"There is also a possibility that this painting is not the Kuafu we are looking for." Chen Jianghe is more inclined to believe the latter. After all, the whole world is looking for these two things, which shows that these two things do exist.
"never mind."
"Let's leave it to the people above to decipher it."
Chen Jianghe was about to put the painting away when he accidentally cut his finger on the painting, causing a drop of blood to fall on the paper.
By the time he reacted, it was already too late.
This drop of blood happened to fall on the sun, causing the sun to instantly turn blood red, which looked particularly strange. I don't know if it was Chen Jianghe's illusion, but he always felt that Kuafu's expression in the painting had also changed. If
If Kuafu looked holy and peaceful before, now he looks a little weirder.
"Oops, why did I pollute this painting? If the old man knew about it, he would definitely scold me to death." Chen Jianghe had no intention of paying attention to the content of the painting.
When his eyes fell on the painting again, he was startled by this strange picture.
Now the content of this painting is no longer about Kuafu chasing the sun, but more like Kuafu chasing a blood-red sun, as if this blood-red solar energy gives Kuafu a steady stream of strength.
"Why do I feel like I'm on a pilgrimage?"
"Yes, he must be on a pilgrimage. Why is this painting getting weirder and weirder?" Chen Jianghe muttered to himself, feeling that Kuafu had completely changed his appearance.
"Huh?"
"When did these words appear?"
Chen Jianghe was surprised to find that there were three lines of small characters at the bottom of the painting. However, these fonts seemed to be too mysterious. No matter how he looked at them, he could not figure out why. You know, Chen Jianghe had been to many places, and probably
I know all the major language systems in the world, but I have never seen such strange words.
"Could it be a painting from ancient times? But when did these words appear? Why don't I feel anything at all?" Chen Jianghe was puzzled.
After being stunned.
He found that the writing at the bottom of the painting had become much lighter, as if it would disappear at any time.
Chen Jianghe realized that he was not dreaming, so he immediately took out his mobile phone to take a picture. After taking a picture, Chen Jianghe discovered something was wrong - clearly the writing could be seen clearly on the frame with the naked eye, but the photo taken on the mobile phone
But there is no trace of three lines of characters.
"Damn it!" Chen Jianghe murmured.
But he is brave enough and has nothing to fear from these dirty things.
Seeing that the handwriting gradually became lighter, Chen Jianghe knew that he could no longer use his mobile phone to take pictures and leave traces, so he could only rely on his head to memorize by rote.
Before the handwriting disappeared, Chen Jianghe completely memorized these three lines of ghostly drawings in his mind.
This is also the time.
The entire painting has returned to its previous sacred and peaceful state, and there is no longer any weird aura.
Chen Jianghe rubbed his eyes. He was sure that he had not seen anything wrong, but what happened now? He remembered something and glanced at his fingers. The scar was still there, which meant that the scene he just saw was not a fantasy, but reality.
It really happened. After thinking for a short time, Chen Jianghe decided to bite his finger and drip blood on the sun in the painting again.
This time, no vision appeared.
Chen Jianghe didn't believe in evil. After trying a few more times, there was still no movement. Then he murmured, "Is it an illusion or something?"
Now he was sure that this painting was definitely no ordinary painting.
Later, he dropped a few drops of blood on the painting, but now the blood was no longer visible, so Chen Jianghe secretly tried to tear the painting apart.
Then--
He was shocked.
With his terrifying strength, he was unable to tear the painting apart, not even a small gap.
Chen Jianghe murmured in shock: "This painting is indeed not an ordinary thing. It must contain a huge secret. Should I keep it?"
As soon as this thought arose, he suppressed it.
Even he didn't understand the meaning of this painting. Maybe he could decipher it after giving it to the superiors.
With complicated thoughts, he rolled up the painting and put it in the safe to hide it. After doing this, he went to take a shower and lay on the bed.
As soon as Chen Jianghe closed his eyes, the scene of the painting appeared in his mind, especially when he remembered the three lines of small characters, which made the scene in his mind more real, as if he could reach it at his fingertips.
In Chen Jianghe’s imagination——
A bloody sun hung high in the sky, and a giant was staring feverishly at the sun in the sky, muttering something in his mouth.
Based on the number of words, Chen Jianghe vaguely felt that the obscure words spoken by the giant should be those three lines of small characters of unknown origin.
Chen Jianghe followed suit, imitating the giant and making weird syllables.
The next moment.
The scene in front of him changed again. The giant standing on the vast land had disappeared. Only then did Chen Jianghe realize that he had taken Kuafu's place, bathing in the sunlight from the bloody sun. These sunlight fell on his body, making Chen Jianghe's body warm.
Yangyang, Chen Jianghe didn't know if this was an illusion.
This comfortable feeling made him nostalgic and reluctant to wake up.
He didn't know how long it took, but Chen Jianghe found that his whole body was full of strength, as if he could break a huge stone with one punch.
"It would be nice if this wasn't a dream." He sighed.
Because Chen Jianghe knew clearly that this was just a dream and had no practical value.
After realizing this, the vision around him quickly faded away.
Chen Jianghe opened his eyes and felt a little sad, wondering why the dream was not real. When he finished sighing, he realized something was wrong.
He turned to look out the window and realized that the sun was already three o'clock in the sky and the sun was shining on him.
"No wonder I feel so warm all over. It turns out this is really the case." Chen Jianghe murmured, and his mood became even more depressed. The dream was indeed a lie.
"wrong."
"I obviously just closed my eyes for a while, why did it take so long?"
He picked up the phone and looked at the time and was even more shocked.
More than thirty hours had passed since Chen Jianghe lay down, that is, one day and two nights had passed. But he clearly felt that only a few minutes had passed, not even half an hour.
After carefully checking the time, Chen Jianghe was sure that he had read it correctly.
He patted his forehead and said, "Maybe it's because I've been too tired recently. I rarely slept for more than thirty hours at a time in the past. It's like hell."
Chen Jianghe looked at the missed calls on his phone and felt a slight headache.
But the first priority was to fill his stomach. He had not eaten for more than thirty hours and his stomach was growling.
Chen Jianghe rolled over and got out of bed, and when he clenched his cell phone, something unexpected happened. The originally sturdy cell phone was shattered in his grasp.
This made him freeze on the spot for a moment, and he was completely dumbfounded.
This mobile phone is not an ordinary mobile phone, but an anti-fall and waterproof model specially customized for him by the military. Even if Chen Jianghe had the ability to crush this mobile phone, he would never be able to do so easily.
Chen Jianghe was stunned for a few seconds, and then muttered to himself: "My strength seems to have become much stronger?"