Soon, the night passed. Dazhou City invested a lot in promoting this exhibition, and the whole city was more lively than before. People from other provinces even came here to visit.
Xiao Liu, whose original name is Liu Wen, is one of the staff of the museum. Now he gets up early and is in a high mood, because if this exhibition is successful, he may be promoted and make a fortune.
"Honey, I'm going out first. The museum will be very busy today, so I may come back later."
Liu Wen said with excitement, while looking in the mirror to take care of himself, he shouted into the bedroom
In the mirror, his face was ashen, his eyes were pale, and there were some corpse spots on his face and arms, but he didn't notice it at all, and he looked like a normal person.
After finishing tidying up, he went out directly. Before going out, he returned to the bedroom door and shouted inside.
"Honey, wait for me. When I come back in the evening, we will accompany you on adventures." After saying that, he left.
There was no one in the bedroom, except for an anime pillow half as tall as a person and a wallpaper of anime girls on the computer screen.
That's his paper figurine wife.
The much-anticipated Dazhou City Museum Exhibition is not only valued by senior leaders, but also by other fields. It also attracts tourists from other provinces.
Directly opposite the gate of Dazhou City Museum, there is a tall building with dozens of floors. On the rooftop above the top floor, there is an expressionless and skinny man standing.
It was a hot season, but this man was dressed very thickly, with a heavy coat covering his body, making others think he was a weirdo at a glance.
If someone observes carefully, they can find that the length of this man's hands and feet are a little uncoordinated, which can be called weird.
His name is Li Longji, the person in charge of Dazhou City. Since there have been no supernatural events in the city recently, he now has time to come here and watch around for a while.
At this time, he was looking down at the vast crowd below casually, his eyes full of numbness and indifference. As he was more and more eroded by the supernatural, his mood became more and more unstable.
After watching for a while, I felt bored and left.
Liu Wen has also arrived at the museum. The journey from home to the museum only takes about ten minutes, not too long or too short.
The colleagues behind him also stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically.
"Xiao Liu, you came so early today, and you are quite diligent this time."
A middle-aged man walked up and patted him on the shoulder. When he put his hand on Liu Wen's shoulder, he felt something in his heart.
It felt very stiff, and when I put my hand on it, there was a cold feeling, as if it was like a dead person without warmth, like a dead and stiff corpse.
When he felt someone tapping his shoulder, Liu Wen turned around stiffly. When he saw it was his colleague, he smiled and greeted him:
"Brother Wang, it's you. Your face seems a little bad. What's wrong?" Liu Wen asked with concern.
When the man called Brother Wang saw Liu Wen turning around, he trembled all over and backed away.
"Liu...Liu Wen...your face...and your eyes...what's wrong with you...?"
Liu Wen felt a little baffled and reached out to touch his face, "Brother Wang, what's wrong with you? Why are you so weird? Isn't this normal for me?"
Under what Liu Wen thought was a normal action, Brother Wang saw something that made him feel terrible.
He wanted to run, but found that he could not move. He stared directly at Liu Wen's white eyes, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead and his whole body trembling. The people passing by seemed not to see them.
After only a minute or so, Brother Wang's eyes gradually turned gray, and the blood on his face faded away, leaving only a pale face.
After a few more seconds, both of them woke up. When they woke up, they looked at each other for a moment. It was as if they had forgotten everything that happened in that minute, as if it had never happened.
Then the two of them entered the museum together as if nothing had happened.
Dachang City
Jinhua Community
Qin Ming sat on the sofa and watched the live broadcast of the Dazhou City Museum Exhibition on TV. There was a huge flow of people.
But in his heart, he was thinking about whether to take a look. What he cared about was the Buddha head and the cloth strip with ghost-like talismans painted on it.
"Since I'm bored at home and have nothing to do, why not go take a look."
Qin Ming thought to himself, and then looked away from the TV and looked at Qin Xiaoyu's side.
"Do you want to take her with you?"
This idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was wondering whether to take Qin Xiaoyu to the exhibition with him.
The thought flashed through his mind. "Forget it and go alone."
Qin Ming thought in his mind, and then shouted to Qin Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, I want to go out. The time when I will come back is uncertain, so don't wait for me."
"Brush~!"
A strange scarlet dark light flashed, and Qin Ming disappeared, leaving only a faint red light on the horizon.
Qin Xiaoyu walked to the window and looked at the red light on the horizon. She curled her lips and complained: "You don't take me with you every time. It's so bad."
Ozu City, Museum Exhibition.
More than a dozen people were talking around a huge glass display case.
What is inside is the stone Buddha head, which is still covered with red cloth. The time is not up yet.
Those few people were the ones who looked directly into the eyes of the Buddha last night. Without exception, the more than ten people had gray eyes, pale faces, and a corpse stain on their face or hands.
The whole person's body temperature was like that of a corpse in a freezer. He was stiff but didn't realize it.
They didn't seem to know that they were dead. They just felt that they were still normal living people, and their five senses had completely changed.
"The time is coming. The exhibition is about to open. When I count the time, I will lift the red cloth."
one of them said.
"clear."
"No problem, I will definitely do this well."
As time went by, it was almost nine o'clock, and the door was filled with people. This exhibition even attracted police and other personnel.
"Let's go to the back. When the people outside rush here, we will pull up the red cloth in the back." One of them said expressionlessly.
The others nodded in agreement.
As time passed, minute by minute passed, and finally, the time reached nine o'clock at noon.
The door opened, and the previously watertight doorway gushed out like water from a floodgate.
Many tourists came in one after another, and their goal was the giant Buddha that was blown up in the news.
Just a moment later, the main hall was filled with people.
The few people behind were ready to lift the red cloth.
The countdown began in unison, and under the expectation of everyone, the red cloth was lifted...
