No. 44, Changsha Road, Beihe District, this is the third time that Zhaohai has come to this wax museum in a few days.

The painter and the sculptor still occupy a corner, and apart from the rustle of pencils on paper, the room is a little quiet and frightening, and the first time to come looked left and right, and found nothing special.

"It's coming. The painter's voice came from behind the panel, and he could only be heard, but not seen.

Happy to look at the sculptor on the right hand side who has been silent, the piece of material in front of the other party has already shown a little outline at this moment, happy stared for a long time, and couldn't see what the other party wanted to carve.

As if feeling the gaze of happy gaze, this time it was the sculptor who took the initiative to stand up, "The boss has been waiting for you, go upstairs." ”

After the sculptor finished speaking, he sat back, continued to grasp the carving knife and concentrate on the material in front of him, and Zhao Hai led Xing Xing to the second floor, and Xing Xing saw his wax statue in front of him.

Walked over and touched his face, that look, that look, if it weren't for the tentacles without any temperature, I would be happy to suspect that there was another self in this world!

It's so similar, it's amazing! I'm so happy and amazed that I have a little curiosity about the owner of this wax museum.

Passing by his wax figure, I was happy to see several familiar faces one after another, and a semi-finished body in the far corner attracted the attention of Xing Xing at the same time!

That's the Demon Venerable, although the face is not complete, and the body is only a rudimentary shape, but at first sight, I am extremely sure that I am very sure that it is the person who has been haunted by my dreams for countless nights and wants to kill in my dreams!

I was happy to stare at the half-finished product for a long time, and finally found that the strange place on the wax figure is not necessarily how skilled the author is, but the author of the wax figure will fuse the spiritual power of the other party's breath into the wax figure, so that it has the content to exude the breath of the other party, and drive your senses to actively depict the original appearance of the wax figure.

When copying someone else's work, the most expressive thing is always the one in your head.

"Since you're here, come up. The old man's voice came from overhead, and when he came for the third time, he finally found that behind a pile of covered things, there was a staircase to the top.

The two climbed the stairs, and an old man appeared in front of them.

The face is square, a little fat, the white and pure face does not have too many wrinkles, and the other party is sitting on a wooden bench at this time, with a wide sea of tea in front of him.

Above the head is a small pergola built by itself, which is an illegal private construction in Jincheng, and it was found to be demolished immediately.

"Come here. The old man's voice sounded again.

Happy and Zhaohai glanced at each other, walked to the bench opposite the tea sea and sat down.

The two sat facing the old man, who picked up the teapot on the table and poured out two cups of hot tea soup and sent them to the two.

"Taste it. ”

Happy to pick up the teacup and send it to the mouth, the entrance is slightly astringent, and the aftertaste has a faint bitterness, which is not small from Cui Minghu's tea.

Happy Brows, who were not accustomed to the smell, furrowed and stretched again, and the old man looked at him and said with a smile.

"Young people, it's normal not to get used to the smell. ”

The other party was wearing a milky white Tang suit, and the buttons on the front placket were unbuttoned twice.

"Are you the owner of this wax museum?" happily drank the tea soup, the hot liquid flowed down his throat, the stomach was warm, the taste buds carefully experienced, after the heavy bitterness, there was a hint of sweetness.

Happy put down the teacup and asked.

"Sort of. The old man leaned back, leaning back in his chair and looking relaxed.

The other party's answer was a little vague, and his happy eyes kept wandering on the other party, but he didn't find anything.

"Ask whatever you want, after so many trips, you are tired, and I am also tired. The old man took the initiative to say, putting one hand on his abdomen and rubbing his fingers.

"The fluctuations in the spiritual power of the wax museum were deliberately emitted when you were making wax figures, right?"

The old man's lowered eyebrows suddenly raised, and he thought of countless topics that he might be happy to ask, but when the other party spoke, he found that he still couldn't guess the young man's thoughts.

