In order not to be depressed, let’s change our taste and look at the city from a new perspective.

Strictly speaking, Shanghai is not a tourist city because there are no attractions. It is clearly at the entrance of the sea, but I can’t find a few good beaches. But there are so many people who come here to play here every year because there are so many ways to play here. There are many things that I can’t play in towns and small cities. I won’t mention the highest level. Just talking about china-joy every year, I don’t know how many dead houses I yearn for (for example, I…) I’ll rush through it all the way.

Therefore, if you go to Shanghai to play at the scenic spots, you can save money, but if you are having fun and having fun, it will be a good place. Qi Xi asked Qi Meng out again. This time, no one else who was disturbing the situation finally stopped being in a messy plot, and returned to the urban women's theater. The two of them were like ordinary female white-collar workers who had gotten off work, running around the streets and alleys of Shanghai, eating and drinking, and having fun.

The expression on his face also became much more relaxed. Looking at Qi Xi, he felt like he could finally breathe after a long and dullness.

When a woman goes shopping, the core content is nothing more than food and clothing. If she chooses another one, she will be a movie. The two buy big bags of snacks and go straight to the cinema. The two come to the screening table and quickly scan the film from top to bottom.

"This "Dear" seems to have a good review, and "Golden Age" seems to be OK. Hey, there is "The Heart of Flowers", Mengmeng, which one should we watch?" "I want to watch "Kuiba 3"."

"Cartoons? Haven't you always been literary? When did you start paying attention to cartoons?" "Hehe, I have to pay attention to cartoons from now on. To be precise, hero movies, anime, comics. I have to pay attention to all the two-dimensional and three-dimensional things that otaku pays attention to."

"Ah?" From a tall and fresh yoga teacher to a dead house. This change is really big, Qi Xi was very surprised: "Why?"

"Well..." Qi Meng smiled mysteriously: "I can't tell you for the time being. Anyway, let's go, let's watch "Kuiba 3" today!"

So, it was very rare that the two girls walked into the screening room, which was basically considered a dead house area. For Qi Xi, this movie that had never watched the first two movies was not very good, and it was completely unfavorable. For Qi Meng, she didn't seem very interested, but for some reason she had to look like someone who was not interested in exams had to do her homework.

"Mengmeng, you didn't have a boyfriend, right?" Qi Xi's main energy was still focused on the chat: "Did you find a dead otaku boyfriend, so you can add to your knowledge?"

"Damn your otakus? No! However, there are not many boys who are not otakus. Let's learn about it in advance. This is also a kind of knowledge. I'm going to be prepared for the future." Qi Meng was unwilling to talk about this topic, and she suddenly thought of something. She said happily: "Do you still remember the last time you watched a movie with Si Guaqi?"

"Why don't you remember?" Qi Xi couldn't help laughing. At the end of January 2013, "Cloud Map" was released. After dinner, the three of them started to go to the movies. The two girls went straight to the cinema and left Yang Qi to clean up the dishes in the apartment, fulfilling the duties of an affordable man. After changing group tickets, they found that it was still early, so they went shopping. While walking around, they were hungry, so the two who had just had dinner actually went to eat hot pot.

"I finally found that I forgot to bring the money. I called Si Guai Qi to save me. You don't know, when he heard me say 'Help', the reaction, the tone, puff! And, when he ran to the hot pot restaurant with the money, I can't forget that expression until now!" Qi Xi was so happy, Qi Meng also laughed exaggeratedly. That stupid thing was a classic work of this life, which completely confirmed the nickname of "Idiot" and "Idiot". I couldn't even pick it off.

"Well, I still remember that day, Si Guaqi was very happy and was very happy all the way." Qi Meng sighed, then looked at Qi Xi: "I just didn't expect that you didn't forget those things."

"Well..." Qi Xi's smile faded, with a little sigh: "Some things are not easy to forget."

