Chapter 547

Around the church, I came to the front of the wax museum.

This wax museum has a very Oriental cultural style. In fact, in the impression of most people, wax statues have always been something that Westerners play, such as "Madame Tussauds Wax Museum". Many people have heard of it, which is also one of the most famous business cards in the wax industry.

But this wax museum, not to mention the two "black and white impermanence" wax figures placed at the door, shows a certain Oriental cultural flavor. Even on the wall on that side of it, the image of "Laozi" is carved.

But the image of Laozi should be stone sculpture, not wax sculpture. The ox under the stone sculpture is wax sculpture.

When Zhou Ze led the little boy to come, he happened to meet a group of people arguing there. Wang Ke and little Lori were also standing there. When Zhou Ze came, Wang Ke took the initiative to come.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Ze asked.

"It's said that the image of Lao Tzu is too big and exposed. It doesn't conform to the rules. It needs to be rectified. There is negotiation."

"Oh."

The little boy looked at little Lori,

little Lori tooted her mouth and ignored the little boy, but when she turned her head, her mouth was smiling, and she didn't seem to hate this classmate who came to the class.

Wang Ke only talks with Zhou Ze, but doesn't notice that the cabbage he grows is being arched.

The negotiation over there is over. It's not clear what the result is, but the interrupted business activity has resumed.

No performance team or emcee was invited. A man and a woman were wearing the uniform of the wax museum. The man was greeting and the woman was doing a simple opening speech with the microphone.

There are not many people who come to the audience. Many of them are invited to give face by the shop owners nearby. Or Wang Ke, the boss's friend, has not done too much publicity or invited the TV station.

Generally speaking, setting up a Western scenery in a small city, and then having some relations with such things as "culture", "tradition" and "custom", is the most easy thing to touch the hearts of local small leaders.

In recent years, the traditional cultural farce of Zhang Guanli Dai, which has been set off by all kinds of customs all over the country, has also come from this. Even if it's out of nothing, it's hard to create it for you.

To open a wax museum in this area is no less crippling than to open a bookstore here. It's also so low-key. It's really confusing.

Art and other things are for people to see and taste. Anyway, there are explanatory materials cards under each wax figure. It doesn't need people to tell alone with a big speaker.

What's more, it's this kind of tranquility that you enjoy wandering here.

Zhou Ze and Wang Ke lead a child's hand and go inside.

The space inside is quite large. There are two floors. The first entrance is the wax figure of Bruce Lee, which is lifelike. It's the standard,

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Next, there are some wax statues of world famous people. Of course, if you study them carefully, many wax statues here are not authorized. If the original owner knows about them, the other side can really sue this wax museum.

But also because of its low profile and its small influence in China, the problem should not be big.

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

Asked little Laurie curiously.

"No, now many wax figures use silica gel technology, so they are also called silica gel wax figures." Wang Ke replied.

"Ah, what is silica gel?"

"Silica gel, it's a special material, it's

"It's for women."

The little boy immediately touched his two wheat.

Zhou Ze covers his face,

Wang Ke stops talking,

little Lori "hums" and says, "hooligan!"

The little boy didn't care, even a little smug.

In school, many boys like to play tricks on girls. In fact, they just want to attract girls' attention. Shy boys are not as good at expressing as adults, and they don't have the courage to park their car on the school gate and put a bottle of pulsation.

There are not many tourists. After many people come, they just turn around and leave. It's just a matter of face and meaning.

Moreover,

walking under the gaze of a wax figure, many people can't stand this feeling, even many people's childhood shadow comes from the wax figure.

Looking at these human like wax figures, many people will naturally fill their brains into corpses;

and no matter how delicate the wax figures are made, there will be some "rigid" details that can be captured by you, which makes people think deeply.

In fact, it's a bit like the "valley of terror" theory, but the narrative is very similar to the human machine, but the essence is still the same.

Therefore,

after walking for a while,In addition to Zhou Ze and his party, there seemed to be few guests left in the wax museum.

"If it depends on the ticket money, you can't even charge back the cost of electricity."

Zhou Ze sighed,

"what a loser."

"Just like it, don't you?" Wang Ke replied with a smile.

What's the implication,

are you different?

Little Lori is very interested in the wax figure. Reading the following information card while watching the wax figure, the little boy naturally follows, which makes Zhou Ze and Wang Ke have to accompany together.

There is also a small area in front of it. There is a door with a sign on it that says "no admittance for the weak psychological endurance".

In fact, this brand can be changed to "I will not go in".

If the general tourists come here and see this sign, how can they not go in and have a look?

Just as Wang Ke opened the door to enter, the female employee who was standing at the door to speak with the microphone came over and said: "it's better not to let children in here, because it will be very scary and may not be good for children."

Wen Yan,

Wang Ke nodded,

didn't plan to take little Lori in.

"Dare you go in?"

Little Lori asked the little boy beside her.

How can a little boy say "no" in front of a woman?

When he said that,

the little boy took the initiative to walk in,

the female employee wanted to stop,

was stopped by Zhou Ze,

now,

he walked in with the little boy.

The light in it is very dark, but also very clear.

Turn left when entering the door, and in front of

there are stacked wax figures of corpses,

blood,

ferocity,

fear,

these details are vividly displayed.

Zhou Ze and the little boy are at the same time taking a long breath,

exhale,

comfortable!

The atmosphere here,

likes!

These stacked corpse wax figures should be taken from a picture taken during the French Revolution.

Many wax figures here are heavy.

