I didn't let go of the details because of the visual shock, leaned down and looked at the painting closely.

Since those monsters have human faces, they must have all facial features and some kind of expression, which is one of the differences between humans and animals.

The expressions of those "fishmen" should be "excited, crazy, agitated, and brutal", or rather, they swim forward with some purpose, scrambling and squeezing each other. According to common sense, the reason why the "fish" gather together and swim must be that there is food in front of them, and they are running for food.

"What a scary school of fish. I said softly.

On the banks of Baotu Spring and Wulong Pond, there are often people with steamed buns and biscuits to feed the fish. Whenever food is thrown into the water, hundreds of carp rush up to grab the food, stirring up the surface of the water and splashing the water.

Feeders and tourists often take pleasure in this and raise their cameras to take pictures.

This scene is really scary to think about.

If it is not the carp that grabs food in the water, but the "fish people", then what will they do next when they have eaten all the food in the water? The answer is simple, of course, it is to crawl ashore and compete with humans for food, or simply feed on humans.

In other words, the so-called "fish people" are a group of piranhas that can breathe in the air, and their ferocity is so fierce that they can turn the bloody plot of a horror movie into reality in the blink of an eye.

"He can dream of this, and it is really a great mental torture. Bai Fenfang continued with my topic.

But he really dreamed of it. I once heard the dream interpreter on the rivers and lakes say that it is impossible for people to create dreams out of thin air, and everything that is seen in dreams is something that really exists in the world, and then manifests itself in some people's sleep time through the circulation of certain thoughts. The dreamer has not seen it, but that does not mean that others have not seen it. I said.

From ancient times to the present, the world's first dream interpretation master is Zhou Gong, so there are countless versions of the "Zhou Gong Dream Interpretation" book in the world.

I agree with the above point of view, because the old Jinan people also have a saying that "there is nothing new under the sun", which means that modern people think that new and rare things have actually happened at other times and places, and those who are lonely and unheard of will be amazed.

For example, the principles summarized by modern people have appeared in the classics of the ancients, and the same is true of the way modern people do things and design works. Modern business theory, concept of right and wrong, reform and innovation...... All of them were used by the ancients, and ready-made theories and models were discussed in the ancient dossiers.

"Mr. Xia, do you mean that dreams are a kind of mirage? Scenery from elsewhere is reflected here—monsters that others have seen have entered Mr. Qi's dreams?" Bai Fenfang asked.

I smiled bitterly: "There is only one truth, and it is in Qi Mei's mind." Of course, you've seen his dreams, and of course you've seen what's going on in his head, right?"

To put it bluntly, Bai Fenfang's "Dream Painting Technique" is a kind of thaumaturgy that invades other people's brains, thoughts, and souls, and its complexity cannot be explained clearly in one sentence or two.

"Joke Mr. Xia, I only draw dreams, I don't know what other people are thinking in their heads. Bai Fenfang said.

At this moment, Qi Mei, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly leaned forward, rested his forehead on his arms, and fell asleep at the desk.

I was really surprised by his action, only those mentally retarded people who only have the words "eat and sleep" in their minds will sleep on their own while others are discussing problems, completely out of the way, regardless of other people's feelings.

Qi Mei is not mentally retarded, on the contrary, he is a person who is extremely smart or even too smart. The reason for this situation is that the only key lies in Bai Fenfang.

"I didn't—"

Bai Fenfang wanted to explain, but I raised my hand to stop her: "Don't say anything, let him sleep." Zheng Banqiao said that it is rare to be confused. If he's really confused, that's not a good thing. ”

Everyone respectfully calls Qi Mei "the first guest in the provincial city", which is an extreme respect for his IQ and emotional intelligence, but when a person's intelligence arrives, it is likely that the smart string in his brain will be accidentally broken, and then the whole person's thinking ability will collapse off a cliff and return to zero.

Of course, this is not the result I want to see, but even I don't know where the end of the life of a wise man of Qi Mei's level ends?

The agency was too clever and mistook Qingqing's life - smart was mistaken by cleverness, this is probably the common understanding of ancient wise men.

