Master Han Ming

Every curtain in the dark room was tightly drawn. Even though it was a cloudy day and there was no glare from the sun, the owner of the house still insisted on not letting anything see the inside of his room, whether it was light or human gaze.

The room was dilapidated and messy, and it was as quiet as a darkened prison.

Chen Feng stayed in this [-]-square-meter house for more than a day. Before he came, the apartment was not so dark. It was only after he came that it was kept so airtight. Today's him must not be noticed by others, even if he sees half of his face inadvertently.

Nowadays, many people in City A and even other provinces know him, because a fresh arrest warrant was issued for him recently.

After preparing some simple food in the kitchen, he picked it up and walked to the master bedroom, and walked in without knocking on the door.

The bedroom was even more messy, paint and discarded paper balls were all over the floor, and the walls were nailed with weird paintings.An old man with white hair hung his head and dipped a pen in color paint under the desk lamp, and the pen fell very quickly.

"Teacher, you draw really fast." Chen Feng put down the food and picked up a pile of paintings he had piled up on the table. The colors on them were thick and strangely matched, and the content was two extremes, serene and cruel.Excitement flashed in his eyes, and he picked up a pen and wrote line by line on the painting.

"It's almost finished."

"Yes, the painting is almost finished." The old man took the time to reply, "This... this is really amazing, I dare say this is the greatest painting of this century in my life, no,!"

Chen Feng took out the recording pen in his pocket, and said in a soft but clear voice: "Yes, I will."

At dawn, the first dark clouds began to float.

The first picture shows a battlefield where two soldiers in armor holding shields and wielding broadswords are fighting. One is in red and the other is in white. The blood is flowing like a river. There is a magnified face in the sky with eyes closed. Yes sigh, that is a beautiful woman.

In the second picture, a well-dressed and majestic man is sitting on a wooden chair. He is a king.Below is a group of men kneeling on the ground, weeping on the ground, and the unwillingness and loneliness on their faces are vividly drawn.

The third picture is divided into two scenes. On the left is wealth and prosperity. The king entertains all the adults in complicated clothes. There are beautiful dancing girls dancing. Odd water.

Later, more oil paintings were released on the Internet. Careful people will find that there is a line of small words at the bottom of those oil paintings, which read: This is our country, the country that is about to return.

What Qiao Qing paid more attention to was a recording released together, which was the one that Liu Ye gave him at the beginning. After all the clues he knew at the beginning were finished, the recording was cut off, and Chen Feng's voice came out. : "The reason why you can't find useful clues is that we didn't commit a crime at all."

Liu Ye heard his words from the side, panicked and at a loss.Qiao Qing turned off the recording and switched pictures. The colorful oil paintings were dazzling. He asked, "This was posted by Chen Feng at three o'clock in the morning today. Have you found the IP address?"

"Found it, it's the place where Chen Feng's art department teacher lived for decades. After technical comparison, the words on it were written by Chen Feng. But I just deleted it, this is a copy. "Zhang Wen was sitting on the chair next to him, rubbing his sore finger joints, not dancing all the time as usual.He checked what he needed early in the morning, and he didn't work hard again when the fire was imminent.

He really admired these people enough, they challenged their bottom line all the time.It has been a long time since he sat in front of the computer 24 hours a day to check information non-stop, but city A is so big, and there are countless signals sent out. It is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find useful information. When I regained my senses, I was stabbed by them unknowingly, my spirit was so tense that I was about to break, and my fingers that I had practiced for many years also became tired.

Qiao Qing looked back at him, frowned and said, "What time?"

"Five fifty-seven."

"Did someone else browse during the few hours in between?"

"Consultant Qiao, look at my hand," Zhang Wen stretched out his hand with a wry smile, "It's not just mine, there are other technicians, I don't know where those people are hiding, so the scope of the search this time is For the whole country, you can’t shut down the whole network, it will make the people wonder. I am afraid that they will escape, so I only take city A as the key point and I will be in charge, but there are so many signal sources, and there will always be omissions in the screening one by one. , We have done our best to stop the number of page views at more than 1000."

Qiao Qing sighed: "More than 1000 people have seen it, enough for them to spread the word of mouth, and finally everyone knows about it."

"I can't help it. It's a forum where painters gather. Many painters work day and night upside down. It's normal to look for inspiration in the middle of the night. They're all crazy."