Looking at Qi Xi's side face, Qi Meng wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it. She just sighed and continued watching the movie. The movie was over soon, and the two walked out of the theater and decided to go around. "By the way, it's said that there are comic exhibitions and cos performances these days, let's go and see!" "You've really completely sunk into the world of homes." "Let's go, let's go, it's no harm in learning more."

I think cosplay is not an unfamiliar word for most residents in the home world. There are so many cos photos online, but most of them are indispensable to two magic weapons, namely makeup girl and PS. Diao Chan, who is as beautiful as a fairy on the Internet, may not be as good as a software before processing it. But for the comic exhibition with real swords and guns, it is really clear whether the cosplay is good or not. The costume props are exquisite or not, and the plot performance is not in place. The most important thing is whether the basic material of cos is good.

Especially for some characters with very special appearance, they require a more superficial appearance. If they can have both form and spirit, they are real gods. This is a big world with a lot of knowledge, but they just skipped it here and only talk about the play situation of the two girls. This unofficial comic exhibition attracted a lot of popularity, but the venue is very large, so it doesn't seem crowded.

As the two walked along the way, Qi Xi felt that he was also eye-opening. Because it was not a pure commercial performance, the location of the co-sex door was very free, and tourists needed to start their own exploration and search and discover. Maybe if you take a few more steps into a dark corner, you will encounter an Assassin's Creed co-sex suddenly rushed out and scared you.

"Hey! Isn't this a 'big drum' brother? Why didn't there be cos? Didn't your nano combat suit take a lot of time to DIY?"

"Hey, don't mention it. I was originally a good fight suit for the island crisis. I didn't expect that there was an isolated island god cos "Iron Body" in Shanghai, so I couldn't come out and show my shame. Now, I can only fight for the rest of our group."

"The Man of Steel is really that magical?"

"Super god, absolutely god! I took a photo and saw if it was. It was just the same!"

The communication between the two otaku attracted Qi Xi's attention. Qi Meng glanced at Qi Xi: "What's wrong? Are you interested? If you are interested, go over and chat." After that, he pulled Qi Xi and walked over. A beautiful woman appeared, and the two otaku became excited immediately. Qi Xi hesitated for a moment and said, "Can you show me the photos of the god cos in the nano combat suit you just mentioned?"

"No problem, I'm a little bit!" The otaku immediately took out a pad and handed it to the two of them: "Look, that's it. By the way, I also made a comparison picture and looked at the back. This was made by a dead house abroad. This was made by myself, and this was made by steel. It was a world of difference!"

The two looked down and saw a street photography in the pad. A man in a black super sci-fi battle suit stood in the middle of the crowd, holding a gun in his hand. After comparing the two photos behind, the costume in the first photo definitely did not feel like "this is made of a sponge". The bundles of fibers like external muscles really contained strong tension and texture. Even the metal-like luster that shone in the sunlight was so real.

"It's like a real combat suit." The otaku nicknamed Dagu sighed admiringly: "Even that gun is not like a prop, as if it can really shoot bullets and kill people's lives at any time. I'm afraid I will never achieve such a god cosmos." Then, he looked around and whispered in a low voice: "Now, I guess that the 'body of steel' was directly crossed from the island crisis! Nowadays, maybe someone can really cross it!"

Qi Xi ignored him and looked at the photo carefully and was fascinated by it. The otaku saw that she was particularly interested, so he simply passed one of hers.

"By the way, Da Gu, I heard that your group had a big event today, claiming to be a 'extremely gorgeous' commercial performance. What cos do you want to do?" The otaku next to him shook his eyes and said that he was the supporting actor and the wingman.

The drum immediately understood it, nodded slightly and said with a smile: "You are really right. Our group has a big action this time, and we are going to take a 'pili'!" Seeing that the two girls didn't understand, they immediately introduced: "It's a popular drama in Taiwan, with super gorgeous costumes and super beautiful actors. By the way, there are also mysterious secret weapons, which are absolutely amazing! Come and have a look? Come on, come on, it's about to start, and there are many people there!"

