Museum of Demons

The Taiping Taoist sat down blankly, and then remembered to salute, but Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed it down.

"Sit down first, it doesn't need to be like this."

Wei Yuan just smiled and said something to sit down, and the soul really sat down.

The look on his face was in a trance.

Wei Yuan sighed secretly.

After a person dies, the true spirit wears out.

In the first seven days, in fact, only the last bit of obsession is left, and this obsession will drive the soul to the place where he is most obsessed before finally dissipating.

Usually it will return to the body, or in other words, it will find itself.

The soul looked at it, looked at himself, and realized that he was dead, so he suddenly laughed, or cried and sorrowed, returning to heaven and earth.

Or maybe they would go back to their parents' blood relatives, watch them crying for themselves, watched all night, finally let go of a trace of attachment, sighed, turned his head, walked out of the house without looking back, and slowly dissipated.

But like the Taiping Taoist, he didn’t go to the body or his relatives after death. Instead, he found Wei Yuan, but he didn’t quite understand it. It could only be attributed to a special situation. Wei Yuan had it during the day. I vaguely felt that something was staring at me, so I didn't go to bed after the early morning.

Moved the soul-raising wood to the middle of the museum, waiting for the guests to come.

Unexpectedly, it was the lonely soul of peace.

…………………

Wei Yuan didn't ask, but just sat calmly.

Perhaps because the night is getting darker and darker and the yin is rising, or perhaps because of the effect of the soul-raising tree, the expressions on the Taipingdao people’s faces gradually become sober, no longer in a daze, and finally at three o'clock in the morning, the yin When he was most angry, his eyes finally regained a sense of wisdom.

I looked at the left and right blankly, looking at Wei Yuan, a hint of hopeful joy appeared in his eyes, and he stood up and said:

"Second Heavenly Master..."

Wei Yuan stopped his salute, let the water ghost bring the bowl of rice, put it on the table, and said:

"Today is your first seven."

"There is no need to be so formal."

He paused, and suddenly felt that this statement was a bit weird.

The tone remained unchanged, and he asked again: "You came to me, is there anything you want to say?"

As long as you don't say anything, the disciple feels that the disciple can still be rescued.

Wei Yuan said to himself like a joke, but felt that his mood was still quite heavy. The Taiping Taoist was holding the bowl, but did not move his chopsticks to eat, and said: "The disciple just wants to tell the treacherous tricks and skills. Heavenly master, he is willing to lose the celestial master to rectify the Fa, and to rectify the style of the Taiping Ministry."

He is just a soul at the moment.

Ordinary people can lie, even if they don't change their face, they can even pretend.

If the true spirit is vague, there will be external manifestations.

This is not the purpose of his coming.

I want to come and have other plans.

Wei Yuan looked at the Taiping Taoist and withdrew his gaze. He didn't break his eyes, but just smiled and nodded:

"Very good."

………………

The water ghost went and fetched a stack of paper.

Record what this man said.

"No one knows the name of that man. It's just that he has inherited the Taiping Buddhism, so he claims to be Taiping Tiangong, and sometimes he is said to be the Tiangong general of this era. After he became famous, it is circulated that he is the contemporary Taiping. Taoist."

"He is very cunning, and he is good at the Yellow Turban Warrior Curse, the Taoist Golden Light Curse, and there are also escape techniques. It is the number of the Miao borders. The two types of military solution and Gu worm escape are designed. The spells are best at exorcising souls, ** etc. The methods, thunder method, wind method, and fire method are all slightly mastered, but I am afraid I am not very proficient, but only to the extent that they can be used."

"But if you can hold the key to peace, even if you are not good at it, you can be promoted to a very powerful level."

"The magic weapon he used, a soul-calling bell was obtained after killing a sect in Xiangxi, and a magic sword... Later, he made a few famous names in China, and once annoyed the celestial master, old man. The celestial master seemed to have not succeeded to the celestial master at that time, and seemed to be going down the mountain. The traitor heard the wind and was afraid, so he escaped from China overnight and went to Sakurajima."

"It wasn't until the old celestial master inherited the celestial master that he couldn't easily descend the mountain, and several years passed before he dared to come back again."

"During that time, we followed him in Sakurajima."

The spirit of the Taiping Taoist, taking advantage of his true spirit is still sober, tells everything he knows, including the general experience of the Taiping Taoist, and what he knows, the spell that the latter is good at, the water ghost The pen flew like flying, and in the end it was impossible to directly manipulate the water flow into words on the paper.

It took more than an hour before I could finish talking.

