The world of the Golden Monument has a total of three main plots, and the first two are like children's live-action animation, full of fun and no danger. In the original play, the footage of the gates of hell opening is as hilarious as a stage play.

And the third main plot is a fairy tale shot for adults, thrilling, romantic love, and there should be a lot of elements.

Li Huan has now come to such a real world.

On the night the gates of hell opened, dozens of police officers were killed in the line of duty, a profound illustration of the cruelty of the real world.

So, what about the collections inside the British Museum?

They have caused quite a lot of trouble to the protagonist's party in the play, and bloody scenes will occur if they are not careful.

Now, Roosevelt actually pulled out a frisbee, and the triceratops across from him would be like the Tyrannosaurus rex in the Natural History Museum in New York, chasing the flying bee alive and bouncing?

Of course not, Americans feel that they are the center of the universe, and instead of putting this idea on their lips, they integrate it into every aspect of life, measuring the whole world by American standards.

It is inconvenient to describe too much.

In short, the plastic cartoon frisbee slammed into the skull of the triceratops and bounced to the side, and the triceratops didn't even tilt its head, and rushed towards Li Huan and them with three sharp horns.

The corridor was very long, and the triceratops was large, leaving no gaps on either side, and it would be hit by it unless it ran back.

But the corridor is not short, and it seems too late to turn back now.

Attila pulled out the scimitar at his waist, stood in the middle of the corridor, and said anxiously, "Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow......"

Only Li Huan, who specialized in learning this small language, and His Royal Highness Akamenla, who was very knowledgeable, understood what he meant.

Li Huan held down his hand holding the knife and said, "You are not a real knife, and it is also made of wax, so you can't stop it." ”

After convincing Attila to get down, he borrowed two long mammoth tusks from the wall next to him, and politely asked the head of the wild boar specimen staring at him, "Can I use it?" ”

The boar's head is crazy and messy.

Two mammoth tusks, more than a meter long, are yellowish-white, curved like hooks, and hold them like two scimitars in their hands.

Li Huan looked at the Triceratops that rushed over, with a short body, and the "double knife" slashed at the calf bone of the triceratops.

"Whew!"

The triceratops stumbled, rolled over and fell, and the wall skin was rubbed off by his ribs.

Li Huan took advantage of the situation to pursue, stepped on the tail of the triceratops, jumped onto its huge skull, raised a mammoth tusk, and vigorously pierced into the bone gap between the neck of the triceratops, causing the triceratops to scream in pain.

He stepped on the dragon's head, and the tip of the other tusk was aimed at the dragon's eye in a threatening manner.

Sure enough, the triceratops didn't dare to move, its forelimbs were carefully bent, and the whole dragon was like Erha who was only pressed to the ground, and only dared to sneak a glance at it.

"Stay here, don't come along." Li Huan warned.

"Woo woo ......" the triceratops whimpered twice, its voice was low, and it seemed that it had been subdued with one blow.

Li Huan plucked the ivory from the dragon's neck, put it back on the display shelf by the wall, and said "thank you" to the stunned wild boar's head specimen.

The group continued on to the Ancient Egyptian Quarter, and the next stop was the sculpture collection area.

As soon as they walked into the spacious door of the exhibition hall, everyone felt a yin wind blowing, and then saw the scene inside the exhibition hall, which was simply a ghost movie scene.

Headless, legless, armless...... In short, there is not a complete collection of Greco-Roman sculptures.

A replica of "The Goddess of Victory of Samotras" is touching around with the two wings behind her, her head and hands have been lost in thousands of years of war and turmoil, and only two legs are still moving. The cloth robe on her body was originally made of plaster, but now it swayed slightly as she walked, like real linen.

Venus's feet were glued to the drywall, and she couldn't move, so she could only twist her body to look at the doorway, and when she saw someone coming in, she cried out for joy, "Help! Help!”

Everyone walked over, and Li Huan asked, "Madam, what help do you need?" ”

Venus said anxiously: "Thank goodness, someone finally came, can you help me pull my clothes up?" My top fell off my ass and no one pulled it up for me for so many years. ”

Roosevelt looked at the god of beauty in front of him, his eyes fell on his upper body, and asked, "Aren't you supposed to be like this?" ”

Venus exclaimed, "How could I be like this? Isn't it cold when you don't wear clothes? If I had my hands, I wouldn't have to bother you. ”

Li Huan hurriedly reached out to help her lift her clothes, scooped them up from her waist, and hung them around her neck, because she had no hands and no left shoulder, so she simply tied a knot around her neck.

"Oh, thank you, I feel so much better." Venus said gratefully.

"You're welcome."

Moving on, "The Discus Thrower" and "David" are throwing stones at each other; The caryatids of the Temple of Athens walk on top of a large stone brick; Another large number of "handsome guys and beauties" with only heads and no bodies kept staring at everyone, and their heads followed them all the way.

"It's terrifying, it's scary than walking in a cemetery." Roosevelt couldn't help but say.

Li Huan also felt very weird, such a scene did not need to be modified, and it could be directly lent to the author of the supernatural novel to play freely.

In addition, there are many reliefs, which cannot be separated from the stone slabs, and can only move around in a limited space, scratching each other's ears and cheeks, like a group of monkeys to pass the boring time.

Leaving the eerie sculpture hall, they arrived at the knights' exhibition hall.

The collection is made up of knightly documents and armor and weapons, which are at least a few hundred years old and symbolize the chivalric culture of the Middle Ages.

Several full-body armor stood silently by the wall, these were armor cast from modern crafts, as were the swords at the waist, made of ready-made steel.

None of the group was interested in knights, and everyone wanted to hurry through the hall.

Li Huan knew that there was a knight Lancelot here, and he was also one of the important participants in the plot of the third mission.

So he deliberately said, "Your Highness Akamenla, if the sacred golden tablet is not repaired tonight, it should not be able to be used again tomorrow." ”

Akamenla thought that Li Huan was seriously discussing with him, and said without doubt: "Yes, if it can't be restored tonight, I think it will be like a collection that sees the sun, and it will turn into ashes and disappear." ”

"It would be a shame if such a magical treasure disappeared, we will definitely be able to fix it." Li Huan said as if he was cheering.

He kept an eye on the several modern craft full body armor, and sure enough, a silver shiny full body armor trembled slightly, it must be Lancelot Knight inside, only he would be interested in the "sacred treasure".