Hearing Lin Fan's words, Lin Zheng and others showed surprise, and then Lilith asked with concern: "Since you know that this painting is very dangerous, why do you still have to buy it back?"
Lin Fan held the painting, hesitated and thought for a moment, and then said carefully: "Dad said that this is our family's responsibility."
Responsibility? Lin Fan's words made everyone more and more surprised. Obviously, the reason why the Attis family declined to its current situation should be because of the responsibility Lin Fan said. So, what kind of responsibility is it?
, actually made the Attis family do it even at the cost of the lives of the entire family?
"Lin Fan." Lin Zheng said with a slight frown, "What exactly is the responsibility your father mentioned? Can you tell us?"
"draw!"
Hearing this answer, Lin Zheng immediately felt dumbfounded. Then the queen smiled and said, "I'm not asking you what you want to do, but why you want to do this."
"I...I don't know either." Lin Fan said in a low voice, "Dad only told me that people in our family must paint. No matter whether they know how to paint or not, they must keep painting. He also said that one day,
If he dies, then he must have been killed by his last painting. At that time, I will take the painting and put it in the tomb of the Attis family. Dad also said that this painting is very dangerous.
The paintings in the tomb are very dangerous, never give them to others! Never give them to others."
Three "tens of millions" were used in succession to warn, which shows that both Lin Fan and Lin Fan's father were deeply aware of the dangers of their painting. However, even so, Lin Fan's father still continued painting without hesitation.
In the end, he died in front of this painting. Such a result is really unbelievable to outsiders like Lin Zheng.
Thinking of this, Lin Zheng said to Lin Fan: "Can you show me again?"
Hearing this, Lin Fan hugged the painting tightly and said nervously: "It is very dangerous."
Lin Zheng smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter, it is indeed dangerous, but its danger is nothing to me, I am very powerful!"
After hearing what Lin Zheng said, Lin Fan finally nodded after hesitating again and again.
"Thank you." After saying that, Lin Zheng took the oil painting from Lin Fan. It was just an oil painting. Although it was a bit special, it had not been taken seriously by Lin Zheng and the others before. However, after hearing this
After Lin Fan's words, Lin Zheng and the others had reason to believe that there was a deeper secret hidden in this oil painting. Whether it was out of curiosity or warning of danger, Lin Zheng wanted to find out the reason——
Why, he was the only one who had that kind of hallucination when he saw Lin Fan.
Yang Qi's curious face suddenly moved from Lin Zheng's back to her shoulder. After glancing at her, Lin Zheng smiled and knocked her. Such a strange painting attracted the attention of this money-obsessed woman.
, this is probably also a kind of fate! Well, when talking about fate, Lin Zheng had a bad feeling, and this feeling became more and more serious after getting to know Jia Luo, a woman.
The painting is still the same painting, and it has not changed because of what Lin Zheng knew. It's just that when I look at the painting now, the time when the tranquil perspective appears becomes more and more short. In Lin Zheng's vision, it
Always in tranquility and distortion, repeatedly
Jump back and forth.
Suddenly, Lin Zheng's left eye bloomed with a blue light. The next moment, Lin Zheng found his consciousness. He quickly approached the oil painting. After a brief period of confusion, Lin Zheng came back to his senses and suddenly discovered that
, he came into the night, and what appeared in front of him was the village depicted in the oil painting.
Such a weird phenomenon made even Lin Zheng shudder. What on earth is going on with this weird thing? How did we manage to get into the painting so well?
After all, Lin Zheng was someone who had seen big scenes. He quickly calmed down and immediately checked his current situation. It was not his body, nor his Yuan Shen, Xun, Luxian, and Ajie, all of them were not around.
, without any equipment, and unable to open any space, the only comfort is that his use of power does not seem to be affected.
With his own strength to rely on, Lin Zheng finally felt a lot more at ease. After some hesitation, he walked towards the village in the night. After all, at this time, besides walking towards the village, he had no other choice.
Two choices.
Soon, Lin Zheng came to a brightly lit house. He still remembered that in the illusion he saw, the strange figure very similar to Lin Fan came out of this house. But as he got closer,
After entering the house, Lin Zheng couldn't help but feel nervous, because there were bursts of whistling sounds coming from inside the house.
After feeling the power he had once again, Lin Zheng quickly calmed himself down. After gently exhaling, Lin Zheng quietly came to the window of the house and carefully looked into the house.
Go in.
