Chapter 11

Today is the day to visit the museum, and Mu Yu posted a note on the restaurant door one day in advance asking people to take a rest.

　　He has few friends of his own age, and most of the people he can talk to on a daily basis are older people.

　　I sometimes play chess with the old men in the community, but I don't really go out to play with friends that often.

　　So I'm very excited this time.

　　So much so that I didn't sleep well last night.

　　The general witnessed him getting up in the middle of the night and starting to knead dough, cook beans, and make custard.

　　Then, just a few hours after lying down, he started steaming buns.

　　Like a spinning top.

　　"This is a red bean paste bun," Mu yu excitedly pointed at the piglet-shaped bun, then the bunny-shaped one, "and that's a custard bun, it's delicious."

　　He also fried small octopus sausages, made glutinous rice balls with egg yolk and pork floss filling, and boiled lemon black tea, adding only a little bit of sugar, so it wasn't particularly sweet.

　　After cooking, sprinkle some chopped mint leaves on it and put it in the refrigerator overnight. It will keep you cool to the core.

　　Pour it into a thermos bucket and it will last for a long time.

He felt that the general was only in his twenties when he died for his country, about the same age as himself, and his tastes should be similar.

　　The general was looking forward to it.

　　After eating these few days' meals, he completely trusted Mu Yu's cooking skills.

　　Cooking methods in the Han Dynasty were simple and food variety was scarce, especially at border crossings.

　　All the delicious food he had eaten in the past twenty years or so was not as good as what he had eaten in the few days here.

　　Mu yu wrapped the buns and put them in the basket in front of the electric donkey. Although there was no one around, he still lowered his voice out of habit and said, "I also brought you some incense sticks. We will eat them together when the time comes."

　　He has checked out netizens' travel guides, and the key is to share delicious food with friends!

　　I'm really looking forward to it!

　　The general was slightly stunned.

　　A strange feeling of fullness quietly arose in his chest, which should have been empty, like the first green buds emerging from the Gobi Desert in spring, which would grow wildly with just a few drops of rain.

　　No food or drinks are allowed in the museum, but there are storage compartments at the entrance where visitors can store their belongings and eat in the rest area outside the museum after the visit.

　　When Mu Yu arrived on his electric scooter, there were already many people queuing in front of the museum, quite a few of whom were out-of-town tourists carrying backpacks.

　　It was a sunny day today, and he was worried that the general couldn't stand the sun, so he took the big black umbrella.

　　Mu yu stood under the shade of a tree, looked up and said to the general: "Look, many people remember that period of history."

At eight or nine o'clock in the summer, the sun had already risen very high, and the sunlight slanted into his eyes, shining brightly.

　　The general suddenly smiled faintly and raised his hand to rub his head.

　　After receiving offerings for several days in a row, his emotions gradually returned to normal.

　　Apart from being dead, there is no difference between him and a living person.

　　Logically speaking, ghosts cannot touch living people directly, but when the other party's big hand pressed down, Mu Yu actually felt a little weight!

　　"Hey!?" Mu Yu opened his eyes wide in surprise.

　　Just at this moment, the museum door opened and the crowd began to move.

　　Mu Yu didn't care about anything else and hurriedly moved forward with the package. By the time he put the things away, he had forgotten about this episode.

　　The leaders of the Cannes Museum attached great importance to this project and invited a special planning team to conduct several on-site inspections. The final result was particularly good.

　　Today is the first day of the opening. Although there are many tourists, there is no congestion or delay. Everyone moves forward according to the clear route map in an orderly manner.

　 Mu Yu as a local citizen is quite proud of it.

This tomb exhibition has two focuses. One is the celebrity exhibition which has always been famous, and the other is the new archaeological discoveries in the border areas in the past two years.

　　Mu Yu felt that the general should be the latter, otherwise he would not have been forgotten by the world.

　　There are many exhibits, most of which are in tatters and have black marks that cannot be cleaned.

　　That was the blood of soldiers left nearly two thousand years ago.

　　When entering the main hall, there are two exhibits in numerous display cabinets, one is a bronze sword and the other is a yellow animal head jade pendant.

　　There happened to be a tour guide explaining something nearby, so Mu yu rubbed his ear:

　　"...A large number of Han Dynasty tombs have been unearthed in the border areas. Experts have found that although the structures of those tombs are simple, there are a large number of murals carved inside. Although they are broken, it is still possible to make out that they are scenes of battles between two armies...

　　The Central Plains and the Xiongnu have been fighting for a long time. In addition to the regular army of the court, there are also many volunteer armies organized by civilians... They are brave and good at fighting, and have been commended by the court many times. The one discovered this time is one of them...

