So a few of us followed curator Lin’s footsteps and walked from the first floor to the second floor. We tried almost all the fire escape doors, but with one exception, those doors were locked from the outside.
Zhang Hefang said, "We are trapped here."
Curator Lin shivered and said, "This, how is this possible? I have always done a very good job as a security worker. The organizer can’t suddenly come here today."
Zhang Hefang snorted and said, "If the organizer wants to get information, he naturally has his source. There is no windtight wall in this world, so don’t worry about it."
"What should we do then?" I asked.
Zhang Hefang replied, "Anyway, a few of us are still safe, which means we haven’t been attacked by them yet." Speaking of this, Zhang Hefang paused and said, "But this situation is not expected to last long. After all, it is a public place, even if the organizers are powerful, but if it has been banned like this, it is not a way …"
"They will take action soon," I said first.
Zhang Hefang nodded. He turned to curator Lin and said, "Is there any bigger window where I can observe the situation around a museum?"
I said, "Isn’t the gate made of glass? You can see the outside from there."
Zhang Hefang said, "This is natural, but if we reach the gate, our whereabouts will also be exposed. What I need is a very small and inconspicuous window."
With that, Zhang Hefang turned to look at curator Lin, who nodded knowingly and said, "There is a small window in a darkroom on the second floor and outsiders can’t see the situation inside."
Zhang Hefang said, "Then let’s go."
We just took two steps forward, and suddenly BuJin stopped the three of us. When I looked back, I saw that her eyes were wide open and she felt a little wobbly.
I know Bu Jin’s personality. She never says that there is no nonsense to ask her to take action, which means that something must have happened around us and those things are very dangerous to us.
"Why, what’s the matter?" I asked hesitantly.
"Something came in," BuJin said stupefied, "and it seems that there is more than one."
As soon as curator Lin heard this, he was very afraid. He stammered, "East, east? You mean something comes in, so they’re not people. "
Bu Jin didn’t answer curator Lin’s question directly. She simply said, "I’m not sure there’s always more than one."
After that, Bu Jin did something I am familiar with. She sniffed the gas as if she wanted to find something different from the slight shock of the gas. She sniffed it stiffly and strangely for a while, and then continued to sniff it on her stomach. When she got up, she didn’t say anything, but simply said, "Keep walking."
Director Zhang Hefang and I were looked at each other by Bujin’s surprise. I didn’t know what to say for a while. After thinking for a while, Zhang Hefang didn’t say much. It was a clap of curator Lin’s shoulder and said, "Go!"
Curator Lin woke up from a rude awakening and quickly took us to the dark room on the second floor, which he said.
I have always been very curious about those museums that don’t put dark corridors or mysterious rooms for tourists, and this time is no exception.
On the second floor, we came to a very inconspicuous, narrow and dark corridor. There was no light in the corridor. At one time, the first half of the corridor could still be illuminated by the lights in the museum, but the light here became dim after turning a corner.
At the corner stood a big white sign with scarlet four characters written on it-"tourists stop"
I don’t know why, at the sight of these four words, I have a gloomy feeling that I can hesitate. But curator Lin is obviously used to seeing such cards. He inadvertently bypassed the warning signs and walked into the deep corridor inside.
A few of us followed curator Lin, and I couldn’t help wondering and saying to curator Lin, "curator Lin, what are you taking us to that darkroom for?"
Curator Lin hurried ahead and explained to me without looking back, "In the archaeological process of Sanxingdui, there used to be many cameramen with the team who took many archaeological videos, some of which were lent to the TV station to make some documentaries, but others were not released. Those videos were hidden in the darkroom because they were too old and afraid of exposure."
I nodded and walked on. This time, after about fifteen meters, curator Lin suddenly stopped in front of me. At this time, the light was very dark, almost reaching the point of opaque.
"What’s the matter?" I asked
"Listen," Director Lin pointed to the end of the dark corridor ahead.
I couldn’t help but listen with horror. At the end of the corridor, there seemed to be a faint complaining woman’s voice muttering something. It was soft but it happened that the voice echoed for a long time. It was full of unspeakable fatigue and vicissitudes.