After repeated invitations from the drum, the two walked towards the commercial performance stage. The place was crowded with people, and there were quite a few people waiting. It seemed that the Cos group was still very famous. But the two girls were not fans of the group. After waiting for more than ten minutes, they started to stroll around casually. After a few steps, they actually went to the backstage. In the empty corner on the back of the stage, Qi Meng noticed a person.

When Qi Meng saw the man, she was even a little scared because the man was extremely tall and his majestic body felt very oppressive even when he sat. He was obviously no less than two meters tall. However, his face was pale and dead, and he was quietly staying in the corner. He was wearing an old and damaged military coat, an old hat, and a white-faced steamed bun in his hand, which was chewing dryly. This quiet person was incompatible with the whole cheering and noisy comic exhibition. This military coat, old hat, and dry steamed buns were also incompatible with this prosperous and prosperous city.

This man suddenly choked, but seemed to have not brought any drinks. He could only raise his fist and hit his chest. Dong, Dong, it was like a suffocating drum, making people tremble slightly.

The two girls looked at each other and walked up at the same time. Qi Meng took out a bottle from her bag: "Brother, let's drink this."

"Huh?" The man turned around and looked over. He could see that this man was about forty years old. Perhaps it was more appropriate to call him an uncle. There was a red mark on his left face, which looked fierce and fierce, but it could be seen that he was wearing makeup. If we ignore these terrifying makeup, this man should be a calm person. There was a sense of tenacity in his eyes.

He looked at the two women, then nodded and spoke, with a thick and dry voice: "Okay, thank you girl." He took the water and unscrewed the lid and tilted his head and drank it. In a few seconds, he drank all the bottle of water.

"Brother, do you also want cosplay? What character do you cosplay?" It is really rare for a man who is almost forty to come to the comic exhibition.

"Do you think of this kind of performance? I don't know what role it is, I haven't played the game before, so I will play whatever they ask me to play."

"Hey? Brother, are you an actor?"

"I'm not an actor, I'm a soldier." When I said this, a strong sense of hardness suddenly erupted from the uncle. But then he shook his head and sighed. This sigh gave people a feeling of a hero's old age: "But he has been discharged from the army."

Qi Xi also became interested: "I don't think you are here to play, you are here..."

"Make money." The uncle's answer was simple and straightforward, not literary at all: "I took my daughter out to play the day before yesterday. When I was seen by the young girl here, I asked me to act on the show. He said he would give me one hundred for one performance, so I came." He threw it casually, and the empty bottle flew into the trash can five meters away, which was extremely accurate. "Although it's not too much, if you perform a few more, you can change the ticket price."

“Tickets?”

"My girl likes that 'Demon City Corpse King' that will be exhibited in a few days. Then I will take her to see it."

As he was speaking, the otaku rushed over quickly. When he saw the three of them here, he greeted the two women first, and then rushed to the uncle and said, "Brother Zhen, it's your turn! You are our secret weapon. With you, as long as you go on stage and take two steps, you will definitely shock all the audience!"

It turns out that this uncle is a secret weapon.

"Yes. OK." The uncle stood up as he stood up like a mountain rising from the ground. His height of more than two meters was slim to cover the sky and the sun. The large black shadow instantly covered the otaku's big drum. Amid the otaku's saliva, the uncle reached out and pulled off his old hat, and took off his military coat. Under the hat was a fierce bald head, and under the coat was exposed, a pale body as pale as a dead person and as majestic as a mountain.

Such a body can hold anyone's breath.

"Zhen Zhen, Brother Zhen! I'm almost shocked by you!" The otaku almost threw himself in saliva, then frowned, and guided him a little bit: "But Brother Zhen, your expression is not right, you are too calm. Be more fierce, more murderous, and more angry! Brother Zhen, do you have anything to hate? Think about those things!"

