Chapter 188 Sea Burning Rhinoceros Map 01┃ Sea Building Ship.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 188 Sea Burning Rhinoceros Map 01┃ Sea Building Ship."

weight="95901"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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The decoration style of the Bronze Museum is very consistent with its name.

The exterior walls of the entire venue were decorated with bronze texture and color.

However, the painters did not have any mood to admire this simple and atmospheric building. A cold autumn rain was encroaching on the entire city. The temperature dropped sharply three times in a week, and the cold caught these outsiders by surprise. Qin Ci even When I got off the plane, I bought a thin down jacket and put it on my body.

Ke Xun wore a baseball cap and a baseball uniform. Chiu Faner stood fully at the gate of the art gallery, and the young girl who was passing by couldn't help but look at him.

The Bronze Art Museum opens at nine in the morning, and it is now at eight forty. Mu Yiran among the five members of the Group of Painting Theory has not yet arrived.

"Can the boss make it in time?" Wei Dong shrank in his thick sweater, and his teeth were itchy.

Mu Yiran went to the Apennine Peninsula. He just got off the plane when Ke Xun called him at three o'clock last night.

Ke Xun put his hands in his pockets and watched the rain on the street: "What anxious, it's too late to start painting before eight o'clock in the evening, let him sleep a little longer."

"Tsk tsk, it's obvious that you will love people," Wei Dong turned his head, "Come on, Hao Wener, brother loves you, put your hand in my pocket, my pocket is warm."

Zhu Haowen raised a hand blankly, wearing a thin thread glove.

"I can take care of myself," Wei Dong shivered. "I regret not listening to my mother. I should wear one more. I will be freezing and peeing...Kerr, you brought extra clothes. Yet?"

Ke Xun took off the shoulder bag and threw it to him: "Just a coat, you wear it first, don't get it dirty."

"Damn, this is starting to despise me, having a daughter-in-law and forgetting her unfilial son!" Wei Dong turned over the clothes, only to see a short black woolen trench coat.

"Huh? Didn't you never wear this kind of formal clothes?" Wei Dong looked at Ke Xun very curiously, and saw that Ke Xun was still standing there with his back, only giving him the back of his head for his own experience, Wei Dong was shocked "Yeah, I see, this is specially prepared for the big guys. I'm afraid of freezing people-tusk. It's different for people who have a family. They are much more careful than us rough guys."

Wei Dong, who is dressed in a trench coat on the upper body and jeans on the lower body, looked up at the sky: "It's still very cloudy. It's raining like this. I don't know how many people are willing to come to the museum today."

"Don't worry about others, have you reviewed the painting knowledge in this museum?" Ke Xun turned and asked him.

"I'm done reviewing," Wei Dong said. "All the works on display in the museum are Chinese paintings of modern and contemporary artists. I also backed up a document and pictures of all paintings, don’t worry!"

"I feel that this time should be smoother than the previous paintings." Qin Ci wanted to pass on the optimism to everyone, smiling and looking back at the closed door of the museum. "This time we did quite a bit of preparation. Enough."

"The premise is that everything can be done step by step, and there will be no emergencies." Zhu Haowen was always calm.

At nine o'clock exactly, the door of the art gallery opened from the inside, and two staff members carried a roll-up poster and placed it outside the door.

Several people looked at the content on the poster together, and then looked at each other.

I saw that it said: Newly advanced paintings from the Bronze Art Museum are on display today, welcome from all walks of life...

"...What's so..." Wei Dong looked at his companions with a look of speechlessness, "I just deliberately couldn't get along with us! I bet the painting we are going to enter today is definitely in this museum. One of those new paintings! I prepared it for nothing!"

"Soldiers are here to stop," Ke Xun didn't fluctuate in his emotions, "You go in first to warm up, I'll wait here in shock."

The other three were not polite to him, and entered the hall.

Ke Xun's mobile phone call rang at the right time, and when he glanced at the caller's name, the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily: "Why don't you sleep more?...Well, we haven't arrived yet, we are just about to go out, so I guess it can be with your feet... No hurry, buy something to eat on the way, don’t be hungry...Oh, what do you eat?...Well, drink more hot water. Are you dressed thickly? It's raining here and it's cold....I can treat you badly. Is it myself? Thick, sweaty.... Okay, I'll wait for you.... Don't worry, I'm not standing outside, I'll go in as soon as I go, okay?... Okay, see you later, and be safe on the way."

Looking at his mobile phone, it was almost 9:40. Ke Xun turned his head and entered the art gallery. After only less than five minutes, he saw Mu Yiran stepping through the door holding a black umbrella.

"Am I good?" Ke Xun greeted him, spreading his arms around him.

"Ignore the words of rain on your body." Mu Yiran pursed his mouth, and wrapped his back with the other arm without an umbrella.

The two have not seen each other for ten days, Mu Yiran has been busy, flying around home and abroad.

"How many days can I stay in the country this time?" Ke Xun retracted his arms and ran his lips across his cheeks with his head tilted.

Mu Yiran looked at the moisture on his eyebrows and eyelashes, raised his hand and wiped it off for him, with a slight calm voice, and said, "This time, I will stay as long as you want me to stay."

