Dongshan Museum collects items during the Anti-Japanese War, although the value is not high, but each has its own significance, which is also the reason for the existence of this museum, but later two consecutive fires made the school have to abandon this museum and build a new museum next to it, Hongyan Museum.

The Dongshan Museum is forbidden to students because of two consecutive fires and no rest, it has become a dangerous building, the fan-shaped iron door is locked by a thick iron chain, the door of the museum is affixed with two yellowed seals, and the museum has a total of two floors, made of bricks.

Zhang Xiaojian stopped outside the iron gate, looked around and found that there was no one, jumped around, grabbed a branch with his right hand, and climbed in.

"It smells terrible!" Zhang Xiaojian frowned, the air was filled with the smell of decay of deciduous branches, and the pungent smell of cats and dogs.

Outside the museum is a courtyard, which has not been cleaned for a long time, the ground is full of sludge and leaves, the black mud makes Zhang Xiaojian not want to put his feet, and the soil is also full of prosperous weeds, and the smell emitted does not have to smell much better in the sewer, a rotten stench, enough to make people stun.

Along a high platform, avoiding the black mud on the ground, before arriving at the entrance of the museum, the seal on the museum door had already been torn open, and a gap was revealed in the door.

"Sure enough, I got in." Zhang Xiaojian shook his head, he didn't expect that he was still a step late, he thought that Mu Xiaoyu would inquire in advance before going in, and then he would just follow him, but now he had to find it himself.

Pushing the door in, the rusty door made a creaking sound, very harsh.

In the halls of the museum, there are various abandoned exhibition stands, a thick layer of dust accumulated on the floor, cobwebs on the ceiling are everywhere, and the scorched marks on the walls prove that it was once engulfed by fire.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at such a harsh environment, his heart suddenly became uncomfortable, he didn't know how to put his feet on the ground, looked at the wall scorched by the flames, and couldn't help but think about whether this would collapse at any time and bury himself underneath.

"O God! Bless me safely! Zhang Xiaojian drew a cross on his chest, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be a god, "I'm gone, Muyu head, I'm a god, what are you afraid of?" It's really a mortal for a long time, and I don't have the courage to do it, Zhang Xiaojian, Zhang Xiaojian, remember that your heart remains the same! ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojian strode into the museum, and with him, the door of the museum was closed easily, and there was still a little light now, but it was completely dark.

"My day!" Zhang Xiaojian scolded that he had forgotten to bring a flashlight.

Suddenly, a sound of fighting came down from upstairs, which immediately made Zhang Xiaojian's figure stunned, which attracted Zhang Xiaojian's interest, judging from the sound of the fight, there were a total of three people, and from the sound of the fight, Zhang Xiaojian heard that the two sides were definitely not ordinary people.

He hadn't seen a supernatural person fight yet, which made Zhang Xiaojian's interest soar.

"Forget it, it's better to work hard, and use your divine sense to see the road." Zhang Xiaojian's divine sense instantly spread to his body for four or six meters, which was also the maximum he could do at the moment.

Although the soul in this person's body is complete, it is pitifully weak, not as strong as Zhang Xiaojian's main soul, and it is precisely because the main soul is too strong, so he has not awakened now, Zhang Xiaojian does not know how long it will take for his main soul to wake up, it may be a few years, or more than ten years, it depends on how well he develops, and how much the believer gets.

Looking all the way, I finally found the stairs in a corner, the handrails of the stairs have rusted, and they will break if you touch them lightly, fortunately the stairs are made of stone, if it is built of wood, Zhang Xiaojian doesn't know how to go up.

The second floor, like the first floor, is lined with various exhibition stands, and the walls are also scorched.

"No one?" Zhang Xiaojian was stunned, looking at the empty hall suspiciously, he obviously heard the sound of fighting just now, but he didn't see anyone after coming up, which made Zhang Xiaojian a little confused.

Just then, the voice of a conversation appeared in the hall.

"Xiaoyu, this guy is too tricky, I'm afraid the two of us won't be able to take it."

"Fog, be careful, don't let this guy go, if you miss this next time, I'm afraid we won't have much chance, if other people know that this thing exists, I'm afraid we won't get any benefits."

"I know, be careful, this guy's illusion is too strong!" The male voice suddenly shouted, "TMD, get out of the way!" ”

"The woman's voice should be Mu Xiaoyu, and the man should be the person standing next to her on the roof that day." Zhang Xiaojian pondered, "If it's an illusion, then the whole building may be in the illusion space, what a powerful illusion, so powerful." ”

Zhang Xiaojian was taken aback by his own guess, the illusion covered the entire building, or once it was covered, it had not changed for decades, and the power of this illusion could be imagined.

There are scorched marks on the walls all around, Zhang Xiaojian carefully observed for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that he was an elephant, although it was true that there were two fires in the museum, but that time was very long, and the scorch marks on the walls on the wall looked no different from new, and the fatal flaw was that the scorch marks on the walls on the first and second floors were exactly the same.

"Sure enough." Zhang Xiaojian's eyes widened suddenly, "Divine Technique-True Eye!" ”

The next moment, the whole museum changed, no longer so old, the ground was not dusty, and the booths in the hall were filled with items from the Republic of China period, which were not of high value, but they were also very commemorative.

In the corners of the museum, several kerosene lamps are lit to brighten up the entire hall.

"It's really amazing, it's such a powerful illusion, I'm still on the first floor!" Zhang Xiaojian looked at his position and was startled, this illusion has reached the point where he can already confuse his divine sense, although his strength is not strong, but his divine sense is different, it is a high-level spiritual power that only gods have.

"That's?" Zhang Xiaojian looked at the katana on the stand, similar to the Tang knife, this is a Japanese katana, it is branded with snow characters on it, the blade is bright, it is still so bright under the wear and tear of time.

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes lit up, "This knife is really good, it was forged with special means, and it was attached to a special ability, it should be ice." ”

From the mist on the glass cover, Zhang Xiaojian already knew that this Japanese katana was unusual.

"Forget it, the Japanese katana will be said to be taken out, so it's better to stay here." Zhang Xiaojian gave up this katana with special abilities and walked towards the stairs, but he didn't see any other haode things along the way, most of them were ordinary items, and of course more display cabinets were empty, obviously they had been transferred a long time ago.

ps, let's go for it!!