It is said that Zeng Yifan drove a car and went to the museum with Zhang Mengmeng. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On Saturdays, the museum is indeed closed, so the doors are closed. However, it is clear that the two of them are not here to visit and learn. Zhang Mengmeng led Zeng Yifan, carrying the town dragon plate, and entered the office area directly from the back door of the museum.

Thanks to the fact that the museum is not busy at work, it is not open on Saturdays, and the office area is even more empty. Even so, Zhang Mengmeng is still like a thief, look at the office here, there is no one, look at the office over there, the door is closed. So, with a long sigh of relief, he led Zeng Yifan to a thick iron gate.

The iron door is double protected by a key and a password, a total of three keys, one each for the curator and the deputy curator, and one for Zhang Mengmeng, who studies cultural relics.

Along the way, Zeng Yifan wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, looking at this battle, it didn't look like someone who came to cheat. Moreover, I definitely won't come to cheat, I was just messing around just now. It's just a little lewd. Otherwise, how good it is to be in your own home, and there will be meals cooked by your mother after you are done.

Zhang Mengmeng inserted the key into the lock hole, and then prepared to press the password. Suddenly, she was stunned, and then looked back at Zeng Yifan.

Zeng Yifan originally wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly faced a beautiful face, and couldn't help but beat faster.

Zhang Mengmeng didn't expect Zeng Yifan to stand next to him. Originally, I wanted to press the password, and outsiders should avoid it a little, so I wanted to signal him to step aside. As a result, when I turned around, I was almost nose tip to nose tip, and I was extremely embarrassed for a while.

"Snap"

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening. This is especially evident in this quiet museum building. also broke the embarrassment between Zeng Yifan and Zhang Mengmeng.

"Someone's coming!" Zhang Mengmeng immediately came back to his senses, quickly pressed the password to open the door, and pulled Zeng Yifan, who was still in a state of confusion, into the inner room.

"We look like thieves." Zeng Yifan laughed at himself, trying to ease the embarrassment between the two.

"I was supposed to be a thief."

"Huh?"

"If others know that I took out the cultural relics for research without permission, I might lose my job." Zhang Mengmeng shrugged.

"Then you still ......"

"Curiosity kills cats, but I just can't help it." Zhang Mengmeng smiled bitterly. This is not the matter of Jinxin Mansion in the morning, if it weren't for her curiosity, she would not have almost died in it if she had to go in to find out. Now it's a scar that forgets the pain before it gets better, and it's still hard to change its nature.

"The people outside...... Zeng Yifan has always been cautious, especially when he is a thief. It was clear that someone had come in just now, and if he was caught, in order not to lose his job, he could only admit that he had come to cheat.

"Don't worry, the curator never comes to the unit on weekends, it is estimated that it is the old Liu Tou who watches the gate. The room was sealed, and no matter how loud the shouts were, they couldn't be heard from the outside. ”

Zhang Mengmeng said, so he made a trumpet shape with his hand and put it to his mouth: "I! Guys! Be! Come! Do! Thief! Target! ”

This shout almost didn't frighten Zeng Yifan's heart into sudden arrest. is already weak-hearted, and it is so blatant. The point is that there are real people out there. This feeling is estimated to be felt only by people who are really cheating.

"Well, it's exciting." After Zhang Mengmeng finished shouting, he looked at Zeng Yifan with a comfortable face.

The corners of Zeng Yifan's mouth twitched, it was exciting enough, and the contrast was big enough.

After the words fell, Zhang Mengmeng immediately regained his seriousness and cold arrogance, took out a pair of white gloves from the drawer and handed them to Zeng Yifan: "Put them on." ”

"What about you?" Zeng Yifan looked at only a pair of gloves and wondered.

"I washed my hands." Zhang Mengmeng was calm.

Uh, it seems that I have washed my hands myself, is it possible that the girl washed her hands a little cleaner? But in view of the fact that the manuscript that was said to be left by Fuxi 10,000 years ago was next, Zeng Yifan could only put on gloves.

