Not to mention that the two women refused to give in to each other and bickered all the way back to the police station.
At this moment, Lu Feng was sitting cross-legged on the bed. The bronze box had been opened, and the figure and landscape painting was spread out on the bed.
Since there is news that someone will cause trouble at tomorrow's trade fair, it is definitely not wrong. Although Cheng Yuanshan does not dare to be accurate about this news, he must be fully prepared to deal with emergencies.
You know, the exhibition is much larger than the reality show held by Tang Lu, and most of the participants from all over the country are famous people. If the last bomb incident in the water park happened, as long as it explodes, no matter whether people will die, so
The negative impact will be unprecedented.
Therefore, Lu Feng was ready to sharpen his guns before going into battle.
There is nothing he can do about it. After all, despite his extraordinary talents and astonishing understanding, he cannot comprehend the realm after the "Su Heart Sutra" out of thin air. With his current ability, he does not have the ability to independently create a technique.
Without follow-up cultivation methods, Lu Feng could only try to understand something based on the first-level cultivation methods.
Lu Feng was not in a hurry to practice, but carefully observed the Taoist's sitting posture, the way he formed seals, and even the subtle changes in his face.
The Taoist has a fairy-like demeanor, his face is calm, and his eyes seem to be open, but he gives people a feeling of kindness and compassion for the common people.
Lu Feng observed carefully for a quarter of an hour, and found nothing unusual except for the difference between the way the Taoist formed seals and the first-level cultivation method of the "Su Heart Sutra".
So he focused on the background, the waterfall, the pool, the distant mountains, and the green trees. The only strange thing was that the waterfall was flowing down, but it fell into the pool without causing any waves.
Is this painting not realistic?
So the artist ignored this?
Or is it intentional?
He thinks the latter is more likely.
Just imagine, if it were a boring scroll of paintings full of flaws, would the owner of the tomb take it as a burial object, or even hide it at the bottom of the coffin for fear of being stolen?
In other words, there must be something fishy about this painting, but he just hasn't discovered it yet.
Lu Feng thought about it and decided to try practicing according to the Taoist's seal method first. If it didn't work, it wouldn't be too late to study the paintings carefully.
He sat cross-legged, formed a seal with his hands, and followed the first-level mental method of the "Su Heart Sutra" to operate his internal energy according to the established route.
In order to avoid going wrong, he carefully allowed his internal energy to circulate in his meridians.
There is a door!
Lu Feng felt happy.
Let alone the Taoist's mudra or the way he made the mudra before, which one is more effective in practice? Lu Feng was happy that the mudra the Taoist made was indeed the mudra for practicing the "Su Heart Sutra". Otherwise, the internal power would not be able to function at all.
Practicing internal strength is not a child's play, and it's almost impossible. After all, going crazy can kill people.
An hour and a half later, as his internal energy circulated for a week, Lu Feng stopped and opened his eyes.
There was a deep look of disappointment in his eyes.
The reason is very simple. He practiced the way a Taoist practiced, but his training speed was slower than before, including his recovery speed.
Although Lu Feng was disappointed, fortunately, the Taoist's mudra was indeed for practicing the "Su Heart Sutra", so he finally had some comfort.
I looked at the time and saw it was almost three o'clock.
never mind.
Instead of going to the trade fair at dawn, it is better to catch up on some sleep than to do useless work.
Thinking of this, Lu Feng rolled up the painting, put it beside him, and then lay down on the bed.
But there was something on his mind, and he couldn't sleep at all. The images in the painting kept popping up in his mind.
He simply grabbed the painting and spread it out, not bothering to get up, and just started reading with his hands raised.
"What the hell?"
Lu Feng's eyes suddenly condensed.
He sat up suddenly.
Just now he looked at the Taoist, and maybe he was dazzled, but he actually saw a smile on the corner of the Taoist's mouth. And he felt that he was in a trance for a moment. If it weren't for his strong mental power, he even felt that his three souls and seven souls would be destroyed.
sucked away.
There is something evil about this painting!
If the painting was not related to the Su Heart Sutra, he would even want to burn it.
Compared with Xiaoming, the Quanbensu Heart Sutra seems not that important.
Do you want to take a look again?
don't want!
He warned himself not to look at it, but his hands refused to obey and he picked up the painting again.
"call……"
Lu Feng took a long breath.
As expected, the Taoist priest in the painting had a calm expression and was not smiling at all.
wrong!
Just now I was lying down and looking at it, but now I am sitting down and the angle is different. In addition, when I was looking at the painting just now, I was facing the light.
Does this painting need to be viewed against the light to cause abnormalities?
Do you want to try again?
Lu Feng knew in his heart that this seemed to be no different from gambling on life.
It doesn’t seem like you’re risking your life yet, right?
But Lu Feng had a feeling in his heart that something big would definitely happen at tomorrow's trade fair.
If a master like Master appears, he will only be beaten.
Although Ming Xuanzi also learned the first level of the Heart Technique of the Su Heart Sutra, he had practiced it for decades more than Lu Feng, and his level of skill was not comparable to that of Lu Feng.
Do you want to watch it or not?
Of course, Lu Feng would not decide his destiny with a wild flower like Chen Kaiyuan did.
He will discern whether something should be done or not through careful analysis.
First of all, this painting must have its value, there is no doubt about it. It is treasured in the tomb of a prince-level figure, and it will be carried with him even after death. This alone explains everything.
It is a pity that the epitaph only mentions the identity of the owner of the tomb and the major events he did in his life. It does not mention a word about the painting, including the dagger that is as sharp as clay and the bronze box.
This is not surprising, after all, if it were mentioned, the things might not be saved.
Bronze box, bronze dagger, ancient paintings...
Could there be some connection between these three completely unrelated things?
An idea flashed in Lu Feng's mind.
Does the bronze box have a mechanism?
This is not impossible!
When Lu Feng got the bronze box, his attention was all attracted by the dagger and the scroll, but he never studied the box carefully.
Thinking of this, Lu Feng quickly picked up the opened bronze box on the bedside table.
He first looked carefully at the outside and found no abnormalities. Then he looked inside.
Empty.
Lu Feng tapped on the box and found no difference.
I searched carefully with my hands again and still found no abnormalities.
He did not believe in evil and looked at it repeatedly from the inside out.
Sudden!
Lu Feng's eyes lit up.
He felt that the inside of the box seemed to be slightly higher than the outside. This was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It seemed that the difference in height was only a piece of paper.
Sure enough, there is an agency!
Could it be that the cultivation method of the second level of the Su Heart Sutra is hidden at the bottom of the bronze box?
Lu Feng felt that the chance of this was very high.
The seal technique was painted on the scroll, and the inner method was hidden at the bottom of the bronze box. The two were kept separately, one light and one dark, obviously for fear of being taken away together.
That’s not right!
If the tomb owner really thought so, why would he keep a dagger that was as sharp as clay?
At that time, as long as you use a dagger to lightly scratch the bottom of the bronze box, won't the contents inside be easily accessible?
"brush!"
Lu Feng took out his dagger and slashed it towards the bottom of the box.