Chapter 9 Chapter 6: Deceitful Corpse (Part 2)

Yang Junfei is no stranger to the ancient castle villa of Huangfu Sanxing. The information Zixue sent him contains detailed architectural design drawings. According to the drawings, he even knows everything about this house better than the workers who built it. The villa uses an electromagnetic lock, and the password in the electromagnetic lock will be changed randomly every five hours. In other words, the key I got had three hours of validity left. But for a master of his level, stealing a 300kg corpse and coffin is enough. Huangfu Sanxing is really a weird guy. Under his villa, he actually built a basement of more than 30,000 square meters, and he didn't know what kind of illegal activities it was used for.

Relying on his agility and the tools he had been using to his death for many years, Yang Junfei quickly escaped the inspection of the guards and successfully entered the kitchen on the right side of the castle hall. According to the method given by that organization, he turned on the stove and turned it off again, repeating this regularly several times, the refrigerator next to him suddenly and slowly moved away, revealing a small secret room.It's a lift. "The old guy's hobbies are quite weird, and he makes all kinds of flashy tricks." Yang Junfei walked in quite cautiously.

It was so smooth, I always felt that something was not right.With all his attention, he watched the indicator lights flashing downward one by one. After about ten minutes, the elevator stopped. The door slowly retracted to the sides, revealing a huge space. Even last night, Yang Junfei had seen the description of this basement in the design drawings countless times, and only when he was really in it could he realize how huge this ghostly place is. He carefully observed whether there were any traces of guards walking around. After a long time, he carefully walked out of the elevator, holding onto the railing with his hands and looking down.

Countless huge spiral-shaped objects protrude from the ground, like giant beasts with teeth and claws, ready to choose someone to eat.Yang Junfei couldn't help shivering, he didn't know why, but he always felt his heart was fluttering, as if something dangerous was waiting for him below. His sixth sense had saved him many times before, but never as suddenly as this. A chill lingered on the back of his head, making goosebumps all over his body hard to get rid of. He waved his hand in front of his eyes. The basement has a constant temperature system. Judging from the wind flowing through his fingertips, the temperature should be around 26 degrees Celsius.

Such a temperature should not make you feel cold.So, what are you afraid of? Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yang Junfei decided to go down and have a look. After all, there is only one chance. If he leaves without doing anything, he will not only lose face, but also be ridiculed by those friends. Walking into the elevator that went down to the ground floor, as soon as the door opened, there was an inexplicable cold air, or even Yin air rushed towards him. Yang Junfei sneered and ran out quickly, then pressed his back against the wall and looked around. The surrounding area was empty, and there was no one in sight.

In this tens of thousands of square meters of space, there is no sound, and there seems to be no living things, just like a ghost land, only sporadic dim lights piercing the darkness, making people feel a little bit that they are still in the world. Not far away, there seemed to be a hollow crystal needle in the center of the spiral. The needle is not high, and it is firmly placed on a pile of flashing instruments. The whole body is crystal clear, and it should look like a control room. Yang Junfei took a deep breath, and slowly moved towards that place. The feeling of uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger. What is there?Why would I be afraid of a person who no longer takes life seriously? It is a kind of fear from the deepest subconscious of human beings, just like mice are afraid of cats by nature, it seems to be in front, right in front , there is something with a cold breath waiting for him to slowly fall into the trap.

Several times, Yang Junfei almost turned around and left, giving up on this operation. But every time, inexplicably, a curiosity ignited in the bottom of his heart. That kind of irrepressible curiosity forced him to keep moving forward. Although it was slow, he really moved involuntarily. Just as he was about to walk to the control room, a room with an open door appeared in front of his eyes. That is the corner room, it is very large, it seems to be a research room. In the center of the room stood a gray and white stone coffin.Near the coffin lay three people, two men and one woman, who were dead or alive.

Yang Junfei walked in, and first tested the breath of the boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old with his hands. He was still breathing, and it seemed that he just passed out. He raised his head to look at the coffin, wondering, why does it look familiar?He suddenly took out the photo that the mysterious organization gave him, and then smiled. It's almost effortless to get it, I didn't expect my goal to be right in front of me.Yang Junfei happily walked to the coffin and was about to put the tools he brought on it. Suddenly, he froze. In the coffin that was supposed to hold Lu Yu's bones, there was nothing but a layer of emerald green leaves.

