Chapter 1821: Mysterious island 45

Chapter 1821 Mysterious Island 45
"How long have they been going?" Feng Qing waited a little impatient.
Bei Yuxi took a look at the time and calculated it in his heart. "It has been four and a half hours."
Feng Qing stood up. "Don't wait, Laozi is starving to death. Let's eat first."
"Let's wait."
Feng Qing had to wait and wait, in the process of waiting, the north rains more and more uneasy.
"We don't think it's right." Bei Yuyu looked dignified. "We used to look for them."
Feng Qing frowned, and some were unhappy. "Don't worry, if you don't get it, they will come back later."
Bei Yuyu shook his head. "No. If they are coming back, they must be here now. It is already dark. They will not know what to face this evening. They must have encountered something that prevented them from returning."

"Go, we used to look for them." Bei Yuxi said, he stood up, took the knife from the kitchen, and handed one of the knives to Feng Qing.
Feng Qing took over with the opportunity. "It is really troublesome."
Although he said this in his mouth, he followed the north rain to the east hall.
The east hall and the west hall are far apart. The two walked for ten minutes before they walked to the east hall. They saw the dark corridors dark, and the wall lamps in the corridors were instantly lit when they appeared.
The sudden light made the two people close their eyes subconsciously. When it is time to adapt to the glare, this will open your eyes.
The northern rain squatted at the slamming wall lamp and smashed it.
Feng Qing noticed her strangeness and could not help but ask: "What?"
"It's okay." Although her mouth said so, her expression was tight.
"Let's go. I don't know where the three of them went." Feng Qing was dissatisfied.
The two walked side by side, and when they got to one place, they found that one of the doors was half open.
Feng Qing pushed the door open and the electric torch in his hand entered the house.
After the rain was found in the north rain, the entire room was instantly lit.
The two looked around at the house. This room is not a guest room, nor a master bedroom. It is a studio with a statue of a plaster statue. These statues are full-length statues, which are different from those in the general art theater.
When the eyes of the Northern Rains passed over these portraits, the brows wrinkled slightly.
"Strange." She whispered in her mouth.
"What is strange?" Feng Qing looked around and did not see anything wrong with this studio.

Do you think there are some problems with these portraits?
Bei Yuyu said.
When Feng Qing heard her words, she carefully glanced at the paintings in the house. A picture of the scene was beautiful and beautiful. Even people who did not understand painting and calligraphy felt that these paintings were very good.
However, he can't see it. What's strange about these words.
"What's the problem? I can't see it." Feng Qing said frankly.
The portrait of Bei Yu Yan pointed to one side. "You see these paintings, they are all oil paintings, and these statues are in a unified style with the paintings here. If you look at this side again, all of them are landscape paintings. This is two A very different style."
"What is so strange? The people who painted these paintings liked to paint oil paintings before, but they didn't like it later. They should paint landscape paintings." Feng Qing said with no intention.
The northern rain does not think so, because once the artist selects a style, he will not change it temporarily and change another one.
Ps: seventh, seventh, and more...
In front of the head of the ink, I saw a small strong, in order to catch the little strong, it took a lot of effort, it was considered to let the ink master catch.
It’s just the discovery of tragedy. For a little strong, I wasted half an hour.
Tears rushed...
Xiaoqiang, you still have me half an hour.
(End of this chapter)