Chapter 14

In this night's castle, in this old study full of stale atmosphere, Dewey just stood under the candlelight around, quietly raised his head, looking up at the painting on the wall. After a brief silence, Dewey didn't get a response from the other party.

He seemed to frown: "won't answer?"

The face in the painting still looks into Dewey's eyes.

Dewey laughed, but it was a little unkind. He walked slowly over, then pushed over a high staircase, climbed up the bookshelf, and reached out his hands to try to take down the painting.

The man in the painting just showed a little panic on his face. In the painting, his eyes looked at Dewey's face with panic in his eyes.

"Hoo Dewey forced the painting off the wall. Obviously, such a heavy thing can hardly be carried by a weak and gentle teenager like Dewey. Dewey felt his arm sore. But to his surprise, there was nothing behind the painting!

It's not an institution! It's not someone hiding behind the painting to see themselves! It's the painting itself!

Dewey was a little more serious and came down the stairs with the painting in his hand.

The faces in the paintings are bitter, and the eyes are even more uneasy.

"What are you?" Du Wei said in a deep voice: "a living figure in the painting?"

The eyes in the painting are a little dodgy.

"Well, this painting is the portrait of the ancestor of the Rowling family who was the marshal of the Empire in those years... You can't be the ancestor who came back to life, can you?" Dewey laughed, then shook his head and said, "it doesn't make sense. Because that ancestor is more than 200 years old. This painting is obviously drawn by later generations to remember their ancestors. I still have that question... What are you? "

Asked for a while, did not answer, Du Wei sank his face: "Oh, won't say? Then don't regret it. "

He pointed to the candlesticks around him: "you see, there are many candles here. If you don't speak, I will set you on fire. Guess if I dare? "

With that, he turned around and took a lighted candle, slowly approaching the painting.

The faces of the people in the oil painting suddenly changed, and they were all worried and begging for mercy in their eyes. They looked at the candles and flames in Dewey's hands. The man in the painting can only look at Dewey with a worried face.

Just as the fire was about to touch the canvas, Dewey moved the candle away and nodded: "well, it seems that you really can't speak? Can you talk? "

The man in the painting shook his head.

"So, what are you?" Dewey's eyes are glowing! A living painting! Is it something magical?

For Dewey's question, oil painting can't answer it. After getting out of the danger of being burned, the people in the painting seem to take a long breath, and then look at Dewey with interest.

Dewey tried to ask some questions about the painting, but it was difficult to communicate because the other side could not speak. Oil painting can only reluctantly nod and shake his head. This kind of communication, after working hard for a long time, did not ask anything.

One person, one painting, just staring at each other.

At this time, a big clock on the wall of the study rings slowly! It's midnight!

Dewey suddenly seems to see a ray of light from the eyes of the characters in the oil painting slowly out! Then I heard a sigh in my ear!

Although the voice was a little erratic, Dewey could hear it clearly. It was the voice of sighing!

"Listen! Because I was in a kind of magic, so in the middle of the night, I can speak briefly. When the clock is over, I can't make a sound again! Now I'll just say it once! There is a hidden secret room in this study! There are some treasures in the secret room! I can show you how to get those treasures, and then I need your help. One of them can remove the magic from me. "

Dewey opened his eyes wide and looked at the painting. "Are you talking?"

"Yes! There's no time to explain. " The voice of the oil painting said quickly: "now you start to check from the third oil painting on the wall. There are instructions on it. You follow the instructions. If you are not a fool, you should be able to find it... "

Dong!

After midnight, with the end of the last bell, the light in the eyes of the characters in the oil painting gradually disappeared. Then the voice stopped.

Dewey looked up and down at the painting, and the people in it were looking at him, too, with a pleading expression on his face.

"Oh, you said you were under a spell, didn't you?" Du Wei said with a smile: "you said that there is a secret room in the study. There is a treasure in the secret room that can let you remove Magic. Is that right? "

Every time he asked, the man in the painting nodded his head. There was an expression of desire on his face.

"Well, then, what's in it for me?" "Why should I help you?" laughs Dewey

The face of the figure in the painting changed, and then the color of prayer in his eyes became more intense, as if he was desperately trying to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word“ Forget it. Anyway, I think it's strange. It's to satisfy my curiosity. " Du Weiyang raised his hand, then climbed up the ladder to the bookshelf, and carefully observed the third oil painting on the wall according to the hints of the figures in the painting when the bell rang just now. The third oil painting is also a portrait of an ancestor of the Rowling family, who is dressed in a Navy General's uniform and has a serious face. Dewey examined the painting carefully for a while, but could not see any trace from it. He even tried to move the painting away and check the back, but he got nothing. Dewey stood on the stairs and thought carefully for a while. He was not anxious, but patiently re examined every detail. After checking again and again for three times with no result, Dewey suddenly felt a move in his heart and carefully looked at the characters in the painting... Well, the eyes of the characters in the painting... Look straight ahead. Dewey's heart moved! Immediately along the direction of the figure's eyes looking at the past search! This is on the opposite wall! The figure in the picture seems to be looking at a knight's chopping sword hanging on the opposite wall! Dewey immediately pushed the stairs across the room. So back and forth toss let a 13-year-old boy's physical strength some cannot bear. But he was driven by a strong inner curiosity. After checking the knight's chopping sword on the wall, Dewey found that the blade of the chopping sword was pointing to the bookshelf nearby! He fumbled along the direction of the bookshelf. Finally, finally, he found out! On the cross beam of the bookshelf, Du Wei felt a line of uneven marks. He sank a little and felt it for a while, and finally found that it was actually a line of words! However, these words are written in reverse! Therefore, if someone accidentally touches the flower here, if they don't observe it carefully, they will only think it is an ordinary pattern. A line written completely in the opposite direction, Dewey read it carefully“ The answer is in the night sky, and the huge spoon is the key to the direction Dewey couldn't help laughing bitterly. What is this? Riddles? He sighed, slid down the stairs, and simply sat cross legged on the floor, holding his head and pondering the riddle“ The night sky... The huge spoon... "Finally, Dewey stood up, and his face showed hope again. What are the stars in the night sky! What about the giant spoon? Then you don't have to ask, it must be the Big Dipper! Isn't the shape of the Big Dipper in the sky just like a huge spoon? Dewey figured this out and immediately searched the bookshelves in his study! Stars... Stars... The study has something to do with stars... Well, it must be the bookshelf for astrology books! Soon, through the index catalog, Dewey found a special bookshelf for astrology books. He laboriously climbed up to look for it, and then, according to the "spoon", he carefully fumbled in the seventh row of the bookshelf. He almost looked through the books one by one, and finally... When he twitched a book, he obviously felt that the book was extremely heavy! It's a Book of metal! Moreover, after a twitch, there was a dull click of the wheel in the wall... Finally, the whole bookshelf slowly turned itself. Behind the bookshelf, on the wall, there was a dark entrance... (please support it, help Xiao Wu's new book to make the list, OK?)-