed. It looks like a picture frame, leaning against the wall, with a large white cloth covering the outside. The frame was so large that it wasn't enough to remove one screen to reveal it all, so we moved three more screens in quick succession.

These screens were very heavy, I don't know what they were made of, and I was tired and sweaty.

I wiped my forehead, and the whole frame was there. Art is originally a way to explore the forbidden area of human beings and express deep emotions, and if you see something uncomfortable, you will destroy it, what is the difference between us and the rude and ignorant Eight-Nation Alliance. I think history will make the right judgment, so we should not be sinners of history, and maybe in a hundred years, these paintings will become a ladder of enlightenment for human progress.

After I said this, I smiled at the bell: I don't see it, you still have a lot of ideas.

Actually, my real thought was that I didn't want to reconcile the bell, and he said whatever he said.

The eyes of the two of us fell on Huang Shanshan, and she was going to cast a crucial vote. The girl thought for a while and said: I still prefer Luo Dao, these paintings cannot be destroyed.

Xie Ling looked at us, smiled and didn't speak, walked inside, and covered the white cloth one by one. After I had done this, I went into the house and asked him what these paintings were and why they were called "Eyes".

Jieling rubbed his temples: Looking at your curiosity, if I don't tell you, I guess I won't be able to sleep well at night. I don't know exactly how Fan Xiong conceived these paintings, because what appears to be a different way of looking at the world is to see the world with different eyes.

I don't understand. Huang Shanshan said.

Xie Ling pointed to one of the paintings and said, "This painting should see the world through the eyes of a certain beast." He went on to point to the painting seeing the world through the eyes of a bird

How do you know? It's not a fish. I say.

Xie Lingxiao: The content of these paintings is something I have deduced from my speculation. I am not a beast or a bird, but I am a man who can push the other way.

Huang Shanshan said: Then you have a reliable basis for reasoning, from 1 to 2, from 2 to 3, you must first have a real 1.

Xie Ling nodded: Well, the reason I deduced it was because of this painting. He touched a painting next to me with his hand.

The painting is larger than the others, covered with a white cloth, like a covered coffin.

I seemed to have a premonition of something terrible, and my palms were a little sweaty. Xie Ling said: I am very familiar with the content of this painting, and I recognize it at a glance. Considering that the theme of this series of paintings is "Eyes", I can easily deduce the content of the other paintings.

So what kind of eyes does this painting look at our world? Huang Shanshan was curious.

Xie Ling groaned for a while, smiled and said: Ghost eyes.

As soon as this sentence came out, Huang Shanshan and I froze there on the spot. In the cold and dark room, the atmosphere was already weird, and he suddenly came to such a sentence, which really made people feel cold all the time. I'm better, Huang Shanshan was stunned, and her voice trembled: What did you say?!

Xie Ling shook his head: Don't let you follow, you prefer to be curious, how about it, frightened, right?

I swallowed: I'm curious, what is it like to look at the yang world with the eyes of a ghost?