As soon as this sentence came out, the copper lock was stupid at the moment. He was convinced by Li Yang's imagination. Such a whimsical idea can be come up.

However, if you calm down and ponder, a big living person can appear in the painting, so it is not uncommon for something more strange to exist.

I sat at the head of the bed, looked at the paintings spread out on the bed, breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked the copper lock, "And then you will take it back as it is?" ”

"yes. Let Lao Li say, I don't dare to frame it, for fear that Li Damin will not be able to get out of the painting. "Copper Lock.

I saw that in the upper left corner of the scroll, there was a place the size of a small fingernail, which had obviously been scratched, revealing several layers of dyed paint underneath, which really looked a little mysterious.

I looked at it, and suddenly I thought of something, and casually said, "Not good!" ”

They asked together what was wrong?

I pointed to the scratched piece and asked, "This is your friend's doing." ”

"Yes, he was trying to analyze the painting, so he got it. The painting is worthless. "Copper Lock.

I shook my head: "If the picture scroll is a world of its own, and Li Damin is in this space, have you ever thought about it, will there be a butterfly effect?" ”

Li raised the corners of his eyebrows, turned over and sat up: "Butterfly effect?!" ”

"Yes." I pointed to the scratch: "You just made a change to the edge of the painting, but have you ever wondered if this small destruction will cause some kind of complex chain effect on the entire world of the painting?" The butterfly effect, the slightest difference can lead to thousands of miles of results. ”

The copper lock didn't want to listen: "You mean, my friend scrapes the paint, and Li Damin will die in the painting because of it?" Are we all murderers? ”

"That's not what I meant." I smiled wryly: "I'm just making a hypothesis." ”

Copperlock showed no mercy to me: "Your assumption is fucked up enough. ”

"Alright, alright, you two don't chirp. No matter how we guess, it doesn't help the real situation. The matter itself is beyond our understanding, and there is no point in arguing about something mysterious and mysterious. Seriously," Li Yang said, "I spent the whole afternoon studying this painting, and it really made me find something interesting." Come and see. ”

Copperlock and I looked at each other and smiled at each other, feeling a little embarrassed. We took a magnifying glass and found the place where Li Yang said.

It was the backyard of the mountain temple. Four courtyard walls, enclose a small area of the courtyard, the yard is full of huge ancient trees, the painting is pine and cypress, the tree body is like an old ghost stretching out the waist, the feeling of simplicity and desolation jumps on the paper. In the courtyard, there is a man wearing a robe, who seems to be a monk, and is cleaning the courtyard with a broom as high as him. This person is hidden in the shadows of the trees, leaving only a back, which is sketched in white and vivid.

This person is definitely not Li Damin. I carefully recalled that when I first saw this painting in Lin Xia's room, I didn't notice the person in the painting, and even said that he couldn't be sure if he was in this painting at that time.

"This monk came out of nowhere?" I asked hesitantly.

"I don't know. I'm not showing you this man, it's this door. Li Yang clicked on a foot door in the backyard.

This foot door was very inconspicuous, half of it was hidden behind a boulder in the courtyard, and if he hadn't pointed it out to us, it wouldn't have been found.

I picked up my magnifying glass, bent my waist, and almost pressed my face to it, to take a closer look.

Sure enough, I saw something strange, and I looked up at Li Yang. Li Yang looked at his expression and knew that I had found out, and he nodded. Copperlock looked at the two of us suspiciously: "What the hell is going on?" ”

I pointed to a spot on the door and said, "Look at this." ”

Copper lock looked carefully with a magnifying glass, and gasped violently: "Fuck." ”

On this door, the Arabic numeral "48" is written impressively! At the bottom of the circle of the "8" number, there is also a mark.

You must know that the door is three points smaller than the small fingernail on the picture scroll, and what is exposed is only half a small one, and the number "48" written on this half door is as small as a sesame seed, comparable to a hair.

Something so small, under a magnifying glass, is so clear that it is incomparably clear. I'm sure it's simply not possible that you can't draw with a brush. Moreover, on the picture scroll of the Song Dynasty style, Arabic numerals do not appear at all.

For no reason, a chill ran in my heart.

The room was silent, and no one spoke.