I consciously stepped back two steps, but I didn’t want to be blocked by Zhang Hefang behind me. He said to me, "Don’t be afraid of Fan."
After hearing this, I suddenly felt a different feeling, because subconsciously, I still seemed to want to hear "Don’t be afraid of me, Lord Pei Xi", but I was used to being helped by Liang Zan when I was in danger. When Zhang Hefang appeared behind me and said such a sentence to me, I didn’t feel much relief in my heart, but I felt a kind of unspeakable heart.
Zhang Hefang went around to the front of me and curator Lin and gently said, "Don’t go out."
Then he took the three of us slowly forward in the direction of the sound bit by bit. We moved carefully and with great difficulty. The woman’s muttering became clearer gradually, and the whispering made people feel strange and strange. Listening to the sound faintly said, "1234321234321 …"
This cycle seems to never know that fatigue seems to be counting sheep to get ready for bed
"Who is there?" Zhang Hefang’s fine warning sound suddenly sounded, and my heart was almost tight.
Chapter V Fission
Chapter V Fission
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Seeing this, my heart thumped and I was about to turn back when I suddenly heard Zhang Hefang shouting behind me, "Don’t turn back!"
But Zhang Hefang woke up too late, and my body inertia made me turn away. This turn doesn’t matter. I saw something that made me incredible. I couldn’t believe that three people suddenly appeared behind me, and these three people were curator Lin, Bu Jin and me! !
I saw that although the three people were exactly the same as the three of us, their manners and demeanor were very stiff, and their eyes were always straight, which made people feel uncomfortable all over.
"This, this is how to return a responsibility? When was there an extra mirror here? " As he spoke, curator Lin shivered and reached forward to grope, but his hand stopped just in the middle, because the "curator Lin" opposite us didn’t move like him, which means there is no mirror here. In this deep place, several of us seem to have been cloned
We saw fake Bujin, fake curator Lin and Zhang Hefang’s face behind me, and the expression gradually distorted, listening to him sigh and say "it’s too late"
Although I was very surprised by what happened in front of me, I was still calm compared with curator Lin. I said to Zhang Hefang, "Mr. Zhang, why haven’t you changed among the four of us?"
Zhang Hefang gave me a look and shook his head and said, "I mirror behind you."
As soon as Zhang Hefang’s voice fell, my intuition gave me the willies on my back. I looked back and saw the long-haired woman behind us with a middle-aged man in a suit. Who was it if it wasn’t Zhang Hefang?
"my god, what the hell is going on?" Curator Lin shouted in despair
"Shut up!" Zhang Hefang seems to have had enough of curator Lin’s weakness. He roared, "Listen to me, Dragon Girl, you should try first whether you can take these two long-haired women away."
When I heard this, I turned to Bujin and saw that Bujin reached out and took out the neck and pulled out the spirit demon jade. Her right hand held the spirit demon jade rope and let the emerald jade block hang in the middle. Then her eyes stared at the long-haired woman behind us. The red mans flashed low and the spirit demon jade flashed a light green mans.
At that moment, my heart was in my throat and I watched the situation around me intently.
But nothing is the same as before. Gradually, the light of the spirit demon jade disappeared. Bu Jin put away the spirit demon jade and shook his head lightly. My original Zhang Hefang would be desperate when he saw this situation. I didn’t expect that when he saw that the spirit demon jade didn’t work for the long-haired woman, his mouth lifted up and smiled. He said, "I guess it’s all an illusion. If I’m not mistaken, there is an illusionist hiding in this museum."
After listening to Zhang Hefang’s words, I was somewhat relieved and said, "Since it is an illusion, it means that these are all false and it will not do us any harm."
Zhang Hefang did not easily answer, "I can’t say that, Mr. Fan. I am proficient in illusion and I know the power of illusion."
I thought of Zhang Hefang’s strange illusion in the former funeral home. At that time, I almost regarded him as a ghost instead of a person and asked, "You mean we are still in danger?"
Zhang Hefang said, "The beauty of powerful illusion is that you have been enchanted without knowing the situation."
When I heard this, I couldn’t help but feel surprised. "That means maybe we’re not in the museum now?"
Director Lin nodded, "Come with me."
