Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 882

[Chapter 880 Wax Oil]

“Not bad, not bad…”

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

It could be a chair, a plate of fruit, or even a cat, a dog, a living person… they are all wax figures!

It would be even more scary if there was another living person motionless, dressed as a wax figure.

Aaron wandered around, admiring the art of wax figures, while searching for the source of inspiration in his heart.

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

The owner didn’t know where he was, nor where the service staff were.

Aaron’s footsteps suddenly stopped.

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

It was a lifelike tall wax statue of a warrior. It looked like a warrior. The muscles in his arms were bulging. There was a look of horror on his face with clear features. He opened his mouth wide and didn’t know what he was shouting.

‘This seems… not a wax figure… but… a wax man? ! ‘

Aaron’s hand touched it.

The next moment, scenes of blurry images seemed to appear before his eyes.

It was a picture of a master of martial arts, enjoying his grudges.

Looking at his martial arts skills, he has already reached the heavenly throne!

Well, in martial arts circles, there are seven levels of martial arts, and those with the word “天” in the upper four levels are called “Tian Wei”, which means extraordinary and superior.

Even the fourth level of Tianquan realm is enough to be called a first-rate master.

But Aaron just skipped these quickly.

In the picture, this man got another strange piece of yellow wax paper, with some vague words and pictures on it.

As if he had found a treasure, he quickly followed the practice…

The last scene was when this man had turned into a real wax figure and was placed in the wax museum.

…

in a daze.

Aaron came to his senses and took back his palm.

His first reaction was nothing else, but rather a bit of joy: “Although my biggest golden finger ran away…but it seems that there is still a little bit left…otherwise there would be no such thing as telepathy…”

“Unfortunately, it’s only a little bit. It’s just a root… Otherwise, with this wax figure alone, I should be able to completely divine the contents on the wax paper…”

“Sir, do you like this wax figure very much?” At this moment, next to me, Suddenly a person came over.

The other person was wearing a white shirt and a black vest, but he had mixed-race features and looked like a fake foreign devil.

“Yes…”

Aaron smiled slightly.

The fake foreign devil introduced himself: “My dear Hawkins…the owner of this wax museum. Most of the wax figures are made by me, but only a few are purchased from outside…such as this one.”

“I don’t know where it came from. ?”

Aaron asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, Hawkins really answered: “It was sent to me by an unknown artist, but there is no doubt about the artist’s skill… As for the person who sent it, there is nothing.” He just said that this was a wax figure of a famous martial artist in the south – Ding Hu.

“Guo Shanhu?”

Aaron was quite impressed by this name. It was said that he was a famous boxer in the south. He didn’t expect it to be the first time he met. In this strange form.

He politely thanked Hawkins and prepared to leave.

But the moment he turned around, Aaron seemed to blink when he saw Ding Hu’s wax figure.

A tear flowed down from his eye, passed over his cheek, came to his chin, and finally fell into Aaron’s palm.

“These are not tears, this is…wax oil?”

Looking at the wax oil beads that became turbid inside after solidification, Aaron felt a little creepy for a moment: ‘Could it be that…this Ding Hu can still sense the outside world? This is a torture 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:

[Corpse Sealing Wax Oil]

[How to use: After swallowing, you may obtain incomplete information about the “Wax Oil Corpse Sutra”, but it will absorb a lot of contamination, and the body will It must be alienated and cannot see the sun, otherwise the whole body will fester and melt and die! ]

[Contamination is being eliminated…]

[Without core components, the cost cannot be completely eliminated! ]

[Changing…]

[Changing…]

A bunch of garbled code appeared, making Aaron almost think he had encountered a BUG.

After another period of waiting, brand new information emerged:

[Modification completed! ]

[How to use: Mix two grapefruit leaves, three drops of boy’s blood, and one drop of tears of innocence to make a disposable talisman, which allows the user to have supernatural powers temporarily without side effects. ]

…

“My golden finger has indeed escaped… is it missing the core component – [Scarlet Creator]?”

Aaron touched his chin: “But fortunately, it still retains some functions and cannot completely exempt it from pollution, but Can I pay part of the price and replace the original pollution?

“Is it changed from a permanent item to a disposable item?”

He looked at the corpse sealing wax in his hand and was slightly speechless: “But that’s okay, I don’t want to become wax. People are still the kind that will melt and fester when exposed to 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 right next to the Grapefruit Tree Wax Museum, so is there just a drop of innocent tears left?”

He looked around and saw a couple holding a baby.

“Children these days have very troubled minds. It’s not safe to cry innocently. But for a baby who has just been born and doesn’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 lollipop and said, “You two… are such cute children.”

He bought this lollipop from a snack shop, and it was quite expensive. It cost a dime.

“Hello, may I ask who you are…”

The male host wore a pair of round glasses and looked a bit bookish. Although he smiled, he was also a little wary.

Aaron didn’t seem to notice, and took out a lollipop to tease the child: “Haha… do you want it?”

He handed the lollipop to the child’s mouth, and when he saw the child’s eager eyes, he suddenly withdrew it and stuffed it in. He said to himself: “I won’t give it to you…”

“Wow!”

The child wearing a baby hat was startled, and then started crying loudly.

“Sorry, sorry!”

Aaron apologized quickly, put another lollipop into the mother’s hand, and took a teardrop.

“You…”

The father almost wanted to roll up his sleeves and hit someone, but Aaron ran too fast and he just didn’t catch him. He couldn’t help but become angry and quickly turned back to comfort the child.

…

“Exchanging lollipops for tears, fair trade, no bullying.”

Aaron walked out of the wax museum with a righteous look on his face.

He immediately picked grapefruit leaves, found a hotel, and spent money to stay.

He turned on the kerosene lamp, and under the light, he cut his finger with a flash of nail, and poured three drops of blood from his fingertip into the large white porcelain bowl.

(End of chapter)