In the middle of the night, a certain someone who couldn't get rid of the familiar feeling got up and took out the portrait again to play with it. This was an oil painting on a wooden board. With his knowledge of art, this was the best he could tell. Of course, he didn't know the woman in the painting, and there were no obvious symbols or marks on the painting to show the identity of the creator.
He looked at it, looked at it, zoomed in, and tried to analyze the different layers of paint to see if there was any picture-in-picture. Everything proved that this was a painting with no secrets. Then, a certain someone turned the print over and looked at the back …
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"Ahhhhh!"
A certain someone let out an unknown strange cry and woke up the Lich on the bed who had come to sleep with him today. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw a certain someone holding the painting. She said unhappily, "What, is it not enough to do it with me? Are you excited after seeing that painting?"
"Yes, no. Aiya, what am I talking about. "Lin hurriedly turned the back of the painting and pointed at the signature." Look at this, look at this. "
"You can get excited just by looking at a strange word, weirdo." After cursing, Fen closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
Well, it should be said that this was normal. After all, this Lich couldn't understand the bird language of Earth. Although the land of Earth was also written in alphabets, the most basic alphabet was completely different from the alphabet inherited from Latin on Earth. When Lin was in charge of writing Language P, he didn't have to bring the alphabet of Earth with him, except for some specific Arabic numerals and mathematical symbols.
In other words, the person who signed the back of the portrait, if it wasn't the two ninja turtles, it could only be that man, or at least someone who knew that man.
Leonardo da Vinci, one of the three heroes of the Italian Renaissance, the most unprofessional painter, the most knowledgeable, and most likely a transmigrator or reborn from Earth, a man with countless mysteries. It was unknown whether he was a transmigrator from Earth, an alien, or a transmigrator.
Thinking back to the conversation with the Earth's consciousness, according to the conjecture, there would occasionally be such 'exchange students' between different worlds. Originally, he thought that this was just a transmigration from one world to another. As long as he found a way, he could still return to his hometown.
But if the magician who left behind this painting was really that person … Furthermore, he was still alive, living in the same era as him in the Land of Mystery. Did this mean that the transmigration between the two worlds would not only involve a change in space, but also a change in time? Therefore, the scene of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong and Zhang Fei fighting Yue Fei appeared.
According to the owner of the art shop, it was a magician who called himself that person who went to his art shop to sell paintings. When the shop owner opened his account book, someone had already recorded all the information and saw the purchase price of the painting. For an ordinary person or an artist in the Mystic Land, this amount of money was quite expensive. However, for a mage, this amount of money was nothing.
Was he so poor that he had to rely on selling his paintings to make a living, or was someone else taking his paintings and casually exchanging them for some money?
He tried hard to think of a way to determine the age of the painting. Unfortunately, he was not an appraiser, nor was he a forger. He did not have the relevant knowledge to determine the age of the engraving in his hand. The only thing he could be sure of was that this painting was not the kind where the ink had just dried.
Lin would be lying if he said he was not excited about the possibility of meeting this legendary figure. However, he had another thought in his mind. He hoped that the person he would meet was not him. When the gap of more than five hundred years was filled, he could not imagine what his hometown would be like when he returned to Earth.
Would it be the end of the world after the destruction of the Skynet, or would it be the Earth Federation that had already entered the galactic society during the Interstellar War? Or would he return to a certain dynasty of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties?
Among the countless unknowns that could not be answered, a certain person held the engraving in his mouth and looked at the starry sky outside the window worriedly.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise that almost woke up everyone in the hotel. It sounded like something had fallen and hit the ground, causing a chain reaction and smashing everything in the room.
This time, it was Lin who did not understand. Lich, who was woken up again, glared at the man who was messing around and said, "What's going on now?"
After thinking for a moment, Lin said, "There was a thief, I guess."
After saying that, Lin got up and prepared to check his pile of belongings. However, Fen said indifferently, "Oh, that probably doesn't belong to us. I'll turn on the anti-theft device. "After saying that, she fell asleep.
Hearing the word "anti-theft device," Lin shrugged and sat back in his chair. In order to extend the lifespan of the eggshell, as long as the situation allowed, Fen would open the eggshell that contained part of the body of the indescribable object. The strange aura that leaked out was absorbed by the World Tree seed that was placed together.
A harmonious balance was reached between the two. The eggshell made of expensive materials did not need to seal the indescribable object on its own. Naturally, the corrosion would be slowed down, and the object would not spoil too quickly. However, this balance was limited to the fact that they offset each other's auras. It would not change the status quo of each other. At the very least, they would not destroy each other even if they touched each other.
In other words, if someone touched the indescribable object out of curiosity, unless they were an expert on the same level as Fen, they would only end up being smacked and eaten by the octopus's foot.
Among the pile of rare treasures, who would not be curious about something in the eggshell?
