Chapter 14 Rongcheng Museum
Ying Leng'er stared at the granite faΓ§ade of the Rongcheng Museum in a daze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The gray granite veneer and earthy yellow sunshade block the glass curtain wall, and the whole appearance is like a gloomy ghost castle, and there is no trace of the museum from the outside.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the gray-white museum, reminiscent of the world in the illustrations.
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The three of them waited quietly near the museum for news of the Spirit.
There was a slight noise, as if from a deep cave, dull and terrifying.
"Not good!" Ying Leng'er looked nervous, and was about to stand up, but saw a black shadow suddenly emerge from behind the museum's visor.
"It's a monster!" Xuan Feng was surprised and happy.
And Ying Leng'er looked at the slightly embarrassed figure with a stern face.
"How?"
The dragon leaned over and said, "There is a group of warriors, equipped with advanced weapons, and a group of ordinary people......"
"Where's the crystal nucleus?"
"They were heavily defended, and I couldn't get close to the Chamber of Secrets!"
Ying Leng'er nodded, "You can rest first!" β
As the sprite burrowed into her body, her face became even more ugly.
"Boss......" Xuan Feng looked at Ying Leng'er, whose face was terrifying, and still couldn't accept the scene where the dragon had burrowed into his body just now.
"Ready to go!" Ying Leng'er got up and lurked towards the main entrance of the museum.
Xuan Feng and Xianglan, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, glanced at each other, silently clenched the gun in their hands, and followed.
The door of the museum is open, and inside is a curfew, which has long been destroyed beyond recognition.
Beyond the curfew, on the passage leading to the showrooms, Ying Leng'er leaned down and carefully inspected the ground.
"Boss, what's wrong?"
"Do you think it's weird?"
"Strange?" Xuanfeng looked around.
"It's very strange why the houses here are built like this, neither light nor ventilation......"
"Ventilation your sister!" Xianglan unceremoniously kicked Xuan Feng away.
Xuan Feng was just about to shout exaggeratedly, a soft little hand blocked his mouth at the right time, and then a burst of faint fragrance came into his nose, but when he saw the owner of that hand, Xuan Feng's fiery and intoxicated gaze immediately disappeared. Ying Leng'er's index finger gently put it between her lips: "Shhh β
As he spoke, he dragged the two of them into a nearby showroom.
"Who?"
Outside the hallway, the man's muffled voice echoed through the empty hallway......
"It's dangerous!" Xuan Feng sighed in his heart. And at the moment of bowing his head, he almost screamed again.
In the showroom, human corpses are strewn all over the floor, like mass graves that have just been massacred. And Xianglan, hiding behind Ying Leng'er, couldn't wait to stuff her hand into her mouth.
"This ......"
Ying Leng'er glanced inside the room, and the quaint ring on the ring finger of her left hand emitted a faint light.
"How did you die?" Ying Leng'er whispered into the corner of the wall, "What happened?" β
Before Xuan Feng and Xianglan could react, they were once again stunned by the scene in the room.
In the corner of the wall, a miserable ghost slowly emerged, slowly showing its shape......
These ghosts looked at Ying Leng'er with great fear, and their empty eyes were full of vigilance.
Ying Leng'er shook her head, "You don't have to be afraid, the gate of the two realms has been closed, and you must already know it." If you don't want to be a lonely ghost, answer my question honestly. β
The Yin Spirit, who was standing at the front, looked left and right and nodded.
"We're the staff here, and this museum saved us when zombies were besieging us."
Ying Leng'er nodded, "Just now I wondered why Rongcheng was attacked by zombies, and why there were no traces of zombies here." β
"We waited for help until the moment the rescue team arrived. We watched them fight off the zombies besieging the museum, and we thought we were saved......"
"They killed you?"
"Hmm!"
"Why? Why did they kill you? Ying Leng'er's brows furrowed tightly.
The rescue team had other plans, and she knew; It is reasonable that they do not save people, just like those in the mall, giving them a false hope and leaving them to fend for themselves. And what is the purpose of killing these ordinary ordinary people?
"They robbed all the antiques in the collection here, and we just wanted to stop them. Their savage way of taking away only damages the antique ......"
"And then they're going to kill you?"
The spirits nodded reluctantly.
"It's so damnable!" Xuan Feng gritted his teeth and said.
But Ying Leng'er's face became extremely calm at the moment, "I have a place to nourish my soul here, you can hide for a while, and then send you away when I find a suitable opportunity." β
As she spoke, Ying Leng'er opened the confinement of the cross with the thoughts wrapped in the earth attribute, and those yin spirits were controlled by a huge suction, and they were all sucked into the cross after only a few struggles.
"Who?" The sound of heavy leather boots sounded outside the door. Ying Leng'er turned around and stared coldly at the door.
Two guns were pointed at the room from the doorway, and then two soldiers-like men appeared in the doorway, they were unusually muscular like muscular men who had been hanging out in the gym all year round.
"Ordinary people? Strangers? The two of them asked in disbelief.
Ying Leng'er shook the gun in her hand, "Take me to your head!" β
The two men pointed their guns at them, "Put down your weapons!" β
Ying Leng'er threw the weapon in her hand aside, and spread her hands out, "That's okay!" β
"And them!" The muscular man pointed to Xianglan and Xuanfeng behind him.
Ying Leng'er handed over a color, "Put it down!" β
Xianglan and Xuanfeng reluctantly put down the weapons in their hands.
Seeing that the three of them had put down their weapons, the muscular man carefully kicked the weapon away, and the gun in his hand swung wildly, hitting Ying Leng'er's back heavily, "Be honest!" Walk! β
Ying Leng'er shook her head, "I originally wanted you to live a little longer!" β
Hearing this, the two muscular men were startled, and by the time they fired, the guns had turned into broken iron and fell to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Not good! There are supernatural ones! Another muscular man shouted into the walkie-talkie, just a few words, a weak hand, tightly grabbed her throat. He tried hard to break the terrible hand, and as he tried, his consciousness grew weaker and weaker.
On the other side, Xuan Feng was already fighting with the muscular man, "Be careful, they are martial artists!" I want to live! β
"Understood!" Xuan Feng said confidently.
The warrior used his sturdy body to launch a domineering physical attack on Xuan Feng, and Xuan Feng deftly dodged, and the nearby metal objects continued to fly to the most vulnerable place of the muscular man's body under his control......
"Warrior?" Ying Leng'er sneered, leaning over to search the body of the already stiff martial artist!