Chapter 39: Toasting, not eating, eating, punishing drinking
Moment.
When the man in the cap came out, he had already changed into a work clothes, and I saw him walk out of the bathroom door and look around, then hang his head low, and disappear into the corridor at once.
But he didn't notice that a figure quietly appeared from the corridor, his hands in his pockets, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a handsome face.
This person is none other than Chen Mo.
After 10 minutes, the entire museum went dark, the lights went out, and all the machines that needed electricity were stopped.
At this time, the director of the museum came forward and said apologetically to those tourists who were still browsing here, the attitude was very sincere, and there was a taste of bowing his head, and the curator also knew that most of these tourists came all the way to the museum, and the museum said that the power outage would be a power outage, and it would indeed cause inconvenience to others.
Fortunately, those tourists were not unreasonable, and after a few casual complaints, they followed the friends who came together out of the museum in groups.
The curator breathed a long sigh of relief, and then, he also went out and took out his mobile phone to call the electrician to take a look, but there was no way, because he found that the businesses near the museum were all electrified, and it was very likely that there was a problem with the circuit on the side of the electric gate.
The curator didn't think badly!
In fact, it doesn't need to!
After all, this museum is a state, and it is of the same nature as a bank, so who dares to mess around with a long eye?
But he didn't know that not long after he left, a strong light suddenly swept towards these antiques hiding under the counter, and he saw a man still wearing a peaked cap, but wearing overalls, holding a flashlight in one hand, walking forward step by step with cautious steps.
Finally, he came to the counter where the Blue Dragon Glaive was placed!
As for other antiques, he didn't even look at them!
The man put down the backpack, bit the flashlight in his mouth, and finally unzipped the backpack, took out a pair of gloves and put them on his hand, and then, he squatted down, and he didn't know where the key came from.
The Qinglong Yanyue knife in his eyes is very long, very long, and the handle of the knife is inlaid with the pattern of the dragon swallowing the moon, which is very domineering!
It's a knife!
At the same time, a gun!
The blade can be removed freely, and it can be used as the tip of a gun, and the shape of the knife is a rod, I believe everyone knows what the appearance of the Qinglong Glaive Knife is, right?
"Is this Guan Gong Knife?" the man sneered, he held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in one hand, and wanted to lift it, but found that the knife was even heavier than he imagined, which made him frown.
There was a burst of exclamation in the man's heart, good guy, a knife, it turned out to be one person high, and it was so heavy, I don't know how Guan Yu used this weapon to kill a hundred people back then?
"What are you going to do with Guan Gong's knife?" But at this moment, a joking voice suddenly sounded!
The man looked up, and the flashlight on his mouth swept to the man, and in the darkness, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Mom, the one next door, it turned out to be the tourist just now? Why is he here? Could it be that he is also fighting this knife?
"I don't know if Your Excellency is asking for wealth or?"
As he spoke, his hand was already slowly reaching for the pistol on his waist.
"I'm a money-seeker, but what about you?"
Chen Mo smiled slightly, but a hint of playfulness flashed in the corner of his mouth.
"It's easy to get rich!"
As soon as he heard this, the man's vigilance was put down for a while, snapped his fingers, and said casually: "No, there is a calligraphy and painting in front, I remember that this is one of Mr. Qi Baishi's masterpieces, "The Sound of Frogs Ten Miles Out of the Mountain Spring", this kind of calligraphy and painting is simple to take away, and it is easy to get rid of, my brother just knows some foreign collectors who like these things, and I will introduce him to you at that time!"
He's right, it's easy to take away these little things with calligraphy and paintings!
Moreover, the old gentleman is a very famous painter in modern China, and his works are easy to identify, and it is easy to get rid of them when the time comes, but well, how could he be so cheap Chen Mo!
After all, doing this kind of thing is a big thing to lose your head, except God knows, he doesn't allow a third person to know about his actions tonight!
It's just that considering that it is easy to alarm the police by doing it here, he will say that as a last resort!
Chen Mo walked over, and in the dark, he carefully looked at a painting hanging on the wall, and said with a smile: "Is it? This is a good painting......
"Well, then you should hurry up and prepare!"
The man hurried, but secretly took out the pistol and put the prepared silencer on the pistol.
After he had just finished speaking, he came to Chen Mo's back, and a pistol was directly pressed against Chen Mo's head.
Icy cold.
"By the way, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" But Chen Mo didn't seem to feel the pistol behind him, just looked at the painting on the wall.
"How can there be ghosts in this world?"
The man grimaced and said in a deep voice, "But I believe that you will soon become a ghost!"
"In other words, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"
"Of course, at least you will soon!"
"Really?" This time, Chen Mo finally turned around, smiled at him disdainfully, stretched out his hand, it was amazing, this Qinglong Yanyue Knife actually took the initiative to fly into Chen Mo's hand!
The man with the gun was stunned for a while, Nima's, this is a bit illogical, right?
He was so frightened that he unconsciously took a few steps back.
People are like this, when they encounter everything beyond their understanding, they will always be afraid and timid.
I saw Chen Mo weighing the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, and chuckled: "It's not bad, the weight is also good!"
As soon as this knife fell to the ground, the entire museum seemed to be shocked, the knife was very long, and it seemed to be as tall as Chen Mo, once Chen Mo held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, it seemed that he was no longer the polite young man, but a peerless general who had been on the battlefield for a long time!
A monstrous momentum, like thousands of troops, shocked and attacked!
At this moment, Chen Mo shouted loudly:
"Guan Yu!"
Wow.
It was as if a puff of white smoke was coming out from behind Chen Mo, and if there was an onmyoji on the scene, he would be able to see through a pair of spiritual eyes that a famous general who was also holding the Blue Dragon Glaive suddenly appeared......
- Guan Yu, the word cloud is long!
This is the soul of the dead, the Onmyoji, a group of cultivators who can possess the soul!
Unlike the first time he saw Zi Ling in the Ye Family Villa, at that time, Chen Mo deliberately showed Zi Ling so that everyone could take a look, and under normal circumstances, if the other party didn't have a pair of spirit eyes, they couldn't see the existence of the soul!
Just like now......
The man did not see at all, nor did he want to see, although he was afraid;
Can;
After all, he has a gun in his hand;
Easily, he aimed the pistol at Chen Mo, the pitch-black hole, without a trace of emotion, it was a bullet that could take away the lives of others with just one shot, ruthless, but it brought this person a great sense of security;
He looked at Chen Mo coldly, and said word by word: "It seems that you are planning to toast and not eat and drink?"