If they missed some priceless treasures and only took away some ordinary items, it would be a waste of their efforts to break through the door and become a thief. Not to mention that they were stealing from a mage.
The thieves in the mysterious land were full of adventurous spirit. If they did not have the courage, they would not be able to do this profession. So, who would bypass the eggshell and only take other things? At least, after feeding the indescribable object a few times, the belongings he carried with him were not lacking. Instead, there were often some small tools used by thieves left behind at the scene.
Hmm … Should these people's lives be counted as his? Lin was thinking about this question, but this kind of trivial matter was quickly thrown to the back of his mind. Now, a certain someone only had feelings for the things he did personally. Those who did not die directly because of him, even if they did not form a division, they would at least form a brigade. If he was responsible for them, he would have gone back to his hometown to sell salted duck eggs.
The matter that he originally thought about was more worrying.
He did not sleep that night.
The next day, he was still waiting for the boat. Lin went out on the street as usual. It was not that men did not like to go shopping, it was just that the things they shopped for were different from women's.
Yesterday, when he went shopping, there were nearly twenty people following behind him in a grandiose manner. It was like a big brother bringing his little brothers along to collect protection fees. How could he continue to play like yesterday, so he gave the two apprentices and the four dwarves some pocket money and let them go.
As for Uzov and the others, perhaps they realized that a group of ten people walking together in a grandiose manner was really abrupt. And Lin allowed them to follow him yesterday because they were unfamiliar with the place. It was better to have someone lead them than to wander around alone. Today, a certain someone very politely and firmly refused them to continue to walk on the same road.
They did not listen?
What gave them the confidence not to listen?
To be honest, they were more or less able to follow because of a certain someone's acquiescence. If the fake Lin really pulled a long face and told them to scram as far away as possible, would they dare to not leave? Could it be that the ten of them were more powerful than the hundreds of people in the Hanen Society? Not to mention that a certain someone directly used a Blink spell to leave. Other than Fen, the others could only be dumbfounded. What else could they do?
Fen was the only one who followed Lin. Not only did she have the ability to do so, but she also did not know what to look for if she went shopping alone. At her level, ordinary items no longer piqued her interest. Even rare items might not be able to interest her. So rather than saying that she was strolling for the sake of strolling, it was better to say that she just wanted to see this man and see what he did that was unexpected.
The silver-bearded dwarves were passionate about looking for anything that could strengthen and strengthen their tribe. Technology, knowledge, goods, culture, systems, methods, and of course, the most important resources, especially resources that could be used to repair and create peace equipment. The peace equipment that was still lying on the ground could be said to be the silver-bearded dwarves' pain.
The number of peace equipment had been decreasing for a long time, the reason being that there was no material to create them. As for the materials that they needed or could replace, they had asked that mage before. They did not know whether that person was too inexperienced, or if those rare resources had been used up, or if it was just that the name had changed because the era was different. They needed to confirm this with their own eyes.
There was no need to talk about the two girls. They had their own interests and were happy to explore the things they liked on their own, choosing some good things that they would regret if they missed out on them. If they followed their teacher, it would be inconvenient to do anything with their hands and feet tied. So they were happy to shop by themselves.
Meanwhile, Lin Li went straight to the art shop where he bought the paintings yesterday. The art shop that had been deserted yesterday was crowded with people looking at the paintings today.
Art had always been like that. There were far more people who joined in the fun than those who really understood it.
Yesterday, he had inadvertently helped them think of a bunch of advertising slogans. It seemed that they had made good use of this momentum. However, this also caused a certain someone trouble. Lin Fan looked at the store that was filled with people and wondered if he should use the Dimensional Banishment Spell to get rid of all of them.
"Ah, Mr. Tripwood." The sharp-eyed shopkeeper shouted and pushed the crowd away from the shop, going through untold hardships to come to the two mages. He lowered his head respectfully and asked, "The two of you have come to my shop again. I wonder if there's anything I can help you with."
"Do you have any other paintings from that creator yesterday?" Lin Li asked straightforwardly.
Yesterday's painting had attracted the attention of this mage. The shopkeeper had already checked his inventory and even his past sales records. But the conclusion was regrettable. He could only say truthfully, "Sir, the painting that Lord Mage sold us was only that one. There's nothing else. "
"Then, have you seen any works with this mark?" What Lin showed was, of course, Leonardo da Vinci's signature in Italian.
The shopkeeper did not dare to neglect such a request. He said, "I'm not very familiar with this part, but I have a servant who specializes in managing and maintaining paintings. I'll ask him to come over and confirm, okay? "
Lin Li nodded. The shopkeeper who returned to the shop quickly brought out a small man who looked very shrewd from the crowd. After seeing the signature displayed by this mage, he quickly found a few works from the art shop. Some were big, some were small, and all of them had some specious marks.
However, these marks were not words from Earth. In a certain person's judgment, they might be ciphers used by some of the more secretive sects in the mysterious land. Lin Li only felt regret about this.
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