Chapter 120: The show is on
Because this painting has a lot of similarities with the Ten Verses.
The ten verses depict landscapes and corridors.
This picture depicts the landscape and the moon.
Start with the moon, the moon shadow is hazy, it is simply picturesque!
The most amazing thing is that the moon overhead is incomplete, but the moon reflected in the water is complete, this is a strong contrast......
I can't help but feel sad!
Knowledgeable people know that Zhang Xian's "freehand" in calligraphy and painting is simply the best!
Another way to judge.
It's that he usually leaves his own words in his paintings!
The words on this painting, due to pigmentation, are no longer clear.
Although this authentic painting is not large, not as shocking as the Ten Verses, judging by the number of authentic works he left behind, I estimate that this painting ......
It's worth at least 10 million!
But soon.
I denied my idea again.
This painting has been touched by others.
In the lower right corner, there is a black stain that is not obvious, and if you look closely, there is a pattern similar to a fingerprint.
Only when I look at this painting back and forth will I leave traces in this place, so it can't be my own.
My pupils narrowed.
When I reached out and took it just now, I confirmed that there was no sign that the box had been opened.
That means that someone else has already been to this tomb and hasn't taken these things with them?
My heart was pounding.
A possibility came to mind.
The tomb ......
It may not be Zhang Xian's tomb.
It could be a "warm" tomb!
I said it before.
During the period of the Republic of China, because Sun Dianying took the lead, warlords from all over the country dug graves everywhere and opened pots, and when I was defeated and fled in 49, I couldn't take it away, so I could only bury these things on the spot.
"Insulated" tombs, that's the truth.
Judging from the corpse raising ground, there is really this possibility.
The point is.
These people from the Huangmen Mountain Sect estimated and looked at each other, and they moved the burial goods of the main tomb with all their hearts, completely ignoring these calligraphy and paintings.
The painting in my hand is probably the most precious one!
There were about seven or eight left in this side room at his feet.
I didn't dare to open it, but quietly put this "moon map" into my arms and put it out later.
It was dark in the main tomb, but the speed of moving things was not slow, and the benefits of veterans were reflected.
It took about half an hour for two dozen people to quickly remove all the belongings.
I followed the ladder out of the side room, and found myself at the back of the hill, where two donkey carts were parked.
The antiques that were brought out of the tomb were all placed on the top.
It seems that this group of Huangmen Mountain Sect plans to take advantage of tonight to transport the goods out.
People pull donkey carts, the movement is very small, and no one will notice it at night.
Boshan Village has an aging circuit, and walking in the field is a smear, which is undoubtedly the best choice.
But I'm not going to let them get their way.
I still have a mobile phone in my pocket.
A mobile phone used to signal the dog five and carry out the plan.
But as soon as I was about to take it out, an old man in the crowd walked out, and said angrily: "Turn off the electricity, and there can't be any lights!" ”
"Whoever dares to turn on the light will chop off his hand!"
"Get moving!"
The flashlights, which were still lit up, went dark.
I don't think well, this place is so dark, you can basically find me when you turn on your phone.
The person who spoke must be the boss of this group of mountain walkers.
I had an idea and shouted in the night, "Boss, I have an upset stomach and want to set off a cannon." ”
The Huangmen Mountain Sect is from Chaonan, and the accent is very similar to that of Fu Province, plus their tone just now, I dared to deliberately learn a sentence.
I didn't expect it, it's quite similar.
"Lose your Lou, hold it for Lao Tzu!"
The old man scolded impatiently.
"No, boss."
"I can't hold it back."
I deliberately put my mouth on my arm and let out a couple of serial farts.
"!"
"Give you ten minutes, hurry up and get it done!"
"The other brothers move!"
It was estimated that the old man was disgusted, and he scolded and scolded.
I ran to the side, found a random grave and squatted down, muttered "It's weird", and took out my phone.
No one is paying attention to me, so it's okay to get a light source.
But I was still cautious, and with the help of the tombstone, I sent a text message to Dog Five.
"Fire."
It's just two words, and Dog Wu must understand.
When I turned off my phone, I heard the boss's voice in my ears: "How many items are there, do you understand?" ”
"Report the boss, there are twelve pieces together, it is estimated that there are true and false."
"What about the owner? Didn't come here. ”
"It's time to come over."
That's all it takes.
I saw a figure running up from the bottom of the hill quickly, and his position was still a little flexible, and at first glance it was a person who often ran on the mountain.
Judging from the figure, it is the village chief.
My night vision is not bad, and when I was a child, my father used to take me to catch hares at night, and it was difficult to locate them.
Over time, night vision is exercised.
"Have you finished moving? Hurry up, I'm afraid that Third Sister Wang's people won't be able to stop it! The village chief's voice was a little anxious.
"Everything that can be moved has been moved, owner, I don't believe you can go down and see for yourself." The boss talked and hung up.
"You turtle son! Waste of time! No more! No matter what there is, it has nothing to do with Lao Tzu, and it has nothing to do with you! ”
The village chief has a resolute personality: "Leave!" Hurry up and get out! ”
It's like stealing chickens and petting dogs.
I shook my head.
He who digs up wild graves is virtuous.
Don't be in a hurry.
The show is about to begin.
I pretended to lift my pants, then quickly returned to the group, pretending to be frightened and shouting, "Damn, what's that?" ”
The people who were originally nervous immediately looked over when they heard this voice.
"Fuck you, what's the matter?"
The Boss's tone was filled with anger.
"Boss, boss, look at that ......"
I deliberately pointed directly behind me, which was a mass grave, and the most lush part of the bamboo forest, which happened to be uphill.
"See?"
"See what?"
"Nothing!"
"You roll over to Lao Tzu, see Lao Tzu chop up your lazy sleep!"
The boss scolded and shouted.
But the voice just fell.
A faint blue flame actually rose up slowly, and in this darkness, it was too conspicuous!
"it!"
"Lose your old age!"
"What's that?"
"Ghost ...... Ghost fire? ”
This gang of Huangmen Mountain Sect was immediately startled, and the formation suddenly panicked.
But that's not all, as a ghostly fire appeared, several identical flames rose from the graves in all directions.
Immediately after, a crooked ghost, as if crawling out of a grave, slowly slid down the hillside.
On his body, he was also draped with several ribbons like satin.