Moon Black Wind Gao Aunt Haunted

The museum does not seem to have any collection of swords.

This made Kasen Kanesada a little disappointed, but soon, the many collections in the museum made Kasen Kanesada linger, and he immediately settled down and looked at the introductions of the exhibits one by one.

Others started to see the exhibition from the first floor and gradually went upstairs, but Kasen Kanesada was just the opposite, because he had just been fooled to the top floor by the "Children's Painting Exhibition", so he visited in order from modern to ancient times.

JP country has a lot of museums, and each has its own characteristics, such as the Wenshang Museum, which features a large number of cultural exhibits from neighboring CN country.

The clocks and watches of the Qing Dynasty are exquisite and complex to the extreme, and the mechanism settings are precise and ingenious. The bronze mirror reliefs of the Ming Dynasty are exquisite and lifelike, flat and smooth. Warm and translucent, it seems to contain flowing light, and the fate turns like a wish and flows long.

The coins of the Wei and Jin Dynasties are simple and elegant, the rusty bronze blades of the Warring States Period still seem to hide murderous intentions, and the ancient stone tools with traces of rough polishing...

They are the same as themselves, they are the crystallization of human wisdom and power.

As a tool for human beings, it is a great honor for Kasen Kanesada to be able to accompany and assist human beings stumbling step by step until today, and this is what he is very willing to see.

"I should finish reading the history museum. After all, the exhibition has reached the Stone Age." Kasen Kanesada entered the next subsidiary exhibition hall with some doubts, but according to the map in the hall, this venue is still the history hall.

But... the stone age is already the end of time, isn't it?

Walking through the corridor covered with thick blankets, Kasen Kanesada's eyes suddenly opened up in the next second.

Unlike other dynasty pavilions full of glass cabinets, the space of this pavilion is extraordinarily huge.

The brachiosaurus skeleton several meters high stands in the very center. The skeletons corroded by time are patchwork, but the head that has turned into bones is still high and proud of the land that once dominated.

The round and delicate pebbles are laid on the ground, and dozens of dinosaur fossil skeletons of different shapes are placed on it. They are placed in various postures, some are playing and some are running around for food, just like thousands of dinosaur skeletons. Years ago, it seemed that death had never separated them.

As for Kasen Kanesada... standing in front of the Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton fossil, he has been stunned for a long time.

The ancient overlord of the desolate era has been weathered into a skeleton, but you can still see its once galloping on the land where no one has set foot, dominating everything and looking down on everything.

However, he stood quietly in front of Kasen Kanesada like this, quietly telling the past history, making Kasen Kanesada addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

The shock brought by this spectacular group of fossil skeletons to Kasen Kanesada is incomparable to all previous cultural relics combined.

"...Mom, this uncle has been standing here, is the Tyrannosaurus rex so beautiful?"

"Don't ask, go, stay away from him..."

The mother's face was full of defense, and she hurried away with the child who turned her head frequently.

Perhaps, this is probably the charm of ancient creatures.

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"Hello, visitors. In order to deepen the understanding and experience of the exhibition, the world tour lecture on the first floor will give free explanations. Interested parties are invited to register in the hall."

The sudden broadcast woke up Utari Kanesada. He reluctantly pulled his eyes off the dinosaur skeleton, and then realized that the exhibition mentioned in the broadcast seems to be the protagonist of today.

This should be what the taxi driver said—an exhibition with the works of Fengya and a great painter, and it is also a "world tour exhibition", which sounds particularly powerful.

Taking another lingering look at the skeleton behind him, Kasen Kanesada strolled over to sign up.Tickets are required for this kind of world tour, but Kasen Kanesada doesn't have to worry about it. When Qingtu, the God Judge, didn't give him living expenses, he went to work and saved some wages. At least it was more than enough to buy a ticket.

This world tour exhibition is a calligraphy and painting exhibition. Their exhibits are calligraphy, painting, murals and other works from museums in various provinces and cities in China. The exhibition has been widely acclaimed.

And the museum has also worked hard to welcome this world tour. For example, the exquisite entrance gate in front of you, the oriental dragon depicted on it is very exquisite and gorgeous, and it cost a lot of money.

Kasen Kanesada and other tourists stood at the door and listened to the narrator with a headset:

"If you look carefully, you will find that the golden dragon hovering over the gate has no painted eyes. The CN state-owned idiom "painting the finishing touch" tells about the magic of Zhang Sengyou, a painter of the Liang Dynasty...

