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Chapter 35 Into the Painting

  As expected, after hearing Yu Xing's words, the gray-haired young man who had originally planned to speak and continue to cause trouble for these two people who suddenly appeared suddenly fell silent.

He seemed to think about the wording for a moment, and then chose the safer answer, unable to find any mistakes in his position: "My name is Yun Si, how are you doing, chess player?"

Yu Xing's eyes lit up. He was really lucky today. The first experiencer he chose to talk to was the teammate Ning Feng mentioned.

"The chess player is very good, and Ning Feng is also very good. They have mentioned you to me." Yu Xing took a step back and expressed his goodwill.

Hearing what he said, Yun Si also determined that these two people were potential allies on the Deducer's side that his teammates had mentioned before entering Dead Island.

If they are not acquainted, the other party should not know both the title of the chess player and Ning Feng's real name. There are only two possibilities. One is that the other party has met his two teammates long ago and has a certain understanding of them;

It was his teammates who said it themselves.

Yun Si relaxed his muscles and realized that what Yu Xing did just now was not a demonstration, but a test. He grinned at them: "Where are those two people?"

"Maybe we went to the district. There is a clue that it is a fake." Yu Xing tilted his head and pointed at the painting of a Chinese-style house. "It is not what you are looking for, so there is no need to waste time."

"Ah, that's it." Yun Si revealed his true character when he wasn't pretending to be afraid. He touched his hair, "No wonder nothing happened after looking at it for a long time. I'll look at it differently."

Yu Xing: "...You just watch it casually?"

"How is that possible? Do you think I'm stupid?" Yun Si looked at Yu Xing with some surprise, "Tell me honestly, did they say anything bad about me?"

Yu Xing curled up his lips and said nonchalantly: "Not really, they say you are stupid."

"Oh, these two guys with a lot of black history dare to call me stupid." Yun Si muttered, then spread his hands indifferently, "Forget it, I'm used to it. I have my own way of finding fakes.

It's...a secret. You two can compete with me, but you are not allowed to stumble behind, otherwise I will be angry."

 There was an inexplicable gloominess in his eyes: "I'm angry. The consequences will be serious, right?"

“Don’t worry.” Yu Xing assured him.

Zhao Yijiu, who had watched Yu Xing's attempt to warm up the relationship between Yun Si and Ning Feng fail, was skeptical of Yu Xing's guarantee.

He thought silently, for a person like Yu Xing, even his teammates were tool men during the layout. Qu Nianqing from the Fear Hospital was an example. As for the less clear ally on the experiencer's side, Yu Xing probably wouldn't have a "knife" in both sides.

"It's already the limit.

Yun Si accepted Yu Xing's suggestion and went to look for the target oil painting again. He was seen walking through the corridor very quickly, barely raising his eyes to look at the oil painting. This way of searching gave Yu Xing some idea of ​​the so-called "secret method".

Made some guesses.

“It must be an early warning or inspiration-type ability...” he murmured.

Fortunately, Yun Si's appearance is good news. It seems that the other experiencers have already defaulted to occupying a corridor to find them first, so the experiencers in other corridors will not move to the corridor where Yun Si is before finishing the oil painting.

This gave Yu Xing a relatively relaxed environment for appraising paintings.

He looked at each one one by one, carefully identifying the painting techniques, and finally stopped in front of an ordinary river scene.

Yun Si passed back and forth in front of this painting many times just now, as if he sensed something, but in the end his attention was attracted by other paintings, but Yu Xing stopped without hesitation. He turned around and said: "

Brother Jiu, don’t be stunned, come and take a look at this painting.”

Zhao Yijiu followed the words and stepped forward, trying to see something from the painting.

a river.

 A straight, calm river with no bottom in sight.

 The river is made of dark blue, with sloping embankments on both sides. An old man whose face he cannot see is fishing.

The sky is gray, like the color of brain, barely illuminating this somewhat modern city river bank.

“The timeline of these paintings is as disrupted as the Dead Island itself,” he said. “This painting is modern.”

"Well, as a matter of time, we can dig out later. Just look at this painting." Yu Xing pointed at the painting, "The characters and the river are obviously two individuals, but in this painting, because of the superb lines

The brushwork blends into one and looks extremely harmonious."

“Hmm.” Zhao Yijiu followed Yu Xing’s thoughts and saw such characteristics.

The background of this painting is a common riverbank background, which can be called ordinary. Of course, the overall atmosphere is still depressing. There is obviously no horror, but just staring at this painting, you can feel a sense of absence.

Origin of heart palpitations.

