Urban Oddities: Soul Contract

Chapter 10 Wonderful Museum

"It is said that there are some places in the world where Yin and Yang meet, and the boundary between the ghost world and the human world becomes blurred, so supernatural phenomena frequently appear... Today we go to the science column team and come to the largest museum in S City to reveal it for you. The mystery of the mysterious disappearance."

After recording the opening scene, the photographer Da Mao put away the camera, picked up the unfinished steamed buns and gnawed on them.

Citizens broke the news and found that something in the display cabinet suddenly disappeared. When the guards were found, the thing was lying there again. The missing things were all kinds of strange things, including jade clothes, wine cups, and a figure in an ancient painting, in the Butterfly Pavilion Some even claimed that the location where the specimen was seen was blank, and the missing specimen was flying in the sky.

There are sporadic reports of similar revelations, and I don’t know if it’s because tourists are dazzled or it’s true.

"The specimen flies, do you believe it?"

"The museum is so green, isn't it surprising that a few butterflies fly in?"

"Then how to explain the disappearance of the jade clothes?"

The jade clothes in the picture are made of jade pieces connected in series, which looks very heavy.

The hostess, who was memorizing the manuscript, looked intoxicated: "It would be great if Yuyi came to my closet."

"Hey, it's a good idea!" The camera focused on the host's smirking face.

"Hey, what are you shooting, you are not allowed to shoot!" The host covered his face with a manuscript, "I haven't touched up my makeup yet!"

"Don't do that!" Da Mao turned to the breakfast crowd with the DV in hand.

Shooting is Da Mao's hobby. In addition to carrying the camera, he usually also carries a DV. When everyone sees the camera turn, they all pose POSS to ask him to shoot more handsomely.

A tall man walked into the screen, wearing a neat suit and black-rimmed glasses. Although he was young, he had an extraordinary appearance. The program team leader stood up to greet everyone, and introduced him to everyone as the deputy curator of the museum. Today he came to receive the filming work, and then he turned his eyes and winked at Da Mao.

Da Mao immediately understood, handed the DV to his younger brother Er Mao, told him to follow the whole process, and then picked up the camera and started the official shooting.

For a whole morning, the deputy curator took them to visit various exhibition areas. The museum belongs to the state and is supported by funds. The exhibits are equipped with special tempered glass covers. The bullets will not leave any traces. The big hair mobile camera, Looking at Yuyi in the camera, I thought that it would not be easy for me to run this thing with long legs, and whether it can come out is still a question!

The younger brother Ermao is a photography assistant. When Da Mao was taking pictures of jade clothes, Ermao was taking photos of the showcase on the other side with a DV.

"I'm Ermao, and I'm shooting some plates and jars. Look, this plate is so big."

Laughter suddenly sounded in my ears: "This is the Mirror of the Six Mountains of the Warring States Period, not a plate."

DV turned around, and the woman in overalls looked at the camera with a smile.

"Hello, I'm the commentator, Mo Xiaoqing." She reached out her hand and shook Er Mao generously.

Mo Xiaoqing said that several sides of this Liushan Mirror were unearthed, and this side was donated by a rich man, and it was an authentic product handed down from the Warring States Period.

The voice was soft and sweet, and Er Mao was almost drunk. Before he had enjoyed enough, Mo Xiaoqing was called by the deputy curator to join in the recording of the show. Er Mao chased after him holding the DV.

After shooting Yuyi, a group of people came to the painting and calligraphy gallery.

The ancient painting of the supernatural event was placed horizontally in the long display cabinet. Mo Xiaoqing introduced that it was a picture of the princess on tour, but there were only five maids in this painting. The host also found it and asked where the princess was.

"The princess is in another painting." Mo Xiaoqing gestured, "This painting is very long, and only part of it is on display, and the other part is in the museum in G City."

The five maids are depicted vividly, and the camera moves towards the screen. After shooting, the deputy curator takes them to see other calligraphy and paintings, and Ermao brings the DV over. The camera moves slowly towards the picture of the princess on tour.

"These four maids are so beautifully drawn, as if they will come to life." Ermao clapped and clicked.

"You have a courier, please come and get it." Huo Minghai put the phone away, and stood downstairs holding the package, trying to ignore a certain line of sight behind him.

"You have a courier, please come and get it." Chu Ganjiang imitated Huo Minghai's speech in a strange voice, and finally sighed, "It's always this sentence, don't you get tired of it?"

Huo Minghai waits for the customer to sign for receipt, then rides on the car and drives to the next place. Chu Gan will sit on the parcel basket with his legs crossed and enjoy the scenery leisurely. The sun shines on his translucent body, his long hair is fluttering, and his clothes are fluttering .