"His death has no impact on the current situation in Jinan City, because you and I have already taken over everything he knows and what he can do, isn't it?" Bai Fenfang asked.

She held out her finger, first at herself and then at me.

I shook my head: "It's not me and you, it's yourself." Miss Bai, you have completely hollowed out the shell of Qi Mei's body, this point, admire, admire. ”

This is really a very terrible thing, the Bai clan's "dream painting technique" is actually a kind of thaumaturgy that hollows out other people's minds, and another thaumaturgy that circulated in ancient times that evil spirits occupy the shell of normal people is exactly the opposite trend, one is attacking, the other is plundering, but the result is the same.

I looked at the top of my head, and I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

This person, who was once honored as "the first guest of the provincial city" by the rivers and lakes, must have had a glorious moment of rising to the top and rising to the top of the ambition, and also has his own lofty ambitions, and is never satisfied with being the "first guest of the provincial city", but the first guest in China, the first in the world, and the first guest in the universe, and even he is not satisfied with being a guest for a lifetime, but wants to be the master, just like Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, looked at the carriage of Qin Shi Huang from afar, and called out the wild words of "he can replace him".

Now, the dream is shattered, the ambition is frustrated, and there is only a middle-aged man with a half-bald head, and he doesn't know when this life will be explained to Bai Fenfang.

When I saw him, I felt a sense of sadness for the dead rabbit and the fox.

"Mr. Xia, talented people have come out of the country, a generation of new people has replaced the old, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach. This is a rule of the rivers and lakes, and no one can reverse it. If the predecessors fall, the future generations may take the position, just like now, if those old rivers and lakes don't quit, can you become a hot new generation of leaders in Jinan?" Bai Fenfang said lightly.

I shook my head slightly: "Miss Bai, I'm not a leader, I'm just a small person." ”

Bai Fenfang smiled: "If you are a small person, how can other people live?" I might as well reveal that you are not only a popular figure in Jinan City today, but even several major forces in the Beijing Division are also intriguing for your joining. Do you know? The Jingshi Yan Wangfu has sent people to inspect you more than a dozen times, and the information on your life has been collected in great detail, analyzed in detail, and scientifically arranged...... I've never seen Yan Wangfu care so much about anyone, hehe, what are the four young men in Beijing, the new four young men in Beijing, the four little dragons and four little tigers in Beijing, and the eight young men in Beijing...... The All columns are behind you. I believe that in the near future, you will enter Beijing with fresh clothes and angry horses and become a young upstart in the capital. So, at this moment, don't sigh for a little eyebrow and a little guest-level person, right?"

I don't know much about the situation in the capital, but I already have some knowledge of Yanwangfu. Moreover, Jinan is only a few hundred kilometers away from the capital, and some of the news about the rivers and lakes there will occasionally come to Jinan.

Jinan is my home, my roots are here, in Qushuiting Street in the old city, and I will not move to other cities for the time being. Therefore, Bai Fenfang said lively, but it did not make waves in my heart.

"Look at the paintings. I said.

Bai Fenfang was a little disappointed: "You are low-key?"

"Being low-key or high-profile doesn't help solve the problem at hand. So, I'd rather keep a low profile and avoid too many people noticing me and creating new resistance. I said.

Unconsciously, I once again set my eyes on the opposite alley.

It's late at night, Elder Wen will come back at any time, and the old case of the Iron Gong Temple will be opened at any time, so that my heart that has been hanging for more than ten years can rest a little.

The red sleeves saw through my thoughts, silently grabbed my arm, and rested his head on my shoulder.

This silent comfort allows my heart to feel a trace of warmth. The night was really too deep, and I really waited too long, it was time for those men in black to give me justice.

Bai Fenfang snorted coldly, presumably a little dissatisfied with the action of the red sleeve move.

She lifted the painting she had just seen, revealing the one below.

This painting should show the old scene of Jinan City, because all the houses are blue bricks and blue tiles, and the pavilions are low, which is very different from modern buildings.

The painter's perspective is from a high place, the Ximen Bridge, the moat, the Baotu Spring, and the Five Dragon Ponds are all included in the painting, and the outlines of each place are slightly different from now, but their general outline is similar.

