Because the "day" time of the lamp brigade is too short, everyone can only act in groups.
"I promised to help Lu Heng's coffin, and some of our old friends in the photography circle will send him to him later," Mai Peng said while rubbing his aching head, "I believe Lu Heng can understand, after all, the most The important thing is to find the signature."
Du Lingyu looked at Ke Xun, and Ke Xun said, "I'll go over in a while, Dongzi and Luoluo stayed behind to put on the projector. There were many photos last night before I could see them."
Wei Dong and Luo Meng nodded, and Xin Chun also nodded.
"Before the lamplighters came over, I think we should re-count our packages now," said Shao Ling. "There are a lot of things in the package that we have overlooked, and there may be important information hidden in them."
This sentence makes a lot of sense. The ebony box in Lu Heng's package is now a mystery, but everyone insists that Lu Heng, who is on the same time line as everyone, will never know the secret of the ebony box - his death is completely is passive.
At this moment, everyone took out their packages, and no longer avoided suspicion, they simply spread them out on the table.
After Mai Peng took out his package, he looked at Mu Yiran, and quickly went to the public cabinet to get the developing can: "I'll wash out the picture I took at the stairs when we first came here. A photo might be important."
"In addition to the film in Xi Shengnan's camera that was cut out yesterday," Mu Yiran helped him: "I basically understand the process of washing the film. You will help the coffin later, and I will complete the rest of the work."
If any layman said such a thing, Mai Peng would categorically reject it, but Mu Yiran at this time made people involuntarily trust: "I have prepared the developer and fixer, and you can press the button. Time is added, and the rest is not very complicated."
Mu Yi nodded: "Don't worry."
Mai Peng and Mu Yiran were preparing to wash the film, while the others counted the packages on the table.
Compared with other people, Fang Fei's things are the simplest, there is only a snow-white witch mask in the package, and nothing else.
Others also took out the more special things in their packages, such as Shao Ling's Xun, such as Wei Dong's hand-painted "Guangming Lv Wei's Painting Collection", such as Du Lingyu's Linghua Mirror, such as Ke Xun and Mu Yi Of course the exact same wood duck, such as...
Du Lingyu flipped through the other things in his package: "I still have a few incense manuals here. I read them the day I first arrived, but I haven't had a chance to read them. The days here are too short."
"Xiangpu?" Qin Ci was studying the two medicine boxes in his package at this time, "Is it related to our goods? Or..."
"I am more interested in perfumery," Du Lingyu flipped through several incense manuals in his hand to find out if there were any missing pages. "In the real world, perfume is blended, but in this world, it will probably evolve into spices and incense. yes."
"I find it really strange. You all have books here, but there are no novels written by Sister Xi in her package. It stands to reason that Xiayu has a very close connection with our world." In one of Luo Yao's small packages, there are A lot of jerky has a special note in it: Heart Spring Calorie Supplement.
Luo Meng fed Xinchun a piece of jerky to eat, and Xinchun jumped up happily, his tail turning like a small spinning top.
Cao Youning seemed to think of something: "I have an impression of what you said. Sister Xi often brings a book in her carry-on bag, although I don't know what book it is."
Du Lingyu also seemed to remember something, and opened Xi Shengnan's package at this time, and took out the contents one by one: "Yes, Sister Xi will always carry that book with me! I remember before going to the art museum. She flipped through the book in the hotel one night! She must have been in her schoolbag, how could she have disappeared!"
Du Lingyu's words caught everyone's attention, and Shao Ling asked: "Are you talking about the novel about Xiayu? Can you briefly describe the main content, and what is special about the book? For example, the content structure, For example, the theme idea, even the publisher, editor in charge, preface, binding design, no matter which aspect, you can talk about it!”
Du Lingyu tried hard to calm herself down, and first said, "I'm sorry, I've been so nervous these days, I completely forgot about this book."
"It's nothing, Xi Shengnan didn't mention it himself." Shao Ling looked at Du Lingyu with encouragement.
Du Lingyu: "The name of the book is "Xia Yu", it is about the growth of a girl, the age is a little vague, the narrative language is completely ancient, but the content is a little bit more modern, the text avoids describing modern things, there is no Cars, telephones, etc., but the heroine has to go out to work, and through her own efforts, she has changed her destiny, gained love and happiness, and finally she is with the hero forever."
"Forever?" Shao Ling didn't think it was a good word for fairy tales like Cinderella and Snow White.
"The heroine found the door to eternal life," Du Lingyu said, "this is a bit outrageous to say, and it does not match the style of the whole text, because of the ending of 'the door of eternal life', this novel was scolded by readers on literary websites. already."
Everyone listened and thought that the content of the novel was a bit outrageous.
"I don't quite understand why she always carries her own books around?" Wei Dong couldn't help asking.
Weidong: I'm really embarrassed to say the word narcissism directly...
Du Lingyu said: "Brother Shao said about the publishing house just now, but in fact the book was not officially published - not so much a book, but a self-made book bound by herself, printed by Sister Xi herself. , and also accompanied by some of his own photographic works, only that one has not been spread to anyone.
