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Chapter 1396: The Ninth Palace!

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After passing the church, we arrived in front of the wax museum.

This wax museum has a very oriental cultural style. In fact, in most people's impressions, wax figures have always been something that Westerners play with. For example, "Madame Tussauds". Many people must have heard of it. It is also one of the most famous business cards in the wax figure industry.

But this wax museum, not to mention the two wax statues of "Black and White Impermanence" placed at the door, exudes a flavor of oriental culture. Even the image of "Laozi" is carved on the wall on that side.

However, the image of "Laozi" should be a stone sculpture, not a wax figure, while the cow under the stone sculpture is a wax figure.

When Zhou Ze was walking over with the little boy, they happened to see a group of people arguing there. Wang Ke and the little Lolita were also standing there. When they saw Zhou Ze coming, Wang Ke took the initiative to walk over.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.

"They said that this guy's image is too big and exposed, which is not in compliance with the rules and needs to be rectified. Negotiations are ongoing over there."

"oh."

The little boy looked at the little girl.

The little girl pouted and ignored the little boy, but when she turned her head away, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. She didn't seem to hate this transfer student very much.

Wang Ke was so focused on talking to Zhou Ze that he didn't notice that the cabbages he planted below were being pushed up.

The negotiations over there were over. Zhou Ze was not sure what the specific result was, but the interrupted opening activities had resumed.

There was no performance team or emcee hired. There were only two employees, a man and a woman, wearing the wax museum's uniforms. The man was greeting people while the woman was holding a microphone and giving a simple opening speech.

There weren't many people who came to support the event. Many of them were nearby stores that received invitation flyers and came to give face, or they were friends of bosses like Wang Ke. There wasn't too much publicity, and no TV stations were invited.

Generally speaking, setting up a Western scene in a small city and then linking it to things like "culture", "tradition" and "customs" is the easiest way to touch the hearts of local small leaders.

The traditional cultural farce of misattribution that has been sweeping across the country in recent years is also the result of this. Even if it is fabricated out of thin air, it is created for you.

The person who opened a wax museum in this location is as stupid and foolish as Zhou who opened a bookstore here, and he did it so low-key, which is really puzzling.

Things like art are meant to be viewed by oneself, and to be appreciated slowly by oneself. Anyway, there are explanatory information cards under each wax figure, so there is no need for someone to hold a loud speaker and explain it individually.

Besides, what we actually enjoy when we linger here is this kind of tranquility.

Zhou Ze and Wang Ke each held the hand of a child and walked inside.

The space inside is quite large, with two floors. The first entrance is a wax figure of Bruce Lee, which is lifelike.

That's the standard.

"Ada!"

action.

Next, there are some wax statues of many world celebrities. Of course, if you look closely, many of the wax statues here are actually not authorized. If the original owners find out, they can sue the wax museum if they are serious.

But because this place is low-key and wax figures have little influence in China, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Dad, are all the people here made of wax?"

The little Loli asked curiously.

"No, nowadays many wax figures use silicone technology, so they are also called silicone wax figures," Wang Ke replied.

"Ah, what is silicone?"

"Silicone is a special material, it is..."

"Put it here with the woman."

The little boy immediately touched his two wheats.

Zhou Ze covered his face.

Wang Ke was speechless.

The little Loli snorted and said disdainfully:

"rogue!"

The little boy didn't care and was even a little proud of it.

In school, many boys like to play tricks on girls. In fact, it is just to attract girls' attention. They are shy and not as good at expressing themselves as adults.

I don’t have the courage to park my car in front of the school gate and put a bottle of Pulse.

There are not many tourists. Many people come and just take a quick look around and leave. It's considered a gesture of respect and is enough.

Besides,

Many people cannot stand the feeling of walking under the gaze of wax figures, and even many people's childhood trauma comes from wax figures.

Looking at these human-like wax figures, many people would naturally imagine them as corpses;

In addition, no matter how exquisite the wax figure is, there will always be some "stiff" details that you can capture, which makes people think about it carefully and feel terrified.