Wei Yuan looked at the deadly Taipingdao monk peacefully, and said in a calm tone, "Is there anything else I want to say?"

"Then, then..."

The spirit of this true spirit was worn out and only obsessed, and the tone of the soul was stagnant, and suddenly bowed to the ground, kowtow for a long time, and choked:

"The disciple asks the next heavenly master to show mercy."

"For the sake of the disciple's atonement, let people... let them take care of my mother."

"After the disciple left, she was left alone. I can't worry about it, I can't worry about it..."

This man couldn't make a sentence, and he repeatedly bowed his head, his eyes were already red.

Wei Yuan was silent.

This man wandered in the world for seven days, and finally his obsession drove him to come here, not to see his mother, in order to find a support for the lonely old mother in his later years.

He raised his hand to support the soul and said, "Stand up and say."

………………

"Aren't you, do you still have a wife?"

When the Taoist barely stabilized his emotions, Wei Yuan suggested that he write some letterheads.

When the Taoist was holding the pen, it suddenly occurred to him that when he wanted to save this Taoist, in the illusion of the latter, there were wives and children. The Taoist's movements paused and said:

"It's just an illusion. Disciple, disciple, who has been away from home for thirty years, did not dare to go home. I was afraid that the traitor would be cruel and cruel to my family secretly. As a result, in the illusion, he ran home desperately. No matter what, I just want to go home and see my mother."

"Thirty years away from home?"

"Ok."

"I was taken away when I was a child. At that time, I was nine years old. My mother said there was no oil at home and asked me to get a pot of oil. I still remember that the pear tree at home was just planted. My mother said again. After a year, you will see pear blossoms and produce a few small pears in autumn, so you don’t have to go out and buy them."

"When I went out to beat oil, I saw that there was a pear blossom on the pear tree. It was very small, but it was really open." The Taoist emphasized, "I thought, when I came back from the oil, I told my mother. It will bloom this year. Will there be pears to eat this year?"

"I can still remember clearly now."

His voice paused for a long time, and said: "Then I met that person."

"I followed him in a daze."

"After several years, I couldn't remember my mother, but I often saw that pear blossom in my dreams. Sometimes I woke up and the pillow was wet. Later, I couldn't even dream of this until 3rd. The ten-year-old cultivation base was stabilized, and then I remembered it again, but I was afraid, I only dared to take a long look at my house when I was passing by, and I didn’t even dare to change my expression."

"I have seen many pear blossoms and eaten many pears, but no flower can compare to that one."

"Xiatian Master, if you have the opportunity, you can go and see it. The pear blossoms must be beautiful."

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, and said, "Then, your wife."

The Taoist was stunned, smiled, and just said:

"It's the girl I liked when I was young, the neighbor's daughter."

"I moved out a long time ago. I'm probably married now, and my kids are going to high school."

The tone seemed to be an understatement, but his eyes were slightly red.

In the end he wrote one letter after another. He stopped writing until the dawn was fading and the yin was about to dissipate. Generally speaking, the true spirit of the soul dissipated after seven days of death. After the tribulation of heaven and earth, they will turn into ghosts, but the three in the Weiyuan Museum are neither ghosts nor long-lived, which is too rare.

Wei Yuan put away the letter and said, "Let's go see your mother again."

The man was startled.

Wei Yuan took out the black umbrella that had been in the dust for a long time. This was something he had used when he first came into contact with Crouching Tiger. He opened the umbrella, flicked it, and took the soul of the man into it. At this moment , The yin qi has never completely dissipated, and the yang qi has not really radiated over the earth, it is about to cut the yin and yang into the dawn.

Wei Yuan pushed open the door of the museum and stepped out.

Following the guidance of the soul in the umbrella, Wei Yuan controlled the flow wind. At this time, there were not many people on the road. He didn't need to cover the ground. Soon, when the sky lit up slightly, Wei Yuan arrived in a small town. in.

Urban construction is changing with each passing day.

The Taoist's mother has not moved here for thirty years.

There are only some old streets left here, old people, lifeless, the pear tree in the yard is still there, it has grown tall and thick, but now it is autumn, the pears are naturally gone, and the pears are gone. The Taoist soul stood in front of the window, through the curtains, saw his mother.

The eyes are already red.

It's just that the soul has no tears, so he can't cry.

After a long time, he took a deep look at his mother and stepped back.

Wei Yuan said: "Don't look at it anymore?"

The Taoist grinned, and said: "I don't look at it, I will look again, I am afraid I am reluctant to leave."

"Then it has become obsession. Obsessiveness does not die because it is a ghost."

