236. Kiss them so that ghosts cry and wolves howl 12
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Ten minutes later, they traveled through the time and space portal again and arrived at the secret room of the Trouble Concentration Camp and the National Museum.
When the bright lights sensed the arrival of the three of them, the thick steel doors were opened one after another.
It is very similar to the scene in foreign blockbusters when the hero steals treasure.[
Ling Xiaotu's eyes were suddenly dazzled by this dazzling incandescent light.
A dozen meters ahead is a gate sealed with heavy metal. It seems that the inside is the museum's 'storage room' where national treasures are kept.
Zhong Li Yirui stretched out a hand and closed his eyes slightly. Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered as if they were interfered with by a signal, and finally shattered completely with a snap.
After destroying all the sensing and camera systems, Zhongli Yirui took the lead in walking toward the coded door.
Ling Xiaotu hugged the little carrot demon who was also in a state of excitement and followed him.
The cold metal color password door has a fingerprint recognition and password lock.
Ling Xiaotu glanced at Xuanyuan Xuantian's black eyes, stretched out his hand slightly, and fired a bolt of lightning, like a welder's laser drill. Everything he looked at was melted into molten iron, giving off a burning smell.
The red molten iron condensed into metal balls of different sizes in the air and fell to the ground.
The airtight door was easily solved by Xuanyuan Xuantian.
Stepping into the secret room where the museum's most precious treasures are stored, Ling Xiaotu looked around. There were precious ancient utensils neatly arranged, each worth hundreds of millions of yuan.
But in comparison, Ling Xiaotu preferred the ancient paintings and scrolls hanging on the walls.
It's so beautiful that you can appreciate these works of ancient people thousands of years ago so close.
The flowing lines of pen and ink, the smearing of light and dark ink, and the outlines of small strokes highlight the vivid and seemingly random paintings of people and scenery, but in fact they are the painstaking efforts of the painter throughout his life.
Ling Xiaotu lingered in these ancient paintings. The simple and elegant fine brushwork, the gorgeous yet luxurious green landscapes, and the freehand expressions of the literati's feelings all made her, a lover of painting and proficiency, forget about the things around her.
Of course, we can’t see the evil deeds these two tough men are about to do to the museum that houses the national treasures,,,