The recipient of the scroll, of course, Catrina, Tarrant patted her head, damn it, completely forgot that she had asked Katrina last night, and looking at the contents of the note, she was in a good mood, and she had a puzzle to solve its meaning.

"Its countenance never ages, its power is eternal, it gives life to the stone, it allows you to witness yourself. ”

Tarrant read it several times, and the four "its" mentioned should be the same thing, which can make the face never age, and the power will never change, what kind of magic is it? Tarrant thought about the auxiliary magic he knew one by one, and it should work on the face and strength of the recipient at the same time, it seems that no, there must be a metaphor, Tarrant paced back and forth, trying to think.

Doppelganger: Copying a doppelganger that is the same as the main body, has some power, but it is not practical to say that it will never age and remain unchanged. Auxiliary magic has a time limit, and it is impossible to achieve that effect, Tarrant has no solution to the first two sentences, and continues to read the latter sentence, so that the stone has life.

Dead things become living things, without this kind of spell, is it ...... Mechanical engineering? The mechanical process has been developed very perfectly, the stone man made of stone as the main material can fully act, which is equivalent to having life, Tarrant compares the previous two sentences, face and strength, completely consistent, of course, the face of the stone man will not change, the power comes from the energy core, as long as the energy supply continues, it will remain the same, Tarrant is a little proud, the last sentence, witness yourself, is to let the maker witness his own work, probably this meaning, the puzzle is solved, Tarrant turned out the map of Sant's brain, looking for a place related to mechanical manufacturing, will it be a mechanical manufacturing shop or a mechanical manufacturing master's homeThe answer is too broad and requires more clues.

Like the heart of waiting, Fuyanhua will smile for that moment. The latter sentence doesn't seem to have any practical meaning, the Fuyan flower in the previous sentence is a kind of flower used for aesthetics, which is more common in the garden, Tarrant's first reaction is that a certain place where zài machinery is stored is related to Fuyan flowers, a mechanical maker who planted Fuyan flowers, this is too difficult, the field of mechanical manufacturing has not reached the mass popularization, Tarrant does not know about the famous people in this field, and he can't find a manufacturer who planted Fuyan flowers.

Thinking of Katrina's angry expression, Tarrant began to get anxious, he didn't want to miss the appointment, let alone be ridiculed by Catalina later, he must have missed some clues.

Stewart walked down the stairs, looked at Tarrant with a blank face, and said, "That note was sent by a messenger in the morning, I thought, it was an invitation, I thought it was an invitation." ”

The old butler's cold humor, Tarrant was not in the mood to joke now, he turned his back, "Stewart, Fuyanhua and machine manufacturing exist at the same time, where will it be?"

"Machine-building?" the old butler walked over to Tarrant, "I don't know, why are the two related?"

"I think the previous paragraph mentioned mechanical engineering, and the next paragraph must be to supplement this location. ”

"I understand another meaning in the second paragraph," the old butler smiled.

"What?" Tarrant's eyes widened, and the butler meant that he had reached a fork in the road, "tell me." ”

"Hibiscus, an annual herb, about half a meter tall, with green and smooth stems and leaves, bright flowers, and love the sun. ”

This...... Tarrant looked at Stewart, not understanding what he was going to say, butler was not a man who liked to show off his knowledge.

"The most important thing," the butler's eyes narrowed into a line, "it will bloom in full sunshine, like the weather now, I guess, around ten o'clock, like a smiling face." ”

Ten o'clock?Tarrant picked up the note and read it again, the smile at that moment turned out to refer to the blooming of the hibiscus flower, the second paragraph is the time of the date, ten o'clock, then the guess about the location is a little biased, only the information of mechanical manufacturing is not enough to find the specific location, Tarrant shook the note, "So have you found out the meaning of the first paragraph?"