"Damn it, I should have thought of it long ago when I saw someone lying here!" He was so angry that he almost cursed. Damn it, it seems that more than one person is interested in the corpse of the ancestor of the tea ceremony who died for more than a thousand years, and it was a mistake! Complaints belong to complaints, and Yang Junfei immediately searched the room. No matter who it is, since he can sneak in, knock out three people, steal the bones, and do so many complicated procedures, he will definitely leave clues. As long as he finds the clues and follows the clues, with his network and brain, he can dig him out even if he hides under the ice rocks in the North Pole.

After all, apart from internal thieves, there are only a handful of people left in the world who can freely enter and exit such heavily guarded places.He happened to know the details of those people very well. No footprints, strange, why are there some debris on the ground?It was like a piece of fabric that had been placed there for an unknown amount of time, and it shattered when it was touched.And these shards of anti-theft glass scattered on the ground, why are they broken so strangely? Thinking of something, Yang Junfei suddenly stood up and looked into the stone coffin. Suddenly, an elongated shadow reflected from behind him onto the floor in front of him.

Yang Junfei suddenly felt that all the muscles and joints in his whole body could not move, and even made a "clucking" sound. That's trembling!I was trembling!He suppressed the fear in his heart and tried to turn his already stiff neck back, hoping to see what the person or object that frightened him was. Before he could see clearly, a feeling of pain spread from his neck to his whole body, rushing into his brain. When the brain is numb, you can't see anything... Yang Junfei suddenly sat in a dirty and noisy dilapidated tavern, holding a glass of very low-quality beer in his hand. In the end what happened?He thought calmly. Just now I seemed to faint for some reason, what is the reason?Why can't I remember at all? Here is a bar with French colorful newspapers on the walls. Outside the window, it was already night. The world outside is brightly lit, and it can be seen that it is a small bustling city. The buildings here are not very tall, but the lines are romantic, showing a strong architectural style of the European Middle Ages, which has reached its peak. Diagonally opposite the tavern, there is also a not-so-big exhibition hall, with hand-painted posters stuck on the wall in a mess, and I don't know what they are promoting. Yang Junfei couldn't tell what this place was, but it was obvious that this place could never be China! China?When did you go to China again? Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the exhibition hall opposite. A man in a suit and leather shoes ran out of the exhibition hall in a panic with his head in his arms, and then hid in this bar. "Wine! Hurry up, give me the strongest one!" the gentleman yelled as he sat down in front of the counter. "Here we go again!" The bartender shrugged and handed him a dark brown cocktail. The gentleman grabbed the wine glass and drank it, then beat the table vigorously and muttered: "They don't like my paintings! No one likes...why? Why exactly!" The corners of his mouth trembled, his face full of tension and despair look. Yang Junfei stared at him, and suddenly felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before! "Where is it? Where?" He pointed at the corner of the table with his finger, and quickly searched for information about this person in his mind.Soon, he stood up excitedly!He remembered!This person is not, is not... Yang Junfei suppressed the shock in his heart, sat down to the left of the gentleman with a drink, and asked in French: "Excuse me, are you Vincent? Mr. Van Gogh?" The gentleman obviously hadn't recovered from the blow, and asked nervously, "You...are you also here to insult me, hit me, and smash my painting?" "What, why did I do this?" Yang Junfei was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood!God!Now I am actually in the city of Arles in the south of France in 1889. According to the "Biography of Van Gogh" he had read, Vincent?Van Gogh exhibited his work several times, but the worst one was in Arles in March 1889. Civilized people who were not used to Impressionism smashed all the paintings in his exhibition angrily, and many people even threatened to turn him into a disabled person. The incident in my memory should have happened after Van Gogh was dropped out of the Academy of Fine Arts, moved to Paris, lived in the apartment of his younger brother Theo, and got acquainted with painters such as Lautrec, Bernard, Pissarro, and Gauguin. That said, Yang Junfei was suddenly shocked!By the way, if it is really this time period, then in another sixteen months, Van Gogh will commit suicide with a pistol! But, wasn't he in Huzhou, China just now?Could this be in a dream?He pinched himself hard, it hurt so much.Didn't it mean that in dreams, people don't feel pain?So are you in a dream, or in reality? Yang Junfei sighed.Looking at Van Gogh's pitiful and shriveled appearance, maybe I can do him some small favors.Even if it's only in a dream. "I've always liked your paintings, can you sell me one?" Without thinking, Yang Junfei said something that could make historians all over the world drop their glasses. "What? What! You like my paintings and want to buy them?" Van Gogh's eyes widened