In the lobby of the museum, dozens of American Civil War soldiers stood in front of them, all holding old-fashioned rifles and aiming at three old guards.

Behind them was the skeleton of a Tyrannosaurus rex, a low roar between the bones, full of menace.

On the left is Attila, the king of the Huns, and several of his men, with a face full of flesh and a steel knife in hand; Behind them were Neanderthals with torches, screaming "Uriwala", and it was not known whether they understood the situation.

On the right is a group of explorers, led by a bronze statue of Columbus, who draws a bronze pirate sword from his waist and points it at three guards; There was also a large number of colonial explorers of the Americas.

On the stands on both sides, there are also a large number of miniature figures, on the left is the Roman army led by the Roman ruler Octavian, with bows and arrows; On the right is a Mayan and Native American blowgun unit coated with narcotic drugs.

"God, back down, back down." Cecil said in horror.

Although these resurrected collections are still made of wax figures and sculptures, they are so numerous that the main entrance will not be able to break through.

They hurried back, intending to slip through the back door.

Unexpectedly, before he had taken a few steps, a huge black shadow approached around the corner.

The two-meter-and-a-half terrifying creature showed a hideous face, covered in black knotted muscles, full of teeth, with a long tongue swirling in the air, like a poisonous snake, and its upside-down white eyes were like terrifying ghosts in fairy tales.

The style of this creature is completely different from the previous collections, and the three old guards are inexplicably frightened.

Venom's head cracked, revealing Li Huan's face, and he said with a grin: "Three gentlemen, I have a good errand for you, I don't know if you are willing to accept it?" ”

The sharp nails of his hands gently scratched the edge of the wall, leaving three deep dents.

Having said that, the three old guys didn't know how to choose, so they became free laborers in the museum, mainly responsible for the cleaning and sanitation of the venue.

Every night, after the collection has been played, the old guards are done by the old guards, who are able to be as energetic as young people at night under the effect of the golden tablet.

Li Huan originally planned to bury all three of them, it was impossible to send them to prison, after all, they knew the secret of the golden tablet; But Akamenla didn't seem to want to kill them, so he had to waste them and leave them in the museum.

This is the end of the plot of the first part of "Wonderful Night at the Museum", for Li Huan, it is very simple, otherwise Shang Chaojing would not have entrusted him to solve the problem.

The plot of the second part will take another two years, and he can wait slowly, and by the way, he can learn the knowledge of the Golden Tablet from His Highness Akamenla. This golden tablet is small enough to fit into a Sumeru ring.

The days are on track.

Every evening, Li Huan sat at the guide desk to learn various languages, and sometimes, His Royal Highness Akamenla would come to check the progress of the ancient Egyptian.

The collections have never been so close to each other as they are now, and although there were frictions at first, they eventually became good friends.

One day, Li Huan remembered the graffiti that had been robbed from the bank safe, and hung them on the wall of the Asia Room.

When night falls, the golden monument flashes with enchanting brilliance, and everything comes back to life.

The Asian Room suddenly became noisy.

"Hey, where am I?"

"What kind of place is this? Someone, escort! ”

……

Similar words come and go, and they are all various dialects, SHX, XA, NJ, BJ......

"I'm going, who the hell is so boring, collecting a bunch of portraits of the emperor?" Li Huan was speechless, how much money was cheated of that gang boss, I had never heard of anyone collecting something like this for the emperor.

Roughly counting, there are more than 400 of them.

Isn't this the scene where more than 400 emperors gathered together in history?

Sure enough, after a while they quarreled.

First of all, the emperors of five generations later shouted: "Shi Jingjiao? Where is Shi Jingjiao's turtle grandson? You give me out! ”

Later Tang Emperor Li Siyuan shouted strangely: "Who, what are you looking for my son-in-law?" He was not an emperor. ”

"Phew!" A large number of emperors surnamed Song scolded in unison: "The surname is Li, your son-in-law is a traitor, Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures were sold to Khitan dogs by him, and he has not taken it back yet!" ”

An emperor surnamed Zhu coughed: "I'm sorry, I took it back." ”

The Great Song Emperor said strangely: "Who are you?" In the 400 years of the Song Dynasty, I have never heard of the reconquest of my homeland. ”

A group of emperors surnamed Zhu explained: "Behind your old Song family is our family, and the sixteen states of Yanyun are my grandfather (grandfather, grandfather, grandfather...... Recovered. ”

The emperor surnamed Song quit: "What? You have robbed us of the throne! ……”

Both sides scolded.

Emperor Li Siyuan of the Later Tang Dynasty was shocked, in 455, Lao Tzu's reign was less than a fraction of this year, why was his son-in-law so stupid?

"Father...... Father. Li Siyuan heard a low greeting in his ears, he poked his head out, took a closer look, and scolded: "The surname is Shi, Lao Tzu has long seen that your Shatuo boy is not a good thing, and said, how did you sell Lao Tzu's good country?" ”

Before Shi Jingjiao could speak, "Bah, bah", a lot of saliva of the Great Song Emperor flew from all directions and sprayed on his portrait.

Shi Jingjiao in the painting couldn't dodge, and was drenched all over his face, complaining bitterly.

The emperor surnamed Wanyan couldn't sit still, and they also joined the battle, spitting at the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, "How can you speak, respect our godson, you have to have the ability to take it back from us." Most of the 400 years of wind and rain have been smooth, how many times better than your Lin'an, a little forced to do it? ”

"Phew! Fu Song Fu Song, do you know what it means......"

Li Huan looked at the spitting stars flying all over the scene, he was really helpless, he didn't know much about history, and he didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only sit next to the play and watch the play.

"Young man, how many generations has my Great Qin been passed on?" A majestic voice asked.

Li Huan turned his head and saw that it was the emperor posted on the first sheet.

Wait a minute...... I think he beat me like a dog?

Li Huan pointed to the portrait next to him and said, "That one is also from Daqin." ”

Ying Zheng looked at the portrait next to him, and the young emperor with a wine-colored face in the portrait was submissive, not daring to meet his father's gaze.

"Hu Hai, where is your eldest brother? Wait, you're the Great Qin Emperor, what's the back? Ying Zheng said in surprise.

"Hehe, I'll come to my old Liu's house later." A certain emperor surnamed Liu, who looked like a ruffian, snickered.

Ying Zheng was so angry that he wanted to tear up Hu Hai's portrait alive, but unfortunately he couldn't get out of the painting.

Li Huan looked around, except for the emperors who were still scolding around the Yanyun issue, the others all found their own clans and began to reminisce.