The invisible Chu Ganjiang is translucent in Huo Minghai's eyes. In fact, Huo Minghai has already classified him as a Piao clan.

Arriving at the community, the car stopped, and Ah Piao said to himself: "You have a courier, please come and get it."

Huo Minghai ignored him and dialed the number with his mobile phone. Ah Piao said unwillingly: "Please come to the courier and you have it."

When the mobile phone was connected, Huo Minghai said with a serious face: "Please come to the courier and you have it."

The other end of the phone was stunned: "...what?"

Huo Minghai repeated: "Please come quickly..." After regaining his senses, he immediately changed his words, "You have a courier, please come and get it!"

After picking up the phone, looking back, a certain Ah Piao laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

On the same day, a photo of a courier boy holding a package was posted on Weibo. The red face of the sunny boy was so shy (annoyed) that he could almost drip water. As soon as this sneak shot was posted, it was reposted thousands of times in an instant, and it was rarely uploaded. Of course, Huo Minghai on Weibo didn't know that he had become popular on Weibo, but Du Jiajun found out, opened the big picture, looked at it for a few seconds, and silently clicked Save as...

When the red light came on, Huo Minghai stopped the car.

"Where is the next one going?"

"Liberation Road."

"Haven't you been to the museum yet?"

"The museum is too far away, so I will send it at the end." Huo Minghai looked back at him, "So... you followed me to find Mo Xie?"

"I'm your bodyguard!"

After the incident with Miss Xiaohua, Du Jiajun discussed with General Chu and asked him to follow Huo Minghai to watch him carefully.

What a joke, a dignified sword spirit is going to be someone's bodyguard?At that time, it was already a shame to save him!

"You signed the contract." Du Jiajun reminded.

The recipient's signature is equivalent to the establishment of a contract relationship with the sender. The item will become the recipient's property. Chu Gan will send himself to his brother. Who would have thought that Huo Minghai would seal it? Bloody fingerprints!The power of blood fingerprints is much stronger than ordinary signatures, turning the contract into a blood contract and selling yourself directly!

Chu Gan tilted his head, quit!

Du Jiajun: "You really don't want to do it?" A pair of scissors rested on the dangling tassel of the ancient sword.

General Chu is sweating, threatening, this is the most naked threat!

For thousands of years, tassels have not rotted or rotted, and it is obviously a place where spiritual power is stored. If Du Jiajun's scissors go down, even if a hair is lost, Chu Gan's skill will be greatly reduced, and he is in pain!

When the green light turns on and the car starts, Huo Minghai's work is dull and boring, Chu Gan will keep his mouth shut and start to miss his brother.

Ganjiang Moxie's twin swords were separated after they were unearthed, and Ganjiang was twisted in the hands of tomb robbers. Before they were sold, the tomb gang was arrested by the police, and Ganjiang was placed in a museum in G City as state property.

Since regaining consciousness, Chu Gan will go around to inquire about his brother's whereabouts. One day many years later, Director Jin and the cadres will speak the long-awaited information in front of the showcase.

A well-known celebrity in the real estate industry donated all the swords he had collected. Some of the swords in S City were real and some were fake. It is said that there is also the long-lost Mo Xie Sword!

Curator Jin had a small calculation in mind, if he was sure that Mo Xie Sword was genuine, wouldn't it be a good thing to transfer to City G and put Mo Xie together?

It's a pity that, before Curator Jin left, he received the shocking news that the general had been stolen. He cried and passed out in the office, and lay in bed for N days. He suffered a serious illness and lost a lot of weight.

The theft of the national treasure has attracted great attention from the government, and a large number of police forces have been deployed, but the person who stole it has not been found so far, and the generals seem to have evaporated without a trace.

"It's like running away with its own long legs." Curator Jin put down the tea and let out a faint sigh.

"Old Jin, don't think too much, your body is important, look how thin you have become!"

Curator Yun handed Curator Jin a box of Ganoderma lucidum and asked him to take it back and make soup for tonic.

Facing his old friend Director Yun, Director Jin wept again.

"Old Yun, you don't understand, the general is our treasure, how can you say that if you don't have it, it will be gone... General, general... Where have you been..."

(General Chu: "Hah!")

Curator Yun: "Hey, Lao Jin, don't worry about it. Losing a national treasure is a big deal, just leave it to the police! Let's do our part, there's no use worrying about it!"

Director Jin snotted and burst into tears: "It's not your Mo Xie who lost it, of course it's easy to say!"