in surprise, and he could hardly believe his ears. "Yes! I want to buy your painting. But you know, I don't have much money... All I can do is buy the 'Iris'!" Yang Junfei pretended to be sorry. He was full of bad thoughts, and he searched his whole body secretly just now, and he knew very well that he didn't have a single coin that could circulate in this era, and he didn't think about payment at all. I just hope that with my three-inch tongue, I will try my best to get Van Gogh to give me the painting. However, he deliberately ignored the fact that "Iris" is indeed one of Van Gogh's famous masterpieces. It is considered to be the last painting full of rhythm and harmony painted by Van Gogh in the yellow cabin. It was bought by the Japanese at a sky-high price of about 12.7 billion yen a year. It is now worth as much as $400 million, the most expensive painting in history. It's a pity that this painting was completed in May 1889. Even Vincent Van Gogh could not have known that he would paint this painting two months later! Yang Junfei couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or not. If it was really a dream, Van Gogh in the dream should not have such a clear ability to distinguish. However, Van Gogh asked in a daze: "'Iris'? What is that? I have never painted it!" "Then what paintings are there around you? Like 'Sunflower' or 'Portrait of Doctor Jia Sai'?" Yang Junfei asked unwillingly. "I put these paintings in the yellow hut, it's too far away from here! So...please come with me." Van Gogh left the counter and led Yang Junfei into the exhibition hall. This small and simple place is now like a big battle, with mess everywhere. Van Gogh pulled out a painting from under the carpet behind the door and said: "Now there is only this one left. I hid it secretly when I saw that the situation was not good. I call it 'Red Vineyard'. " Yang Junfei examined with great interest, this painting wrapped in blue floral cloth. The technique seems to be Van Gogh's usual sense of profound space, and the use of red to describe the vines is very expressive. Suddenly, he found an interesting place and asked, "Why did you paint the Arpeas woman in Britannia?" Van Gogh laughed admiringly and said, "Don't you think this can better reflect the hard work of these women?" Turning his head, he was surprised to find that the young man who had been talking to him and his painting had disappeared. "My painting was stolen!" Van Gogh rushed out the door quickly, searching for Yang Junfei. But all he saw was the stillness of the night, and the hurried figures of people coming and going on the bustling streets. Vincent?Van Gogh walked on the way home dejectedly. Too many things happened that day, and he felt really tired!But he has always been an optimistic and enthusiastic person.Before long he was laughing, laughing, laughing tears came out. "Ha, I didn't expect someone to steal my paintings. It seems that I have gradually become famous. My paintings should have some value...at least they are worth being stolen!" He muttered to himself: "Work hard! This painting... um! Let's consider it the first one sold!" Ugh... historians and those vinsons?Van Gogh's fanatical fans, I'm afraid they will never know that the buyer of that very commemorative painting - "The Red Vineyard" did not spend four hundred francs... In a dream, a guy took what they thought was the only work Van Gogh sold during his lifetime, and took it without paying a penny. But what no one would have thought was that the buyer of the "Red Vineyard" did not make a fortune, because he was floating in the dark, somewhat sticky void at the moment. Yang Junfei tried his best to keep himself calm, although he was surprised why he came to such a place suddenly. There is no light around, and at the same time, no sound can be heard. Even in an extremely quiet state, the heartbeat that must be heard seems to have stopped! But I can still clearly feel its beating...but I can't hear it! Why?Is it because there is no medium for air transmission?So what is it that you are breathing now?Or maybe I'm not breathing anymore, and everything is just my illusion... Questions rushed into his mind one after another, and Yang Junfei almost went crazy. Suddenly a shocking loud noise swept over, he looked to the extreme rear, and immediately stayed on the spot as if an electric current was passing through his whole body. In the far distance, what caught his eyes was a scene that he would never forget in his life. I saw that this seemingly infinite space was suddenly divided into two in the distance. The crack is constantly increasing, like a huge, terrifying mouth that is heart-piercing, it will ruthlessly crush the space and the darkness around it, it roars and swallows towards itself, But Yang Junfei could only watch it approaching helplessly, unable to think of any way to escape. This nasty feeling is so hopeless... Yang Junfei roared loudly to express his fear, he even closed his eyes!But the colossal beast didn't seem to be doing him any harm.The endless darkness flashed by, and the strange scene appeared again. He is still floating in the air. But this is the real sky!Gusts of wind blew across his cheeks, and he couldn't help but look down. The yellow sand was flying and blowing all over the sky. In the blue but slightly desolate sky, the hot sun that could roast fresh meat rose crazily in the far east. Clouds of sand were densely covered, making vision blurred. Yang Junfei could faintly see some