Paintings of Terror

"Mr. Shao, we have clearly found the New Year picture." Li Xiaochun followed behind Shao Ling with a face full of unwillingness.

Shao Ling felt that the newcomer was really not clever enough, so he patiently said: "Yes, we even found the original woodblock of that New Year painting, but that woodblock is also missing one piece."

"I know, aren't we looking for the missing piece?" Li Xiaochun hurriedly said.

"Yeah." Shao Ling felt that there was no need to explain, so he continued to move forward.

"Mr. Shao," Li Xiaochun followed, "Does the character'Zhu' you said lack have something to do with this place?"

Shao Ling stopped: "The place where we are now should be Zhuxian Town."

"I know that the Zhuxianzhen New Year paintings are the originator of our Chinese woodblock New Year paintings. Maybe we can meet some masters who make woodblocks here." Li Xiaochun was always optimistic.

Zhu Xianzhen New Year's paintings are the originator of our Chinese wood-panel New Year paintings-didn't I just tell you this sentence? Shao Ling looked at Li Xiaochun, and heard a beep in his ears.

"President Shao, it's four o'clock!" Li Xiaochun hurriedly looked at the phone, "We have only found half of the clues now!"

"Xiaochun," Shao Ling said earnestly, "we don't even have a clue at present."

"We, don't we know that this is Zhuxian Town? And we know that the fragment we are looking for is a character "Zhu"." Li Xiaochun's voice was a little small at first, and then gradually grew louder, seeming to encourage Shao Ling.

"Okay." Shao Ling looked at the invisible road in front of him. On the left side of the road are a series of New Year painting workshops, which are covered with dusty New Year paintings, but no one can be seen. It is a large cemetery, where only the crows on the branches and the foxes hovering among the trees stay here.

Shao Ling suddenly missed Mu Ran, as well as Qin Ci, Ke Xun, Zhu Haowen, and even Weidong and Turnip. Even though these old friends could not give themselves clear guidance, they could always put forward some suggestions and ideas. Can make one's own way of thinking in a different way, and thus have more discoveries.

The whole piece of New Year picture woodblock found just now is the most common door **** subject in Zhuxian Town New Year pictures. The door gods carved on the wood block are Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong. The history of making New Year pictures in Zhuxian Town is very long, beginning in the Tang Dynasty.

Shao Ling is wondering if he can start with the door **** or the Tang Dynasty, and he can even speculate from this that this old woodblock of New Year paintings may be from the Tang Dynasty, and may even be the oldest New Year paintings in Zhuxian Town. .

Li Xiaochun was not infected by Shao Ling’s slightly depressed mood. At this moment, he kept chanting words: “Two clues, one is Zhuxianzhen and the other is Zhu; two clues, Zhuxianzhen, Zhu; Zhuxianzhen And Zhu; there is one word in common, Zhu..."

Shao Ling: "..."

Li Xiaochun walked side by side with Shao Ling quickly. Because of the broad shoulders, long legs, strong body, and the confidence and optimism between the eyebrows, it seemed that he had overwhelmed Shao Ling in aura: "Mr. Shao, why Zhu Xian The town is called Zhuxianzhen? Is it because the surname of Zhu is the common surname in this town?"

Shao Ling could not explain one sentence: "Zhuxian Town got its name because it was once Tang Muyi of General Zhuhai during the Warring States Period."

"What is Tang Muyi?"

"It almost means fiefdom."

Li Xiaochun frowned and fell into contemplation, adding the new clue "Tang Muyi" to the only two clues he had just now.

Shao Ling did not expect to be opened up by Li Xiaochun's question. He looked at the graveyard on the right side of the road: "Xiaochun, who are the people buried in this graveyard?"

Li Xiaochun's thoughts were interrupted, and she was taken aback: "It's the people in the village."

"Which village is there?"

"Didn't we just watch it for a long time? Anyway, it's the people from all the villages in Zhuxian Town." Li Xiaochun said that he moved his mind here, "It's really weird, why are their graves here concentrated together? Our village They are all scattered, and no family is next to each other."

"At first, I thought these people might be related to the New Year painting shop across the road. Maybe those who were buried here were the dead New Year painting masters, but..." Shao Ling stopped here.

Li Xiaochun was stunned by Shao Ling's words: "President Shao, you think so far, why I didn't expect it before. They are all New Year painting masters, so they were buried here!"

"No, no, now I take back this idea." Shao Ling denied this speculation. At this time, he walked to the graveyard, and Li Xiaochun followed behind.

Li Xiaochun is not without his merits. At least he is bold. As a newcomer who has entered a painting for the first time, it is not easy to maintain such a calmness. Even when he walks into the graveyard full of crows and wild foxes, he does not change his face.

"Aren't you afraid? The people here may be lonely ghosts." Shao Ling said.

Li Xiaochun said, "What is there to fear? I have never done anything wrong. By the way, Mr. Shao, why did you say that these people are all lonely ghosts? If these people are all widows and widows without relatives, or It is the beggar who wanders to the village, why would someone erect a monument for them? These days, our closest relatives will not erect monuments. Since cremation was carried out, there have been few monuments in the graveyard of our village."

Shao Ling's gaze wandered between several tombstones. Unexpectedly, Li Xiaochun, who claimed to have never graduated from junior high school, could actually say the words'widows and widows and lonely'. Shao Ling pointed to these tombstones: "These monuments are not It was established'this year', don't you think the world we live in is a bit old?"