"You are looking at the fishing rod in the hands of the old fisherman. The fishing line is connected to the buoy in the center of the river. The thing under the buoy is also drawn with faint lines. If you don't look carefully, you won't find anything hidden in the river.

"Yu Xing only had one place. Zhao Yijing squinted his eyes and saw a group of unknown things that were not very obvious.

This thing is not defined by dark colors, but by some strange lines connected with the waves of the river. With a very magical brushstroke, these lines are combined to become a "visible" river.

So weird.

"So this is the painting?" Zhao Yijiu could only tell that the painting was indeed a superb painting, but he could not conclude that the painting was a fake. He was not in the ghost state now, and he did not have the powerful perception and induction of the ghost state.

There is no ghostly atmosphere in the painting.

Yu Xing nodded with a very firm tone: "Well, this is the painting, take it down."

They had already asked Ning Feng when they talked about what to do if they found a fake oil painting. Ning Feng said, just take it out and take it to the third floor and hand it over to the person in charge.

Other ghost watchers did not stop them because of this, as if the ghosts were vaguely aware of such a thing and knew that they, the dwarfs, had been given special tasks by the organizers.

Zhao Yijiu then stretched out his hand to hold down the frame of the oil painting.

"Why this painting?" Yun Si has long been aware of their actions. Just now, he only saw them staying in front of the painting for too long and pointing. Now he saw Zhao Yijiu reaching out to take it.

Painting, he finally couldn't help but come over.

They discovered the fake painting and got the quota by themselves. Yun Si had no intention of coming over to fight for it. He was just curious. He also felt there was something wrong with the painting just now, but he couldn't get a definite feeling after shaking it around.

, there happened to be something on the other side that made him care more, so he went over.

He wanted to know what the two deducers relied on to identify the painting as a fake. It seemed that they were not attacked by ghosts, and even their bodies were not stiff, which meant that they were not hallucinating.

Yun Si asked this, and Yu Xing didn't intend to hide it from him. After all, even if others knew his method of identifying paintings, they couldn't imitate him: "Claudius's colors are brighter and the lines are sparse. This painting does not suit Crodier's style."

Your lines are level.”

Yun Si waited for a while and found that there was no continuation of this sentence. Zhao Yijiu had already taken off the painting, held it in his hand, and planned to leave with Yu Xing.

“Is that it?” He asked again incredulously, “Just because of the so-called lines, you can be sure that there is a ghost in this painting?”

"This is the correct way to identify paintings." Yu Xing smiled at him, "Paints that do not conform to the artist's painting habits and abilities are of course fakes. Isn't this easier than judging which painting has a ghost? And I asked Ning carefully.

Maple Rules, it seems that the person in charge has never said that there are no ghosts in paintings that are not fakes. If you want to judge the authenticity and fakes through the ghost's scent, I'm afraid you have to put a lot of effort into it."

Yes, there may not be ghosts in authentic paintings!

Yun Si suddenly thought that the reason why he thought the other painting was more suspicious just now was because his early warning system alerted him. His title is prey, and he has an innate sense of enemies and danger, so this sense led him to

When he got to the authentic painting, he was not given the correct answer.

Perhaps there is a ghost hiding in the Chinese-style house he looked at at first.

 It's just that the ghosts in the authentic paintings will not come out to attack outsiders, but the hidden aura is not under their own control and continues to affect the judgment of outsiders.

If outsiders want to truly confirm that a painting is a fake, they can only use various methods to stimulate the ghosts in the painting and let them come out to attack them. Only when they are attacked can they get a sure answer. At this point, this copy

The design is very cunning, which means that every time they find a painting, they will inevitably experience attacks from ghosts.

Yun Si was speechless for a while. No wonder the time spent searching for the fakes was three plus five, a total of eight hours. These hours were spent on trial and error.

 But I’m so envious... How much trouble can a teammate who can really identify oil paintings save him...

He pursed his lips and followed the two of them out of the corridor. After all, if Yu Xin's painting was really a fake, then the entire corridor would be useless.

  Nine painters, five forgeries, each of the five painters has one painting, which should be a more reasonable situation. It is impossible for one painter to have two paintings by Crodier, right?

Of course, no one stipulates that this cannot be done, but everyone tacitly believes that this is unreasonable. At least until they can’t find it in the end, they will go back to the display area of ​​the artist’s work that has been found to be fake.

Yun Si did not follow too closely, but turned around and went to Area B. At the last moment when he left Area A, he looked back with emotion and found that the two experiencers who were also unfamiliar with him

People were whispering to each other, and their eyes fell on the backs of Yu Xing and Zhao Yizuo.

