“Would it be your illusion?”

“It’s possible.”

"I think so, this is the museum of the No. 1 university. There are two door gods standing outside. How could someone sneak in?"

"Don't we just come in?"

Although the young wizards were still talking in a low voice, their eyes were alertly staring at several darkest corners in the exhibition hall, without any slack. The magic books in their hands were always in an excited state, and they could throw out a string of prepared spells at any time.

Xiao Xiao held the crystal ball in both hands and divined for a long time, but he gained nothing.

"Maybe the squad leader really heard something," he finally expressed a cautious optimism: "It is said that there are several ghosts in the museum exhibition hall, belonging to the Earth-Binding Spirit. The noise just now may have been transmitted from them."

This explanation is not perfect, but it is enough to calm people's hearts.

False alarm was unpopular, but it finally made everyone cheer up and became more vigilant about the adventure tonight.

Continue walking along the exhibition hall, and the group quickly entered the darkness in their previous vision. However, when you are in it, you are often familiar with the light around you and feel that it is not much different from before.

Similar emptiness and tranquility.

The exhibits in the glass cabinet lie silently on the velvet cushions like in the past decades, even hundreds of years, and thousands of years, receiving the attention of passers-by either serious or perfunctory.

After crossing the darkness, there is a high threshold, which is covered with complicated runes, and behind it is another exhibition hall.

There are many fewer glass cabinets in this exhibition hall. Wherever you see, you can see more guardrail-shaped booths surrounded by red hemp ropes as thick as forearms. The booths display the bones of magical creatures.

The most famous magic creatures in myths and legends such as dragons, phoenixes, snakes, turtles, unicorns, etc., are not the most famous magic creatures in mythology and legends that Zheng Qing imagined.

It is a creature like ape.

Zheng Qing approached the booth and looked down at the brass inscription hanging on the pillars in front of the stand: There is a beast in the mountains, which looks like a yu and white ears. He hides and walks away, and his name is yuji, and he is good at eating.

The commentary is very short. It does not list the world, phylum, order, family, genera, and species of this creature like in the Great Wizard Encyclopedia, nor does it record its magical abilities and legends, nor does it tell the visitors why it is listed as the first of all magical creatures.

Some of them are just like senior gourmets who note the edible effect of this creature.

This is the most straightforward and cruel truth in nature. The young public-funded student sighed in his heart and looked up at the remains of the skull on the booth.

It stood in a green grass leaf like a leek, holding a mysterious tree, hunched over, looking at the exit of the exhibition hall.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Qing always felt that the slut's head seemed to be tilting towards him.

"Go away quickly and don't fall behind!"

Xiao Xiao lowered his voice and waved to him: "If you are really interested, you can wait for the final exam to visit here all day!"

"Here, come," Zheng Qing smiled apologetically, trotted and followed the hunting team's pace, and explained in a low voice: "It's not my business... You know, cats are very curious."

"Hmm?" Jiang Yu, who was walking in front of him, looked back and expressed her suspicion of the male witch's explanation.

Zheng Qing showed an awkward smile on his face.

Before his embarrassment could be faded, the witch suddenly stopped. The young public student was not careful for a while and hit the witch heavily. The two of them staggered at the same time.

The male witch stood firm and helped the witch, then looked forward, wanting to know what was going on.

The front of the team.

Zhang Jixin's feet were neither too small nor too small, and his fists were slightly closed in front of his chest, and he was ready for the battle. Banner slightly missed the second half of his body, a layer of blueness appeared on his face, and his figure slowly grew bigger.

Zheng Qing's eyes crossed the gap between the two hunters, one main and one auxiliary, and saw the obstacle blocking the front of the team.

It's a chicken.

To be precise, it was the skeleton of a magic creature suspected to be a pheasant. It was walking in small square steps, calmly walking from the left side of the exhibition hall to the right side of the exhibition hall. Because the pace was slow and a long tailbone was dragged behind it, the hunting team's way forward was blocked.

"What is this?" asked the witch with her eyes straight.

Jiang Yu reached out and pointed to the side without making any sound.

Zheng Qing looked in the direction of her finger and saw an empty booth there. 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 public-funded student found this a bit funny.

The chicken seemed to hear the witch's muttering sound. Fang Zhuan was pacing, turned his head and looked at him with his head.

The empty vision was mixed with the white skeleton, and the entire exhibition hall seemed to be a little chilling.

KAKA.

The upper and lower jaws of the chicken skeleton collided with each other, making a crackling sound, as if they were talking, but the people present did not understand the skeleton language, so it was naturally inconvenient to talk to it.

After a while, the chicken rack cracked for a while, and saw that everyone was still silent and cautious, they finally shook their heads boredly, continued to walk forward in small steps, and soon disappeared into the shadow on the other side of the exhibition hall.

Several young wizards quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The team began to move forward.

"Do you know these exhibits are alive?" Zheng Qing squeezed to Xiao Xiao and asked in a low voice. He noticed that the other people in the hunting team also raised their ears.

"I've heard of it." The doctor said vaguely and looked around his left and right: "...When I was helping, the seniors of the museum told us that there would be some long-detained exhibits in the exhibition hall to relax in the evening, so we should not care."

"Do they belong to the Necromancer?"

"Theoretically, there are no living souls in the museum's exhibits. Even in the ghost exhibition area, the ghosts whose consciousness has completely dissipated..."

Zheng Qing didn't know how the so-called ghost with completely dissipated consciousness existed in the world. In his concept, ghosts were originally the existence of consciousness condensed.

While speaking, the team passed by an empty booth.

The original specimens on the booth were nowhere to go, leaving only a lush alder tree, stretching out the branches outside the red hemp rope, shaking slightly in the dark exhibition hall, as if saying hello to the guests.

As a gift, Zheng Qing touched the branch.

"Hiss," he took a breath and interrupted the doctor's speech. After seeing the concerned gaze of his companions, the witch waved her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, keep going... just his hand was stabbed."
Chapter completed!