"Hate?" The strong man lowered his head and smiled. He could hear countless bitterness in this smile. Then when he raised his head again, two balls of flames were burning in his eyes. A strong anger erupted, as if it was about to burn people's hearts. He casually glanced at the otaku, his tight mouth opened, his voice hoarse and heavy, like thunder in the distance: "Is it enough?"

"Uh uh uh ah ah..." The otaku widened his eyes, making a meaningless sound like a broken alarm clock, and he was already stiff and speechless. This look was so shocking.

"Two, thank you for today's water." The uncle greeted the two girls, then took a breath and walked with great strides. The majestic body was moving forward, and even made a dull sound when stepping on the ground. The three of them stared blankly at him and walked onto the stage, and then they screamed in a row.

Some are called "God of War!" and some are called "Justice Kui!".

Some are called "Zhi Zong Die Zhi!", and some are called "Yi Ye Kui Slaughter God!".

Finally it turned into rhythmic continuous roars, and I never heard of the flash of the photo taken.

The people on the other side of the stage are already crazy.

"Both form and spirit!" The otaku suddenly came to his senses and ran away shouting: "This is the most amazing Kui Ye cosplayed in this century! Leader, please remember to add an egg to his lunch box!!"

The two girls stayed in place, and in this corner where they were lonely again, Qi Meng suddenly said something irrelevant: "Xixi, I still can't help but want to ask one thing: What's going on with your so-called marriage this time?" She looked back at Qi Xi with a serious and serious expression: "There is no relatives who accompany you, no colleagues who congratulate you, and there is even no news - the bride is about to get married, but she has never seen her wedding dress? Xixi, this is not marriage, and marriage should not be like this, tell me what's going on."

This time, Qi Xi stopped laughing. She dodged her eyes for a moment, and then glared back strongly: "What's going on with Yang Qi? Why did he come here? You know all the cause and effect, why did you still find Yang Qi?"

"Shouldn't he come?" Qi Meng was aroused by this, and immediately widened her eyes and raised her eyebrows: "Xixi, you and I know what kind of person Si Guaqi is. This person is stubborn and nostalgic. The most important thing is that he is still very innocent about feelings, super pure! You are his first love!"

In his first love, Qi Xi turned his face and then glared back: "So, are you helping him?"

"I won't help anyone! If I don't tell him, if I don't let him come, he may never get out of that hurdle. Then again, what about you? Can you just go out easily?" Qi Meng grabbed Qi Xi's shoulder and said solemnly: "Come on, tell me, what's going on with the so-called 'marriage' that is not right?"

"This... I can't tell you." Qi Xi hesitated for a while and finally sighed, and his expression and voice turned cold: "You two... live together now... and let me tell Yang Qi that you should not call me 'Dai Zixi' again in the future. The so-called 'Dai Zixi' is a mistake, she has disappeared. Okay, let's play here today. I'm tired. Let's leave first." After that, Qi Xi walked away.

"Xixi, I will remind you one more thing!" Qi Meng stood there and looked at Qi Xi's back with anger flashing in her eyes. She suddenly raised her voice and said, "Don't forget, the 'like' that was the first sentence you said!"

You said first!

Let me talk about it first!

Said...

The echoes fluctuated back and forth in the venue, and Qi Xi, who was walking, trembled, and then accelerated his pace and walked away.

Qi Meng stayed there and pinched her waist angrily, and a flame in her heart didn't know where to go. Finally, she slapped her thighs with hatred: "Why do I want to stand up for that fool? I shouldn't have known him at the beginning!"

Her eyes unconsciously landed on the road outside, and there was a large poster on an advertisement. It was written on it: Iron Tomb Tongling, Yin Coffin and Golden Coffin, Silk Ancient Road, Mysterious Identity, Thousand-year-old Corpse King with Jade All Over - On October 15, I will meet you with you in the Demon City.

"The Corpse King of the Demon City?"

At the same time, when the sun was shining outside, a white-haired old man was nervously looking up various materials in a research institute. It was the old professor who went to Dunhuang to witness the opening of the ancient coffin of the jade bag corpse. Now, he was under the desk lamp, focusing on studying something. In just two months, the old professor looked even more haggard.