Kasen Kanesada listened carefully, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the enthusiastic man he met on the fourth floor who was whispering the finishing touch to his son's popular science. After he finished telling the story, he added with a smile:

"Painting in CN country was the most prosperous in the Tang and Song Dynasties, maybe there will really be something like "finishing the finishing touch"."

Hearing what he said, Kasen Kanesada nodded secretly in his heart, not only mentioning calligraphy and painting, but also a person transformed into a sword, standing in front of them.

The door is opened, and visitors follow the guide through the slightly narrow corridor to enter the hall. After that, it suddenly becomes clear. The light in the hall is soft and warm, illuminating the yellowed paper that has been baptized for a long time.

"This gentleman, please follow up. The location of our tour is in the hall."

The guide walked in front and took a look back. Seeing someone motionless in the narrow corridor, he hurriedly sounded a reminder.

This sound made Kasen Kanesada wake up like a dream, and quickly followed the team, but the doubts in his heart did not let go, but became more intense.

He... felt the spiritual power of Qing Tu, the God Judge.

The absurd thing is that at this moment in the museum, the spiritual power of the examiner is actually much more than that of Honmaru, even... the spiritual power he felt when Qingtu picked it up and tried to wake it up is not as good as it is now many.

They were able to squeeze into the team of other god judges during the alliance battle, because they contained too little Qingtu spiritual power and were mistaken for masterless swords, so they successfully formed a team.

But at this moment, the cool and icy spiritual power that awakened him from the chaos was fatally attractive like a mother's call. They passed through Kasen Kanesada's blood without stagnation, and they filled almost every corner of the exhibition hall. a corner...

That was the spiritual power that belonged exclusively to his own god-inspector.

For the first time, Kasen Kanesada really sensed the existence of Qingtu, the God Judge. Although he was nowhere to be seen, he was everywhere. The blood-connected spiritual power filled his whole body, bringing him extreme comfort like a mother's womb. And the tearful sense of absolute security made Kasen Kanesada's nose a little sour.

She is definitely here!

This is probably the bond... In the past, not only Kasen Kanesada, but almost all the swordsmen in Qingtu were very puzzled. Why did the swordsman fall in love with the unattractive God-inspector and hide him from time to time? At this moment , he seemed to finally understand something.

Being constantly nourished and corroded by this spiritual power like the source of life... No matter how indifferent the sword is, it cannot be rejected.

For the first time, Kasen Kanesada lost his elegant demeanor. He wanted to do something, but he didn't know what to do. He looked around blankly, but he didn't see anyone who fit the characteristics...

Where...where! !

At this moment, Kasen Kanesada didn't even bother to look at the masterpieces of the masters displayed around him. He tried hard to distinguish the source from the torrent of spiritual power, and then anxiously began to search.

Kasen Kanesada's strange behavior made people around him look at him strangely, and a security guard next to him frowned and followed him quietly.

Kasen Kanesada walked through the modern painting and calligraphy area, and then went straight through the Republic of China, Qing Dynasty, and Ming Dynasty areas without looking at it. As the target became more and more obvious, he even started to trot.

There were quite a few tourists, and they were all taken aback by Kasen Kanesada who was advancing fast, but at this time Utasen Kanesada had no intention of apologizing, because...

His judge is in front.

And the face of the security guard who was closely behind him also turned sour. He took out the walkie-talkie and started to contact his teammates, with a very serious tone:

"Be alert immediately, his target... is definitely the treasure of the town hall!"

The security guard's voice was not low, and the surrounding visitors all dispersed, but all of this was turned a deaf ear to Kasen Kanesada, hesitating that the incident happened suddenly, the tourists in front of Kasen Kanesada hadn't figured out what to do, so they stepped aside spontaneously The road ahead formed a vacuum, which also made Kasen Kanesada even faster!

Yuan Dynasty...Song Dynasty...Tang Dynasty...

Suddenly, Kasen Kanesada stopped in his tracks...

This is the center of the exhibition hall. It is a separate circular exhibition hall, and this exhibition hall only exhibits one thing.

That is the center point of the spiritual power of the god judge, and it is also...

The treasure of the town hall.

Kasen Kanesada raised his head and looked at the white light on the dome of the museum, like the brilliance cast by the sun breaking through the clouds, and fell on the central glass case, and on the red velvet cloth in the middle of the glass case, the fragment full of spiritual power was floating. with light.