This is actually a bit like the "uncanny valley" theory, but that describes machines that look very much like humans, but the essence is still the same.

Therefore,

After walking around for a while,

In the wax museum, apart from Zhou Ze and his group, there seemed to be few other guests left.

"If we rely on ticket sales, we won't even be able to recover our electricity bills."

Zhou Ze sighed,

"What a loser."

"That's good, isn't it?" Wang Ke replied with a smile.

The implication is,

Aren't you the same

The little girl was quite interested in the wax figure. She looked at it while reading the information card below. The little boy naturally followed her, which forced Zhou Ze and Wang Ke to accompany them.

There is also a small area in front with a door and a sign hanging on it that says "Do not enter if you have weak psychological endurance."

This sign can actually be changed to "I'm just trying to get in, I really won't go in."

If ordinary tourists come here and see this sign, how can they not go in and take a look

Just as Wang Ke pushed open the door and prepared to go in,

The female employee who was standing at the door and speaking with the microphone came over and said:

"It's best for children not to go in here, because it's very scary inside and may not be good for children."

Hearing this,

Wang Ke nodded.

I don't plan to bring the little loli in.

"Do you dare to go in?"

The little girl asked the little boy next to her.

The little boy straightened his chest.

In front of a woman,

How can you say "no"

Saying,

The little boy took the initiative to walk inside.

The female employee wanted to stop it.

He was stopped by Zhou Ze.

At the moment,

He followed the little boy in.

The light inside is dim, but also very clear.

Turn left after entering the door.

Wax figures of corpses piled up together appeared in front of me.

Blood,

ferocious,

fear,

These details are vividly expressed.

Zhou Ze and the little boy breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

call,

So comfortable!

The atmosphere here,

like!

These stacked wax figures of corpses are probably taken from a photo during the French Revolution.

Many of the wax figures here are very heavy.

Zhou Ze had been to some haunted houses in amusement parks before, where they liked to use paper figures or things wrapped in cotton cloth to scare you.

In fact, that thing is not really scary, but it is very disgusting.

But the horror here,

It is actually a perfect combination of art and horror.

Each piece of work has a profound meaning behind it and also reflects the creator's own thoughts.

For those who really like this taste, it is nothing less than a visual feast.

In fact, people have many spiritual needs, especially after they have gone through the initial stage of just pursuing food and clothing.

That pursuit and need,

It is far from being able to be easily summarized by a few glorious and positive words.

Of course.

This wax museum placed this part of the works separately in a deep and independent isolated area, probably to avoid trouble.

You know,

The statue of "Laozi" on the outside wall has already caused trouble.

Walking and admiring,

Until we were almost at the exit,

Zhou Ze stopped.

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze strangely, and then followed Zhou Ze's gaze.

This is a wax statue of a king.

But the shape is weird.

The popular TV series "A Song of Ice and Fire" in recent years has made the "Iron Throne" very famous.

But the throne before him was made up of layers of bones.

The dignity of the kingship is essentially "the power of life and death".

If the person on the throne says you should die, you will die. This is the reason why people fear it.

As for other titles such as "Son of Heaven", "Shepherd of the People on Behalf of Heaven", and "God-given Mandate",

It is nothing more than a veil covering it.

This throne,

From the beginning,

I'll tell you straight away,

Don't bow down to it.

Your fate,

There are the white bones below!

Very direct.

Very straightforward.

No hesitation, get straight to the point!

A man sat on the throne.

Shirtless,

There seemed to be strange runes carved on his body. He was not very strong, nor majestic. He even supported one end of the throne with one hand and rested it on his forehead.

Close your eyes.

Like taking a nap,

It's like,

In the sun...

But it is this feeling, this contrast, this contrast,

It's even more frightening.

It was as if once the man on the throne opened his eyes,

The surrounding situation will change completely!

The little boy bent down and looked for the information card, but found that this was the only statue here without an information card.

"Who is he?"