"On your own, I didn't think of anything that would fit all four sentences at the same time. ”

"Okay", Tarrant put away the note and walked upstairs, ten o'clock, there was more time, he re-examined his reasoning, if the first paragraph did not refer to mechanical manufacturing, the only mistake was in the last sentence, witness yourself, there is a problem with the understanding of this sentence, literally, it seems to see your own appearance, of course, it is impossible for the master to carve the face of the stone man into himself, which is too strange.

If you refer to the mirror, the last sentence is true, and the first three sentences are not appropriate, the stone man looks in the mirror? Tarrant found himself going crazy, he would come up with such a boring thing, the stone man, witness himself, is there really a mechanical engineer who made a stone man who looks the same as himself?

To carve one's own appearance is a delicate work, which cannot be replaced by magical means, and must be carved by oneself. Knowing mechanical manufacturing and stone carving, Tarrant pondered, there are not many people like this, they can do the effect of "witnessing themselves", and their carving ability is very strong, Tarrant is getting more and more excited, he feels that the answer is about to come out, just the last step, what is it......?

Tarrant clapped his hands vigorously, carving! As long as the sculptor's level is enough, the work can be brought to life, its face and power will never change, it is a living work of art, it is a carving! Catrina asked him to visit Wensley's carving exhibition.

The remaining question is, where is the carving exhibition, if I knew it would be like this, I should have asked the halfling, Tarrant took a break in the mirror and ran downstairs, "Stewart, don't prepare my lunch!"

"Good luck," Stewart laughs.

Panting as he ran to the business district, he didn't see any of the halflings he usually saw, "Damn, you won't find any of them when you need them", Tarrant stared at every corner like a predator, and he saw a poster with footprints.

There were a few letters printed on it, and Tarrant picked it up and erased the footprints, and it was "The Last Day of the Wensley Engraving Exhibition!" at the Hongdu National Exhibition Hall.

Hongdu District, the Siant Cultural Center, is a concentration of all kinds of arts, those who take the "XX family" as their profession live in that area, the National Music Hall, the National Exhibition Hall, the National Museum, a large number of facilities in the name of the country are also concentrated in that area, it is some distance from the business district, Tarrant called a carriage, and then you can't get to Hongdu District at ten o'clock soon.

Rushing to the National Exhibition Center in Hongdu District, it was almost exactly ten o'clock, and Tarrant was glad that his brain was still good, and it would be over if he was one step slower. He walked to the side of the door, a goblin carving was placed there, holding a thorn wood, straddling one leg high, with a small mouth open, looking like he was chasing a creature, he had to admit that this carving was too real, Tarrant crouched down and observed twice around the carving, the goblin's thin muscles seemed to be straining, slightly bulging and just right, his eyes were fierce, his steps were powerful, because Tarrant had been in contact with the goblin, seeing this carving, it was like that scene reappeared, Sir Wensley must have seen this creature.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, "You guessed this here?" Katrina walked with a smile, she just arrived, she was wearing yesterday's robe, bathed in the sun, like a blooming flower, full of aristocratic temperament.

"Of course," Tarrant smiled brightly, "and small problems don't bother me." ”

Katrina walked to the door, not caring for Tarrant's little vanity, "Listen to the mages, Sir Wensley is an epoch-making master, I want to come and see, you're not hungry, are you?"

"Just ate it. In fact, I've always wanted to come to this carving exhibition, and today is the last day, so we're thinking about it together", Tarrant followed to the door, and when he was with Katrina, his self-consciousness could be set aside and she would be the main one.

A waiter in a black dress stood at the ticket office behind the door, "One gold coin per one." ”

The price was not cheap, a few dozen copper plates for the usual exhibition would suffice, perhaps, in order to be worthy of Wensley's status in the field of art, Tarrant handed the waiter two gold coins. The waiter bowed deeply, "Please do not use any magical items and magical energy in the exhibition hall, otherwise it may cause damage to the exhibits, and I would like to express my gratitude for your presence." Taran nodded in understanding.

The first exhibition hall after entering the exhibition hall is not very good, the exhibition hall signs introduce the age of the carving, all of which are Wensley's early works, more than ten years ago, the grasp of line and strength are not measured, and most of the works are dilapidated.