At this moment, the crowds of onlookers and photographers all disappeared in an instant, and only Kasen Kanesada was left in the empty exhibition hall, staring at the fragments in the glass cabinet in astonishment.

Yes... fragments.

A fragment of a mural that has experienced many vicissitudes of life is quietly placed in the velvet cloth. Mottled oil paint can be vaguely seen under the scratched surface. You can also imagine the magnificent and exquisite painting many years ago. It looks... the edges of the fragments are irregular, one part looks like it was cut off by a knife, while the other side looks black after being burned by fire.

Kasen Kanesada looked at the mural in a daze, and walked forward unconsciously. He stepped over the cordon and walked to the front of the debris. He stretched out his hand in a daze to touch it, but what he touched with his fingertips was only the cold Glass cabinet.

Utasen Kanesada opened his mouth, and let out a dry voice intermittently.

"Is it you, yes, it's Qing..."

Suddenly, a hand gently covered his mouth, making him swallow the word "picture" that was about to blurt out.

This is an invisible hand.

Gexian Kaneda touched his mouth subconsciously, there was nothing on it, but he could feel the cold temperature of the unfamiliar palm, until...he saw the reflection of the glass cabinet.

In the reflection of the glass cabinet, Utasen Kanesada saw himself, and also saw... the shadow behind him.

A slender and slightly tall woman stood behind her, her jet-black hair falling down like a waterfall, her bangs deliberately covering her already blurry face.

Kasen Kanesada's pupils suddenly dilated.

Bai Shengsheng's almost transparent white hand was lightly pressed against his mouth, he saw her gently put her head close to his ear, at this moment, there was nothing behind her, Utasen Kanesada still felt a faint breath , and my own heartbeat that thumps when it is extremely quiet.

"……Feel sorry."

Sorry, it's the first time I formally meet you with this incomplete appearance.

I'm sorry, she can't show up for various reasons, and she can't fulfill her due responsibilities——

Let you down, right?

When the slightly hoarse female voice sounded in his ears, Kasen Kanesada couldn't bear it anymore, especially the long sigh that followed.

"Please come back... Please." Kasen Kanesada's choked voice was somewhat incoherent, with pity and pleading that he didn't realize at all.

Kasen Kanesada once thought that they didn't need a god judge, but at this moment, he knew that he was deeply wrong.

"Come back please, please..."

Either way... please!As long as you can come back, as long as you can come out of the cold showcase and be at their side.

After Kasen Kanesada finished speaking, he waited anxiously, but he didn't wait for a reply.

Still a sigh.

Immediately afterwards, everything in front of him began to blur, and Kasen Kanesada's consciousness began to blur. He tried hard to keep his eyes wide open, but what remained in his eyes was the thick black coat reflected on the glass that blended into the darkness. , and the big and big Bana flowers blooming on it...

"Let's go back."

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"Report...the target suspect suddenly disappeared."

The security guard anxiously reported the situation at the entrance of the independent exhibition hall of the treasure of the town hall. He had to speak loudly, because beside him, all the visitors were talking loudly.

"I just went in for a visit, why did I come out in the blink of an eye?"

"That's right, I still remember that I was reading the introduction of the work."

"...Did I remember wrongly?"

In the very center of the exhibition hall, she sat on a high glass cabinet, looking at the visitors who were talking and pointing at her indifferently, and turned her head a little bored.

The light from the dome shone on the jet-black hair, reflecting a circle of white reflections, and the same thick eyelashes projected down, blocking the light in the eyes.

She raised her hand, and the transparent salty liquid left by Uta Sen Kanesada slid from her fingertips to her palm.

He could see her from the reflection...and she, why couldn't she see the sadness in Kasen Kanesada's eyes from the reflection.

She didn't want to see them mourn.

Close your eyes, and the sycamore trees outside the museum are dancing in the wind.

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When looking up information, I always see such a picture in the encyclopedia

A sword without a hilt was placed alone on the platform, full of scratches and signs of damage

The mood is very complicated...

No one can escape the beating of time, even you and me.

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The first layer of identity of Qingtu, the god judge, will be released soon, don't worry, she is not an ordinary flower and bird scroll! ! !Not a flower and bird roll! ! ! [roar breaking sound]

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：阿凉40瓶、三叠纪33瓶、叶安与15瓶、2310瓶、起源之间1瓶、Lucy1瓶

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^