A strange heaviness weighed on everyone's heart.
If the few people from a hundred years ago were also the ones who entered the painting, when exactly was the source of this whole incident? Does it go on like this in an endless loop without stop
So what will be the fate of those of us? And so endlessly and endlessly struggling between life and death? Either he will die in one of the paintings on the way, or he will struggle until he grows old, until he can no longer struggle, and finally die of exhaustion and despair.
It's... too bad.
Everyone returned to the car and sat quietly for a long time before Ke Xun broke the repressed silence: "I plan to stay here for a few more days, and focus on the study that the old lady and the master said, since she Master's grandparents lived here, and those people took the initiative to ask her master to see the fortune-telling, so the study should be in this city."
"What if her master went out of town with those people?" Wei Dong didn't let go of any possibility.
However, Ke Xun shook his head: "It's unlikely, that era was the most chaotic and disorderly time in the country, didn't you listen to the old lady, you can shoot people in the street, such a chaotic world, no matter how curious her master is , and it is impossible to chase a few people to other places, so I prefer that the study is located there."
"It makes sense." Wei Dong nodded.
"But it's not easy to check, right?" Wu You was worried, "I am afraid that the study room a hundred years ago might not be able to be preserved at that time, and the war was raging later, not to mention that so many years have passed."
"If it's not good, you have to investigate. This is the only clue that can be grasped now," Ke Xun said, "and the bone appearance that the old lady said, Wu You, go back to the old lady's house and ask if she has any If you accept an apprentice or know someone who is in the same path, the Taoism can be similar to her, and the old lady can't see clearly, so let's find someone who doesn't have a blind eye to help you look at it."
As soon as Wu You remembered that his bones were covered with dense black patterns, he wished he could give himself a bone-scraping therapy. Hearing that, he shivered several times, and then nodded again and again.
"What about the four of you?" Ke Xun asked the others.
"Brother, I'm fine, I feel flustered at home, I'll stay here with you." Luo Meng raised his hand.
"I'll stay too." Zhu Haowen only said three words lightly.
"I don't have anything to do, I can spend the New Year here." Fang Fei said.
Wei Dong thought for a while, picked up his mobile phone and made a call to the company. After negotiating, he hung up the phone and said, "Yes, I originally wanted to save my annual leave and take it together after the year, but my brain was short-circuited. It's dead, what's the use of annual leave, let's just rest now."
"Okay, let's not leave," Ke Xun motioned for Luo Meng to drive, "Go back to the hotel and put down your luggage, and then make an arrangement."
On the way to the hotel, Zhu Haowen briefly and concisely sent what he had inquired about today into the group, while Ke Xun called Mu Yiran directly, explained it in detail, and told him that he had decided to stay in City C. Continue to investigate.
Mu Yiran seemed to be a little busy. After listening to his narration, he did not express his opinion immediately. He only asked him to pay attention to safety and hung up the phone.
The group first sent Wu You home, returned the car, and then took a taxi to the hotel.
Ke Xun booked two double rooms, and Wu You helped Fang Fei book a single room. Fortunately, they were both on the same floor. At this moment, everyone gathered in Ke Xun and Wei Dong's room to discuss the next step.
"I thought that the study should have been destroyed in that era," Ke Xun sat cross-legged on the bed and gave the edge of the bed to Zhu Haowen and Luo Meng to sit on, "otherwise the old lady also lives in this city, she is eight years old this year. I am in my teens, and I came from that era when I was a child. How can I not know which study it is
"Well, even if the city is too big and there are too many study rooms, but if that study room has existed for a long time, her master will definitely tell her 'it's the study room in our city', Since I didn't say it, I think the study should have disappeared at that time.
"So if we want to check, I'm afraid we can't find it from the memory of modern people. We can only find a way to check some relevant historical documents in this city."
"Or look up some local county annals," Zhu Haowen brought his notebook, and was now opening it to log in to the webpage, "Also, there may be relevant information online."
"That's it," Ke Xun said, "Hao Wen'er is in charge of staying in the hotel and searching for information on the Internet. My group with Dong Zi, Luo and Fang Fei will go out for a run around related places, such as the local museum, City Archives or something."
Wei Dong said, "Radish take care of your sister Fei. We are unfamiliar here, so pay attention to safety when you go out."
Luo Meng said: "It's not necessarily who takes care of whom. My sister Fei is so mighty and domineering, I promise I won't drag her down."
"Then let's change," Ke Xun said. "You two have a child and a girl, one is unreliable and the other is too sharp. Dongzi, you and Fang Fei are in a group, and I will bring the radish. In this way, we will go out in a while, you The two go to the Archives, and the two of us go to the museum."
Wei Dong: "I don't think it's easy to get in at the Archives Bureau. I didn't even bring a serious suit. I would look like a poor person wearing this suit. I'm afraid I won't let the guards sweep it out for me."
Ke Xun: "Then you think I can go in with Radish?"
Wei Dong looked at these two, one was full of young and confused temperament, and the other was full of platinum hair and famous brands... Okay.