Tarrant looked at a pile of rubbish, "If I hadn't seen the goblin at the door, I couldn't believe it was the work of a successful sculptor." ”

"Hmm," Catrina nodded in agreement, "every sculptor has been through this phase. ”

The two of them continued to walk inside, and the second exhibition hall was slightly better, at least it could be seen that it was a carved work, and their biggest drawback was that the distortion was relatively strict, and it was difficult to associate it with the name on the sign, "He made rapid progress," Tarrant teased.

"The grinding period of an artist in the formation of his own style should be Wensley's experimentation with his own means of engraving. ”

"I think he belongs to the power type of carver, look at this, he has a big piece cut off", Tarrant does not know the carving method, and can only explain it in his own way of understanding.

Catrina held her chin and looked at the pile, "Initial try." ”

"This sculpture is the most successful work in this gallery, it's too similar," Tarrant said, pointing to a cube with the sign underneath reading "Geometry."

"Tarrant", Catrina tapped Tarrant's outstretched finger, "we are visiting the early work of a great artist, please be respectful", she heard the sarcasm in Tarrant's words.

"I'm sorry," Tarrant made a quiet gesture.

As we continue to the gallery, Wensley's work matures, with some more successful works than before, but they are generally abstract, until the time we step into a room labeled "Survival," the exhibits change qualitatively.

There are many goblins on both sides of this exhibition hall, in different shapes, some are running, some are screaming, the same as the goblin outside the door, the expression is realistic, when put together, Tarrant can't resist thinking of the situation when the goblins are hunting, and they shout in groups, and he stares into the eyes of one of them, "God, I really don't know how he did it." ”

That goblin has a little dirt in his eyes, goblins live in the wild, they have dirt all over their bodies, and when they rub their eyes, they will rub dirt into their eyes, which is a normal thing, but as a sculptor, it is incredible to be able to think of this when carving, Wensley is a person who absolutely pays attention to details, a gentleman with a refined life and delicate style, this is how Tarrant feels about him.

In the back room, there are other works on display, including a comfortable girl, a brave knight, and all kinds of animals, and Tarrant was so impressed by Wensley's work that he felt that no amount of praise was enough to match Wensley's work.

While the two were immersed in the exhibits, a man approached and whispered to Katrina, "Beautiful young lady, what do you think of the works here?"

Tarrant looked at the man and said coldly, "Very good." He was clear, and Katrina nodded in agreement, she didn't like to be disturbed by strangers.

The stranger ignored him and continued, "I wonder if you're interested in being one of them." He gestured to the sculpture.

"What?" Catrina looked at him, a little overwhelmed.

"Be my work," the man nodded gracefully and bowed.

He was the maker of these works, the master artist Wensley, Tarrant looked at him carefully, about forty, with a slender build, long hair, sharp eyes, a high nose, two mustaches, a standard gentleman's dress, and a copper-yellow cane that supported the weight of his body, exactly what Tarrant had just envisioned.

Seeing that the two did not answer, Wensley explained: "I'm sorry, maybe I'm too abrupt, introduce myself, I'm Sir Wensley, I've noticed this young lady since just now", he raised the corners of his mouth at Katrina, "It's beautiful, it fits my definition of ideal beauty, you can't understand my mood at this time, I'm so excited, I've been looking for specific beauty, now I see it, please help me!"

Seeing the great artist's sincere request, the two glanced at each other, Katrina had been moved by his compliment, showing a tempting expression, of course Tarrant had no reason to refuse, "Yes, what to do?"

"It's easy," Winsley saluted happily again, "there's a makeshift studio of mine at the back of the pavilion, and I can do my job with just a pose." ”

"How long does it take to paint?" Tarrant thought that the engraver's work was formed in his head, but he didn't expect that he needed a reference object just like painting.

