Vol 5 Chapter 196: Wonderful night at the museum

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On the shore, not far from the lake, is the entrance to the museum.
Along the middle line of the lake is the main entrance of the museum. The gate is closed; there is a shorter side door on the left and right. There are wooden sills, stone steps and dark red tall pillars under the door; on the door, there are angled cornices and arch pillars, and there are owl kisses under the cornices. The big mouth is open to the moon, and the moonlight falls from the sky like flowing water and pour In that little dragon's mouth.
"The front entrance is not open for non-major festivals or important visitors," Xiao Xiao led everyone to the side door on the left, while explaining in a low voice: "From now on, until in front of the mirror, don't talk. Let me negotiate."
Zheng Qinggang wanted to ask him what he was negotiating in the evening when he heard a strong wind passing over his head, and at the same time a rough voice broke the silence in front of the museum:
"Visitors stop!"
Huh!
The five-person team halted.
In the black doorway, walked out a figure wearing a colorful armor with a majestic face and holding a golden halberd. This figure, Zheng Qing, has been seen in many places in the school, but in those places, this figure is hung on the door or left on red paper. It is small and not as powerful as the one in front of him. Oppressive force.
It is the left door Shen Tu.
Where there is a left door god, there must be a right door god.
Zheng Qing fixed his eyes on Shen Tu for a few seconds, then immediately turned to look at the door on the right. Although the doorway on the right was quiet, Zheng Qing faintly saw the stone steps in front of the door on the right, revealing a furry head and a pair of big golden eyes, looking curiously.
That should be the golden-eyed white tiger raised by Yu Lei, the young man born at public expense secretly thought.
Xiao Xiao stepped forward, handed the temporary pass and student card to Shentu's hand, and respectfully replied: "We are school volunteers and have been seconded by the museum to sort out a batch of exhibits that were stored in the library earlier yesterday."
Two red lights appeared in the door god's eyes, falling on the two cards.
"Come to work at night?" Seeing that the procedures were in place, Shentu returned the card to Xiao Xiao, scratched her head, confused, turned her head and shouted to the other side: "Should you let it go?"
"That's your business." Yu Lei's urn sounded suddenly from the doorway on the right: "...If they confirm that they want to enter the museum at night and the procedures are in place, we have no reason to keep them out."
Jin Jing Bai Hu wailed in agreement.
Shen Tu shook his head, looked at several young wizards, and reconfirmed: "Are you really going to go in? It's not daytime... it's not a good time for work."
The young wizards nodded neatly and silently expressed their attitude.
The door sighed: "That line...provide relevant documents, and enter in order in line."
When Zheng Qing stuffed the pass and student card into Shen Tu's hand, his tentacles were cold and hard. Looking up, the door god's face was blue and gray, and his expression was a bit dull. Only then did he realize that the door was a stone man.
"I almost thought it was true!" Zheng Qing moved forward, leaning into Xiao Xiao's ear, and whispered: "Such a delicate alchemy doll, why doesn't the school allocate more?"
Xiao Xiao turned his head, gave him a vicious look, and at the same time raised his hand and made a zipper pull on his mouth.
The young public-sponsored student was one step behind and quietly shut up.
The team passed through the door quietly.
Behind him, Shen Tu’s final warning came: "...Remember, the use of mass and destruction magic, chasing and playing, and the use of teleportation are prohibited in the museum... Violation of relevant regulations will be subject to the "First University" The Regulations on the Management of the Magical History Museum will impose corresponding punishments..."
Xiao Xiao had already said these words to everyone in advance.
The entire hunting team was silent, passed through the long and narrow doorway, bypassed the patio behind the door, and entered the first exhibition hall along the left corridor. Zheng Qing did not see the name of this exhibition hall, but the exhibits displayed from the entrance can be judged that this should belong to the exhibition hall of the prehistoric era.
The petrified fangs lie quietly on the velvet cushion, the primitive jade jue emits a faint cold light in the dark, the tortoise shells engraved with simple runes, the perforated animal bones, and the black animal skins that have been eaten by insects. , One by one exhibits are displayed in glass cabinets, telling the tourists how hard the magic struggled in that wild era.
The slight footsteps of the young wizards echoed in the exhibition hall.
As we go deeper and deeper into the museum, the magic radiating from the exhibits in the exhibition hall is getting stronger.
The first quaint Lai fairy fire, the eternal fire that never goes out, still emits a warm glow after burning for tens of thousands of years; the first movable spring was placed in a bronze cauldron, and the clear spring water flows from the spring. The eyes gush out, converge into the thickness of chopsticks, flowing gurglingly, and finally disappear at the outlet of the booth; there are also bear skins used by the ancient Druids to perform transformation techniques, the yellow linen strips used by the Egyptians to bind the mummies, and 忒Minotaur's skull killed by Seuss in Crete, etc.
The variety of exhibits ~EbookFREE.me~ dazzled the guests and they could hardly move their steps.
When the hunting team was once again attracted by a shining stone mirror in the oblique exhibition hall, Xiao Xiao, the leader of the team, had to stop and warn everyone: "If you follow your speed, we will not be able to reach our destination in the middle of the night. ...The museum has always been here, why don't you come to see it during the day?"
"There is no time." Zheng Qing reluctantly took his gaze back from an Egyptian pharaoh's golden mask, and muttered: "Classes, library, hunting team training, school punishment, voluntary labor, D&K management...and Those messy things."
At the end of the count, he couldn't help sighing heavily.
I have never heard of a freshman who has so many things to do.
"Only dead people have no time." Xiao Xiao criticized unceremoniously: "Even the pharaohs in the pyramid have time to cut their nails and tidy up the shrouds hanging on their bodies.
"That mirror doesn't shine during the day." Fatty Xin also raised the feather pen and retorted in a low voice.
Zheng Qing looked at Jiang Yu and expected her to support her point of view.
But he found that the witch was frowning, looking into the depths of the exhibition hall, holding up the opened book in his hands for some time, and a series of magic curses flowing slowly between the pages, like a group of foraging ants.
Zheng Qing followed the witch's gaze. As far as he could see, it was dark and nothing unusual.
"What are you looking at?" he asked in a low voice.
The witch shook her head, her tone a little uncertain: "I always feel that I heard something just now... Didn't you hear it? It seems that someone is talking quietly over there."
This answer immediately aroused the vigilance of the entire hunting team.
Everyone unanimously took out the Dharma books to prepare for the emergency. But after watching for a long time, there was still silence in the dark, and there was no movement at all.