Before Qiao Ran learned how to become a qualified killer, he learned various mechanisms and maze-breaking skills at Guigu Pavilion. Han Mo also read countless military books and knew a lot about various mechanisms.
The two of them carefully observed the surrounding furnishings, and finally their eyes fell on one of the rocks that was being beaten by the waterfall.
Compared with several other stones around, the surface of that stone is smooth, without any slippery feeling after being soaked in water for a long time.
It can be seen that someone often moves this stone.
Han Mo held the stone and turned it gently. The stone door behind him turned slightly, revealing a gap half a meter wide.
After the two people walked into the stone door, the stone door slowly closed.
In front of you is a narrow stone staircase, with retro and beautiful lamps hanging on the walls on both sides, emitting a faint orange light.
Qiao Ran knew at a glance that those lights were traps. If he accidentally touched them, he might be shot by the traps and die.
At this time, the woman's faint sobbing sound came again.
The clear sound of a woman crying let Qiao Ran know that her previous suspicions were correct.
Behind the seemingly scenic waterfall, there is a secret hidden behind it.
The two of them carefully walked down the stone steps, carefully avoiding the traps on the wall, and after turning a few turns, they came to a wide underground secret room.
The woman's crying also stopped quietly at this time.
In the huge secret room, there are various exquisite antique ornaments.
There are guzheng, pipa, chessboard, and stone study room, with pens, inks, papers and inkstones placed on them.
There are various ancient ink paintings hanging on the walls of the secret room, which are so beautiful that people will be shocked to see them.
Han Mo observed the environment in the secret room to see if there was any danger, while Qiao Ran was attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall.
When she walked to the painting and saw the signature on it, her eyes were suddenly startled.
Every painting hanging here is signed - Hsinchu layman!
Twenty years ago, a layman from Hsinchu made a splash in the world of painting with his painting "Bamboo Wind and Dust" at the World Famous Painting Exhibition.
Bamboo has been hailed as a symbol of a gentleman. Throughout the ages, countless people have painted bamboo, but "Bamboo Wind and Dust" painted by a layman in Hsinchu is a painting within a painting in ancient landscape painting.
You can see different human fireworks in every tiny bamboo leaf, which amazes the eyes of the world.
The Hsinchu layman's first famous painting "Bamboo Wind and Dust" was auctioned for a sky-high price of 30 million.
In the next twenty years, he produced one painting every year, and the auction price of each painting was more than 100 million yuan.
But he has never been seen before. For so many years, no one knows his real name, whether he is a boy or a girl.
Qiao Ran was shocked as he looked at the stunning paintings on the wall.
Could it be that the Hsinchu lay people are under house arrest here by the Jiang family?
While Qiao Ran was admiring the paintings in front of him, a painting depicting a bustling street, somewhat similar to the Riverside Scene during the Qingming Festival, caught Qiao Ran's attention.
This painting is composed of houses. On the street, each house has a different scenery.
There are people setting up stalls in the streets and alleys, carrying burdens, and selling things in the streets.
There are traders weighing things, buyers taking money to buy things, and all kinds of human fireworks.
Inside the house, there were two old people sitting on chairs, choosing dishes around the table, with loving and happy smiles washed over by the same years on their faces.
Some are young lovers playing on the swings in the courtyard, and some are children playing and chasing each other in the courtyard.
In the scene of children playing, there is a bird with a beautiful colorful ball hooked under its feet, hovering on the water of a rockery pool with water spray.
A shirtless child wearing shorts stepped into the artificial pool, looking at the birds with a bright and innocent smile on his face.
Qiao Ran's heart suddenly shrank when he saw this scene. If an adult hadn't discovered this child in diapers with one foot in the water, what would have been the consequences?
"What are you so fascinated by?" Han Mo walked behind Qiao Ran and looked at the paintings in front of him. When he saw the signature, his black eyes were startled: "These paintings are actually mysterious and low-key. No one knows what Hsinchu's true face looks like.
The layman painted these paintings that have never appeared on the market. Could it be that the Hsinchu layman was under house arrest by the Jiang family? But we clearly heard crying outside, so how come we can't find anyone inside?"
Qiao Ran pointed to the little boy in shorts standing in front of the waterfall: "Is this picture very similar to what you imagined before?"
Only then did Han Mo notice the subtleties of the entire painting. There was a scene of a little child falling into a pool with one foot.
Han Mo raised his head and took a closer look at the painting titled "Fire and Dust in the World" in front of him, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise.
“I’m very familiar with the layout of Zhengshi Street these days, even though these houses are presented in ancient architectural styles.
But the layout of these houses is what Zhengshi Street looks like now!" Han Mo pointed to a house in the distance and the rockery in the fountain in the house where the children were attracted by the birds: "The painter changed the scenery in the courtyards on both sides.
, if you change it, the child will be standing in front of a fountain with a rockery instead of standing in front of a waterfall and rockery.
Moreover, the children in this yard are all wearing ancient clothes, but this child is wearing diapers used by modern children. What does the author mean to express to the people who look at the painting?"
Qiao Ran looked carefully for a while and found that the child was indeed not wearing ancient shorts, but a diaper with a duck pattern painted on the waist.
Because of the vivid use of colors, it makes people look like they are wearing shorts.
Qiao Ran took a photo of the painting with his mobile phone, and then looked at the huge secret room.
"Didn't you find any traces of other secret rooms?"
Han Mo shook his head: "I checked carefully just now and found no echoes from other secret rooms."
Qiao Ran walked to the stone table with rice paper on it and saw that there was nothing drawn on the rice paper, but the brush placed on the pen and inkstone still had wet ink, indicating that someone had just touched the brush not long ago.
If there are no other secret rooms, then there must be someone hiding in the secret room in front of you.
Because the person living here should be an ancient painter, in addition to some exquisite antique objects, there are also various vases with different flowers in them for painting.
In one of the large blue and white porcelain jars, there were several lotus leaves floating in the air, and several delicate lotus flowers blooming on them, attracting Qiao Ran's attention.
Qiao Ran and Han Mo looked at each other and walked towards the blue and white porcelain vat.
Just as Qiao Ran was about to reach out to grab the lotus inside, Han Mo pulled him behind him, leaving him to face the uncertain risks on his own.
Han Mo quickly pulled up the lotus leaf, and Qiao Ran behind him saw a hand holding the lotus leaf stem emerging from the water.
Sure enough, just as Qiao Ran thought, there was someone hiding in the water tank where the lotus flowers were grown, using the lotus leaf pole to breathe and hide in the water tank.
Han Mo quickly held the hand and lifted the owner of the hand out of the water.
"Ah..." As the water splashed, the woman's frightened whimpering sounded.
"I'll sleep well, don't hit me, don't hit me..."
I saw a woman with long black hair covering her face, screaming crazily and trying to break free from Han Mo's hand. The sound made people feel desperate.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hit you!" Han Mo said with a gentle voice.
Hearing Han Mo's voice, the woman stopped struggling and slowly lifted the wet hair from her eyes with trembling hands.