"It's quite young, not very old." Tao Zixuan added.

Dou Liang continued: "The older ones won't be here."

Wen Yuan felt a little tired looking up at the third floor, stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck, and added casually: "It's older than us anyway."

An Wuxing:? ? ?

"No, what's awake?" An Wuxing collapsed, "Don't say half and half, I'm afraid!"

After saying this, An Wuxing saw Wen Yuan's hesitant expression and didn't know how to explain it, so he turned around and went to hug him and leave.

"Brother Xi, save me, save me, I'm afraid."

Xi Tuizhi calmly let An Wuxing hold his waist, his world view had been shattered long ago.

But An Wuxing hugged him more and more because of fear, Xi Tuizhi couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"You let go first."

An Wuxing shook his head: "I'm scared!"

"It's going to be fine." Wen Yuan found that the noisy trainees had gradually quieted down, probably because of the reminder from the staff next to him, "Generally speaking, cultural relics can't get out of the museum."

Probably feeling that this was not convincing enough, Wen Yuan said again: "Besides, Teacher Xu is still here."

To deal with such strange things, the Celestial Master is the best.

Tao Zixuan yawned, leaned back, and stood with Dou Liang's arm.

An Wuxing: "Really?"

Wen Yuan nodded heavily.

An Wuxing: "Then what just woke up? A cultural relic?"

"Cultural relics?" Tao Zixuan thought for a while, "It should be counted."

What should be counted as...

Wen Yuan explained: "If there is self-awareness, it seems to us to be a monster. The one upstairs should have just become conscious. The age of becoming a spirit is young, but the main body should be quite old."

For dead objects like cultural relics, it is more difficult to produce consciousness than birds and beasts.

An Wuxing was shocked.

"Cultural relics can become fine?" After listening to this explanation, he was not so afraid anymore, and started to observe the third floor together, but he couldn't hear the sound, so he didn't know where the "sound" was. Can only follow blindly.

"By the way, didn't you say that after the founding of the country, you are not allowed to become a master?"

Wen Yuan saw this statement on the Internet several times, and was a little curious: "Who said it?"

An Wuxing was taken aback by Wen Yuan's question: "That's right, that's what people say on the Internet."

Wen Yuandao: "The Administration Bureau doesn't say this. It takes an opportunity to become a spirit. As long as the opportunity of fate arrives, everything with animism can become a spirit."

An Wuxing: "Can the cockroaches become sperm? Will the cockroaches become more terrifying!"

Wen Yuan didn't want to speak, and gave An Wuxing a blank look.

"Go to the third floor and have a look." The program team called many VJ teachers to follow the car this time, and after entering the museum, the VJ teachers also dispersed.

The other trainees are all VJ teachers and wherever the camera is, they just run.The five of them ran towards the third floor with a VJ teacher carrying a video camera on their backs.

But they all tacitly did not make a sound.

After running to the third floor, An Wuxing stopped and hid behind Tao Zixuan.

"It's over there." Wen Yuan walked to the branch hall on the right.

"By the way, there are no mummies in this museum. What if it turns out to be a mummified corpse?" An Wuxing said suddenly.

After saying this, the other four were silent for a while.

"Okay, stop talking, Teacher VJ is coming." Tao Zixuan turned his head and tightly covered An Wuxing's mouth.

The VJ teacher, who was carrying the camera and didn't catch up with them, arrived late, and discussed with them whether he could wait for the camera with a sad face.

"Go here and have a look."

There are more than a dozen exhibition cabinets in the branch hall, classified into two rows and arranged on the east and west sides.

Seeing that these people were going to skip the display cabinet, Teacher VJ followed behind, grabbed Wen Yuan who was the slowest runner, and reminded them that the task had not been done yet.

"Forget about this." Wen Yuan slapped his head and walked to the nearest exhibition cabinet.

The names of cultural relics are pasted on the exhibition cabinets, which are quite familiar.

Wen Yuan found out this story in his mind after a while, and briefly described it in front of the camera.

The whole process was very smooth. If Mr. VJ hadn't determined that these players could not have scripts, he would have suspected Wen Yuan of cheating.

"You understand quite clearly."

"Well, there is an old man in the family who likes to tell stories." Grandpa Huaishu witnessed the flow of these histories, and later he was keen on the little monsters on the mountain to tell these histories in the form of stories. Remember some.

After that, Wen Yuan picked out a few cultural relics he knew and spoke out, and quickly completed the task.

Mr. VJ took a video camera to record Wen Yuan's storytelling. He listened to Wen Yuan's stories about these cultural relics and found them quite interesting. He even ordered a few cultural relics and asked Wen Yuan if he knew them.

Wen Yuan, who wanted to leave after finishing the mission, had no choice but to say a few more words.

Wen Yuan didn't know all the cultural relics, and if he didn't, he shook his head decisively and said he didn't know.

Teacher VJ still wanted to take Wen Yuan to the branch hall on the other side, but found that Wen Yuan always raised his head from time to time and looked in the direction where other people were running away.

Realizing that he might have gone too far, Teacher VJ had no choice but to stop regretfully: "Okay, you go to find a few other people first."

Finally let go.

Wen Yuan hurriedly ran to the rooms behind the branch hall and opened the door.

"boom."

"Damn it." An Wuxing jumped up on the spot, hugged Dou Liang behind him with both hands and feet at the same time, "Help, help!"

Wen Yuan was stunned by the yelling, and subconsciously took a step back from Teacher VJ behind him.

After seeing clearly that it was Wen Yuan, An Wuxing wiped off the cold sweat from the fright, feeling lingering fear: "Why do I think this museum is scarier than a haunted house?"

He just followed Dou Liang to see the so-called "spirited" cultural relic.Fortunately, it's not a mummy, but it's just as terrifying as a mummy.

It was a well-preserved red wedding dress from the Song Dynasty. It was laid flat on the display stand, and it was dazzlingly red under the light, and it was also frighteningly red.

The moment An Wuxing saw the red wedding dress, a hundred thousand ghost stories quickly came to mind.

Dou Liang suppressed his unhappiness, lifted An Wuxing off his body, and warned: "Don't hug me again."

An Wuxing was thrown away, and was crying to find Xi Tuizhi, but saw Xi Tuizhi standing beside Tao Zixuan.

She made it clear that she didn't want to be hugged by him.

...do you still have any friends to love?

Teacher VJ was present, so it was not easy for Wen Yuan to ask them what they saw. Then Tao Zixuan asked him why he didn't keep up.

"Doing tasks." Wen Yuan pointed to the exhibition cabinet in the branch hall behind him, "But I have said so much, can it be considered as a teammate to share?"

Teacher VJ: "Director Yang didn't say that you can share it with your teammates."

Wen Yuan, who was caught by the VJ teacher for so long and didn't see the show, started his own small revenge.

"But Director Yang didn't say for sure."

Teacher VJ: "...No."

Wen Yuan: "I think it's okay."

Teacher VJ: "You can discuss it with Director Yang."

Teacher VJ decided to push this matter to Yang He, anyway Yang He couldn't promise them this.

Wen Yuan used his trump card: "You asked me to introduce so much, I can't introduce so much for nothing."

Teacher vj: ...

Gan, lost! ! !

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't be so curious! ! !

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