The moonlight shines down and falls right in the middle of the dancers. As if they have traveled through a thousand years, these dancers are dancing to a piece of music from the Tang Dynasty.

It's just that these people are all made of wax figures, and their dancing figures reveal a strangeness in their beauty.

However, this kind of weirdness appears to have a different kind of beauty under the huge blood-colored moonlight.

Even the two frightened security guards were stunned.

Dong dong dong dong...

As a burst of rapid chimes rang, the dancers in the center of the stage subconsciously retreated to the surroundings like a tide, leaving a huge stage free.

I saw that everyone on the stage turned their attention to the wax figure of King Teng.

Under the puzzled gazes of Li Jingran and I, the wax figure of Prince Teng stood up and said: "Thousands of years ago, I heard a young man here compose a poem that will last forever, but unfortunately, I have a poor memory and put it

I forgot this poem."

Having said this, the wax figure of King Teng turned to look at Zhao Caiman and the three of them.

The glance at the wax figure of Prince Teng scared the two security guards, Lao Hu and Lao Deng, to stand up quickly, while Zhao Caiman fell into deep contemplation.

"You three are the only living people here. If anyone among you can remember the poem I forgot, I will let him go!" said the wax figure of King Teng.

"I didn't expect this evil spirit to be a cultured person." After hearing this, Li Jingran turned to look at me and said meaningfully: "Look, this evil spirit is more educated than you and knows how to appreciate ancient poetry!"

"Don't I know how to sing Goose Goose to the sky? Do you dare to say that this is not an ancient poem?" I was not afraid of Li Jingran's mocking gaze at all.

Li Jingran didn't expect me to be so thick-skinned, so she suddenly became speechless and looked at the wax figure of Prince Teng again.

After a pair of dark eyes of the wax figure of Teng Wang glanced around the three people, he pointed his finger at the security guard standing on the far right and said: "Old Hu, you, come here!"

"I, I, I!" Old Hu, who was named by King Teng, looked flustered and said, "I, I, I don't know how."

"Huh?" The handsome face of Prince Teng's wax figure suddenly turned cold, and Old Hu was so frightened that he quickly said: "I'll carry it, I'll carry it!"

I turned my head and looked at Lao Hu. After hesitating for a long time, Lao Hu recited: "Goose goose, the song is singing to the sky..."

The moment Lao Hu recited this poem, Prince Teng's gloomy face became even more ugly.

Grrrrrr!

I heard a gurgling sound coming from the throat of the wax figure of King Teng, and then countless rat noises rang out from all directions.

Chichi chi chi chi chi chi!

Listening to the rising and falling sounds, Li Jingran's expression changed slightly. She covered her ears with her hands and asked, "Pi Jianqing, where is this sound coming from?"

The noises of these mice were very sharp and came from all directions. For a moment, I couldn't tell where the sounds came from.

However, I found that at the same time as these rat noises were heard, the loose clothes worn by the dancers standing around started to move automatically without wind.
Chapter completed!