Under the transparent glass workbench, there is a square animal skin with a length and width of 50 cm, the edges are seriously worn, and it can be seen that there are obvious traces of later repair. The picture on the hide is blurry, as if it was dyed with some kind of dye, and it is grayish-brown.

If it is said that the most primitive gossip map is drawn on it, it is indeed primitive enough, and the overall can be seen to be a circle, divided into four levels. The innermost layer has five blocks, then the outer layer has eight blocks, and then the number of blocks increases in order over the next two circles. It's about the level of kindergarten painting. So, in ancient times, IQ was like this.

Compared with this picture, Zeng Yifan was more curious about Zhang Mengmeng's actions. I saw her take out the Zhenlong plate that she took out from herself, and naturally took it as her own, first put it in the palm of her left hand, and slowly began to circle with her right hand at a distance of about one centimeter from the pointer. In this way, at first glance, it looks like a god.

But the strange thing is that the pointer on the Zhenlong plate actually began to rotate with the movement of Zhang Mengmeng's hand. Later, I actually maintained the same speed as my hand.

Seeing this, Zeng Yifan couldn't help but look down at his gloved hand. Speaking of which, he is the main owner of Zhenlongpan, and he doesn't even know that this thing has this function, how can Zhang Mengmeng know? Therefore, this girl's ancestor definitely has a leg with his own ancestor. It's just that the time I dreamed back to Daqin was too short, and I haven't dreamed it yet.

Then, Zhang Mengmeng gently placed the rotating Zhenlong Plate on the five squares in the center of the animal skin.

After a few seconds, nothing has changed, and the picture is still as simple as a kindergarten work. Zeng Yifan couldn't help but ask: "Does the Zhenlong Pan have anything to do with this picture?" ”

"I don't know." Zhang Mengmeng replied calmly, but his eyes were still staring unblinking.

I don't know if you're still working so hard? It's very professional. However, since the answer is so crisp, what else is there to say. Zeng Yifan had no choice but to follow and continue to observe the movement.

"According to the records in ancient books, only the emperor can make the Fuxi Bagua diagram manifest its energy." Zhang Mengmeng said suddenly.

Emperor? Where did the emperor come from? Zeng Yifan couldn't help but look sideways at Zhang Mengmeng carefully. This girl just held the Zhenlong plate and pretended to be a ghost for a long time, and only let herself wear gloves. The so-called imperial ...... Don't say that she is the reincarnation of Wu Zetian. With this identity, can you still snap happily in the future?

"I don't think the so-called emperor here is a real reference, it should be something that has dragon qi to make the Fuxi Bagua Diagram show energy." Zhang Mengmeng didn't notice Zeng Yifan's strange eyes looking at him, and still observed and explained carefully.

"Maybe it's true." Zeng Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Zhang Mengmeng was not the reincarnation of Wu Zetian, it would be good if Fu Xi was broken, whether he could show his energy or not was a matter of his own birds.

"The last time I accidentally touched this picture without gloves, I saw something special."

"What's so special?" Zeng Yifan's heart twitched again, speaking of which, it is still possible for Wu Zetian to be reincarnated, no wonder Zhang Mengmeng is so interested in this broken map, and he can see many things that others can't see.

"There was only a ball of light, obviously my energy was not enough." Zhang Mengmeng sighed. Considering that Zhenlongpan had suppressed Zhou Tianzi's dragon qi, and it was an ancient artifact, it must meet the conditions of the so-called "emperor", so he was in a hurry to test it. Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be a reaction.

"Why don't I try." Zeng Yifan suddenly rubbed his hands and tore off the gloves casually. Although his ancestor is just a royal history, it is difficult to say that he has the fate of the Son of Heaven. Don't try nothing, don't try.

"Be careful!"

Seeing Zeng Yifan directly reach out and touch the animal skin, Zhang Mengmeng exclaimed! This kind of tens of thousands of years of things, non-professionals, one is not careful, it will be damaged.