Chapter 472

Gao Ge didn't understand the problem.

Why is the bronze mirror in the star map gone, but the fifth star map in your body has become the pattern of bronze mirror.

There must be some connection between the two, but what is the key, which makes Gao Song wonder.

I always feel.

This is the rhythm of great events!

……

On the top of the mountain.

An old man in a Zhongshan suit, about 70 years old, was accompanied by some young people.

Lao Li took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and smoked one by one with the old man. The rest, under the guidance of the old man, spliced a layer of stone tablets that had been scraped off.

"Mr. mu, I didn't expect that you are still on the front line! It's reasonable to say that you should have retired long ago, shouldn't you?" Lao Li said with a smile.

Old wood sighed and said, "not yet!"

"Ha, Mr. mu, according to me, you should have retired long ago. You have two sons, and both of them have great achievements. Why struggle on the first line? Isn't it better to raise flowers and vegetables at home every day?"

"Oh, no, my eldest son asked me to go to the capital, and my second son asked me to go to Haicheng." Lao Mu took a smoke.

"That's not very good! They are so filial." Lao Li haha said.

Old wood stared: "what a fart! My eldest son is in Beijing and my second son is in Haicheng!"

Lao Li: "

I can't take that anymore.

Just then, a young man ran over.

"Wood, it's done, but it's still incomplete."

"Let's go and have a look first." Mulao said to Lao Li.

Lao Li nodded quickly and stamped out the cigarette end in his hand.

"Remember to take all the cigarette butts away when you leave!" Wood old frowned and said, also put out the cigarette butts in his hand and threw them into a small plastic bag.

"Yes..." Lao Li nodded quickly.

The previous rupture of the stone tablet was confusing.

In Mu Lao's words, the rupture of the stone tablet is completely unreasonable, as if someone had blown it open with explosives.

Although they are splicing as much as possible, they still lose a lot. It is impossible to spell it completely.

At this point, wood and others have no way.

"Old mu, is this what is hidden in the stone tablet?" Lao Li asked.

Old wood nodded. He still had a pair of white gloves on his hand and a pair of glasses around his neck. He took a few steps forward and frowned carefully.

Lao Li was also watching. He didn't have any professional angle and said, "woody, what's carved on it is a pattern, isn't it?"

"Good." The wooden old man said, "although this picture lacks a part, it can also be seen simply. Now we need to sweep away the dust on it to make this stone painting completely present, otherwise you can't understand it now."

Lao Li murmured in his heart.

What do you mean we don't understand.

If you don't deal with it, even you can't see it, okay?

Someone took a toolbox and opened it. There were wood brushes of various materials in it.

The wooden old man chose it, and finally took a soft brush and began to brush the dust on the stone tablet. After all, this stone tablet has existed for many years. I'm afraid that the content on the stone tablet will be damaged accidentally. In addition, there is a girl in a brown coat, holding a camera in her hand, taking photos in all directions.

There was also a middle-aged man with a drawing board in front of him, drawing with a pen against the stone tablet.

Lao Li was a little curious. He thought that since someone took a picture, why should someone draw next to him?

What's more, there must be no photos taken of the painted things. Good!

Whether in terms of work efficiency or function, this camera is better than painting. I don't know how much!

However, Lao Li's problem was reprimanded by Mu Lao.

"No learning, no skill! What do you know? Tell me, what do you know? Photography is photography, painting is painting, and everything you shoot can be seen by your naked eye, but painting is different. We can make up and restore as much as possible. What we can't see, but we can make up through speculation and brain."

After listening to Mu Lao's words, Lao Li also suddenly realized.

It turns out that there are so many statements here

"There's always a golden monkey up here, isn't it?" Lao Li asked.

"Can you see and ask me?" Mu Lao make complaints about the stone tablets.

Lao Li was very angry.

Hum.

Smoke my cigarette and treat me like this

While cleaning the stone tablet, the middle-aged man drew a picture and frowned from time to time, as if he had encountered a very difficult problem. After waiting for a moment, the old man was relieved, turned his face, looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "what's the matter with Xiao Wu?"

"OK." The middle-aged man smiled and handed over the drawing board in his hand.

Lao Li quickly leaned over and looked at it with his neck askew.

"This mountain is where we are now. The monkey is a little scary! Hmm? The monkey still holds an iron chain in his hand. What is the function of the iron chain?"

"One end of the chain is in the monkey's hand. Although the other end is missing, we can imagine, Xiao Wu, why not add it?" Wood old frown said.

"The range of options is too large. I really don't know how to add it." Xiao Wu said helplessly.

The wooden old man nodded and touched his chin with one hand: "so, what is the iron chain in the monkey's hand and tied at the other end?"

A group of people stood on the mountain thinking.

Lao Li took out his mobile phone and wanted to tell Gao Ge Tang Jiusi about the news, but he found that the other party was not in the service area. Think about it and know how bad the signal in the mountain would be.

At this time, Lao Li was a little anxious. From time to time, he would take a look at the time on his mobile phone and say, "why don't you come out yet..."

In the mountains, singing was finally confirmed.

The bronze mirror on the fifth star map is the one I got at the moon watching peak before.

Weird.

It's weird!

Although it is said that the bronze mirror has some functions, it is more chicken ribs. In the view of singing, even if the bronze mirror is lost, he doesn't care. Anyway, he won't cause any trouble to himself.

But the bronze mirror suddenly became his fifth star map.

Nima can't stand it!

The star maps that have been completely lit up in front have brought great benefits to singing.

Now, changing this bronze mirror is a huge loss for singing, or irreversible.

Is it difficult? What else is the function of this bronze mirror that you don't know?

While he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a strange voice.

"Hum, you stupid fool."

The voice was clean and thorough, and full of contempt for singing.