Museum of Demons

Weimingzong·Tibet.

Wei Yuan yawned and turned over the Taoist scriptures in his hand. It described some clear rules and precepts. Generally speaking, the people of Taoism, especially the authentic gates of Zhengyi and Quanzhen Sect, can go down the mountain and kill demons and demons. , But shouldn’t participate in things like the China race.

Let alone the luck of the Chinese dynasty.

The luck of the Shenzhou Dynasty was the only support of the emperor's fief.

Most Taoist monks only hope to escape the human world. This kind of incense and gas luck must be avoided. On the one hand, the land only conflicts with the system of scriptures. On the other hand, the land only changes with the rise and fall of the human dynasty. This edict is removed. Authority is also a duty, weighing on the body, since then, it can no longer get away, and it will involve all the disciples of the sect.

This is still prosperous luck.

And if the heroes join together to compete in the Central Plains and fight with each other, it is really the heaven and the earth as the furnace, and the yin and yang as the charcoal. After falling in, they often have to bear huge causes and effects, and it does not help their own Taoism. Why bother to enter?

In short, the Taoist elders warned the younger generations that the young Taoist priests should go down the mountain and kill the demons. It is okay; if you want to be a chivalry and righteousness, you can, but you must not be contaminated with the dragon veins and dragon energy of China.

After Wei Yuan finished reading the basic Taoism, he returned to the original position, stretched lazily, and planned to take a good night's sleep after washing.

I was soaking my feet when my phone flashed suddenly.

A new message has been received.

Wei Yuan looked at the group nonchalantly, his face stiffened little by little.

The news comes from Wuzhiqi——

"Youth mode, what do you mean?"

Ok? ? !

Damn it? ! !

Wei Yuan was sluggish for a moment, almost kicking the footbath away.

He remembered it correctly. The anti-addiction mode lasts for six full hours. You have no support for Qi Tangtang, an ancient water god, and you have directly used the entertainment software for six hours, causing the anti-addiction mode to be turned on? You are too fast to follow the customs, right? !

With a ding-dong, the phone screen lights up.

Zhang Ruosu, whose profile picture is the black cat in the snow, replied: "Youth mode?"

"this is very simple……"

? ? ? !

The corner of Wei Yuan's eyes twitched, his fingers throbbed on the phone like lightning, he switched directly to Zhang Ruosu's chat bar, and then pressed frantically.

In the Tianshi's mansion, Zhang Ruosu put down the tea, ready to explain what the youth model means.

Don't look at him getting older, now he still understands those juniors.

After typing a line, before sending it out, the phone began to vibrate violently, and messages popped up one by one. Zhang Ruoxu was surprised to see the series of emoticons sent by Wei Yuan, which was a hamster who crossed his hands and shouted NO. The expression was stunned at first.

Then I looked at the youth model in the chat group.

Zhang Ruosu thoughtfully.

Zhang Ruosu pondered.

Zhang Ruosu’s forehead twitched, and he suddenly understood the situation. He opened his mouth and looked at Wei Yuan’s avatar. Could it be that the account is Wei Daoyou’s so-called “friend”, and he is now learning about the outside world through his mobile phone, and Wei Yuan, for the sake of safety, Is that'friend' in the youth mode?

Zhang Ruosu immediately thought of the **** of Huai Shui who had flooded with water before.

Cold sweat on his forehead burst out instantly.

He deleted all those words at once, and didn't know how to explain it. He was a little impatient over there, and said: "What the **** do you mean?! You can only open this software after shutting down and restarting, and everything else can't be moved."

Wei Yuan couldn't stand it and wanted to explain: "This means..."

Wuzhiqi: "You, shut up."

"you said."

His second sentence was clearly aimed at Zhang Ruosu.

Zhang Ruosu wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied with difficulty:

"This, this teenage model..."

"The so-called "green" refers to green grass, yes, green grass, plants with vigorous vitality and vigor, juvenile, as the name suggests, refers to being young, vigorous, and able to keep up with the times. Well, this young man refers to the Tao. Friends, young and energetic, this is a stage where you can continue to grow and improve your cultivation level."

"The youth model is a model and service that is specially prepared for such people, and only they can enjoy it. This is a model and service that is specially tailored for daoists. It is a high-end service, ha, haha, only in this way can we be worthy of the status of a daoist."

Wei Yuan let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Unsupported Qi suspicious: "Really?"

Wei Yuan quickly calmed down: "Of course, of course, this is a natural thing."

"Only this teenage model is worthy of you."

Wuzhiqi seemed a little disbelieved.

Wei Yuan and Zhang Ruosu calmed him down until he slowly believed.

Zhang Ruosu wiped the cold sweat, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He only sighed in his heart for what it was. He drank a sip of tea to moisturize his throat, then the phone trembled slightly, and a new message appeared faintly.

"Then, what do you mean by parents?"

"To turn on the teen mode lock, parental action is required."

? ? !

puff!

Zhang Ruosu was choked by the tea, and a cup of fragrant tea was sprayed out.

"Cough cough cough!"