　　According to the remaining bamboo slips, the person sleeping in the main tomb is a young general, surnamed Shi, and his full name is no longer known..."

　　Mu Yu subconsciously looked at the general, but found that he had already been in a trance.

　　The general stood in front of the bronze sword and jade pendant for a long time, then his right hand slowly penetrated the display case and grasped the hilt of the sword.

　　The bronze sword that had been sleeping for a thousand years suddenly made a humming sound, and there seemed to be green ripples spreading from the sword body, spreading outwards like water waves.

Not only Mu Yu, but several tourists nearby also noticed the abnormality and cried out in low voices.

　　"Wow, this special effect is awesome!"

　　A young man wearing glasses excitedly raised his mobile phone to take pictures.

　　As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly understood.

　　Right, this isn't a fantasy drama, so how could the sword move?

　　Hey, this operation of the Cannes Museum is great!

　　Mu Yu: "…"

　　The staff on the side: "..."

　　The staff member who came to his senses urgently contacted the leader, who hurried over with his eyes bigger than a cow.

　　Mu Yu looked at the general nervously, fearing that something might happen.

　　Help, this is a national treasure!

　　Fortunately, this anomaly did not last long.

When the general withdrew his hand, he was holding a bronze sword in his palm, exactly the same as the one in the display case.

　　Ghosts cannot use weapons from the mortal world, so he only brought the sword spirit with him.

　　The general raised the sword to his eyes, his eyes revealing reminiscence.

　　haven't seen you for a long time.

　　He remembered it all.

　　My name is, Wuzhi!

　　Mu Yu heard him recite something and repeated it subconsciously.

　　"Wuzhi...what do you mean?"

　　The master's lips curled up without a doubt and looked at him, "Mu Yu."

　　Mu Yu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and asked in surprise, "What's your name?"

　　"Mu Yu," he pointed at himself, then at the other person, "Shi Wuzhi, is that right?"

　　Shi Wuzhi nodded undoubtedly.

　　That's his name!

　　Mu Yu suddenly became happy.

　　He remembered the name!

　　Very nice!

But the pronunciation was a bit confusing and Mu Yu couldn't guess what the three words were.

　　Shi Wuzhi smiled without a doubt, and actually took out a pen and paper from his bosom and started writing.

　　Mu Yu: "…"

　　You still carry it with you!

　　Mu Yu copied the name and typed it into the font conversion software, "Shi Wuzhi, yes, this name is very poetic!"

　　Shi Wuzhi laughed.

　　Because of the commotion just now, many tourists rushed to see the bronze sword display case, leaving the jade pendant nearby unattended.

　　Mu Yu saw that Shi Wuzhi undoubtedly reached out to grab the jade pendant again, and the jade pendant actually moved!

　　Mu Yu: "…"

　　He wants to grab the jade pendant directly!

Mu Yu took a deep breath and tried desperately to pull his arm.

　　Hey hey hey? Did I really hug you?

　　This thought flashed through his mind and was immediately replaced by another serious matter.

　　"You can't take it!"

　　My goodness, if one of them is not kept under control, are they going to touch the national treasure?

　　This wave of operations is very cruel!

　　Wuzhi was puzzled:

　　Can't I take my things?

　　Mu Yu was stunned.

　　right.

　　Logically speaking…

　　Moreover, he originally wanted to find the place where Shi Wuzhi was buried, send him back properly, and even better, venerate him.

　　But today, we found that the ruins had been completely moved away by the archaeological department and taken to the Capital Museum, where it has become a special exhibition. There are endless tourists visiting every day.

　　Good news, I found your house.

　　The bad news is, your home is gone.

　　He was feeling depressed, but he felt his head getting heavier.

　　Looking up, I saw that Wuzhi retracting his hand.

　　Shi Wuzhi pointed at the jade pendant and then at Mu Yu.

　　Mu Yu was stunned, "You want to give it to me?"

　　Wuzhi nodded.

He had not wanted to snatch the offerings that day, and he had been offered offerings for many days, so he deserved something in return.

　　But these are the only things he can show off now.

　　Mu Yu almost lost his head.

　　Even if you can take it, I wouldn't dare to take it!

　　Wow, this is an antique from the Han Dynasty, and it was brought from a museum...

　　Mu Yu was about to talk to Shi Wuzhi, but saw the smile on his face disappear and he stood in front of him.

　　What's wrong?

　　Mu Yu tilted his head from his shoulder and saw a young man in white standing opposite him. He was smiling and looked very handsome.

　　Noticing Mu Yu's gaze, the man tilted his head and let his black hair fly away.

　　"Hello, little friend~"