Museum of Demons

Dragon Tiger Mountain·Tianshi Mansion.

Zhang Ruosu's eyes were fixed on the screen. The swordsman in the picture flicked his sword instantly, and then flew across the battlefield like lightning, beheading one enemy after another, and received higher and higher evaluations. The old Taoist was triumphant and his beard was all To be tilted up.

Look, look!

Who said the old-fashioned can't play games?

Who said my ‘Lonely Dragon and Tiger’s Invincible’ is a pit?

Who else? !

Who else! !

"Meow!"

With a dissatisfied meow, the black cat in front of the computer screen slapped the table. The old Taoist coughed and quickly put the cat food over. The black cat had a stick of dried meat dangling from the innermost, and his eyes were staring at all directions. Kill special kills in the game world.

The veteran Taoist looked at the record of his account, and felt happy.

Old Taoist, although I don’t play so well...

But I have a cat!

No, this is by no means not knowing how to play games, but that low-end machines can't show the true strength of the old-fashioned.

When the class gets the record up, you can go to high-end machines again.

Beautiful, beautiful.

The old celestial master, known as the high-end mudslide, looked at the characters on the screen and killed the Quartet. He thought that his future operations could be the same. When he smiled so much that he could not close his mouth, the inside pocket of the Taoist robe The phone rang suddenly, and it was a ringtone of special concern.

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly.

This ringtone is the classic soundtrack of a Western movie called "Reaper Is Coming".

The **** of death is here. News from the Master Weiguan.

Look, or not.

This is a problem.

After struggling for a while, the old Taoist still turned on his mobile phone. Frankly speaking, generally speaking, Wei Yuan’s news would be fine if nothing happened. If there was anything, it would be unlucky to read it. What would happen if you didn’t read it?

Will be even more unlucky.

"Are you here, Daoyou Zhang|?'-'?)??."

"I have a great thing to tell you."

Zhang Ruosu was thoughtful, and answered quickly without changing his face.

In the museum, Wei Yuan's phone vibrated and looked down.

"Ah, it's the master of Weiguan. Brother, he's not here, I'm A Xuan."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and replied:

"Oh, it turned out to be Xiao Axuan."

"Why don't you call Wei Big Brother, so you don't know what to do?"

"Brother Wei, is there anything wrong?"

"It's nothing. The last time we went to Sakurajima, didn't we **** a pot of good wine from the gods? I asked you to bury it in the Dragon Tiger Mountain Spirit Land to raise the taste of wine. How is it now? But remember, don’t let Friends Zhang know."

Sacred wine?

Zhang Ruosu's drooping eyelids lifted up and lit up.

The younger brother actually hid the wine secretly? !

He carried the cat food with his left hand behind his back, and the phone with his right hand.

Finger crackling and typing: "Ah, Brother Wei, I forgot, what is the wine?"

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "It's an old Taoist priest who doesn't know how to pretend to be a tender wine."

Zhang Ruosu's mouth twitched: "..."

He sighed helplessly, and said, "So, Fellow Daoist, you came to find me on a special trip, didn't you come to find the old Taoist to make fun?"

Wei Yuan: "Haha, we are my beloved family and friends, brothers and sisters."

"Of course it's a great thing!"

The old Taoist glanced at him, then used black cat-like cat strips and dried meat to make a divination.

The upper hexagram is ridge, and the ridge is water; the lower hexagram is Gen, and Gen is mountain.

The mountains, rocks and ridges, the currents tortuous, there is no way to the sky, no way to enter the earth.

One of the four evil hexagrams, a gentleman should look at this hexagram and seek self-cultivation.

Zhang Ruosu's eyes twitched.

Great thing?

However, I have a complete virtuous and well-deserved ethics, so what do you want?

In any case, this hexagram must be kept in the right way and not moved rashly.

No matter what this guy said later, he had to resign.

Wei Yuan sent a message: "This time, by chance, I went to the Great Wilderness and met the sacred beast Baize. From him, I got the sacred wine brewed by him with the essence of all things and the herbs and flowers. I want to go to Longhu Mountain to share with you Drink, if you are not free..."

"Ok, I'm free!"

Zhang Ruosu's fingers had a problem before his brain could react.

Silent for a long time,

Suddenly I felt that this scene seemed familiar.

…………

Get it done.

Wei Yuan retracted the phone, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There is also a message sent by Zhang Ruosu in the phone:

‘Master Weiguan, I have good ingredients here, do you want to...’