There was a violent cough.

The celestial master wanted to smash the cup into the air in an instant and clasp it on the forehead of the museum owner.

Did you make a mistake?

Playing so big? !

He is an old man with a weak heart.

The phone buzzed frantically, and the news from Wei Yuan quickly swiped the screen. Wei Yuan also had a headache. He was to prevent Wu Zhiqi from seeing something that shouldn’t be seen. He was furious and implicated the innocent, but now he won’t involve the innocent. It was himself who was implicated.

Zhang Ruosu explained the two words "parents" with difficulty, "Ahem, parents, this house, as the name suggests, is the place to live, daily life, firewood, rice, oil and salt. This long word means the distance between the parents, the parents, and the people who are related to you. Your furthest one."

Unsupported Qi suspicious:

"So what did you mean?"

Zhang Ruosu wiped his sweat: "That's it."

Unsupported Qi: "Then why does my model have to be activated by which parent? You are not saying that this youth model is very special and rare? Is it still controlled by others?"

Zhang Ruosu: "..."

Taoist I don't want to play anymore.

Just as Wei Yuan and Zhang Ruosu were suffering from head pain, another person in the group appeared, and the female Jiao account sent a message:

"Ah, I know why."

Zhang Ruosu was slightly startled, and immediately subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

Wei Yuan suddenly felt bad.

Wuzhiqi frowned to look at it, and the screens of the three mobile phones lighted up slightly with different beeps.

After the emoticon pack of harmless smiles, a line of words emerged.

"Because he wants to be your father!"

Wuzhiqi: "..."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Zhang Ruosu: "..."

Because he wants to be your father.

I want to be your father.

Be your dad...

This line of words kept zooming in and zooming in Zhang Ruosu's eyes, and eventually it seemed to get into his head.

The old master was dumbfounded. He sighed. He felt that the young man was on the road. An old Taoist priest couldn’t keep up with the rhythm. He raised his neck and took a sip of tea, and then silently put the phone in the hot teapot next to him. He sank with the phone gurgling, and closed the lid easily.

I was sighed and at a loss, thinking of the sentence I saw when I went to the online community of those young people before.

Worry, destroy it.

The black cat in the group chat avatar directly dimmed in the snow.

In Qingqiu Junior High School, Miko Jiao couldn't help but smile.

Alone for thousands of years, it is rare that there are still two people who know each other...

Looking at the line of words, Wei Yuan lost the ability to think for a few breaths. He actually felt that after the past four to five thousand years, the Miko had become much gentler and quieter. He made two actions in an instant. Turn on the unsupported mobile phone to block, and turn off the second directly.

Lower your head and buckle out a few stones from the corner of the wall, build the stones, and open the altar.

Tonight, sleep without dreams.

The second avatar changed to gray.

After a long time, Wu Zhiqi sent out a new message——

"What does this sentence mean?"

Miko Jiao couldn't help laughing and sent a message to Wuzhiqi:

"Your phone should work."

Under the Huai River, Wu Zhiqi turned on the phone again and found that it could be used normally. He didn't care about the words. He was just excited, waiting for the Great Sage Qitian to break the Five Elements Mountain, kill the West Tianling Mountain, and lift it. Lingshan Wonderland, but slowly, I found that the plot did not go as I thought.

How happy it was originally, how suffocated it will be in the future.

Wu Zhiqi felt so angry that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Turning to the end, I saw the monkey wearing a robe, respectfully saluting the enemy.

The unbridled Qi roared with anger, the chains of the gods stirred, shook the Huai River system, and made waves on the flat bottom.

He really looked in, only feeling aggrieved and panicked in his heart.

How proud was it to make a noise in the Temple of Heaven back then? ! After being suppressed for five hundred years, why did he respectfully lose his heart? ! In the end, he was subdued by what Xitian Buddha? !

To Wuzhiqi, who stopped directly in front of King Yu, this made the previous riot in the Heavenly Palace, rebellious like a joke.

Wu Zhiqi directly searched for the Great Sage Qitian on this video website. He was so angry that he had to find the great demon Sun Wukong who, for some reason, had no original arrogance. After he planned to leave the customs, he would fight with the Great Sage Qitian first. Frame, beat the monkey, and then go to trouble with Uncle He.

He actually found it and swept towards that line of text angrily.

"The Monkey King, Monkey King~www.NovelMTL.com~ one of the prototypes."

"Mr. Huai Guo Shui has no support."

Wuzhiqi: "..."

……………………

On the second day, Wei Yuan awakened from the sound of morning chanting, which was unique to Daomen.

He stretched lazily, but he was a little curious, but Wu Qi never tried to dream. After washing, he walked out of hiding. He was shocked and relaxed and happy. Since he was looking at the distant scenery from a high place, he suddenly saw a few The famous Taoist is walking up to the gate of Weimingzong with a box.

Wei Yuan was slightly startled, and immediately realized.

The thing used to lure the Taiping Dao has arrived.

PS: The second update today, three thousand words...

It's half past twelve, okay...

Thanks for the reward of the killer monk, thank you~