Reborn in that autumn

The next day, Wang Yu sat in the yard for a while, and the person in charge of security came to tell him that he had discovered something.

Wang Jinghong also came over and said: "There was a discovery, in the bedroom and study, at the same time."

Wang Yu replied: "Just now the person in charge of security told me that there were also found in Tongjia Garden."

Wang Jinghong asked: "What should we do? Where to go first?"

Wang Yu thought for a while, stood up and said, "Let's go to the bedroom and study first!"

"Let's see what's going on first?"

Wang Jinghong replied: "Follow me!"

After Wang Jinghong finished speaking, he led the way.

As he walked, he said to Wang Yu: "Master"

Wang Yu said: "Don't call me Young Master, call me Brother Wang. In this era, it is not popular to call Young Master. I am not a Young Master either. Now I am just a bad old man who is not too old."

Wang Jinghong said: "Okay, young master, no, it's Brother Wang."

"Brother Wang, what we have discovered so far is a dark room or a secret room, we don't know."

"Because according to your instructions, no one went in or opened it. We don't know what is inside, so I asked them to wait where they were and asked them not to move."

Wang Yu replied: "You are right. It is right to stay where you are. I am just going to take a look today."

"It's not necessary to go in. Without sufficient preparation, I can't lead these children to act rashly. It would be bad if an accident happens. They are all raised by their parents."

"You can let them go back wherever they came from. If something happens, although we can afford to pay compensation, it is a living life!"

"The Dong family is good at using poison, we must be on guard against it! It's always better to be careful."

Wang Jinghong replied: "Brother Wang is right, I think the same way."

While talking, the two of them came to the bedroom and entered the room. Wang Jinghong introduced: "The discovery here is in a painting."

Wang Yu said: "A painting, a scroll? It's still behind the scroll. What's wrong with the painting?"

"Brother Wang, it's not a scroll, nor is it behind the scroll, it's a whole wall."

"The entire wall is full of paintings. We didn't think there was anything wrong with it at first. We just thought it was just a mural. The carvings were so lifelike that most people wouldn't be able to spot them. We all missed them several times."

"Just before I left, my son discovered it. He felt that there shouldn't be a seam in the middle of the whole wall of paintings and carvings. Although the seam was very small, it kind of messed up the beauty of the whole painting."

"This is thanks to his friend who is fond of murals. He takes him everywhere to look at them every day. He has seen a lot. Although he is not interested in it, there is still a subtle influence."

As Wang Jinghong said this, he also brought Wang Yu to the wall.

Wang Yu looked at the painting in front of him and saw the small gap across the painting that Wang Jinghong had made with his hand.

He opened his mouth and said: "When you look at the mural in front of you from a distance, you probably can't really see it."

"Looking up close, it feels a bit abrupt. There are mountains and mountains, blue water like a mirror, green mountains floating on the water, and graceful reflections. The scenery on both sides of the river is like a Baili Gallery. On the vast river, the smoke waves are rippling with the shadows of mountain-shaped towers. The sharp-knife-like hills are carrying a few wisps. In the milky white fog, a slender line can be vaguely seen. The river cuts through the mountains and walls, and rushes down with great momentum; it rushes down.

After Wang Yu finished speaking, he asked: "Have you tried opening it?"

Wang Jinghong replied: "No, but after knocking, I can confirm that it is empty."