"Professor He, aren't you resting yet? Let's have a cup of coffee." A female assistant walked over to the table with a cup of coffee: "Are you still studying the jade bag corpse? Is there any result?"

Professor He put down the book in his hand, picked up the coffee and took a sip: "I have a little bit of an eyebrow."

"Oh?! Have you overcome the problem of mysterious ancient characters?" The mysterious characters engraved on the back of the ancient coffin lid have become a major topic in the archaeological world. Now countless scholars are studying day and night, but there are no results for the time being. Even the name of the tomb owner and the one in the middle of the three characters, no one figured it out. So, it is not a question of the female assistant being excited. She immediately looked at the book that the old professor put down. This was not a big book, but a miscellaneous treatise: "The Mysterious Movie of the Kushan Dynasty".

"Kurshan Dynasty?" The female assistant had a picture of this ancient dynasty in her mind: the ancient Central Asian country is adjacent to the Western Regions of China. "Is it related to the Kushan Dynasty?"

"Yes, it's not considered conquering, I just nodded." Professor He rubbed his temples and explained slowly: "In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the Kushan Empire rose and participated in Asia-Europe trade as an important part of the Silk Road. In this era, merchants from both countries traveled through the Silk Road and maintained trade for a long time. Just as people in the army formed a unique 'military dialect', for the convenience of communication, a 'secondary language' was formed on the Silk Road forever. This language was only briefly circulated in that area, and historical materials were basically a flash of words. But the cover of this jade corpse coffin was exactly this kind of text."

"You, have you really deciphered the identity of Yu Baozi?" The assistant was so excited that he couldn't help himself: "He, he, who is he!"

"I don't know." Professor He shook his head: "That language is too rare and there is no record. I can only slowly restore it in the ancient Kushan Dynasty and ancient Chinese. Now, the progress is not very good, and I need the assistance of experts in ancient characters. I have submitted an application, and I don't know when I can give a reply."

"Oh..." The assistant lowered his head in disappointment.

"But I already know what this word is." Professor He pointed to the name mark that everyone was most concerned about: "Although it may not be completely correct, it can guarantee 90% of the accuracy."

The assistant immediately became excited as if he had chicken blood injected: "Is that true! Tell me, professor, who is buried in this tomb? What does this word mean?"

"This word is..." Speaking of this, Professor He's expression was slightly obscure and his tone became a little deeper: "It's the word 'death'." He paused a little and said slowly in a calm tone: "The three words left in the lid of the jade corpse are 'black, dead, emperor'."

Black, dead, emperor.

As the three words were expressed, the female assistant suddenly felt a strange feeling. It was obviously indoors, but it seemed like a cold wind blew across her body. For some reason, when the Black Death Emperor heard this name and remembered the face of the jade corpse, the female assistant suddenly felt a chill. As an archaeologist, this is a very rare situation.

So the female assistant bid farewell to Professor He and decided to bask in the sun to find some yang energy.

After she left, in this quiet empty room, Professor He used tweezers to take out the broken jade piece. He carefully observed the fragment again. There seemed to be something obscure in the jade-colored luster.

"What is this... The Black Death Emperor, who is it..." The last hint of ease on Professor He's face also faded, and the rest were all serious worries: "'The Corpse King of the Demon City'? What are you thinking about above? Why do you have to hold an exhibition here? There are more than 10 million people in Shanghai here! If something happens... it doesn't work, protective measures must be added and special glass must be used for isolation."

When Professor He was anxious, a jade man was lying quietly in the large glass cabinet in the uninhabited cultural relics warehouse.

Suddenly, with a light crack, the jade man's forehead collapsed and a thin crack broke open again. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better and faster!

ps: I suddenly missed Chengdu Comic Exhibition, so many cute girls, saliva~~ This chapter is actually a quick main line. I really can't stand the drag and can't bear it anymore and have to go!go!go!go!go!go!
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