Nightmare Attack

Chapter 543 Folk Museum

Jiang Cheng drove and took fat Lin Wan'er to the place where Huai Yi lived.

Before going there, Jiang Cheng told Huai Yi not to talk too much about the website, but to sort out the supernatural events that were screened out separately, and after everyone discusses, choose one of them.

"This is..." Huai Yi looked at Fatty.

"Wang Fugui." The fat man was full of confidence, and he looked at Huai Yi with distrust in his eyes.

"Brother Fugui." Huai Yi smiled all over his face, as if seeing a relative, he probably regarded the fat man as someone similar to Lin Wan'er in Jiangcheng.

The three crimson Huaiyi felt that this wave was stable.

And looking at Fatty's eyes and his physique, he is a proper big brother-level figure.

In Xianxia Wen, it is the ancestor who is not easy to show up in the family.

Huai Yi warmly greeted everyone to sit down, drew the curtains, and the room became dark immediately, then moved out a projector and pointed it at the wall.

"I selected a total of three supernatural events, all of which are C-level, and they are all in cities near us, and the driving distance will not exceed 6 hours."

Soon, there was a picture on the wall.

It is an old-looking building with three floors and a strange architectural style. It is estimated to have a history of at least a hundred years.

"This is the first one: the bust incident in Fengcheng Museum."

Huai Yi held the remote control in his hand, and after he pressed it, the screen began to change continuously, with an interval of about 10 seconds in between, which were the exterior scenes of the building from different angles and different time periods.

"What is this?" Fatty asked, looking at the corner of the screen.

Huai Yi stopped the screen, and then zoomed in a little bit. Everyone noticed that there was a bronze portrait standing at the most remote window on the second floor of the museum.

Only the upper body of the portrait is exposed, and the strange thing is the face of the portrait, the painful expression looks lifelike.

"This is a folk museum with a history of nearly a hundred years." Huai Yi said: "But not long ago, the curator of this museum suddenly disappeared. Not long after, everyone found a cleaner inside. A maintenance worker is also missing."

"By the way, this folk museum has a small audience and is located in a remote suburb, so not many people usually come to it, so there are only three people in the museum, the curator, the maintenance staff, and the cleaning staff."

"The exhibits have only historical value, no economic value, and the classification is very partial, so there is not even a security guard."

"What does this have to do with portraits?" Lin Wan'er asked.

The name of this supernatural event is the Fengcheng Museum Bust Portrait Incident. The portraits appearing in the picture are obviously not right, giving people a creepy feeling.

Huai Yi continued to click on the remote control, "Look, this is the promotional picture of the museum's previous exhibits. This is the picture taken by the police in the museum after the curator disappeared."

Two pictures are projected together on the wall, one left and one right.

They are two statues of people, judging by their size, they should be life-size statues, but only the upper body, and the lower body is replaced by a strange lotus platform.

The outside of the statue is separated by a thick glass cover, and there is a sticker on the lower right of the glass cover with a few words written on it.

It can be vaguely seen that it is written with a red pen, but the handwriting is already blurred at this moment.

"This is." The fat man's eyes widened.

"That's right." Huai Yi nodded with a strange face, "These two statues should be the same, so maybe it's not accurate, um. This statue has changed."

This is an obvious thing. The first statue is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a strong physique, while the second statue is an old man with a stooped figure and a blind eye.

But similarly, the expressions of both statues are extremely painful.

Next, Huai Yi took a deep breath, which seemed to be some kind of signal, Huai Yi pressed the button, and the picture on the wall changed again, this time it was a photo.

A hunchbacked old man is hunched over, holding a huge broom in both hands to clean up the fallen leaves all over the ground. The folk museum is in the background.

The overall style is dull and chilling, giving people a sense of desolation in the changing times.

What really attracted everyone's attention was the half face of the old man, which was exactly the same as the old man on the second sculpture!
"The old man's surname is Zhao, and he is the missing curator of this folk custom museum." Huai Yi turned to look at everyone and said.

"Also, pay attention to this place." Huai Yi zoomed in on the photo, and at the very edge of the photo, it happened to capture a window on the second floor of the museum.

Angle problem, only half of the window left.

As for this half of the window, the wind was blowing at that time, and the heavy dark red curtain that was originally hanging over the window was lifted by the wind, revealing a bronze-colored face hidden behind.

The face was facing the direction of the old man, and a pair of eyes were fixed on it, as if hiding behind the curtains and peeping.

It's the sculpture in the first picture!
　Starting today, turn on the four-change mode, and make up all the chapters owed to the brothers before, how about making up 30 chapters

　
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