light yellow protrusions scattered and proudly standing in the desert.After looking carefully, he was surprised to find that those were the Khufu Pyramids that only existed in the Sahara... Is this Egypt? He suddenly didn't understand the meaning of this inexplicable dream he had... After thinking hard for a while, Yang Junfei couldn't help but laugh. He actually wanted to understand the dream he had when he was bored. Such a move itself is meaningless.Dreams are not dreams if they really have meaning. Now that you know it's a dream, let's enjoy it to the fullest, although the dream is too clear. In this second dream, he can only watch silently in the air, unable to touch anything, it is very boring! Yang Junfei looked up a little annoyed, and suddenly, a scene that made him dumbfounded appeared in front of him. There is no continuation of the sky above me!There is no stratosphere, no ozone layer, no thermosphere, and of course no starry sky.What he saw was another time, another place. Yang Junfei felt as if he was hanging upside down in the air. What I can overlook is a huge city. The city was planned in a square shape, with a very compact structure layer by layer. It's night. A slanting moon lazily sprinkled the cold silver light on the streets and alleys. He noticed that the doors of many people's houses were open, obviously they were very confident in the law and order at that time. However, the most conspicuous ones are the two tall towers standing in the city center and the southern suburbs. One is a green brick tower in the style of a pavilion, with a solemn and simple shape. The body of the other tower is obviously made of square brick and tile structure with dense eaves, which looks very beautiful and exquisite. These two special structures, of course, can not trouble Yang Junfei who has studied ancient architecture. He immediately judged the location and time he was in now! "This is Chang'an! It's Chang'an in the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty!" He, who was always calm, began to cover his head. A large number of historical records record that in the early days of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, people's living standards and urban security reached an unprecedented level, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment without closing their homes at night. But this era that can drive historians crazy, looks so weird to him now! He seemed to be caught in the middle of two time and space like a hamburger. The body is exposed to the sun in the Sahara Desert, but the head belongs to the Tang Dynasty in China! Hey, no one will believe me if I tell it, and I'm afraid I'll be sent to a mental hospital!Fortunately, this is just a dream, just wake up. His mind became more messy, and the more he said he didn't want to, the more Yang Junfei was squeezed by a thousand thoughts, and he couldn't breathe.While he was struggling, the whole space began to change again. Darkness...it's still dark this time. There was no light, but there was a faint sound in the distance. Yang Junfei suddenly discovered that he could actually move. The neat waving of hands and feet can allow oneself to move forward a little. The resistance is very high!It was like swimming in viscous oil, which made it extremely difficult to move, but it also made Yang Junfei feel much better.After all, the feeling of not being able to move at all is really uncomfortable! A spot of light lights up ahead. The small voice began to grow louder... louder and louder, and finally formed a huge torrent that shook the eardrums. The light spots changed, and when they approached him, they turned into countless tiny existences. Suddenly, Yang Junfei's eyes brightened. In front of him was a spacious and bright church. The church was empty, except for three people standing in front of the lecture table.A man and a woman are wearing snow-white gowns and wedding dresses. "Mr. Lu Ping, are you willing to marry Miss Zhang Bingying as your wife, and love her forever regardless of poverty, disease, or pain?" In this tall cathedral, it seemed that a wedding was going on without anyone present. Lu Ping and Zhang Bingying stood quietly, they looked at each other with a resolute smile on their faces. "I am willing." Lu Ping nodded solemnly. "Then Miss Zhang Bingying, are you willing to marry Mr. Lu Ping? And regardless of poverty, disease, or pain, will you love him forever?" the pastor asked. Standing behind the two of them, Yang Junfei could no longer keep his mind calm. He could no longer care whether he was just in a dream. For seven years, he was thinking all the time. , what will happen to me? Even if it's just in a dream, he'll knock off the jaw of his best friend. Yang Junfei kept yelling and waving his hands, even trying to cover the pastor's hateful mouth. But it was all in vain, no one noticed his existence. "I am willing." Zhang Bingying said softly. Immediately, Yang Junfei felt his head explode. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had lost this woman he loved the most, and the loss was so unforgettable. Damn it!This hateful time and space, this damn state. He can't do anything, he can't save anything, he can only watch the past history, show the truth in another way, and watch Zhang Bingying leave him again, that kind of The powerless heartache made Yang Junfei almost go crazy. He knocked his head hard, and suddenly, the whole time and space changed again. It went dark, then lit up. He's fully awake...