At half past nine in the evening, the last wave of tourists walked down the steps of the museum with leisurely steps, and Fan Hanlun, wearing sunglasses, carried a small cloth bag against the current in the crowd, and walked confidently into the gate of the Provincial Museum, where the main light had been turned off. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The curator led Fan Hanlun to the back hall of the museum, where two crystal coffins were placed in the center of the spacious back hall, and two signs were erected next to the crystal coffins, introducing the identities of the two deceased: Prince Zhao, the youngest son of King Chu Hui; The wife of Gongzi Zhao, the princess of Xianguo, Yuling.

Fan Hanlun walked slowly to the crystal coffin, and saw the two sleeping people lying quietly in the coffin with smooth skin and clear hair, which looked like ancient corpses that had been buried in the ground for more than 2,000 years.

Fan Hanlun observed the two people in the crystal coffin with his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "Handsome guys and beautiful couples, Gongzi Zhao looks talented, and the lady next to him also looks like a city and a country."

The curator lifted the gold-rimmed glasses hanging on his nose and asked Fan Hanlun with a smile, "Excuse me, have you found anything unusual?" ”

Fan Hanlun took out a compass from the cloth bag and walked around the back hall several times, seeing Fan Hanlun's puzzled face, the curator asked a little nervously, "What, did you find anything?" ”

"But all the ghosts of the Netherworld must have a strong yin qi on their bodies, and the pointer on my compass can guide the place where the yin qi is the thickest around, but you see that the pointer on the compass at this time does not move anywhere I point, it does not have any yin qi in this back hall" Fan Hanlun pointed to the pointer on the compass and said.

The curator frowned and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

Fan Hanlun put away the compass and looked around the exhibition hall with his hands behind his back, and said, "Why don't I stay tonight to see what kind of haunting method is here."

As the sun sets, it's time for the museum to close. Fan Hanlun wandered around the museum exhibition hall of Nuoda with his hands behind his back, he usually didn't have time to wander around here, but this time he had a rare opportunity to open his eyes in this empty museum!

The provincial city is an ancient city with a history of nearly 1,000 years, and it is also the legendary capital of the country, the treasures displayed in the museum go up to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, down to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and almost all the cultural relics of all periods in history are standing quietly in the display case of the museum, and will be commented on by future generations.

At night, most of the lights in the museum have been turned off, only a few small lamps in the corner of the wall emit a faint light, Fan Hanlun holds a flashlight and shuttles back and forth between the exhibition halls, curiously watching the antiquities that have come to him through thousands of years.

At this time, a small noise reached Fan Hanlun's ears, look at the time, it is not yet the time for the security guards to patrol at night, where did that strange sound come from?

Fan Hanlun turned around and walked towards the exhibition hall where the sound had just come from.

On both sides of the corridor leading to the front exhibition hall stood a simulated samurai wearing armor and holding a halberd, the sharp blades reflected the light emitted by the flashlight, and the green emergency lights printed the faces of the simulated soldiers in a strange green, and the serious eyes of the soldiers seemed to be staring closely at Fan Hanlun who walked between them, as if the Vajra Lux from hell was watching this uninvited guest.

A gust of yin wind with a chill struck, blowing the tips of Fan Hanlun's hair, Fan Hanlun instantly felt a chill welling up in his heart, he quickly took out the compass in the cloth bag, but saw that the pointer on the compass still did not change, wondering why the temperature around him would drop so much without yin?

The further I went, the cooler the temperature became, and when Fan Hanlun left the aisle, he found himself in the back hall of the museum!

Fan Hanlun rubbed his eyes, and saw that the back hall with the top light extinguished in front of him was clearly in front of him, and two crystal coffins were quietly placed not far away.

Fan Hanlun's heart began to panic, standing in the quiet back hall, he could even clearly hear the sound of his heart beating faster

"How is this possible, that aisle won't lead to this place at all!" Fan Hanlun nervously walked over to the crystal coffin and stared at the ancient corpse lying in the coffin to determine if he was really in the back hall.

The light of the flashlight shone on the transparent crystal coffin, revealing a young couple lying inside.