"Actually, Sister Xi has been revising that book. She often writes some new ideas on the book with pens of various colors. It's not so much a book as it is an alternative account."
Cao Youning also said: "I said why is that book so strange..."
Shao Ling asked Du Lingyu, "Have you read that book?"
"I read the electronic version on the literature website. As for the physical book, I just flipped through it and didn't have a chance to read it carefully." Du Lingyu thought back carefully, "So, there is no such thing as what Brother Shao said. The publishing house and the binding stuff, but talking about the look of the book... I remember there was a nice page at the end with three words on it: Dedication."
"Is that book dedicated to you?" Luo Meng asked in confusion.
"No no, it's not my word for rain, it's the language of that language, and I think it should be someone's name." Du Lingyu felt that she told a lot of her secrets after Xi Shengnan's death, which made people uncomfortable , but in order to find the signature, I had to say, "I once asked her who this word was, but she just smiled lightly and didn't answer me every time."
Mai Peng suddenly stopped filming and raised his head: "Did you say the language of the language just now? The language next to the word?"
Du Lingyu nodded: "That's the word."
Mai Peng: "The original name of the painter Bi Di is Bi Xiaoyu. I think it's not just a coincidence."
Hearing this sentence, everyone fell silent, as if they had learned some secrets of this world.
"Could it be that Sister Xi knew Bi Di before? They are so different in age, how could they know each other?" Cao Youning was a little puzzled.
"I don't think I know. Sister Xi was only a few years old when Bi Di died," Du Lingyu, as a girl, pondered Xi Shengnan's thoughts carefully, "I think it's more of a kind of worship. Originally, Sister Xi was special. Appreciate Bidi's photographic works, this time we are going to visit the art museum, she proposed, and listed this visit as one of the must-see places in our trip."
Hearing this, Cao Youning's expression was a bit complicated: "Yes, she also said that it will definitely make us feel that this trip is worthwhile..."
Mu Yiran simply washed his hands and walked over. At this time, the film was slowly undergoing invisible changes in the developing tank. All he had to do was to stir the liquid inside and open the developing tank at the right time.
"If the 'word' in the book is indeed Pidi, then it will not be difficult to explain all this," Mu Yiran felt that all the puzzles were being solved slowly one by one, "All the paintings we have experienced, we take them with us with us. Of all the items I have gone, none of them has ever been dedicated to the painting or the painter. In my opinion, the fact that the book is dedicated to the painter is itself an act of sacrifice. The book will be integrated into the painting in a special form for the painter."
Everyone listened to these words, slowly digested them, and their expressions were a little sad.
"However, Xiayu died as soon as we entered the painting!" Luo Meng was very puzzled, "Didn't she find some kind of eternal life in the book? Why did she die before she experienced the world in the painting? And... she was killed by the person who created her."
This in itself feels ironic and absurd.
"Maybe another timeline doesn't end like this, Xiayu might be the last one to die," Mu Yiran's eyes flashed, "If that's the case, Xiayu might have been with us. There has been an intersection, and it is not difficult to explain why her things appear in our room and in Xi Shengnan's package, and Xi Shengnan also wears those jewelry generously - if Xi Shengnan really has other purposes for Xiayu, It is absolutely impossible to show these pieces of jewelry to the outside world.”
"Brother-in-law, it's so messy, my head is about to explode..." Luo Meng hugged Xinchun innocently, "Isn't the game all 13 players? Why did this game become 15."
Xinchun nodded and consciously counted himself in the team.
"I have a problem with this book!" Du Lingyu said suddenly, and showed everyone the incense book in his hand, "The second half of this book is not the incense book, but... I can't understand what is written on it. Things: The eggs of the earth are contained in the earth, and there is time in it. The first Dao, the light of the sky, produces water, and the white fish in the water.
After hearing this, everyone gathered to read the book, only to realize that it was two books that were stitched together. At first glance, they thought it was an incense book, but there was another booklet with different contents attached to the back.
Du Lingyu found the place where the two books were sewn together, and saw two words in the lower right corner of the cover of the second book: Wu Ze.
Wei Dong: "I think this should be Fang Fei's thing."
Fang Fei took the book and looked at it, and felt more and more that it should be Wu's book.
Du Lingyu was very puzzled: "How come this book is here with me, and it is hidden in this form."
There was a sudden knock on the door, and the voice of the lamplighter came from outside: "The crystal coffin is ready, and the deceased can be put into the coffin."
Everyone quickly put away the packages, and Ke Xun went to open the door.
A familiar crystal coffin was parked outside the door, exactly the same as the one that held Xi Shengnan yesterday.
Mai Peng and several others put Lu Heng's body into the coffin together, and then walked on the coffin, staggering slightly, as if he was top-heavy.
Du Lingyu, who was following him, couldn't help but say, "Are you all right? Don't force it."
Mai Peng: "I promised Lu Heng last night. I think in this world, people who are dying will be aware of their own death."
"Maybe, I am the only one who awakened after others died. It's too difficult, this world is too difficult," Du Lingyu frowned tightly, "I hope that book can be useful, Fang Fei's identity is different from that of ordinary people. People are different, I hope she can understand that book."