Autumn is here, and the weather is getting colder.
Lao Li couldn't help but wrap up his autumn clothes, feeling that he had made a mistake.
My dressing experience in previous years is no longer useful today.
It's time to wear cotton pants...
Outside the museum, playful children ran past quickly.
Lao Li glanced twice through the glass door, feeling a little uneasy.
tnd, why do you get old without realizing it?
Lao Li sighed, feeling that he was still fighting with the two gouzi in the village yesterday.
In a blink of an eye, that guy has been buried for almost three years.
Today is a day when the museum is closed, and there are not many people in the museum.
Lao Li roasted over the electric fire for a while, feeling that his lower body was a little warm, and his upper body just warmed up a little.
"When...when..."
At this moment, the big clock in the museum rang several times.
Of course it wasn't caused by someone.
It is the latest special design in the museum.
Lao Li doesn't know much about motor design, mechanical structure, etc.
If he were to learn, he would naturally be able to understand everything.
But Lao Li feels that as people get older, they have no energy anymore.
Why bother forcing yourself to learn something that you are not interested in?
He got up, turned off the electric stove, and walked around the museum.
This museum is not big and the exhibits are limited.
Lao Li still has quite a lot of affection for them.
Many of them were brought in with his help.
As he walked, Lao Li felt something was wrong.
He couldn't tell what was wrong.
He is very familiar with this museum.
Childless, he regards this museum, which has hosted nearly half a century of his life, as his final destination.
Wandering day and night, he clearly remembered every nook and cranny in the museum.
Lao Li turned his head suspiciously and looked around.
Still haven't seen anything strange.
He subconsciously touched the first aid bottle hanging around his neck.
The cold touch of his fingers made him feel peaceful.
He returned to his seat and couldn't help but look inside the museum.
He couldn't explain it, he just felt it was a little weird.
It was as if, in that place where sunlight and shadow intertwined, there was an invisible presence staring at him quietly.
So, how to verify the existence of an invisible being?
This seems to be a philosophical question?
Lao Li's eyes passed through the area where light and shadow intertwined, and he looked at the collection in the display cabinet not far away.
That is an ancient tripod.
Compared with other exhibits, it can be regarded as a relatively senior "seniority".
Its origins are quite bumpy, and it almost caused a sensation.
But in the end it fell into obscurity and was transferred to this museum, where it has remained unchanged for many years.
Judging from the shape, this tripod should be a wok tripod.
However, its specifications are somewhat more compact than most of the small tripods unearthed.
This has caused a lot of controversy in the archaeological community.
But in the end, no convincing conclusion was reached.
This is normal:
In the eyes of ordinary people, history is always serious and full of regularities.
But in fact, it is just like the magical reality shown in modern times.
Human beings in ancient times were not necessarily very rigid.
And those inspirations based on the sudden whims of individuals often cause great trouble to future generations.
Lao Li never bothered with this.
He only needs to protect these ancient treasures so that they will not be ruined in his own hands.
And just then:
"Buzz!"
Lao Li couldn't help but rub his eyes.
He clearly saw:
The ancient tripod, which was placed safely in the display cabinet, suddenly trembled!
It's strange to say, it's obviously just an ordinary, natural vibration that seems to follow some kind of vibration.
But Lao Li seemed to feel some kind of joyful emotion.
It was as if I had been away for many years and returned to my hometown.
The scene when the old dog froze for a moment, then swooped over.
They say animals are heartless.
But it remembers you...
Lao Li shook his head, and then pulled out the self-defense stick from the side.
He walked carefully towards the display cabinet.
Although the museum is closed, the door is still open, but there is a closed sign outside.
It was broad daylight now, so Lao Li felt that nothing should go wrong.
But I'm also afraid that some fool will get involved.
The movie's bank robbery: careful planning, careful thinking, and excellent force.
Realistic bank robbery: Do you want to do it? Do it!... "News: The *** suspect has been arrested..."
Over the years, Lao Li has seen too many idiots.
However, when he walked all the way to the display cabinet, he didn't see anything unusual.
It's just that there's a vague smell in the air...
Lao Li smelled it carefully, but he couldn't tell what it smelled like.
It's like the wildness of a child who took a sudden look deep into the lush old forest, or like the smoke of a fire after the grass stalks grow wantonly and the vines fill the sky.
Many complex senses linger in the invisible gas.
In a trance, Lao Li had a strange sense of sight, as if he had traveled through a thousand years and returned to the wild land.
If it’s broken, it’s not because the cauldron is broken!
Lao Li suddenly thought of a possibility.
But he couldn't do it directly to avoid causing secondary damage.
I just quickly took out my mobile phone and started reporting the situation to the person in charge of the museum.
After finishing the report, Lao Li looked at the ancient tripod that seemed to be still intact.
Its appearance seems to be no different from what Lao Li remembers.
But Lao Li frowned:
He felt inexplicably that this cauldron seemed to be missing something...
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The autumn wind howls by, bringing cool air and the aroma of cooking in the alley below.
Yi Xia was sitting on the rooftop, next to a fat cat basking in the sun, staring at him warily.
This is a small city in Zhongzhou.
Not to mention high-rise buildings, the style of private housing is indeed different from that in Liucheng.
After using the Nuo method yesterday, Yi Xia rushed here overnight.
Although the high-speed rail does not pass directly through here.
But it is also possible to reach the nearest urban area.
If you take the train, it only takes about an hour.
It was just a thought-provoking attempt at first, but unexpectedly I caught a wave of big fish.
In order to prevent long nights and many dreams, Yi Xia came straight over and took away the items instructed by Nuo Fa: Wentian.
There are no twists and turns.
In the material world, there will naturally be no treasure guardians or the like.
But this does not mean that this harvest is not worth mentioning.
Yi Xia looked at the small tripod in the palm of her hand, which was emitting a faint luster.
Mortal objects cannot directly see its existence because it exists in a form similar to a spirit body.
Yi Xia only took away its spiritual core, which was the witchcraft part.
And its material body has its own ownership according to local laws and regulations.
Then Yi Xia opened her comprehensive network panel, looked at the lucky numbers on it and fell into deep thought.
Sure enough, it was the right choice to choose destiny at that time...
This small tripod is the witchcraft Yi Xia has been looking for.
However, it is not a witch drum.
But: Wuding!
In an instant, even Yi Xia, who had experienced strong winds and waves, felt vague and unreal.
At first, he just wanted to find a job with a bigger rice cook...
This chapter has been completed!