Zhou Ze has been to some haunted houses in amusement parks before, where he likes to scare you with something wrapped in paper people or cotton cloth.

In fact, it's really not scary, but it's very diaphragmatic.

But the horror here,

is actually a perfect combination of art and horror. Every piece of work has its deep meaning behind it and also presents the creator's own thinking.

For people who really like this kind of taste, it is no less than a visual feast.

In fact, people's spiritual needs are multifaceted, especially after the primary stage of only seeking for food, clothing and warmth,

that kind of pursuit and need,

is far from the sum of several magnificent words.

Of course,

this wax museum puts this part of works in a separate isolated area in the deep, which should also be for fear of trouble.

You should know that the statue of "Laozi" on the outside wall has been in trouble.

While walking and enjoying,

Zhou Ze stopped at the exit.

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze strangely, and then followed his eyes.

This is a wax figure of the king,

but the shape is very strange,

the fire drama song of ice and fire in recent years makes "iron throne" very famous,

but the throne in front of us is accumulated by layers of bones.

In essence, the nobility of kingship is "to kill or to take". People on the throne say that if you die, you will die, which is the root of people's fear of it.

As for the other "sons of heaven", "herdsmen on behalf of heaven" and "divine orders", it is nothing more than a veil that covers it.

From the beginning,

this throne tells you straight and white,

don't kneel on it,

your end,

is like the white bone below!

Very direct,

is very straightforward,

is straightforward and straightforward!

There is a man sitting on the throne,

shirtless, and

on his body, it seems that he has carved strange runes, which are not very strong, nor very dignified. Even he holds one end of the throne with one hand and presses it against his forehead.

Close your eyes,It's like taking a nap,

it's like,

in the sun

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

that makes people feel more surprised,

it seems that once the man on the throne opens his eyes,

the situation around him will change completely!

The little boy bent down to look for the data card, but found that this one was the only one here, there was no data card.

"Who is he?"

Asked the little boy curiously.

Zhou Ze shook his head,

"I don't know."

For the first time,

after entering here, his face was a little serious.

Unfortunately,

now yinggou is still sleeping. Every time he comes out, he has to sleep for ten and a half days. During this period, he can't even communicate.

Otherwise, Zhou would really like to ask him,

did you have nothing to do to capture the dead soul of the painter to paint a portrait for yourself?

Do you have such a specific image spread out?

Otherwise, why does

appear in this wax museum?

"Let's go."

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

After going out,

suddenly became bright.

In front is a small hall. Zhou Ze sees Wang Ke and a woman in a white skirt sitting there drinking tea.

"When you come out, I'd like to introduce you to the owner of the wax museum. A friend I used to know, whose Chinese name is Luo Su, is a Chinese American."

"Hello, this is Russo. Nice to meet you."

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

"little friend, you are really brave."

A little boy with a calm face,

an old monster of hundreds of years,

would he like to kill by touching his head?

"That little girl just said that you are very brave, dare to go there to visit, I didn't believe it, now believe it, you are really brave."

The little boy smiled happily.

Zhou Ze stood by and looked at the woman in silence.

"Sit down for tea, please, Mr. Xu."

Zhou Ze is also seated.

Luo Su pours tea for Zhou Ze, who takes advantage of this opportunity to look around the small hall for a very unique display.

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

"She's playing computer in there."

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

The little boy pushed the door open and went in.

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

This tea,

is a little bitter.

…………

Walking into the office, I found that there are three wax statues in the office.

They are the female curator and the male and female staff.

This taste is so unique that you can put your own wax figures in the office.

The little boy saw Wang Rui looking up in front of a wax statue. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he didn't dare to look at it.

"Want to feel it?" Asked the little boy.

Wang Rui nods.

"Then touch it." The little boy egged on.

"But But... "

"But what?"

"They want to touch wheat."

"Well, then feel it."

"People just want to feel what it's like to feel Mai Mai. Don't think about it any more."

As she said it,

little Laurie's fingertips collided gently. She was very tangled and embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you. It's a secret between you and me."

"Hee hee, OK." Little Laurie is happy.

However,

at once she was helpless to say,

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

"I'll hold you."

With that,

the little boy stooped, held little Laurie's knee, and stood up directly.

He can even hold a cow!

"Whoa!"

Little Laurie was also surprised, exclaimed:

"boys are so strong."

"Touch it, can you reach it?"

"There it is, there it is."

Little Laurie reached out and felt for the waxwork of the female curator.

"Whoo It's so soft. Is this silica gel? "

In fact,

silicone handle should be relatively hard.

"Don't worry if you touch it again."

"Good."

Little Lori touched again for a while, worried that the little boy was too tired, she said:"Enough touch, let me down."

The little boy put her down steadily.

"Thank you, are you tired?"

As she said,

little Lori subconsciously reached out to wipe the sweat for the little boy,

but she was surprised to find that there was not even a drop of sweat on the little boy's face, and her hand was on the little boy's face, but she could not find the place to wipe it.

The little boy enjoyed this feeling very much,

however,

in a flash,

he suddenly sniffed at his nose,

his face was greedy,

but he was awake again in a flash.

He immediately grabbed little Lori's hand on his face, opened it, and there was a red color in her palm.

"Ah, I feel the paint. I'll wash it. There's a bathroom in this office. I've just been there."

The little boy released his hand,

little Lori ran to the bathroom,

but the little boy stood in the same place,

looked up silently,

looked at the wax figure of the curator who had just been touched by little Lori,

the little boy can be sure,

the red color of little Lori's palm,

is not a pigment,

but,

blood