Law of the Devil

Chapter Fourteen [The Treasure I in the Study]

In this ancient castle, in this ancient study filled with old-fashioned atmosphere, Du Wei stood under the candlelight, quietly raised his head and looked up at the painting on the wall. After one person and one painting fell into a short silence, Du Wei did not get the other side's response.

He seems to frown. "I don't want to answer?"

The face in the oil painting still looks at Du Wei's eyes.

Du Wei smiled, but he smiled a little. He slowly walked over again, then pushed over a high staircase, climbed the stairs on the stairs, and then extended his hands to try to remove the painting. .

The man in the oil painting had a trace of panic on his face. In the painting, the eyes were on Du Wei’s face, and there was panic in his eyes.

"Call!" Du Wei took the oil off the wall. Obviously, such a heavy thing is that Du Wei, a weak half-year-old boy, is hard to lift. Du Wei felt that his arms were sour. But to his surprise, there is nothing behind this painting!

Not an institution! Nor is anyone hiding behind the oil painting to see yourself! But this oil painting itself!

Du Wei was serious enough, and carefully took the oil painting down the stairs.

The faces in the oil paintings are bitter, and the eyes are even more uneasy.

"What the **** are you?" Du Wei said: "A character in a painting that has survived?"

The eyes in the oil painting are somewhat dodging.

"Well, this painting is the portrait of Luo Lin's ancestor who was an imperial marshal. You won't be the ancestor who survived again?" Du Wei smiled and shook his head: "This says No, because the ancestor is more than two hundred years old now. This painting is obviously a posterity to commemorate the ancestors. I am still the problem... What the **** are you?"

After asking for a while, I didn't answer. Du Wei sank his face: "Oh, don't you say it? Then don't regret it."

He pointed to the candlestick around him: "You saw it, but there are a lot of candlelights here. If you don't talk, I will burn you. You guess I dare?"

When he finished, he turned around and took a lighted candle, slowly approaching the painting.

The people in the oil painting suddenly changed their faces, and they did not hide their fears. They all looked anxious and begging for help, watching the candles and flames that Duwei had getting closer. The people in the oil painting can only look at Du Wei with pleading, and his face is anxious.

Just as the flame was about to hit the canvas, Du Wei opened the candle and nodded. "Well, it seems that you really can't talk? Can you talk?"

The people in the oil painting quickly shook their heads.

"So, what the **** are you?" Du Wei's eyes are shining! A living oil painting! Is it something that magic makes?

For Du Wei's question, the oil painting could not answer. After leaving the danger of being burned, the people in the painting seemed to have a sigh of relief, and then looked at Du Wei with a look of interest.

Du Wei tried to ask a few questions about oil painting, but it was difficult to communicate because the other party could not speak. At most, oil painting can barely make nod and shake his head. This kind of communication, after working hard for a while, did not ask anything.

One person, one painting, just staring at each other.

Just then, a big clock on the wall of the study slowly rang! Time is up to midnight!

Du Wei suddenly saw a ray of light slowly radiating from the eyes of the characters in the oil painting! Then I heard a soft sigh in my ear!

Although the voice was a little erratic, Du Wei listened very clearly, and that clearly was the voice of people sigh!

"You listened! Because I have a kind of magic, so when I ring at midnight, I can speak for a short time. When the bell is over, I can't make a sound! Now I only say it again! There is a hidden room in this study! There are some treasures in the secret room! I can point you to get those baby, then I need your help, one of them can remove the magic from me."

Du Wei looked up at the painting and said, "Is you talking?"

"Yes! There is no time to explain." The sound of the oil painting quickly said: "Now you start from the third painting on the wall and there are instructions. You follow the instructions. If you are not a fool, you should be able to find it... ”

Oh~!

Midnight has passed, and with the end of the last bell, the characters in the oil painting, the light in the eyes gradually disappeared. The voice that followed immediately stopped.

Du Wei looked up and down the oil painting, and the people inside were watching him, and his face showed the expression of the request.

"Oh, you said that you have a kind of magic, are you?" Du Wei said with a smile: "You said that there is a secret room in the study room, and there is a baby in the secret room that allows you to dispel magic. What?"

Every time he asks, the oil painting figure clicks on his head. With a eager expression on his face.

"Well, then, what good is this for me?" Du Wei said with a smile: "Why should I help you?"

The face of the character in the painting changed, and then the color of prayer in his eyes was more intense, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately he could not say a word.

"Forget it, anyway, I feel very strange, it is to satisfy my curiosity." Du Weiyang raised his hand, then climbed down the ladder to the bookshelf, according to the prompts of the characters in the painting when the bell rang. Carefully observe the third painting on the wall.

The third painting, also a portrait of an ancestor of the Luolin family, dressed in the uniform of the Navy general, looked serious... looks flat, as if looking into the distance.

Du Wei checked carefully for a while, but could not see any traces from the painting. He even tried to remove the oil painting and check it out. It was nothing.

Du Wei stood on the stairs and thought for a while. He was not anxious, but patient, and re-examined a detail and a detail. After repeatedly checking the results for three times, Du Wei suddenly moved and carefully watched the characters in the painting...

Well, the eyes of the characters in the painting... look straight and look at the front.

Du Wei’s heart moved! I immediately searched the past in the direction of the eyes of the characters in the painting!

This is the opposite wall! The characters in the painting seem to be looking at the knight sword hanging on the opposite wall with eyes!

Du Wei immediately pushed the stairs to the opposite side of the room. This round-trip toss makes the physical strength of a 13-year-old boy a bit overwhelming. But the inner strong curiosity is driving him.

After checking the knight's sword on the wall, Du Wei found that the sword's sword was pointing to the next shelf!

He groped in the direction of the bookshelf.

Finally, finally, he found out!

On the beam of the bookshelf, Du Wei touched a row of bumpy traces, he felt a little sinking and finally found this is actually a line of text!

However, these words are written by people! Therefore, if someone else accidentally touches here, if they do not carefully observe the flowers, most of them will only think that they are ordinary patterns.

Du Wei wrote the text completely in the opposite direction, and Du Wei carefully read it out.

“The answer is in the sky at night, and the huge spoon is the key to guiding the direction.”

Du Wei couldn't help but smile.

what is this? Guess the riddle?

He sighed and slid down the stairs, sitting on the ground with his legs crossed and thinking about the riddle with his head.

"The sky at night... huge spoon..."

Finally, Du Weihao stood up and his face reappeared.

What is the night sky...stars!

What about a huge spoon? Then don't ask, it is definitely the Big Dipper! Is the shape of the Big Dipper in the sky not as if it is a huge spoon?

Du Wei thought of this, and immediately searched on the bookshelf in the study!

Star...star...

There is a relationship between the study and the stars... Well, it must be a shelf for books on astrology!

Soon, through the index directory, Du Wei found a bookshelf dedicated to books on astrology. He struggled to climb it and looked for it. Then, according to the "spoon", he carefully explored the seventh row of the bookshelf. stand up.

He looked through almost one copy and finally...

When he twitched a book, he obviously felt the book was extremely heavy! This is actually a book of metal texture! Moreover, after a twitching, there was a humming sound of a dull wheel turning inside the wall...

Finally, with a bang, the entire bookshelf, slowly turning itself up, behind the bookshelf, on the wall, revealing a black hole entrance...

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