Chapter 197: The Thorn of the Arala Tree
"Could it be your delusion?"
"Possibly. ”
"Come to think of it, this is the museum of the First University, and there are two door gods standing outside, how can someone sneak in?"
"Aren't we just coming in?"
Although the young wizards were still talking in whispers, their eyes were always vigilantly staring at the darkest corners of the exhibition hall, and they did not have to relax for a moment, and the magic books in their hands were always in a state of activation, ready to throw a string of prepared spells at any time.
Xiao Xiao held the crystal ball in both hands, divining for a long time, but he gained nothing.
"Maybe the squad leader really heard something," he finally expressed some cautious optimism, "It is said that there are several ghosts resident in the museum exhibition hall, belonging to the Earth Bound Spirits, and it is possible that they came from the noise just now." ”
This explanation is not perfect, but it is enough to calm people's hearts.
The false alarm was not welcome, but it finally rekindled everyone's spirits and raised their vigilance against tonight's adventure.
Continuing along the exhibition hall, the group quickly stepped into the darkness of their previous vision. It's just that the darkness in the distance, when you are in it, you are often already familiar with the light around you, and you feel that it is not much different from before.
Similar emptiness and quiet.
The exhibits in the glass case lie silently on the velvet cushions, as they have been for decades, even centuries and thousands of years, and accept the serious or perfunctory gaze of the passers-by.
Beyond the darkness, there was a high threshold painted with intricate runes, and behind the threshold was another exhibition hall.
There are far fewer glass cases in this room, and as far as the eye can see, there are more parapet-shaped booths surrounded by red hemp rope the thickness of forearms, and the skeletons of magical creatures are displayed on the stands.
The first place in all the remains was not the dragon, phoenix, or the most famous magical creatures in myths and legends such as the big snake, spirit turtle, and unicorn in Zheng Qing's imagination.
Rather, it's the skeleton of an ape-like creature.
Zheng Qing approached the booth and glanced down at the brass inscription hanging on the pillar in front of the stage: The mountain of swagger, there are beasts, its shape is like Yu and white ears, and the pedestrians walk, its name is called the Raccoon, and the food is good at walking.
The commentary is very brief, and does not list the worlds, phylums, classes, orders, families, genera, and species of this creature as in the wizarding encyclopedia, nor does it record its magical abilities, legends, and stories, nor does it tell visitors why it is listed as the first of all magical creatures.
Some just like senior gourmets, remarked the edible effect of this creature.
This is the most straightforward and cruel truth in nature, the young public scholarship student sighed in his heart, and looked up at the skeleton of the fox on the stand.
It stands in a green blade of grass like a leek, leaning on a maze tree, leaning over and looking out at the exit of this exhibition hall.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Zheng Qing always felt that this fox's head seemed to be tilted towards him.
"Hurry up and don't be left behind!"
Xiao Xiao lowered his voice and beckoned to him: "If you are really interested, you can wait until the final exam is over and come here to visit for a whole day!"
"It's coming," Zheng Qing smiled apologetically, trotting to keep up with the pace of the hunting team, while explaining in a low voice, "It's none of my business...... You know, cats are very curious. ”
"Huh?" Jiang Yu, who was walking in front of him, glanced back, expressing her skepticism about the wizard's explanation.
An embarrassed smile appeared on Zheng Qing's face.
Before his embarrassment could fade, the witch stopped suddenly, and the young student didn't notice it for a while, and slammed into the witch, and the two of them stumbled at the same time.
The wizard stood firm, gave her a hand, and then looked ahead, wondering what was happening.
At the front of the line.
Zhang Jixin's feet were not eight, his fists were one in front of the other, slightly in front of his chest, and he was ready to fight. Banner slightly staggered the back half of his body, a layer of blue appeared on his face, and his figure slowly grew larger.
Zheng Qing's gaze crossed the gap between the two hunters, one main and one secondary, and saw the obstacle at the front of the team.
It's a chicken.
To be precise, it is the skeleton of a magical creature suspected of being a golden chicken, pacing with small square steps, and walking from the left side of the exhibition hall to the right side of the exhibition hall in a hurry. Because of the slow pace and the long tailbone behind him, the way of the hunting team was blocked.
"What is this?" asked the wizard with a straight look in his eyes.
Jiang Yu stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, but did not make a sound.
Zheng Qing followed the direction of her finger and looked at an empty booth there, and the red hemp rope around the platform had fallen to the ground at some point, like a dead snake.
He guessed the identity of the chicken skeleton with his toes.
"Are the exhibits alive?" the young scholarship student thought it was a bit funny.
The chicken seemed to hear the wizard's muttering, and Fang Step, who was pacing, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and tilted his head to look at him.
The empty gaze was mixed with Bai Sensen's skeleton, and the entire exhibition hall seemed to be a little chilly.
Click.
The upper and lower jaws of the chicken skeleton collided with each other, making a clicking sound, as if they were talking, but everyone present did not understand the skeleton language, so it was naturally inconvenient to talk to them.
After a long pause, seeing that everyone was still silent and cautious, he finally shook his head boredly, and continued to walk forward with small square steps, and soon disappeared into the shadows on the other side of the exhibition hall.
Several young wizards quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The team began to move on.
"Do you know that these exhibits are alive?" Zheng Qing squeezed to Xiao Xiao's side and asked in a low voice. He noticed that several of the other members of the hunting party had their ears pricked up.
"I've heard of it. The doctor was vague about this, and looked left and right with his eyes wandering: "...... When we were helping out before, the seniors of the museum told us that there would be some exhibits in the exhibition hall that had been detained for a long time in the evening, so we should not care. ”
"Do they belong to the Necromancy?"
"Theoretically, there are no living souls in the museum's exhibits, and even the ghost exhibition shows ghosts whose consciousness has completely dissipated......"
Zheng Qing didn't know how the so-called ghost of consciousness completely dissipated existed in the world, and in his concept, the ghost was originally the existence of consciousness condensation.
As they spoke, the team passed by an empty booth.
The original specimens on the booth have wandered away, leaving only a lush Aralia tree, sticking its branches out of the red hemp rope and swaying slightly in the dark exhibition hall, as if to greet the guests.
As a return gift, Zheng Qing touched the branch with his hand.
"Shhhh......h Just a stab in the hand. ”
He had forgotten that there were thorns in the Aralia tree.