In the middle of the night, someone with the lingering sense of familiarity got up and took out the portrait again to admire it. It was an oil painting painted on a wooden board. Based on his understanding of art, he could only
Judging to this extent, it is natural that the woman in the painting is not recognized, and there are no obvious symbols or marks on the painting to indicate the identity of the creator.
Looking at it from the front, backwards, zooming in, and trying to analyze the different layers of paint to see if there are any paintings within the painting. Everything proved that this is a painting with no secrets. Then someone turned it over smoothly
After reading this print, look at the back...
Leonardo_da
Vinci
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"Ooohhhhhh!"
Someone made an unknown strange noise, which directly woke up the lich on the bed who came to sleep with her for some reason. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw someone holding a painting, and she was dissatisfied.
Said: "Why, it's not enough to do this with me. You get excited when you see that painting, right?"
"Yes, no. Oh, what am I talking about?" Lin hurriedly turned over the back of the painting, pointed at the signature and said, "Look at this, look at this."
"You can get excited just by looking at weird words, weirdo." After cursing, Fen closed her eyes and fell asleep again.
Well, it should be said that this is normal. After all, this lich cannot recognize the bird language of the earth. Although Midi also uses pinyin writing, the most basic letters are completely different from the letters inherited from the Latin system on the earth. And Lin is in charge of editing
When the P language was developed, there was no need for cultural invasion to bring the letters of the earth, except for some specific Arabic numerals and mathematical symbols.
In other words, the person signing behind this portrait, if it is not two Ninja Turtles, can only be the man, or at least someone who knows the man.
Leonardo da Vinci, one of the three masters of the Italian Renaissance, the most unprofessional painter and polymath, is most likely a time traveler or rebirth of the earth. He is a man with countless mysteries. I don’t know that he is from the earth.
Passing through the earth, or an alien passing through the earth, or a cheater who goes out and comes back.
Reminiscent of the conversation I had with the consciousness of the earth, I guessed from the words that there are such "exchange students" between different worlds occasionally. I originally thought that this was just one world traveling to another world. As long as we find a way, we can still return.
home.
But what if the magician who left this painting is really that one? And he is still alive, living in the same era as himself in the Lost Land. Does this mean that the time travel between the two worlds is not just about space?
Even the timeline will be different due to the change. So there is this scene of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong, and Zhang Fei fighting Yue Fei.
According to the owner of the art shop, it was a magician who called himself that person and went to his art shop to sell paintings. When the owner opened his account book, someone had already recorded all the information and saw this
The purchase price of the painting. For an ordinary person and a painter in Lost Land, the money is quite high; but for a magician, the money is really nothing.
Is he so poor that he needs to make a living by selling his paintings, or is it actually someone else who takes his paintings and exchanges them for a few bucks.
I tried hard to think about the method of determining the age of the painting. Unfortunately, I am not an appraiser or a forger, so I have no relevant knowledge to determine the age of the print in my hand. The only thing I can be sure of is that this painting is not the type where the ink has just dried.
Lin would be lying if he said he wasn't excited about the possibility of meeting this legendary figure. But he had another thought in his mind, hoping it wasn't him he would meet. When the gap of more than five hundred years was filled, there was no way he could
Imagine what your hometown will be like when you return to Earth.
Is it the end of the world after Skynet has been raging, or is it the Earth Federation that has entered the interstellar society during the interstellar war? Or is it that I have returned to a certain dynasty in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties?
Amidst countless unknowns with no answers, someone held the print in his mouth and looked worriedly at the starry sky outside the window.
Suddenly there was a loud noise that almost woke up the entire hotel. It felt like something fell down and hit the ground, triggering a chain reaction and smashing everything in the room.
This time it was Lin who was confused. The lich was woken up again. He glared at a man who was messing around and said, "What's going on again?"
After thinking for a while, Lin said: "It was a thief, I guess."
After saying that, Lin stood up and prepared to take a look at his pile of belongings. However, Fen said indifferently: "Oh, that probably won't be our stuff. I have turned on the anti-theft device." After that, he
Fall into a deep sleep.
Hearing the word 'anti-theft device', Lin shrugged and sat back in his seat. In order to extend the life of the eggshell, whenever possible, Fen would open the eggshell containing part of the body of the indescribable thing.
The strange breath released was absorbed by the World Tree seeds placed together.
A harmonious balance has been reached between the two. Eggshells made of expensive materials do not need to be used to seal the indescribable thing alone. The erosion rate will naturally be slowed down, and things will naturally not break too quickly. But
This balance is limited to the fact that they cancel each other's breath, but will not change each other's status quo. At least they will not destroy each other, even if they touch each other.
In other words, if someone touches the indescribable thing out of curiosity, unless the person is an expert at the same level as Fen, the result will only be that the octopus legs are smacked and eaten.
And among a bunch of rare treasures, who wouldn’t be curious about something inside the eggshell?
