Vol 2 Chapter 645: Horror nursery rhymes (seven)

"Hmm, I saw it." Xiao sighed and nodded again. "What do you mean?"
"I don't know." Xiaoling immediately returned.
"Oh... well..." Xiao sighed. "I thought you had solved the puzzle..."
"If I solve it, I won't say 'Come and see.'" Xiaoling looked down and looked at the little sigh beside him. "I will directly reveal the mystery of the clue, and then in your surprised eyes." I will marry the puzzle process and be complacent in my heart."
"Hey...this sounds like I am talking about it..." I couldn’t help but hear the irony in the words, so I took it.
"Ah... I don’t think it’s a teacher, but I’m quite self-aware.
Xiaoling squinted and replied.
Her referendum to the mulberry is undoubtedly a return to the previous Buu and Eubo's evaluation of himself.
"Well... the whole world knows that he is a narcissist, there is nothing to vomit." If the rain then picks up, "still put your attention on the puzzle."
"Hey--" Xiaoling vomited his tongue toward the rain and made a face. "Cousin, your elbow is turning away."
"Where did you see her elbows turned away..." The mouth twitched and twitched. "She just followed you, mocking me more in an explicit way, and making a decision." Ended this topic..."
"Oh! I know!" Just as they were a little idle, Buu, who had been looking at the wall, seemed to see something again. He said loudly, "Is this a constellation?" Hearing, he also Can't be completely sure, so he went on and said, "Look carefully... The size of these spots is different, some are as big as sesame, some are as big as mung beans, some are too small to be visible to the naked eye... maybe. When you look at a group of spots of the same size and look at it, you can see the star map and the like..."
"No..." I couldn’t help but interrupted. "Although my astronomical knowledge is general, but for the composition of the constellation... I am still familiar..."
"Because I chased after a while, Saint Seiya." Xiao sighed in time.
"Less! You don't talk, no one is when you are dumb!" Hearing brother just wanted to show off his knowledge and play handsomely. The result was instantly revealed by Xiao sigh, and he could only come up with a solution.

诶~
After sighing, he just shrugged and made an unrecognizable expression. The little spirit beside him was laughing and patted his shoulder, his eyes as if to say... "Good job."
"Uh huh!" I felt that my brother had cleared the scorpion. "In short, according to my observation, even if these spots are divided into groups, they can not be compared with a certain constellation."
"Wait a minute." At this point, if the rain stepped forward, staring thoughtfully at the wall, "I seem...where I saw this composition..." She said, she has stepped back two steps. "You give me a bit. Let me look at the whole from a distance..."
Everyone did not say much, and immediately did what she said.
Then, if the rain stood on the distance of about three meters from the wall, the eyebrows meditation...
After three minutes. What flashed in her eyes suddenly, and her expression suddenly disappeared: "I understand!"
"I am going to... really fake?" Hearing if it rained, he couldn’t help but he couldn’t help but feel the heart. "I have used various brain speeds to analyze the spots. Even the dot-matrix and geometric coordinates on the data level are all taken into account... but there is still no clue. You just stand there. For three minutes, actually said that I have 'understood'?"
"Xiaoling. Give me a few shots filled with gunpowder." If the rain is a word, immediately start acting.
She took the bullets handed by Xiao Ling and walked over to the wall.
Hey - a few whispers came, this is the sound of rain if you use your fingers to open the bullets...
Then, she used some of her right and ring finger to pick up some gunpowder in the shell and smear it on the wall.
"These spots of different sizes do have different effects." If the rain is applied, explain it. "For example, this marks the frame line around a larger pattern; and this means color. Filling; and this... means a single line segment."
With her explanation, the graphics on the wall became more abundant and clear. In a short time, all the spots were covered by black gunpowder, and the wall showed a complete "painting".
However... the remaining five people still don’t understand that this is awkward.

Is this... some kind of puzzle?
Looking at the six black, various patterns on the wall (there are two pieces close to the geometry, and the other four seem to be the silhouette of the object, but the shape is irregular) I feel like trying to ask.
"Can't you see it?" If the rain picks up, "This is "bottle, glass and violin"."
"Ha?" The reaction of the teammates was surprisingly consistent.

Hey...
Li Ruoyu sighed deeply and explained,
The Bottle, the Glass and the Violin is a charcoal-coloured painting painted by Picasso in 1912.
She pointed to the wall,
I will copy it myself. I can't reach such high precision, but relying on those spots, there is this one in front of us..."
"Reassured, I guess that only you have seen the original work in this house... Even if there is a big difference, we can't see it."
"So... the clue we have now is... ‘bottle’, ‘glass cup’, and ‘violin’?
Xiao Ling approached.
"Oh... should there be 'Picasso' and '1912'?" Buu added.
"Expanding the mind, you can also use this clue to be derived from ‘wine’ and ‘music’...
Feng Jie felt his chin and thought.
"I think it's too shallow..." If the rain has come to the side of the seal, and grabbed the latter's clothes, began to wipe the hand... She wiped and read, "from" From the perspective of comprehensive cubism, this painting does not take the real object as the starting point, and decomposes the object image toward the basic element, but uses the basic element as the starting point to transform the basic shape and the block surface into objective objects. The pattern has gained a more objective reality by discarding the painting and brushstrokes. These blocks...show the world outside the painting on one hand and the organic combination on the other. The unity and independence of the painting's own world."
"Don't dare to say something we can understand?" Among the five unconscious listeners, only after I heard this passage, I dare to go back to this sentence.
"Well ~" If the rain looks like a disgusted look at the brother, the arm refers to the wall: "Now, pick up your catapult, try to see the wall graphics 'suck' out." Continued.)