'OK. ’

Karma, the cycle is unhappy, Zhang Daoyou.

The owner of a certain museum sneered several times.

Zhu Jiuyin thoughtfully: "You seem to have any other chances?"

Wei Yuan put the phone in his pocket, glanced at Jue, thought for a while, looked at Zhu Jiuyin, his lips opened and closed silently: "Geng Chen."

A hint of surprise flashed through the eyes of the gray-robed man.

Nodded, thoughtfully, said:

"If it were him, it would be a rare opportunity."

"After all, to some extent, his weight for the female ghost is no worse than Kunlun, and the impact on the true spirit is heavier, and it is easier for the female ghost to regain consciousness."

"Although the reason for her awakening was killing intent or something, let's talk about it elsewhere."

"But at least... the power of the female ghost stays in the fire of the great wasteland, and it is harmless for the time being."

Zhu Jiuyin immediately looked at Wei Yuan, at Nv Xi and Jue, and said, "It should not be too late."

"Go now."

"Well, by the way, what were you doing when I came?"

The gray-robed man's sight fell, and Wei Yuan's heart was blocked, but he noticed that Jue seemed to be suppressed to a certain extent under the gaze of Zhu Jiuyin. This was not intentional, but it was like the time of inspection, which represented the ancient gods. The natural coercion of a level of candle nine yin.

Zhu Jiu**: "Of course, if it's inappropriate, it doesn't matter."

The girl was about to speak, with a calm tone: "Mianxia..."

Wei Yuan took a step towards her, blocking the unconscious divine might of Zhu Jiuyin.

The palm subconsciously held the girl's palm.

The heart is horizontal, the head iron characteristic is activated, his eyes look at the dragon of the Nine Nethers, and the tone is flat:

"It's okay..."

"It's just a matter of children's personal love."

"Zhu Jiuyin, are you also interested in our emotional affairs?"

The girl behind her stiffened, and her calm thoughts became sluggish again.

Kunlun's long wind, but at this moment, felt the fierce heartbeat that shouldn't have been felt.

! !

The original regretful monk Yuanjue's eyes lit up, and a big bald head suddenly popped out of the grass next to the entrance of the museum. Then he slapped a few times, and drilled out several heads, staring at the pictures in the museum with piercing eyes.

Speak up? !

No, this is a direct indication, right? !

"Oh?"

The gray-robed man looked at him with interest and said, "I haven't spied on your private affairs."

"But, is she the one to whom you belong?"

Wei Yuan: "..."

"Yes."

The swordsman's voice was as sharp as a sword.

"Life after life, never leave."

Turning her head stiffly, she looked at the girl with a long wind like Kunlun, took out from her arms the bronze finger that he had previously snatched from Chaos, pulled up the girl's palm, placed the finger on her palm, and said in a quiet and normal tone: "This Things seemed to have been taken away by Chaos before, and I took them back."

"In the future, you don't need to call it a divine crown, just call it Zhujiuyin."

"Zhu Jiu Yin, I have gone to Longhu Mountain."

Wei Yuan looked at the smiling girl deeply like a Datang Sword Saint, turned and strode away.

Zhu Jiuyin thoughtfully: "So that's it."

Wei Yuan seemed to be a swordsman who was destined for a sword.

There is no hesitation in my heart, it is grand and magnificent, and the momentum is extraordinary.

If he walks without turning around.

It's even better.

Wei Yuan moved forward stiffly, his left hand and left foot came out together, and his right hand and right foot came out together.

I felt hearty after speaking, and it seemed that the limbs didn’t belong to me anymore. Every cell had its own thoughts. Pushing the door open, the winter cold pounced on my face. On the contrary, I felt refreshed, as if the next second. The whole person will be burnt.

As a result, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a bald head drilled out of the haystack at the door.

There are four heads behind the bald head.

Oh, that's not a haystack, it's a fortress built up by Chinese cabbage.

One front, four and five honey smiling faces.

Wei Yuan: "..."

Gritting his teeth: "You guys, what are you doing here?!"

Zhu Jiuyin retracted his gaze, looked at the girl in front of him, and said, "Kunlun's long wind..."

The girl blinked her eyes, and came back to her senses.

"Under the crown..."

The man in the gray robe said concisely: "Just call the candle nine shades."

