Tang Sancheng was greatly horrified. Only the person who cast the spell could break this forbidden curse. Qinglian was placed under a forbidden curse, but he and Yue Bai couldn't break it together. They could only rely on interpreting the lip language.
Naihe's gag curse must have been cast by Yaoguang. Who else could solve it besides him? Tang Sancheng's premonition was already bad.
"I...I'm sorry for you." Speaking of the past, Vincent couldn't hold back his tears: "I should have been the one who died. If I didn't promise you, you wouldn't...I'm sorry for you.
, I’m sorry for your family, I should be the one who died, Naihe, Naihe, do you know how much I miss you, I have been trying to find out the truth, I have been working hard, in this life, if I can’t find the truth,
I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive either!”
He was already talking incoherently. At the end of the sentence, he actually squatted down, covered his face with his hands and sobbed. Cui Ying had long been sad for a grown man to die like this, and Su Bai's throat was dry. This kind of scene can only be seen in movies.
It seemed to be a scene where the relationship between a human and a ghost was unresolved. When exposed in reality, it made him even more tearful. Subai took a deep breath, strode forward, and helped Vincent up: "Teacher Wen, please calm down, let's
I called Naihe here just to find out the truth."
These words made Vincent calm down. He raised his head, his face already full of tears. Subai handed him a tissue. Vincent wiped it randomly a few times and couldn't wait to ask Naihe: "Naihe, back then
What happened?"
Naihe's expression changed, he looked at Tang Sancheng and others, and said quietly: "Don't you already know? He did it."
Mentioning this him, Cui Ying's heart moved. Naihe didn't mention Yaoguang's name, but this "him" was full of affection. Naihe's emotions when he saw Vincent, plus the mention of Yaoguang at this time
Cui Ying felt that Naihe was no longer the same person who loved Vincent so much.
"He, who is he?" Vincent was obviously still in the shock of seeing Naihe again, and his brain was not as efficient as usual. Unfortunately, at this time, no one was going to explain it to him in detail.
"Since he was the one who killed you in the first place, why did you help him and take away the contents of the glass container for him?" Cui Ying glanced at Vincent before forcing the words she was about to blurt out back into her stomach.
Naihe always took Vincent into consideration, and hesitated on his face: "After we went to the tomb, the professor discovered the secret room there, and there was a portrait in it. We went to the tomb originally for archeology, and when we saw ancient paintings, of course we had to take them down.
Through research, we had no idea that the painting was a taboo button, and once pressed, the consequences would be uncontrollable."
Tang Sancheng sighed. If he guessed correctly, the person in the painting must be Qinglian. Cui Ying was completely attracted: "Then who is the person in the painting?"
"It's just a silhouette of a woman in ancient costume squatting by the river, scooping up a puddle of water with her palm to drink. She is very beautiful." Naihe's eyes showed an envious look: "I know what I thought at that moment
Who is it? Xi Shi, the beautiful lady by the stream, I have never seen the four great beauties, but she is absolutely beautiful.
Even though it’s just a profile, you can still see her eyes moving, her small nose, and her pouty lips. The person who painted this painting must have loved her very much. They say that painting can express the artist’s emotions. I think I completely understand that.
The painter's mood, love, and appreciation are so full of emotions that they cannot be ignored."
The more she spoke, the darker her expression became. Vincent felt a little dumbfounded and scratched his head: "Naihe, but what does this painting have to do with what happened next?"
"Of course, if I hadn't seen the painting, if Zhang Jie hadn't damaged it..." Nai He was a little angry: "What happened next would not have happened."
When the painting was taken down, the professor could tell at a glance that it was not the work of a famous artist. He was a well-known scholar in China and knew the characteristics of famous artists very well, including their painting methods, styles, and even seals. What's more, there was no seal on this painting.
Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have been indistinguishable. There is no text on this painting, but the smoothness of the painting still amazed the professor: "I didn't expect that there were such masters among the people in the Ming Dynasty. It's a pity, it's really a pity."
According to the old rules, the painting needs to be preliminarily processed first, using chemicals to ensure that it will not oxidize after being taken out. The person in charge of this job is a senior named Zhang Jie. Originally, this job was very simple, just mix the potion.
, just apply it carefully, but there was something wrong with this simple link. Zhang Jie made a mistake with his hand and opened a gap in the painting. This made the professor jump up and slap Zhang Jie on the back of the head.
Above: "What a pity for you, a guy who has failed to accomplish anything but failed more than once!!"
Zhang Jie made a big mistake and was slapped by the professor but had nothing to say. He was also very upset. Naihe watched the painting crack and felt heartbroken: "The person who painted this painting will feel bad. You guys feel
Won't you come out? The person who painted this painting must be in love with the woman in this painting."
"Women are sentimental. It's just a painting. How can it have so many meanings?" Another senior said with a smile: "I think the focus now is how to repair this painting."
At this moment, a dark wind suddenly flashed through the tomb chamber. At first, it was just like a normal wind, moving everyone's hair and clothes. Everyone didn't take it seriously. The entrance to the tomb was open, and it was normal for the wind to flow in, but the wind became stronger and stronger.
It came violently, and with a "plop" sound, even the searchlight placed on the ground rolled to the ground, and the light went out...