Retire from the human world

Chapter 23 The Night

"The seventy-centimeter sword must have appeared after the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"If it's a bronze sword, the blade is a bit narrow!" The sword is used for piercing. It is only when it is inserted hard and then drawn out that the broadsword is powerful. However, it is hard to say if it is a bronze sword. A bronze sword similar to memory metal, can be bent under heavy pressure, and then slowly return to its original shape.

"It's too heavy, the mercury in the sword is not so heavy..."

"That's right, even cut cakes don't have this density!"

"It's serious business, young people don't interrupt!" Several old professors turned their heads and lay on the ground and muttered.

It's too heavy, no one can put this thing on the table, and the desk probably won't support it either.So I spread a layer of black velvet satin on the ground and covered it with a glass cover. Then everyone wore gloves and took a closer look with a magnifying glass.

"Why not do chemical quantitative analysis?"

"Don't mention it, there is no way to make a little crumb powder."

Next to it is a basket of scrapped and broken tweezers, small blades and other fine tools.

"The hilt of the sword is not long, which means that it is a one-handed sword, not the kind of two-handed sword used in the battlefield army formation, but who can lift a 740-nine-jin weapon with one hand? Isn't this a joke! Could it be Xi Chu? Overlord, it is said that Xiang Yu can lift a bronze tripod with one hand!"

"This weapon is really used to stab the enemy to death? Isn't it smashed to death?"

So unscientific!

A heavy rain in the hot summer season can't change anything at all, and the road will be completely dry before the early morning.

Garbage overflowed at the bottom of the alley, giving off an unpleasant stench, and sewage flowed out along the cracks in the floor tiles.This is a place where stray cats and dogs are entrenched, and in front of the alley is the bustling bar street and night market stalls.Although dozens of brawls occurred in the provincial capital last night and people were killed, most people still went out to live a chic nightlife.

The pace of life in the provincial capital is like this. Except for office workers, most people don’t get up earlier than ten o’clock. Shopping plazas and shops also open at 11:30 and close in the early morning.

At the entrance of the alley squatting a few people looking like gangsters were smoking and cursing to drive away the flies.

Diagonally across from them was a row of low-rise bungalows, with neon lights of hair salons, shampoo rooms and hotels in front of the door, and wandering warblers and prostitutes came in and out from time to time.And these gangsters are the legendary lookouts. The interior of these ambiguous places is connected to the residential buildings behind, and there are guards at several intersections.

"Brothers, take a look, there is a suspicious person!" A person who was on the lookout at the night market stall ran over quickly.

A man and a woman walked in at an alleyway. They all smelled of alcohol. The woman wore heavy makeup and was wearing a tank top, hot pants, and platform shoes, revealing a large area of ​​white and delicate skin, but the man's skin seemed to be whiter than hers, and he was so tall that he could play basketball. .Her hair didn't look like it was dyed, it looked very bright under the light, and she was muttering without knowing what to say.

"Blind, you're just a foreigner!" The leader scolded.

"Foreigners come to our small place to spend? Look, the MBs on Brother Hu's site are not so good! Do you need to spend money? You can hook up with beautiful women by hooking your fingers in a bar."

"As long as it's not a note, what do you care about so much?"

The bastard was bored, so he had to walk back resentfully.

The man and woman entered the door of a hotel, and the wandering warbler suddenly fell silently on the sofa at the door of the hotel.The foreigner, who seemed so drunk that he couldn't even walk well, unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, lay down on the counter, and put on a smile that he thought was charming: "Drink! I'm looking for the night restaurant."

The woman sitting at the counter of the hotel was using her mobile phone to steal food, and she raised her head when she heard the sound.

She was wearing a red dress that was not too rough, and her lips were painted with inappropriate red lipstick. Basically, when you saw her in the room, no matter how vulgar the vulgar warbler was with you, you would think she was a beauty.

"No living people and foreign ghosts are allowed to visit." With a cold sideways glance, the ugly woman continued to work on the vegetable farm with her head down.

The blond-haired foreigner was in a hurry: "How can you tell me, I'm a vampire, not a ghost."

"Without a letter of introduction, foreign non-humans are not allowed to enter!"

"Wait, I have an Ace Aiqu card!" The foreigner hurriedly took out a silver supermarket membership card.

The ugly woman finally put down the phone, grabbed it and glanced carefully, then lazily took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses and put them on: "Prince Settra?"

"That's right, haven't you seen the TV series I acted in?"

The other party ignored him, just picked up the old phone on the counter: "Hey, open a box, drink set C, the guest is an international friend, the box fee is charged at [-]%, and the drinks and dishes are charged at [-]% It's three hundred."

The woman put down the microphone heavily, and said coldly to the blood clan who was about to say something: "Please speak English next time, I want to die again when I hear you speak Chinese."

"..."

"Turn left and go to the washbasin by the door."

This hostel is very dilapidated, and there are aisles separated by wooden boards everywhere. After walking around for a long time, I finally saw the sign of the toilet, but the smell in this hot day was a bit choking.

——It’s really good to open a restaurant in this place!

This vampire named Setra stiffened his body and floated in without touching the ground. The toilet was so dilapidated that there was no distinction between men and women. There was only a row of small doors. It was polished very brightly, but someone scrawled the words "Night Color Restaurant" with a black pen on the mirror, like a silly prank.

He looked around, saw no one, and went straight to the mirror.