"If he wasn't crazy, Chen Feng wouldn't have gone to see his teacher." Qiao Qing pursed his lips and said, "According to what you just said about his teacher's temper, he hasn't been famous for most of his life. It's very common, there are many people who have been silent for a lifetime, but this is the downfall that the person involved cannot accept. Chen Feng was sure of his point before he went to him to write." He glanced at Zhang Wen, "You said The painting is identifiably from his master's hand."

Zhang Wen nodded: "There is his very small signature on that painting, so small that it needs to be zoomed in to see. It can be seen that he can't bear to write extra words on these paintings, but he is also reluctant to give up the right to sign these works."

Qiao Qing slowly moved his eyes away from the painting, moved his mouth and continued, "The road to revival of a country is enough to attract people."

Sun Yue hooked the corners of her mouth sarcastically: "Oh? Yes, it's really attractive."

"Except for the word revival, I didn't mean any insinuation in what I said. They may really have some background. This painting has a basis." Qiao Qing enlarged the left side of the oil painting divided into two scenes on the screen superior.He had gone through all the paintings just now, but in the end his eyes stayed on this one for a long time. This picture is indeed attractive enough because it hides a message.He pointed to a woman standing next to the king in the grand banquet, with her back to everyone, and nodded her snow-white neck with a little purple on it, "I look familiar with this pattern."

The rest of the people leaned over to look at the regular shape, and were surprised at the same time: "Is this Phalaenopsis?"

"I remember, I heard that there was such a mark on Chang Lu's neck." Qiao Qing turned to look at You Lianguan who was buried in a pile of thick books, "Did you find anything?"

"There is indeed such a little discovery. At this point, we may thank Chen Feng for his blocking action. It has simply guided us to a correct tracing route. I don't know, I thought he was going to block himself." You Lian officer Lifting his head from a copy of "Ancient Rites and Ancient Things", he turned the front of the book so that the text on it faced them, held his chin with a smile and said, "According to the scene in the painting, I went to look up the ancient etiquette. , This book says that there is no regulation on the chaos of gold and silver utensils at the banquet, in ancient times it should have been a folk or a small tribal country, judging from their clothes, it should also belong to a minority."

He blinked at the oil painting from a distance, "There is a fierce fighting scene in front of us. On the flag, one side's logo is Tenglong, the imperial court of the Han Dynasty in our country. Something like that." He stretched out his hand and drew in the air, "Pure white clothes, with purple strips tied around the edges and waist, and the phalaenopsis blooming in the banquet, from these points we can guess They are an ancient country, Loulan."

Loulan?

Qiao Qing suddenly turned around and looked at him: "The ancient country of Loulan?"

"Wait..." Sun Yue stood in the middle of them and waved his hands again and again, then raised his hands to his face and closed them slightly, and said in disbelief, "You mean that ancient country that disappeared? It's absolutely impossible. That country existed thousands of years ago. It disappeared, it is said that it was completely buried under the ground, without leaving any trace!"

"It's just because it disappeared and disappeared, that's why you said it was going to be revived?" You Lianguan threw the book on his face, "See for yourself, Loulan's existence is very short, and it disappeared very suddenly. In history, they There are not many traces of existence. This book is an excerpt from ancient times, probably an autobiography in the tomb of an official in the Western Han Dynasty. He went to the ancient Loulan country before his death, and said that there are beautiful flowers like butterflies. But that alone is enough proof."

Sun Yue hurriedly pressed the book on the table, and quickly flipped through the pages: "It really subverts the world view!"

You Lianguan sneered: "That's because you don't know much. Being a human being pays attention to life and death, and seeing dead bodies. Loulan's disappearance in an instant has always been a mystery. Only people like you who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth dare to say anything." .”

"I have heard many speculations about this small country that must pass through the Silk Road that was once glorious but disappeared on a certain day 600 years ago. Unconsciously, he flashed past the relevant rumors he had heard before, and no matter how bizarre he thought it was before, he no longer thinks it is absurd now. He recalled one by one and said, "In ancient times, many aspects were not as developed as they are now, and many small things can destroy a country. The country, as some people have guessed, died of an infectious disease. In order to prevent the disease from spreading, the imperial court sent people to burn the entire tribe. Or it was because of natural reasons such as lack of water and locusts that caused them to decline. Strangely cursed by witches, countless."

He took the book from Sun Yue and read it word by word: "It's really beautiful and unique there, and what impressed me the most is that they have a unique stone that emits blue light when it shines. It is as wonderful as a night pearl. I went up to ask for it, but they refused, which is a pity. If I can get it, I will definitely set it on my favorite wine glass."