Or the copper lock cleared his throat: "This can't be written by Li Damin, right?" ”

We looked at each other, and we all felt creepy.

"If it was written by Li Damin, what does the number '48' mean?" Li Yang muttered to himself. This is a question that no one can answer.

I am also strung with clues in my head, last night, Li Damin and an unknown woman worshipped God in the temple. Tonight, he went to the foot door in the backyard and wrote down the mysterious number.

So what about this time? Could he have been out of the yard already?

I hurriedly looked at the paintings, and from the backyard of the mountain temple, I went out of the mountain temple and went up the mountain. The trail clung to the back of an extremely steep cliff ridge and meandered away into the mist-shrouded mountains.

The more I looked at it, the more worried I became, and the air in the room was so oppressive that it was almost wringing out water.

Thinking about it was really a headache, I diverted the topic: "What is in that box fished out of the bathtub?" ”

Li Yang smiled secretly: "The things in it are very interesting, I plan to have fun with the three of us tonight." ”

He dragged the iron box out from under the bed. The lock on the head of the box was indeed opened, and he reached the bed and opened the lid of the box.

The first thing I saw was a strange picture covered in text in the box. If you spread it out, this picture is about the size of an ordinary writing desk, with text arranged in a spiral pattern from the center to the periphery. There is no logical connection between the characters, and it looks like it was written randomly.

Every word is red and gorgeous, the font is a well-structured regular script, and the writing has nothing to say, which is quite beautiful. The neatness is light and elegant, as if it came from a woman's hand.

There is also a copper coin next to the picture, the coin is covered with patina, and the logo on it is polished, and it is impossible to tell what year it is. Intuitively, it should be an old thing.

I wondered, "What is this?" ”

"Pen fairy played, right?" Li Yang asked.

"Nope. It's said that it's evil, and my idle eggs hurt to play with it. ”

"If you haven't played, I'll call you to open the foreign meat today. This is called Qian Xian'er, which is similar to the pen fairy and chopsticks fairy, and they all belong to a kind of Fuping. Fu Ping understands, right? ”

"Just ask God?"

"Almost. In this way, you can channel, divination, invite ghosts, ask questions, and so on, all in all, it's interesting. Li Yang lifted the box: "Let's go, let's go to the living room to play." ”

I grabbed him: "Lao Li, don't, don't, I always feel that something is wrong." Balls...... It's a bad feeling, let's not play, this thing is too dangerous. Otherwise, let's visit the haunted house tonight. ”

Copper Lock sighed: "You can't enter the haunted house." really let Lao Li's crow mouth say that the old lady surnamed Liu who rented the house didn't know what medicine she took wrong this morning and went to Lin Xia's residence. In terms of her character, seeing that her house was made to look like such a ghost, how could she give up, call the police, and stand in the corridor and curse for a day. ”

"Scolding whom? Lin Xia? ”

"No, this girl is cold and unscrupulous, even the dead are scolded, and the evil words curse people to never be reborn, this mouth is really poisonous. Later, she recruited housekeeping services, and cleaned up the house inside and out, anyway, for a day. ”

Li Yang said: "The haunted house is ruined, and she will be broken with any clues." Let's play Fu Ping tonight, please Qian Erxian. ”

The copper lock waved his hand: "If you two want to play, I'll just watch." This thing was fished out of Lin Xia's bathroom, who knows what is greasy in the road, I don't dare to play. Maybe Lin Xia is a ghost who is playing this game, and it's hard to say if she jumped off the building. ”

I hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Lao Li why don't you play by yourself, I and the copper lock are watching, if something really happens, there will be a response." ”

Li Yangsheng dragged us to the living room together, took out the set of helpers from the box, and placed them on the table.

First spread out the strange picture, then put down the old copper coin in the center of the strange picture, and then took out a delicate incense burner from the box.

The censer is the size of an adult's palm, made of bronze, completely hollowed out, and has a movable lid on it, which is very delicate. What is a little terrifying is that the base under the incense burner is actually a demon, with a long horned head, a bearded mouth, and extremely vicious eyes. The demon was facing the sky on his back, holding the furnace in his arms, and looked eerie.

I looked a little strange: "What is the use of the incense burner?" ”