"Oh, how so?" asked the old man, who suddenly became interested.

happily sorted out his thoughts, "Each of your wax figures is very expressive, and this kind of expressiveness is thanks to the spiritual power contained in the wax figure that contains the breath of the owner of the wax figure, am I right?"

The old man didn't speak, but nodded slowly, looking happy with a smile.

"Almost all the people around me are in your wax museum, and you must have seen them all. ”

Happy paused again, but this time, the old man opposite did not respond to him.

"But I think I've thought about it, and I don't seem to have met you before, so I'd like to ask, how did you gather my scent?" and that's why he stopped for a long time in front of his wax figure and the half-finished body.

The smile on the old man's face did not change, and he replied. "Do I have the right not to answer?"

"Of course, it's all up to you to say it or not, but since you made such a wax figure, and deliberately used spiritual power fluctuations to attract the attention of Jinchengwei, the purpose is already very obvious," said happily, got up slightly and grabbed the teapot in front of the old man, and poured a cup for himself and Huhai again, the slightly cooler tea soup is better to eat, happy to drink it all again, after smacking his lips, praised, "The tea is good." ”

While happily bowing his head and drinking tea, a touch of surprise burst out in the old man's eyes, but it was well hidden, and Joy did not find it.

The happy eyes that put down the teacup again looked at the old man, "I'm already here, if you have anything, you might as well say it directly, otherwise we will come again, you are tired, and we are tired." ”

The old man snorted and laughed, gladly returning what he had just said to him as it was, some of which were neither big nor small, but they did not arouse his anger in the slightest.

"Interesting young man. The old man's back was off the backrest, his arms and elbows resting on his thighs, and the distance between the two of them as they reached forward at the same time was close again.

"I am, for you. The old man's smile was gone, and the expression on his face was serious and solemn.

"I want to talk to you about something, I don't know, do you have the courage to listen. ”

Happy at this moment, his ears were bumming, and the words spoken by the other party seemed to hit his heart with every word, just a short sentence, and he was happy to find that his heart was beating chaotic.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not an enemy. The old man seemed to feel the shortness of breath with pleasure, and then spoke again.

Happy seemed to be invincible, the body took the initiative to go backwards and made a mistake, the pupils in the eye sockets sank, and when it was raised again, the whole person had returned to normal.

"Tsushirowei is happy, it's nice to meet you. He said happily and held out a hand.

"The ancient clan has abandoned people, and the name is not enough to worry about, you can call me Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu's hand and happiness shook together, and this grip symbolized the reappearance of some kind of will in the world.

"Ancient Clan?" said happily.

A smile reappeared on Mr. Gu's face, and he took the initiative to get up and said, "If you are fine, listen to the old man tell a story." ”

After speaking, he walked towards the staircase first, and seemed to be sure that Joy and Summoning the Sea would definitely follow.

Back on the second floor, Mr. Gu opened the blackout curtains on the wide windows in turn, and the second floor was suddenly bright.

"I'm from the Old Protoss, and of course, not anymore. Mr. Gu walked slowly along the path vacated in the middle of the wax figure, and followed behind with joy and calling, listening carefully.

"The Ancient Gods are made up of three major races, the Ancient Race, the Rakshasa Race, and the Dragon Race. As soon as the two words of the dragon clan came out, he looked at each other tacitly with joy, and at the same time saw surprise in the eyes of the other party, and he was happy to feel for the first time the majesty of the superior from Ao Zhun, the father of Zhaohai.

It turns out that the dragon clan was once one of the ancient gods.

"This human realm belongs to Haotian's will, for some reason, Haotian's will cannot appear in the human world, and the ancient god clan is the best selected by Haotian's will to manage the human world instead of him. ”

"Mr. Gu, a digression, who is this?" happily walked up to a female wax figure, not to mention the other party's appearance, but what attracted more joy was the other's unearthly temperament.

Mr. Gu did not have the slightest displeasure that the story was interrupted, and today's meeting seemed to be to tell a story to Xingxing, and he glanced at it and said to Xingxing.

"This is one of the Great Heavenly Demons of the Demon Management Society, the only female, the rain kite. ”