Suddenly there was a strong smell of incense, and there was a floor-to-ceiling glass mirror hanging where he walked out. Inside the mirror was the dilapidated toilet, which was probably used to see if there was anyone outside—the four walls here are all black and gray The bricks are piled up layer by layer like a tomb, the top cannot be seen from the top, and there are dark blue will-o'-the-wisps floating faintly on both sides.

A half-red and half-black sign was hung on a moon-shaped arch in front, Night Restaurant, and big white lanterns were hung on both sides.

"Haha, it's hard to say that a guest comes from afar."

Zheng Changhou walked out of the door in a pair of sandals and beach pants.

"Long time no see, I don't understand what Ni said." Settra asked for translation with a sincere expression.

"Ah, it's okay, let me put it another way." Zheng Changhou patted the blood clan's shoulder proudly, and laughed loudly, "You flew all the way from Europe to send me money, and you were slaughtered by me sincerely. Happy hahaha!"

"..."

Bullying vampires can't understand ancient Chinese?

Also, Hanba's strength was too great, and Setla's shoulder bones were broken, so he avoided it and waited for recovery.

"Of course we are old friends, so I'll give you a discount. The box fee is 120%, and the drink consumption is calculated at [-]%!"

Zheng Changhou dragged the poor blood into the restaurant door.

The decoration of this restaurant, of course, is of high standard and good taste, at the level of ancient emperors and generals - the mausoleum!

On both sides of the aisle are rows of pottery figurines, white marble steps, and huge murals.At some distance, there is a solemn and solemn corridor. Of course, it does not lead to the tomb, but the restaurant box.

All the waiters are all jumping, jumping forward with their hands stretched out straight, holding a large wooden plate in their hands, there are exquisite porcelain pots in it, and plates of raw meat.However, the waiters at Yese restaurant are of a very high standard. No matter how they dance, the plates in their hands will not make a sound, and they all have words written on their foreheads: This restaurant does not accept customer complaints.

On the front of the clothes of the waiters is the ordering phone number, and there is still a line of words on the back: This restaurant does not provide takeaway services.

"Should I introduce you to the guest in Box No. [-], who is as rich and generous as you!" Zheng Changhou said with a smile, "How about it, Prince Setra, we can earn a lot of money from him! Four or six times!"

"Nee mean?"

"Hehe...you know, it's not convenient for me to go out." Zheng Changhou rubbed his hands, and then laughed, "You know, the enchantment of Beiman Mountain here is broken, and the guests in Box No. [-] wake up after sleeping I found out that I was forced to go abroad... I heard that he still has many funeral objects in the provincial museum..."

At the police station, Captain Zhou is being criticized.

"You kept saying that you suspected that someone was drowning, and you were sure that the drowning person was related to this sudden incident. The bureau dispatched a crane for you and sent a manpower, and you came back with this thing? I think you want to switch to archaeology Team up!"

"Chen Bureau, this is an accident, really!"

"Come on, don't talk nonsense to me. In order to deal with the group of reporters who dare to say anything, I'm already burned out! You remember it for me. No matter who asks you, even your wife and son, I will kill you and say "Crossroads." The incident of Mouth’s disappearance was made up by the media! It’s just that a police car’s chassis broke down and caused a traffic jam. It’s purely based on rumors, and we must severely crack down on those who spread the rumors!”

Captain Zhou was almost dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking: "But Director, someone saw it with his own eyes."

"So what if you see it with your own eyes? If there are pictures, it's P, and if there's a video, it's fake! As for those who post on the Internet with empty words, contact them all privately, invite them to the police station for tea, and it's over after a few words!"

Captain Zhou was completely speechless.

"Comrade Zhou, our position is not easy to do, and you are not a hot-blooded young man. Why can't you understand so many things? For any weird things involving 'those', write a report and submit it, and there will be special people to solve it ! As for curiosity, just ignore it, just listen to it as a joke."

"For example... It is said that the zombie restaurant is opened in the toilet?"

"Look, this is something that no one believes when you tell it! How many entertainment venues and public toilets are there in China, can you find them?"

"Chen Bureau, I know what you said, but..." Captain Zhou took off his hat, listlessly, "In the final analysis, the whole car of us was rescued by Shen Dong, and he also fell into the reservoir. Get the body up."

"How many times have I told you that 'those' are not even human, how could they drown?"

"Director, you must be mistaken. This young man has records for more than 20 years. Why isn't he human?"

Director Chen, who was over fifty, shook his hand and said earnestly, "You, hurry up and send the thing you caught to the cultural relics bureau or museum. If you can't identify the result, then lock it up and seal it up. It's not over yet!"

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, Captain Zhou hurriedly made a gesture and left the director's office.

Then when the door was closed, I could faintly hear——

"What? A mummy from the Provincial Museum disappeared last night?"

It was really troublesome, Captain Zhou took out a cigarette and smoked it sullenly.

A criminal policeman in his team ran over and said happily: "Captain, the Bureau of Cultural Relics called and asked us where the sword came from. They said it was a national treasure! Anyway, it's not bronze or iron..."

Yes, the conclusion is that no one knows what this is!

"Then what?'

"What else can I do? In the end, I will treat it as a sacrificial object forged from a meteorite from outside the sky, and send it to the museum!"

Captain Zhou's heart skipped a beat, the cigarette butt burned his hand.museum! !Why do you have a bad feeling?