The old curator said a lot that day, and by the time Li Juan carried the sleeping old curator to put him in the taxi, it was already close to midnight.

When she returned to the museum alone, Li Juan was inexplicably stunned. The building is cold, stereotyped, and lifeless. With the departure of the last staff member, it has also become a dead tomb.

Li Juan took a deep breath, she didn't know why she suddenly had this thought, and when she looked back, the security room at the front door was still lit, which also gave her a little courage. During this time of work, Li Juan has been going back and forth between the basement and the third floor of the museum, and before leaving, she will make sure for the last time that the museum's collections are not damaged or lost.

But this originally easy job has become a kind of torture today. Li Juan was about to leave after a quick inspection of the three floors above ground, but the moment she turned off the lights, she saw a cold white spot of light dragging on the corridor in the distance.

The light flecks made her heart beat wildly, and the corridor only led to one place—the basement.

The light on the basement floor made an oblique line along the crack of the door, obviously someone forgot to turn it off when they went out, and they wanted to close it smoothly when they were put in the usual place, but today as long as she thought of what the old curator had said, she couldn't stop a chill down her spine.

This is the first time in Li Juan's life that she was frightened by these nihilistic statements of ghosts and gods, she stood at the door of the basement floor, thinking about closing the door and leaving immediately, but she suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow flashing in the door, the speed was very fast, and it disappeared in an instant, so fast that Li Juan thought that her eyes had an illusion.

But she was sure she saw it, the figure was still wearing the uniform of the museum staff, the red museum icon was very conspicuous on the back, she had been in the museum for four or five years, and she thought she would not be mistaken.

It's not a ghost, it's that there are still people in the museum who haven't left.

Thinking of this, Li Juan's heart was a little more stable, although she used to say that people are more terrible than ghosts, but when it really comes to choosing one of the two, Li Juan will still choose the former. She has practiced grappling and martial arts, and ordinary people can't get close to her body in three or four, what if she faces ghosts? So what? Do you play a set of military physical boxing?

Li Juan laughed at herself in her heart, and walked into the basement floor, in order to strengthen her courage, he also deliberately raised his voice and scolded a few times, hoping that the people hiding inside could come out by themselves, but it was useless, her voice was empty and came back, there was no breath of a living person here.

"I actually felt something at the time, and I wanted to leave immediately, and I said that even if someone really stayed in the basement floor and had a plan, I would go out now and lock the door and lock him up for one night, and then arrest him the next day."

"But you didn't go, did you?"

"Well, no."

Li Juan didn't leave because she heard a sound, a sound like a rat gnawing something.

…… It's small, it's light, but it's also harsh.

So Li Juan took a few more steps inside, the sound came from the innermost row of display cases on the basement floor, through the glass, she could faintly see a piece of tin foil used to wrap items dragged out a long section on the ground, because the cold wind in the air swayed slightly on the ground, making a rustling sound.

Li Juan breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly scolded herself for being useless, just a story made her suspicious and afraid of being like this, if she really saw a ghost, what kind of virtue would it be.

But why is there wind on the basement level?

Li Juan looked inside again, there was no one behind the display case, the wind was blowing out of the crack in the door of the second basement floor, and the door of the second basement floor was actually open......

This discovery surprised Li Juan,

Why is the door on the second basement floor open? Who ran in? Or, what came out of it?

When Li Juan reacted, she was already standing in front of the door of the second basement floor, and she had a very strange feeling at this moment.

It was an obvious feeling of life and death, yin and yang being separated and stripped away, and the boundary was so obvious that Li Juan felt a chill all over her body, but she still stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the second basement floor......