He wiped his eyes and said:

"The disciple is led by the Taiping Ministry. In any case, I don't want to become a harmful ghost."

"Is it……"

Finally the man knelt down, knocked his head three times towards the old house, and turned to leave.

With a hand on his shoulder, the Taoist turned his head in amazement and said: "The next heavenly master..."

Wei Yuan said, "What do you call me?"

The Taoist was stunned and said: "The next heavenly master?"

Wei Yuan looked into the distance and said solemnly:

"Since it is called a celestial master, then I can't just sit idly by..."

The voice paused, and he laughed at himself and shook his head: "No matter, this is just an excuse."

"Always help when you encounter it."

He patted that person's shoulder easily, slapped the person, stumbled forward, and Wei Yuan turned the black umbrella lightly in his hand and said:

"Let's go."

He penetrated into a divine power, but did not cast a spell. He just took advantage of the trend. The law was born from the heart. He watched the man stumble and walk forward, standing at the door, just in a trance, he saw that man collapsed into light and dust. The light dust flew upwards and poured into the pear tree.

"The true spirit lives in the tree, avoiding the rules of heaven and earth?"

"It's also a way."

Wei Yuan shook his head, retracted the umbrella, and turned to leave.

Next to the water ghost and Qi's army soul are left and right.

The water ghost smashed his tongue and said, "It's a pity, I thought he could see his old mother."

"It turned out to be a tree, which is no different from being scattered in the world."

Jun Hun retorted: "How can this be like you said?"

The water ghost tutted, spread his hands, and said:

"He is now taking advantage of the loophole and avoiding the dissipated end, but when he comes out spiritually, 100% will disperse, so he can only be a tree, and he can't talk or take care of it. His mother, what is the difference between dissipated?"

The Qi's army shook his head and said, "The difference is big."

He said sternly: "When there are pear trees full of trees in the spring, I send incense in my dreams. This is not to be accompanied in front of my parents; summer is hot, to shade my mother, is not it to be filial? Free time in autumn, full of fallen leaves The ground, the foot on it, the sound is soft and crisp, and it is cold in winter, so I will make a decoration, and it is also very good to be wrapped in silver."

"He can stay with his mother for the rest of the year, even if he is speechless, isn't this more filial than most people in the world?"

The water ghost was silent for a while, and said, "That's also true."

"But, after all, they can't see each other again, right?"

Wei Yuan said: "I can see you again."

The two ghosts were stunned. Wei Yuan's black umbrella tapped the ground without turning his head. He whispered softly: "These years, we have a letter written by him here. It will be sent every few months, or the flowers will bloom in spring, or the snow will fall in winter, wait until When his mother's life is approaching, he should come out of the tree..."

"I will see my mother for the last time."

"Let my mother see him again."

"Even if the soul flies away next."

The two ghosts were stunned. The water ghost was taken aback, sniffed, and said weirdly: "Where is the smell?"

Qi's army soldier soul said: "What are you talking about, it's the end of autumn."

"Huh? No, it's really scented."

Wei Yuan stopped, and turned his head in surprise.

Seeing the pear branches and leaves spreading in the old yard, in this late autumn season, one by one white flower bones bloomed, and then just a little breeze, the trees are full of plain white like snow, with a long and faint fragrance. It just escaped and got on Wei Yuan's cuff.

The pear blossoms full of trees shook slightly on the creak, like a Taoist arched his hands.

Wei Yuan took a deep look, took out the first letter written by the previous man, flicked his fingers, and the breeze flowed, brushing this letter across the top of the pear blossom tree, bringing a wisp of wind. The white flower fell gently in front of the window.

The heat at the end of autumn makes people irritating~www.NovelMTL.com~ But when the pear blossoms bloom and look plain white, it makes people feel like they are back in spring or midwinter, with a touch of coolness. People who get up early open the window and look at it first. When it reached white, I was filled with the fragrance of the flowers, and said in amazement: "How did it bloom?"

"Or is it snowing?"

A whole quaint, not so advanced and prosperous town, was awakened by this old pear tree, pulled back to the spring in one fell swoop, and one person opened the door, surprised at this incredible scene, the previous coldness It became lively all at once.

The water ghost and the soldier soul look disappointed.

Get it, get it.

The black umbrella tapped the ground lightly, and the two ghosts turned their heads and saw the crowd huddling towards the pear blossom tree.

And the young curator was gone against the flow of people, holding an umbrella in his hand.

PS: Today’s first update...4,200 words, thank you for the reward, today should be the third update~