Soul Painter

Chapter 465 Soul of a City

A painter buys a horse bone at a thousand dollars.

The citizens of Paris sold him a pile of more expensive "horse bones" according to the painter's request.

Gao Fan then received more items such as 'Bricks of the Bastille', 'Fragments of the Napoleonic Code', 'Machete Fragments of the Guillotine that cut off the head of Louis XVI', etc., all of which have a legendary life Junk object of the story.

The reason why these objects were judged to be fake and garbage was because none of them passed the identification of the 'World' technique.

"Gao, I don't understand." Ana Armas was asking.

She used the 'world' technique to describe the brick of the 'Bastille', and extended the entire Bastille from it, and also used the mysterious 'Paris Blue', this painting did not appear Nothing special, but according to Gao Fan, the world in this painting should be able to come alive.

"What does it mean to be alive?" Anna asked, "Is it like Boston in your inspiration hall?"

By Gao Fan's side, Anna can share Gao Fan's Hall of Inspiration, and she can see the 'worlds' in the Hall of Inspiration. Of course, after being polluted by the gods, Gao Fan has closed the Hall of Inspiration to Anna, because it is very dangerous.

"If you just live in inspiration, using the 'World' technique is enough." Gao Fan said, "When you add the 'Paris Blue Pigment' made from the 'Eternal Dye', it will be even more amazing~"

As for how amazing it is.

Gao Fan couldn't tell.

Have to continue to experiment.

The key to the experiment is a coordinate. .

A soul coordinate with the memory of Paris city.

It's not these historical 'garbage'.

Gao Fan looked at these "garbage" and felt that the people of Paris were either too smart, thinking that Gao Fan was a fool and they were cheating him; What you want is not necessarily the relics related to some great events, but one after another relics representing the souls of ordinary human beings.

...

the next day.

It is raining in Paris.

Under the dark sky, the rain poured on the glass like a curtain.

Gao Fan was wearing a blanket, sitting in the studio, painting those relics and garbage—although they are relatively fake, what if there are real ones in them?

Anna was sitting on one side, with a drawing board in front of her. Gao Fan was drawing "Fragments of Napoleon's Code", and she was drawing "The Fragmented Blade That Beheaded Louis XVI". If it's true, there will be a miracle. Unfortunately, Anna has not seen the so-called "miracle" so far.

Firewood was burning in the fireplace, and the flames fluttered outwards, bringing a scorched warmth.

This apartment has no heating, because there was no heating in the 19th century, the apartment was regarded as a cultural building, and the cultural relics management department wanted it to maintain the style of the 19th century, even if Lawrence de Govan bought it, the cultural relics management department still had to check it regularly , to see if the apartment has been damaged.

Lawrence was sitting on a rocking chair in front of the fireplace, with coffee in one hand and a book in the other, looking leisurely.

Although Anna and Lawrence have their own rooms and studios, they both like to stay by Gao Fan's side. Maybe it's because they have been separated from Gao Fan for too long, and they miss him?

On this rainy day that seems to be gently submerging Paris, the three of them sat quietly indoors, each doing their own work, without talking to each other, but a sense of quiet comfort refilled the space after a few months. Everyone's heart.

In my apartment on the Charles River in Boston in the past few months, those worries and doubts have become the comfort flowing in my heart at this moment.

ding dong~

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Gao Fan and Anna didn't respond. When they were concentrating on creating, they had to react for a while before they could start running when there was an earthquake.

Lawrence stood up and straightened his tie—he put on his custom-made suit again. The news of Gao Fan's resumption of creation, and the welcome that Gao Fan received in Paris, brought back the spirit of his agent.

open the door.

Lawrence saw a middle-aged woman with a scarf on her head, and she was holding a black box in her hand. The drizzle in March made her lips slightly blue, and her well-maintained face, as well as her slender fingers, They are all telling Lawrence that this is a well-educated woman, and her plain clothes also show that her financial situation is not good.

"Hi ma'am." Lawrence noticed the wedding ring on her finger, "how can I help you?"

"I heard...you are collecting the city's relics. Does my daughter's relic count?" the middle-aged woman asked.

...

Lawrence placed a chair by the fire to warm the lady, for which she was grateful and grateful.

When Gao Fan and Anna appeared, the lady stood up awkwardly, and Gao Fan smiled and handed her a cup of coffee, which moved the lady almost to tears.

Next, the lady told her experience, not complicated, that is, the war destroyed her life and family, and before that, her daughter had passed away, and now, what she holds in her hands is her daughter His ashes, as well as his daughter's diary, photos and other life records.

"I don't know if this is a relic of the city, my daughter was born in this city, lives in this city, she is a reporter, and she is still engaged in the art-related industry, if she is still alive, knowing can She will be very happy to be in close contact with a great painter like you."

When sending the lady away, Gao Fan asked Lawrence to give her the highest reward so far, which was 3,000 US dollars. This is a huge sum of money in Paris at the moment, enough to keep her without food for a period of time. worried.

When the envelope containing US dollars was received, the lady bowed her head, concealed her shame, and hurriedly turned away.

After the lady left, Laurence sighed.

Lawrence saw her shame, and said, "It's embarrassing to live in such poverty that you have to sell your daughter's ashes for money~"

"That's why we can get such a treasure~" Gao Fan took the black box and stroked it gently, "I will treat you well~"

"Little brother, what on earth are you going to do..." Lawrence looked at this scene a little creepy, a little perverted.

"Of course it is used as painting materials." Gao Fan said, while flipping through the diary that was placed with the black box, looking at the date of death of this Parisian girl, well, just two years ago, she died in a car accident The one who died was only 22 years old.

Open her photo again.

Gao Fan saw that this was a tall, beautiful and naughty girl.

In the photo, the girl is standing in front of an old castle. There is a line of French written on the sign next to the old castle. Gao Fan knows a little French, but not as much as Lawrence. Lawrence travels to and from European countries all the year round, and he is very proficient in French. Of course, Anna is more proficient, she is a language genius.

"What's this writing?" Gao Fan asked Anna.

"Fort Racine." Anna replied.

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