"Soon, I think I'll be fine today, but it might tire this young lady. ”

"No, you're so kind, it's an honor to be your piece," Katrina smiled and saluted.

"Shall we start now, then?" said Wensley, enthusiastically leading the way.

Tarrant whispered to Katrina, "I am not the only one who admires you. ”

Katrina touched Tarrant lightly with her elbow, "No way. Wait here in the afternoon. ”

The studio was at the very back of the pavilion, a semicircular room of about forty square meters, surrounded by scattered stones, four of which were taller than Tarrant, which were made of raw materials for carving, and a few chairs were placed in the middle, and the windows of the room were covered by heavy curtains, so that no light could penetrate, and the three candles on the wall were trembling slightly with the air flow of the door.

"Sorry, it's a bit dark, but I've installed these curtains to isolate the studio from the outside world," Wensley said, looking at the curtains, "and they're soundproofing." ”

"No, it's normal", the artist needs a separate space, Tarrant expressed understanding, "Well, I won't bother you", he looked at Katrina again, "I'll wait outside the door", and he exited the studio.

After closing the door, Tarrant sat idle for a while, and found that it was too much to pass the time like this, he did not want to wait, and returned to the exhibition hall to continue admiring the works, and after carefully looking at them several times, Tarrant found something strange, the traces of Wensley's early works are clearly carved, and from "survival" After the beginning of the hall, the works suddenly got a very big breakthrough, the works are detailed and smooth, there are no transitional works displayed in the exhibition hall, in addition, the works of perfect carving can be divided into two categories, static people and dynamic animals, human carvings maintain a static movement, as Wensley just said, keep in a posture, animal carvings are just the opposite, many are predatory actions.

The predatory action of the animal is made in an instant, and it is impossible for them to maintain this action, since it can be carved, it proves that Wensley does not actually need the subject to maintain a posture and does not move, the best evidence is a statue of a cat, the hair and stiff limbs that stand up after being frightened, and every detail is noted, why the other person needs to maintain a posture when carving a human figure, there is something strange, Tarrant's experience tells him that there is an anomaly in the unreasonable place.

Tarrant compared the sculptures repeatedly, and the delicacy of the animal carving was not inferior to the figure carving, and he vaguely felt that something was abnormal, but he couldn't say the specific problem, and a trace of doubt lingered in Tarrant's heart.

Time passed slowly, Tarrant found a seat outside the studio, did not hear any sound in the studio, maybe there was some soundproofing device set up at the door, he noticed that there were fewer and fewer visitors, and the sky was getting darker.

The staff began to leave one after another, and Tarrant couldn't wait any longer, so he walked to the studio, and quietly, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Who?" was Wensley's voice.

"It's me, sir, how's your work?"

"Ah, wait a minute, I almost forgot about you", there was a sound of footsteps, the door opened, and Wensley stood in the doorway, holding his arm, "Come in, please come in and see my new work." ”

Tarrant walked into the room, and in the center of the room, there was an additional sculpture, a young girl with her head down, looking tenderly at her feet. Tarrant approached the sculpture, and the face made Tarrant exclaim, "Katrina! ”

With his cane in hand, Wensley stood behind Tarrant and said meaningfully, "Of course I want to keep the wonderful things." ”

The look of the sculpture made Tarrant can't help but touch it, there is no roughness of the stone carving at all, and in just one afternoon he made such an extreme work of art, Katrina witnessed this process, she must be very happy, Tarrant looked around the room, only to find that there were only two of them in the room, he asked, "Where did the young lady go?"

"She?" Winsley looked at Tarrant with a smile, "just went out, didn't you see?"

"Out of here?" Tarrant recalled, he had been sitting in the doorway, and it was impossible not to see it.

"Maybe, I'll come back again, you can wait here for a while", Wensley still smiled, but it made Tarrant feel a little weird, and Wensley said, "This work is worth taking a good look at." ”

The feeling of uneasiness grew stronger and stronger, and Tarrant looked at the sculpture, and suddenly his heart beat faster......