Chapter 880 Wax Oil

"Not bad……"

The fun of the so-called wax museum is that you never know who or what is made of wax.

Maybe a chair, a plate of fruit, even a cat, a dog, a living person... are all wax figures!

It would be even more frightening if there was a living person who remained motionless and dressed up as a wax figure.

As Aaron wanders, admiring the wax art, he finds his own source of inspiration.

The wax museum is very large, and there are several tourists in it.

That is, the owner of the museum does not know where he has gone, nor does he know where the service staff are.

Aaron stopped suddenly.

In an exhibition hall, he saw the source of his inspiration.

It was a lifelike tall wax figure of a human being. It looked like a warrior, with arms and muscles protruding high, and a frightened expression on his well-defined face. His mouth was wide open, and he didn't know what he was shouting.

'It seems...not a wax figure...but a...wax man? ! '

Aaron's hand touched it.

The next moment, blurred images seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

It was a picture of a master in the rivers and lakes, happy and enmity.

Judging by his martial arts, he has already entered the heavenly position!

Well, martial arts in Jianghu refer to the seven stages of martial arts, and the upper four stages with the word "Heaven" as "Tianwei", which means that it is not trivial and high above.

Even if it is the realm of Tianquan in the fourth stage, it is enough to be called a first-class master.

But these Aaron just skipped quickly.

In the picture, this person got another weird yellow stencil, with some words and portraits vaguely on it.

This person is as if he has found a treasure, and he quickly followed the practice...

The last scene is the scene where this person has turned into a real wax figure and is placed in the wax museum.

...

In a trance.

Aaron came back to his senses and withdrew his palm.

His first reaction was nothing else, but a little joyful: "Although my biggest golden finger is gone... But it seems to have left a little root... Otherwise, there would be no such telepathy..."

"Unfortunately, there are only a few roots... Otherwise, with this wax figure alone, I should be able to completely divination the contents of that wax paper..."

"Sir, do you like this wax figure very much?" At this moment, a person suddenly walked by.

The other party was wearing a white shirt and a black vest, but with a mixed-race feature, he looked like a fake foreign devil.

"Yes……"

Aaron smiled.

The fake foreign devil introduced himself: "My humble Hawkins... the owner of this wax museum, most of the wax figures are made by myself, only a few are purchased... such as this one."

"I don't know where it came from?"

Aaron asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, Hawkins really replied: "Someone sent it to me, from the hands of an unknown artist, but the artist's skill is beyond doubt... As for the person who sent it, there is nothing Say, just say that this is a wax figure of Ding Hu, a famous martial artist in the south."

"The mountain tiger?"

Aaron was quite impressed with this name. It is said that he was a famous boxer in the south. He did not expect that the first meeting was in such a strange form.

He thanked Hawkins politely and turned to leave.

But at the moment of turning around, Aaron saw Ding Hu's wax figure seemed to blink.

A tear flowed down from his eye socket, across his cheek, to his chin, and finally fell into Aaron's palm.

"It's not tears, it's...wax?"

Looking at the wax beads that became turbid inside after solidification, Aaron suddenly felt a little horrified: "Could it be... this Ding Hu can still perceive the outside world?" This is a torture that is more terrifying than death...'

But the next moment, he was attracted by the wax beads in his hand.

In front of his eyes, a translucent box appeared, and a piece of information automatically appeared:

【Sealing Wax Oil】

[How to use: After swallowing, you may get the incomplete information of "The Canon of Wax Oil Corpse", but it will receive a lot of pollution, the body will inevitably be alienated, and you cannot see the sun, otherwise your whole body will fester and melt to death! 】

【In the process of eliminating pollution...】

[Lack of core components, the cost cannot be completely eliminated! 】

[Changing...]

[Changing...]

A mess of garbled characters appeared, making Aaron almost think that he encountered a BUG.

After another period of waiting, brand new information emerged:

[Modification completed! 】

[Usage method: Mix two grapefruit leaves, three drops of virgin blood, and one drop of pure tears, and it can be refined into a one-time talisman, allowing the user to possess supernatural powers for a short time without side effects. 】

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"My golden finger really ran away... Is it missing a core component—[Scarlet Creator]?"

Aaron rubbed his chin: "Fortunately, there are still some functions left, and it cannot be completely exempted from pollution, but you can pay part of the price and replace the original pollution?"

"From permanent to disposable?"

He looked at the embalming wax oil in his hand, and was a little speechless: "But it's okay, I don't want to become a wax figure, or the kind that will melt and fester in the sun..."

Aaron closed his eyes, and a method of reconciliation came to mind.

"Well, the boy's blood has its own source...it's next to the Yuzu Tree Wax Museum, so is there only one pure tear left?"

He looked left and right and saw a couple with a baby in their arms.

"Children nowadays are full of ghosts. It's not safe to have pure tears, but for babies who have just been born and don't have much thinking ability, the tears must be innocent..."

Aaron rolled his eyes and had an idea.

After a while, he came to the couple with a round card lollipop: "You two... so cute children."

He bought this lollipop from a pastry shop, and it was quite expensive, costing a dime.

"Hi, may I ask if you are..."

The male host wears a pair of round glasses and looks quite bookish. Although he smiles, he is also wary.

Aaron didn't seem to notice it, and took out a lollipop to tease the child: "Haha...do you want to?"

He handed the lollipop to the child's mouth, and seeing the eager little eyes of the child, he suddenly retracted and stuffed it into his mouth: "I won't give it to you..."

"Wow!"

The child in the baby hat was startled, and immediately burst into tears.

"Sorry, sorry!"

Aaron quickly apologized, stuffed another lollipop into the mother's hand, and took a tear.

"you……"

The father almost wanted to roll up his sleeves and hit someone, but Aaron ran too fast, and he managed to miss it. He was so annoyed that he turned back to coax the child.

...

"Exchange tears with lollipops, fair trade, no deception."

Aaron walked out of the wax museum with a serious face.

Immediately, he picked grapefruit leaves again, found a hotel, and spent money to stay.

Unscrewing the kerosene lamp, under the light, his fingernails flashed, cut his finger, and dripped three drops of his fingertip blood into a large white porcelain bowl.