Director Yun saw through Director Jin's flamboyant intentions at a glance, and lost his way. Isn't there still Mo Xie!If Mo Xie was handed over to G City, it would be another treasure, wouldn't it?

Curator Yun can't let the old fox succeed, the handover is impossible, and it's okay to give you a look!Curator Yun stood up and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go to the museum to see Mo Xie."

"Identified?"

"Identified, it's genuine."

"Oh, Mo Xie, Mo Xie, it would be great if you could come to our restaurant!"

"Hehe." Curator Yun smiled.

"Ha-choo! Ha-choo!" The deputy curator sniffed, trying to speak, but sneezed again.

He waved his hand to let Mo Xiaoqing take over, and the recording of the program continued. The deputy curator walked to the window, lit a cigarette, and through the lingering smoke, he saw a group of people coming out of the office building.

Today is a big day, not only the TV station came to film the program, but also the curator Jin of the G City Museum led a team to visit. The curator Jin of G City and the curator Yun of S City had a cordial meeting to exchange museum management experience. The flashing lights kept flashing , Surrounded by reporters, the two curators came to the exhibition area. The line stopped. Director Yun seemed to say something, and then the line turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

The deputy curator took out his mobile phone and looked, okay, the sun was shining, and before I knew it, it was 02:30, and I hadn’t eaten lunch yet. After the program team finished shooting a segment, the deputy curator arranged for them to have dinner, and booked a large private room in the restaurant , a group of people made a fuss, and Er Mao couldn't wait to pester Mo Xiaoqing, asking her to introduce the collection in the museum.

After eating and drinking, Da Mao sneaked out with a DV. The younger brother, Er Mao, was busy taking photos of beauties, but he didn't have much useful material. Da Mao decided to go out in person and ran back to the exhibition area with the DV.

There are not many tourists visiting the museum, and there is even less time for lunch. The corridors are empty, and something suddenly flashes on the screen. The camera turns to see a few beautiful butterflies fluttering upwards.

Upstairs is the Butterfly Pavilion.

Coincidence?

Da Mao held up the DV to catch up. The moment he stepped on the last step, there was a gust of wind blowing by his side. It felt like someone was passing by, and Da Mao subconsciously looked back——

No one was on the stairs.

The camera turns back to the corridor, and the butterfly has disappeared.

In the silence, something is ringing.

Da da--

Gently, as if something was knocking, Da Mao walked into the corridor holding the DV, a window was open, and the branches were blown by the wind, knocking on the window one after another, Da Mao laughed self-deprecatingly, and heard a lot of ghost stories , People have become overwhelmed, and there are more than one windows in the building, so the butterflies must have flown in from the outside.

A Qianqian figure came out of the exhibition hall, reading a booklet in his hand.

"Hi!" Da Mao greeted.

"Oh, so it's you." Mo Xiaoqing raised the booklet in his hand and said with a smile, "Hey, I forgot a lot of names, so I had to come up and get the booklet."

The booklet is full of pictures and texts, colorful butterflies, and strange names.

"You are cheating."

"Haha! How can there be!" Mo Xiaoqing smiled at the camera, passed by, and went downstairs.

Da Mao watched her go away, shook his head with a smile, patted around in the corridor, and followed her downstairs. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

etc!It seems... something is wrong?

Da Mao flipped through the video quickly, a group of people surrounded Mo Xiaoqing and asked questions, then Da Mao sneaked out, trotted all the way to the exhibition hall, went upstairs, first floor, two floors... found a butterfly, chased after it...

From the beginning to the end, Da Mao was the only one walking up the stairs.

There is no elevator in the museum, and the only way to go upstairs is through this staircase.

Where did Mo Xiaoqing appear upstairs?

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Chu Ganjiang kept urging, "Driving like a snail, time is wasted on the road!"

"Brother, this is an electric bicycle, do you think it's flying a plane?"

Chu Gan will know that Huo Minghai will go to the museum today, so he specially washes himself clean and packs him up. He firmly believes that his brother must be in the museum. Bring yourself into the museum, after being separated for so long, it would be nice to see each other!

The long wooden box and the package were dangling back and forth in the basket, Chu Gan turned his face livid, covered his mouth, and finally choked out a sentence: "Is there any other way?"

Huo Minghai: "Yes."

General Chu: "Uh... ku... is it flat?"

Huo Minghai: "Flat."

General Chu Gan hurriedly said, "Go over there!"

Huo Minghai glanced at him: "Go around far."

General Chu: "..."

Huo Minghai: "Are you still leaving?"

General Chu: "... Forget it."