 Has been discovered.

It was only a matter of time before the two deducers were discovered, and it was considered a relatively good situation now. After all, they had even found a painting. Although it had not yet been handed over to the person in charge on the third floor for judgment, Yu Xing's determined tone always made it clear that

Yun Si felt that this painting should be the correct answer.

 But judging from the situation, it seems that the two deducers are going to be in trouble.

Yun Si hid himself with a shelf holding ancient armor and observed the situation in Area A. He saw two companions from the experience team whispering for a while, then they followed up. One of them

There is a small quill in the person's hand.

He knew that pen. This person was one of the luckier ones in the team of experiencers. His title was chef. There was a sacrifice near their birth point. After two hours of searching, the chef actually got it.

As his own sacrifice, the chef is now considered the most confident person in the entire team of experiencers.

The chef's ability is cooking, cooking living and dead things, cooking the souls of the living and the souls of the dead. I don't know what kind of sacrifice the quill was changed from. In short, it doesn't look very weak.

It seems that if they are targeted by the chef, Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu may not have an easy time.

Yun Si thought for a while, then fell behind the chef and his fellow chefs. He decided to watch the excitement first and lend a helping hand if necessary.

The chef is not good at attacking, but in this situation, he has an excellent advantage when he has a sacrifice, that is, the chef does not need to go to great lengths to cause the ghosts to agitate, because he has one in his hand.

Sacrifice.

The sacrifice itself is inseparable from the aura of ghosts. If a sacrifice is used, the aura will be even stronger. As long as the chef uses the sacrifice next to Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu, it is very likely that the ghost in the fake painting can be removed.

Activated, the ghost "sees" Zhao Yijiu holding it, and will inevitably attack.

Speaking of which, he was also a little curious. Yun Si even thought about letting the chef succeed. He also wanted to see how the ghosts in the fake paintings attacked. In the portraits, he could also guess that the characters in them did it directly. The scenery

What about paintings? Do they suck people in?

  Under normal circumstances, everyone who wants to get a fake painting will be attacked. It doesn’t matter if Yu Xing is attacked once, right? He should be able to save the day?

Yun Si was very happy to watch the excitement. No matter which way it unfolded, he could get a lot of information. Yu Xing's Broken Mirror Team was an invisible ally of their team, but that was also a matter of time confusion. In this timeline

Both sides only knew that they had met each other and helped each other. The Broken Mirror Team was far from reaching the level of strength that Yu Fengchen had seen before. This was what Yu Fengchen told them after returning from the Tomb Palace.

 So he also wanted to see how quickly Yu Xing and Leng Jiu solved the problem.

With this mentality, he followed the people in front of him to the stairs from the second to the third floor. Since he was far away, he could clearly see that Lengjiu and Yu Xing had made eye contact, and they seemed to have discovered it.

Behind us are enemies with evil intentions.

 At this moment, the chef took action.

The chef suddenly approached the deducer in front of him. The quill in his hand turned into a real feather, but it swept towards Zhao Yijiu with a certain purpose. A drop of bright red blood dripped from the feather. In an instant, the painting was

The riverbank oil painting in his hand began to tremble. Zhao Yijiu lowered his head and glanced down, unexpectedly grabbing the oil painting tighter.

Yu Xing became even more arrogant. He laughed out loud: "I thought you didn't dare to take action after following me for so long, but I finally couldn't help it anymore."

The chef is a middle-aged man. When he heard what Yu Xing said, he knew that he had been exposed, but he did not feel panic: "Don't you just want me to get close, so that when the ghost attacks, I will be included in the attack range?"

.”

 He sneered: "This is exactly what I want. Only the person who resists the attack of the ghost is the winner. I want this painting."

The tremors of the oil painting became more and more intense, and finally, the sound of water waves appeared in everyone's ears.

Yun Si’s face froze.

How could he hear it even though he was so far away?

The attack range of this oil painting cannot be so large, he just wants to be a spectator!

 The next second, his vision blurred as he originally just wanted to watch the excitement, and the air around him was obviously drawn out and changed. When he breathed in the fresh air, the surrounding atmosphere had changed.

 The sound of the surging river appeared in my ears, as well as the energetic chatter and laughter of the old people.

There was a long blue river in front of him, but the feeling of air leakage between his legs made Yun Si's expression distorted for a moment.

 When he looked down, he did not see his feet directly, but saw...a long white dress.

There was a thunderous sound in his head. He stretched out his hands in disbelief and pinched his chest.

 He still has breasts.


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