Ke Xun was taken aback, and the corners of his lips raised slowly: "My dear, I will not be polite to you, since you let me say, then I hope that from today onwards, you will always stay by my side, you will not Do you regret it?"

Mu Yiran raised his hand to cover the dog's head from which he had taken off his hat, rubbed it lightly, and said quietly, "This is your problem, I really owe it."

"As long as you don't leave for more than ten days, I will be happy if you just clean up me." Ke Xun held his hand.

Mu Yiran glanced at him, stepped inside, and left a faint sentence: "As you wish."

Ke Xun: "..."

So the boss meant that he would only leave for ten days after he left, or was he ready to "clean up" him to death? ...

I think I'm a little excited.

The other three entered the museum in advance and did not stay idle. Instead, they asked the staff in the museum for information about the new batch of paintings. Unfortunately, the staff did not know much about it. They only said that they were shipped by air last night. This morning Let the staff come in after seven o'clock to hang up the picture.

The three people walked around the hall and saw that these new paintings were all Chinese paintings, some of them were modern and contemporary painters, and there were also imitations of ancient paintings.

Everyone saw it for nothing. The thousand-year-old Chinese civilization, paintings from ancient times to the present are turbulent, and there is no way to guess which one will be the target painting in the target exhibition hall.

"Go in now?" Standing at the door of the target exhibition hall, Wei Dong asked Mu Yiran and Ke Xun.

"Go in, go in early, maybe you can find clues earlier." Ke Xun has never been hesitant to move forward because of fear, holding Mu Yiran's hand, and taking the lead into the exhibition hall.

When the lights went out and the light from the void fell on the target painting, Ke Xun saw a faded ancient painting.

Ink and color, silk, dull tone, fuzzy pattern.

The thin gray strips outline the ocean and the giant wheel, the sky is smeared with chaos like water stains, and under the vast sea, it seems that there are densely densely packed creatures that look like entities.

Before I take a closer look, the white light is already bright, and when I open my eyes again, the person is already in the picture.

"Wow-wow -"

A vast sea of ​​black ink suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Fuck...this is...aboard?" Wei Dong turned around in a circle in shock and looked around.

Obviously this is the huge ship painted in the painting. The wooden hull and the superstructure of the deck have two floors. Each floor has about a dozen rooms. There are primitive doors and windows, and the tall masts have a black background. The big flag with gold characters, on the flag is an ancient writing.

"This painting is..." Qin Ci looked at everyone.

""The Rhinoceros on the Sea"." Mu Yiran and Zhu Haowen responded.

The two people saw the name of the painting before entering the painting.

"Is this painting famous?" Ke Xun asked Mu Yiran.

Mu Yiran's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was low: "This is a private collection of paintings that has never been made public, and I only heard a few words from a friend in the industry occasionally mentioning it. I didn't expect its imitations to appear here local."

"Friend?" Ke Xun tilted his head and looked at him.

"A connoisseur of painting and calligraphy and a lover of Chinese culture over 60 years old," Mu Yiran glanced at him. "Is an islander."

"We made friends all over the world." Ke Xun boasted.

"Your expression just now tells us that this is not what you want to say." Wei Dong squinted, "I smell the sourness of love."

"How much do you know about this painting?" Zhu Haowen asked Mu Yiran.

"Not much," Mu Yiran's expression was a bit solemn. "The owner of this painting refuses to disclose the content of the painting to anyone. He only mentioned a few words when he was drunk and drunk while chatting with a friend. My friend is what I call a connoisseur of calligraphy and painting. The owner of the painting is the same as him, who is from the island country."

"Then which country is this painting from?" Wei Dong asked.

"Ancient paintings in our country, but they are not recorded in any documents." Mu Yiran said.

"How did our country's paintings get into the hands of the island people? Could it be that they were burned, killed, and looted again?" Ke Xun asked.

"I also have a question," Qin Ci continued. "Since this painting has never been made public before, how can we be sure that it is a Chinese painting?"

Mu Yiran responded unhurriedly: "The owner of the painting is named Fukuoka, and he lives on the coast of an island country for a generation. His ancestors made a living by fishing and possessed superb underwater technology.

"Hundreds of years ago, a generation of Fukuoka's ancestors was fishing at sea and accidentally discovered a sunken ship.

"The Fukuoka family gathered all the children who are good at water and went to the sea to salvage. However, the shipwreck was too old, and most of the items on the ship had been soaked out of value. The Fukuoka family only picked up the few remaining valuables. The silk painting in the water-proof container is one of them.

"The Fukuoka family sold a few salvaged items, and gradually moved from the fishermen's family to the ranks of the rich. And this silk painting and other collectable salvaged items were left at home, not sold, and passed down from generation to generation. .

"The reason why I can determine that this painting is a Chinese work is that the other objects that Gein fished out on the same boat were produced in my country, and some of them are now in the National Museum.

"and,"

At this point, Mu Yiran pointed to the big flag hanging on the mast, "The ship painted on the painting comes from my country, and the font on the flag is a small seal."

Everyone's faces showed "that's how it is".

Ke Xun asked again: "Then who is the artist of this "A Picture of Rhinoceros on the Sea"?"

Mu Yiran's eyes were a bit complicated, and he replied solemnly: "Unknown."