Founded in 1753, the British Museum is a comprehensive museum open to the public free of charge in London's Great Russell Square, covering an area of 670,000 square meters, with more than 100 exhibition rooms and millions of collections.

Chen Ziwen went there once before and was dazzled.

Even if you look at the flowers and see all the parts on display, it will take a day.

Although the vast majority of the collection is useless to Chen Ziwen, there are so many things in this museum that they have been looted all over the world back then, and only a small part of the exhibits that are on display include several exhibits containing ancient materials.

Most of them were plundered from the East.

Chen Ziwen is a fan of Lu Xun's books and believes in the doctrine of take-it-or-leave-it.

This time, it is impossible to return empty-handed.

Leaving the auction venue, Chen Ziwen was empty-handed, and Chen Ziwen spent money to let the auction house be responsible for sending it to Hong Kong City.

As soon as I left the venue, it was already night.

The streets of London are bustling with people dressed up as demons and monsters in fancy dress.

Halloween is similar to Halloween, where these people dress themselves up as ghosts, and at first they actually want to scare off the so-called ghosts.

Now, of course, it's all about partying.

Chen Ziwen was dressed ordinarily, but he looked out of place when he arrived here.

The museum's closing time was slightly extended tonight, and Chen Ziwen walked forward, thinking about how to do it for a while as he walked.

"Boy, get the money out!"

Without waiting for Chen Ziwen to go far, a group of guys dressed up as vampires, armed with daggers, surrounded Chen Ziwen in the middle, and said viciously.

Chen Ziwen glanced at them and nodded: "Go over there, there are too many people here." ”

These people didn't expect Chen Ziwen to be so cooperative, and they couldn't help but look at each other and laugh.

"Then get over there,, don't let me do it, be careful I'll cut your neck with a knife!" One person pushed Chen Ziwen.

Chen Ziwen nodded, walked forward, and walked into a quiet path.

"Is this man a fool?"

Someone said to his companion with a smile, his voice unabashed.

Chen Ziwen turned his head as he walked and said, "The Lord said that someone hit your right cheek, and even the left cheek was turned around and hit by him." Someone takes your undershirt, and even your underwear is taken by him. If someone forces you to walk one mile, you will accompany him for two miles. Love your enemies. Prayer for your persecution......"

Chen Ziwen walked into the alley and saw that there was no one else, so he turned to look at a few people: "But I don't believe in the Lord." My surname is Chen. ”

As he spoke, several blood-red tentacles poured out of Chen Ziwen's body, and one end of the tentacles condensed into a cone, directly penetrating these guys who were frightened and turned around to flee from behind.

After such a long period of familiarity, Chen Ziwen's control of the blood evil qi is no longer limited to the release of blood evil, and can be condensed into some simple shapes.

Although it can't be as ever-changing as the flying corpse qi and do whatever you want, it has also made great progress, and I believe that in the near future, Chen Ziwen will be able to use a forty-meter blood-colored broadsword.

It is also possible to embroider a few red flowers on the blood-colored coat.

"No, it's not underwear, it's ...... outerwear"

In the alley.

When a guy lost his breath, he looked at Chen Ziwen and said.

Chen Ziwen glanced at him and nodded at him. I'm going to die, and I still remember what I said wrong.

As a sign of respect, Chen Ziwen took away his coat and put it on himself.

"From now on, I'm a vampire."

Chen Ziwen put on a vampire costume, used his bloody breath to get a blood-colored mask for himself, then looked at the dead people at his feet, took out a vial from his waist, poured out a few finger-length iron nails from the vial, and then drove several iron nails into the heads of several people.

After doing this, Chen Ziwen squatted on the ground and recited words to a few people, and after a while, he saw a few people "live"!

This is a type of descent technique.

Specialized in the control of dead bodies.

However, this kind of control is very low-end, and it is impossible for these corpse servants to do too complicated things, and every twelve hours, the iron nails must be pulled out and re-tempered with medicine before they can be used again.

This technique was learned by Chen Ziwen from Siam, which is similar to the method used by Luo Lie in the movie "Hooking the Soul and Lowering the Head".

The reason why Chen Ziwen used it was because he wanted to find a few subordinates to help.

After all, even if you go to the museum to pick up something, you can't drive in.

Chen Ziwen saw that a few people were resurrected, cast a spell to control a few people to follow, left the alley, and entered the street, Chen Ziwen saw some Halloween decorations parked on the side of the road, so he took out a light wooden coffin with Western characteristics from it, let a few people carry it, and walked in the direction of the museum with great fanfare.

On the way, I went to the store again, bought some paper, and exchanged some money.

While walking, Chen Ziwen pretended to be the special one among the vampires, took out a handful of paper money, and sprinkled it into the sky.

Westerners do not have the custom of burning paper money.

So half of what Chen Ziwen sprinkled was paper, and half was real money.

The denomination is not large, but the quantity is quite large.

Halloween came out to play and loved to be lively, but now someone is carrying the coffin and scattering money, and suddenly a large group of people followed.

It didn't take long for Chen Ziwen's coffin team to be surrounded by black press.

Someone talked to the corpse servant who carried the coffin, and after getting no response, he actually felt very cool, and he didn't know where to find a few wooden coffins, and he also found four people to carry them on their shoulders.

For a time, there were more coffins.

Some even put small children on the lid of the coffin and sat down.

This scene can't help but remind Chen Ziwen of the snake spirit disease in a Conan fandom.

But the people there sprinkle sugar and their own money.

"Keep up! Let's go to the museum, to save the Egyptian mummies trapped in the museum, to save the blood-sucking zombies in the ancient eastern country, to save the bone dinosaurs, to save the resentful spirits trapped inside......"

Chen Ziwen shouted while throwing money.

The crowd echoed.

The crowd went on, and soon after, the museum was in sight, and the square was still sprayed with fountains.

Chen Ziwen took the lead, and after throwing money closer, he saw the security staff and other staff coming forward, and without waiting for them to speak, he used the blood qi as the thrust to pop out a few drops of potion and shoot them on the skin of several museum staff.

This potion is a "Psychic Fall" that can make people feel bad.

Chen Ziwen made some during his previous retreat.

At this time, seeing that the staff had been recruited, Chen Ziwen pulled them by the arm, as if calling them into the team, pulled them to the corpse servants, and entered the museum with the coffin team.

The atmosphere was higher for a while.

"Finally in."

Chen Ziwen said in his heart.

Originally, I just wanted to bring a coffin in to load things, but I didn't expect such a large group of people to come with it, and now the demons are dancing wildly, even if someone comes to stop it, it is not so quickly suppressed.

casually planted ecstasy for several security personnel, Chen Ziwen jumped up, jumped onto a coffin like a vampire, and at the same time took out all the banknotes of no less than tens of thousands of pounds on his body, and threw them into the sky under the gaze of everyone:

"I'm Count Dracula!"

"Want my treasure? If you want, I can give it all to you, go find it! I've put all my treasures in this museum! ”

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to carnival, Chen Ziwen made a thunderous move, took the corpse servant and the wooden coffin, disappeared into the crowd out of thin air, and went to a display point containing ancient materials exhibits in his memory.