The little boy asked curiously.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

“I don’t know him.”

first,

After entering here, his face looked a little serious.

pity,

Now Ying Gou is still sleeping,

Every time he came out, he had to sleep for ten days to half a month, during which time he couldn't even communicate.

Otherwise, Zhou Ze really wanted to ask him,

Did you ever capture the ghost of a painter and have him paint your own portrait when you had nothing else to do

Do you have this specific image that's circulating

otherwise,

Why does it appear in this wax museum

"Let's go."

Zhou Ze took the little boy's hand and walked out.

After going out,

suddenly see the light.

There was a small hall in front, and Zhou Ze saw Wang Ke and a woman in a white dress sitting there drinking tea.

"Now that you're out, let me introduce you. This is the owner of the wax museum, a friend I used to know. Her Chinese name is Luo Su, and she's Chinese American."

"Hello, I'm Luo Su, nice to meet you."

Luo Su stood up, shook hands with Zhou Ze, then bent down, touched the little boy's head affectionately, and said:

"Little boy, you are really brave."

The little boy frowned.

A centuries-old monster.

Would you like to be patted on the head

"That little girl just said you were very brave to go in and take a look. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do. You are really very brave."

The little boy smiled happily.

Zhou Ze stood by and looked at the woman silently.

"Please sit down and have tea together, Mr. Xu."

Zhou Ze also took a seat.

Luo Su poured tea for Zhou Ze, and Zhou Ze took this opportunity to look around the small hall, which had quite unique furnishings.

"Uncle, where is Wang Rui?" asked the little boy.

"She's playing on the computer inside."

Luo Su pointed to the inner room, which should be her office.

The little boy pushed the door open and went in happily.

Zhou Ze picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

This tea,

A bit bitter.

… …

When I walked into the office, I found that there were three wax figures in the office.

They are the female curator and the two employees, one male and one female.

This taste is really unique.

He actually put a wax figure of himself in his office.

The little boy saw Wang Rui looking up at a wax figure. He wanted to reach out and touch it but he didn't seem to dare.

"Want to touch it?" asked the little boy.

Wang Rui nodded.

"Then touch it." The little boy encouraged.

"But...but..."

"But what?"

"I want to touch Mai Mai."

"Okay, then touch it."

"I just want to feel what Mai Mai feels like, don't think too much about it."

Saying,

The little girl's fingertips gently touched each other, and she looked very conflicted and embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. This is a secret between you and me."

"Hehe, okay." The little Loli was happy.

only,

She immediately said helplessly,

"It's so high, I can't touch it."

"I'll hold you."

Saying,

The little boy bent down, hugged the little girl's knees, and stood up directly.

He can even lift a cow!

“Wow!”

The little Loli was also surprised and sighed:

"Boys are really strong."

"Touch it, is it within your reach?"

"It's within reach. It's within reach."

Little Lolita stretched out her hand.

Mai Mai touched the wax figure of the female curator.

"Huh... So soft, is this silicone?"

actually,

Silicone should feel harder.

"Touch it again, there's no rush."

"good."

The little girl touched him for a while, and because she was worried that the little boy was too tired, she said:

"That's enough, put me down."

The little boy put her down steadily.

"Thank you, are you tired?"

Saying,

The little girl subconsciously reached out to wipe the boy's sweat.

But she was surprised to find that there was not even a drop of sweat on the boy's face. She put her hand on the boy's face but couldn't find the place she wanted to wipe.

The little boy enjoyed this feeling.

However,

In an instant,

He suddenly sniffed.

A greedy look appeared on his face.

But he woke up in an instant.

He immediately grabbed the little girl's hand on his face and turned it over.

In the palm of your hand,

There was a red spot.

"Ah, I touched the paint. I'll go wash it. There's a bathroom in this office. I just went there."

The little boy loosened his hand.

The little girl ran to the bathroom.

The little boy stood there.

Look up silently,

Looking at the wax figure of the female curator that was just touched by the little girl,

The little boy was sure.

The red color on the little girl's palm just now,

It's not the paint.

Rather,

Blood… …