At this moment, the water potential of Wulong Pond is extremely strong, spreading in all directions, and the moat is connected to a piece, which is several times that of Baotu Spring in the south. There are countless black dots and black lines in the center of Wulong Pond, which of course represents the fish man in the previous painting.

The meaning of the paintings is coherent, and the meaning of the three pictures connected should be the order of "middle shot, close shot, and long view".

"Qi Mei dreamed of ancient fishmen, at least before the fall of the old government. "I made my judgment.

There are many pictures printed in local history books such as Jinan City Chronicles and Licheng County Chronicles, which are the real scenes of the old Jinan. I've seen those before, and now when I compare them with Bai Fenxiang's paintings, I can almost accurately tell that the paintings are between 191o and 1945. During that time, although the city of Jinan was repeatedly attacked by war, but each time it was resolved peacefully, coupled with the army's heavy weapons at that time, mountain artillery, artillery, aircraft and the like had not been used on a large scale, so it did not cause a devastating blow to the old city, and most of the old buildings were well preserved.

"Yes, I checked, and it was indeed then. Bai Fenfang replied.

She peeled off the painting and continued: "The next one is a little strange, the water in Wulong Pond has disappeared, and those fish people have become people and live out of the water. ”

Sure enough, on the next painting, the outline of Wulong Pond has not changed, but the water in the center of the pond is gone, and it has become a large empty field, and those so-called fish people have already stood upright and become people.

Another thing, which was both unexpected and expected—a huge black hole appeared in the center of Wulong Pond, like a giant mouth swallowing the sky, and it was exposed there blackly.

There is such a hole that there is a reasonable explanation for the disappearance of the pool.

"The fish-man got into the hole, what is in the hole? Even if those legends are true, what is the point of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea under the Five Dragon Pond? Could it be that the original intention of these fish-people is to run from here to the East China Sea?"

"You're coming to a halt here. Bai Fenfang pointed to her temples and smiled at Red Sleeves.

She spoke to the Red Sleeves, but I could clearly feel that she was actually talking about me.

My mind also stopped, and in the face of so many clueless strange things, I could only passively watch and think passively, and I couldn't catch up with it.

"I ask people to make coffee, and they all want cappuccinos, okay?" Bai Fenfang said.

"Shark man! I know, it's a shark!" I blurted out.

When Bai Fenfang said the word "call people", from their homophony, I thought of the word "shark people" that I came into contact with when I was in the funeral home.

A mermaid is a mermaid, or a fish man.

Therefore, the fish man that appears in any painting may be a merman related to Qi Mei.

Human beings' understanding of the merman first came from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", and later various navigational chronicles and sea chronicles mentioned this thing, saying that this is a fish that resembles a beauty, and when it cries, tears will turn into pearls. Therefore, voyagers are willing to meet mermaids in order to obtain priceless treasures.

Qi Mei is inextricably linked to the merman, although he did not say it explicitly, but in the meeting at the funeral home, he expressed deep concern.

The dream is his, and the mermaids and fish people he sees are naturally a very important part of his memory.

Also, the mermaid in Qi Mei's dream has nothing to do with the mermaid in folklore, but a group of hideous and evil monsters that run rampant in his realm of thought.

The mirror room, the merman, the fish man, and the big man who was sealed by the Gu technique...... These threads are all linked, but for me, there are so many things that I can't grasp the program. If you can crack Qi Mei's dream, at least you can see some clues.

Bai Fenfang was taken aback and looked at me in surprise.

I didn't care about explaining, and continued to shout: "Miss Bai, stop making coffee, show us all the paintings—"

When this sentence came out, I immediately realized that I didn't need her to show it at all, I had hands and feet with Red Sleeves, and I could do it myself.

I strode forward and peeled off the painting.

The following one depicts a deep and winding tunnel. Although this is a flat painting, Bai Fenfang still uses exquisite brushstrokes to express the authentic claustrophobia and oppressive feeling.

This tunnel is not the kind of straight, regular brick and stone underground building built by artificially, its upper, lower, left and right four sides are undulating, similar to the reef by the sea, you can see the traces of being washed by the sea tens of thousands of times.

(Tianjin)