"Could it be your imagination?"
"possible."
"I think so. This is the museum of First University. There are two door gods standing outside. How could someone sneak in?"
"Shouldn't we just come in?"
Although the young wizards were still talking in low voices, their eyes were always staring at the darkest corners of the exhibition hall. They did not relax for a moment, and the Dharma books in their hands were always in a state of excitement, ready to throw out a string at any time.
Prepared mantra.
Xiao Xiao held the crystal ball in both hands and divined for a long time, but found nothing.
"Perhaps the monitor really heard something," he finally expressed some cautious optimism: "It is said that there are several ghosts resident in the museum exhibition hall, which belong to the earth-bound spirits. The noise just now may be caused by them."
This explanation is not perfect, but it is enough to reassure people.
The false alarm was unwelcome, but it finally cheered everyone up and made them more vigilant about tonight's adventure.
Continuing to move along the exhibition hall, the group of people quickly entered the darkness that they had seen before. It's just that the darkness in the distance, when you are in it, is often familiar with the surrounding light, and you feel that it is not much different from before.
Similar emptiness and quiet.
The exhibits in the glass cabinets lie silently on the velvet cushions as they have for decades, even hundreds, or thousands of years, receiving either serious or perfunctory looks from passers-by.
Beyond the darkness, there is a high threshold, which is covered with complicated runes. Behind the threshold is another exhibition hall.
There are far fewer glass cabinets in this exhibition hall. As far as the eye can see, there are more guardrail-type booths surrounded by red hemp ropes as thick as forearms. There are racks of magical creatures on display on the booths.
Skeletons.
The ones that ranked first among all the remains were not the dragons, phoenixes, or snakes, tortoises, unicorns and other most famous magical creatures in myths and legends that Zheng Qing had imagined.
Rather, it is the skeleton of an ape-like creature.
Zheng Qing approached the booth and glanced down at the brass inscription hanging on the pillar in front of the stage: There is a beast in the Swaggering Mountain. Its shape is like a bamboo with white ears. It hides on pedestrians and walks. Its name is 狌狌, which eats it.
Walk well.
The commentary is very brief. It does not list the kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus, and species of this creature one by one like in the Wizard's Encyclopedia. It also does not record its magical abilities or legends, nor does it tell any stories.
Why visitors rank it number one among all magical creatures.
Some just like experienced gourmets, made a note of the edible effects of this creature.
This is the most straightforward and cruel reality of nature. The young public-funded student sighed deeply in his heart and looked up at the remains of the unicorn on the exhibition stand.
It stood in a piece of green grass that looked like leeks, leaning on a beech tree, hunched over, looking at the exit of the exhibition hall.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qing always felt that the head of this unicorn seemed to be tilted toward him.
"Go faster, don't fall behind!"
Xiao Xiao lowered her voice and waved to him: "If you are really interested, you can wait until the final exam is over and come here to visit for a whole day!"
"Come on, come on," Zheng Qing smiled apologetically and trotted to keep up with the hunting team. At the same time, he explained in a low voice: "This is none of my business... You know, cats are very curious.
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"Hmm?" Jiang Yu, who was walking in front of him, looked back to express her doubts about the wizard's explanation.
An awkward smile appeared on Zheng Qing's face.
Before his embarrassment faded away, the witch suddenly stopped and the young public-funded student accidentally bumped into the witch hard, causing both of them to stagger at the same time.
The wizard stood firm, gave the witch a hand, and then looked forward, wondering what happened.
The front of the team.
Zhang Jixin's feet were uneven, his fists moved forward and backward, and he was slightly gathered in front of his chest. He was already ready to fight. Banner slightly staggered half of his body, a blue look appeared on his face, and his figure slowed down.
It slowly grew in size.
Zheng Qing's eyes crossed the gap between the two hunters, one main and one auxiliary, and saw the obstacle blocking the front of the team.
It's a chicken.
To be precise, it is the skeleton of a magical creature that looks like a golden pheasant. It is walking in a small square step, walking calmly from the left side of the exhibition hall to the right side of the exhibition hall. Because the pace is slow, and there is a long trail behind it.
The tailbone blocked the way forward for the hunting team.
"What is this?" the wizard asked with straight eyes.
Jiang Yu stretched out her hand and pointed to the side without making a sound.
Zheng Qing looked in the direction of her finger, and there was an empty exhibition stand there. The red hemp rope around the stand had fallen to the ground at some point, like a dead snake.
He guessed the identity of the chicken skeleton with his toes.
"Are the exhibits alive?" The young public-funded student thought this was a bit funny.
The chicken seemed to hear the wizard's muttering, and Fang, who was pacing, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and glanced at him with his head tilted.
The empty sights were mixed in among the white skeletons, and the whole exhibition hall seemed to be a bit chillier.
Kaka.
The upper and lower jaws of the chicken skeleton collided with each other, making a clicking sound, as if they were talking. However, the people present did not understand the skeleton language, so it was naturally difficult to talk to them.
The chicken rack clicked for a long time, and seeing that everyone was still silent and cautious, he finally shook his head boredly, continued to walk forward in small steps, and soon disappeared into the shadows on the other side of the exhibition hall.
Several young wizards quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The team began to move forward.
"Do you know these exhibits are alive?" Zheng Qing squeezed next to Xiao Xiao and asked in a low voice. He noticed that several other members of the hunting team also pricked up their ears.
"I've heard about it." The doctor was vague about this, looking around with wandering eyes: "... When we were helping before, the seniors of the museum told us that there would be some exhibits that had been detained for a long time in the exhibition hall at night, so we could relax.
do not mind."
"Are they undead?"
"Theoretically, none of the museum's exhibits have any living souls. Even the ghost exhibition area displays ghosts whose consciousness has completely dissipated..."
Zheng Qing didn't know how the so-called ghost with completely dissipated consciousness existed in the world. In his concept, ghost was originally the existence of condensed consciousness.
While talking, the team passed an empty booth.
The original specimens on the exhibition stand had wandered to nowhere, leaving only a lush aralia tree, extending its branches beyond the red hemp rope, swaying slightly in the dark exhibition hall, as if greeting the guests.
In return, Zheng Qing touched the branch.
"Hiss," he took a breath, interrupting the doctor's words. After seeing the concerned eyes of his companions, the wizard waved his hand and said: "It's okay, it's okay, keep walking... It's just that my hand was pricked by a thorn.
"
He forgot that the aralia tree has thorns on its body.
This chapter has been completed!