The car drove cautiously, and a few passers-by chatted and laughed and overtook the car and drifted away. After bumping for a long time, they finally arrived at the museum. As soon as the car stopped, General Chu couldn't wait to jump down and ran to the side of the road to vomit.

This Chu Gan will vomit, and of course the one in the box...

Huo Minghai hid secretly in a corner, opened the box a crack, put a cloth in and wiped it carelessly.

The rest of the packages were signed by the man on duty. Huo Minghai went to buy the tickets. The auntie counted the money and pointed to the side: "Where is that gentleman?"

Huo Minghai turned his head and saw that General Chu Gan was probably motion sick and dizzy, so he forgot to be invisible and materialized!

General Chu took out his pockets sincerely and spread his hands. As a sword spirit, he never had the habit of carrying money.

Huo Minghai: "...one more."

The exhibition area of ​​swords and swords in the museum is very large, and the collection is full of ancient weapons, densely arranged, as if stepping into a murderous ancient battlefield. After Chu Gan entered, he seemed to sense something, and rushed to the depths of the exhibition hall non-stop. Huo Minghai followed him Trotting all the way, the two stopped in front of a showcase.

Inside the glass cover, an ancient blue-black sword lay quietly on a velvet shelf, with its name printed on the nameplate.

Chu Gan turned his nose sore, and tears rolled in his eyes.

This is his brother?Huo Minghai approached to get a better look, but there was a sudden noise outside the door, and a group of people surrounded Director Jin and Director Yun and entered the exhibition hall.

"Curator Yun, please introduce?" The reporter handed over the microphone.

Curator Yun motioned them to look at the showcase, explaining that this batch of swords was new. From the Spring and Autumn Period to the Qing Dynasty, from forging to how to use them, he talked about them all over again, scaring the reporters for a moment, and the crowd gradually approached. Chang's eyes glanced at Huo Minghai, then down to the long wooden box, as if attracted, his eyes stuck to the box.

"Ah, is this the Moxie sword?" Curator Jin's gaze was glued to the nameplate in front of the glass cover.

General Chu Gan pulled Huo Minghai to the side, and a group of people surrounded Mo Xiejian's showcase. The two walked aside, pretending to watch other exhibits.

"My brother has come out." General Chu said softly, "Same as me."

Huo Minghai's scalp was numb: "Also... the soul is out of the body?"

"Yeah." Chu Ganjiang sneaked a look, and then stopped there. Huo Minghai felt strange, and looked back, just in time to meet Curator Yun's gaze.

Like being cut by a hot knife, Huo Minghai was covered in sweat from being stared at.

Damn, he found out?impossible!

Huo Minghai was sweating profusely, pretending to be calm and walking towards the gate, curator Yun chased him and called him softly.

No need to look back, Huo Minghai also knew that he was staring at him.

"May I ask what this box is for you?"

Huo Minghai spoke confidently: "Golf clubs!" After finishing speaking, he regretted it again, why did he answer so honestly, as if he was in a hurry to clarify, the things were not stolen from the store, is it necessary to answer him?

"Oh, it's really a golf club?" Curator Yun narrowed his eyes, with a smile on his lips.

The air seemed to be solidified, with a tense tendon, to see who would break it first, Chu Gan would drag Huo Minghai, and under the scan of Director Yun, he walked towards the gate calmly. At this time, among the crowd over there, Jin The curator saw Wu Sijian and cried bitterly: "General, general! When are you coming back! Woooooo..."

"Director Jin, please don't be too sad." Everyone comforted.

Huo Minghai was sweating: "Damn, do you know Curator Jin?"

General Chu sneezed hard: "Well, he is the curator of the G City Museum."

Huo Minghai: "..."

General Chu: "He doesn't know me, he has only seen my sword."

When the two reached the stairs, General Chu saw that Huo Minghai was sweating, thought he was tired, and stretched out his hand: "Is it heavy? Take it for me."

There was a loud noise on the stairs, and the program team was going downstairs.

"Xiaoqing, come and smile at the camera?"

"Oh Ermao, you hate it."

"Deputy curator, thank you so much today, let's go drinking together tonight!"

"Hehe, you're welcome."

A familiar breath came from upstairs, Chu Gan shook his hand, the box was not held firmly, and fell to the ground with a slap, opening a crack, revealing a part of the blue-black sword.

A man wearing black-rimmed glasses stepped out of the corner and stared at the box on the floor.

It's over, it's been discovered!

There was a bang in Huo Minghai's mind, Chu Ganjiang looked at the other party dumbfounded, and said something that stunned Huo Minghai.

"elder brother……?"

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