After the discussion was settled, everyone did not delay, leaving Zhu Haowen in the hotel, the four of them went out together, and parted ways at the door.
Ke Xun and Luo Xun strolled around the museum for half an afternoon, and there were indeed some local historical materials and photos on display.
"What's the matter, brother?" The two stood in front of the Kanto cooking stall, each eating steaming hot with a string of fish balls in their mouths.
Ke Xun let out a breath of hot air: "After eating, let's go to the Winter's Coming Art Museum to see it."
The food box in Luo Meng's hand almost fell, and he panicked: "Brother, why are you still going? I don't even want to think about that place!"
Ke Xun picked up a bunch of tofu and blew: "Don't worry, you won't be sucked in again. I want to go to the art museum and ask the staff to inquire about it, I have a doubt - will it be where the study was originally? Where is this museum now?"
Luo Yu thought for a while, and said to the owner of Oden: "Give me another!"
Ke Xun: "... so hungry?"
Luo Yu: "Eat more before you go, and you will be a full-fledged ghost even if you die!"
Ke Xun: "...A rich second-generation ghost who's full of Oden?"
After eating, the two took a taxi and went straight to the art museum in winter.
The snow outside the museum was just like the day it was painted. The sky was gloomy, and the snow stopped momentarily. Winter was approaching. The museum stood under the gloomy sky, looking particularly cold and dead.
Luo Meng couldn't help leaning against Ke Xun's body, wishing he could walk with his arm.
"Don't be gay, okay?" Ke Xun rubbed his head in disgust.
Luo Yao: "???" Who are we gay
My brother is so powerful that he even despises himself.
At the entrance of the art museum, there was no one else but a guard standing there. The hall was even more empty, and there was no one in sight. Ke Xun took the trembling Luo Meng directly to the office of the staff, but didn't say a word. The words drove people out.
The reason is that these two don't look like good birds.
"Uncle's, I'll buy a suit tomorrow." Ke Xun had to take Luo Meng out of the museum. He didn't leave in a hurry, and went to the cafe next to him.
The boss even remembered Ke Xun - "the handsome guy who paid the bill last time", and couldn't help laughing: "Are you all art students? You come to this art museum on such a cold day, and they will close later."
"Close so early?" Luo Meng raised his wrist and glanced at his Patek Philippe, "It's only four o'clock."
"Isn't it cold," the boss said. "As soon as we enter this place, no one will come to this place. It's useless to open the art museum, but I'll leave work early."
"I don't think you have any customers here." Ke Xun looked around, there were only two guests, he and Luo Xun. "It stands to reason that business should be better in winter, right? It's not very comfortable to have a cup of hot coffee in the cold. ?"
Since there are almost no customers, the boss is very leisurely, so he simply sits down and chats with Ke Xun: "My business is not doing well in this small shop, you have to look at this area, this is basically the suburbs, and there is such an art museum nearby. If you don't go to the back of the village, you can't go to the store. Who would come here for a cup of coffee? My guests are usually those who come to the art museum, but you think, why do so many people like to watch this stuff these days? Basically, except for young literary and artistic young people, there are couples who come here to date, and there are not many people coming throughout the year."
Ke Xun asked curiously, "Then you don't lose money by opening a store here? How much is the monthly rent for this house?"
"Hey, this house is my own, otherwise I can't spend it here anymore." The boss said.
"You bought this land?" Ke Xun said even more strangely, "The traffic in this area is not good, so what are you buying this land for? Why don't you rent a shop in the city center if you have the money?"
"I didn't buy this place with my own money. My ancestors lived here for generations. It turned out that this place was all residents. Later, everything was demolished and moved away. It just happened not to be demolished to our place. There are about ten households..." The boss was talking, but Ke Xun caught the point: "Wait a minute, you said that your ancestors lived here? Then let me ask - during the Republic of China, or a few years later, Your family lives here too?"
The boss nodded: "Yes, that's why I'm reluctant to sell this place, it's an ancestral home after all."
"Then do you know what facilities were built at the location of the art museum at that time?" Ke Xun asked hurriedly.
"Where do I go," the boss said. "When I was a kid, the art museum seemed like a wasteland."
"Excuse me," Ke Xun said, "Is your grandfather still alive?"
Luo Yao: "Brother, that's called 'Ling Zu'."
Ke Xun: "...Do you want me to teach you how to call 'Ling Zu'?"
Luo Yao: "No, no, don't get excited - Boss, is Grandpa Ling still alive?"
Boss: "… where are you, what are you doing?"
Ke Xun: "I want to ask the old man something, can you help us to ask the old man? It's what kind of building was built in the art museum when he was a child. That's a small question."
The boss looked at Ke Xun strangely: "Why do you keep asking this?"
"This is our research topic," Ke Xun said without changing his face, "Whether I can successfully graduate depends entirely on you, boss!"
"...My grandpa doesn't live here now, he lives with my dad in the city," the boss said, and took out his phone, "I'll make a call, you'll just ask about it, right?"
"That's right," Ke Xun nodded, "It's up to you, boss, do it."