At first glance, what caught Lin Zheng's eyes was a large number of drawing boards piled up. These drawing boards were all completed paintings. Lin Zheng saw several paintings facing him, and they were all very complete.
, the painting skills are so superb that even a layman like himself can clearly feel it. But what makes Lin Zheng feel a little strange is that obviously these paintings depict beautiful and beautiful scenery, but they always give him a sense of wonder.
There was a feeling of terror, and the characters appearing in the painting seemed to jump out of the painting one by one, which made Lin Zheng feel chilly.
The whispering voice brought Lin Zheng back to his senses. Following the sound, Lin Zheng saw a tall man with oil paint all over his body. He had long hair and a beard. He looked very slovenly. To put it another way, he looked very slovenly.
He has the temperament of an artist, and in fact, this is indeed an artist. The paintings with superb painting skills were drawn by his hands. At this time, facing Lin Zheng from his side, he was still
Painting on the canvas without stopping.
Could this man be Lin Fan's father? Just as he was guessing the identity of this man, suddenly, a door in the house was opened, and a petite figure walked in. Seeing the indigo figure appear, Lin Zheng
Subconsciously, he felt nervous, but when the figure walked into the light, Lin Zheng took a breath, because what appeared in his field of vision was not the strange face with empty eyes, but Lin Fan's normal face.
appearance.
Lin Fan entered the house but did not say hello to the man who was probably his father. Instead, he set up his easel and prepared to start painting. Lin Fan painted very quickly, and Lin Zheng discovered that what he had drawn was
The picture looked a bit familiar. Unknowingly, I was immersed in the picture he drew.
Suddenly, Lin Zheng came back to his senses, and immediately turned around and pressed himself against the wall with some fear. What the hell, what Lin Fan is drawing now is the scene of him peeking into the house by the window? What on earth is going on?
?!
"Ah - ah -" a soft voice suddenly sounded from the window. Lin Zheng quickly turned his face and looked, and met Lin Fan's disappointed face. Immediately, the "Lin Fan" in front of him sighed.
His tone was, "It's such a pity, it's just a little bit closer to being finished."
After hearing these words, Lin Zheng suddenly felt a little cold. If he hadn't woken up in time, by the time "Lin Fan"'s painting was completed, I don't know what strange things would have happened.
After calming down, Lin Zheng stared at "Lin Fan" in front of him and asked in a low voice: "Who are you? Why are you in Lin Fan's father's paintings?"
"I don't know!" "Lin Fan" turned over and sat on the window, swaying his feet and smiling at Lin Zheng, "Brother, what do you think?"
The "Lin Fan" in front of him exuded a strange aura, and his smile was nothing like that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old kid. He was mature and enchanting. This strange aura immediately made Lin Zheng take a step back subconsciously.
, no matter what, in this weird world of paintings, keeping a little distance from this weird guy is definitely not a bad thing.
"Are you leaving now, big brother? You just asked me who I am, is big brother such a frivolous man?"
Lin Zheng did not accept "Lin Fan's" provocation, but said calmly: "If you really want to talk to me, I would be happy to accompany you. Unfortunately, you don't seem to want to answer my questions properly."
"Don't say that, big brother!" "Lin Fan" said with a smile on his face, "Maybe I really don't know the question you want to know?"
"Then let me ask again." After saying this, Lin Zheng's eyes became serious, "Are you the Attis family who have to shoulder the responsibility even if they risk their lives?"
"What a sharp question, big brother!" "Lin Fan" said with a nonchalant expression. After raising his head and wondering what he was thinking, "Lin Fan" lowered his head and smiled at Lin Zheng, "No."
"Do I look like a fool?"
After Lin Zheng finished speaking, "Lin Fan" really looked at him seriously, and finally nodded and said: "They look very similar, maybe, maybe, no, brother, are you just an idiot?"
Lin Zheng, who had always been calm and calm, suddenly felt a little depressed. The corner of his mouth trembled slightly, and "Lin Fan" laughed happily at the window, "Sure enough, brother, you are an idiot. You would do this because of such words."
It’s shaken.”
Hearing this, Lin Zheng immediately rushed forward, took "Lin Fan" down, pressed him on his lap, and slapped him hard on the butt! "Here! This is how the idiot you call him handles problems.
." After saying that, Lin Zheng slapped it hard again.
However, the person who was being punished was now lying on his lap and laughing happily, "Idiot! Idiot! Big brother is a big idiot."
Suddenly, a delicate voice sounded close to Lin Zheng's ear: "I caught you."
