After becoming a real daughter, the copy of the evil god followed him

Chapter 213 Why did he suddenly go crazy?

The little boy cried heart-wrenchingly, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, his mother hurriedly hugged him, but this did not stop the little boy from crying. He suddenly turned his head and pointed at the display case behind him and shouted: "It's looking at me!"

"It's looking at me!"

The little boy cried and shouted loudly. He didn't even dare to turn around. Instead, he threw himself into his mother's arms and continued crying.

"Don't cry, dear. It's just a cultural relic. It's not alive and won't stare at you." The mother tried to comfort the child without even noticing which item in the display case the little boy was pointing at.

Because the crying sounded so sudden, all the tourists around turned their attention to her.

The boy's father felt a little embarrassed by being looked at, so he put down his phone and walked over.

"Okay, stop crying. Let's go to the next exhibition hall. Let's go." The man said as he picked up the boy, and the family of three quickly walked towards the next exhibition area.

But the little boy's crying still came intermittently from the distance.

There were some noisy discussions around, but they soon died down. After all, this was just a trivial episode for the tourists.

Lu Yao stood in the crowd, and she looked in the direction the boy had just pointed.

In that direction is a huge glass display case, which displays a row of different ceramic artifacts.

Lu Yao was not very familiar with the history of this place. When she walked over, she found that it was a row of clay dolls.

Each doll is only about ten centimeters tall. They have different shapes, but their expressions are extremely vivid. They look like... alive.

Lu Yao stared at one of them for a while, and suddenly felt that the terracotta figurine seemed to turn its eyes and look at him.

In an instant, a chill came over him, and Lu Yao felt his body stiffen in an instant.

The terracotta warriors here are alive.

The chill disappeared in an instant.

When Lu Yao came to her senses and looked over again, the terracotta figurine no longer had the feeling of being staring at her as before.

Someone behind Lu Yao gently pushed her.

There are too many tourists in the museum, and it is obviously not suitable for them to stay in the same area for a long time.

Lu Yao continued to move forward with the crowd and soon left the cultural relics exhibition area.

The next exhibition hall is the history exhibition area, which displays the history, civilization and development trajectory of Jiangcheng over the past thousand years.

Lu Yao once met the family of three in the exhibition area.

The boy has stopped crying and is now holding his parents' hands and following other tourists on the tour.

Lu Yao opened the museum tour brochure in her hand and got a general understanding of the structure of the historical exhibition area. Soon she followed the crowd to the next exhibition area.

Two hours later, Lu Yao appeared in the rest area of ​​the museum.

After walking around for so long, many people are already tired.

They flocked into the rest area to rest and shop. The cultural and creative product area was right next to the rest and food area. Lu Yao saw many young people flocking there, and when they came out, they all had some souvenirs they had bought in their hands.

Lu Yao sat in the food area to rest. She ordered some food and planned to eat before entering the dungeon.

After all, based on previous experiences, she was very likely to have no food to eat in the copy world.

Coincidentally, Lu Yao saw the third floor store again in the food area.

At this time, the woman was holding the boy, and the man was walking in front. He was holding his mobile phone and looking around, as if he was taking pictures of something.

There was no rule against filming in the rest area, so the man's behavior didn't seem to be a big deal.

When Lu Yao received the reminder to pick up the food, he just glanced at it quickly and got up to pick it up.

When Lu Yao came back with the food, he saw the woman holding the little boy suddenly squatting on the ground.
She looked at the little boy she had thrown to the ground with horror, and stepped back subconsciously. Perhaps hearing the noise over there, many people stopped what they were doing and looked over there.

The woman let out a sharp roar and pointed at the child in front of her. "Who are you? You are not my child. Give my child back to me!"

The boy who was thrown to the ground by her twitched all over, as if he was thrown hard, and did not move for a long time.

The man next to him heard the noise and rushed over.

"What's wrong? What happened?" He looked at the child on the ground, then looked at his wife beside him, his eyes widened.

He had only been away for a while, how could it turn out like this?
The museum's management arrived quickly, and they, along with the security guards, took the situation under control and quickly called an ambulance for the boy.

The woman was helped up from the ground, but she just kept pointing at the boy and saying that he was not her child but a monster.

For a moment, everyone looked at the boy on the ground.

The boy's father walked over and grabbed the woman's shoulders, "What are you talking about? That's our child. There's no monster. What are you talking about?"

Lu Yao stood up and walked towards the other side. She felt that what the woman said might not be crazy, and that the child might really have a problem.

The staff tried their best to disperse the crowd and reduce the number of onlookers. When Lu Yao walked over, he could only glance at the little boy on the ground from a distance.

However, Lu Yao realized something was wrong at first glance.

The boy on the ground was stiff, but his face did not show much pain.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and he even seemed to be smiling in a certain direction.

Thanks to the Smile Care Center, Lu Yao now has some trauma about that fake smile. It's not fear but the desire to beat people up.

Fortunately, this emotion was completely under Lu Yao's control, so he would not rush up to someone who smiled like that.

The ambulance arrived quickly, they lifted the little boy onto a stretcher and hurried away.

The boy's parents followed along, but the boy's mother was reluctant and insisted on staying, saying her child should still be somewhere in the museum and she wanted to find him.

"I won't go, I won't go. He must still be waiting for me to find him. He will be scared in such a big place." The woman cried and did not intend to leave with the man.

The man seemed to have finally lost his patience. He grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her out.

"Stop being crazy, Xiaozhi is injured because of you. We have to go to the hospital to accompany him now!" After saying this, the man directly pulled the woman away by force.

Someone was whispering around Lu Yao.

"How pitiful! How could he suddenly go crazy?"

"That's right, but the most pitiful one is the child. I don't know how badly he's injured."

'I just saw him get thrown to the ground and he seemed to have hit his head.'

"The child didn't even cry out. Maybe he has fainted."

"..."

Lu Yao listened to those voices and slowly stepped back.

She had no reason to meddle in other people's business, but it was obvious that there was something wrong with the child, but she didn't know what exactly was wrong.

Lu Yao returned to the dining table, propped his chin with one hand, and fell into deep thought.

Just as Lu Yao was eating, she vaguely caught a glimpse of a figure swaying not far from her.

But when Lu Yao raised his head and looked over there, he found nothing.

“Is it a hallucination?” Lu Yao picked up the last piece of food on the plate and ate it.

"That seems unlikely."

After resting, Lu Yao went to the last exhibition area of ​​Jiangcheng Museum, the folk culture exhibition area.