Chapter 58 Renguo Museum

The next day, after Wang Xiaoming got up, he stood in front of the window and looked out. He saw a familiar figure leaving.

He came downstairs and saw Li Jun who was cleaning up breakfast, so he asked, "Did Zhao Jianguo come just now?"

Li Jun put the breakfast away and said, "Yes, Captain Zhao came to remind us that the headquarters decided to take action today, and he brought breakfast by the way."

"He also reminded us to be careful when we go out," Li Jun looked up at Wang Xiaoming, "With me here, no one can hurt the professor."

Wang Xiaoming directly reached out and picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite, "It's just a civilian ghost-controlling organization, it can't make a big wave.

After dinner, we set off directly to the Renguo Museum."

It's not that Wang Xiaoming underestimated this ghost-controlling organization, but because the ghost-controlling of this period can still be eliminated with physical weapons.

Even if the other party is the third largest civilian ghost-controlling organization in the country and has recruited many foreign ghost-controlling people, it will not be the opponent of the headquarters.

If it weren't for waiting for the production of supernatural bullets, the headquarters would have taken action long ago.

In this way, Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun took the headquarters' special car again and went to the Renguo Museum in the city without any obstacles.

When they arrived at the Renguo Museum, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. It took an hour and a half. There was no other reason, because the traffic on the road was too congested.

When they walked to the front of the Renguo Museum, they could still see a huge sign with the words "Closed for one day".

There were many people gathered near the entrance of the museum. When they got closer, they found that they were all tourists who had made an appointment to visit the museum today.

There were also several security personnel who kept explaining and apologizing in front of the door, but the effect was not obvious. Instead, more and more people gathered.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Xiaoming did not expect that it would be so chaotic just because the museum was closed for one day. He still knew too little about the Renguo Museum.

But now the most important thing is how they get in.

"Professor Wang, Mr. Li Jun, we meet again."

Just as Wang Xiaoming was about to call someone, Hou Cuijiao appeared on the side. The other party changed into a black professional suit today, and put her hair up. She also had a pair of exquisite silver wire-rimmed glasses on her nose, which made her look intellectual and beautiful.

"Miss Hou, I'm sorry to bother you again today."

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times. Everyone loves beauty, and he is no exception.

"Professor Wang, you are too polite. Follow me." Hou Cuijiao led the way in front, and the group bypassed the crowded entrance and walked to the side.

"Professor Wang also saw the scene just now. We can only enter through a remote small door, and we still have to walk a distance."

Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun had no objection.

The group slipped into the museum like this. At this time, there were still many staff members in the museum.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming and his friends coming in, one of the middle-aged men came over and said to Hou Cuijiao, "Chief Hou, you are finally here."

Then the middle-aged man looked at Wang Xiaoming and smiled, "This must be Professor Wang. My name is Huang Zhong, and I am the deputy director of Renguo Museum."

Hou Cuijiao greeted Huang Zhong and introduced the others.

"Hello," Wang Xiaoming said with a forced smile, "I am sorry to bother you this time."

Renguo Museum is the largest and most comprehensive museum in China. It receives tens of thousands of tourists from all over the world every day. Today, it is closed for one day just for Wang Xiaoming, which can be said to be a great honor.

"This is what we should do," Huang Zhong obviously knew Wang Xiaoming's identity and spoke very politely, "Professor Wang is visiting our museum for the first time, so he must not be familiar with it. What does the professor want to see? I can lead the way."

Wang Xiaoming did not refuse. Renguo Museum was too big, and it was really inconvenient without a guide, so he directly stated his purpose, wanting to touch and check some precious cultural relics with a long history.

Huang Zhong understood and led the way. He also introduced some precious collections passing by from time to time, and Wang Xiaoming also responded to him, while taking note of the historical introduction in the exhibition hall, learning historical knowledge in disguise.

Li Jun followed closely behind, while Hou Cuijiao looked around like a tourist, stopping in front of a cultural relic from time to time, but she did not leave the team, and immediately followed when she saw people walking away.

Not long after, several people came to the bronze exhibition area, where most of the exhibits were from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period or earlier.

Wang Xiaoming turned on his spiritual vision and scanned all the bronzes in the exhibition hall. He did not find anything unusual, so he watched with confidence as Deputy Director Huang Zhong opened the exhibition cabinet and took out the precious bronzes inside.

"Professor Wang, these are the most precious bronzes in our museum, look..." Huang Zhong wore gloves and handed over the bronze wine bottle with both hands.

After Wang Xiaoming took the bronze wine bottle, he said: "Director Huang, what I am going to do next requires a quiet environment, and I hope you won't talk next."

"No problem."

The headquarters had already communicated with the museum, so Huang Zhong was not surprised and agreed to step aside and stop talking.

Seeing that no one was disturbing him,

Wang Xiaoming started to arrange the archaeological ceremony directly on the open space, summoning the historical atmosphere of the bronze wine jar and resonating with it.

Although Renguo did not have many records of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and Wang Xiaoming knew little about history, the bronze wine jar had existed for too long and had a very strong historical atmosphere, close to the bronze lamps in the underground passage.

After the ceremony, Wang Xiaoming felt the digestion of the magic potion in his body and was very satisfied.

"It seems that I can completely digest the magic potion of the archaeologist today." Wang Xiaoming thought.

"Continue." Wang Xiaoming put the bronze wine bottle back into the display case and said.

Huang Zhong opened another display case immediately after hearing the order. With the cooperation of others, Wang Xiaoming's magic potion digestion rate increased all the way and soon exceeded half of the digestion rate.

However, Wang Xiaoming's corresponding historical knowledge was not enough for the archaeological relics of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The digestion rate brought by each bronze artifact dropped sharply.

Fortunately, this is the most complete and largest museum in the country. There is no shortage of cultural relics. Wang Xiaoming has begun to arrange rituals to archaeologically archaeological older bronze artifacts.

Among them, the Houmu Ding gave him a large amount of magic potion digestion rate, which was more than the spiritual item bronze lamp.

Until the feedback from the bronze artifacts began to decrease, the magic potion digestion had reached the final stage.

Then several people came to the Qin and Han exhibition area. When they were archaeologically examining a golden jade suit here, the archaeologist magic potion in Wang Xiaoming's body was finally completely digested.

At the same time, the gifted fighting scholar of the adjacent sequence was also successfully integrated into his body.

Abundant energy filled Wang Xiaoming's body, and the discomfort caused by the rapid digestion of the magic potion disappeared without a trace.

He looked at the golden jade clothes in the ceremony. The archaeological ceremony had ended, and the identification spells beside the ceremony had lost their luster.

"I don't need to make these bronze spells anymore." Wang Xiaoming thought to himself, because he was about to be promoted to an appraiser.

Looking at the golden jade clothes in front of him, without the help of the ceremony, Wang Xiaoming could also slightly sense the historical atmosphere of this cultural relic.

Even if he did not advance to the sequence seven appraiser, he could now act as an expert in identifying the authenticity of cultural relics, and his accuracy was amazing.

Because he relied on sensing the historical atmosphere, not his eyesight.

At the same time, the perfect integration of the fighting scholar made the passive ability of sharp ears and eyes become more powerful, and everything in front of him became clear, and he could even faintly see the tiny cracks on the jade piece.