He stared deeply at the girl in front of him, watching that the final cause of a single sword is one of Kunlun’s future factors, and perhaps one of the most important reasons. Finally, he took out one thing and handed it over, with a rare warm tone. :

"Meeting for the first time."

"It's a gift."

The girl froze and took it subconsciously.

It was a pendant with extremely mysterious lines on it, as if it was a powerful force that would obscure everything, interfere with the years, the sun and the moon, and confuse the heavens. It almost instantly covered the girl with a layer of mist, and Jue almost immediately judged this thing. The degree of preciousness, subconsciously said: "I can't..."

"Don't worry, I will get it back from the cook."

Zhu Jiuyin nodded with a smile.

Flicked his sleeves and got up and left with the female ghost.

Nine Yin candles, candles illuminate the sun and the moon, Yuan Tiangang, count the past and the future.

Since it will appear at the most appropriate time.

Wei Yuan saw Zhu Jiuyin who was going out, exhaled a suffocating breath, and said, "Let's go, go to Longhu Mountain."

Zhu Jiu**: "Are you sure, where is it?"

Wei Yuan said: "I can't be sure, but..."

"The most likely place is right there..."

Wei Yuan stared at the guys listening to the corner'viciously'. The great monk Yuanjue stared at him with a smile on his face. Wei Yuan had no choice but to follow Zhu Jiuyin and leave temporarily. After they left, the painter ghost Suddenly exclaimed, holding his head in pain and said: "Oops!"

"Failed to shoot, this, this..."

"Uuuuu... the boss promised so much paint."

The great monk sighed and touched his palms, and said, "That's great, the poor monk has enough wishes."

Soldier Soul said politely: "Congratulations, Master."

Yuanjue said: "Yes, as long as you see their children are born, there will be no more regrets."

Soldier Soul: "??!"

There was light in the eyes of the great monk: "I think their children must be exceptionally talented and have a deep Buddha nature."

"The poor monk must pass on the Buddhist supernatural powers..."

The painter ghost was shocked: "What are you thinking of the monk, tell me about him, veteran!"

Soldier soul meditates: "My sword technique is actually pretty good."

The painter was dumbfounded.

Painter ghost ponders: "My painting..."

Yuanjue was furious: "No!"

Soldier Soul shouted: "Absolutely not!"

The painter murmured: "I can also paint children's paintings."

Binghun said angrily: "Are you a baby carriage?! You are obviously a heavy oil tank truck!"

"The oil tank is too heavy... wait, Brother soldier, you have big eyebrows and big eyes, how do you know my painting?" The painter ghost retorted a few words and found a blind spot. Glanced to one side.

At this moment, the door of the museum was opened.

The few people in the corner outside were frightened. They looked up and saw that the goddess, as always, had a calm and serene face, with a smile, and then looked at the very weird people.

Yuanjue's face is solemn, cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Soldier soul lowered his head to sharpen his knife.

But the goddess just nodded her head elegantly as usual, then ignored these guys and walked back to the flower shop.

The painter ghost whispered: "No, something is wrong..."

"Did you refuse?!"

The monk said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"No, I'm still a little uneasy..."

"I gonna go see."

The painter ghost sneaked over and glanced at it for a while.

A smile appeared on his face, and he turned his head back and said ok.

Soldier Soul said: "How is it?!"

The painter ghost mumbled: "Writing a verse."

"What did you write?"

"Bu Operator?"

The white lady who had just joined the team was surprised, and then smiled and dispelled all these people. The big soldier and the book painter were all dumbfounded, and Yuanjue didn’t understand. The white lady smiled softly and whispered:

"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River."

"Thinking about you every day but not seeing you, drinking the water of the Yangtze River together."

"When will this water be closed,"

"When is this hatred."

"May your heart be like mine,"

"Definitely worthy of love."

In the flower shop, the girl writes, but the last two sentences of UU reading www.uukanshu.com are different.

May your heart be like mine.

Jun Wei Yuan’s heart is like mine...

She subconsciously shattered the paper roll, and lay on the bed with a pillow in her arms, rolling back and forth, and then buried her face in the quilt, her ears were red and red, and the bronze fingers in her hand held tightly. .

Be worthy of love.

…………

Wei Yuan came to Longhu Mountain, with the other half of the bronze finger tied around his waist.

"Friend Zhang Dao..."

"I bring you warmth."

PS: The first one today...

Three thousand eight hundred words.

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