Shirley Yang ignored my nonsense and said to himself: "I originally thought that the paint of this mural might have a confusing effect and make people hallucinate, thinking that the mural had changed, so I pinched you just now, trying to get you out of the illusion and confirm whether the painting has really changed." It seems that the change in this painting is not a hallucination, but a real change. ”

I couldn't laugh or cry: "I said Yang Shen, you have learned well, where is the simple and honest quality of you Americans." Why don't you pinch yourself, observe yourself and draw conclusions, how convincing the result is! You can do it, pick up the most tender piece of meat on my waist, and pinch it down hard, it's really not your own meat, and you don't have a soft hand at all. Now it's absolutely purple. This waist has the most nerves, if you pinch me and paraplegia or something, you have to treat my lower body...... Ah no, it's the second half of my life that is responsible. ”

The fat man smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hehe, Lao Hu, let me pinch the little tender meat on your waist too, and pinch it to count Yang ginseng." I knocked away the sinful black hand that he stretched out: "Go, you are everywhere." ”

Shirley Yang, who was standing next to me, suddenly moved towards the mural, and I grabbed her and asked, "Why are you going?" It's unpredictable in this room, so let's not be separated. Shirley Yang looked at the mural intently, his eyes unblinking, and said to me, "Old Hu, you see that the steps on this mural seem to have extended to our feet." When I heard Shirley Young's words, I looked down and saw as if the steps had stretched along the wall to our feet, as if we could walk up with our feet. But the steps are surrounded by clouds, and they look blurry, and it is impossible to tell whether the steps are hallucinatory or real.

The fat man looked down and was surprised when he saw this situation: "Old Hu, what the hell is going on?" Isn't this staircase in a painting, how did it become real? ”

I shook my head and said, "I don't know what's going on, why don't you step on it and try it?" "I originally said casually that I wanted to tease the fat man, but I didn't expect him to take it seriously, and he really stepped on it. I was shocked, I wanted to pull it or not, but who knew that the fat man was really standing on the steps, half a head taller than me. The three of us were surprised that this step turned out to be real. But how can this staircase, which is obviously a scene in the painting, extend to the outside of the painting and become a real thing?

Shirley Yang tentatively stepped his foot on the steps where the fat man was, turned back to me and said, "Old Hu, this step is really real, not fake. I saw that both of them were so sure, and they also stepped up, the white marble steps were smooth and flat, exactly the same as the steps in front of the Taihe Palace, and it was a real feeling to step on them.

The three of us were all equally amazed, and couldn't figure out how the mural had become a real being. The fat man said to me, "Old Hu, since we have all come up, why don't we go up again." "I had been paying attention to the steps under my feet just now, and when I looked up after listening to the fat man's words, I was shocked to find that the entire Taihe Hall painted on the mural just now was suspended above us, and the stone steps under our feet were leading to this suspended palace. The palace and the steps are surrounded by clouds and mist, which seems to be real and illusory, and it looks like an illusion, but the stone bricks under the feet make people clearly feel that they are still there. It's so bizarre!

I was thinking about whether to rush up the steps, but I saw Shirley Yang already walking up slowly, and in a few steps he had already stepped into the mist. The fat man and I looked at each other and said in unison, "Come on." After saying that, they stepped on the stone steps together. The stone steps don't look wide, but they allow me to walk side by side with the fat man. Shirley Yang was still walking unhurriedly in front, and the fat man said in the back: "I said Yang Shen, you are usually the most cautious of the three of us, what's the matter today, don't say a word and rush up directly, what's the matter, hurry to sit on the dragon chair of the Jinluan Palace!" "The fat man loves to be idle, and this is deliberately talking nonsense Shirley Yang. But who expected Shirley Yang to stop, slowly turned around, and said seriously: "Of course it's going to sit on the dragon chair, otherwise what do you think you're going to do?" With that, he turned his head and walked on.

Shirley Yang's serious attitude made me and the fat man stunned, usually when the fat man said nonsense and deliberately teased her, Shirley Yang either pretended not to hear, or sneered and said a few words, but just now she took the fat man's words seriously and answered him extremely seriously. The fat man asked me in surprise: "Old Hu, did you get angry when you didn't let her pinch you just now?" ”

I shook my head violently: "No way, I just jokingly told her, she's not the kind of person who likes to be petty." ”

The fat man said disapprerovingly: "That's not necessarily, this woman in love is very different from usual." No matter how open-minded a woman is, she is also a woman, and it is when a woman has a careful eye. ”

I gave the fat man an elbow and said, "Why do you say so much, it's like the truth." You've talked to a few girlfriends, and you've defined yourself as a love saint, and I think you're just a hooligan in a dance hall. I said this, but in my heart I couldn't help but really worry about whether Shirley Yang was getting angry with her eyes, because what she had just said was so abnormal.

In the moments when I was arguing with the fat man, Shirley Young had already left us far away and disappeared. The fat man was still stinky next to me, and I grabbed his arm and ran up as fast as I could. The secret of this mural is unfathomable, and it would not be a good thing to be separated at this time. But after running up for more than ten meters, I didn't see Shirley Yang's figure, and the stone steps were already at the end. The fat man and I stood in the open space in front of the palace gate, looking around, and there was no Shirley Yang. This open space is also paved with white marble cut into three feet square square bricks, spacious and magnificent. The palace in front of you stands majestically, with a lot of color, and several large red pillars stand in front of the main hall. Under the eaves of the palace, there is a blue gold-painted vertical plaque, and there are three big characters of "Taihe Palace" written on it.

As soon as the fat man saw these words, he turned back to me and said, "Old Hu, look, what am I talking about, this palace is really Taihe Palace, I said how can it look so familiar." I have been to this Forbidden City countless times when I was a child, and it is absolutely impossible to be mistaken. But I remember that the plaque on the top of the Taihe Hall has Manchu characters in addition to Chinese characters, why is there no one on this plaque? ”

I shook my head and said: "Little fatty, do you have any historical knowledge, this Chen family tomb was built in the Ming Dynasty, when the Qing army had not yet entered the customs to fight the world, where did the Manchu come from!" ”