Li Xiaochun looked at the New Year's painting shop over there: "I thought it was deliberately decorated like that. The antique ones are more attractive to tourists."

Shao Ling no longer sells Guanzi: "Judging from the years when those tombstones were erected, the era we are in may be the end of the Ming Dynasty."

"The end of the Ming Dynasty?" Li Xiaochun's eyes widened, as if the incident between himself and Shao Ling "traveling" was even more bizarre than "entering painting", "I don't understand, in your words, what we are doing is not painting. Is the branch world inside? This world is fake, but the Ming Dynasty is real, so is this world real or fake? Is the Ming Dynasty of this world real or fake?"

Shao Ling smiled faintly: "You have no standard answer to this question, it's simply'Schrodinger's cat'."

Li Xiaochun: "I don't understand what you said, but I know Schrödinger, that means unsolvable problems. I read in the book: The ultimate problem that plagues the middle class is Schrödinger's wealth."

Shao Ling didn't expect the other party to quote the words from the book: "What does it say in the book?"

""Story Meeting"."

"..." Shao Ling nodded, "There must be "Reader" and "Youth Digest"."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Shao, how did you know?" Li Xiaochun was very happy when he talked about his readings, "and "Selected Folk Tales"!"

"Ok."

"President Shao, what books do you read? Do you read foreign works like "Yilin"?"

"This is not the time to talk about books." Shao Ling had to get serious.

"Oh..." Li Xiaochun nodded vigorously, "Then wait until we get out alive and talk."

Shao Ling's thoughts are almost disrupted: "From now on, don't say anything that has nothing to do with clues. We don't have much time."

"Ok!"

The sincere attitude of the other party made Shao Ling lose his temper for a while, um, what did he just want to say?

"Graveyard?" Li Xiaochun reminded cautiously, "Tang Muyi? General Zhu? Zhu Xianzhen?"

"Yes," Shao Ling nodded, "I suspect that the people in this cemetery are ‘guarding’ General Zhu."

"That means that General Zhu was buried here? Is there a big tomb in which General Zhu is buried?" Li Xiaochun asked.

Shao Ling nodded: "It is very possible, but unfortunately I have never been to Zhuxian Town in the real world, let alone visit the tomb of General Zhu, and I don't know if the judgment is right-but this world itself is a combination of reality and reality. It’s very likely that the real world will be dramatized and distorted."

Li Xiaochun said with some shame: "You just said what General Zhu was called, I forgot."

"Zhu Hai, according to some accounts, Zhu Hai has already been entrusted with immortality, that's why this place was named Zhuxian Town." Shao Ling looked at the graves in front of him and said in his heart, if Zhu Hai enshrines immortals, then its cemetery would be difficult I found it, "It is recorded in the "Relics of Bianjing": The Tomb of Zhuhai, in Zhuxianbao, commonly known as the Tomb of Tuer.

"What is Tuer's Tomb?" Li Xiaochun would ask if he didn't understand.

"It is said that Zhu Hai was a butcher before he entered the monarch Xinling."

"Xinling Lord?" Li Xiaochun tried to search for this familiar vocabulary in his own cognition.

Shao Ling continued: "There are many ancient people who have written poems about the tomb of Zhu Hai, such as Huang Shu, Wang Wei, such as Su Shi. I still remember Su Shi’s "Tomb of Zhu Hai · Tu'eryuan", The poem was written very objectively. It mentioned that “the former son of Zhu was not a hero to be chased.” This praised Zhu Hai, and there was also an ambiguous comment such as “Be careful not to blame the world, and never suffer from Zhongni.”

"How ambiguous?" Li Xiaochun asked.

"These words can't be explained in one sentence or two. After all, it was a matter of the Warring States Period, but back then,'Zhuhai sleeves forty kilograms of iron vertebrae, Zhuhai kills Jindi', this should be a more true record.

"Why chase that person?"

"It's hard to say, but it can be understood as it is for national justice. At that time, Lord Xinling took the stolen tiger charm to lead the horse. The guard general Jin Bi was a little skeptical and refused to send troops, so Zhu Hai raised up and hid it in his sleeve. Tie Zhui killed him on the spot. Lord Xinling seized the military power and sent troops to save the State of Zhao, thus consolidating the state of Wei."

"But I think the person named Jinbi who guards the city is right to be suspicious of them. That's loyal to his duties." Li Xiaochun said his views.

"According to you, it seems right," Shao Ling has never thought about this issue carefully. Reading "Snatching Talisman to Save Zhao" from an early age only feels that Jun Xinling's decision is correct, and everyone should work hard for this decision. That's right. But he never thought that Zhu Hai's move was loyal to his master Xinling Jun, and Jin Bi expressed doubts about him. Isn't it also his loyalty to his master King Wei?

Thinking of this, Shao Ling said: "I always feel that if we can find the tomb of General Zhuhai, maybe we can find some answers."

"Then let's find it! I didn't see it when I walked this way, maybe it was ahead!"

Who knows, the night is ahead.

Neither of them dared to think that the world had entered the night so early.

It seemed that someone suddenly poured a bucket of black paint from the sky, and it was dark within a few seconds.

The cemetery in the dark is naturally different from the daytime.