Meng Zhe saw that Song Jiang was always obsessed with helping the ghost, so he sighed, "If you really want to return this thing to the ghost, it's easy... I just asked about it, and the ancient culture exhibition went to the next city. , it’s just over an hour’s drive away.”
Upon hearing this, Song Jiang immediately said happily, "Okay, let's go there now... and see if we can find the ghost."
When the two rushed to the next city, they happened to catch up with the exhibition staff for lunch, so there was no guide when they entered. But even so, Song Jiang and the others still spent money to buy tickets and left in a hurry. Go in...
The exhibits in this ancient culture exhibition are indeed, as the staff of the art museum said before, all rough imitations, because all genuine items of this level must be stored in a museum with constant temperature and humidity. Yes, how could they be allowed to carry it around like this? !
With Song Jiang's eyesight, it was impossible to tell the difference between true and false, so Meng Zhe was always walking in front of him, looking for it. In the end, he actually saw a tattered totem image, and Meng Zhe could tell at a glance that it was nothing. Animal leather, but a genuine human skin...
"You said this is human skin? How is that possible?" Song Jiang said in shock.
Meng Zhe said calmly, "This was very common among some serfdom tribes in ancient times..."
After hearing this, Song Jiang looked around and said, "Do you think the organizer knew this was a human skin?"
At this time, Meng Zhe took a closer look at the human skin totem image, and found that it was actually an evil god from ancient times, so he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I don't know... I guess they got it as a fake. And I’m afraid the organizers themselves can’t tell the origin of this totem image, otherwise they wouldn’t dare to release it so blatantly.”
"Do you know the things above?" Song Jiang asked curiously.
Meng Zhe nodded and said, "This is the ancient evil god Holovo. Thousands of years ago, he was often worshiped as a god by some southern barbarian indigenous tribes. They often used human sacrifices with extremely cruel methods... Such an evil god was drawn on human skin. There’s nothing unusual up there.”
Song Jiang then thought that the ghost who asked for his help had no tongue. Coupled with the way he was dressed, it was difficult not to associate him with the human skin totem image in front of him...
"Could this be that guy's...skin?" Song Jiang felt a chill in his heart.
After hearing this, Meng Zhe said, "We will know after dark whether it is or not. You'd better take out the note and compare it to see if the words on it are the same!"
When Song Jiang heard this, he quickly took out the note from his pocket. After careful comparison, he was almost certain that the ancient characters on the totem statue and the characters on the note in his hand belonged to the same type of characters. It's just that the content of the text is different.
There are 424 exhibits in this ancient culture exhibition. It only took Song Jiang and Meng Zhe less than an hour to look at all the exhibits. It was still early before dark, so Song Jiang suggested going out to eat first. After dark, come back to find the ghost.
Meng Zhe had no objection to this, after all, in his opinion, these fakes were indeed nothing to see. So the two of them found a small restaurant nearby and had something to eat. After dark, they walked leisurely back to the exhibition hall where the human skin totem statues were.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them arrived at the door of the exhibition hall, they saw that the whole building was shrouded in black air. At the same time, Song Jiang saw a somewhat familiar figure, rushing against the door of the exhibition hall...
The other party's outfit was so recognizable that Song Jiang recognized the figure at a glance as the owner of the note, so he wanted to rush over and return the note to him, but was stopped by Meng Zhe and said, "Don't leave it now." In the past, that guy's resentment is too heavy now, and if he continues like this, he might become a vicious ghost who attacks indiscriminately."
But Song Jiang believed that the reason why the other party became like this was probably related to the note in his hand. Maybe giving it back to him would calm him down? So he immediately raised the note in his hand and shouted, "Hey! I'm here to return your note!"
Sure enough, as soon as Song Jiang finished speaking, the ghost was attracted by the note in his hand, and stretched out his hand to get it, but for some reason he couldn't get out of the exhibition hall door...Song Jiang ran away immediately after seeing this. He walked over and handed the note into the other party's hand.
The moment he got the note, the strong resentment immediately faded a lot, and after seeing Song Jiang's face clearly, the ghost actually recognized him, and then kept bowing to him and thanking him. He handed the note back to himself.
Song Jiang saw that this note should be more important to him than his life, and he understood that he had come to the right place this time, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, I found you, otherwise I would have been worried about where to find you. !”
Meng Zhe saw that it was too troublesome for the two of them to talk inside and outside the door, so he waved lightly, and the chain lock on the exhibition hall door automatically opened, "Let's talk after you go in, don't stand at the door, you will be scared again." Passers-by.”
Then "two people and one ghost" returned to the totem image, and then stared at each other, not knowing how to communicate with each other for a while. The mute ghost was obviously very anxious. He kept gesticulating and kept saying "ah...ah...ah...ah".
But it's a pity that neither Song Jiang nor Meng Zhe understands what he wants to express...
"I'm so worried. Why can't I speak even though I'm a ghost?" Song Jiang said a little irritably.
Meng Zhe said amusedly upon hearing this, "Who said that turning into a ghost can get rid of one's own shortcomings? Besides, this guy probably had his tongue cut off when he was just born... so he has never been able to speak."
Song Jiang felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, but this also increased his determination to help the other party, "What should I do? I really want to know what exactly he wants me to do for him."
After hearing this, Meng Zhe glanced at Song Jiang and said, "Are you sure you want to know!?"
"Of course! Please help me think about it quickly!" Song Jiang said urgently.
Meng Zhe sighed at this time and said, "There is no way, but you may experience his experience personally... you have to think about it."
"What's this? Isn't it just to see what he has experienced from his perspective?" Song Jiang said with an indifferent expression.
But Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "You don't just see it with your eyes, you also feel it...so you have to think about it."
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