"This is a replica of the painting in my grandfather's collection, and after he scolded me last night, I secretly took it out and took a photograph and copied it. You see, this is what you're looking for. Black Humerus said.

"Can I keep it?" Luoyang asked.

"Of course it's no problem, just a copy, you can take it."

Luoyang refolded the A4 paper and put it in his trouser pocket: "Now I'm going to work, you go outside and wait for me." ”

Black Humerus nodded and stepped back.

Luoyang closed his eyes.

The supersensory perception was released with his body as the center, locked Su Changfu's tomb, and then invaded downward.

Su Changfu's tomb is two meters deep underground, has a certain scale, and is built with bluestone bricks and sanhe soil???????????????? The vault has an area of about 20 square meters. The tomb is also surrounded by bluestone bricks and three-fold soil to build a circle of tomb walls, about 1.5 meters high, waterproof is very good, and the tomb is not waterlogged. A paulownia coffin is placed in the middle of the burial chamber, with the head facing south and the tail facing north. There are two boxes on each side of the coffin, and the preservation of those boxes is also in good condition, and they have not decayed, and it is estimated that they contain burial goods.

Super sensory perception spreads like mycelium in the tomb, and all the information in the place passed is under Luoyang's control.

Although he was standing on the ground with his eyes closed, he knew exactly where his supersensory perception passed, even if it was the texture of a stone brick.

Those boxes were indeed filled with funeral goods, and one box contained silk and satin, implying that there were clothes to wear in the underworld. A box contains silver dollars and small coins, implying that there is money to spend in the underworld. A box contains five grains, as well as peanuts, sorghum and other grains, which means that there is food in the underworld. The last box contained some porcelain, jade or something, which meant that he was also a particular ghost over there.

However, there were no calligraphy and paintings in the box where the cultural toys were stored.

The supersensory perception locked onto the paulownia coffin, and it invaded smoothly.

In the paulownia coffin lay a corpse, already decomposed. There are also seven or eight funeral goods in the coffin, jade Ruyi, gold nuggets or something, which are much more valuable than those funeral goods outside.

Soon, Luoyang found the painting, which was held in Su Changfu's left hand. As soon as the supersensory perception came into contact, he was stunned.

The paper of that painting was not the rice paper commonly used in the Qing Dynasty, but the spirit paper.

Luoyang suddenly remembered the copy of the copy he had just seen, and the inscription on it was "Dexin three years", which was not the year name of any emperor in Middle-earth, most likely the year name of a certain immortal emperor in the upper realm! Also, the "Painting Saint Su Dongshan" on the seal, when he saw it just now, he thought it was a blurred handwriting error, it should be "Su Dongpo". This is also the reason why Su Changfu treats that painting as a treasure and will bring it into the coffin after death.

Now it seems that it is not a mistake in the blurred handwriting, but that the person who painted was originally "Su Dongshan", and he was a painting saint in the upper realm.

The supersensory perception continued to penetrate into the painting, but just as he was about to enter the spirit paper, an energy fluctuation, and Luoyang's supersensory perception was instantly disintegrated.

The power of the shock was transmitted back, and Luoyang's head was like being smashed by a sledgehammer???????????????? Suddenly, the pain was unbearable, and his body also lost its balance and fell backwards.

The black humerus butterfly rushed over from the door of the iron chisel, hugged Luoyang's waist from behind, and a pair of J cups pressed against Luoyang's back, giving full play to the role of shock absorption.

"What's wrong with you?" Black Huchidie said with concern, she was an unknown reason, and there was a very nervous state.

Luoyang eased up, and his waist stood up straight, but the pair of hands that the big-breasted brother wrapped around his waist were not taken away in time, so he hugged him tightly.

"I'm fine." Luoyang said that his head didn't hurt anymore, but his back brought him heavy pressure.

Only then did the black humerus butterfly let go of Luoyang's waist and walked around to him, looking at him with concern: "What happened to you just now?" ”

Luoyang said: "That painting is really in the coffin of your ancestor, it is not a thing of this world. ”

The black humerus butterfly said puzzledly: "It's not something from this world, where is it?" ”

Luoyang raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

The black humerus butterfly looked up, and the sky was blue, and a few white clouds were leisurely.

Obviously, she didn't know what Luoyang was referring to.

"Fluttershy, let's get ready to write a report." Luoyang said.

A meritorious ancestral tomb can only follow the route of official persuasion and voluntary opening of the tomb.

Black Hume retracted her gaze: "For you, I can even take off my clothes, what is a report?" ”

Luoyang: "......"

Sure enough, the old Si Ji was serious for only three minutes.

"Brother, you just said that the painting came from another world, and you pointed to the sky, what do you mean? Are you trying to tell me that the painting was painted by aliens? "Black Humerus is still thinking about it.

"The alien is holding a laser gun, not a paintbrush."

Hei Hudie's gaze sank: "Brother, does it hurt to hit someone with a laser gun?" ”

Luoyang is out of the question: "It's something from the upper realm, have you watched the Xianxia drama, the upper realm I'm talking about is the fairy world, and it's no problem to call the heavenly realm." There is an imprint on the painting, and the words in it are Su Dongshan, which is an immortal painting saint, and can also be called a celestial painter. ”

In order to prevent Lao Si Ji from driving indiscriminately, Luoyang simply explained things thoroughly.

However, Hei Huchidie's reaction was very flat, and he was not surprised and confused as he imagined, so he just said lightly: "So that's the case, I always thought it was Su ???????????????? Dongpo, but the handwriting is blurry and difficult to read. ”

"By the way, do you think you look a little like the person in the painting?" Luoyang suddenly remembered this.

The black humerus fluttered and laughed: "It's a figure painting drawn with a brush, where do you see that it looks a little like me, I've seen it many times, why didn't I find it?" ”

Luoyang took out the A4 paper, opened it, pointed to the face of the beauty in the bath on the painting and said: "Take a closer look, these eyes, this nose, and this mouth, I think it is a little similar to you, and ......."

He wanted to say that the breasts were similar, but the words came to his lips and swallowed again. He was almost certain that, as soon as he said so, he would be greeted by another luxury sports car.

"You're saying the boobs are similar, right?" The wise eyes of the black humerus butterfly saw through everything.

Luoyang nodded.

The black humerus butterfly deflated the corners of his mouth: "What's so bad about this, you still missed a little." ”

Luo Yang said curiously: "What did I miss?" ”

Black Hume pointed to a place where the bathing beauty came out and said, "She doesn't have hair, and neither do I, it's very similar." ”

Luoyang: "......"

"Brother, do you want to confirm?" There was a hint of provocation in the Black Hume Butterfly's words.

Luoyang let it out: "Okay, I'll take a look if you show it out." ”

The black humerus butterfly was stunned for a moment, and couldn't believe that its prey had transformed without warning.

Luoyang passed by.

He finally found a way to deal with the old Si Ji, that is, to fight poison with poison.