"Hell, how did I end up in the Backroom!" Fan Hanlun looked back and saw that there were still two rows of simulated warriors on both sides of the road leading to the back hall, but the eyes of those warriors seemed to have changed a little, and the original Mu Ne's eyes seemed to have become bright, maybe he was hallucinating, Fan Hanlun actually found that the chests of those warriors seemed to be floating in a regular manner, they were alive!?

Just as Fan Hanlun was looking at the simulated warriors beside the aisle, a slight sound of footsteps came from behind him, and a biting chill invaded his back, as if a piece of ice was clinging to his back.

The slight footsteps were rapidly approaching him, Fan Hanlun was nervous and didn't dare to look back, he wanted to flee quickly, but maybe the temperature was too cold, he even felt that his body seemed to be frozen, and his limbs were not feeling at all.

The footsteps finally stopped, and a slight sound of exhalation sounded in Fan Hanlun's ears, and he could clearly feel that something seemed to be standing behind him, and a cold air of the yin wrapped his body tightly.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

A strange laugh suddenly came from his ears, and a cold palm appeared from Fan Hanlun's cheek, the bloodless palm was like a flawless white jade, and the five jade onion-like fingers that were as cold as ice crystals shook uneasily, and each of the three joints on the fingers made a crackling and crisp sound, but those five beautiful fingers were no different from ghost hands in Fan Hanlun's eyes.

Just as Fan Hanlun's eyes were attracted by the five fingers that kept dancing next to his left face, a cold palm suddenly hit behind his right cheek and pressed his eyes.

The icy skin was close to Fan Hanlun's eyelids, and he screamed in shock, and turned around with his body beating, only to see a bewitching woman wearing a red skirt and a phoenix hairpin smiling at him, wasn't that beautiful face the princess of Xianguo lying in the crystal coffin?

Fan Hanlun's eyes glanced at the crystal coffin, Gongzi Zhao was still sleeping in the crystal coffin, but the crystal coffin beside him that was supposed to store his wife was empty, and the woman who had just been lying in a plain dress and sleeping peacefully in it was gone.

Fan Hanlun's hands trembled, maybe the temperature around him was too cold, and he didn't even notice that the flashlight in his hand fell to the ground.

The smooth tile floor reflected the beam of the flashlight, but the face of the woman in the red skirt in front of him turned even paler, and the lipstick on her soft lips was as red as blood.

"You...... Who are you? Fan Hanlun's whole body trembled, he wanted to take out the compass in the cloth bag, but found that the cloth bag that had been straddled his shoulders was lost at some point.

The woman showed a strange smile at Fan Hanlun, slowly walked to his side, and asked in a soft voice, "Are you willing to stay with me?" ”

How dare Fan Hanlun agree, he kept retreating, wanting to retreat into the aisle, not wanting to be suddenly hit by something on his back, he trembled and came back to his senses, and saw that the simulated warriors holding blades were indeed alive, but their faces became extremely hideous, and two sharp fangs came out of their lips, this is clearly the Rakshasa ghost of hell!

The cold hand suddenly pressed against Fan Hanlun's chin, and the woman who was extremely beautiful just now no longer had a stunning face at this time, and her skin full of maggots was constantly dropping pieces of white flesh.

The female ghost opened her big empty mouth and yelled at Fan Hanlun, "Don't you want to stay with me!" ”

Fan Hanlun fled in a hurry, he dodged the female ghost in front of him and ran towards another passage in the back hall, countless warriors wearing armor and holding weapons chased him behind with uniform steps, Fan Hanlun was inexplicably tripped many times along the way, but fortunately, he finally escaped from the terrifying museum after falling with a blue nose and swollen face.

After listening to Fan Hanlun's words, I asked him, "Then you hid at home all night, and only came to me at noon to ask for help?" ”

Fan Hanlun pulled my sleeve and said, "When I got home, I wanted to call my lord overnight, but I didn't expect that when I got home, I couldn't open my eyelids, and I fell asleep on the ground.

I turned my gaze to Moon Dance, only to see that her face turned iron-blue, and the hand that grabbed Fan Hanlun's collar squeezed it tighter, "Impossible, Yuling can't do that!" ”

I stepped forward and pressed Moon Dance's hands, motioned for her to put Fan Hanlun down, and comforted, "Tomorrow Saturday, let's go to the museum together."