The Alison Museum is also a splendid building in Jinhua City, Ding Mian stepped into the door, the air conditioning from the shop, and the dim interior in stark contrast with the outdoor sunlight, let people be liberated from the heat and fatigue of early summer.

After entering the door, the rich museum atmosphere of the empty hall and the service desks hidden in the shadows on both sides give people a signal of silence, and instantly turn from the gloomy outside world to the interior with a strong historical atmosphere.

Ding Mian rarely has such a relaxed time, so he simply puts his hands behind his back, like a retired grandfather, strolling leisurely, admiring the displays one by one in a hurry.

The museum is huge, very big, but there is not a single tourist.

Ding Mian walked through the corridors alone, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the silence.

He liked the feeling of silence very much, as if the world was so big that he was the only one left, and he could hear his own heartbeat more clearly.

Walking to the center, Ding Mian saw a bronze statue more than three meters high, with wings on its back, wrapped in a mass of strong clothing, revealing a murderous atmosphere.

Ding Mian couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Most of the folk crafts in this museum are calligraphy, painting, stone carvings, coins, jade and other folk crafts, and this statue is really out of place here.

At some point, a tourist walked up to Ding Mian and did the same, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the statue.

The tourists are in their early twenties, very young, and athletic, even if they are wearing very Sven polo shirts, they still can't hide the obvious fitness of the usual body.

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Fortunately, there is a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose, which also hides a lot of edge.

The men all stayed in front of the statue for a long time, not speaking to each other.

When Ding Mian wanted to leave, the man chuckled and said, "First time? ”

Ding Mian turned his head in surprise and said, "Well, are you too?" ”

"No, I've been here many times." "There's something different about this museum. ”

"How is it different?" Ding Mian quipped, "Is it because there are no tourists under the expensive rent?" ”

The man laughed, saying that this was only one aspect, mainly because although the museum was open to the public, it was very picky about its guests.

Ding Mian didn't believe it, how could he be picky about customers when he said he was doing business?

But he quickly shut up, just because he thought of the clerk of the bridal shop, isn't it just picky about customers?

"Ordinary guests can't enter this museum at all." The man said.

"What do you mean?" Ding Mian was puzzled.

"It means that the owner of this museum is a magician, and only those who know magic can see the museum, and mortals can't see it, so how can they enter." The man explained.

"Big brother, don't be kidding." Ding Mian couldn't cry or laugh, thinking this guy was very interesting.

"I'm not kidding."

"So you mean, I'm also a magician?"

"Not really."

“……”

Ding Mian felt that he couldn't communicate with this guy.

"Do you know what this statue is?" The man said suddenly.

Ding Mian glanced at the statue a few times and said: "It looks like a person, but it doesn't look like it, its eyes are different from people, and it has wings, could it be a fallen angel?" ”

The man was amused, and said that if he heard you say that, he would be furious.

"You've seen him in person?" Ding Mian asked.

"Nope." The man shook his head, "I only hate myself for being born decades later and not witnessing this person's demeanor." ”

"Who the hell is he?" Ding Mian was a little curious, although he knew that the other party might be a little unconscious, but he still asked.

"He, he is the former savior of the Yin and Yang Realm, a zombie who cultivates to the sky." The man looked at the statue, his expression full of admiration, and his voice was a little excited.

Hearing the words "Yin and Yang Realm", Ding Mian's face sank, and he said vigilantly: "Who are you?" ”

The man turned around and said with a smile: "Your intuition is good, I was actually far away from you at the door before, but I still made you sense my presence." ”

Ding Mian sneered: "If I can't sense such a strong murderous aura, I'm afraid I won't be able to live now." ”

"Makes sense." The man nodded and said, "After all, the person who can kill Elder Ma Yu believes that even if it is an ant, it is the one among the ants that can bite the elephant to death." ”

Ding Mian looked at the man in shock and said, "Are you Ma Yu's friend?" ”

"No, no, no, I've never been friends with that exterminator." The man waved his hand and said with a smile, "To be honest, she was hacked to death by you, I think it's quite relieved, I used to compete with me in the sect to prevent me from meeting Yan'er, just this one, if it weren't for the face of the sect master, I would have punched her to death...... Oh of course, one punch is not enough, even if this guy is useless, he is still a Six Realms monk. ”

"So guess how many punches it will take me to kill you?"

Ding Mian adjusted his breathing, looked at the smiling man, and said, "Why didn't I kill you?" ”

"It makes sense, there are accidents in everything, even if it's a destitute waste, what if you win that one-hundredmillionth lottery jackpot?" The man smiled and said, "Well, I don't think I'm unlucky, so this 1 in 100 million probability shouldn't happen." ”

Ding Mian held the pig-killing knife in one hand and said coldly: "So, you are also an elder of the Shangqing faction?" ”

The man nodded, "My name is Du Wenxuan, an elder of the Heaven Breaking Pavilion of the Shangqing Sect...... Well, you may not have heard of the Heaven Breaking Pavilion, but you should know about the body refining lineage, right?

Yes, the Heaven Breaking Pavilion belongs to the body refining lineage. Other words...... I'm just like you, I'm all physical, isn't that easy to understand? ”

Ding Mian's pupils shrank, and he didn't say anything.

"Originally, I was quite happy that you killed Ma Yu, a stinky woman, and I should have thanked you, but you shouldn't have offended my lovely little princess and beat him...... Alas, you said that you, in the face of such a cute and playful little girl, how could you be poisoned? So, with this alone, it's not enough for you to die 10,000 times. Du Wenxuan said with a smile.

"Oh, can you call your little princess out?" Ding Mian sneered and looked around, "Or does your little princess only dare to hide behind your back as a shrunken turtle?" ”

Without waiting for Du Wenxuan to speak, an angry rebuke came:

"Ding Mian, you bastard with a thousand cuts, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Ding Mian turned around and saw Lei Yan'er, who had a frosty face and a murderous expression, walking out of one place.