The studio built by Mu Rong is next door to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum, not far away.

Liu Yifei arrived at the museum's parking lot at three o'clock in the afternoon, but waited until half past five and did not see Mu Rong come out.

The museum is open from half past eight in the morning to five in the afternoon, and it has been half an hour past the closing time, but Mu Rong has not yet come out.

She was a little worried, so she called Mu Rong, only to find that Mu Rong's phone was turned off.

At this time, Liu Yifei couldn't sit still, so she hurriedly got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the museum.

But when she got to the door, she was stopped by the security guards.

"I'm sorry, but it's closed now, and we don't accept tourists."

Liu Yifei explained: "I have a friend in the museum, and he hasn't come out yet. ”

"Huh?"

The security guard attached great importance to it and hurriedly asked, "Which hall is he in?" ”

If there are tourists stranded in the exhibition hall, they will be scolded.

Liu Yifei was stunned: "I don't know, he didn't say it, he just said it was here." ”

"So why don't you call him and ask? Does he have a cell phone? ”

"His phone is off."

Hearing this, the security guard was immediately relieved: "Then he should have gone out, we are closed every day, there will be people patrolling, it is impossible to stay tourists." ”

"Shouldn't it? His car is still in the parking lot, how can he go back if he doesn't drive? ”

Liu Yifei's thoughts are very clear.

When the security guard heard this, he immediately hesitated, and could only use the walkie-talkie to report the situation to the captain.

Just when Liu Yifei was communicating with the security guard, in Hall 1, there was a figure that leaped down from the railing and fell lightly into the exhibition pit.

In order to protect the terracotta warriors and horses from the erosion and aging of artificial light, all lights in the exhibition hall are turned off every night.

But the sky is not completely dark, and there is still natural light in the exhibition hall.

Mu Rong stepped on the uneven pit tunnel, looked at the terracotta warriors and horses around him, and his mood fluctuated.

These terracotta warriors and horses that accompanied the Qin Emperor to accompany him, even in the Great Song Dynasty where he once lived, had a distance of thousands of years.

And the Great Song Dynasty is also separated from the era where he is now, a thousand years wide.

Walking among these terracotta figurines, which are more than 2,000 years old, Mu Rong's mood is very complicated.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a terracotta warrior and looked at its forehead.

There, there is a clear fingerprint imprint.

This is apparently the fingerprint of the craftsman who made this terracotta warrior in the first place.

Looking at this fingerprint that had passed through more than 2,000 years, Mu Rong's heart couldn't help but tremble.

The terracotta warrior's face gradually became ambiguous, and after a while, he turned into his own appearance, looking at him playfully, and asked with a smile: "Do you think I am real or fake?" ”

Looking at him, Mu Rong was not surprised, but said in a low voice: "You are fake, you are a personality that I imagined when I was reading "Tianlong Babu". ”

"Really?"

In front of him, he smiled and said, "Then why can you train your internal strength?" ”

Mu Rong was silent.

"You always knew I was real."

In front of him, he smiled even brighter, and then asked, "Since you can come here, will Wang Yuyan also come here?" ”

Mu Rong didn't seem to hear it, but he whispered in his mouth: "I'm Mu Rong, I like Sissi." ”

"Then why am I still here?"

He smiled hatefully in front of him.

Mu Rong clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"You can't kill me."

In front of him, he smiled: "You killed me once, but didn't I come out again?" ”

Mu Rong was silent again.

"Hahaha!"

In front of him, he laughed even more hatefully: "Actually, I believe in you, but you can't believe in yourself!" ”

"Say no more!"

Mu Rong's face suddenly became ugly.

"You're in a hurry! You're in a hurry! Hahaha! ”

In front of him, he couldn't stop laughing.

With a gloomy face, Mu Rong slowly raised his fist.

He wanted to smash this hateful face with a punch.

Swish!

Suddenly, the lights in the exhibition hall came on.

"Don't move!"

"What are you doing?"

Several shouts came from above the stands.

Liu Yifei's anxious voice also sounded: "Cousin! ”

Mu Rong's eyes suddenly returned to clarity, and his appearance in front of him gradually returned to the Terracotta Army.

Before disappearing, he in front of him smiled and said, "You can't avoid me forever." ”

……

Half an hour later, in the reception room, Liu Yifei was apologizing to the museum director who came in a hurry: "I'm sorry! Director Song, this is really a misunderstanding, no matter how much loss is caused, we are willing to pay for it. ”

Curator Song glanced at Mu Rong, who was sitting silently, and said helplessly: "There is no loss, even if I step on a few footprints, the cultural relics experts of our unit usually enter the pit, and the figurines are not damaged."

It's just that... Mr. Mu, why did you suddenly run into the exhibition pit? Tell me, I can get the expert to take you in! ”

Mu Rong came to shoot and greeted the museum.

If he wants to enter the pit, he can apply to get in.

"Director Song, I'm sorry, it's my problem."

Mu Rong said sincerely: "Maybe I've been a little stunned in filming recently, and I've caused you trouble!" ”

"It's okay, I know, you artists always have a bit of a quirk."

Curator Song was very generous and said with a smile: "Several experts in our unit who study history are sometimes frightened, and I am used to them. ”

After a few jokes, Director Song did not offer compensation, but just reminded Mu Rong not to do this again in the future.

Jumping from the stands is too dangerous and easy to get hurt.

If you want to see it, look for him, and he will arrange for someone to take Mu Rong in to see it.

Mu Rong didn't really want to see the Terracotta Warriors, but he didn't explain, just promised that there would be no next time.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, Mu Rong and Liu Yifei went back to the hotel together.

Along the way, Liu Yifei didn't talk much.

After returning to the hotel room, as soon as Mu Rong closed the door, Liu Yifei turned around and hugged him tightly.

"I'm fine."

Mu Rong gently stroked her back.

"You're a liar!"

Liu Yifei's tears wet his placket: "You have never been like this before!" ”

As she spoke, she raised her hazy teary eyes, looked at Mu Rong and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Mu Rong looked at her, and suddenly had an impulse to tell her everything.

But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, Liu Yifei was disappointed.

"Do you really dislike me anymore?"

"It's not! I like you! I just..."

"Just what?"

Liu Yifei looked at him with a firm look in her eyes: "You tell me, if there is any problem, we will solve it together!" ”

Mu Rong clenched his fists, and his expression changed slightly.

Suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he grabbed her shoulder, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "You give me two days, I want to go out, and when I come back, I will tell you everything." ”

Looking at him, Liu Yifei nodded vigorously: "Okay!" I'll wait for you to come back! ”

Sending her back to the room, Mu Rong packed his luggage, went downstairs directly, and drove towards the airport.

On the way, he dialed Zhang Jizhong's phone: "Hey? Beard, are you free these two days? I want to meet Jin Yong, you can come with me! ”