If you miss some priceless treasures and only take away some ordinary things, it will be a waste of time to break into the empty door and become a thief. What's more, the person who stole it is a magician.
The little thieves in the Lost Land are very adventurous. If they don’t have some courage, they really can’t do this profession. So who would bypass the eggshells and only take other things? At least they fed the indescribable things a few times.
The belongings I carry with me are never short. On the contrary, there are often more props used by thieves and left behind at the scene.
Hmm~ Should the lives of these people be counted on his own head? Lin was thinking about such a question, but this kind of trivial matter was quickly forgotten. Now someone only has feelings for what he has done with his own hands, not directly because of
The one who died on his own did not have a division, but a brigade. He had to be responsible for them. He had gone back to his hometown to sell salted duck eggs.
The thing I originally thought about was quite worrying.
A sleepless night.
The next day, while still waiting for the boat, Lin went to the streets. It’s not that men don’t like shopping, it’s just that the things they shop for are different from women.
Yesterday, when I was walking on the street, there were nearly twenty people following behind me, just like a big brother and a little brother, collecting protection fees along the street. How could I continue yesterday's gameplay today, so I gave some to the two apprentices and four dwarves.
With pocket money, they were released.
As for Uzov and others, they may have realized that it was really unexpected for a group of ten people to "happen" to walk together in such a grand manner. Moreover, Lin would allow them to follow yesterday because they were unfamiliar with the place and were led by someone.
It's much better to keep going than to wander around on your own. Today, someone politely and firmly declined that they continue to walk on the same road by chance.
Do not listen?
What confidence do they have not to listen?
To be honest, the reason why they were able to keep up was more or less because of someone's tacit approval. If Lin really made a show of his face and told them to get away as far as they wanted, would they dare not leave? Is it possible that there are ten of them?
Is it tougher than the hundreds of people in Han's society? Not to mention someone used the flash spell to leave. Except for Fen, everyone else could only be dumbfounded. What else could they do.
Fen is the only one who keeps up with Lin. Not only does she have the ability to do it, but she also doesn’t know what to do if she goes shopping alone. At her level, ordinary items no longer interest her, even rare ones.
Pin may not be able to do that either. So rather than saying that she was just hanging out for the sake of hanging out, it would be better to say that she just wanted to watch this man and see what unexpected things he did.
Silverbeard dwarves are keen to find anything that can grow and strengthen their tribe. Technology, knowledge, items, culture, systems, methods, and of course, the most important resources, especially those that can be used to repair and create peaceful weapons.
Resources. The peaceful armed force that is still lying down can be said to be a pain for the Silverbeard dwarves.
The number of peaceful armed forces has been decreasing for a long time. The reason is that there is no material to make. As for the required or replaceable materials, they have also consulted the magician. I don’t know if it is someone’s knowledge.
Too few, or those rare resources have been exhausted, or the name has just changed due to different times. These all need to be confirmed with their own eyes.
Needless to say, the two girls have their own interests, and they are happy to explore the things they like on their own, and choose some good things to buy that they will regret if they miss it. If they follow their teacher's butt, they will have their hands and feet tied.
, it is inconvenient to do anything. So they are happy to go shopping on their own.
And someone went straight to the art shop where he bought paintings yesterday. Yesterday it was a deserted art shop, but today it was crowded with people looking at paintings.
Art has always been like that, and there are far more people who join in the fun than those who can actually understand it.
Yesterday I accidentally helped them come up with a bunch of advertising slogans. It seems that they have made good use of this momentum. However, this also caused trouble for someone. Lin looked at the shop full of people and was thinking about whether to meet him or not.
One after another, they were all thrown away using the extra-dimensional exile technique.
"Ah, Mr. Tripwood." The sharp-eyed shopkeeper shouted, and then lined up everyone from the shop, and after all the hard work, he came to the two magicians. He lowered his head respectfully and asked: "Two magicians?"
I came to the store again and I don’t know if there is anything I can do to help.”
"Do you have any other paintings by the artist yesterday?" Lin asked straight to the point.
As for the painting that attracted the attention of the magician yesterday, the shopkeeper had already checked his inventory and even the records of past transactions. But the conclusion was regrettable. He could only say truthfully: "Your Excellency, that magician
The only painting sold to us is that one. There is nothing else."
"Well, have you ever seen a work with such a mark?" What Lin showed was of course Da Vinci's signature in Italian.
The shop owner did not dare to neglect such a request and said: "I am not very familiar with this part, but I have a servant who specializes in managing and maintaining paintings. Can I ask him to come over and confirm?"
Lin nodded. The shopkeeper who returned to the shop quickly brought out a shrewd-looking little man from the crowd. After seeing the signature displayed by the magician, he quickly came out of the painting shop.
I found several works, some large and some small, and they all had some specious marks.
However, these symbols are not words from the earth. According to someone's judgment, they may just be cipher texts used by some relatively secretive sects in the Lost World. For this, Lin can only regret.