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No, you wait here, I'll take a look. "

Yan Shixun raised his hand to stop Lu Xingxing.

He glanced back at Ye Li, and Ye Li immediately nodded understandingly, signaling him to do it without worry, and leave it to himself.

The corners of Yan Shixun's lips curled into a faint smile, and then he strode towards the museum with long legs.

When Yan Shixun walked under the archway and was about to reach the low building, the figures of Zhang Wubing and the staff finally reappeared behind the gate.

The two looked a little excited, as if they had good news to tell.

Zhang Wubing happily waved to everyone: "You can still visit the museum. We saw that there are not only display cabinets, but also old-fashioned discs to introduce shadow puppetry. It's the same as the information on the Internet. Come quickly!"

After walking in, Zhang Wubing originally thought that what he saw would be the same desolation as the outside, but he didn't expect that the building inside the museum was much more marked than the outside, it was a courtyard with three entrances.

Although it is not as grand as the quadrangle courtyards left by the princes and aristocratic families in the capital, the area alone really has the meaning of a museum.

That's why they came back later than expected.

Moreover, after Zhang Wubing tried to push a few doors, he found that although the things inside were dusty, the items from that year were still there.

It's broken, but the museum is also a real museum.

The staff who went in with Zhang Wubing guessed that there should be no one to visit here. After no income, naturally they can't afford to hire people to take care of here, so it looks old.

After discovering the good news, the two couldn't wait to trot back all the way, ready to let everyone come in to have a look.

But most importantly, Zhang Wubing felt a little scared.

It may be that the shadow puppet skills here are too superb, which makes the characters come to life.

Even though the shadow puppets were placed in a glass display case, Zhang Wubing still felt that those shadow puppets were alive through the thick dust, and kept staring at him.

There are shadow puppets on display everywhere in all directions, and there are even huge shadow puppets hanging on the wall. Although the paint has been mottled, the eyes are still piercing.

Like countless pairs of eyes, silently staring at the person coming.

Even in corners where people didn't pay attention, the eyeballs would still roll.

Come alive, just like a real person.

Zhang Wubing was terrified by the scene in front of him and his own associations, but when he asked the staff next to him, he shook his head blankly, saying that he only thought the paintings here were very realistic, but he didn't think anything else.

Therefore, after confirming that the basic functions of the museum were all there, Zhang Wubing hurriedly dragged the staff out, wanting to return to Yan Shixun and the others to feel the aura of servants.

After seeing the figures of Zhang Wubing and Zhang Wubing, everyone who was worried at first felt relieved and walked forward with a smile again.

"Director Zhang, are you going to travel around the world? Why are you so slow?"

"If it's broken, it's broken. Doesn't it mean that the shadow puppets here have long since disappeared? I can understand it."

"It's also pretty good haha, this is pure folk culture, without commercial atmosphere."

But just as everyone stepped under the archway, the sound of musical instruments suddenly came from the museum.

The sound was quiet and empty, echoing in the desolate courtyard, the sadness of the erhu echoed the sound of gongs and drums, and the folk musical instruments had a unique ancient charm, like eyes that suddenly opened in the dead silence.

Everyone was stunned: "Didn't it mean that there was no one?"

Zhang Wubing only felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end, and there was a cold breath coming from behind.

An old man with a hunched back appeared in the shadow behind the pillar at some point,