"You mean he didn't have eyes when he was painting?" Qin Mu asked quickly. After Jingqiu nodded, he was in a state of shock. He looked at it and said, "Is it the world in the mirror?"

"The world in the mirror comes to the real world?" Shi Ran understood what Qin Mu said at the first time, and quickly said, and then thought for a while, he felt something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "Aren't these people who have signed contracts with the Dading? Why are they involved in the world in the mirror?"

"I don't know," Qin Mu said blankly, glanced at the picture depicting his funeral, and said with some confusion: "Is the big tripod just a medium?"

"What are you talking about?" Jingqiu looked at the two of them with confusion, and then said, "Do you still need to see other paintings?"

Qin Mu glanced at the paintings on the ground and for a moment, it was impossible to see all these things. However, Qin Mu in the mirror once said that Xue Han painted the future. Since it was the future, Qin Mu had to read them all.

"All the paintings are here?" Qin Mu looked at the paintings and asked quickly.

"There are some paintings in the storage cabinet that were the earliest days, and he never wanted to take them out, so I didn't ask too much." Jingqiu thought for a while and said, "On weekdays, Xue Han is the only one who comes here to paint. When he draws, he usually doesn't let people watch it. I guess he looks too weird, so he asked this, but once, I watched it secretly."

Jingqiu said this, while walking to the computer, searching for other paintings from the computer, and then continued: "There are many of these paintings, and there are many pencil drafts... but after Xue Han painted them, they all hid them. I looked for them... it should be this safe."

Qin Mu and Shu Ran looked at each other, Shu Ran began to collect all the other paintings, while Qin Mu was responsible for taking photos.

Instead of reading every picture in this place, it is better to take a photo directly and go back and read it slowly.

However, when taking pictures, Qin Mu couldn't help but take a look at some patterns.

Jingqiu was still looking for the legendary safe, but it seemed that he was in trouble. Qin Mu was not in a hurry. There were hundreds of pictures alone, and each one was quite large. I really don’t understand that Xuehan just drew a simple pencil draft at the beginning, but he wanted to draw it like this. It was so big. Isn’t this a waste of ink?

However, the thoughts of rich people are definitely different from those of ordinary people.

Qin Mu thought so, while taking pictures seriously, most of these paintings were mainly characters and rarely saw the scenery. Of course, except for the huge paintings underground, none of these people knew Qin Mu. They were all painted in the style of comics. He could not even see Qin Mu's photos. Is this his own?

"Look at whether this person looks like you?" Qin Mu suddenly stopped while taking the photo, pointed to the painting in front of him and said.

Qin Mu just glanced at these paintings when he was taking pictures, but when he saw the one in front of him, Qin Mu was a little uneasy. The painting in front of him was a bald man holding a girl's hand and walking around, but he was not wearing a monk's robe.

"..." The monk looked at the picture with a little dull look. After Qin Mu laughed out loud, he couldn't help but say, "Get out, do you think it's me who bald you are."

"Look, there are ring scars on their heads. Who are you?" Qin Mu smiled and said, "I didn't expect that when you saw a girl, she was a monk Hua. When did it be? Xuehan actually drew it."

"Go," the monk put the painting aside and said angrily: "Why don't you talk so much nonsense? Hurry up and finish the filming and go home."

"Tsk tsk, blushed." Qin Mu couldn't help laughing, looked at the woman in the painting more, and said, "I have to pay attention to see which gentle woman will hold your hand in the future, and from then on, she will fall into the world."

The monk could no longer speak. He picked up a picture from the ground that had not been taken, handed it to Qin Mu, and asked him to take a photo: "Okay, do you know if it is me? Even if it is me, who knows if it is true? Take a photo quickly, don't wait a while."

"If it was you, it would be true." Jingqiu took over the conversation at this time: "When Xuehan was drawing these, he was in a state of meditation. According to himself, at that time, he entered the future world, witnessed all this, and then drew down everything he saw."

Jingqiu said this and walked towards the storage room with a solemn look on her face: "The other paintings seem to be hidden in this safe, but... I don't know the password of the safe..." Jingqiu seemed a little hesitant when she spoke.

"But try?" Qin Mu said to Jingqiu while taking other photos. The warehouse is quite empty, so when Qin Mu talks to the other party, he slightly raised his voice, and the empty place is even echoed.

"It should be possible, this safe was available when I was very young." Jingqiu said with a frown.

Qin Mu looked at the time on his phone and said with a smile: "Then try it slowly. We have taken all the photos here and come to help you. I have a lot of effort to relieve myself. Then, let him help you open it."

Jingqiu laughed, her voice clear and pleasant: "It's not that easy, really. This is an imported safe. My father bought it at a high price."

Shu Ran didn't say anything, just scratched the back of his head and smiled. Qin Mu said with some confusion: "You are willing to ask a question, you are not allowed to get angry."

"If I were angry, I would have been angry for a long time. When would you ever be polite?" Jingqiu said unhappy while studying the safe.

Qin Mu thought about it, and treated Jingqiu either kidnapped or kidnapped along the way, and never been gentle, just because of that big tripod.

He smiled unnaturally, but he still asked the question in his heart: "I'm very surprised that you always call Xuehan's name instead of his father. You seem to... have little to do with your father?"

"No." Jingqiu was not angry at all, but said calmly: "I am not afraid of my father, but my father is different from ordinary people. This is what he asked himself. Since he drew the drawings, he has started to call him like this. I have a strange relationship with him, it seems that he is a father, but it seems that he is not."

After Jingqiu said this, Qin Mu had no words. This was someone else's family matter after all, and he was just curious.
Chapter completed!